06/17/05

Trostlos Blut-Tanzer

Human Nethermancer

Trostlos Blut-Tanzer is still something of a mystery to the Samsarans. This enigmatic Nethermancer joined them while they were searching the Forgotten City of Parlainth for Buulgath. He had journeyed to Parlainth to attempt to cull some of it’s magical secrets from the ruins, and proved to be a very useful companion for Nazeer and Phylinius. He has continued to travel with them across Barsaive, and has grown quite powerful and knowledgeable. He has used his Human Versatility to learn to cast the spells of other disciplines, including Elementalist and Wizard spells. He has a very strong sense of justice, and a certain compassion that is unusual in followers of his Discipline. He still acts like a Nethermancer though, collecting bones and various tissue samples of any strange beings they encounter.

Trostlos was raised on a small farm in the hinterlands of Barsaive until about age 5. His mother died when he was very young, under somewhat mysterious circumstances. His memory on this subject is rather fuzzy, but he remembers being drug out of his burning house by his father, and seeing a prone form lying in the middle of the living room, while it burned down around them. After that, he and his father moved to Throal, and his father did what little work he could, while slipping slowly into depression. When Trostlos was in his teens, he had to start working to support his father, and began working as a forensic investigator for the Kingdom of Throal, examining corpses and determining the cause of their death. One day, a mysterious stranger suggested to Trostlos that he become a Nethermancer. He had never considered it, but took the stranger's advice anyway. Interestingly, in all his travels he has never seen that man again.

While in Cara Fahd, Trostlos disappeared from his bed one night. The Samsarans were rather mystified by this, as he left behind all belongings and valuables, even his clothing. He was gone for several days, and then one morning they found him laying unclothed in the streets of Wurchauz, a city he’d never been to before. Trostlos had no memory of his lost time; as far as he was concerned, he’d gone to sleep that night in the camp and woken up in the city. This has happened a couple of times since, and the mystery continues to deepen.

Trostlos has a soft spot for children, and sees himself as a surrogate father to an orphaned child the Samsarans found whose mother was killed by her fellow villagers because they suspected her of being Horror-marked. He is also a pacifist and a vegetarian, as he believes death is too important to treat it as lightly as others do.  He is very tall, thin and pale, and could easily be mistaken for an undead himself in bad lighting. He also tends to smell a bit odd, a side-effect of the various chemicals he works with. 

Trostlos' LiveJournal

Trostlos' Theme Songs:

Blue Oyster Cult - Don't Fear The Reaper

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