Crow

Crow is a necromancer.

Backstory
On the west side of The Great Lake (known today as The Lake of Blood), by the woods, lived a hermit. Before the grave fire, the region right outside the town he lived in used to be host to The Grand Carnival. It was an event unlike any other; of fun and frolic; for children and adults alike. Folks of all cultures from both kingdoms (primarily the Zebathen Empire) flocked in from far and wide to attend the carnival. It carnival was home to fun activities like merry-go-rounds, ferris wheels and fun games for the family.

The hermit was an employee at the carnival, where he worked as a fortune teller, charming visitors by telling them their fortune. But rumour has it he started practicing occultism and dark magic and the town folk believed he would do more harm than good for the people. He was accused of performing dark magic, and by the laws of the Zabathen Empire, he must be banished. As a punishment, he was ousted from the town and forced to live all by himself in a small fort like structure not very far from the location of the carnival.

When the grave fire happened, everything burned and the town he once lived in turned to dust. But the fort like structure he stayed in, though now all black because of the fire, stood still as if nothing had happened. The hermit was still alive, surprised at his luck. Like the walls of the structure, his body had turned all black because of the fire. The carnival had also all burned up and was completely in ruins. All he could see was ashes everywhere.

By his side lay a scythe. He had never seen it before, how did it end up there? He picked it up and he felt energised by it. His eyes gleamed, red in colour. He could now see something that contradicted all that he had just seen:

In the distance, he could see that the carnival was back up, fully functional, but it didn’t seem like the happy place it used to be. Gloomy sounds of music box played and the merry go rounds and the ferris wheels began to spin. But more than just the carnival reanimating, he could see souls, wandering around, in unrest. The place had turned into a Carnival of Doom.

Starting Point
Starting Point: Carnival of Doom