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"So fate makes Elric a martyr that Law might rule the world. It gives him a sword of ugly evil that destroys friends and enemies alike and sucks their soul-stuff out to feed him the strength he needs. It binds me to evil and to Chaos, in order that I may destroy evil and Chaos—but it does not make me some senseless dolt easily convinced and a willing sacrifice. No, it makes me Elric of Melniboné and floods me with a mighty misery..."
—from Stormbringer, by Michael Moorcock

Fallen emperor, scholar, adventurer, sorceror, mercenary, warrior, plaything of Fate, self-pitying asshole.

Application: Here.
Age: Late thirties.
Appearance, etc.: Pale, almost bone-white skin, white hair, slanting red eyes, pointed ears. Very handsome in a slightly otherworldly (MM would say "eldritch") way. Over six feet tall; slender, lightly-muscled build. Is actually quite a lot tougher and stronger than he looks, at least when he's sufficiently powered up on his medications or wielding Stormbringer.
Cabin: Level 1, Room 15. Fairly luxe fantasy-medieval surroundings with lots of heavy drapes, dark wood furniture that weighs a ton, books, runny candles, curious smells of mystical herbs, etc. There is a heavy ironbound chest at the foot of the big bed that contains Stormbringer. Meddle with care.
Job: Warden of Eris (gloriesinchaos).
Fourth Wall: Go for it.
Canon: The Elric Saga, Michael Moorcock. A guide for the interested reader is here.


RP journal. Not affiliated with Michael Moorcock or his publishers. Artwork at right by John Picacio, as are a bunch of the icons. Michael Whelan's paintings are iconic, but Picacio's Elric is my favourite.