Name: Noah “Nobody”
Age: Unknown, he doesn’t remember, and spent millennia trapped in a haunted forest with no concept of time, aging extremely slowly. Around eighteen in appearance and mental maturity.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Species: His mother gave birth to him while in a Spirit Wood (or haunted forest), so he’s technically partially human, but….
Powers: Every so often, a barely-visible wisp of greyish gas with blow from his skin—he’s dissolving into smoke, bit by bit. Smoke comes out of his hands and can sometimes form a half-sentient being that’s tied to him like a genie to a lamp. Barely needs any sleep, can live off an hour or two every second day, will occasionally flicker in and out of existence.
Appearance: He has a very faded, grey appearance. Ash-brown, tousled and windblown hair, always extremely messy and strangely soft. No discernible hairline or stubble, ashen, medium-toned skin covered in scattern, thin scars that he doesn’t recall getting. Eyes in various shades of gray. Usually covered in bruises, a permanent cut on his chapped lower lip from where he’s always biting it. Tall and lean, subtly muscled because of his work, though he looks too slim and underfed to harbor the strength that he has. Around 6 ft.
General Attire: Very casual, typical ‘urchin’ attire that’s almost always dirty or scuffed. Neutral to warm grey tones. Occasionally wears a newsboy cap.
Personality: An ambivert, prefers small groups of company to large ones. Lonely, always looking to make someone laugh, terrible social skills as a result of his memory loss and upbringing. Slightly awkward, grows quickly shy, more of an improviser than a careful planner, strong gut instincts. Steadfast loyalty, stubborn, not one to betray or switch sides,
Social Standing: Low. He’s a chimney sweep, lives on the streets and the rooftops.
Backstory: Was born prematurely in one of the largest Spirit Woods on the continent. His mother died giving birth to him, and he was raised primarily by ghosts, supernatural creatures, and the guardian of the forest. As a side effect of his birthplace and home, his mind became a blank slate at random, forgetting everything then suddenly remembering tiny facts. Sometimes, his mind rebooted completely, leaving him with no memories or connection to those around him. When he was around fourteen, he tried to run from the forest (which is a living being, in a way), but it didn’t want to let him out. Each time he was headed in the right direction, his memories would be wiped clean again, returning very slowly. It took him roughly two thousand years to get out, but to him, it only felt and appeared to be four. Once he had escaped, every single recollection disappeared from his head. Confused, lost, and alone, he wandered away from the woods until he reached a nearby city. When people asked him who he was, he always replied with ‘Nobody’ since he didn’t remember, earning him his nickname. Eventually, he joined a band of chimney sweeps, who dubbed him Noah.
Other: Nocturnal; he performs his job nightly and sleeps in the day when needed. Mostly illiterate, can read a tiny bit but can’t write. Sketches occasionally with charcoal, left-handed.
