Harvester(DONE)

Name: Harvester

Gender: Male

Age: Old. He was made a few years before the Civil War, however, his memory of the event is fairly hazy

Species: Fiend


Love Interest: N/A

Weapon: Uses a Scythe or a six shooter in combat.

Appearance: A tall, emaciated creature, with a rather corpse like appearance. It wears the noose used to kill it around its neck as a badge of honor, and wears a long, tattered jacket, with a simple tunic underneath. To cover up its decayed face, it wears a burlap sack over its head, with a line of dark stitches where its mouth should be. Its eyes are cold and reptilian, and its hands end in long, sharp talons, and the top of its head is covered in 

Personality: Elegant, refined, Harvesters vocabulary, despite his awful appearance, is quite loquacious. After all, he HAS had quite a bit of time to refine it. A frequent trickster, he is also INCREDIBLY vain. He tends to be fairly cruel and dismissive, claiming its 'just business'. Considers himself a 'professional' and takes pride in his work. 

History: 

Irwin Franz was born a poor farmer in Russia. Through saving his money, he was eventually able to earn enough to move to the US. Illiterate, poor, and with few skills, he lived as a sharecropper on a VERY small farm. However, slowly, he began to earn more and more money, until he was able to purchase a medium sized farm of his own. 

Heartened by his success, he began to court a lovely young maiden. Things were going SWIMMINGLY! 

Until the maiden invited him over for supper. Eating with her, he found himself woozy. He soon passed out. When he reawoke, he found himself tied to a table.

It turned out that the maiden was a witch. She had allowed herself to be courted not because she was in love with the man, or even because she thought him wealthy. It was because she wanted a test subject.

For the next few months, she experimented on him CONSTANTLY, causing him extreme agony. Eventually, she was found out by others, and fled. However, Irwin had been driven mad and, when his rescuers released him from his bonds, he tried to strangle them. Locking him up in the nicest accommodations they could, he eventually calmed down, and returned to his farm.

However, he was no longer normal. He was filled with a seething, burning hatred. Directed at everything and nothing, he had to force himself not to drive his pitchfork into his neighbors eye when he came to borrow a cup of sugar.

Eventually, a group of outlaws came to town. Harassing the locals, when one of them got into a fight with Irwin, he blinded the outlaw. In retaliation, they forcibly lynched him, hanging him from a tree. He died flailing.

However, he did not remain dead. Angry and vengeful, he rose from his shallow grave three nights later, and, in a rage, took up his scythe and massacred those who had slew him, chopping them to bits. He then fled into the woods.

Over the years since, he has garnered a reputation of sorts for his tendency to viciously hunt down witches and criminals, and chop them to bits. Indeed, he considers himself a 'wandering lawman' of sorts, like one could have found in the wild west. 

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Weaknesses: While quick, Harvester is rather frail, and easily damaged. Further, he goes up like a match when 

fire is involved. Lastly, his appearance makes travel....difficult.

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