Lavie Landau
Details
Full Name: Lavie Landau
Race: awoken
Age: old
Height: average
Weight: heavy
Birthdate: a long time ago
Birthplace: the area now commonly known as Kalzasi
Profession: helping
Housing: none
Partners: none
Titles: homunculus
Factions: none
Fluent in: Common
Appearance Contrary to his looks, he's cold to the touch though his flesh feels supple enough to pass for meat. When cut open, he oozes a pale grey sticky substance that might as well be blood, though there's only so much inside of him at a time to keep his joints lubricated. He's unnaturally heavy for his size and build, making him a terrible swimmer, but having no need to breathe means sinking directly to the bottom of a lake isn't as inconvenient as it might be for something with working lungs.
He has access to all of his senses, though his sense of pain is more a notification of damage sustained than traditionally painful. He can't digest anything he eats, but can taste whatever he puts into his mouth. Any sort of poisons that affect the body through paralysis or are spread through the bloodstream work similarly on him as they would anyone else, but any form of necrosis is ineffective. He's much more durable than the average human, mildly stronger, faster, and more dexterous, and has no need for traditional sleep, though he can intentionally put himself into a state of immobilization during which his body can naturally repair itself given time.
Personality Help.
That's all she wrote.
History
A very long time ago, a woman was tasked by a mad king to create an eternal vessel in which his immortal soul might live forever. She failed. The results of her failure numbered in the thousands. Of those, there were seven nearly suitable hosts. They each were given the same name and were subjected to rigorous testing, testing that was never completed due to the unforeseen complications of the near-eradication of all life on the planet.
Centuries later, Belinda Bogsly, self-proclaimed archaeologist extraordinaire, and her Warren delving team of explorers and excavators unearthed a peculiar young man who, after a good washing down and dressing up, seems almost perfectly fit for modern society despite the depth at which he was found and the age of the debris around him. The almost being his difficulty with colloquialisms and apparent lack of common knowledge.
No matter how many times Belinda has tried to convince him otherwise, Lavie has made it very clear he's not an ancient artifact from some long lost empire and is, in fact, simply there to "help".