Camphor
Age: 38 (stopped at about 25)
Hair: Short, dirty-blonde curls.
Eyes: Hazel-grey
Skills: Casketmaking, bound to Fate, quiety authoritarian nature.
Bond to: None. The copper ring prohibits even a caretaking opportunity.

Appearance: Camphor stopped his aging around 25 years of age, so no matter how much older he gets, that's how old he will be as far as the rest of the world is concerned. He has psychotic dirty-blonde curls and a lightly tanned complexion. He seems to be very tired, or very depressed, though at times he is absolutely envigorated and practically bouncing with energy. He wears a simple leather sleeveless tunic over a long-sleeved shirt with high boots and comfortable pants. His right hand has the copper ring grafted to his bone, and is covered with the scars where he tried to cut it off over the years. He is otherwise completely and perfectly nondescript, and he intends to stay that way.

Personality: As a Casketmaker, Camphor would much prefer to stay out of the affairs of mortals. What happens to them, what becomes of them, what they have done, all of this is really little of his concern. He doesn't care. He doesn't care to care. He is, in a phrase, utterly apathetic. However, he is also the bearer of the copper ring, by no choice of his own. At times, he is completely driven to do things, almost yanked by his right hand to the places Fate has deemed him necessary. He wants nothing of the power or price he has been promised, and he would really prefer to go back to making caskets and wiling away eternity.

Discernable Traits/Notes: Camphor is a Casketmaker, who was made by Vera, who was made by Parker. Beyond this, the line is untraceable, for Parker is the oldest living Casketmaker. Camphor has been prophesized to achieve great power at a great price, and as such is being compelled by Fate to gather generals for a war.