Simon wanders the crumbling ashes of Eradin's downtown, trying desperately to keep going and find salvation in the never ending hellhole of the ever dragging apocalypse. He keeps a picture of his wife on him... the love of his life, really, it's a shame that death sped to part them. - Bio - Name - Simon Everglade Status - Clean (aside from the blood) Universe - Metanoia [ Eradin ] Personality Overview - Simon, if anything, is mournful. The world is so, so bleak to him, and it's clearly rubbing off on how he almost barely holds out hope for the idea of making it out of Eradin or even simply anywhere without living corpses on his heels. If not for the idea of living on in honor of his wife, he'd've succumbed to the hordes long ago out of sheer loss of will. - Background - Simon was having the most wonderful moment of his life when the real hordes truly took grip in Eradin and made themselves known— It was only hours after he had gotten married to the love of his life, the one point to make him smile, but, unfortunately, during family photos just a few hours after they were wed, his wife was killed and eaten when a horde broke in and ate everyone. He originally escaped the venue by fearfully beating in an undead's skull with a golf club, but as of now wields a steel baseball bat he stole off a kid's lawn. Design by @Yellyfishh217
