Name: Somber Talot
Height: 5'10"
Body Type: Lean, muscular
Age: Appears to be in late 20s.
Hair: Black cornrows leading to beaded braids 6" long
Eye Color: Dark brown
Known Affiliations and Relationships: *REDACTED*
Personality traits: Sociable, manipulative, inquisitive
Physical appearance:
Background:  A Creole man, a true titan fearing, peace loving man of the people with a love of drink, smoke and a mouthful of words to share for those willing to listen.
Born and raised in the shadow of the New Orleans Quarter, he came up running drugs for tourists under the eye of local gangs until being taken in by a Jesuit priest, Abraham Amon. Taught the virtue of faith and piety, and having money funneled to him by the priest from the church to put him through nursing school, Somber's life changed

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when Ole Pappy Legba paid him a visit while he was working in a local morgue. The encounter was apoplectic in tone, as along with knowledge of who he was, Somber found out the truth of his patron and savior, the Titan avatar of Light attempting to subvert him to their cause. Somber confronted Aten, only surviving due to Pappy Legba's aid. The betrayal of his father figure drove him into a downward spiral of boozing and drug use funded by working at local free clinics.

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His recruitment by *REDACTED* gave him stability and purpose, and gave him the time to re-order his life.
Now an old hand at his trade, he's had long experience with as a member of *REDACTED*, encountering *REDACTED* alongside *REDACTED* until he retired due to philosophical differences, building an off the grid homestead in the marshlands of Louisiana. His old life came with recent complications, and he has set off back into the wide world to pursue a personal goal.
A man of taste (his own) and macabre sophistication, he is oft garbed in classical European high fashion tripped to garish ends,  and is constantly accompanied by an elaborately (some say curiously) carved black cane in one hand, a fine Honduran cigar in the other, a kango or fedora on his head, and skull makeup on his face as often as not.