Marrow Netherstep

System: PF2E
Status: Alive...ish?  (Undead, Blood Lords AP)

Race: Umbral Gnome, Ghoul
Class: Necromancer

Even while alive, the lack of adventure in Geb always drew Marrow's ire.  He learned the arts of necromancy to try to find steady income, but somehow still regularly went hungry.  Hunger and boredom turned to starvation, and eventually Marrow hoped ofr the sweet release of death.

Eventually that day came, as Marrow found himself discarded in an alley, unable to move, waiting for his body to finally give up its last breath.  A wandering ghoul found Marrow's body, still barely alive, and took advantage of the fresh meal hidden in the alley's shadows.

Death finally overtook Marrow, but it would be short-lived.  Plagued by the feasting ghoul, he raised from the dead, and immediately felt a hunger yet again... but this time for flesh.

With some quick thinking, Marrow turned to his necromantic powers, hoping to manifest physical beings like he had done while he was alive.  But no flesh would reanimate, only the incorporaeal spirits of those he had hoped to snack upon.

Unhappy with his new existence mirroring his previous one, Marrow joined the Reanimators in Geb under the guise of helping with the city's "restocking" efforts.  He finally found happiness as he restocked his personal pantry with some of the remnants.  His hunger problems were solved. 

...Or so he thought.  Missing bones, missing hands, a limb or two for a holiday feast... all these parts added up, until it could no longer be ignored, and Marrow was released from service.  Now he seeks new ways to work himself back into a society, looking for a way to end his perpetual torment of never knowing when or where he will find his next meal.