Devin "Cat-Hands" Iommi

(pictured while doing his last will-in-testament)

Age: 25

Sex: Male

Profession: Cleric

Body Type: Hardy

Appearance: Lanky

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Background:

(a will in testament found tucked away amongst his things)

I, Devin Iommi, second son of Lester and Pearl Iommi, having no use for my possesions past my expiration, would humbly request that the following is observed in respect to my death:

First and foremost, I would ask that if I perish from anything but natural causes to resurrect me with any funds I may own. If I don't have enough coin, don't bother. I would merely prefer death in its most peaceful form. If my first request is out of the question, I would hope my parents would accept me to the family plot behind Iviltys Manor.

To my dear sister, Tia, I leave the majority of my worldly wealth, my symbol of Cayden Cailean, and the rapier and shield I stole from our father before I left. I regret deeply to have left in the manner I did. I can't imagine what distress I caused you, but I fear that if I had stayed for another day we would have lost someone dear to us, even if it was me. The coin is in appreciation for your kindness and the companionship I always felt with you, it's the very least I can do. The message of the symbol, while tacky, is to be free and to never hesitate to help another. I believe you will be most open to this message and dearly hope you'll never forget the righteousness behind it. The rapier and shield are a subtle reminder that above all else I want you to be safe and yet fight for your beliefs. I'll always be there, sis. <Scribbled into the lines between> Oh, and if I have any pets at the time of my death, I'd like to trust them to you unless they are close to someone else I know.

To the best friend anyone could hope to leave behind, Gilbert, I leave the contents of the false step leading to the grounds behind Iviltys Manor. You know which place I mean and it's the very least I can do. Sorry to you as well for my swift depart. I would have asked you to come with me, but that would have endangered you a great deal more than either one of us would like to believe. Enjoy it, you've earned it.

To my older brother, Julius, I leave a gold piece (Should I have one) and the diary in my room. I suggest you learn the value of a coin versus the pain of losing a family member. Your ideals always worried me. Of course, you can read all about it now in my journal! Remember elder brother, there is never fear in truth or death, but rather acceptance and hindsight.

To Lester and Pearl Iommi, should your son beat you to the grave, I would like to apologize for my actions in adolescence and beyond. I would like to think I worried you greatly when I disappeared as I did, but it was likely a welcome sight. As I said earlier, my sudden departure of Sholas was in the ideals of peace. I can only hope you forgive me now. I leave you the remainder of my possessions. You may do with it as you like but if you're not inclined to keep something, I'd like it if it was donated to a local cause. Whether it's an orphanage or someone who happens to collect useless crap, don't just throw it out. It's still my stuff, you know.

<The ink here is less fresher and appears to have not been written on a flat surface>

To my quiet drinking-friend, Clive, I leave all my alcohol and anything else he feels entitled to. There was many a time that this will should have been relevant but you slew whatever threatened my continued stay on this plane. I hope you will continue to drink in good health, enjoy my spirits (Ha, pun), and think fondly of me. As for what you're entitled to, I can't imagine anyone stopping you anyway. No clever wisdom here, it just makes sense. I hope you find whatever it is you seem to be looking for.