Priest Jonathan

Jonathan, a priest of Morr serving in Biesvang (Death ?? Imp. Calender)

He never wished to be a priest of Morr, and before Ulrikke, Albert and Wolfgang arrived he was making life better for himself by stealing from the dead. He was getting very close to having enough money to make it out and away from Biesvang, dreaming of travelling to Altdorf of the fabled Bretonnia. He even though himself capable of tricking the Bretonnians into making him some sort of noble. His dreams were crushed when first a ghoul stole his hidden stash and following when a High Priest of Morr was slain in Biesvang, causing templars and the order of Morr to show up and inspect the graveyard. He blames Ulrikke, Albert, Wolfgang and Valdis for his trouble, and after they returned and Johanne beat him up (and saved his life from skaven assassins - though unknown to him) he has gone furious and slightly mad with hatred.

Appearance
A man of middle height and slightly above average appearance, Jonathan could be pretty if he was not always dirty from working in the graveyard. Events have caused him to get the eyes of a wild animal and his body language speaks of paranoia and intense hatred. He wears the official garment of the priests of Morr.

Personality
Jonathan's hated position in life has made him spiteful and his hope that he could make it out of the graveyard someday has made him arrogant. He can treat friends with respect, but his life as a priest of Morr only allows him one friend: Theodore. He is intelligent beyond expectations, but his fiery temper makes him act rashly, and he often suffers for it. As of late he has been driven to isolation and madness, tortured under the hands of Skysnipper, a skaven assassin.

Relations
Theodore: His only friend in this cruel world.

Johanne: His most hated enemy. She beat him down and was "clearly" the cause of the skaven assault.

Valdis Thanatos: His former pupil. A traitor and heretic that should be hanged.

Ulrikke von Halmith: A girl that deserves to be taught a lesson and locked up for good.

Albert Ashwood: A monster among men. Good thing Morr claimed him.

Wolfgang Flußritter: Another stupid person that doesn't know how much life has given him.