It's much easier to tell one's story through the eyes of another. Especially when your own eyes don't work very well. Deckland was born in the year 1826 in a small town off the coast of North Carolina, USA. His family consisted of a Fisherman/Sailor father, a mother who was often sick and two siblings who were just a little older than himself, was more poor than rich which often led to the family starving during the cold, frigid winters, even if there wasn't a whole lot of snow to go along with their misadventures.
When he was 13 years of age, the island he grew up on was raided by a group of pirates who were searching for a treasure that had supposedly been placed there by an unknown party centuries before. Unfortunately, The Sharp family knew nothing about it. His father, who was out at sea during this raid, missed what happened to his family.
Deckland's two siblings were killed outright, tortured by the pirates who Deckland later learned were a part of a British Trade Company. His mother got the worst end of the deal. While hiding Deckland, who was still barely old enough to fight against intruders, she broke her ankle by tripping over the rocky slope that led to a cave that Deckland and his siblings had frequented in their younger years. Captured, in pain and broken, she was tortured herself, forced upon by several men.
Deckland, who had not witnessed this but later learned of it when he approached the captain of the crew, managed to escape to the deepest parts of the cave where he came across the treasure the pirates were searching for, The Fountain of Youth, said to give immortality to all those who drank from its waters at a terrible price.
The price for Deckland turned out to be a terrible hunger. Famished from trying to run away, also scratched, scraped and bruised from the chase, he drank from its waters and used some of it to clean his wounds.
Before his eyes, his wounds healed almost instantaneously and he felt himself growing stronger. He aged before he had a chance to really consider what was happening before him. Where once he'd been just a boy, he was now a man. He was taller, stronger.
He wasted no time in filling a canister with what water he could grab before quietly retreating from the cave and escaping the island using an old boat that his father had helped him and his siblings restore only a few weeks before. When he reached the mainland, he was starved for he'd not been able to pack food and the trip there was long and arduous, especially without food. The only water he'd had was what he'd gotten from the spring.
He didn't have much coin on him so he had to resort to thievery to get what he could from the locals which wasn't much considering he was still learning how to use this new body of his that looked more like his father than what he was used to. The first change only took place shortly after he'd managed to buy food from an ale house a short distance into the territory. The barkeep, a redhead Irish woman by the name of Tulip, took an interest in him based on his rugged appearance.
She offered a meal, a warm bed, a roof over his head since winter was still upon them. And in the end, he'd let the hunger take over him. The hunger ended only when he woke from a slumber like black out. He found Tulip the next day in one of the chicken coops, her throat torn. For years, the memory haunted him until he saw the captain of the crew that had raided his home.
With the support of a few Frontier men he came upon quite by accident, he got his revenge but it was a drawn out venture that almost ended with his life. Immortality could be ended, even if it initially drew from it a cost. He'd been tortured, abused, beaten to the point of death several times. It only took a few barrels of gunpowder, however, and a charge to really set things into motion.
Deckland appears to be in his early 20's if not a little bit older than he actually appears. With long, brown hair that has a habit of growing too fast and a little too long, he manages to keep it cut relatively short so that he doesn't have to worry about it getting too long. Even so, it's kept unruly and he often either chooses to tie it up into a pony tail or just lets it hang loose since it's cut low enough that it just comes beneath his jaw line.
He has dark, brooding eyes that often betray his age in the way they observe others. He is not incredibly tall but when one thinks to the time period he was born in, it isn't too far off the mark. His physique can be described as relatively thin if not a little malnourished. He doesn't need to eat and even if he did, it'd only be for the taste of food since his metabolism curbs any weight he gains right off the bat.
He generally wears loose fitting clothing, not hard with his body's weight, and tends to have a rugged bad boy sense to him. He likes wearing leather and suits, since they remind him of the uniforms worn during his time period. He's never seen without a pack of cigarettes and a metallic zippo lighter.
Age - Appearance: 24-26
Chronologically: 196 years of age
Birthday: January 18th, 1826
Species: Immortal Human
Deckland is not like most human beings. Born in a time period when things were far different than they are now, his views on culture and on society are old and it gives him a flare of honesty when it comes to meeting new people. He suffers from a hunger that most people cannot imagine.
Most of the time, that hunger is controlled with a rigorous diet, exercise and with medication that he helped develop with the help of a scientist toward the later part of his life. He has trust issues and telling others about his misfortunes isn't something he can do so easily.
Forget meaningful relationships. Unless the woman is an immortal like him or she doesn't mind that he doesn't age, relationships end in the bedroom shortly after they're created. Friendships last longer for him and he makes a habit of just placing people there.
Until recently, the only meaningful relationship he had was with his dog, Rosco, a standard German Shepherd he rescued from a pound a moment before he was transported from Earth to the wretched planet he now resides on.
Rosco is an immortal, genetically engineered dog who survived through a German Nazi encampment where he was experimented on and abused. Unlike most animals who would have grown up to be monsters, he retained most of his pup like energy and robust. A little training and he became the perfect companion to an ageless counterpart. It is rare to see Rosco outside of Deckland's home, a simple shack a reasonable distance from any city on the map.