Carver

Blake Carver "And his eyes contained all the best parts of a promise, a secret, and a lie." —From the novella: 'The Girl Who Didn't Climb Trees' - by Blake Carver

Full Name: Blake Carver Splat: Wraith Guild: Sandmen Author Dust Jacket Photo The Cecil Hotel The Fel-Cat Carver & Eiry Backstory "Blake Carver, best seller. Critically acclaimed. Pioneer of the New Weird. Winner of the Bram Stoker award. That's me. Terrible son. Horrible boyfriend. Sell out. Fraud. That's me too. Has been at 34. Murder victim. Restless spirit of the dead. Sandman. Guilty as charged. The writers block had gone on for months, and none of the usual solutions worked. Liquor, cigarettes, writing by hand, pills, taking time off, shrooms, locking myself in the room, sex, abstinence, sobriety, meditation... none of it did shit. The page was still as blank as it had ever been. I'm in my apartment one minute, I close my eyes to try and wipe away the angry after glare of that bright white page. I open them, and I'm in the rottened out corpse of a hotel, being reaped by some rough looking ghosts. They clapped me in chains, and dragged me through the streets with a bunch of other unfortunates that had died that night in the City of Angels. I don't know where they were taking me. Maybe to some heretic cult that would have fed us into a nihil. Maybe to the Legions or the Soulforges. Joke was on them though. Someone in the guild knew I had been reaped, and wanted me for the Sandmen. The slavers didn't make it out of skid row, and I was given an education on a new way to write nightmares." RP Hooks In the Mouth of Madness: When he was alive, Blake Carver was a popular horror author, and had a few books hit the best seller list. Now he's come to find that many of the monsters he thought he had invented for the page are in fact real. But he always has time for his fans. Remember Me: Carver was murdered under mysterious circumstances, and has no memory of the events leading up to and including his death. Now he's stuck investigating his own murder. Are you in law enforcement? Medical examiner? PI? Maybe you can help a ghost out. Shadow Play: Since his reaping, Carver has joined up with the Sandmen Guild. He is capable of observing and altering the dreams of mortals and wraiths alike. Interested in a dream sequence? Looking to plague an enemy with nightmares? The Shining: A mortal ally of Carver's has acquired ownership of the hotel where he was murdered. While the room he died in serves as his own haunt, the rest of the hotel is still available for both the living and the dead to rent rooms in. Dreams of the Witch House: Carver's distantly related by blood to the creepy Bowen Family. Need an in with a mortal family that plays with dead things? Contacts Miss Bowen ~ My Medium. Mine. Alice ~ Night manager of the Cecil Hotel. NPC. Lunette ~ Once offered to help solve my murder. I wonder what happened to her. Giancarlo ~ Fathers always make me nervous. At least this one is fun at parties. Alabaster ~ Uncles more so. Not fun at parties. Angelina ~ Meals on Wheels for hungry lunatics. Gallery