Name: Robin Goodfellow
Alias: Skrow
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Appearance: His body consists of rags and hay, with bits and pieces of other things stuck inside either by accident or as weights. Skrow wears a tattered, crooked, wide brimmed hat, complete with a crow's feather stuck in it, on top of straw hair, and a filled burlap sack face stitched with a malevolent grin. When it's dark and when he opens his mouth, an eerie light filters out of the gaps. A noose hangs around his neck and is pulled tight to keep things secure. The rest of his body is covered in poorly stitched together rags that provide an almost cape-like quality. A crow or raven is always seen perched on his shoulder.
Personality: Skrow has grown to delight in the suffering and fear in others, and has developed a fondness for torture. Whilst his life necessitates that he must kill with his pestilent aura, he is not above dismembering with his scythe, or recently, stringing people up as sacrificial effigies, leaving them as nought but a feast for crows.
He sees himself as a necessary evil, sent to the world to reap the seeds of evil that people sow in their own hearts. Robin thinks this as ample justification for what he does, and that he is doing the world a favour by culling the herd.
When he is not terrorising the townsfolk, Robin wanders the countryside, having recently took up playing the harmonica.
Alignment: Supervillain
Superpowers:
Scarecrow Physiology - Being a Golem composed of mainly straw and rags, he is practically impervious from physical harm, as well as being immortal to the point as long as a significant part of him is still intact.
Corvid Manipulation - Skrow can command the aforementioned legions of birds to do his bidding, usually to blind his foes, although also to retrieve body parts, or even as a means of transportation or limited flight.
Pestilent Aura - Robin has become a walking blight, everything he touches or walks upon withers and dies, including both vegetation and animal life (including humans). The effects are far more instantaneous on vegetation however.
Enhanced Scythemanship - Capable of throwing forth blades of wind.
Biography: Robin was a simple farmer in a remote puritan town. He was content with his life, having moderate wealth and security. He was not a God fearing man, but he still was brought up with belief in the Almighty, although he had never really seen how He affected him.
One particular Season, there was a particularly sparse harvest, the whole town was affected, and the lack of crops lead to rationing of the remaining food and grain. Nevertheless, the townsfolk prayed to their Lord for a better harvest to come, and Robin resowed the field.
Along came the next year, and the harvest was no different, and the people of the town went hungry once more, and renewed their prays for a bountiful harvest, for the Lord must have a plan.
This carried on for two more years, and the earth still bore little crops, and the people of the town were starving, their reserves having nearly run dry, that they began to panic, having no nearby settlements to rely on. In his desperation, Richard turned away from the people's God, and chose to seek out a far more earthly and pagan source for their harvest. He sought out a young witch who lived in the outlying forest. He reach out to her in desperation, and begged her for a means to renew their bounty, otherwise they would surely starve.
The witch told him that for their harvest, a sacrifice must be made, for only life can give life. If he did this she said, then the crops would surely grow again.
To save his town and it's people, along with his livelihood, Robin took a passing traveller, and sacrifice the poor girl in the name of the witch's deities, before hiding the body in a bog not far away.
The following harvest came, and this time the crops did grow, but they grew stunted and sickly, and withered as soon as they were reaped. Outraged with what he had done, and with what the witch had promised him, he went back to her in a fury. She confronted him, and stated that she only said that the crops would grow, not that they would grow well.
Returning to the village, Robin rallied the townsfolk behind him, and convinced them that the witch was the cause of their ill fortune. Upon her capture, the trialled her in front of every person, and found her guilty of black magic, with Robin providing ample testimony on her crimes against God. They bound her to a stake, and surrounded her with kindling, before setting her on light. The witch did not writhe in agony, she merely stared at Rob as her flesh charred, casting an evil glare that sunk into his very soul. With her last breath, she spoke words that were carried on the hot air, they resonated within him, causing him to fall to the ground in agony, his very insides burning from within, until he lay there lifeless.
His earthly form gone, his spirited still was lost, the witch's curse fell on him, and he was bound to the very Scarecrow that stood watch amongst his decaying fields. He was given the ultimatum to stay stuck in the middle of the field, unable to ever leave, and watch everything he knew slowly wither and die, or exact the witch's vengeance against the townsfolk by slaughtering them, and by doing so he would be able to wander the lands having some sense of life. Robin chose freedom at any cost, and saw the town as slowly dying anyway, he took his scythe from his home, and descended upon them like a plague, discovery his other gifts during the act..
After the town was destroyed, Robin began to wander the countryside, although it was only then that he realised his own life came at the expense of others, and only by sapping the life of others was he able to sustain himself. Over time, his mind grew more wild, and soon all he knew was the killing of others, doing it more for enjoyment than for simple survival.