Name: Cousin Revile
Gender: Wouldn't you like to know?
Alliance: (Hero, villain or other) Other.
Generation: (Newbies or Old-Timers) So new that it hasn't even happened yet.
Powers/abilities: None immediately visible. Besides, of course, a complete resistance to any sort of tarnish.
Appearance: Wearing a deep black velvet waistcoat and bowler hat, Cousin Revile would look right at home in a mid-1700s smoking room, if it weren't for one thing - the skull mask covering the Cousin's face. It bears striking resemblance to a large cat's skull, however... cat skulls wouldn't be able to perfectly fit onto a human face. Nor do they have antlers. He bears no weapons on his person, and yet he has walked into rooms full of people, and left nothing but a mass of corpses.
Personality/Bio: Delighting in the absurd and the insane, Cousin Revile is three-hundred-percent sane. The Cousin also comes across as absurdly pretentious and self-important, both of which are the foci of the Cousin's powers. Don't expect a conversation with Revile without some sort of reference to one's inferiority. The Cousin is a complete psychopath, disregarding others whenever it suits.