It had been much too long since he fed last. His appearance was withering away, leaving any that lay eyes upon him to assume that he was weak and frail. He was far from such. He wouldn't boast he was a stout warrior of any likeness. No, he was much too clever to fight frivolous battles. Kings and Queens rose and fell too easily these days; borders ebbed, loyalties clashed, legacies lost. No, he preferred aligning with the dark God. Truly Carnage was the only thing that remained constant in these parts...
Glowing crimson eyes saw her approach. It was not hard to spot such stark contrast against the earthy landscape here. She looked anything but earthly, and all but out of place within the depths of Pangea. He halted his advancement and allowed her to approach or pass on by. He knew the grotesque nature of his body stirred feelings in others; concern, curiosity, sadness - to name a few. It has never bothered him in the least what others saw. He had nothing to hide in the land of the damned of all places. There was a shift in the distance, and he noticed then another figure loomed within the shadows. Not close enough he is concerned, not far enough he hasn't become aware.
As she stopped a short distance off, his head lifted his view to find her eyes hard to read. They were expressionless, ghostly, an unending depth. They intrigued him. His ears turned forward as she spoke.
Are you dying?
Blackened lips twisted into a grin of sorts as he mulled over the question in his mind. He was about to answer when the other spoke ever so lightly.
..how are you living?
His large frame stepped towards the dove of a mare; his eyes focused only on her. The exposed joint bones in his rear limb turn and twist with each stride. The lack of flesh on the right side of his face leaves little to imagination of what hid behind one's skin. He was not pretty, not like the one who first approached. She was seemingly unscathed and yet beneath the glow of her hide he found remnants of a past. He did not ask though, was not his place nor his purpose here. He stopped, not but a breath between them, and answered in a gruff voice, "Let me show you."
His eyes glowed brighter than before -more demonic than the ember of a fire- as he continued to gaze at the ghostly mare. His powers sought out the speckled man who remained a distance off. Like a shadowed arm it reached to pluck at his strands of life, fingers wrapped around it and tugged it free. If the cautious one thought distance would save him, he was wrong. His eyes then closed as he felt it break free. The grin grew on his lips as he felt the others energy begin to repair him. The gaping wounds across his body begun to heal, closing ever so slightly. More flesh covered bone than before, spreading slowly -but noticeably- if one was paying attention.
He always wondered what they felt when he did that. Surely it was not the ecstasy that radiated through him. It was unlikely painful, since no one had ever winced when he teased the health from their body. A slight cough, bloody nose, feeling faint; that was often what he noticed as a symptom of his feeding. He had only gone too far once... Thank you Mother.
His eyes snapped open and the angelic view of the one who stood before him returns. They dimmed back to their ember glow as he spoke in a more bass tone, "There... Much better."
His gaze scanned the mare's body, the powers within begged to taste the sweetness it was to find there. He was a gentleman though -sorta- so he pushed the thoughts aside, his neck curled to bring his face to align in the direction of the lurker. He searched briefly for any ailment that may have plagued the man and then offered an introduction, "My name is Zain, servant of Carnage, protector of Pangea. What brings you lovelies here on this fine day... Business? Or pleasure?" His grin returned in anticipation of the possible answers.
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Oaks Feel free to play the health transference however little/lot you'd like 
I picture his health transference as an invisible shadowed arm that reaches into others, if that isn't clear. You can't see it, but you can see his undead appearance lessen slightly with the traits use.
Possesses health transference
and may steal your health.