“Bring me some wine, some woman, and my sword. I think it’s time to smite some peasants.”
Occupation/Affiliation Knight of the Brotherhood
Blood type: O+
Likes: Fighting, Skirmishing, Warzones, Killing, Blood, and Gore.
Dislikes:Peace and quiet, Boredom, and Defeat.
Weight: 156 LBS
Body type: His body is Athletic, and rather slim and slender. His muscles and chisels run across his chest and body. His body reflects this, his body when seen in its pure state, looks almost god-like.
Physical condition: If the embodiment of his physical condition is the condition of his body. Then his physical condition is fine. His body is perfect in condition, with no scars or marks to disembody it.
Distinguishing marks: He has no marks that have scarred his body.
Hair Color/Style: He has short, and rather thick white hair.
Irises Color/Style: He has gentle crimson eyes, that are rather piercing when he wants them to be.
Admirable Traits: He is commanding, rather Demanding, Strong, Able bodied, Gentle, Sweet, and Playful.
Negative Traits: He is Aggressive, Rough, Sexual, Seducing, and rather Sadistic.
Noted Accomplishments: Sergeant, Knight, Guard, and Torturer, All wonderful jobs.
Hobbies: He enjoys torturing, killing, fighting, and skirmishing.
Known Allies: None.
Known Foes: To big off a list, Let’s just say men don’t like him, after he sleeps with their woman.
Slaves: Anyone he wants.
Personality: His personality is a little childish with some, though with others his personality is harsh, strict, and rather sexual. He always has fun with whatever he does and tried to get as much pleasure out of it as he possibly can.
Mental Disturbance/Illness: He believes, that life without sex, isn’t life.
Philosophy of life: “Mm…Bang as many girls as you can.”
Philosophy of Death: “If the lights go out, make sure you take down as many assholes as you can.”
Role-play Style: Semi-Para, Para, Multi-Para, and Pro-Para.
Mother: Angelina (Deceased)
Father: Marcos (Deceased)
Primary Weapon: Garwen
Secondary weapon: None
Transportation: He has a dark steed which he rides into battle and wherever he needs to be.
He stands at 6’4, though at times it is more of a 6’7 because of the boots that he adorns, they are thick at the bottom, 3 inches of fiber and fireproof fabric, along with the steal toe at the edge. His short white hair barely reached the tip of his eyes. His red piercing hues are uncovered and this leaves people distant with him. The red hue is almost like a ripple of blood. His upper torso bears he stands uniform, it clings to his chest the inner part of the uniform shows off his chest, while the outer part simply gives off a whiff that he has a physique. His hands are covered by dark black gloves. He wears silken pants that cover his bottom area. And on the side he wears a silver scabbard that holds his holy sword.
Ace of Spades: Combining two of the cards to form a beast with twice the power than before called "Ace of Spades," the energy from this beast is taken from the mana in the area around it not from the caster of the cards.
Judgment day: Calling forth the four cards of the apocalypse(flamed horse, Dragon of ice, Tiger of wind, and the winged beast) using these cards to past judgment onto someone who is of pure sin.
Mind Crush: Slipping into the unconscious mind of her victims after a simple incantation to put them into a deep sleep, she uses their worst fears, memories and thoughts to tear apart their mind by making full eye contact to pull them into her world (See Mind trap)
Mind trap: Making full eye contact with someone she is trapping into her world or bringing them she will turn her eyes from the normal, blue yellow or green eye color to a deep teal color for a split second. In that second she locks her eyes on the one who she is looking at dragging them deep within her mind into what is known as her "World," the world is in her control fully all her actions over power those whom enter there is no way out of her world without her leaving with them once entered into her world your there till she sets you free. This being a world with in her mind no memories are damaged.
He was born into a world a war and misery, his father was a cold man, a man of war and violence that wasn’t afraid to beat his children. His father was a drunk and he always will be a drunk. His mother didn’t; even stop the beatings. But he doesn’t hate his father for what happened. He became the man he is today because of it. Once he reached the age of 18 he left home, and decided to do what his father died. He would be a solider, not just any solider but the best solider.
He drifted between countries and armies, always fighting and choosing a side that would help him get what he needed. He was approached by an organization called the brother hood. They offered him anything he wanted and arts and talents that would make him better than everyone else.
"I am done smiting, not to drown these woman in wine, and give them the time of their lives."