Rayse Valentino
01-15-08, 04:28 AM
Updates are in Red. Level 2 Profile. (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=7492)
Given Name: Trent Loryn Jr.
Street Name: Rayse Valentino.
Race: Human.
Occupation: Independent Contractor and Arms Dealer.
Age: 22
Height: 5'10
Weight: 179lbs, all muscle baby!
Eye Color: Black.
Hair Color: Black, with bangs down to his eyes.
Build: Stays in shape, works out very often.
Appearance: Slightly tanned white guy. Black t-shirt, blue jeans, really nice looking shoes, and tattoos of various sharp, black shapes on his chest, arms, legs, and back. I guess he's wearing some black boxers too.
He has, on occasion, been sighted wearing an unbuttoned black suit with tie and slacks, but these rumors are still in hot contention.
History:
Level 0-2: Born to a general under a monarchy in Salvar, Rayse spent much of his early life in military boarding school, which was actually a pretty rough place for bored kids with an axe to grind. His father then enrolled him into the army, where his connections made Rayse into an officer at only age 19. Rayse was pretty bored with this life, all these rules and things were very monotonous. He began dabbling in the underground arms market, finding it very exciting and getting into many fights. It was a bit hard to get going at first, but abusing his father's network of military connections got him far.
Salvar's government does not sponsor wholesale arms transactions outside of the local economy, so the Salvar Black Market was well-known even outside of the region itself.
A couple years later, his father caught wind of Rayse's activities and that he hadn't even been in the army for those two years (nice dedication there dad). He felt ashamed and immediately disowned his ungrateful son, but it didn't bother Rayse one bit. He changed his name to completely bridge the gap between him and his family. Simply buying and selling weapons was a bit boring, so he started branching out and connecting contractors and clients. He earned a reputation as a reliable, but short-tempered businessman. His prices were fantastic, and the last person to hustle him was held down and had his forehead burned with Rayse's cigarette.
Level 3: He was on his own for a year, and business was slow. After all, Salvar was large and sparse, and most of the big contractors worked with parties cross-country. Of course, given his craft he attracted all sorts of trouble. Rayse's business had been tampered with, and he had no choice but to team up with a vampire to get his revenge. (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=8675)
Shortly after, he hatched a scheme to get several men to pay their debts all at once by holding up a small town by the name of Tradepost. (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=7572)
News of his exploits spread throughout the city, and Rayse found himself some unwanted attention. (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=9108) Now, he was left with one question: Does he really have a future (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=10170) in this city? He also found himself an unlikely ally through the whole mess, his uncle and partner Teric Bloodrose.
Skills:
Summary: Rayse has some military training, making him proficient at hand-to-hand fighting and knife play. Let's say he can hold his own in a bar fight and then some. Time in the army and confrontations in the underground arms market has toughened Rayse's abilities, and very few would mess with him.
Hand-to-hand Level 3: Expert.
Knife Play Level 3: Specialist.
Sword Play Level 1: Average.
Evasion Level 2: Can dodge and counter-attack at an above-average speed.
Essence of Fire Level 1: Control over fire given to Rayse by a magical rune tattooed into his upper right arm. The rune glows when the power is used. Gives Rayse limited control of fire, with undetermined consequences. He can cause any or every part of his body to ignite into a flame that can't harm him or anything he's wearing, but excessive or prolonged use drains away at his life and leaves him exhausted. Fast motions with his body using breathing techniques can also cause the ignited parts of his body to detach themselves and fly out as ovular shapes, identified by some as fireballs. Rayse prefers to use this ability for its utility (such as lighting his cigarettes) or not at all, as using it in combat is hazardous to his health.
Equipment:
Kapteyn: A large, 6" knife fastened to his ankle. A military knife used by professional Salvaran knife instructors. The dark brown handle scales were made of Liviol wood from trees in Salvar, and the properties of it were hardness and the ease of applying a firm grip. Perhaps there was something else, but Rayse, being so magically uninclined, was unaware of them. The blade was made of stainless steel, and the top of the razor sharp blade had a half-length swage, for reduced cross sectional profile of the spine and therefore, excellent penetration.
A pack of cigarettes and three 5" long, 1.25" wide black, steel throwing knives in his pockets. His wallet.
Hobbies: Fast car(d)s and fast women.
Given Name: Trent Loryn Jr.
Street Name: Rayse Valentino.
Race: Human.
Occupation: Independent Contractor and Arms Dealer.
Age: 22
Height: 5'10
Weight: 179lbs, all muscle baby!
Eye Color: Black.
Hair Color: Black, with bangs down to his eyes.
Build: Stays in shape, works out very often.
Appearance: Slightly tanned white guy. Black t-shirt, blue jeans, really nice looking shoes, and tattoos of various sharp, black shapes on his chest, arms, legs, and back. I guess he's wearing some black boxers too.
He has, on occasion, been sighted wearing an unbuttoned black suit with tie and slacks, but these rumors are still in hot contention.
History:
Level 0-2: Born to a general under a monarchy in Salvar, Rayse spent much of his early life in military boarding school, which was actually a pretty rough place for bored kids with an axe to grind. His father then enrolled him into the army, where his connections made Rayse into an officer at only age 19. Rayse was pretty bored with this life, all these rules and things were very monotonous. He began dabbling in the underground arms market, finding it very exciting and getting into many fights. It was a bit hard to get going at first, but abusing his father's network of military connections got him far.
Salvar's government does not sponsor wholesale arms transactions outside of the local economy, so the Salvar Black Market was well-known even outside of the region itself.
A couple years later, his father caught wind of Rayse's activities and that he hadn't even been in the army for those two years (nice dedication there dad). He felt ashamed and immediately disowned his ungrateful son, but it didn't bother Rayse one bit. He changed his name to completely bridge the gap between him and his family. Simply buying and selling weapons was a bit boring, so he started branching out and connecting contractors and clients. He earned a reputation as a reliable, but short-tempered businessman. His prices were fantastic, and the last person to hustle him was held down and had his forehead burned with Rayse's cigarette.
Level 3: He was on his own for a year, and business was slow. After all, Salvar was large and sparse, and most of the big contractors worked with parties cross-country. Of course, given his craft he attracted all sorts of trouble. Rayse's business had been tampered with, and he had no choice but to team up with a vampire to get his revenge. (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=8675)
Shortly after, he hatched a scheme to get several men to pay their debts all at once by holding up a small town by the name of Tradepost. (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=7572)
News of his exploits spread throughout the city, and Rayse found himself some unwanted attention. (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=9108) Now, he was left with one question: Does he really have a future (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=10170) in this city? He also found himself an unlikely ally through the whole mess, his uncle and partner Teric Bloodrose.
Skills:
Summary: Rayse has some military training, making him proficient at hand-to-hand fighting and knife play. Let's say he can hold his own in a bar fight and then some. Time in the army and confrontations in the underground arms market has toughened Rayse's abilities, and very few would mess with him.
Hand-to-hand Level 3: Expert.
Knife Play Level 3: Specialist.
Sword Play Level 1: Average.
Evasion Level 2: Can dodge and counter-attack at an above-average speed.
Essence of Fire Level 1: Control over fire given to Rayse by a magical rune tattooed into his upper right arm. The rune glows when the power is used. Gives Rayse limited control of fire, with undetermined consequences. He can cause any or every part of his body to ignite into a flame that can't harm him or anything he's wearing, but excessive or prolonged use drains away at his life and leaves him exhausted. Fast motions with his body using breathing techniques can also cause the ignited parts of his body to detach themselves and fly out as ovular shapes, identified by some as fireballs. Rayse prefers to use this ability for its utility (such as lighting his cigarettes) or not at all, as using it in combat is hazardous to his health.
Equipment:
Kapteyn: A large, 6" knife fastened to his ankle. A military knife used by professional Salvaran knife instructors. The dark brown handle scales were made of Liviol wood from trees in Salvar, and the properties of it were hardness and the ease of applying a firm grip. Perhaps there was something else, but Rayse, being so magically uninclined, was unaware of them. The blade was made of stainless steel, and the top of the razor sharp blade had a half-length swage, for reduced cross sectional profile of the spine and therefore, excellent penetration.
A pack of cigarettes and three 5" long, 1.25" wide black, steel throwing knives in his pockets. His wallet.
Hobbies: Fast car(d)s and fast women.