Innocent_Fun
02-12-09, 10:06 PM
Name: Blight Hyde
Age: 24
Race: Human
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6'1
Weight: 141lbs
Occupation: Assassin
Appearance: His black hair hangs just a little past his ears and eyebrows. His face, as well as the rest of his body, is pale and sickly. His eye's are round and bulged with large black bags under them due to lack of sleep. The rest of his body is slim and frail looking and riddled with scars and deep lacerations in multiple areas. Both arms are rigged with rusty steel gauntlets that form into claws at the hands. His Armor, or lack thereof, is nothing but a rugged looking leather torso piece and pants. As for his feet, he is normally seen barefoot in public.
Personality: To put it quite frankly, he is insane. He speaks to himself, constantly smiling, never sleeps, and kills only for pure amusement. He has a job as an assassin but only when he feels the urge. Most of his time is spent searching the world of Althanas for worthy warriors to kill. Due to the fact that he was cut off from human contact for ten years, he is known to speak not only to himself but to people that may not even be there.
Weapon: Rusty steel claws and the numbing poison that flows in his blood. The poison in his blood can be soaked into a persons skin but doesn't have much affect. If he soaks his weapon with his blood and manages to cut the enemy the effect of it is increased. ((Skin contact with his blood lasts as long as a single post but when his blood comes in contact with the enemies blood the effect last as long as two posts.))
((Note about his poison. Due to the fact that he gives himself the poison constantly on a daily basis, he has built up a mild immunity. He can move his body but has no feeling in it. This can be a double-edged sword however because while he won't flinch or cringe when he is struck, he fails to understand his own limits until it's too late. The normal effects of the poison is numbing which normally creates a loss of reaction speed and power in the struck limb. He is still addicted to the poison and if time goes by that he can't get a hold of it, he will begin to suffer from withdraw. This will make him a bit more aggressive in battle but does nothing to affect his combat skill.))
Skills:
Acrobatics-above average
Speed-above average
Strength-below average
Defense-below average
((No form of magic or long range weapons as of yet))
((Brief overview of fighting style. He doesn't fight with strength, only his speed and acrobatics. His style of fighting is to inflict minor blows with his claws that numb the enemy. He draws fights out by not making fatal attempts unless he is bored. To coat his claws with poison, he will often self inflict wounds to himself during battle. It's his insane personality that leads him to make such irrational decisions in battle.))
History: Blight was born and raised in a normal home. His story didn't get started until he was eleven, when a local military destroyed his home. He was struck with a poison arrow that contained a numbing poison. He collapsed and awoke in a prison. The first couple of years were hell. He was tortured and beaten on a regular basis and treated as a neglected pet. He was kept away from everyone and soldiers would take turns taking out there frustrations on him.
One soldier felt a mild sense of sympathy for him but knew that he could do nothing to release him. Instead, he would inject the boy with the same poison that was on the poison arrow. Every morning he would do this and throughout the day he felt nothing. The beatings felt like nothing but a touch, the whips felt like feathers, and his emotions were as solid as stone.
However, the poison was much like a drug and, like most drugs, it was addictive. Blight began to yearn for his daily dosage and it began to affect his mentally. His solid stone personality began to change as his body began to build an immunity to the poison. It destroyed his nerves and soon the dosages were no longer needed. He began to miss the feeling of pain and taunted the guards to make there blows harder. He still felt nothing, he began to inflict pain on himself in his spare time but no matter how deep the wound went, he still felt nothing.
He was twenty-one when the castle was seized and he was finally released. He escaped during the confusion and has been living life as a homeless man. He would kill wanderers for no reason to feel the rush but soon they weren't enough to keep him content. He vowed to search out only the most powerful to kill. Two years have passed since then......
Familiar: Though it's not really someone, he is constantly speaking to someone when he isn't speaking to himself. He will carry on conversations with them and sometimes refers to himself as "we". It could be something like an invisible friend.
Age: 24
Race: Human
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6'1
Weight: 141lbs
Occupation: Assassin
Appearance: His black hair hangs just a little past his ears and eyebrows. His face, as well as the rest of his body, is pale and sickly. His eye's are round and bulged with large black bags under them due to lack of sleep. The rest of his body is slim and frail looking and riddled with scars and deep lacerations in multiple areas. Both arms are rigged with rusty steel gauntlets that form into claws at the hands. His Armor, or lack thereof, is nothing but a rugged looking leather torso piece and pants. As for his feet, he is normally seen barefoot in public.
Personality: To put it quite frankly, he is insane. He speaks to himself, constantly smiling, never sleeps, and kills only for pure amusement. He has a job as an assassin but only when he feels the urge. Most of his time is spent searching the world of Althanas for worthy warriors to kill. Due to the fact that he was cut off from human contact for ten years, he is known to speak not only to himself but to people that may not even be there.
Weapon: Rusty steel claws and the numbing poison that flows in his blood. The poison in his blood can be soaked into a persons skin but doesn't have much affect. If he soaks his weapon with his blood and manages to cut the enemy the effect of it is increased. ((Skin contact with his blood lasts as long as a single post but when his blood comes in contact with the enemies blood the effect last as long as two posts.))
((Note about his poison. Due to the fact that he gives himself the poison constantly on a daily basis, he has built up a mild immunity. He can move his body but has no feeling in it. This can be a double-edged sword however because while he won't flinch or cringe when he is struck, he fails to understand his own limits until it's too late. The normal effects of the poison is numbing which normally creates a loss of reaction speed and power in the struck limb. He is still addicted to the poison and if time goes by that he can't get a hold of it, he will begin to suffer from withdraw. This will make him a bit more aggressive in battle but does nothing to affect his combat skill.))
Skills:
Acrobatics-above average
Speed-above average
Strength-below average
Defense-below average
((No form of magic or long range weapons as of yet))
((Brief overview of fighting style. He doesn't fight with strength, only his speed and acrobatics. His style of fighting is to inflict minor blows with his claws that numb the enemy. He draws fights out by not making fatal attempts unless he is bored. To coat his claws with poison, he will often self inflict wounds to himself during battle. It's his insane personality that leads him to make such irrational decisions in battle.))
History: Blight was born and raised in a normal home. His story didn't get started until he was eleven, when a local military destroyed his home. He was struck with a poison arrow that contained a numbing poison. He collapsed and awoke in a prison. The first couple of years were hell. He was tortured and beaten on a regular basis and treated as a neglected pet. He was kept away from everyone and soldiers would take turns taking out there frustrations on him.
One soldier felt a mild sense of sympathy for him but knew that he could do nothing to release him. Instead, he would inject the boy with the same poison that was on the poison arrow. Every morning he would do this and throughout the day he felt nothing. The beatings felt like nothing but a touch, the whips felt like feathers, and his emotions were as solid as stone.
However, the poison was much like a drug and, like most drugs, it was addictive. Blight began to yearn for his daily dosage and it began to affect his mentally. His solid stone personality began to change as his body began to build an immunity to the poison. It destroyed his nerves and soon the dosages were no longer needed. He began to miss the feeling of pain and taunted the guards to make there blows harder. He still felt nothing, he began to inflict pain on himself in his spare time but no matter how deep the wound went, he still felt nothing.
He was twenty-one when the castle was seized and he was finally released. He escaped during the confusion and has been living life as a homeless man. He would kill wanderers for no reason to feel the rush but soon they weren't enough to keep him content. He vowed to search out only the most powerful to kill. Two years have passed since then......
Familiar: Though it's not really someone, he is constantly speaking to someone when he isn't speaking to himself. He will carry on conversations with them and sometimes refers to himself as "we". It could be something like an invisible friend.