~*Almighty*~
11-23-06, 10:47 PM
Name: Arcturus Novarion
Alias: Hand of Hell
Age: 29
Race: Human
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: Ocean Blue
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 155 lb.
Occupation: Murder-for-hire
Appearance:
Arcturus does not exactly look the part of a killer-for-hire. His white, silken gi, and black leggings do not quite exude a murderous intent in his being. The gi itself is of a very high quality white silk, and is inlaid with a mesh of the metal alloy Steel. He had to practically pay an arm and leg for the gi alone. It has black trim around its borders, and the Steel mesh is very thin, so the gi itself flows and flaps in the wind with ease. Tied tightly around the waste of the hired hitman is a black sash, also made from fine silk. The excess material from the gi is pulled down below the sash in order to reduce any wind drag the gi might catch.
The leggings are black, and, as you may have guessed, made of the same fine silk as the gi and sash, though the gi alone is combined with Steel. Arcturus paid high prices for all of these goods. On his feet, he wears long, white socks made from breathable cotton, and soft, leather sandals provide high comfort. The socks are tailored, by Aructurus himself (after poking his fingers several times with a needle), to have a notch between his large toe and second toe. This way, the thong of the sandals fits comfortably in between the gap.
On his wrists, Arcturus wears metal bracer made from a tough iron, wrapped in durable, boiled leather. They are laced together all the the way from the wrist to the elbow on each arm, and the boiled leather is a shiny black. Beneath the wrist guards are twin, steel cutting edges that are eaily protruded with the flick of a wrist. These are Arcturus' signature pieces, and are stealthily hidden until brought out in their rapid manner.
Arcturus' hair is a spiked style, with the spikes combed to sngle backward. The frosty whiteness of the hair makes it look almost like icicles are sprouting from his scalp. His skin is a fair tan color, with a look of some exposure to the sun. His eyes, ocean blue, look like they go on for infinity in their depth. When he smiles, women seem to melt, and men become very jealous. Arcturus has had to fight off a few angry lovers because he shoots looks at some women, and they like it.
Personality:
Arcturus is not one you would simply take for a killer, especially at first glance. You would need to be a genius or a telepath to know. He is boisterous, flamboyant, and very loud, especially when drunk. In fact, Arcturus is deep lover of alcohol. He enjoys women, money, and his the fix at the tavern as often as possible. He is moody sometimes, and if you cross him, he doesn't hesitate to kill you and make it looks like an accident.
He is very skilled in his murder craft, and charges very high prices for his work. He is very haughty, and considers himself very superior to most individuals due to his ability to silence just about anyone who thinks otherwise. He only looks out for himself in most situations, though he may seem like a nice person at first. He will typically do whatever it takes to advance his own wealth and status, and does not truly care for others as greatly as he would let on.
History:
Arcturus was not an unfortunate child. Unfortuantely, though, he was not very fortunate. Born into a shambling family as the fifth of seven children, his life was often very chaotic. His father, Shioldis, a large-structured fellow with cheeks that looked carved onto his block of a face, was a tough martinet. He was a former military officer, forced into retirement due to a grave leg injury he recieved on the field of batlle. His right leg had been hacked almost compeltely off, and most of the nerves in his legs could no longer respond and recieve messages. It was sewed back together, but he walked on a cane for the rest of his life.
Arcturus' mother, Anya, died when Arcturus was six from stillbirth, trying to give birth to an eighth child. Both she and the unborn infant died on that day. Shioldis had been charged with raising the family after that, and he showed no intentions of ever remarrying. As such, Shioldis ruled the house with a powerful fist, and strictly brought his children up. Arcturus was often the most rebellious, greatly disliking the inhibitions put on him by his father. When he tried to do anything against him, Shioldis would simply whip him toughly, tell him not to cry, and then go on to tell him how much he reminded him of Anya. Anya had been a beautiful woman, with long, fair auburn locks, curled beautifully. Her eyes were a deep green, very much resembling Arcturus' deep blue eyes. He had also managed to inherit his mother's curls along with her spirit.
Arcturus never recieved an education, as all funds were put into the survival of the home and its eight residents. Shioldis had found and maintained a position as a journeyman smith, who became rather skilled at his craft, and could make a sum of money to satisfy costs of living. As the family grew up, and some began to go begin crafts of their own, Arcturus began to carve his own path.
Always feeling like he had been deprived of an education, he began to work as an apprentice carpenter at age sixteen. He used the money to pay for books for studying and fares to go out and explore the world. He was always reading, and learned many skills very quickly. As he continued to grow, however, he realized that he could not continue much longer on what little funds he was earning. He decided a more appropriate flow of cash would be necessary.
He began to watch his father's work, now master of his own smithy, not renowned for perfect quality, but fairly low price, and he could seel his wares and make good money. He watched and learned from his father to understand how to melt down metals, smith them into most things, and work with metals and different types of equipment. So, at age 22, Arcturus started crafting his own wepons in secret. He had decided to become a mercenary, a murderer-for-hire, in order to bring in large amounts of money. He trained himself in weapons battling and swrodplay, and began to augment his skills.
He began to carve a name for himself by doing various jobs for random individuals, many of which were simple chores at first. However, as he began to grow more known for his abilities, those abilities having become very sharp in a very short time, he began to take on more heavy jobs. The hardest job he ever compelted was a one man raid on a drow encampment to bring back the head of the master of the group. The client, a wealthy merchant, had suffered a major loss when the drow group attacked one of his caravans and stolen many of the goods. Arcturus, having become fairly renowned for his quickness and stealth at that point, was a shoe-in for the job, even though he only had a few years' experience.
The mission was a success due to the ability of Arcturus to easily infiltrate a setting without detection, and he immediately raided the house of the master of the encampment. Unfortunately, that drow had been extremely sharp, and a battle between the two ensued, the only reason for which Arcturus was victorious was a clever step to throw the night elf from his usual tactics in battle, and then slice his throat with his wrist blades. He then removed the head, and had to escape a hail of arrows and blades from the enraged drow. That in itself was considered a miracle. The deed was done, and Arcturus' purse was very heavy that day.
Since then, Arcturus has done various jobs for certain people under different names, and is most famously known along the underground as the "Hand of Hell", because that is where he sends most of his enemies.
Skill Set:
Basic Swordplay: Arcturus, having crafted his own shoddy weapons, trained with them slightly, and learned various methods of swordplay on the basic level.
Basic Smithy: Arcturus learned to do some smith work from watching his father for some time in his youth. He can repair and smith weapons and armor.
Advanced Stealth and Infiltration: Arcturus, having been in his assassin craft for several years, has learned to be as silent as the grave when walking, and can cleverly sneak past enemy defenses.
Advanced Close Striking: Arcturus specializes in stealthy and deadly strikes with his blades on his wrists.
Basic Martial Arts: Arcturus has had some situations where he has broken or lost his blades, and had to fight hand to hand. He is not very skilled, but can fight if necessary. Many opponents could overwhelm him without his killing edges.
Equipment (Weapons):
Wrist Blades: Arcturus' blades hidden beneath the bracers on his wrists. They are razor sharp, and very deadly when used for thrusting and slicing. They won't cut deep in most situations, so the hit needs to count.
Equipment (Armor):
Steel Mesh Gi: The white gi is made of silk, and inlaid with a thin mesh of steel. It helps to deter damage from most low strength direct attacks, but cannot deflect a full on slash or thrust.
Alias: Hand of Hell
Age: 29
Race: Human
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: Ocean Blue
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 155 lb.
Occupation: Murder-for-hire
Appearance:
Arcturus does not exactly look the part of a killer-for-hire. His white, silken gi, and black leggings do not quite exude a murderous intent in his being. The gi itself is of a very high quality white silk, and is inlaid with a mesh of the metal alloy Steel. He had to practically pay an arm and leg for the gi alone. It has black trim around its borders, and the Steel mesh is very thin, so the gi itself flows and flaps in the wind with ease. Tied tightly around the waste of the hired hitman is a black sash, also made from fine silk. The excess material from the gi is pulled down below the sash in order to reduce any wind drag the gi might catch.
The leggings are black, and, as you may have guessed, made of the same fine silk as the gi and sash, though the gi alone is combined with Steel. Arcturus paid high prices for all of these goods. On his feet, he wears long, white socks made from breathable cotton, and soft, leather sandals provide high comfort. The socks are tailored, by Aructurus himself (after poking his fingers several times with a needle), to have a notch between his large toe and second toe. This way, the thong of the sandals fits comfortably in between the gap.
On his wrists, Arcturus wears metal bracer made from a tough iron, wrapped in durable, boiled leather. They are laced together all the the way from the wrist to the elbow on each arm, and the boiled leather is a shiny black. Beneath the wrist guards are twin, steel cutting edges that are eaily protruded with the flick of a wrist. These are Arcturus' signature pieces, and are stealthily hidden until brought out in their rapid manner.
Arcturus' hair is a spiked style, with the spikes combed to sngle backward. The frosty whiteness of the hair makes it look almost like icicles are sprouting from his scalp. His skin is a fair tan color, with a look of some exposure to the sun. His eyes, ocean blue, look like they go on for infinity in their depth. When he smiles, women seem to melt, and men become very jealous. Arcturus has had to fight off a few angry lovers because he shoots looks at some women, and they like it.
Personality:
Arcturus is not one you would simply take for a killer, especially at first glance. You would need to be a genius or a telepath to know. He is boisterous, flamboyant, and very loud, especially when drunk. In fact, Arcturus is deep lover of alcohol. He enjoys women, money, and his the fix at the tavern as often as possible. He is moody sometimes, and if you cross him, he doesn't hesitate to kill you and make it looks like an accident.
He is very skilled in his murder craft, and charges very high prices for his work. He is very haughty, and considers himself very superior to most individuals due to his ability to silence just about anyone who thinks otherwise. He only looks out for himself in most situations, though he may seem like a nice person at first. He will typically do whatever it takes to advance his own wealth and status, and does not truly care for others as greatly as he would let on.
History:
Arcturus was not an unfortunate child. Unfortuantely, though, he was not very fortunate. Born into a shambling family as the fifth of seven children, his life was often very chaotic. His father, Shioldis, a large-structured fellow with cheeks that looked carved onto his block of a face, was a tough martinet. He was a former military officer, forced into retirement due to a grave leg injury he recieved on the field of batlle. His right leg had been hacked almost compeltely off, and most of the nerves in his legs could no longer respond and recieve messages. It was sewed back together, but he walked on a cane for the rest of his life.
Arcturus' mother, Anya, died when Arcturus was six from stillbirth, trying to give birth to an eighth child. Both she and the unborn infant died on that day. Shioldis had been charged with raising the family after that, and he showed no intentions of ever remarrying. As such, Shioldis ruled the house with a powerful fist, and strictly brought his children up. Arcturus was often the most rebellious, greatly disliking the inhibitions put on him by his father. When he tried to do anything against him, Shioldis would simply whip him toughly, tell him not to cry, and then go on to tell him how much he reminded him of Anya. Anya had been a beautiful woman, with long, fair auburn locks, curled beautifully. Her eyes were a deep green, very much resembling Arcturus' deep blue eyes. He had also managed to inherit his mother's curls along with her spirit.
Arcturus never recieved an education, as all funds were put into the survival of the home and its eight residents. Shioldis had found and maintained a position as a journeyman smith, who became rather skilled at his craft, and could make a sum of money to satisfy costs of living. As the family grew up, and some began to go begin crafts of their own, Arcturus began to carve his own path.
Always feeling like he had been deprived of an education, he began to work as an apprentice carpenter at age sixteen. He used the money to pay for books for studying and fares to go out and explore the world. He was always reading, and learned many skills very quickly. As he continued to grow, however, he realized that he could not continue much longer on what little funds he was earning. He decided a more appropriate flow of cash would be necessary.
He began to watch his father's work, now master of his own smithy, not renowned for perfect quality, but fairly low price, and he could seel his wares and make good money. He watched and learned from his father to understand how to melt down metals, smith them into most things, and work with metals and different types of equipment. So, at age 22, Arcturus started crafting his own wepons in secret. He had decided to become a mercenary, a murderer-for-hire, in order to bring in large amounts of money. He trained himself in weapons battling and swrodplay, and began to augment his skills.
He began to carve a name for himself by doing various jobs for random individuals, many of which were simple chores at first. However, as he began to grow more known for his abilities, those abilities having become very sharp in a very short time, he began to take on more heavy jobs. The hardest job he ever compelted was a one man raid on a drow encampment to bring back the head of the master of the group. The client, a wealthy merchant, had suffered a major loss when the drow group attacked one of his caravans and stolen many of the goods. Arcturus, having become fairly renowned for his quickness and stealth at that point, was a shoe-in for the job, even though he only had a few years' experience.
The mission was a success due to the ability of Arcturus to easily infiltrate a setting without detection, and he immediately raided the house of the master of the encampment. Unfortunately, that drow had been extremely sharp, and a battle between the two ensued, the only reason for which Arcturus was victorious was a clever step to throw the night elf from his usual tactics in battle, and then slice his throat with his wrist blades. He then removed the head, and had to escape a hail of arrows and blades from the enraged drow. That in itself was considered a miracle. The deed was done, and Arcturus' purse was very heavy that day.
Since then, Arcturus has done various jobs for certain people under different names, and is most famously known along the underground as the "Hand of Hell", because that is where he sends most of his enemies.
Skill Set:
Basic Swordplay: Arcturus, having crafted his own shoddy weapons, trained with them slightly, and learned various methods of swordplay on the basic level.
Basic Smithy: Arcturus learned to do some smith work from watching his father for some time in his youth. He can repair and smith weapons and armor.
Advanced Stealth and Infiltration: Arcturus, having been in his assassin craft for several years, has learned to be as silent as the grave when walking, and can cleverly sneak past enemy defenses.
Advanced Close Striking: Arcturus specializes in stealthy and deadly strikes with his blades on his wrists.
Basic Martial Arts: Arcturus has had some situations where he has broken or lost his blades, and had to fight hand to hand. He is not very skilled, but can fight if necessary. Many opponents could overwhelm him without his killing edges.
Equipment (Weapons):
Wrist Blades: Arcturus' blades hidden beneath the bracers on his wrists. They are razor sharp, and very deadly when used for thrusting and slicing. They won't cut deep in most situations, so the hit needs to count.
Equipment (Armor):
Steel Mesh Gi: The white gi is made of silk, and inlaid with a thin mesh of steel. It helps to deter damage from most low strength direct attacks, but cannot deflect a full on slash or thrust.