Post by WolfMortum on Sept 14, 2015 22:51:57 GMT 12
Name:
Cerberus
Age:
Twenty three
Alias's:
The figures true name to be unknown, his only self proclaimed title being Cerberus, due the the amount of beings he'd delivered into the depths of hell.
Title:
The Assassin of Shadows
Height:
5'9
Weight:
75Kg's
Species:
Mortal, Human
Alliances:
Though carrying the name of the Death family, Ceberus had only truly been accepted into the Ranks of the Deaths by KnOT himself, taking advantage of the young mortals abilities and promoting the man to be the first of the Vampires personal elites, Unknown to the rest of the Deaths, the mortal human is merely looked upon as a figure of lesser importance.
APPEARANCE:
Facials:
Though most can read someone's expression directly through their facial expressions, Cerberus's appearance comes off as rather cold, very rarely showing any emotion, making the man hard to read when confronting him.
Eyes:
A cold yellow Iris surrounds this mans pure black pupils, they say the eyes are the windows to your soul, though they also say Cerberus has none, tread lightly when being looked upon by this figure of death for mercy is not a well known trait of this one.
Clothing:
Keeping to the old code of his once highly efficient creed, Cerberus had remained to the dress code of the Assassins of Shadows.
Cerberus's white cloak, a large coat staring at the mans ankles and ending at the top of his head with a baggy hood, the sides at the bottom of the cloak ride slightly higher at his knees whilst the back of the cloak has a vertical slit allowing the Assassin great maneuverability when required to attain certain objectives, the hood working in the mans advantage is used to keep him from being recognized from any who may know him, though none know what he looks like in this current cities vicinity.
Worn around the males wrists, over lapping the sleeves of his cloak are heavy steel plated bracelets that end at either elbow, other than for combat reasons, these bracelets also help the mortal from injuring himself after making daring leaps from rooftop to rooftop, matching these, covering his hands are a pair of lightly plated gloves, identical to the foreign symbols on the bracelets, most would call this pair of clothing, his combat gauntlets.
Beneath his cloak, wrapped around the mans torso is a tank top, coated with chain mail to stop most blades from penetrating his flesh, his pants however only holding reinforcement at the knees and shins, this aiding him in battle, adding to the brute force behind his unnatural strength.
The last addition to Cerberus's clothing is a strong leather belt, wrapping around his waist with two straps on the left, moving up his torso to be tightly crossed over his right shoulder and connect back to the very same belt, this reinforced leather belt made by Cerberus himself, fit perfectly to sheath his blades along with a small line of pockets along the straps where his throwing knives lay.
Weaponry:
The first item of weaponry sheathed upon the left side of his belt, a rather weighted long sword, styled to the likeness of a Katana yet heavier and double edged at the blade, the hilt itself crafted to fit specifically into his grasp, the sword of choice, he had named, the Redeemer.
To the right side of the mans belt and to the back, the figures twin combat knives lay sheathed, stirring at his every move, despite having his sword, the knives had seen more blood than any other Weapon laid in his hands, these serrated edges of almost impenetrable steel sharp enough to swiftly tear through the flesh of Cerberus's victims alike nothing seen around the large city, this causing others to realize the assassin to have come from a far, other land.
Abilities:
Very skilled in a variety of combat styles including with a blade or two blades, the use of guns and ammunition to the simplest of all these, hand to hand combat, disarming and submissive techniques, Cerberus has made it his top priority to exceed all expectations of himself when it comes to fighting with and without any form of weapon.
Constructing his own form of martial arts and fighting techniques, his crosses several different forms of martial arts, using all to further his own fighting style, this making him unpredictable unless studied intensely upon while in combat.
Past History:
The strangers family had always been a mystery to the man, discovered in the middle of nowhere out amongst the country side, a group of traveling hunters had come across him whilst having ventured farther than planned, alone and wrapped in a black silk cloth when just an infant, his parents, he’d come to believe, had left him for dead, not caring nor wanting him, the small boy was quickly sold off to the first buyer willing to take him.
Cerberus, having been thrown about some of the harshest fighting rings known to mortals since being discovered, had grown strong both physically and mentally, having no choice but to fight his opponents or die beneath the hand of his "Owner". Having learned to block out most emotional weaknesses, unable to avoid the insults from others had also led the boy to get involved in the arts of combat training, teaching himself to deal with all kinds of blades and other weaponry.
Longing for his parents, not to hold them but to question them as to why he’d been condemned to such a petty existence, Cerberus soon fled his surroundings in search of them, the hatred within the young man consuming him in his quest for knowledge and perhaps revenge.
Having killed his now old master and making a name for himself, the mortal suddenly vanished from all who'd come to know of him, taking a new way of life under a group of mercenary assassins, later, all except for Cerberus himself, to be killed trying to take the Contract for the head of the Death Vampire, KnOT, inspiring the two figures meeting within fate.
Having left the slave Master many years ago, Cerberus had grown into something of a traveler, moving about his own business, the strange figure never came to on rely on anyone else, though he’d come across many others since fleeing.
With such a rough life having been thrown at him since birth, Cerberus had learned to become something of a sinister being to those who beckoned such a result, seeing no fit reason to respect another being who hadn’t earned it, the man had come to find a rather large number of enemies left in his wake.
None of them understood him, he wasn’t always so dense and untrusting…Then again, the man having never allowed himself to get close to another, how would he know?
Fighting a losing battle, he had not yet found any indication of the person he should have been, Cerberus had stepped out from the nothingness in his past in search for a possibly brighter future.
Cerberus
Age:
Twenty three
Alias's:
The figures true name to be unknown, his only self proclaimed title being Cerberus, due the the amount of beings he'd delivered into the depths of hell.
Title:
The Assassin of Shadows
Height:
5'9
Weight:
75Kg's
Species:
Mortal, Human
Alliances:
Though carrying the name of the Death family, Ceberus had only truly been accepted into the Ranks of the Deaths by KnOT himself, taking advantage of the young mortals abilities and promoting the man to be the first of the Vampires personal elites, Unknown to the rest of the Deaths, the mortal human is merely looked upon as a figure of lesser importance.
APPEARANCE:
Facials:
Though most can read someone's expression directly through their facial expressions, Cerberus's appearance comes off as rather cold, very rarely showing any emotion, making the man hard to read when confronting him.
Eyes:
A cold yellow Iris surrounds this mans pure black pupils, they say the eyes are the windows to your soul, though they also say Cerberus has none, tread lightly when being looked upon by this figure of death for mercy is not a well known trait of this one.
Clothing:
Keeping to the old code of his once highly efficient creed, Cerberus had remained to the dress code of the Assassins of Shadows.
Cerberus's white cloak, a large coat staring at the mans ankles and ending at the top of his head with a baggy hood, the sides at the bottom of the cloak ride slightly higher at his knees whilst the back of the cloak has a vertical slit allowing the Assassin great maneuverability when required to attain certain objectives, the hood working in the mans advantage is used to keep him from being recognized from any who may know him, though none know what he looks like in this current cities vicinity.
Worn around the males wrists, over lapping the sleeves of his cloak are heavy steel plated bracelets that end at either elbow, other than for combat reasons, these bracelets also help the mortal from injuring himself after making daring leaps from rooftop to rooftop, matching these, covering his hands are a pair of lightly plated gloves, identical to the foreign symbols on the bracelets, most would call this pair of clothing, his combat gauntlets.
Beneath his cloak, wrapped around the mans torso is a tank top, coated with chain mail to stop most blades from penetrating his flesh, his pants however only holding reinforcement at the knees and shins, this aiding him in battle, adding to the brute force behind his unnatural strength.
The last addition to Cerberus's clothing is a strong leather belt, wrapping around his waist with two straps on the left, moving up his torso to be tightly crossed over his right shoulder and connect back to the very same belt, this reinforced leather belt made by Cerberus himself, fit perfectly to sheath his blades along with a small line of pockets along the straps where his throwing knives lay.
Weaponry:
The first item of weaponry sheathed upon the left side of his belt, a rather weighted long sword, styled to the likeness of a Katana yet heavier and double edged at the blade, the hilt itself crafted to fit specifically into his grasp, the sword of choice, he had named, the Redeemer.
To the right side of the mans belt and to the back, the figures twin combat knives lay sheathed, stirring at his every move, despite having his sword, the knives had seen more blood than any other Weapon laid in his hands, these serrated edges of almost impenetrable steel sharp enough to swiftly tear through the flesh of Cerberus's victims alike nothing seen around the large city, this causing others to realize the assassin to have come from a far, other land.
Abilities:
Very skilled in a variety of combat styles including with a blade or two blades, the use of guns and ammunition to the simplest of all these, hand to hand combat, disarming and submissive techniques, Cerberus has made it his top priority to exceed all expectations of himself when it comes to fighting with and without any form of weapon.
Constructing his own form of martial arts and fighting techniques, his crosses several different forms of martial arts, using all to further his own fighting style, this making him unpredictable unless studied intensely upon while in combat.
Past History:
The strangers family had always been a mystery to the man, discovered in the middle of nowhere out amongst the country side, a group of traveling hunters had come across him whilst having ventured farther than planned, alone and wrapped in a black silk cloth when just an infant, his parents, he’d come to believe, had left him for dead, not caring nor wanting him, the small boy was quickly sold off to the first buyer willing to take him.
Cerberus, having been thrown about some of the harshest fighting rings known to mortals since being discovered, had grown strong both physically and mentally, having no choice but to fight his opponents or die beneath the hand of his "Owner". Having learned to block out most emotional weaknesses, unable to avoid the insults from others had also led the boy to get involved in the arts of combat training, teaching himself to deal with all kinds of blades and other weaponry.
Longing for his parents, not to hold them but to question them as to why he’d been condemned to such a petty existence, Cerberus soon fled his surroundings in search of them, the hatred within the young man consuming him in his quest for knowledge and perhaps revenge.
Having killed his now old master and making a name for himself, the mortal suddenly vanished from all who'd come to know of him, taking a new way of life under a group of mercenary assassins, later, all except for Cerberus himself, to be killed trying to take the Contract for the head of the Death Vampire, KnOT, inspiring the two figures meeting within fate.
Having left the slave Master many years ago, Cerberus had grown into something of a traveler, moving about his own business, the strange figure never came to on rely on anyone else, though he’d come across many others since fleeing.
With such a rough life having been thrown at him since birth, Cerberus had learned to become something of a sinister being to those who beckoned such a result, seeing no fit reason to respect another being who hadn’t earned it, the man had come to find a rather large number of enemies left in his wake.
None of them understood him, he wasn’t always so dense and untrusting…Then again, the man having never allowed himself to get close to another, how would he know?
Fighting a losing battle, he had not yet found any indication of the person he should have been, Cerberus had stepped out from the nothingness in his past in search for a possibly brighter future.