Silent Fist:
Full Real Name: Azrius D'vinn
Nickname: Silent Fist
Email Address: [email protected]
Class: Assassin
Species: Human
Age: 21
Birthdate: Unknown
Eye Color: Steel Grey
Hair Color: Shiny silver
Hair Style: Shaggy bangs that hang on all sides.
Height: 6'3" Weight: 165 lbs
Hometown: Unknown (Gaia)
Weapon Specification: Fist Weapons
Weapon Name: Cat's Claws
Nickname given to Weapon: Unknown
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral
Clothes: A sleeveless silver muscle shirt with a long metallic belt across the chest. Long black, but slightly baggy wind pants which have Small metallic straps around them at the knees. On his bare arms around the elbows are the same material straps. On the back of each fist there is a metallic square which can then extend into fighting claws if he wants to actually kill his opponent.
Personality: He's a joker, a loner, and usually a con artist at best. While making a living killing people for a price, he's actually quite a good friend, as long as you aren't his next target. Every once and a while he might budge off from killing and actually go adventure with some friends he's met or the sort, but he tries to stick to his proffession best he can.
Quote: "Heheh... I think your diagnosed with alittle bit of intimidation at this point."
Origin:
Really not much was known about him, as at first he was but a wanderer. He never stayed in one place for long and always moved on to something, or somewhere new. One town he visited was solely out from everyone, very remote. So he stayed just alittle longer then usuall.. It was too long, for just the night he were to leave, Aethiests attacked the village burning everything. He hid at the first sign of them. As the made camp before they went home, Azrius was appalled at their manner of such killing. Not that he hated killing, he loved it. But slaughter was not his style. So he was going to show them his style. Assasination. He crept threw the camp bring forth his claws on the back of each hand slowly whispering their name to his self, "Don't fail me my Reapers.. I must show them what killing really is." He crept from tent to tent silently cutting a throat or two at each un notticed the whole time. After killing everyone, he sat at their fire and began to eat their food, sleep, wake up, then move on.