Screen Name: Poison_Unlimited
Alias: "Poison"
Real Name: Unknown
Age: Appears to be the human equivalent of 26
Eyes: Forest Green
Hair Color: Dark brown, dull-green tips.
Race: Wood Elf/Poison Elf
Occupation: Assassin/Bringer of The Goal/Spy/Sabotage

Poison was very young when he realized his hate for women. His father was very abusive to his mother, and that implanted a psychological image of male superiority which would make a horrendous turn to the elf's mind. The constant thoughts boiled in the back of his mind, causing him to go "psychotic", believing women to be on a much lesser level than males. He killed his mother, and father for being married to a woman, before running away into the forests. His actual name is unknown, as it was stricken from the records upon the Elders discovering the two murders.

He grew up in the forests, made much easier by the fact he was a Wood Elf. He spent most of his time hunting, for food, for drink, for shelter, or for the unwitting female traveller who would occasionally show. He would periodically visit towns, taverns, and inns...but he didn't waste much time in such places. His aim was honed on squirrels and rabbits, his skill on bears and wild boar. Until the human age of 25, he survived on his own.

Then, upon reaching 25, he took it upon himself to go hunting for female prey. His quick kills, and lack of leaving evidence of himself behind, quickly earned him a role of "assassin" in the Ayenee community. Very few know of the man's occupation, and even less the leanings of his mind towards the opinion of women. He made his living upon destroying that of others. A favorite way of killing was poison, as it was quick, and could be delayed...moreso reducing the chance of finding the person responsible.

When he wasn't killing, he was reading, expanding his mind...for he was a firm believer in the fact that knowledge is power. He learned to dissolve his accent, and studied various languages, and he quickly became able to modify the accent to any of 12 different languages. With each accent, and attitude, he assigned a persona, giving him freedom to move around. He uses Poison as a business name, and only he knows his realm name...though even he has trouble recalling it after all this time. Through reading, he became a successful and re-knowned botanist and biologist in the scientific field. Via various experimentations, he managed to build an immunity to virtually all poisons known, and some which are not. He has also made some of his own design, which he stores in tiny orbs of differing colors for containment.

He later on joined the Thornns under Hex and Marius. Soon after the joining of this clan, he was approached by Nesentra after taking care of a woman he had found drinking near a stream. He was given the chance to join the Poison Elves, and took it, seeing them as another way to slaughter even more women. Nesentra brought him in, and he was changed into a Poison Elf, and dawned with the gift of the Sixth Sense. He still possesses this gift, and is now even capable of dodging attacks before they are thrown with only light concentration. He wears a hat to conceal the elongated ears, and contacts to disguise the man's green/crimson eyes. His teeth were filed down back to their original shape, so he would not draw so much attention.

When Pitt returned to claim his role as leader of the Thornns, Poison found himself allied with the midget ex-leader, and was assisting him in plotting Hex's demise. However, his allignment was discovered, and between a paralyzing attack from Hex...and a magical blow given by Marius...Poison was rendered a pile of ashes. He remained this way for months, trapped in the pitts of Hell, where he thought himself caught for eternity.

However, a GriGori angel soon discovered Poison's death, and remade his body in a sort of apology for his brother's attack on Poison at an earlier date. Poison was returned to the way he was before, save his clothing and weapons, which he had to re-make for himself. The experience of death and torment further warped his mind, causing him to believe he was a Messenger of God, and his purpose was to destroy women. He no longer thought them lesser than men, but lesser than all beings. They were the cause of sin in the world, which would later on become basis for his belief in The Goal.

He returned to the Poison Elves after resuming one of his older personas, shunning the Thornns to whatever fate awaited them in their destruction in the months of Poison's death. He resumed working for Nesentra, assassinating those whom he was paid to kill, and any who stood in the way of Poison Elves. During this time, he refined his biological neuro-toxin, which was originally designed to kill Hex. The gas, when released, would react upon inhalation or contact of skin. The nerve endings would be deadened, rendering the person numb for a moment, while the gas worked it's way to the spinal column. There, it released a strong acid, which would desolve through the spine, causing paralyzation. The acid would then spread throughout the body, eating the person away from the inside out...until they were a pile of goo. He has also made various designs of the same type, for different types of enemies...and has been known to sell vials for hundreds of dollars a piece.

He also made a design for a costume during this particular point in time. Resembling the "Batman Forever" costume, save without rockets on the bottom of the shoes. The eyes of the mask held various detection devices, and the hands housed a "shooter" which would fire a thick type of green goo made out of a chemical of his own design. It adhered to any substance it touched, and allowed him to swing, or hang from virtually anywhere. A thin piece of cloth was placed between the forearm and the side...which allowed gliding to a softer landing. The hands and feet held thousands of miniature suction cups, which also allowed him to stick to various objects. Pockets were placed on the side to hold his toys, amongst them a "RazorWing"...which was bat-shaped throwing-tool with adamantium edges. After throwing, it would spin, and return to his hand, which offered for two separate blows to the victim.

While in one particular search of prey, he found a woman stranded beside the road due to a flat tire. He approached her, offering to help, and planning to slit her throat upon the second she took her eyes off of him. However, before he had the chance, a creature made completely of black and green "goo" attacked him. It flowed over his body, and bonded itself to Poison's...along with the elf's mind. It was revealed to be an alien symbiote called "Kachalla", who shared Poison's views on women. This symbiote was much like the Spider-Man comic's Carnage, able to form the skin into any melee weapon, or primitive projectile, upon thought. He gained the ability to adhere to objects, disguise himself by commanding the symbiote to become a particular substance, and the ability to nullify a sixth-sense type of detection.

He killed the woman, and soon was pushed even farther past the line of sanity due to the constant voices of Kachalla within his mind. Though, the symbiote and elf finally did come to terms after a ghost-woman allowed Poison one wish...which he wished that the symbiote was calmer in it's speaking and incessant bitching. However, there was a two week period where Poison was completely insane. He slaughtered countless numbers of "Whores" and "Traitors" whenever he suspected them.

While the symbiote was first attached, Poison developed the idea of "The Goal". The Goal, is the point in time where Men own the Whores as slaves and cattle. The Whores are kept in a separate house, more like a barn, and used only for entertainment in the form of rape and killing, or reproduction for more Whores to serve more Men, as well as more Men. He refers to those who share his opinion as "The Few", the women as "Whores", and the men who affiliate with the Whores as "Traitors". Whores and Traitors are slaughtered, to reduce the sin in the world, and for a chance for the world to repent in blood of those who caused it's downfall.

He purched a chain of four islands about 600 miles Southeast of the coast of Ayenee. He hired a crew of workers, and constructed a castle on one of the islands. Each is covered with poisonous vegetation and animals, and pools of water hold schools of Amazon Piranha. Molten geysers are also common on these islands, making it a place of literal death. The unique vegetation and pollen emitted, cause a nullifying effect of magic cast...which prevents any such abilities from being used. That includes teleportation, gate-stepping, soul-stealing, soul-recovery, healing...all of the basic things. It is not known which island Poison actually resides on, and he does not spend all of his time there, as he is usually out hunting for Whores. While he is away, his workers maintain the gardens and the castle in top condition for their master's return.

He abonded weapons after the gaining of Kachalla, seeking to instead use the symbiote's natural ability to form weaponry out of the skin. He has even learned how to cause the tip of the weapons to become coated with poison, by altering the DNA and molecule configuration of the "goo". He can form tendrils, sharp projectiles, hammers, axes, swords, spikes, and various other objects simply by using the mental connection between himself and the symbiote. He saves these gifts only when the kill is guaranteed, or when no witnesses are present to testify to the man's gifts. His body is much more agile than previous, and ten times as strong. He has, during a conflict with a troll, picked up the creature and hurled it nearly a mile into the forest. The skin can regenerate wounds inflicted to Poison's body, but this takes time...longer if active fighting is pursued. Shorter if resting...

Among his more popular gadgets, his his wristwatch he wears upon the right wrist. On the bottom of the band, is mounted a 6-barelled dart launcher. Each barell sports a tiny dart tipped with a heavy sedative of his own design. The chemical travels faster than the nerve impulses of the body, which causes the victim to fall unconscious before even feeling the prick of the dart. The dosage on the dart is strong enough to cause an unconscious sleep in bull elephants for 6-8 hours.

Despite this, however, he has no defense against most magics. Extreme heat or cold causes the symbiote great pain, sending a tremor of the same through Poison's body. This causes him to back off from most fights to recuperate, or to get far enough away where the temperature is closer to normal. He does, however, have strong defenses against psionic attacks and telepathic scans of the mind, due to the symbiote coating. It protects both it's owner and itself in this manner to prevent seperation, which would mean it's death if not bound to a host again. It is rumored Poison has developed a weapon to prevent magic useage at all, but, no one really knows for sure.

Poison is credited with a 100% completion rate upon all jobs thus far. Employers who have been lucky enough to afford his services refer to him as "Sure thing", due to the success rate of the man's assassinations. Exactly how to reach the man isn't known, as many do not even know he exists. Among his more famous killings are the assassination of the 'tender of The Jaded Tavern for 500,000 in gold. Along with other high-ranking members of various clans, though, no proof of his involvement has been found. Bodies are rare to find after he has completed the job, and souls are rarely ever returned...as for some weird reason, they cannot be summoned back to the body.

The Poison Elf assassin is also fond of torturing victims if they are deemed "Whores" or "Traitors". The exact nature of the tortures is currently unknown, but, someone who managed to make contact with a soul was nearly driven insane from the sheer backlash. Memories of both persons were soon wiped clean, and neither could remember any of the incident...though witnesses have managed to tell a precious few. Poison usually brings them back to his island home for the torturings, but, has various warehouses purchased throughout Ayenee in case something drastic is needed in a short amount of time.

A common saying upon those who know of Poison's occupation:

"If you want the job done...get an assassin. If you want the job done right, get Poison"