Name: Krassin
-Gender: male
-Age: 26
-Appearance: Krassin is an average Height of 5’7. He is very slender but also appears quite fit. He has shortish black hair. On his face he (always) wears a skull mask through which his cold and heartless dark brown eyes glare (his eyes might as well be two deep black holes which suck the joy out of anyone who dares to look at him directly). If his glare wasn’t bad enough, you are then subject to his twisted grin of serrated teeth. He wears a chainmail suit of armour which has seen better days. Over this he wears a faded white tabard with a hood that has random traces of dry blood. He wears a pair of thin black gloves and a pair of dirty dark brown boots. To his left appears to rest an old worn out broadsword (Other people could consider it to be worthless) which sometimes rattles violently within its ornate scabbard. On his back he carries a kite shield which has the mark of the Infinite Serenade stamped on it and a light backpack.
-Personality:
Likes: Being a huge douche, War, purging in the name of his guild, long walks on the beach, Cecilia (His sword), Riding and hunting.
Dislikes: His enemies, his enemy’s family, extended family and close friends. He dislikes those who stand against his guild and anyone who wishes to take his prized possession away.
Reactions: Krassin usually takes a long time to like anyone. Everyone he meets (who is not an immediate enemy) he neither likes nor dislikes, so he is fairly neutral. Neutral in the way that he treats most people the same. Like dirt. For that, he is considered horrid and heartless. He is extremely protective of his rusty broadsword and will not be afraid to take action against anyone who dares to part him with it. He is a warmonger at heart and can’t resist a chance to get some free kills. He is a man who respects the law to a degree, especially the morals of his guild. If you are somehow grouped with him, he will do the honourable thing and help where he can.
Hobbies: Killing and collecting souls.
-Abilities:
Fighting style: Sword and Shield style
He is amazingly quick on his feet, which makes him seem far more of a rogue than a fighter.
While Krassin has no magical abilities, his worthless looking sword is quite the opposite. Krassin is bonded forever with his sword, Cecilia, which is a very rare type of soul collecting device. Every time Krassin is able to kill an opponent, the essence of that person is sucked into the blade. Cecilia then stores that soul for later use. The more souls Krassin is able to obtain, the more powers he is able to unlock with his sword.
-Weapons/Equipment: Cecilia The Soul Collector: This sword has a mind of its own. It rattles whenever it feels the need to communicate with Krassin ( only he can understand it).
The blade acts as a storage device for the souls of fallen enemies.
What ability Krassin wishes to use with Cecilia depends entirely on whether he has gained the correct about of souls. Once the ability is used, he has to start collecting again (this results in an endless cycle of killing for more power)
Sword Abilities: (These curses happen somewhat briefly for a few second)
Temporary Blurred vision: 4 souls
(Vision becomes blurred temporarily making it difficult to see)
Numbness of the limbs :6 souls
(A chosen limb becomes temporarily numb and is difficult to move temporarily)
Imaginary excruciating pain: 12 souls
(For a short period of time you feel overcome with intense pain and find it incredibly difficult to focus)
Forgetfulness: 14 souls
(You suddenly forget for a few seconds what your current action was going to be)
-Profession/Career: Krassin had always worked for the guild doing as many missions as possible to gain extra souls (By this he’d be taking the dangerous missions where killing was an option). He also worked as a hired assassin or hitman.
-Brief History: Even as a boy, Krassin was as rude and cold as ever. One day, the rest of the children decided to take a swim in the river while their parents were busy in the fields farming. Krassin hid among the rocks and leapt up onto the highest one and began to urinate on the unsuspecting boys and girls. One boy flung a small rock ,which knocked Krassin off, and sent him tumbling into the river below. He hit the water and sank to the bottom. He held his breath, opened his eyes and sore before him a dirty and algae covered scabbard. He grabbed it with both hands and kicked at the ground which sent him up towards the surface. He emerged among the other children (who all had scowls on their faces). One of the bigger boys waded over to him and tried to take his newly found treasure. He grabbed it and the scabbard suddenly started to rattle violently within their grips. Krassin (somehow within the blink of an eye) pulled the blade out and sliced the boy’s head clean off his shoulders. A faint blue wispy energy poured out of the boy’s neck and fused itself within the blade. The rest of the children waded franticly away from Krassin while screaming in terror as the river started to flow red with blood. Krassin felt a connection with the blade and it told him to run. With that he was gone...never to be seen again in the Erevin farmlands. He was taken in by a travelling soldier, who saw it fit to train the boy to be a good fighter. This soldier belonged to the Infinite Serenade, and when he was old enough Krassin to joined the guild. He never spoke of how he came to be at the guild, or who his real parents were or what really made him run away that day. But we all know the power that magical devices can have on a corrupt soul.
-Character Theme:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtvTeUkHSQU
