I'm drunk and this ain't edited. Tell me what you think.Name:
Xander is rough around the edges. He's caught between the heartless killer he use to be, and the current man he is. To anyone else he seems like a nicer version of the general's favorite commander. Rough, emotionless, strong. To his mentee he's something completely different. His humor, that which he has, is dark. Trained from birth to kill, he's often violent. But at-least now he has a good heart, even if it's covered by a veil of sarcasm and despair. Biography:
Xander, by his family's thoughts, should have been the queen's right hand. His age didn't fit the contest, though; despite how they would have died for him to be it. Instead he was trained to be a loyal commander for her armies. From the time he could stand, the man was raised in conflict. Baptized in
fire and battle, he trained with swords since birth. He was trained to be the man who'd make sure the queen's blade never seen the sword aimed at their mistress. And for many years, he did this job well.
Xander was a bastard. No amount of killing or blood could sate his hunger. He and his men were sent to raid a village of pacifists and kill every last one to rid the blasphemy of elements. He did the deed, egged on his men like he always did. Until the final stretch came. They approached the nursery, and in the bed cried a newborn child. For the first time, he hesitated. One of of his men did the deed for him, and he cut his throat. It wasn't long after the rumor was spread he was brought before the queen.
Xander stood in before her, no hint of emotion in his eyes. Until his crimes were called out. He was angry, not only with himself for his weakness, but the queen for causing such a mess. He disarmed and took a blade from a nearby guard. Charged her to end it, something the loyal subject would have never done before. He was of course met by the Queen's second, and an epic battle played out. Never before had even their sparring played like this, but blow for blow they met each other. Sword on sword, they matched one another. Until the queen grew tired of the parade.
She summoned her magic, and his chest was ripped open by some unknown force. He caved beneath the warrior then, dead for all to see. Yet as he was to be buried, something happened. A strange feeling came into the bones, and a heart that was not alive beat once more. The man burst forth from his earthen prison to awake to the air. The feeling of strength overcame him, and the want for revenge.
He doesn't know what happened, if he wasn't truly dead or not. But he arose, and armed with the knowledge of what she planned to do he set out. Wishing to find the one that would match his personality, the one he could train to kill the queen.Appearance: Combat Information:
Xander is a sword master. He has no preference aside from that. His mastery of blades is next to no one, having skills and knowledge with them like almost no other. Otherwise he is limited, unless it comes to unarmed combat. Or Archery, as he's always been a gifted archer.Weapon(s):
He has a pair of long swords at his hips, as well as two daggers. And one in his boot. His back is adorned with a delicious longbow, and one he's an expert in the use of.Ability/Skill(s): Sword Mastery:
He's a master with all bladed weapons. Trained from birth with them, he's an expert that is almost unparalleled.Tactical
Having been a first among Lieutenants, he's a master of strategy and tactics. And for those who don't know the difference, don't comment. He's a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield. Archery:
He can never explain how, but his knowledge of archery is enhanced by a wonder of the wind. It's as if his target always hits it's mark, almost like the wind guides it. Strengths: Strength:
He's incredibly strong. Not inhumanly, but his strength would easily put him in the strong man competitions.Watcher:
While not good dealing with people outside his command, he can easily discern the characteristics of most. He can sense their ability, and knows how to place it.Tactician:
Being a master tactical adviser, he knows how to place people to their best advantage on the field. A bane to the queen since he's still alive when he should be dead, but a boon to the resistance.Wind:
He seems to have an intuitive knowledge of the air currents. This allows him to make impossible shots and strikes. Though if asked, he'll say it's all skill.Weaknesses: Pride:
He has it in extremes. He's the best at what he does, and even if this is true, he knows it comes with trouble. Being the best is a curse, and it's one that will haunt him.A dual Personality:
He's both in the time of a sword for the queen, and in the path of a mentor for those that will kill her. In battle, he can get confused. By those that know how to do it.Other Weapons:
Aside from what's listed, he knows nothing of other armaments. In his Family, they were seen as barbaric. He knows the basics of how to defend against them, and it's enhanced by his time on the battlefield. But he cant use them for shit, and wont try.Sexual Information:
Varied. I'm open to anything almost. He's straight, though.Sexual Nature:
^^ He's dominate. Very controlling, but that spark of good in him can release such. He has a sensitive love making side that can come out.Turn Ons & Offs:
If someone can push me past my O/O, I'll be surprised. I'm down for almost anything, and this is truly tested. Try me.