Home General Name: Alexandre Serrurier Age: April 4th x749 Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Ethnicity, Father: Minstreli Ethnicity, Mother: Minstreli Class: Hunter Race: Human Rank: D-rank Guild: Guildless Tattoo: Left Forearm/Red Face: The Assassin - Dead by Daylight Appearance Height: 179cm/5'8 Weight: 69kg Hair: White Eyes: Grey Overall: He has white hair, grey eyes, commonly wears a red cloth as a mask to cover the lower half of his face. He wears leather armour, with the left shoulder pad being bigger as to take blows against a sword.And he has leather vambraces that protect his forearms. His overall appearance gives the feel of a highwayman, which was his former occupation and thus has not changes appearances much in his life, aside from him getting older. His weapon is his old sword which long broke and uses it as a dagger. He tends to favour lighter armour for ease of movement Extra: / Personality Personality: A man of contrast. On one hand you see a guilt ridden man looking for penance for his past deeds. Hoping to find forgiveness and repentance through work and hard work. But on the other hand you still see the former man that will gleefully hunt others and harm them and take what is theirs if its to his benefit. A man who is plagued by his past deeds and yet still somewhat does them. Only now he channels his darkness to work as a mercenary and not rob people. He hunts and kills creatures like werewolves and vampires and daemons. But, there are exceptions. He is not blind to the humanity of some of these people who are unfortunate to be such a race. Then again Alexandre has no qualms with them. He does not care if they are evil or if they harm people for he once did it himself. Thus if someone seeks to merely improve themselves, survive or not be a mindless monster, he does not mind befriending such people of those races and being their companion or brother in arms. He does not paint things black and white, but merely every shade of grey. Such as his life(and his hair). As a mercenary, he is fine working with a team and knows value of teamwork and looking out for eachother. He is dedicated to his goal and looks to complete his mission. When interacting with people, he is very secretive and reserved, a bit of an introvert who has a hard time opening to some people Likes:
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Statistics Strength: 6 Speed: 6 Constitution: 6 Endurance: 6 Intelligence: 6 Magic Magic Name: First Generation Dragon Slayer Magic: Frost Magic Element: Frost Magic Enhancement: N/A Magic Description: Dragon Slayers are a unique type of people who utilize a form of Lost Magic, Dragon Slayer Magic. Each Dragon Slayer has their own form of Magic, just like each Dragon is a master of their own element. In addition, they also have the ability to consume the element which they utilize, just as long as it is not created from their own Magic. Dragon Slayers are known to possess keener senses than those of normal humans such as smell, as well as distinctive characteristics and features such as slitted pupils and noticeably sharper teeth. History History: Born to immigrant Minstreli parents who kept their culture with them Alexandre was a relatively normal boy with an average childhood in his very early youth. Although things would not always be so calm, as a bandit attack would be the end of his parents. He would've been a goner as well if he did not run away. Far away as possible to safety. But usually a child running blindly doesnt always go so well. While he was not being chased anymore, he was essentially lost, going to streets unknown. Wandering into the wilds he fell thru a bush or nature covered hole into a cave and found something rather neat looking. As per any child, the first instict was to touch it. Which was in actuality a lacrima It spoke to him and helped him to learn the power that he had found but the power in it only lasted so long so learning to use it was all that he had gotten. Still despite being out of the danger zone, he was all alone. Not having a home or belongings or eductaion, job or anything. The only reason he could survive was to steal. He became profecient in stealing, eventually becoming a skilled Highwayman. Stealing from travelers One time, while on route, he saw something. It was not a carriage with wealth nor a potential victim, but a maiden in peril. He may have been a robber and a criminal, but he was no monster. So he saved her and made sure it was safe. The woman was greatful and the two stayed in contact, at first being long distance, eventually becoming this strange and forbidden friendship. The idea of a well mannered and refined civillian, being with a scoundrel highwayman, it was certainly eyebrow raising. But the two got along rather well. Eventually the friendship turned out to be a slow burn of love and the two got married and had a child. Life was good for him, he had a home and all he needed, he spent good time with his family and looked out for them. But he realized, he needed to support his family, not just be there for him. He needed to contribute to the household. But because he knew nothing else, he fell back to what he did best. Rob. For a month or two, that went well and he managed to balance his life decently. Miraculously he sort of worked it out. But one day, while on work, he spotted a carriage. He instinctivelly shot, one and two shots. Manage to kill the driver of the carriage as well and get his boon. But as soon as he saw what was inside. His heart sank as he saw what he hoped was a cruel joke. It was his family. Because he spent so much time on the streets robbing, he was not aware they were supposed to travel, and the note that was left for him was spotted much too late. Losing a family once again, he fell into depression and despair. Only this time it was worse because he was the killer, he was the bandit. He just gave up on life and surrendered to the authorities to go to jail. He confessed to some crimes, but not to all, he was not brave to confess to all. He spent years there, being a shallow shadow of his former self. Grief and guilt striken. The time he spent incarcarated passed by so quickly to him, that once he was released, he had no idea what to do. He had no purpose in life. Being alone, all he could do was wander the land, until eventually running into a man who was a mercenary and gave him a purpose in life. Inviting him to join him in journey. Having nothing to do, he joined the man and the two became brothers in arms. They worked well together, but considered what if they form their own guild? As of now it was impossible as they lacked the knowledge and the exprience of being in a guild. For now they decided to go seperate ways to earn experience across different journeys in Fiore. Perhaps, he too can join a guild, even if temporarily, it could give him a home and purpose Discord: Maya Reference: / |
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