Post by Elario Luminus on Jan 25, 2008 20:06:47 GMT 8
Name: Altair Ibn La-Ahad ("Flashing Blaze", and "Flying Eagle")
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Daemon
Class: Rogue most of the time. Works with the Vampires, as he has given them proof that he’s helpful. Is a specialist as a Warrior and an Assassin.
Weapon/s: Crossbow, Hidden Blade (left wrist), large double-bladed sword. Also, when he’s in his Demon Form, he has his teeth, claws and talons.
Abilities: Free-running, Complete Pyrokinesis
Personality: Altair's personality is cocky and somewhat stubborn. The only reason his Vampiric superiors haven't killed him yet is because he gets results.
Appearance: Altair has a medium-large muscle build. He’s 6’7”. He has ear-length dark brown hair, which naturally falls over his face. His eyes always glow an unnatural blood red, and the iris’ are more like slits. His voice is normal for a Human 27 year old, but it has an underlying growl to it that he can’t hide. His canines are slightly longer than normal, and are also serrated. He has a large black tribal tattoo that stretches from the left side of his chest, across his left shoulder and side, and ends somewhere on or near his right shoulder blade.
Tattoo: i153.photobucket.com/albums/s205/cheerred23/tribal.jpg
Appearance: i72.photobucket.com/albums/i168/ash-valitine/anime/warrior.jpg
[Just without the shirt, and all black, except for the symbol on the coat thing, which is deep red]
Other: Altair is classed as the first Daemon, and almost every species that isn’t Vampiric in his path has tasted his blade, bolt, or blaze. He also has a bald eagle as a pet/scout, and can use it's eyes to look ahead.
Eccentricities: Cracking knuckles, growling, randomly setting fire to objects, flipping customized double-sided coin to decide on things.
History: Altair was born of Hell, but some other worldly thing set him to be half-bred instead of pure. For a while, he hated everything, killing mercilessly, either quietly and quickly, or brutally and savagely. Only when the Vampires inducted him (after a long period of bloody denial) did he start liking what he could do, and what he was. Now, he has fully embraced it, and uses his skills with perfect ease. If anything, he screws things up on purpose.
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Daemon
Class: Rogue most of the time. Works with the Vampires, as he has given them proof that he’s helpful. Is a specialist as a Warrior and an Assassin.
Weapon/s: Crossbow, Hidden Blade (left wrist), large double-bladed sword. Also, when he’s in his Demon Form, he has his teeth, claws and talons.
Abilities: Free-running, Complete Pyrokinesis
Personality: Altair's personality is cocky and somewhat stubborn. The only reason his Vampiric superiors haven't killed him yet is because he gets results.
Appearance: Altair has a medium-large muscle build. He’s 6’7”. He has ear-length dark brown hair, which naturally falls over his face. His eyes always glow an unnatural blood red, and the iris’ are more like slits. His voice is normal for a Human 27 year old, but it has an underlying growl to it that he can’t hide. His canines are slightly longer than normal, and are also serrated. He has a large black tribal tattoo that stretches from the left side of his chest, across his left shoulder and side, and ends somewhere on or near his right shoulder blade.
Tattoo: i153.photobucket.com/albums/s205/cheerred23/tribal.jpg
Appearance: i72.photobucket.com/albums/i168/ash-valitine/anime/warrior.jpg
[Just without the shirt, and all black, except for the symbol on the coat thing, which is deep red]
Other: Altair is classed as the first Daemon, and almost every species that isn’t Vampiric in his path has tasted his blade, bolt, or blaze. He also has a bald eagle as a pet/scout, and can use it's eyes to look ahead.
Eccentricities: Cracking knuckles, growling, randomly setting fire to objects, flipping customized double-sided coin to decide on things.
History: Altair was born of Hell, but some other worldly thing set him to be half-bred instead of pure. For a while, he hated everything, killing mercilessly, either quietly and quickly, or brutally and savagely. Only when the Vampires inducted him (after a long period of bloody denial) did he start liking what he could do, and what he was. Now, he has fully embraced it, and uses his skills with perfect ease. If anything, he screws things up on purpose.
