NDL Member List - Page 14

User Name: haalyle
Rank: Rookie
Wins: 0
Loses: 2
Medals: 0

Characters: Cassie Darkman

1st Paragraph (Physical appearance): Cassie looks like any 25 year old woman, brown shiny hair and pale blue/green eyes. She stands at 5'14 cm tall. She isn't very muscular and she loves fighting in the dark where no one can see her in her black long-sleeved top and black trousers, she wears a black musk which hides her face except her eyes. At day light how ever she wears a bright blue coloured short sleeve top and a orange coloured skirt. At night she has her long hair usually tied up in a bun, at day she lets it out.



2nd Paragraph (Weapons and Powers): She uses a silver bladed sword at night, at day she becomes almost invisible except for the fact of her shadow, she goes up behind her target and silently chokes them, and makes sure shes dead with her finishing move of slitting their throat with the sword.

3rd Paragraph(Personality): She's got a lay-back attitude, with a hint of kindness. At night she doesn't listen to anyone and is silent, any one who sees her at night means their dead in the morning, no one has ever survived. Day she's kind at nice to meet, unless your her target. Do not believe her good looks, boys!


I am new here, you don't really mind, do you?

Fyrestorm: Hehehe, no don't mind at all, and welcome . So let's see... A bit of a short character profile, but definitely a good start, you'll probably add a few more bits in as you think them up. It has all the essential stuff though, so I approve Cassie .

User Name: Hmszelda
Rank(Rookie, Veteran, Elite): Rookie
Wins: 1
Loses: 0
Medals: ?

Characters: #1 Kat Whiskers

VS Cassie (win)

1st Paragraph: Character's name and appearance: Kat Whiskers is a Neko girl (Part cat part human) who stands about 4 ½ feet tall, so short :3 but her height will make more sense when you know her age; a young 12… yeah still a bit short x3
Anyway she is very proud of her bright green eyes and short messy orange hair. You can usually find her in white jeans, black high tops, and a black tank-top with tiny little white fishes on the side =D
Oh, did I mention she has a cute little orange cat ears and cat tail? She does.



2nd Paragraph: Details of any weapons or powers: Kat is a really good hand-to-hand combat with, you’ll never guess, her hands! She will use her claws to scratch you and her fangs to, well, bite you! She likes to strike fast.
Watch out though, if you look in her eyes she will get into your brain! She can read your thoughts and be able to influence them! So far she can only see the thoughts you are thinking at the moment, and can’t influence you to do something completely out of your nature, but she is working to make it stronger!

3rd Paragraph: Any additional info about a character's past or personality: No one knows where she came from, not even her, all she knows is that she is an orphan 3:
She’s a happy joyful soul, who likes to joke around. She loves people, but fighting maybe a smidge more. Although she never really likes to start the fights, she’s not afraid to slap around some. I should also mention she has a quick temper but tries hard to control it. She friendly, very childish, and a bit clumsy xD

Fyre: Wait I got it! Hahaha, my current library's closed on Sundays . Anyways, congratulations on finally making a character , it looks like you have all the basic information, and great work using one of those make-an-avatar sites to include a picture of her. Overall it's good, I hereby welcome you and Kat Whiskers to the League!

User Name: LeafeonPrincess
Rank(Rookie, Veteran, Elite): Rookie

Wins: 0
Loses: 0
Medals: 0

Character: Alene Castoff
1st Paragraph: She’s a thin, flat-chested (sorry guys) female from the planet Candeen. What that means is she has blue eyes, pale skin, and a split tip on her ears (think an elf’s ears but with two points). She stands at about five foot tall, and is the equivalent to 19 years old. In actual time that's 47 years and two months. Alene often wears faded black jeans, a stripy blue shirt and a blue & white beanie- to hide the points of her ears. There’s a small scar by her left eye. Don’t forget the boots. They’re big, heavy looking, and have more secret pockets than you would believe (27, to be exact). Oh, and the purpleish-black hair, it's straight and goes to shoulder-length.

2nd Paragraph: As previously mentioned, her boots have a lot of pockets. Some of the most notable (and most likely to be used in a duel) items kept there includes a dagger, a short-range stun gun, a freeze ray (which, sadly, doesn’t work on humanoids), as well as a data screen (just think of it like your computer... with an internet connection). Physically, she isn’t much better than any ordinary person. However, this is made up for by her unbelievable luck. Many have tried to make sense of her luck, one of my personal favourite explanations being that her personality suited the universe so well that reality just decided to give her the best possible consequence it could. Sadly, the universe doesn’t have the ability to change itself that much. Alene rarely wishes to fight, and will avoid it if at all possible, but if she has to attack it will usually be a sudden hit, followed by her running away.

3rd Paragraph: To keep things simple, she’s on the run. From her entire race. Something about a shoe. So, basically, Alene travels around space in her talking space cruiser (which looks like a stereotypical UFO, but with purple stripes. Classy.) and enjoys many hi-lairious adventures. She tends to be innocently cheery and makes terrible jokes, thankfully not all that often. Her positive outlook always lets her see the bright side, but if you push her buttons JUST right, she will become completely angry and depressed until she forgets what it is you said or did to make her upset. Speaking of her finding positives, if there is no way, no how, absolutely no positive side, then she will completely freak out and mentally lose control. Until she faints from exhaustion, there will be no way to reason with her, no intelligent sign of recognition from her, and her bloodlust will be completely insatiable. So good luck with that.



Fyrestorm: Hahaha, my that was fast. Well it's a good thing I don't want to keep you out of the NDL, cus if I did you'd have taken away any good reasons to. Hehehe, nice one, welcome aboard !

User Name: Skyassassin
Rank(Rookie, Veteran, Elite): Rookie


Wins: 1 (duels won)
Loses: 1 (duels lost)
Medals: 0 (explained later)

Characters:
Character 1:
Rogue Nysik
1st Paragraph(Appearance/Personality): Nysik is a generally unattractive fellow, standing short at 5'4". He has thin black hair that runs down to the bottom of his nose, and the bottom of his neck. He wears a necklace that is held together by bones with a skull in the center. This necklace allows him to keep his stamina and be immortal, but it does not prevent his body from looking older. He has lost track of his exact age, but it is around 250 years old. He is incredibly thin; his ribcage making up most of his chest. Due to his lack of muscle he stands hunched over almost all the time. He wears a thin forest green vest with a darker green cloth shirt underneath. He finds that shoes just hold him up, hence why he does not wear any. On each hip he holds one dagger, Death, and Chaos. These two daggers are held in a thick brown scabbard that is buckled down by silver buckles. His entire body is wrinkled and old, especially his toes. He has scars all over his body, there are so many in fact, that he cannot remember most of the scars on his body. He smells like sewers and his breath smells like a rat's leftovers. The smell has become stronger over the years due to his lack of bathing. Although, when he uses his ability the stench is covered.

He rarely talks, and if he does it most likely means your death. All of his life he has been shy, and over the years that shyness has converted into anger. His temper is easily provoked and he will be quick to battle. In battle, he changes. He becomes tactical planning out his every move. When he attacks his moves are precise and more deadly than the best warrior in all the lands.

2nd Paragraph(Weapons and Powers): The two daggers that Nysik owns are Chaos, and Death, the deadliest daggers known to man-kind. He found these daggers by chance. (Explained in History). They are made of a metal known as Star Metal. It is the most durable metal known. It will never bend or break, and blood slips right off the blade. Each dagger is about eight inches long. The blade Death is covered with a permanent poison. This poison is so old, it has no name. It will seep through blood and cause the victim to become crazy. The pain of the poison is so potent that it is more painful then getting stabbed with the dagger itself. The dagger itself has a wavy shape to it, most likely to allow the poison in the victim easier. The other dagger, Chaos, is also made of Star Metal. This blade though, is covered with a thin layer of magic. This magic, when it penetrates the skin will infuse the victim with illusions. These illusions are of the weaknesses of the victim. The wielder of Chaos can grasp these illusions and use the weaknesses against them. This dagger is thin and straight, unlike the dagger, Death. The problem with these blades though is that the poison and the magic require energy to work. This energy is taken from the wielder, meaning that if the victim can resist long enough the daggers will turn normal, and their most threatening properties gone. The power Nysik himself owns, camouflage. To Nysik's own knowledge he was born with this power. This camouflage allows him to hide exactly to his surroundings, and blend in to anything; even when he is moving he can blend in. This power also gets rid of his horrid stench, but not sound. That is where the weakness lies. His ability does not hide sound. Over the years Nysik has nearly perfected the art of silence to make up for this. A specialty that Nysik has also perfected over the years is agility. Due to his weight and his light clothing he can move extremely fast. In fact, it is so difficult to get a hit on him, the most precise archer could not hit him. A weakness of his is the necklace around his neck. This necklace makes him immortal and feeds him energy. If it is taken off his neck he will lose all his stamina and most likely collapse. To prevent this from happening, Nysik bribed a mage to put a spell on it, only the most powerful attacks will break the barrier. Even if you can get the hit off on him.

3rd Paragraph(History): Nysik does not know the place in which he was born, but he remembers growing up in an orphanage. One day a cloaked man, in silk white robes and a hood came to Nysik. At the time Nysik did not know what was happening, but eventually he found out he was adopted into an assassin guild. For about 20 years of his life he grew up and was raised in the assassin guild. He learned the arts of stealth and sword fighting. On a normal day he would get up early in the morning, around 5:00 am. He would then be forced to eat this food; the food was supposed to be "energizing", but it tasted terrible. Little to his knowledge this food made him much thinner and more agile. He would then gather in the courtyard with other guild members. For the rest of the day there would be different mazes, traps, and fight arenas that they practiced in. After about 20 years of this, the routine changed. Nysik was eating lunch with one of his only friends, his name was Ataw. As Ataw was eating his food, he started to choke, and his skin turned from white to a plumb purple. His body fell over, and Ataw was confirmed dead a few short hours later. A rumor started the Nysik poisoned Ataw's food for beating him in a duel earlier that day. The rumor started being believed as fact and Nysik was exiled from the guild. Beyond the guild was a dangerous forest, lurking with monsters, and creatures. When an assassin was exiled they were then known as a Rogue; that is how Nysik became Rogue Nysik. This is where Nysik was forced to go. He barely survived a week in the wildness when he tripped over two shiny metals. By chance they were the two legendary daggers Death and Chaos. Still to this day, about 230 years later he does not know how those daggers were there. It seemed as if the daggers had a mind of their own. Through his mind they taught Nysik the ways of stealth, hand to hand combat, daggers, poisons, and more. From them on his adventure continued, and he has survived the years.

Fyrestorm: Well, this character is totally awesome ! Come in come in, I want you here, hahaha, excellent work, nothing's missing in terms of vital details and such. I did notice you seemed to mix the names of the daggers up once, at the very start of the second part you have Sin and Death - elsewhere it's Chaos and Death. I left it in case you meant to change Chaos to Sin everywhere and forgot to, but welcome to the NDL anyway, fantastic to have you and Nysik with us .

User Name: Rocki
Rank: Rookie

Wins: 0
Loses: 0
Medals: 0

Character:

Spoiler:Pictures

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Credit to tehgamesayshi

Name: G.D. Abigail (Abi for short)

Age: Unknown

Appearance: Abi is just barely standard height, standing at 5’4”. Her dark brown-almost-black hair is layered and hangs just past her shoulders. A hint of freckles accented her unusually pale, olive toned skin. Around her neck hangs a ring, which looks like tiny silver dragon claws clutching an oval onyx stone, on a black leather cord. Her clothes are infused with an ancient elven magic and she is able to mold them into anything she wants or needs. Usually, Abi sports a black knee length dress with an inner white, flowing underdress which one can see in the V neck cut of the black material. This cut stops at a long silver ribbon that ties in the back. There is a similar shape cut downwardly below the ribbon also revealing the white underdress in its place stopping just before the black material. The sleeves are detached from the dress and are held by a silver band on her upper arm. Like the dress, the sleeves have a black loose outer fabric and white underneath the black, but this time the white is skin tight. Boots come up to meet the dress, stopping just below the knee. One can see socks neatly folded above the top of the boots.

Personality: Abi is a reincarnation of an ancient being with great power and has memories of previous past lives, but she is still coming to terms with that. People tend to shun her due to abnormalities that occur around her, thus Abi normally keeps to herself and tries to stay out of trouble. She is neither good nor evil, but neutral based on the requirements of her power. Because of this, she is usually serious, though she would much rather be carefree and fun-loving. She makes friends easily due to her unusually honest nature, but takes care not to get too close because she is afraid of what may happen. When necessary a new being takes over her body. This being is the original ancient “deity”, as some have claimed, that helps to guide each new reincarnation until they no longer have need of it. Depending on circumstances, it could merely guide her or fight for her.

Weaponry/Powers: Abi’s power is to keep balance within the multiverse using the light and dark energies that the ancient being was born from. She tends to bend the energies into weapons, but she can also create a number of corporeal and incorporeal objects. In addition to being able to create objects on a whim, she can also deconstruct energy fields, so long as they are made of either light or dark energy, or a mixture of both. When she stores energy, it manifests into wings (one black and one white).

Abi can’t completely control her power and it will sometimes do strange things on its own, ranging from acts as small as random sparks flying from her hands, to acts as large as calling portals to herself. This is all dependant on how much energy she has stored at any given time. If she has a particularly large amount, it could be dangerous to herself and everyone around her.

Fyrestorm: Well, what a neat character , cool compact and creative, I like it! There are no vital details missing, she's fleshed out, seems like she'd hold her own, heh, welcome to the NDL .

Username: Ronnie_Soak
Rank: Rookie
Wins: 0
Losses: 0
Medals: 0
Characters Mick (and London)

Mick; South London Gangster and Clockwork Automaton
London; A Ten Mile Wide Victorian A.I with a God Complex.

Mick
"When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life." Dr Samuel Johnson
"When a man is tired of working for London, e's tired of 'aving an whole ribcage
and not chokin' on 'is own bleedin' teef." Mick

Mick is the second command (and odd jobs man) of London, a ten-mile wide AI that rests underneath its namesake. He is similar in design to the Autonomous Angels the AI normally employs, and is capable of linking via various wireless devices with small squads of lesser angels.

Mick wears a long black coat, which conceals his wings, and mechanical body. He is powered by a small reactor, which uses some mildly unstable isotopes (not large enough to cause a major explosion if destroyed) which allows him far greater running time than other autonomas.

The mask over his head is covered across the left half in serious dents and burns, a result of being caught in the blast that initially shut down London. Damage from this explosion is responsible for his bouts of violent rage, occasional twitches and strong south London accent. (London hates all of this, but Mick has strong views on allowing London into his head to fix it, and he insists on being repaired in the same way each time, believing any differences are part of London's attempt to fully control him.).

He is excessively paranoid, although there are several backups that exist of his brain and body. Mick, however, believes them to be impostors, only tolerating their existence as long as London doesn't try and activate one while his original body is still alive. (The last attempt at activating two at once resulted in them fighting across London and most of continental Europe, in an undercover battle that lasted almost three months, involving the deaths of dozens of agents, the assassination of 18 minor political figures and in one notable incident, the leveling of an entire city block using a spoon and a breached gas main.)

Mick occasionally deals openly with people that London requires "removed" and as a consequence he is capable of using most guns efficiently and accurately, although he prefers a pair of short barreled belt fed shotguns, which are kept in the sleeves of his coat and have axe shaped bayonets attached for close combat. He is extremely acrobatic, but is slightly weaker than an average human in terms of raw power. If grabbed, he can vent jets of superheated steam to damage and shake off attackers. These jets can also give him some control while jumping or falling.

The Autonomous Angels:

The Angels take the form of bronze, humanoid, clockwork automatons of roughly human size. Their bodies are a jumble of cogwheels, gears, and the occasional piston or spring. A beautifully cast bronze mask covers their face, with only a single opening for the mouth. (each of the masks is unique. Even supercomputers need some downtime and creative outlets)
They are relatively unintelligent, but are normally directly controlled by London, although they must return to the sewers occasionally to recharge or be reprogrammed (London's communication grid isn't advanced enough to deal with fighting in real time, so the Angels use preset combat sequences, which can be guessed in one on one combat. This doesn't normally help.) They carry long quarterstaves with blades shaped like wings at each of the ends, and are capable of fighting with these or the metallic wings on their backs. As a last resort, they can vent the fuel from the small combustion engine that powers them through their mouth in a sixteen foot jet of flame.

The angels are entirely sightless, but capable of using ultrasound and sensitive microphones to pick up their surroundings, although loud noises can confuse and disorientate them. They are London's main method of dealing with intruders, and most people who explore too deeply into the sewers never return to the surface.


London; A Ten Mile Wide Victorian A.I with a God Complex.

I believe we shall come to care about people less and less. The more people one knows the easier it becomes to replace them. It's one of the curses of London.
Ambrose Bierce

London, like the city she inhabits, is sprawling, old and far more dangerous than first appearances suggest. Based on designs for the Analytical Engine by Charles Babbage, London fills ten miles of sewer and underground river with the cogwheels and turbines that make up her brain. London was originally designed and commissioned by a small but powerful conspiracy in the British government, who where attempting to build a machine capable of ensuring the empire's smooth and continuous running, with themselves at it's head.

Two days after London's completion, almost the entire group responsible for her construction, along with all records, plans and blueprints vanished in a series of increasingly unlikely plumbing and gas main explosions. The one member who escaped succeeded in shutting down the majority of the machine with high explosives, only to find himself trapped in the tunnels by the blast, with a small army of enraged and leaderless autonoma. His wedding ring and a single finger bone were dredged from the river years later. London was left to slowly repair itself, only fully reactivating recently, and is decidedly unhappy about what has happened to the world in her absence. London's current goal is the formation of a new empire, which she can "administer".

London is extremely keen to acquire any object or technology that would help her in her rise to power. Nuclear devices and new computer hardware are particularly high on her list, although any useful object would probably attract the presence of a team. Vast quantities of modern electronics have been used in her repair, with additional devices allowing her to break into any device that is broadcasting a signal, or with which a physical connection can be established with (Sadly, this currently doesn't include the human brain. London is working on this.)

London has a variety of other devices that allow her to hijack bits of the city's infrastructure for her own ends, along with more directly linked manipulating arms and tendrils, ranging from the extremely small cable hijacking variety, to ones capable of handily throwing a bus. These are not widely used, London preferring to maintain a low profile, though she is more than capable in a fight. London prefers to use teams of her Autonomous Angels to carry out most missions, and is capable of directly linking to and controlling them, making them act as an extension of her brain. Mick, as stated above, is a notable exception to this rule.

Scarabs

Built from salvaged taxis, these intimidating, many bladed constructions almost never leave the sewers. They carry large, tunnel clearing flame throwers, and are capable of normal sight, through a large central eye. They carry a direct, wired connection to London, and can be considered as London's eyes. They can be sent above ground to talk with people of interest, although London tends to avoid direct communication of this type, preferring to use an intermediary, as direct discovery would be extremely bad for her long term plans.

Notes: Mick is going to be the main opponent in most duels, apart from those taking place in London, as London is too big to move , and most duels will be in Mick's point of view.

Fyrestorm: That sorts things out a lot, thanks Ronnie . I would suggest polishing the new structure of your profile a bit, right now it cuts back to describing Mick abruptly after 2 paragraphs on the Angels and has London between them and the Scarabs. I'd collect all of Mick's description together into one place up top, followed by writing about the Angels, then Scarabs, then London, so the character, the two kinds of reinforcement he might call upon, then his back story. That's just a friendly suggestion though, so very gladly approved .

User Name: XigbarII02
Rank: Rookie
Wins: 0
Loses: 0
Medals: 0
Characters: 1

Character:
Name: Hideki

1st Paragraph: Appearance:


Hideki is nineteen years old and is six foot tall, two inches and a half. He has shaggy orange locks and emerald green eyes. His usual clothes are a sage green t-shirt, yellow wrist bands, and beige long pants, or if it's cold, a dark green jacket. He is part racoon, so he has a long striped tail and long ears. His alternate outfit is a red undershirt with blue baggy shorts. He wears his red and silver sneakers all the time. Around his left eye is a star and the pupil is a star. Usually, his orange bangs cover his eyes.

2nd Paragraph: Powers: Hideki has power over fire and space, as well as abnormal strength. He fights with his fists or a massive pole axe that is ornately carved. It's colored blue and purple, with a silver hilt and the very end is gold. The top is double sided, with carvings of a wolf and a dragon, and various carvings. He got this weapon when he was imbued with his second form because of a great wizard and his axe is a gift from said wizard. He has the ability to produce flames from his hand and mouth, which is purple with white and black specks. With his powers of space, he can move through portals or wormholes, as well as move at high speeds. His fire is space based, so it has the power to change fire into water, earth into sand, and ice into sand. Because he's part racoon, he has amazing hearing and he extremely agile. He enjoys playing with his fire powers or traveling through wormholes.

When extremely threatened, he transforms into a massive human-like creature with a wolf's head, that's pure white, clothed in only a pair of skin tight blue shorts, with it's right eye being red and it's left eye being white with a star in it. In this form, he has super speed and his powers are enhanced. The wolf's head doesn't show have mouth all the time and it never blinks. This form fights with sea green guns that resemble a sawed off shot gun, with purple and silver markings. These guns can be transformed into a axe, claymore, and bronze knuckles via his spacial powers. This being can also harness sound, and can move at the blink of an eye, as well as create clones. He doesn't understand why he has these powers but he doesn't mind. He knows it has something to do with the mark around his eye.

3rd Paragraph: Hideki is the very essence of hyper-active. He always animated, lending a sarcastic or hilarious comment to whatever he deems interesting. He's a fighter and won't back down from a challenge, no matter how insane. He has some anger issues, so getting him mad is a bad idea. He's proud and fun-loving and he'll make you join in. He loves playing pranks and always finds them funny. His tail is like a third arm, able to balance on it alone, even upside down for a short period of time and his ears are amazing, able to hear sounds from hundreds of feet away. He gets into fights often and he'll usually win due to his abnormal strength.

He isn't the best at academics, but sports are where he shines like a star. He's got a few scars to prove his mischievousness, mostly on his torso and he's gotten a few broken bones. Most of the time, he's wary of regular humans, because they may say something about his tail and ears or mess with him, but he trusts people he thinks of highly. He can be negative sometimes, mostly when people remark on him being part racoon and he sometimes goes off alone when this happens. He won't talk about his feelings unless he's about to explode. Hideki can have a real evil streak if you mess with him. He doesn't know much about his past except that he was genetically engineered to be a super soldier at a unknown facility. Currently he is fulfilling tasks for the great wizard in return for a potion that restores his memories.

Fyrestorm: Hahaha, oh bravo, I like him instantly, awesome character and really awesome artwork . You've covered all of the bases (I think it's raccoon mind, 2 C's), so welcome !

User Name: JeaPiePer
Rank: Rookie

Wins: 0
Loses: 0
Medals: 0

Characters:
Character 1

Aurelius Aemilian

Description: A man of 26 years who suffers from a severe case of Albinism. His skin and hair is pure white, while the iris appears red from the lack of pigmentation to obscure the retina underneath. Being only five feet and eight inches tall and possessing a leaner build, he is not all that physically imposing by appearances. Because of his condition he is covered nearly from head to toe at almost all times; wearing both a wide-brimmed hat and a half-mask that covers the majority of his face below his eyes; a long-sleeved high-neck shirt; shin-high boots; forearm-length gloves; and a long, billowing cloak. All of these articles of clothing are a very light blue color and made of cotton or leather, the sleeves of his shirt tucked into his gloves and his pants similarly tucked into his boots. The hat and mask also help to keep the light from overwhelming his eyes, as his vision is blurred even in dim lighting.

Equipment: A lightweight rapier, simple in design but sharp enough to cut at the slightest pressure. The hilt is a simple brass-like color with a plain guard. His gloves and boots have iron plates on the shins and forearms, and he wears light chain mail under his shirt.

Skills & Abilities: Aurelius is a skilled fencer, and often makes use of his armored hands and feet in an offensive manner. He makes use of agility more than brute strength, and prefers to never give his opponents much chance to attack. This is a feat made easier by his arcane talents; conjuring flames, wind, and shaping the earth itself. His magic is limited to those three elemental schools, but he can accomplish nearly anything within those schools. All spells require focus to use, with minor magic easily usable in the midst of combat and more potent magic requiring longer periods of uninterrupted concentration.

Background: Current generation of the Aemilian family, a long line of Warrior Sages, Aurelius was taught his skills in the customary education and training for members of his family. Many of his family are known for traveling abroad for any number of reasons, from researching rare plants to participating in wars. In his youth, it was expected that Aurelius would not be a particularly active member of the Aemilian family, due to his inability to tolerate the outside. However, either naturally being determined or having developed it to spite his condition, Aurelius did not accept the idea of avoiding the outside world. This eventually led to his style of dress, which over time made him biased in favor of the colder and darker seasons.

Personality: Aurelius is largely a serious man, being the type to focus on his work or goals than to play around or joke. That is not to say he lacks a sense of humor, which is decidedly rooted in sarcasm, but that he is a man of business and action: Do what needs done promptly, efficiently, and with no delays or mistakes. He believes that if you take care of business first thing, then you have the rest of your time to spend doing whatever you like. This is reflected in his fighting style, as he doesn't waste time with fanciful showmanship and will rarely stay on the defensive for very long. Because of his poor eyesight, he always attempts to fight up close where he can actually see and is mindful of any bright light such as the sun.

Strength: Close quarters combat, dimly lit areas.
Weakness: Long ranged combat, brightly lit areas.

(I believe I covered all the basics, though I'll probably add to it as I think up things.)

Fyrestorm: Well, that's a damned good character , and it makes me even more ashamed it took me this many days to get to giving it a look over. Truly sorry about that, having some mandatory work on my home done, and it's nearly impossible to work at my computer while the ceiling is being literally sawed open a few feet behind me . In any case, better late than never, and a very good character, stylish, distinct, I like him. Welcome to the NDL, good to have ya .