Post by Guanqiu Jian on Jun 3, 2011 7:58:13 GMT
"History shall be kind to me, For I intend to write it."
- Winston Churchill
Name: Xian Ye The Iron Fist
Age: 29.
Gender: Male.
Style: Original.
Residence: Xiang Yang.
Personality:
Xian is...different. Unlike most people, even veteran warriors, He lives for the battlefield. Outside of battle, He can be twitchy, paranoid, and usually drunk. It's all done to help him control his urges, and to prevent needless deaths that wouldn't help him. When around those He trusts, few that they are, He is calm, and reasonably intelligent and polite. Gaining his trust is difficult, Usually involving saving his life or something else extreme. Otherwise, He's always looking for a fight, or if necessary, to start one.
Appearance:
((Please disregard the chains / hooks, They're not part of it.))
Xian is roughly 6'9, A colossal giant and a threat to any who get in his path. He keeps his hair long, hanging down past his shoulders and to the small of his back, with several bangs resting across his face. There's a small scar under each eye, self-inflicted to make him appear more intimidating, foolishly done at a young age. Possibly the most unique part of him is his ears, They're slightly pointed, a defect at birth. His armor, and subsequantly all of his clothes, are black with silver bandings to hold it together.
Apparel/Armour:
A steel breastplate, over chain mail which extends just past his waist. Over his hands and arms Xian wears gauntlets, and He has bracers over his legs and feet. Forgoing the tradition helmet, He prefers to let his opponents know him from a distance and to stare their death down, face to face.
Weapon(s):
Xian carries a Dao, It's blade a deep obsidian, reflecting it's wielder's soul. It's his main weapon, and one that's been crusted with blood in the past. To augment such a close-quarters weapon, He carries crossbow with him, outfitted to draw easier and offer a quicker reload. He uses only steel-tipped bolts, preferring penetration to distance.
History:
Born in China, Xian had immigrated to Japan early in his life, fleeing the problems that plagued China for the apparent safety and stability that was Japan. It didn't take long for his family to realize it was almost as bad here, as well. For the next decade, Xian and his family struggled to even survive, paying unreasonable taxes to the local Daimyo, and dealing with an illness that plagued his mother.
After the years of toiling in the fields, Xian was strong, Stronger than many of the supposed "Noble" Samurai who came to gather their tax. During a particularly harsh winter, He snapped, taking what food He could carry and the little money His family had, disappearing into the snow. It wasn't until many years later that the name Xian Ye reached his parents village, The rumors shocking and horrifying his parents, Shaming them terribly.
After all, No one wants to know they fathered a Monster.
It didn't take him long to tire of Japan. Hearing of unrest in China, Xian found passage on the first ship He could back to the mainland. Setting foot on the continent, He could almost smell the possibilities. Once again the Iron Fist would grasp the world.
Gold: 200.
Reputation: 50.
Entourage Units: None.
Personal Army: None.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L Stats: S: 7 P: 6 E: 10 C: 5 I: 6 A: 5 L: 6
