Post by Risk on Jan 21, 2011 18:26:05 GMT -5
Name: Azorai Kirzchev
Alias: Mr. Smith
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Nationality: Zailleon
Appearance: [REFERENCE]
Standing at approximately 5'10 and weighing 160 pounds, Azorai is a well built man. He has broad shoulders and thick arms, the right one covered in a large tattoo, the design a simple but interesting tribal design that extends from his shoulder to his elbow. His skin is fair, but tan enough to be healthy in appearance. His hair is dark, but extremely short, scalp visible through the thin cover. Azorai's eyes are golden brown in color, black starburst encroaching upon the iris. Like his hair, his mustache and beard are thin, more a shadow than anything substantial, and he keeps it that way. His body is well muscled and toned from his daily workouts and runs.
His wardrobe consists of fairly simple clothing, but it always suits occasion. He has a black suit with fabric that almost shines, and shining leather shoes to match. He wears a tie with this outfit. It is his formal attire. His casual wardrobe is made up of button down shirts in assorted colors. He leaves the top few unbuttoned and rolls the sleeves up over his elbows, exposing part of his tattoo. With this he wears cargo pants or black cloth slacks depending upon where he is going. He also pairs it with a leather band on his wrist and a necklace of some sort or the other, along with leather boots. For workouts he skips on the shirt and wears loose cloth pants and canvas shoes or a more comfortable pair of boots.
Personality: Look out girls, this guy's a charmer. Aside from his good looks, he's also a sweet talker and knows his way around women. He's a persuasive character as well. But he knows his place is not in bed at all hours of every day. Not only is he a charmer, he knows how to treat a woman right. If that leads to something more than a kind meeting, so be it. He'll be the first to buy you a drink at the bar or ask you to dance at a festival, and he's not at all lacking in confidence. Be careful though, he's a great spy and collector of information.
But he does have a fatal flaw. Unfortunately, he is terribly sensitive to rejection, mostly because it happens so rarely. Being turned down for a drink or dance won't do him in, but if you've been close for a while, he won't take kindly to you tossing him aside. For that reason he can be out of business for a while when that kind of thing happens.
Possessions: A flask of some alcoholic drink, a silver pistol, a motorcycle and a small home in Kallagulia.
Special Abilities: "Charm" - The recipients of this ability will find themselves in an almost hypnotic state and at this point will find it difficult to resist telling Azorai exactly what he wants to know. This spell takes several minutes to complete, and he must retain eye contact for at least thirty seconds. After that, it is more a manner of his magic combining with his already cunning mannerism.
History: Azorai was born in Kallalugia, and led a pretty boring life. He was a city boy, went to school, spent a lot of time hanging out with his friends terrorizing the city. He grew up with a mother who would not put up with BS though. She taught him how to be a gentleman, how to dress like one and treat people as though he was one. There was no back talk in his house, and trouble at school or with authorities and soldiers meant some serious punishments. His father taught him to shoot a pistol, and he quickly became the top shot amongst his friends. At age 18, his father bought him a new, silver pistol. But his parents were older than most and died about two years ago when he was 24. Now he just looks for jobs where he can find them, usually doing mercenary work and intelligence gathering.
Miscellaneous: N/a
Alias: Mr. Smith
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Nationality: Zailleon
Appearance: [REFERENCE]
Standing at approximately 5'10 and weighing 160 pounds, Azorai is a well built man. He has broad shoulders and thick arms, the right one covered in a large tattoo, the design a simple but interesting tribal design that extends from his shoulder to his elbow. His skin is fair, but tan enough to be healthy in appearance. His hair is dark, but extremely short, scalp visible through the thin cover. Azorai's eyes are golden brown in color, black starburst encroaching upon the iris. Like his hair, his mustache and beard are thin, more a shadow than anything substantial, and he keeps it that way. His body is well muscled and toned from his daily workouts and runs.
His wardrobe consists of fairly simple clothing, but it always suits occasion. He has a black suit with fabric that almost shines, and shining leather shoes to match. He wears a tie with this outfit. It is his formal attire. His casual wardrobe is made up of button down shirts in assorted colors. He leaves the top few unbuttoned and rolls the sleeves up over his elbows, exposing part of his tattoo. With this he wears cargo pants or black cloth slacks depending upon where he is going. He also pairs it with a leather band on his wrist and a necklace of some sort or the other, along with leather boots. For workouts he skips on the shirt and wears loose cloth pants and canvas shoes or a more comfortable pair of boots.
Personality: Look out girls, this guy's a charmer. Aside from his good looks, he's also a sweet talker and knows his way around women. He's a persuasive character as well. But he knows his place is not in bed at all hours of every day. Not only is he a charmer, he knows how to treat a woman right. If that leads to something more than a kind meeting, so be it. He'll be the first to buy you a drink at the bar or ask you to dance at a festival, and he's not at all lacking in confidence. Be careful though, he's a great spy and collector of information.
But he does have a fatal flaw. Unfortunately, he is terribly sensitive to rejection, mostly because it happens so rarely. Being turned down for a drink or dance won't do him in, but if you've been close for a while, he won't take kindly to you tossing him aside. For that reason he can be out of business for a while when that kind of thing happens.
Possessions: A flask of some alcoholic drink, a silver pistol, a motorcycle and a small home in Kallagulia.
Special Abilities: "Charm" - The recipients of this ability will find themselves in an almost hypnotic state and at this point will find it difficult to resist telling Azorai exactly what he wants to know. This spell takes several minutes to complete, and he must retain eye contact for at least thirty seconds. After that, it is more a manner of his magic combining with his already cunning mannerism.
History: Azorai was born in Kallalugia, and led a pretty boring life. He was a city boy, went to school, spent a lot of time hanging out with his friends terrorizing the city. He grew up with a mother who would not put up with BS though. She taught him how to be a gentleman, how to dress like one and treat people as though he was one. There was no back talk in his house, and trouble at school or with authorities and soldiers meant some serious punishments. His father taught him to shoot a pistol, and he quickly became the top shot amongst his friends. At age 18, his father bought him a new, silver pistol. But his parents were older than most and died about two years ago when he was 24. Now he just looks for jobs where he can find them, usually doing mercenary work and intelligence gathering.
Miscellaneous: N/a
