Post by Øutlaw on Nov 11, 2004 12:55:58 GMT -5
Name: Ketsueki (Ketsu) Kahn
Age: 29 (Not in real life.
)
Race: Demon
Gender: Male
Alignment: ( I'll get back to you on that. New to this kind of RP. )
Organization: Blood Speakers
Occupation: Mercenary
Weapons:
[/li][li] Scimitar
[/li][li] Cleaver
Status:
(Get back to you on this as well. )
Abilities/Powers:
[/li][li] Shadow Merging
[/li][li] Telakeneitc powers
[/li][li] Ghost Swords-Summoning spell granted by the mask.
[/li][li] Enchant Scimitar
[/li][li] Maho Tsukai
Appearance:
Kahn's body is almost completly covered within thick, black robes. Few have ever viewed his face directly, but when close enough, a curved scar sliced through the brow, and down the right eye, ending in the middle of the cheek. Sometimes the redish scar glows, depending on his mood.
He is rather thin, and tall; three loose belts wrap around his waist line, as well as links upon links of chain, which overlap the belts, and the rest of his torso. He wears pitch black, light weight, and somewhat baggy pants, along with black mid-knee high combat boots. And covering some of the chain around his chest, rests a leather chest plate, made by thick dire wolve's pelts. His arms are portrayed with various tattoo markings, signifying he was decended by those who belonged in an ancient clan; still carrying the long forgotten symbols of the Zekiah cult.
His pet raven, is always nearby, perched upon a tree branch, or resting atop his left shoulder; watching, and waiting, just as Kahn.
Weapons.
The scabbard containing his scimitar lay slanted over his back; the scimitar's small guard alined with amythsts, and a single diamond in the middle. The cleaver remains in its dull, black and worn sheath at his thigh. The hilt of the cleaver, wrapped in bandage for a better grip. He carries around a platinum mask, with thin eye sockets, that is said to be magical, and used for unholy summonings. The platinum mask is plane, besides the black scar-like painting crossing vertically over the right eye.
Personality:
Calm, mainly lethargic depending on who is speaking to him. Misunderstood, could care less about most people.
History: Not much known about him, other than the fact that he travels as a hired mercenary.
Age: 29 (Not in real life.
)Race: Demon
Gender: Male
Alignment: ( I'll get back to you on that. New to this kind of RP.
)Organization: Blood Speakers
Occupation: Mercenary
Weapons:
[/li][li] Scimitar
[/li][li] Cleaver
Status:
(Get back to you on this as well. )
Abilities/Powers:
[/li][li] Shadow Merging
[/li][li] Telakeneitc powers
[/li][li] Ghost Swords-Summoning spell granted by the mask.
[/li][li] Enchant Scimitar
[/li][li] Maho Tsukai
Appearance:
Kahn's body is almost completly covered within thick, black robes. Few have ever viewed his face directly, but when close enough, a curved scar sliced through the brow, and down the right eye, ending in the middle of the cheek. Sometimes the redish scar glows, depending on his mood.
He is rather thin, and tall; three loose belts wrap around his waist line, as well as links upon links of chain, which overlap the belts, and the rest of his torso. He wears pitch black, light weight, and somewhat baggy pants, along with black mid-knee high combat boots. And covering some of the chain around his chest, rests a leather chest plate, made by thick dire wolve's pelts. His arms are portrayed with various tattoo markings, signifying he was decended by those who belonged in an ancient clan; still carrying the long forgotten symbols of the Zekiah cult.
His pet raven, is always nearby, perched upon a tree branch, or resting atop his left shoulder; watching, and waiting, just as Kahn.
Weapons.
The scabbard containing his scimitar lay slanted over his back; the scimitar's small guard alined with amythsts, and a single diamond in the middle. The cleaver remains in its dull, black and worn sheath at his thigh. The hilt of the cleaver, wrapped in bandage for a better grip. He carries around a platinum mask, with thin eye sockets, that is said to be magical, and used for unholy summonings. The platinum mask is plane, besides the black scar-like painting crossing vertically over the right eye.
Personality:
Calm, mainly lethargic depending on who is speaking to him. Misunderstood, could care less about most people.
History: Not much known about him, other than the fact that he travels as a hired mercenary.
