Vaxes

[Vaxes Darlo]

Name: Vaxes Darlo
Race: Symenestra
Age: 26 years old
Birthday: Season of Spring, Day 29, 485 AV
Gender: Male

Character Concept:
Vaxes is an inquisitive and cautious hunter. Technically he can be called an assassin, however he doesn't particularly like the stigma associated with the word. He prefers to keep to himself and observe unfolding situations. He is very logical in his approach to most things and rarely does things out of haste or rashly. He prefers to stick to the shadows near rooftops, as is a greater vantage point for observations and is rarely seen standing in the open. Those who have conversed with him know however that for all his calculating and seemingly machine like heartlessness, there is a sad emptiness about him.

Physical Description:
Vaxes' skin like those of his race is rather pale. His eyes, which only few ever see, are golden. In order to be undetected in the shadows, he dawns a large, light black cloak for easy mobility. His feet are always bare because he is usually scaling walls for ambushing or quick getaway. His body is covered with a dark tattoo that changes depending on his hunger state. When he hasn't fed in three days the black seems to bleed over it's boundaries into the paler parts of his flesh. When he is well fed, they are mere markings.

Character History:
As told by his mother, Vaxes was born in Kalinor. He was one of very few born to a natural birthing rather than a surrogate. His mother survived only to resent him for scarring her body when she had to be cut open. As a child he presented keen intellect and a higher than average dexterity. He ran across a warrior cast symenestra as was instantly intrigued. He was given many stories of great battles and heroism from this "assassin." From that day, he devoted his life to the hunting of all things vile. He later found that his mentor had been killed and vowed to avenge him. He honed a fighting art not seen by symenestra of the era that used the venom from their very fangs as weapons. At times of great hunger, he milks his own fangs of venom. He then, in turn, soaks his daggers in the potent poison. A single slice from his poison soaked blades is more than enough to insure a dead target or subdue prey for a fresh meal, whilst keeping at a moderate distance. He's been searching two years for the slayer of his mentor. Whether he finds what he seeks, or something more is yet to be seen.

"I am no more powerful than the next, nor any more skilled. Do not revel in our equality because we are not equal. You are my prey and you have already been dosed with my venom. I'm simply smarter than you."

Possessions:
1 Set of Clothing
-Silken Shirt
-Silken Pants
-Silken Undergarments
-Silken Cloak/coat
-Exoskeleton Armor Shirt (Symenestra Only)
-Simple Boots
1 Waterskin
1 Silken Knapsack which contains:
-Comb (Bone or Wood)
-Brush (Bone or Wood)
-Soap
-Fruit Rations (1 Week's worth)
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel

Housing:
None, 500gm compensation

Purchase Cost Total
Starting +100 GM 100 GM
Housing Compensation +500 GM 600 GM


Skills, Lores, Magics, Gnosis, Languages:

Training :
Tracking 10/100 - ( SP)
Daggers- 30/100 - (SP)
Dual Wield 10/100 - (SP)
Acrobatics: 10/100 - (Racial Bonus)

Languages:
Symenos- Fluent
Common- Basic


Lores:
Lore of Kalinor
Lore of Symenestra History