Name: Naero Klierrionde (Nay-row Klee-air-ee-on-dee)

Number: 47

Aliases/ Nicknames:
Referred to as "Nay" by a few.

Physical Description:
Naero stands at the height of a tall human, at around 6'4". His shoulders are muscular, but not very large. His torso is also compact and slight, along with his legs. Under his Arrancar regalia, Naero has the appearance of a fit human, no body builder by any standard whatsoever.

His hair is a very vibrant red, split into two bangs that frame the sides of his face. (I'm sorry, I believe the hair on my avatar is red, but I have color blindness to that color, so I can't tell if it is brown or red. My apologies.) The hair falls to the middle of his neck in the back, while the bangs fall to the bottom of his chin. His eyes are a bright yellow tone, and appear to glow with color.

His garb is the standard issue Arrancar robe. The sleeves are pushed up, so that his forearms are revealed. Underneath the robe, he is wearing white pants that look similar to slacks, but are made of a much more flexible material. Standard sandals cover his feet.

His hollow mask fragment is above his left eyebrow. It is smooth edged, with 4 small spikes in the middle of the fragment that run parallel to his eyebrow.

The hollow hole is located in his left breast, right where his heart is.

Zanpacto & Resurreccion:
"Fade, Kenyoukai."

Naero's zanpakutou is a katana named Kenyoukai, or Blade Wraith. It is 48 inches from the tip to the pommel, with a 36 inch blade and a 12 inch handle. A tattered piece of black cloth is attached to the pommel. The handle itself is wrapped with red leather, adorned with a black diamond pattern on two sides. The tsuba is gold, shaped like a crusader cross (all four sides are equal in length, fanning out wider at the end) connected by a ring around the perimeter of it.

Resurreccion is, of course, Blade Wraith. The mask fragment grows to cover Naero's forehead and mouth. Spikes protrude above both eyebrows, and a three red slash like marks are present on the mouth covering piece. A large cape of black, cloth looking material trails of his his back. The end of the cape is ragged and torn. His chest is bare, revealing his hollow hole. White, bony-protrusion like armor pieces cover his shoulders, elbows, and wrists. His feet are covered with knee-high armor boots that end with a sharp point on the toe, and a raised guard on the kneecap. The same black material the cape is made from is wrapped around his forearms and his waist.

Weapon wise, he has two armored gauntlets that have needle sharp finger tips and spiked knuckles. Each hand can transform into a sword like shape at will. Also, the black material of the cape is actually infinitesimally small blades of darkness that can cut the enemy. The material can be directed and stretched, but cannot go farther than 30 feet and cannot break contact with Naero. The cape shares the same Hierro as Naero. If broken, the cape will regenerate very slowly over time.

In essence, this form dramatically boosts his speed and power. He can use every weapon he has to his advantage. The cape also allows him to extend a wall of defense or attack, equal to his own body. The sword shapes that his gauntlets also effect his cero and bala abilities, also allowing limited manipulation of that energy.

Special Accessories:
He has a ring of pure gold, with Arabic calligraphy encircling it. He does not know what the words mean. It is always on his right hand, on the ring finger.

Abilities:
Hand to Hand Adept
Melee Weapon Adept
Armor Combat Adept
Precision
Black Hearted (Not afraid to destroy things during a process.)



Personality:
If Naero could be classified by a deadly sin, it would undoubtedly be Wrath.

A joker at heart (A black one), Naero loves comedy. Unfortunately, his jokes are often very sick and distasteful, leaving him the only one laughing. Usually very relaxed, Naero is often short tempered, and easily insulted. Revenge is his second favorite past time.

Very sociable, and often arrogant, the only hollows he truly likes are those that share his tastes. Serious and calm hollows bore him, and he is quick to disappear from meetings when he has the chance. Also, he has a thing about keeping his hands clean. He prefers to kill enemies with a blade or indirectly, as to avoid dirtying himself.

He reluctantly follows orders, but finds enjoyment in killing nonetheless. If Naero has the chance to kill multiple other things he hates in the process of his target, he will. A large risk taker, he loves to put himself in danger for the thrill of it all. Suicidal at some points, he is not afraid to risk it all.

Biography/History:
Naero, previously Henry Augersuth, was the son of a great crusader during the Crusades. He grew up being trained to kill the "evil" Muslims, for glory and riches. As a result, he was a proficient swordsman and a great leader. When his father died, he took up his mantle as the Lord of his kingdom, continuing down the path of the crusader.

However, power soon began to corrupt him. He ventured out deeper and deeper into the deserts, risking the lives of all of his men. At the cost of many great husbands, he killed a merchant king, and took his prized ring as a prize. Even in his own kingdom, he soon began to tax more and more, all to fuel his greed and wrath against the Muslims.

An evil taste in cruel comedy developed soon afterwards. Performers were forced to act out plays the lord himself had made, all for his sick enjoyment. If anyone refused his wishes, they would be declared a traitor, and would be beheaded by Henry himself.

As always, the peasants got sick of it. They revolted one night, storming the castle by surprise. Wrath in his heart against their traitorous behavior, he killed as many as he could before they eventually got him. His death: speared, beaten, and mauled to death by makeshift weapons. His ghost floated above, watching. They didn't even bury him, nor burn his body. It was left to be carrion in the middle of the desert. Enraged, saddened, and full of evil, his transformation into a hollow was very quick. The hole appeared in his heart, and his life as a hollow began.

His sheer will to kill powered him through the ranks of the Hollows. He practically skipped the Gillian class, going straight to Adjuchas. He wandered for a long time, eventually devouring enough energy to become a natural Vasto Lord. Still not content, Naero invented ways of killing Hollows that were especially painful and fun to watch. Aizen saw great potential in this demented hollow, so he talked Naero into coming back to Las Noches to become an Arrancar.

Powers:
Bala: (Bullet, Hollow Bullet) An alternative to Cero. 20 times as fast as a cero blast, it is also much weaker, but can be used en masse and rapidly.

Cero: (Zero, Doom Blast, Hollow Blast) A beam of energy that a Hollow can use. Very strong, it varies in color, with the most common and weakest being red. It can be fired from any part of the body, with each Hollow having a spot of their choice.

Sonido: (Sound, Sound Ceremony) The partner technique to Shunpo, it allows a Hollow to instantly teleport to a different location. It creates a static sound, in contrast to the swish made by Shunpo.

Pesquisa: (Inquiry) A sonar like ability that allows an Arrancar to sense spiritual pressure.

Gargantua: (Black Cavity, Throat) Opens a gate into a swirling vortex of dark energy that is the pathway to and from Hueco Mundo.

Wrathful Cero: An ability exclusive to Naero. By sacrificing a limb, Naero can fire a Cero with the power of a Gran Rey Cero, but as fast as Bala. Comes at a high risk, for the energy from the Cero could easily blow Naero in half if not fired carefully.

Regeneration: Injuries, lost limbs, burns, etc. can be healed after a battle by natural causes. Can stop bleeding if given enough time in battle.

RELEASE ABILITIES

High Speed Regeneration: Recovers from wounds very quickly during battle.

Wraithlike Prowess: Increases speed, strength, and reiatsu greatly.

Bladed Night: Allows manipulation of the black bladed cloth on Naero's back, forearms, and waist. The range is 30 feet to stretch.

Battle Hands: Allows the gauntlets to transform into hand blades that have multiple purposes.

Rain of Blood: Naero creates slashes of energy all around his opponent using sonido and his hand blades, that are blood red. The slash lines turn towards the opponent, and collapse inwards.

Vengeful Countdown: The hand blades begin to glow cherry red. Barely, at first, but are completely red by the end of the technique. Losing himself to his wrath, Naero begins to fight like a madman, relentless and out of control. As the blades grow brighter, they give of more reiatsu, allowing for "phantom cuts" that feel like getting cut by the blade, but are much shallower due to the range.

Revenge: Breaks release form. All of the armor and the cloak shatters and dissipates. At the command of Naero, the shattered pieces turn into sharpened reiatsu and attempt to scissor cut the enemy from all sides. When the pieces collide, they explode with great force, putting everyone (including Naero) at risk. This technique is a last resort.

Role-Play Example:

The winds of the desert blew furiously, as the always did. Nothing ever visibly changed in this bland landscape; anything that dared defy such a damned sanctity was soon devoured by those who did. Well, all except for one.

A man sized hollow crouched on top of a rock. His spiky frame was in cruel contrast to his mask, which gave the impression of an evil smile. Of course, that was what the hollow always had on his mind, something evil or painful of some sort. He had graduated from such rudimentary things like hunting and searching. Bait was laid, the stage was set, and he was the one who got to enjoy every second of it.

A snake-like hollow appeared out of the sand. Ah..a big old Adjuchas. This will be fun. It slithered up to the dummy hollow, a very good copy made up of other dead hollows. The snake reared it's head, and struck at it. The dummy exploded into sand, leaving a bewildered and angry adjuchas hollow behind. A harsh laugh echoed across the desert, the snake like hollow looking at it's source. The man-like hollow had stood up, and was clapping.

"Bravo! Bravo! You truly are stupid, aren't you!" He hopped down into the sand. "What's wrong? Are you mad? I bet you want to kill me, don't you?" The snake hissed in response. However, it did not move. The man hollow laughed again. "Oh, you know what I am, don't you? I guess you know a Vasto Lord when you see one." The man hollow stretched upwards, yawning. "Well, let's cut this meeting short; I'm hungry."

There was a flash. That was all. The entire head of the snake had gone missing, before it all dissolved into the air. The Vasto Lord stood behind it, chewing. A massive reiatsu suddenly appeared close to him, and he froze.

"You are something else, Vasto Lord." The hollow looked at this new voice. He knew who it was, of course. Everyone did.

"Aizen-sama. What do you mean?"

"You could be useful to me. I could grant you power beyond your imagination, if you serve me." He turned. "I know you can follow me. I'll be waiting, Vasto Lord." Aizen disappeared.

The hollow stood still for a moment. An inaudible noise started deep in his throat. It soon grew, and grew, until is was a full-out insane laugh. "Aizen, you know I can't resist that. The fun would just be endless!"

The hollow disappeared in a flash, a ripple in the sand all that remained of him. Sand shifted around it, in the ever blowing winds, yet, for some reason, it remained unchanged. Almost defiant. Some would call this a sign, an omen of sorts.

I call it destiny.