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Name: Executioner

Age: 23

Race: Nightwalker (Human Form)

Sexual Preference: Straight

Height: 5'10''

Weight: 150 lbs unequipped

Eye Color: Hazel and emerald

Hair Color: Sable

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Occupation: None

Class: Indeterminable

Powers:
Basic magic
Thermokinesis
Water Elemental

Equipment:

Todesengel: The rapier is 48" in total, with a 6" hilt length. It weighs 2.78 lbs in total, and is balanced at 22% of the length of the actual blade. The hilt has a small jewel, wrapped around with thin platinum wires. The black blade is extremely cold, and it is often coated in a sheen of ice. The hilt has a small sapphire, wrapped around with thin platinum wires. Held on left hip.

Seelenova: A long flamberged claymore. Carried across the back.

Cudgel: Darkwood studded with darksteel spikes, two feet long.

Throwing Dagger x6: Black, finely balanced for throwing.

Healing Potion x2: Dragon's blood mixed with moon sugar, powdered and concentrated in aloe and the juice of a fireflower.

Viperhand: Appearing to be two snakes wrapped around each other, this ring can be used as a whip of snakes should he desire to do so.

Mail Shirt: Mithral chain vest worn under loosely-fitted black leather armor. Small spikes adorn it.

Mail Pants: Legs are covered in black dragonskin britches, which have blackened steel chainmaille over the entirety of the britches, greaves over the shins, and knee plates over the knee caps.

Combat Boots: Calf-high boots made of leather. Contains a single knife.

Bio:

Found one dark and lonely night on a doorstep with a single note by the unmarried swordmaster of a large empire's capital, the young Executioner was raised in a military stading, learning how to use blades form the age he could and recieving the upbringing due to a nobleman, although he couldn't be stopped from joining the military as a knight, raising quickly to a captain when he wasn't amusing himself with women or parties, where he had the uncanny ability to somehow keep the ale cold and the food hot.

After a few years of service, the young man was nearly killed by a marauding party of orcs, saved by the interference of a figure in spiked black leather armor who simply utilized magic in conjunction with his blade to vanquish them all. Although he never showed his face to the swordsman, he inducted the dazed swordsman into the Inquisitioners, a cloak-and-dagger preternatural criminal justice paramilitary force, serving as his surperior officer and father figure.

There, he learned the basics of magic, as well as learning how to work with his thermokinetic abilites. After more training, he set out as an Inquisitior himself, quickly gaining the title of "Executioner" after being able to successfully carry out over seventy-five legal writs of execution.