Terrin Cassius

"Honor is for generals who lose."

Full name: Terrin Winfred Cassius
Titles: 'The Wraith'
Social rank: Peasant
Job or societal position: Bodyguard of Johannes Volt
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Appearance: Picture above

Personality: Outside of battle, he can be rather soft spoken and usually quiet, letting people around him talk as he prefers to simply observe, though he will take if need be. Terrin's patience over the years has been lengthened due to his past and has grown to be more stoic over the years. He believes that pride will just get in the way of fighting, though he does hold a certain code of conduct in battle. In battle, he could be called tactical, ruthless and observing always trying to look for a weakness of the enemy, he doesn't shy away from taunts to agitate or irritate his enemy and he tends to use the environment to his advantage. His preference to speed has made quite a few people dub him 'The Wraith', his mentality is that speed triumphs and in theory, if you're never hit, then theoretically, you'll never lose. If his parents are ever mentioned in a bad tone, he will develop to a flurry of rage. He also prefers to not harm or hurt innocent bystanders.

History:
Born and raised by relatively peace loving, parents whose proffesion was that of a simple farmers. Terrin lived a relatively peaceful and calm life. Everyday he had to do menial tasks for his loving parents, such as farming and the like, though Terrin didn't really mind as he enjoyed the peaceful life of a farmer. The serene and tranquil life would have go uninterrupted had it not for a bunch of Robbers that broke in his during dusk. His father was the first one to notice the break-in, quickly instructing his wife to hide Terrin in the foyer. Being the peaceful and halfwitted as he is, he tried to reason with the Felons offering them the little amount of money they receive, only to be met with steel. His mother had promptly hidden Terrin in the foyer and covered it. The door swiftly flinging open, to be greeted with a gasp from Terrin's mother and lust filled eyes. In tears, Terrin could only sit there and watch as they had their way with his mother and then soon followed the same fate as his father. Trying hard not to make noise, they soon took all their belongings and left.

Tears and snot, Terrin was covered in. After dawn hit, his Uncle, Alsamius Cassius who was a renowned knight, frequents Terrin's home, only to encounter two dead bodies, one stabbed and the other roughly defiled. He quickly found Terrin sobbing quietly, feeling pity and for the love of his brother and sister in law, he took the boy in. Terrin, still being in an emotional slump after many months, his uncle would try and snap him out of it, through hard work and harsher training, Terrin had drowned out all his regret and bitterness and converted it to tranquil rage, making it one of his goals to find those two robbers and give them the same fate as in parents. Quickly absorbing all of his training, he had adopted and absorbed all of his uncles mentality and general policy, which is that speed triumphs and that honor only brings about death but Terrin still adopts his own conduct. After years of training, he had finally surpassed his Uncle. This was evident as he had finally won one of their mock duels with him not winning a single one 'till that day, to which his Uncle was delighted and with an ear to ear smile congratulated his nephew, Terrin. Terrin didn't know how to react but he felt satisfaction during the time. Thought the said duel was extremely close and that his uncle was going relatively easy, Terrin didn't notice.

Skills: Noteworthy mastery of the longsword, can use other weapons sub-par. Tactical and strategical during battle to the point where a few called him a 'battle-genius' Moderate horse riding as his uncle taught him frequently.

Dreams and fears: Dreams to be somewhat like his Uncle and also wishes to avenge his dead parents, fears to lose people who are important or close to him.

Favored equipment: Wields a longsword custom-made by a blacksmith that was requested by his uncle, Alsamius for his 18th birthday. Prefers to wear light armor or chain mail to maximize his speed, but will wear full armor if the situation arises.

Extra: Prefers to read in his off time and has a pet rat.
Has a peculiar trait, in that, when he is close to, or near death, he will smile accepting his fate.