[b]Name:[/b] Ellis Williams [b]Code Name:[/b] Bloodhound [b]Age:[/b] 21 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [u][b]Appearance[/b][/u] [img]http://animatrix.thesolarnetwork.org/images/gallery/galdet06.jpg[/img] American born and raised, he looks to be the average white guy who decided to be a cop rather than go to college like everyone else. Trimmed short black hair, a scruffy beard he attempts to keep trimmed close to his face, and dull brown eyes, he looks anything but notable in a crowd. He's toned, fairly muscular, which he prides himself in, so with his six foot even height, he makes a bit of an imposing figure. At least, he would if he tried. The man is a slouch, constantly tilted forward like there's a weight hanging from his chin. Not only that, but he wears baggy clothing when not dressing professionally, and when he does dress professionally, he still looks like a slob, covering it all up with the most stereotypical white trench coat anyone has ever seen. [b]Psychological Profile:[/b] Anyone who actually knows him would in no way assume he was an intelligence agent. He's a laid back guy without a care in the world when anywhere but a police station or office, using dry humor and dull wit combined with a great amount of luck to get him through his day. Also, gallons of coffee and enough cigarettes to give him lung cancer nine times over in one day. Though, no cancer yet. He's not stupid, just not the best at school smarts. Getting past entrance exams was a nightmare, and then going through Lezzad training was even worse until they realized he was cut out for running someone down or listening into a conversation rather than sneaking around like a jackass. Speaking of which, he's got little respect for fellow Lezzad and Dagula agents, preferring to be anywhere but near them. [b]Specialty:[/b] Lezzad [u][b]Skill Appraisal[/b][/u] [b]Bloodline:[/b] - Supposedly, Ellis is an ancient descendent of the Greek giant Argos, an all seeing guard made by Hera. On the bright side, Ellis didn't gain any extra eyes, but his perception of things, be it through sight, smell, or hearing, is magnified far beyond the capacity of any other human on this earth. At will, he can see for miles, hear a whispered conversation from several blocks away, and can track a man for weeks based solely on his distinct scent. The ultimate hunting dog, he's been told. [b]Personal History:[/b] "Alright, there're letting me write this part. Hopefully, they won't cut out anything or add anything I didn't put in here. Anyways, name's Ellis, and no, I am not a country hick like the name implies. Gonna try to keep this short and concise, as to not bore anyone actually bothering to read this shit. "So, I was born in the kinda large city of Evansville, Indiana. Lot of stuff to do there, but at the same time, not s whole lot. Sure, there was an arcade, theatre, cinema, even a laser tag place, but once you've done everything, it all seems kind of boring. Even going to see local sports doesn't cut it after a while. "Anyways, we lived on the nicer side of town, away from the gangs and, as my mother called them, 'Hoodrats.' Growing up, I watched a lot of cop and detective shows, which sort of put me on the path to wanting to become a detective for the police. Despite my parents calling me quite a few things for that decision, stupid being the kindest. "School was... a trip. Other kids didn't like me much, and after a while I didn't like them. I was that weird kid that sat in the back and heard everything anyone said and butt in from across the room. Teachers were always my best friends, and really my only friends, besides the internet. Yeah, sad, I know, but whatever. I'm a big boy now, and so are they, and we all agree that we were immature. No big deal. "After middle school, parents enrolled me in the Academy. If I was gonna throw my future away on being a cop, I was gonna do it right, they said. By some miracle of God, I passed the entrance exams, packed my bags, and headed off. "Lezzad training was a bitch, but got a bit easier after they stopped expecting me to sneak around like a jackass and try to disguise myself. Became a hunting dog and occasionally a watchman. Nothing got past me and nothing got away from me. Gt teamed up with a bunch of Assaults and a Dagula for some hunting trips. Now I'm here in Arkhan, so, lucky me." [u][b]Weaponry[/b][/u] [url=http://talesetc.com/stories/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/colt45.jpg]Colt 45[/url] [url=http://uncrate.com/assets_c/2010/03/delegate-pocket-knife-cropped-thumb-960x640-7761.jpg]Pocket Knife[/url] [b]Other relevant information:[/b] Likes to work out, but is hardly a fitness nut. He'd just as quickly go for the box of Oreos as he would a bowl of salad. Unrelated, he managed to pick up a bit of Japanese so the Academy, enough to speak it well enough to be understood. Has a complete photographic memory, be it sights, sounds, or even smells.