Name: Natsuo Phoenix
Nickname/Alias: Silver Blade
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance:


Personality:
Though usually peace and calm are natural comments about Natsuo's personality it is merely something that scratches the surface of his personality. Natsuo is in earnest a unstable person who enjoys fighting and killing people. Not for sport but for the thrill of besting an opponent that others wouldn't ever dream of opposing. He almost sociopathic in his tendencies in a fight but also knows when it is best simply to kill an opponent. Though he doesn't like torturing his opponents he does enjoy messing around with people who aren't nearly on the same level as he is himself. He can be deceitful and a deviant liar whenever he fancies and has been called a habitual liar by some though he merely sees it as bending the truth.

In spite of this intense need for violence in his life Natsuo has a side to him that does enjoy talking and getting to know people on a deeper level. He enjoys spending time with others and naturally enjoys comedic situations. He fancies himself a master of sarcasm and is always the first one to try and get out a remark at someone's expense. He enjoys swimming and reading just as he enjoys practicing his swordsmanship. He loves dogs and other furry creatures to the extent where he wishes that he could own one but knows he couldn't properly take care of one if he did.

However it seems from his troubled history that Natsuo has a deep and well rooted distrust of people despite knowing them for extended periods of time. He refuses to comment why or change his ways and he will make it clear to people while they may be his friends or even allies they will never truly earn his trust. Trust and love itself have become a distorted emotion for Natsuo that he hardly feels anymore and refuses to try to understand it. He views women and relationships the same way a person would if they a shut in: a way to get out of loneliness. Though he doesn't view women as naturally inferior to men he does view with with some distrust more so than males.

Though he does not especially care for any material or financial reward he does like them and hardly refuses what he believes to be a fair reward that he believes won't comeback to haunt him. He has a deep dislike for drugs and alcohol and refuses to touch the stuff in general unless it comes in the form of medicine and even then he complains.

History/Bio:



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Weapons/Items: A long black hilted Steel Katana with a ruby pommel.

Armor: A White Jester's Mask made out of Stainless Steel made to fit him customly and an overlaying plate of steel that covers his chest and shoulders. He also wears black gloves with iron studs embedded in them and thick leather leggings.

Imperial Arms: None at the moment

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Combat Specialty: Close to Mid Range - Two Handed Swords Mastery

Adept at Daggers and hand to hand

Other Talents: Disguise, Voice Altering, and Hunting

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Other:

Name: Yosuke
Nickname/Alias:
Gender: Male
Age:20
Appearance:
(no wolf thing.)

Personality: Yosuke is a skilled fighter with a laid back attitude when he isn't fighting. He is always ready for a challenge and will do almost anything to get the job done. When he is not on a mission you can find him in one of a few spots. Hanging out on the roof reading, fighting danger beasts or eating something in the kitchen. He holds a deep seated hatred towards the Empire and at time can let his anger get the best of him when it comes to matters about them. Likes to hang out with Natsuo because of his personality.

History/Bio: Yosuke was born to a middle income family in the capitol. Growing up he showed interest in fighting and was trained by a teacher his parents hired to teach him. After his parents died he was taken in by his teacher and trained with him tell he was skilled enough to join the army. After some time in the army he saw how corrupt many of the soldiers were and learned his commanding officer had something to do with his parents deaths. Losing all hope he had in the Empire he went AWOL. He was then found by Natsuo and asked him to join Salvation. After joining Salvation he increased his training and worked hard to make a good impression on his new teammates. Yosuke ended up fighting his old commander on a mission and killed him. After the fight he took the commanders Imperial Arms for himself.

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Weapons/Items:

Armor: (See picture.)

Imperial Arms: Changeling. A sword that can change into other objects. (Axe, club, crowbar, ect)
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Combat Specialty: Close range.

Other Talents: Cooking and metal work.

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Other: Tho you wouldn't be able to tell by just being around him he is gay.

Name: Klyde Jensen

Alias: The Undying

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Personality:

Shattered is one good word to explain Klyde’s persona, The original man one could’ve met had in all essence died. The man left behind had nothing to lose, and no one to forgive. When one does find a way to get him to speak more than a few words at a time it should be taken as a unique occurrence, or a bad day for the one receiving his words. However. do not mistake this for being a hateful person, Klyde seems rather dark, but he does have a kind heart.

Klyde before:


Klyde After:


History/Bio: Klyde was honestly your average boy, born in an average family, in an average life in the capitol. His father was a smith, and his mother was a tailor, they made a fair living in the Capitol, when he came of age, he went straight to the military and signed up. He joined at 18 and quickly got to training with the rest of his unit. He excelled with bastard swords and two handed swords. Though it was clear, he had plenty of raw strength and talent to be honed into a great soldier. So his unit’s commander, after two Years of Klyde training, fighting and rising through the ranks of the unit, was placed under the commander’s personal tutelage, slowly shaping Klyde into a lethal swordsman, able to swing the largest of greatswords with hardly an effort. As time went on the two became a feared duo on the battlefield, slaying the Empire’s foes without fear.

Though nothing good lasts forever, as the saying goes. As the two grew more fearsome, some in the higher ranks feared them, and the risks they presented to the fat, rich and cowardly noblemen that helped line their pockets. So they sent them on a new ission, out in the middle of nowhere, and there they saw her...Esdeath in the flesh, was sent to kill the pair. They simply stared at her at first, unsure of why someone like her was here, that is, until she tried to kill them.

The fight ensued for as long as the duo could fight it, though she easily was able to whittle down and injure Klyde, and slowly, painfully kill his commander before him. This lit a burning ,searing rage accompanied by bloodlust, giving Klyde the strength to rise, badly wounded, and full of hate. With his damaged body and wheezing breaths to suck in air, he seemed almost dead. This made her...Smile at Klyde, in short complimenting his will, insulting his commander, and having the rest of his unit executed.

As his commander laid dying, Klyde was asked to take his Imperial Arms, and avenge the true worth of the Empire with it. The good that still remained, lived within Klyde, were the words that he parted from this life with. These are the words that motivate him to this day.

For a couple years he was a roving swordsman, killing bandits and those who harm the innocent wherever they may hide. No matter the number, he is their destruction, their undoing. To them, he was called The Undying, for no matter who he faced, nothing could kill the man so far.

Though, he did meet someone who piqued his curiosity, they didn't fight, but they spoke of a way to get his revenge, a group called Salvation. If this group helped him obtain his revenge on that harlot. He would do it, so he joined salvation and grew in strength and skill. He now had a goal, and ways to reach it.

Weapons: The greatsword he had eventually made himself over the years of service, whilst on leave, and his Commander’s Imperial Arms.

Imperial Arms: The Culling, a greatsword that gets deadlier and hits harder the longer you are in combat, at the cost of one's stamina.

Armor: Full-layered plate designed to allow freedom of movement and good protection, custom made for Klyde after the incident, also has his original military armor stashed somewhere safe.

Skills

Able to wield two greatswords in battle, and still move rather well.

Specialized in close to mid-range combat.

Is extremely resilient in combat, hard to stagger, and hard to stop.

Is capable of out dueling some of the strongest warriors with his homemade fighting style, which blends heavy overhead swings with other momentum building attacks. This style aims to make Klyde's offensive hard to stop, if not impossible. Where others are fast, Klyde is brutal.

Other Talents:
Is a decent smith, so most weapons and armor can be repaired with the right materials.
Has a knack for spotting an enemy's weak spot in a fight.

Name: Sayuri Takashi
Nickname/Alias:
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Appearance: Sayuri looks like this except she wears black boots, black pants with a dark red flame design below the knee, a blood red sash-like belt, a white sleeveless shirt, and white cloth bandages around her hands and lower arm leaving her fingers exposed. She also wears a necklace with a dark red dragon head charm. Oh her back she has a huge X shaped scar with each line reaching from shoulder to hip and numerous smaller ones covering the back of her hands and forearms.

Personality: She is extremely laid back and carefree rarely taking anything seriously. While she is generally nice and approachable she actually has very little trust in people. She generally needs to have absolute trust in someone to consider them a friend but will make exceptions.

History/Bio: She was born and raised in a smallish village to the east. She was the village elders daughter. The village lived in peace with the empire since close to when it took over the country. The peace ended one day when the empire came and requested some of the men and women to enlist in the military. Originally they agreed and began negotiating actual numbers. The elder and official eventually got into an argument and the official left. Three weeks later the village was attacked and razed to the ground. The few survivors were captured and given to several political allies of the official. The only one he kept was Sayuri. Most of what happened to her is completely unknown even to her as she wiped most of the memories from her mind. She was kept prisoner for 4 years until she finally found her chance to escape. One of the guard was careless and left her bonds loose. She got herself free and was able to make her way to the officials office without being seen. When she arrived she found her villages treasure and her fathers necklace hung up like trophies on the wall. The treasure turned out to be an imperial arms. Killing him with it and escaping she lived on the run until she was found and recruited by Salvation.

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Weapons/Items:

Armor: Her clothes are made of a light metal alloy that offers protection from bladed weapons.

Imperial Arms: Dust Talon - It looks like a black metal magatama. . It generates a metal dust and allows the user to manipulate and make several different kinds of bladed weapons from it. The list includes swords, spears, naginata, knives, and other similar weapons.

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Combat Specialty: Close to mid range combat. Specializes in any bladed weapons.

Other Talents: She is an amazing cook and can also sew extremely well.