[hider=Character]Name: 'Jericho' Kaite (Pronounced "Kite") Sinclair

Age: 22

Gender: Male

[hider=Apperance] Kaite stands at a physically unimposing 5'4 runt save for a lean swimmer's tone. His hair is sheen with what seems like a silvery brown, it holds a slight wave to it and is usually worn longer than average, almost reaching their shoulders if the bulk wasn't tied up in a thick poneytail in the back. This leaves the front half to fall naturally. Their eyes hold a mint green hue that often appears muddy though brilliantly catches the light. A clean complexion paints him as being beautiful, though he secretly resents compliments as he tends to be mistaken for a woman. Kaite is often clad in regulation attire which, by appearance, take great pride in their work and care to upholding the image (Although comes off more adorable than respectable due to their build). An adaptation upon request is to add half an inch to the soles of his boots to make him seem that much taller...he is considering switching back due to looks he's reportedly been given.
Adding on to this is a black and white plaid scarf of unknown significance though frequently totes the scent of various colognes and perfumes alike. This scarf is kept up to his nose to hide as much of his face as he can get away with.
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Personality: Starting with the easiest summary, sociopathic. Where others broke and were built back up as hunters, Kaite broke and convinced himself relying on others wasn't what gave them strength. He came back slower than the others in his group, but many are certain he's still not entirely there. Frequent bouts of disproportionate bite in response to their treatment landed them in trouble a few times while still in training after injuring sparring partners. They're known to be cold and calculating, heavily influenced by logic which they use as a mask to hide the bitterness they feel towards general existence, especially other humans, in a nihilistic fashion. On the topics of masks, even with their violence considered, Kaite carries himself with a pleasant nature even in their own darkest moments but only until they feel genuinely threatened do the claws come out.
It's obvious and disquieting how they frequently use emotion as a veil to keep themselves from others, while still coming off wholesomely approachable and even friendly in the best of situations. The tone and conveying of words wielded like a honed blade rather than of human nature. Aimed to cut where it can; he wants to fit in, but finds trouble opening up the way others do and often dodges topics about himself out of personal comfort.
Kaite enjoys the company of women, though not in the physical sort. This is hinted to by the scents they adorn their scarf with, though it doesn't explain the cologne. Most attribute the scents towards making themselves appealing to the opposite sex...most are often wrong, as they wash and re-scent the scarf frequently. They have a stark fixation on water, more namable for its quality of being pure and nonjudgmental. This has carried over to be a love of aquatic life of all forms as well as a borderline heretical worship of an unspoken entity they find within it they refer to as "Distant Fish". While the tenants are akin to teachings, it differs in unsettling ways. He rarely mentions this, even in prayer, and instead the words slip barely under his breath in moment of distress in the way some would say "God damn".

Strengths: Kaite is exceptionally skilled with the rapier and most forms of slim swords, relying mostly on dexterity and timing rather than brute strength. To this note, keen reflexes have served him as well as his affinity for observational perceptiveness to either avoid or preemptively end confrontation before it rears its head...this is not without its drawbacks.
Their nearly artistic appreciation for emotional application to reason has granted them a silver tongue which they often flaunt for the sake of intimidation and diplomacy alike, though only so much can be taken seriously from such a small man. Many would think him more suited to be a poet rather than a hunter.

Weaknesses: 'Physically unimposing', the term isn't thrown around lightly since most average joes with a labor job could easily win in an arm-wrestling contest let alone bench-press Kaite. Technology has never been his strong suit, and being a fast learner only helps him understand that which he can give a foundation to. Crossbows are about the most he can wrap his head around, usually.
His admiration towards women sometimes clouds his judgment. A lightweight when it comes to alcohol, he appreciates a fine drink but can't handle more than a shot or two.
Prone to violence and cruel measures to meet an end where diplomacy fails.

Equipment: -Kaite wears leather plating over undeservingly formal attire under their greatcoat. The ink staining that went into marring the leather black almost makes it look part of their attire if it weren't for obviously being armor.
-A [url=http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii313/larlim/PC%20Pappenheimer%20Rapier/IMG_0507.jpg]pappenheimer rapier[/url] with a ring of seashells crushed against the inside of the guard.
-Runed knife.
-Repeating hand-crossbow (compact 4-round magazine with foregrip cocking mechanism)
-Vials of "Holy Water" (Normal water)
Other: Wears an eyepatch on pirate principle (Keep one eye dilated so they can remove it when they enter dimly lit areas and have one eye already adapted to the darkness)
Speaks with a slight "French" accent.[/hider]
Subject to change.
Edits1: Small additions to personality.