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Name: Reno
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Age: 28

Gender: Male

Race: Half-Elf

Class: Monk/Berserker

Ability: During his rage state, Reno gains a considerable amount of strength and agility, however his body becomes more easily fatigued.

Personality: 
Reno can be described as quite easy going, cheerful, and at times pretty sharp tongued, he's quite loyal to his friends and colleagues and is willing to protect them. During combat, however, Reno is prone to insatiable rages that cause him to fight endlessly until either the enemy or he is dead. If he survives the conflict (Which he has until now), he will often go into a bout of confusion and amnesia for a few moments before regaining his senses. This rage only happens when he begins to rely on instinct rather than his martial prowess. Despite his 'punch first, ask questions later' methods of communicating with those he considers to be suspicious, he is still quite intelligent in a broad kind of way.

Who you were: 
Reno was a mercenary for hire, and he was often hired for extermination missions due to his reputation as a blood-thirsty, unstoppable killer. He was born into a family that lived in a temple within the mountains. Here he learned almost all of his skills as a martial artist. Most of the teachings of self control were lost when his colleagues were mercilessly killed during a escort mission that he had been hired to join. The very first mission he ever had. He went berserk, killing his assailants with the same mercilessness, tearing them apart with his bare hands.

After a few years of his violent escapades as a mercenary, his awoke. He couldn't remember what had happened, but he knew he was a slave. And his last day alive was ahead of him. His shackles were tighter than most of the other slaves, his arms shackled together in clasps without even an inch of room to move. His body was wrapped be a chain around his torso, further securing his arms in place.
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