[Hider=Assyro - Warden][center][img]https://a.wattpad.com/cover/50975867-256-k711317.jpg[/img]

[color=Coral][b]⟡ ⟡ ⟡[/b][/color][h3][color=Coral][u] < A S S Y R O   G O N T I E R> [/u][/color]
[sup][sup][color=Coral]❰ MALE [b]⟡[/b] WARDEN ❱[/color][/sup][/sup][/h3][/center]
[color=Coral][sub][u][b]	A P P E A R A N C E				[/b][/u][/sub][/color]
[indent][indent][color=CCCCCC]Assyro is a hulking package of distilled muscle and volition. His eyes quake at the sight of opposition, ravenous for the opportunity to incapacitate them. His hair is a dirty blonde, nappy mop, often leaving greasy bangs lounging over his pale, milky flesh, beside a field of poppy seed freckles. In casual attire, he will usually be seen wearing a leather jacket, black and orange, with denim jeans on. He has a distinct scar around his throat from some sort of incident with a knife.

In his armored form, he is concealed by overlapping plates colored somewhere along the gray-scale with a large wrap around his body. His mask has a distinct point beneath the chin.[/color][/indent][/indent]

[color=Coral][sub][u][b]	B I O G R A P H Y					[/b][/u][/sub][/color]
[indent][indent][color=CCCCCC]He remembers that his name was Assyro Gontier, or that someone's was. He kept a diary about being a prison guard, or he read someone's diary, maybe a compelling novel. He's pretty sure he used to fight until he could no longer stay conscious. He remembers the way he felt when no one could dare go toe to toe with him. The warmth of victory's smile upon him was all he needed, or wanted for that matter, even in the harshest of environments.[/color][/indent][/indent]

[color=Coral][sub][u][b]	P E R S O N A L I T Y				[/b][/u][/sub][/color]
[indent][indent][color=CCCCCC]He's a short spoken, gruff individual with an indomitable will. He tends to approach combat with the simple plan of beating the enemy into submission. He's not necessarily excited to into battle against the Void, but he has no idea what else he would be fighting for. He gives little thought to pleasure, but feels as though he is dragging an anchor of dissatisfaction with him at all times.[/color][/indent][/indent]

[color=Coral][sub][u][b]	E Q U I P M E N T					[/b][/u][/sub][/color]
[INDENT][b][color=db4b30]⟡ [/color]<Riot Shield>[/b]
[indent][color=CCCCCC]<Typically hanging over his back when not in use, he keeps a translucent shield to hold back the most disruptive oppositional outbursts. It can be held up and carried, thanks to a strap that wraps around his forearm, or it can be planted into the ground and stretch out to a width of six feet.>[/color][/indent]
[b][color=db4b30]⟡ [/color]<Stun Baton>[/b]
[indent][color=CCCCCC]<A foot long, metal rod with a pair of antennae on one end that can continually toss a strand of electric yarn back and forth. He keeps it handy in a holster on his side when not in use.>[/color][/indent][/indent]
[color=Coral][sub][u][b]	M I S C							[/b][/u][/sub][/color]
[indent][indent][b][color=db4b30]⟡ [/color]<Deck of Cards>[/b]
[indent][color=CCCCCC]<A deck of lucky playing cards he can't remember how to play with.>[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][/Hider]