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ButtsnBallsName: Trad Oak. The Corrupt Protector
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Affiliation: Vigilante
Weapon: Tyrfing. Much like its mythical counterpart, Trad only wields Tyrfing with the intent to kill. The weapon itself is a Darth Maul style double sword comprised of two long swords hooked together at the hilt. The hilt, once a shining gold, has become tarnished and worn from battle but the blades are still just as sharp. If range becomes an issue it can switch into a double barreled LMG able to equip dust for different ammo types. Sheer fire power alone is formidable, as it can fire 10,000 rounds per minute.
Semblance: Overload. Trad can turn the protective power of his aura into a devastating attack by overcharging its energy and sending it outward in a destructive explosion. The size will vary depending on his aura’s current state, the less damage done to him the more powerful it is. While he has yet to use it at full power, it’s assumed the force is the equivalent of a hydrogen bomb.
Doing this effectively destroys his aura, however, Trad physically is left virtually unscathed while anything caught in the blast radius will be vaporized or damaged heavily making it an effective last resort.
Personality: Cold and silent. Trad has no need for words. All he hears from others are excuses, and his sword does all the talking for him. Nothing will get in his way for justice and will go through any means to bring his swift judgement to those who are guilty in his eyes. He works alone and lives alone and prefers to keep it that way.
Trad is a master swords man able to use Tyrfing with great ease and combat multiple opponents at once. He often uses the direct approach when dealing with enemies as he finds them watching their impending judgment coming can instill the most fear in their hearts. He doesn't know the meaning of the word mercy. Once you are on his list it is only a matter of time before you meet the end you brought upon yourself.
Appearance: Standing around 5’ 9”, Trad isn’t the tallest or biggest, but he can keep a firm stance. His hair is dark blonde/light brown and is around shoulder length. His eyes are piercing emerald with dark rings around them from his sleepless nights. His beard is unkempt and has grown to about chest level. Trad wears a full set of dark green plate armor, scratched and dented from many conflicts. His symbol is displayed on the breastplate, but it has been clearly distorted. Tyrfing hangs on his back when not in use.
History:
The Oaks were a simple but close family. Trad’s father was a carpenter who owned a small shop selling various wooden décor. Instead of hiring employees, the shop was all family run by his mother, younger sister, and himself. It wasn’t a hard job, but it left little time to socialize with anyone else. His only real friend was his sister Natur. While Trad was often quiet and shy, Natur was quite the opposite. She was surprisingly out going and wasn’t afraid to stand up to any authority even her parents. She would often get him to sneak away from work when it was slow and roam the town together.
On one day, however, they found themselves in the wrong place at the wrong time. While simply walking by, a large dust shop was attacked by the white fang. Having gotten tip minutes before the police arrived shortly and attempted to secure the area. Unfortunately, the white fang decided to go out guns blazing and fire fight ensued. Trying to escape the bullet storm Trad grabbed Natur and tried to run for the nearest cover. He was in such a panic to get to safety, he never felt her let go.
When the dust had settled and the remaining white fang surrendered, Trad immediately searched for Natur, hoping to find her hidden somewhere safe. Instead, he found her a pool of blood. This moment sparked a fire of vengeance in Trad’s heart. How could the white fang be so cruel as to carelessly gun down a young girl? How was it the police could get there in time but still be too late to save his sister? He didn’t care. In that moment he knew he would never let something like this happen again, and thus his mission to protect the innocent began. By eliminating the guilty.
He started at the bottom, taking on street gangs and lower class criminals. Slowly he moved up tier by tier until his name was feared by many criminal organizations, and also much of the public. This didn’t stop him though, the evil of this world needed to be destroyed no matter what the cost. After a run in with a corrupt law official, Trad gained a list of names that were key in the white fang, the group that had taken away his sister. He didn’t hesitate in finding and eliminating every person on that list, crippling the terrorist group heavily.
It was at this point a rising politician began protesting the actions of Trad, calling him a mass murderer who himself needed to be brought to justice. He began pushing for the creation of a task force to hunt and bring down Trad. Trad couldn’t let this happen. This man now posed a threat to everything Trad had done, someone who would allow evil to rise again. That in itself was a crime and thus Trad sought out and murdered the politician in cold blood. Any support Trad had was now gone, but he was able to continue his work.
But what if other like him were to rise? They had to be stopped, for the good of the world. His mined had become warped and twisted as he continued to enforce his own demented sense of justice. Lawyers who defended criminals, prominent figures who opposed Trad’s actions, all of them were threats who needed to be eliminated. Trad knew he could never stop until all he preserved as “evil” were eliminated, and in many ways, everyone but he was.
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Affiliation: Vigilante
Weapon: Tyrfing. Much like its mythical counterpart, Trad only wields Tyrfing with the intent to kill. The weapon itself is a Darth Maul style double sword comprised of two long swords hooked together at the hilt. The hilt, once a shining gold, has become tarnished and worn from battle but the blades are still just as sharp. If range becomes an issue it can switch into a double barreled LMG able to equip dust for different ammo types. Sheer fire power alone is formidable, as it can fire 10,000 rounds per minute.
Semblance: Overload. Trad can turn the protective power of his aura into a devastating attack by overcharging its energy and sending it outward in a destructive explosion. The size will vary depending on his aura’s current state, the less damage done to him the more powerful it is. While he has yet to use it at full power, it’s assumed the force is the equivalent of a hydrogen bomb.
Doing this effectively destroys his aura, however, Trad physically is left virtually unscathed while anything caught in the blast radius will be vaporized or damaged heavily making it an effective last resort.
Personality: Cold and silent. Trad has no need for words. All he hears from others are excuses, and his sword does all the talking for him. Nothing will get in his way for justice and will go through any means to bring his swift judgement to those who are guilty in his eyes. He works alone and lives alone and prefers to keep it that way.
Trad is a master swords man able to use Tyrfing with great ease and combat multiple opponents at once. He often uses the direct approach when dealing with enemies as he finds them watching their impending judgment coming can instill the most fear in their hearts. He doesn't know the meaning of the word mercy. Once you are on his list it is only a matter of time before you meet the end you brought upon yourself.
Appearance: Standing around 5’ 9”, Trad isn’t the tallest or biggest, but he can keep a firm stance. His hair is dark blonde/light brown and is around shoulder length. His eyes are piercing emerald with dark rings around them from his sleepless nights. His beard is unkempt and has grown to about chest level. Trad wears a full set of dark green plate armor, scratched and dented from many conflicts. His symbol is displayed on the breastplate, but it has been clearly distorted. Tyrfing hangs on his back when not in use.
History:
The Oaks were a simple but close family. Trad’s father was a carpenter who owned a small shop selling various wooden décor. Instead of hiring employees, the shop was all family run by his mother, younger sister, and himself. It wasn’t a hard job, but it left little time to socialize with anyone else. His only real friend was his sister Natur. While Trad was often quiet and shy, Natur was quite the opposite. She was surprisingly out going and wasn’t afraid to stand up to any authority even her parents. She would often get him to sneak away from work when it was slow and roam the town together.
On one day, however, they found themselves in the wrong place at the wrong time. While simply walking by, a large dust shop was attacked by the white fang. Having gotten tip minutes before the police arrived shortly and attempted to secure the area. Unfortunately, the white fang decided to go out guns blazing and fire fight ensued. Trying to escape the bullet storm Trad grabbed Natur and tried to run for the nearest cover. He was in such a panic to get to safety, he never felt her let go.
When the dust had settled and the remaining white fang surrendered, Trad immediately searched for Natur, hoping to find her hidden somewhere safe. Instead, he found her a pool of blood. This moment sparked a fire of vengeance in Trad’s heart. How could the white fang be so cruel as to carelessly gun down a young girl? How was it the police could get there in time but still be too late to save his sister? He didn’t care. In that moment he knew he would never let something like this happen again, and thus his mission to protect the innocent began. By eliminating the guilty.
He started at the bottom, taking on street gangs and lower class criminals. Slowly he moved up tier by tier until his name was feared by many criminal organizations, and also much of the public. This didn’t stop him though, the evil of this world needed to be destroyed no matter what the cost. After a run in with a corrupt law official, Trad gained a list of names that were key in the white fang, the group that had taken away his sister. He didn’t hesitate in finding and eliminating every person on that list, crippling the terrorist group heavily.
It was at this point a rising politician began protesting the actions of Trad, calling him a mass murderer who himself needed to be brought to justice. He began pushing for the creation of a task force to hunt and bring down Trad. Trad couldn’t let this happen. This man now posed a threat to everything Trad had done, someone who would allow evil to rise again. That in itself was a crime and thus Trad sought out and murdered the politician in cold blood. Any support Trad had was now gone, but he was able to continue his work.
But what if other like him were to rise? They had to be stopped, for the good of the world. His mined had become warped and twisted as he continued to enforce his own demented sense of justice. Lawyers who defended criminals, prominent figures who opposed Trad’s actions, all of them were threats who needed to be eliminated. Trad knew he could never stop until all he preserved as “evil” were eliminated, and in many ways, everyone but he was.
