The night was chill. The cold air stung the dark mans lungs. His eyes watered from the sight of the full moon. A bright night for danger. The silhouette of the giant man laid against the brick tiles of the streets. Their uneven lining like that of broken teeth. Kicked in multiple times yet never truly giving them selves into the harm and abuse they endured. The city was dark yet not asleep. It, a being with secrets and a dangerous attitude. It was more than the sum of its parts, the city was held aloft by a more sinister motive than to survive. It was a vicious murder that thrived on the bloodshed it spread. But despite that, it was the only place where Vestiago felt at home. The only place he felt peace within himself.
He sighed as his thoughts about where he lived assailed him. He was much to large to enjoy the vantage points of the city. He had only his minds eye to help him image the beloved place he lived in. His usually joyous nature was subdued with his thoughts and emotions. He felt sentimental tonight because of the weight it carried. it was the first night that Hawk had given him a real assignment. Call it a sixth sense, but Vestigao had a feeling that tonight his entire life would change. For better or worse. He pocketed his hands after pulling up his hood over his head. He much enjoyed the touch of shadows and darkness. It was the only place he felt no one could judge him. Within his own mind, he was perfect. And in that place, he took solace against the hurt of the world. He had seen and known so much pain. He knew both extremes too well.
Vestiago was a worldly man. During his fights, he had traveled the world twice over. When he was a champion of the underworld fighting syndicate, Vestiago had tasted what the world had to offer. He much enjoyed it. His only regret was that his bloody path was a lonely one. Vestiago breathed in deep through his nose as he made his way from the stink of the waters around him. The sad wooden planks cried and squealed under his weight. Tonight was a sentimental night, but now business called. His time to regret and change had ended. Now it was time to act and embrace the majestic hatred and dark places he was now apart of. A kings player, the title he had been gifted now needed him. It was a heavy weight to carry, but it was not enough to crush his indomitable spirit nor his body.
The night streamed past him as he made his way. People looked up at him during his passing, but none dared to offer their words to such a demon. The Red Fist, The Demon, The Butcher, all names that were tied to him. His past didn't matter anymore. Vestiago rolled his shoulders as the pale blue light came into view. The signal to enter beckoned him. Vestiago stood infront of the door with his hand held at the ready. He made sure to knock lightly as to not damage the sturdy door. He doubted he could ram it down if he tried, but a little caution never killed. He took a moment to observe the surroundings, putting them into his memory. As the door opened for him, he noticed he was not the first to arrive. He expected this as he took his time to arrive. His girth took the entire frame of the door. He blotted out the night air and shine of the moon as he took a moment to drink in the smells and sights of the room. Other now apart of his family before him. He smiled and stepped in. Letting the door close behind him as the warmth of the fire kissed his chilled face. His dark skin glistened against the light, he pulled off his hood to properly inspect every one else. He didn't mean to set an intimating aura, but it happened some times.
"Good. I will not be starting the night alone! Nice to meet you all. I am Vestiago! Let us all be friends!"
Vestiago gave a big hearty laugh and relaxed slightly. His deep booming voice commanded attention of the room. He smiled genuinely and grabbed a cup and filled it himself. Vestiago then seated himself along the table with food and drank deep from his cup of tinted liquid. The burning spirit cleansed him of doubt and filled him with a warm vigor. He then looked at the others and smiled, memorizing each of them individually. Hawk was a good man, Vestiago trusted his judgement bring together a good group to represent the King in his struggles. The anxiety washed away from Vestiago as the night became more pleasant.
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Hmmmmm. Sha'Knora could show up.... Gah Im not even sure if that is enough of an invitation to come.
Sha Knora needs some kind of invitation. As her personality, she would just be sitting in the ship or her room waiting for the mission to start.
im not even sure how to start. xD
Oh man. Mass effect makes me crave this RP more.
Name: Vestagio Montrill
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Backstory+how Hawk found and recruited you: Vestagio was a low life thug. He was born in the streets. A rat child who had to run between the gutters and shoes of other people to survive. A tough life for a young boy. Taken in by a small time gang, he was nothing but a bully and a thief for a while. He was strong a big, and really good at putting his fist in other peoples faces. As he grew up, he wanted more than just to beat up other people. He wanted the money. He joined larger gangs and put his money on his skills. The lords of the underworld often held tournaments of underground fighting. It was a chance for Vestagio to make it big. He joined in the tournament and went undefeated. He was a merciless killer, deadly in all aspects. Word started to pass around that there was a nobody who killed champions. An unknown figure simply dubbed "Red Fist" as a title. This unknown combatant rose fast through ranks of the underworld fighting tournaments. Thats when Hawk took notice. Hawk watched one of this mans fights. And he was impressed a little at the mans skills. Vestiago was a master at his craft of dealing deadly blows. What made Vestiago the best was his adaptive combat style and his skull crushing power with every strike. Vesiago had a tactical sense to his combat. His every move was a calculated hit. Hawk then recruited Vestiago after a match. Contacting him with a letter. Vestiago had been in the ring for so long. He had almost forgotten what it was like to live out side in the air of the world. The underground was now too suffocating. And the opponents were too easy. But Vestiago was also aware that his life was in danger.
He had heard rumors that some of the other under lords wanted his head. Jealousy ran deep in their veins as their money all went to the champion. There was word an attempt on Vestiago's life was going to be made soon. Hawk offered not only protection, but a better life. Vestiago couldn't deny that offer. So he disappeared into the night under Hawk's wings.
Skills/role in the group: Combat specialist
Expert at hand to hand combat
Proficient with weapons: Swords/daggers/axes/bows/crossbows/rifles/pistols
Information extraction (Ex. Torture)
Survival (Ex. basic first aid, camping, hunting, etc.)
Miscellaneous(likes, fears, bit and ends): Vestiago is a man that has a refined pallet. He is a cook just a much as a fighter. He loves to make food and cook for other people. Vestiago is a very cheerful person. Always full of joy, even when in combat. He lives a laid back life. But of course he is serious when he needs to be.
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Backstory+how Hawk found and recruited you: Vestagio was a low life thug. He was born in the streets. A rat child who had to run between the gutters and shoes of other people to survive. A tough life for a young boy. Taken in by a small time gang, he was nothing but a bully and a thief for a while. He was strong a big, and really good at putting his fist in other peoples faces. As he grew up, he wanted more than just to beat up other people. He wanted the money. He joined larger gangs and put his money on his skills. The lords of the underworld often held tournaments of underground fighting. It was a chance for Vestagio to make it big. He joined in the tournament and went undefeated. He was a merciless killer, deadly in all aspects. Word started to pass around that there was a nobody who killed champions. An unknown figure simply dubbed "Red Fist" as a title. This unknown combatant rose fast through ranks of the underworld fighting tournaments. Thats when Hawk took notice. Hawk watched one of this mans fights. And he was impressed a little at the mans skills. Vestiago was a master at his craft of dealing deadly blows. What made Vestiago the best was his adaptive combat style and his skull crushing power with every strike. Vesiago had a tactical sense to his combat. His every move was a calculated hit. Hawk then recruited Vestiago after a match. Contacting him with a letter. Vestiago had been in the ring for so long. He had almost forgotten what it was like to live out side in the air of the world. The underground was now too suffocating. And the opponents were too easy. But Vestiago was also aware that his life was in danger.
He had heard rumors that some of the other under lords wanted his head. Jealousy ran deep in their veins as their money all went to the champion. There was word an attempt on Vestiago's life was going to be made soon. Hawk offered not only protection, but a better life. Vestiago couldn't deny that offer. So he disappeared into the night under Hawk's wings.
Skills/role in the group: Combat specialist
Expert at hand to hand combat
Proficient with weapons: Swords/daggers/axes/bows/crossbows/rifles/pistols
Information extraction (Ex. Torture)
Survival (Ex. basic first aid, camping, hunting, etc.)
Miscellaneous(likes, fears, bit and ends): Vestiago is a man that has a refined pallet. He is a cook just a much as a fighter. He loves to make food and cook for other people. Vestiago is a very cheerful person. Always full of joy, even when in combat. He lives a laid back life. But of course he is serious when he needs to be.
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Finishing the up the two most recent movies. Then I'll start from the very beginning.
That sucks.
On a positive note, I'm watching Star Trek. Both the show and recent movies! Monthly nerdathon! Marathon of space exploration. Since we're doing the same thing.
On a positive note, I'm watching Star Trek. Both the show and recent movies! Monthly nerdathon! Marathon of space exploration. Since we're doing the same thing.
That's a cool intro. But what exactly would we as the players be doing?
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