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Malikai
Jun 17, 2011 1:12:58 GMT -5
Post by Malikai on Jun 17, 2011 1:12:58 GMT -5
General Information
Name: Malikai Dragonettie
Alias: N/A
Martial Status: Unmarried
Nationality: Guilderian Human
Place of Birth: Alterra
Current Location: Guilder
Former Occupations: A wealthy shield smith.
Abilities: Malikai is very charismatic through his intimidation. Many know of who he is, and know well enough he is not afraid to kill, or find someone to kill for him.
Personality: Though intimidating, Malikai is also very kind to those he loves. He likes the "Masked Defender" style of things, and longs to be that, but knows that he, as an assassin... a murderer... could never be so honorable. He is a masked killer.
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Malikai
Jun 17, 2011 1:16:02 GMT -5
Post by Malikai on Jun 17, 2011 1:16:02 GMT -5
Appearance
Malikai is young, very average looking, but has stern eyes that look into the soul, very intimidatingly.
Height: 5'9"
Eye Color: Grayish Blue
Clothing: Dark colors.
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Malikai
Jun 17, 2011 1:23:05 GMT -5
Post by Malikai on Jun 17, 2011 1:23:05 GMT -5
Armory
Tactics: An enemy is an enemy to Malikai. They deserve no honorable death, even if it means stabbing them in the back and twisting, which is exactly what he and his assassins do.
Shield: As a shield smith, Malikai uses a variety of shields, but his favorite is one he carries on his back. The shield is named Darkshell, and it bears the insignia of his Assassin Clan.
Swords: Malikai wields two thirty three inch blades, short enough and light enough to create circular attacks of great havoc. He named his blades Gore and Hunger.
Bow: What is an assassin without his bow? Malikai possesses a Black Bow, with several black tipped arrows.
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Malikai
Jun 17, 2011 1:23:30 GMT -5
Post by Malikai on Jun 17, 2011 1:23:30 GMT -5
Personal History
"She... was my world.... Everyone... must... die...."
A shield smith to the eye. A tortured voice to the ear. A scent... of hate....
Malikai Dragonettie was a man of great power in the Guilderian Community. People did not go to him solely for shields, more or less, to hear a great story he would tell, while his adopted daughter, Allexia, would fix food and sing songs of the past.
It was one day, when he was returning from a long trip of delivering a shield to a goblin he had befriended, he gazed upon the burning home before him... and Allexia, nailed to a tree by the sword in her gut.
He walked over to her. She was still breathing, miraculously. She looked into her foster father's eyes and said, "Daddy... white clouds... beautiful... like my birthday...."
Malikai, tears swelling his eyes, drew a nurturing finger up and down his foster daughter's face. "Yes my daughter... there will be many more tea parties... I'll even invite Ethrassa to make you a coat...."
"Oh, joy...," breathed Allexia. "I do enjoy tea...."
Her head lolled a bit, and she gave her final breath. Malikai stood their, broken. Ripped in half, as if the world had melted into a blackness he was drowning in, and could not swim out from.
He looked at the burning home, and looked back at his daughter... his world....
"I'll return," he spoke to the dead girl, denying her death.
He raced to the front door of the burning house and kicked it open. He raced to his daughter's room, and pulled out from her drawers a doll he had made for her, long ago....
"It's stitched with love.... You will always be my daughter... forever...."
He felt like letting the fire consume him... until he saw movement outside through the window... and a face he recognized only through his terrible marches through the streets, unnecessarily showing off severed heads, flinging them about madly as if they were nothing.... the Priest.
To be continued....
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Malikai
Jun 17, 2011 1:23:54 GMT -5
Post by Malikai on Jun 17, 2011 1:23:54 GMT -5
Soundtrack
Slipped Away, by Avril Lavigne
Allexia...
From the Depths, by Inner Surge (Listener Discretion Advised)
The Priest... Whatever god you serve... you and it will meet its end... and your wives will scream in agony... and your bastards will not see their seventh year... faith has got you this far, oh Minister of Death. Will it save your own life from the pain I am destined to inflict on you? Revenge is my god... MY religion. What can your god do against that, huh? WHAT CAN YOU DO?!?!
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Malikai
Jun 17, 2011 1:25:51 GMT -5
Post by Malikai on Jun 17, 2011 1:25:51 GMT -5
Relationships All descriptions are provided by the individual.
Work in Progress
Karina
Casimir
Ethrassa
Gorbag
Milo
Orith
Shade
Wulfgar
Ironside
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