Name: Nikolai Dixon
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Birthday: March 14
Characteristics: Tattoo of chains on left arm, Yin Yang on his right arm
Personality
Nikolai was and is not one to back down from a fight. He will fight for his assignment(anything he is told to do) at all costs. If innocent people are killed, so be it. If the peace of life is ripped apart, then so be it. If the earth is destroyed as a result, then so be it. But enough about his combat personality. Outside of combat, Nikolai is a generally laidback and silent person. Most of the time, when he does speak, it is about combat plans or just an insult. Nikolai rarely shows mercy to anybody, except his comrades. For example, he will spit in the face of a beggar, but will patch the wounds of a Guildmate. He really cannot stand lighty crap and such. The man refuses to work with anything of the sort. Now on to his upbringing.
Nikolai was born in a sort of catacombs underground. His family also joined in his hate of the things above and below. The boy was trained in the art of Funneled Fire, the standard magic for all people living in the underground. Having been sorrounded by darkness and despair had given Nikolai that cold feel to his personality. He was taught to show no pity, nor mercy. He also knew not to help people afflicted by certain situations, as they could apparently "bite him in the ass" later on. When the boy was eight years of age, he went to a fight with a weathered old sword. There, he would win his first fight, and meet a mentor that would teach him everything he knows.
As Nikolai plunged his dagger into the opposition's chest, an old man observed him and took a liking to the boy. After the fight, while Nikolai was walking out, covered in sweat and blood, the man pulled him out. Nikolai immediatly put his sword to the man's neck, planning to kill another. The man meant no harm, as Nikolai could see, and he began seeing him for fighting lessons. Seeing as to how Nikolai's fightwork was sloppy at the time, the training would prove to be of great use to him. Until the time he was seventeen, the man taught him combat skills, which improved the young man greatly. Just like his family, he was told not to show mercy nor pity, and kill when you have the chance. One day. Nikolai and his mentor were confronted by a group of thugs, around Nikolai's age. The duo fought and successfully erradicated the team. It is told that he cut one of their heads off with a sword, and pulled out the eyes of another. Nikolai soon grew to eighteen years of age, boasting of his fight with one of the most prominent gangs in his area. Soon, he had no choice but to retreat when the gang's affiliates caught up with him. Soon, he found himself as a drifter, looking into anywhere he could get. He also ran around from place to place, building his combat skills up some more. Now he looks for a Guild where he can be with people who share his point of view.
Likes:
1. Fighting: He likes a friendly spar
2. Card games: He likes Poker, Texas Hold'em and other games
3. Adventure: The fun of not standing still keeps him going.
Dislikes:
1. Good: He cannot stand for his life, those kinds of people who think it's in their best interest to save the world and crap.
2. Laziness: Work is important to him, and he cannot stand while people are laying dormant.
3. Cold: He controls Fire, so yeah
Motivations
1. Being most powerful: He trains every day to accompolish this dream
2. Gaining new power: He would like to gain all the great magicks and such
3. Defeating the gang he ran from: As soon as the man can get a chance, Nikolai will kill all who opposed him into running
Fears
1. Defeat: One of Nikolai's most feared aspects, he fears being at the mercy of others.
2. Obesity: He wants to keep his muscular shape
3. Death: Death will mean eternal torment, at least that's what he thinks
General Appearance
Height: 6'4
Weight: 210
Hair: Long, black hair
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Appearance: He is tall, and normal-shaped with medium-sized arms. He is your average tall guy, in general, just with long hair.
Guild/Council: Tartarus
Tattoo: On left arm, shoulder
Rank: D, ovbiously.
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Birthday: March 14
Characteristics: Tattoo of chains on left arm, Yin Yang on his right arm
Personality
Nikolai was and is not one to back down from a fight. He will fight for his assignment(anything he is told to do) at all costs. If innocent people are killed, so be it. If the peace of life is ripped apart, then so be it. If the earth is destroyed as a result, then so be it. But enough about his combat personality. Outside of combat, Nikolai is a generally laidback and silent person. Most of the time, when he does speak, it is about combat plans or just an insult. Nikolai rarely shows mercy to anybody, except his comrades. For example, he will spit in the face of a beggar, but will patch the wounds of a Guildmate. He really cannot stand lighty crap and such. The man refuses to work with anything of the sort. Now on to his upbringing.
Nikolai was born in a sort of catacombs underground. His family also joined in his hate of the things above and below. The boy was trained in the art of Funneled Fire, the standard magic for all people living in the underground. Having been sorrounded by darkness and despair had given Nikolai that cold feel to his personality. He was taught to show no pity, nor mercy. He also knew not to help people afflicted by certain situations, as they could apparently "bite him in the ass" later on. When the boy was eight years of age, he went to a fight with a weathered old sword. There, he would win his first fight, and meet a mentor that would teach him everything he knows.
As Nikolai plunged his dagger into the opposition's chest, an old man observed him and took a liking to the boy. After the fight, while Nikolai was walking out, covered in sweat and blood, the man pulled him out. Nikolai immediatly put his sword to the man's neck, planning to kill another. The man meant no harm, as Nikolai could see, and he began seeing him for fighting lessons. Seeing as to how Nikolai's fightwork was sloppy at the time, the training would prove to be of great use to him. Until the time he was seventeen, the man taught him combat skills, which improved the young man greatly. Just like his family, he was told not to show mercy nor pity, and kill when you have the chance. One day. Nikolai and his mentor were confronted by a group of thugs, around Nikolai's age. The duo fought and successfully erradicated the team. It is told that he cut one of their heads off with a sword, and pulled out the eyes of another. Nikolai soon grew to eighteen years of age, boasting of his fight with one of the most prominent gangs in his area. Soon, he had no choice but to retreat when the gang's affiliates caught up with him. Soon, he found himself as a drifter, looking into anywhere he could get. He also ran around from place to place, building his combat skills up some more. Now he looks for a Guild where he can be with people who share his point of view.
Likes:
1. Fighting: He likes a friendly spar
2. Card games: He likes Poker, Texas Hold'em and other games
3. Adventure: The fun of not standing still keeps him going.
Dislikes:
1. Good: He cannot stand for his life, those kinds of people who think it's in their best interest to save the world and crap.
2. Laziness: Work is important to him, and he cannot stand while people are laying dormant.
3. Cold: He controls Fire, so yeah
Motivations
1. Being most powerful: He trains every day to accompolish this dream
2. Gaining new power: He would like to gain all the great magicks and such
3. Defeating the gang he ran from: As soon as the man can get a chance, Nikolai will kill all who opposed him into running
Fears
1. Defeat: One of Nikolai's most feared aspects, he fears being at the mercy of others.
2. Obesity: He wants to keep his muscular shape
3. Death: Death will mean eternal torment, at least that's what he thinks
General Appearance
Height: 6'4
Weight: 210
Hair: Long, black hair
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Appearance: He is tall, and normal-shaped with medium-sized arms. He is your average tall guy, in general, just with long hair.
Guild/Council: Tartarus
Tattoo: On left arm, shoulder
Rank: D, ovbiously.
Last edited by Nikolai Dixon on 14th June 2014, 6:25 pm; edited 3 times in total
