I am Vicious and I was given this name for the ruthlessness of my father and for me to take after him. I stand 5 foot 7 inches tall with a ripped body. I have long braided red hair pulled back into a ponytail matched by my deep red eyes. There's a scar that goes vertically straight down the center of my right eye. My dark skin and rough appearance complimented by a think beard makes me unique. I see myself as one who follows the shadows as I like to use my surrounding to my advantage. I want to get a deeper understanding of combat and the shadows as well as find ancient relics by increasing my skills to where no one can stand in my way. I see partnerships as a way to achieve goals in a faster method yet also a way get back stabbed for being too friendly. I intend to advance stealthily and slowly gaining trust of the ones worthy of it, as well as, striking down those who aren't in order to become the next Ruler of Kings. It should be known that I hold no grudges against those who follow their principles to the end. Thus I know start this path knowing I will share no regrets.
Advisor Description
I walked into the tavern at dusk to get my first meal after finally arriving at my new destination. Most people of the journey went their separate paths except one female dressed in armor, most likely a guard of the convoy. Soon after I sat down at the table she had walked in and started searching the tavern and her blue eyes met mine. Her strut was certainly attractive her ample bosom very noticeable even with all that armor on, I could barely take my eyes off her.
"I am Arisa," she spoke to me very professionally, "I served with your father, I remarkably love the manner of which he dispatched his victims. I hope that I can look forward to the same lack of mercy of others from you as well."
"Of course, I take after him in a lot of aspects and I will never spare my enemies unless of course they are more useful alive." I add, "So is this going to be a strictly business relationship or is there room for more."
"I am almost always willing to mix business with pleasure," she winked at me, "however, now is not the time nor the place. Get situated first I will be here to help in case any issues arise."
She gets up to leave flaunting her assets knowing that I am watching. While somewhat suspicious of the timing I cannot say that I am not intrigued and glad to have at least one ally in this town, maybe…
Relation Description
I see her beautiful dark purple hair pulled back into a ponytail and her piercing purple eye and her left eye is covered by her bangs. With her hair pulled back I see that she has pointed ears that points to her being an elf. She has a smooth jawline and her features are extremely angular followed with a small nose and tilted eyes toward her nose. Her body is well tanned almost to the point of brown yet not quite there. She flaunts her extremely slender figure with an unbelievable ample bosom with should not exist with the contradictory of her figure. She has the assets and knows it, but keeps her distance almost as if teasing all that see her.
Most beautiful lady of Vicious
I saw a flash of brimming blue hair flowing all the way down to her round bottom. She was wearing a skin tight tank top which could barely contain the extreme amount of cleavage that was showing. She also had a cloak that flowed from the waist down sometimes flapping in the wind to show black heel boots. She stood so out of place and yet seemed to fit in to the gracious crowd which was so contradictory to me. She looked over and winked at me with her bright green eyes. I felt as if all breathe had left my body as I ached to see more of her. But just as soon as the show started she hopped off the fountain in the middle of the streets and disappeared among the crowd.
Reflections on your mother
My mother is sitting in front of the fireplace with me on her lap.
"Ok Vicious, you should not follow in your father's footsteps. Stay free of army enlistment so you can think on your on and make your own choices. So that you can live without regret. However, you should keep his ruthlessness as you don't know who to trust and those that well betray you will only continue to do so."
Savage the Barbarian joins the Adventure Party of Vicious
I approach a man of short stature even shorter than me in the tavern. I ask to hire him to come with me for battle and be in my party. He has light tan skin and a hefty disposition support by a massive beard. His beady brown eyes light up in excitement as I show him the gold I'm going to use to hire him. He seemed more excited at the prospect of being hired and the chance for battle than the actual gold. Thus I now have my first member that will follow me in my party.
Breath of life comes to Vicious the Assassin. I, Assassin of my own castle, do liveth again. I have been given a second chance. Mine lost in wonder 1st awakening. Was it a fumes of fancy. I need to changeth mine aim.
Familiar Description
Timor had pitch black scales the entire length of his body and matched by his black wings. On the outline of his scales is a tint of purple almost as if that is his true color underneath all those scales. Being a Draconia he is all muscle not a shred of fat and when he looks at you with his dark crisp purple eyes its almost as if he's staring into your soul. In order to summon him I enchant my necklace and all I have to do is say "Timor Veni" in any form of volume in case I'll need him discretely. In order to have him leave I say "Timor Relinquo". When facing other people that are not myself or we are close to Timor is very cautious, silent, and ruthless. He doesn't care of the fate of others and is almost a untrusting of others as myself. However, when we are alone he will sometimes bring about his playfulness, which is a bit shocking. When I call him I also always have to double check he came, as he moves as silent as the shadows.