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Description
Character:
"Well ain't that pretty interesting right there.""

Basics:
Name: Baize
Nickname: No one has given him one yet.
Age: 26
Birthday: Questionable.
Gender: Male

Stats:
Height: 6 feet
Weight: 190lbs
Build: Not bulky, but he is very fit with very defined muscles.
Eye Color: Light hazel
Hair color: A very very dirty blond, a lot more dirty than blond. Shaggy, not much time to cut it properly, but never long enough to get in his eyes.
Unique markings?: His face surprisingly scar free, the rest of his body is not so lucky. He is covered in countless scars all over his body, many of them small, some of them quite large.

Personal Traits
The good ones: Highly trained, he is never one to lose his cool, no matter what is going on. He is borderline arrogant, but his confidence stems from his understanding of his own abilities, it is not false pride. He has a quirky sense of humor that gets him through life, and it is practically impossible for him to be traumatized.
The Bad ones: Baize lacks basic compassion for mankind. He has no respect for someone who isn't a gentleman, and will ignore anyone if they aren't worth his while. He is slightly addicted to sexual pleasure, seeing how fascinating it is to watch someone else react to sex. His own feelings and reactions are severely stunted. If he lived in modern times, most assuredly would be diagnosed as anti-social personality disorder.
Personal likes: Baize cannot live without tea, often finding leaves of any sort among the wasteland he travels, always making sure to test it on some unsuspecting idiot first. He has an almost romantic love for the sunrise, for personal reasons, and also enjoys singing children's nursery rhymes when alone or bored. Competition of any sort with interesting people are also a big like for him, as well as purposely making people react in various ways, fascinated by the whole idea.
Personal dislikes: People who don't like tea. People who don't understand the merit of a good drink or fuck. Being interrupted during tea time, being interrupted when he is trying to get off. Anti-climatic deaths (he feels all of them are), and his old job, which was assassin for hire.
Occupation?: Originally kidnapped as a child and made into an assassin for hire, Baize decided one day he was bored with it, and quit. Not that it was that easy, seeing as he has people hunting for him right now, but he doesn't care. His new acceptation is wandering the wastelands, discovering new amazing things about life and the weird shit it does.
Hobbies?: playing with his knife, jacking off, getting any mounts he obtains killed, messing with people, becoming a connoisseur of tea, and anything else he may get his hands on in the future.

Family/Friends
Mother/Father: Mani/Deryu Ferton. Not that anyone knows their names, or Baize's real name for that matter. He was kidnapped from them in a raid when he was five, and never saw them ever again. He had ended up in the wasteland town because his mother was too ill to make it all the way to the next domed city, so Baize was raised there instead. Until he was kidnapped of course.

Best Friends: Friends don't exist in Baize's mind. The concept of caring that much about another human being confuses him, to him it's something to observe from afar with logical interest. Not that he would admit becoming friends with his fellow traveler Cale, which he came to travel with under very interesting circumstances.

Description
Character:
"Well ain't that pretty interesting right there.""

Basics:
Name: Baize
Nickname: No one has given him one yet.
Age: 26
Birthday: Questionable.
Gender: Male

Stats:
Height: 6 feet
Weight: 190lbs
Build: Not bulky, but he is very fit with very defined muscles.
Eye Color: Light hazel
Hair color: A very very dirty blond, a lot more dirty than blond. Shaggy, not much time to cut it properly, but never long enough to get in his eyes.
Unique markings?: His face surprisingly scar free, the rest of his body is not so lucky. He is covered in countless scars all over his body, many of them small, some of them quite large.

Personal Traits
The good ones: Highly trained, he is never one to lose his cool, no matter what is going on. He is borderline arrogant, but his confidence stems from his understanding of his own abilities, it is not false pride. He has a quirky sense of humor that gets him through life, and it is practically impossible for him to be traumatized.
The Bad ones: Baize lacks basic compassion for mankind. He has no respect for someone who isn't a gentleman, and will ignore anyone if they aren't worth his while. He is slightly addicted to sexual pleasure, seeing how fascinating it is to watch someone else react to sex. His own feelings and reactions are severely stunted. If he lived in modern times, most assuredly would be diagnosed as anti-social personality disorder.
Personal likes: Baize cannot live without tea, often finding leaves of any sort among the wasteland he travels, always making sure to test it on some unsuspecting idiot first. He has an almost romantic love for the sunrise, for personal reasons, and also enjoys singing children's nursery rhymes when alone or bored. Competition of any sort with interesting people are also a big like for him, as well as purposely making people react in various ways, fascinated by the whole idea.
Personal dislikes: People who don't like tea. People who don't understand the merit of a good drink or fuck. Being interrupted during tea time, being interrupted when he is trying to get off. Anti-climatic deaths (he feels all of them are), and his old job, which was assassin for hire.
Occupation?: Originally kidnapped as a child and made into an assassin for hire, Baize decided one day he was bored with it, and quit. Not that it was that easy, seeing as he has people hunting for him right now, but he doesn't care. His new acceptation is wandering the wastelands, discovering new amazing things about life and the weird shit it does.
Hobbies?: playing with his knife, jacking off, getting any mounts he obtains killed, messing with people, becoming a connoisseur of tea, and anything else he may get his hands on in the future.

Family/Friends
Mother/Father: Mani/Deryu Ferton. Not that anyone knows their names, or Baize's real name for that matter. He was kidnapped from them in a raid when he was five, and never saw them ever again. He had ended up in the wasteland town because his mother was too ill to make it all the way to the next domed city, so Baize was raised there instead. Until he was kidnapped of course.

Best Friends: Friends don't exist in Baize's mind. The concept of caring that much about another human being confuses him, to him it's something to observe from afar with logical interest. Not that he would admit becoming friends with his fellow traveler Cale, which he came to travel with under very interesting circumstances.