Uhm.... I'd like to join if it's not too late (lol and if I don't have to cross a picket line.)
Anyway, on to the fiction!
Name:Ragsnaer (pronounced Rag-snare) or Rags
Age: 32
Gender:Male
Appearance:Rags is very well muscled. Think Gymnast, not Arnold. His body is pockmarked with the scars of his youth; each a testament to, at the very least,
almost failing. He has naturally blonde hair that he frequently dyes black, or hides beneathe a hood. He has sparkling grey eyes that like to reflect colors (i.e, he's looking at something green so his eyes look green. This isn't a superpower, it's just a cool side effect of having grey eyes, trust me.) Rags always always always always wears a mask over his face to hide his identity, and very few remain who actually know what he truly looks like.


(I know it's two pictures but Rags is more the combination of the two.)
(Fantasy Being)
Race: Human
Faction: Black Banner (Assassin, Intelligence)
Bio: Ragsnaer is a cut and dry dark soul who has trained his whole life in the art of silent murder. He was stolen from his home with twelve other boys when he was 7 by a troop of goblins, who kill five of those twelve. He and the others were saved by a small clan known as The Crimson, a clan of assassin-type mercenaries who had rented themselves out to kill goblins. They Kept the seven boys as spoils of their efforts and raised them in their secret havens. Ragsnaer is the only known remaining of the original seven, most having perished on missions. He is the best of his clan, excluding his Grandmaster and mentor. Rags has a crooked moral foundation and struggles in the expansive grey area his occupation derives.
huh? huh? do I get in? ha-hmm?