"Thats right little prince... Run..."
Loyalty: Queen, who is also his secret crush.
Likes:
-Fucking
-Hunting
-Killing
-Getting payed
-Show-boating
Dislikes:
-Weakness
-Late payments
-Survives
-Elves
Vantrix is a cold blooded killer. He is his own man, fighting for what he wants to,
as long as they pay him handsomely... Any and all are prey to him, from dragons to humans. But elves are his main targets...
Vantrix has one nasty habit of breeding with his targets. Be them male or female...
Weapons:
Blade of Death-
A blade forged from Ebony Steel, cursed with dark magic to make who ever is struck with it unable to use spells for a short time. This is Vantrix's primary weapon.
Claw of the Hunt-
A pair of long ceremonial arm blades, attached to his arms at the forearm.
The Charr. War hungry beasts hailing form a land far away from Rose. Long ago, the Charr murdered there own gods with huge weapons of war. But they did not stop there. War was what they craved, and war is what they got. Any land, any terrain, the Charr were prepared for victory at any cost. But this was also there greatist downfall. In there battle with the humans, the first human king Atlebern smashed his ancient sword into the ground, destroying the entire attacking force, along with his own men. In a single day 100,000 Charr warriors were killed...And even to this day they havnt recovered from the battle...
War was never something Vantrix desired. Having been raised in the forests of his land, he learned to hunt from an early age. No one, not even himself, knows who his parents were, but it was also something he never really cared to know eather.. (WIP!)