Vasin (Vah-sin) Sterik (Stare-Ick), from The Fall of Azazel, a roleplay on RPG

Age:32

Species: Serpiente (Snake people)

In his snake form Vasin is a snow white hue with mismatched speckles of black nearest to his tail. His eyes are a deep dark brown almost onyx in color. In his snake form and human form (also Demi) his speed is unparalleled due to his new found powers. He focuses on speed and speed alone. He is not at all near the speed where he cannot be seen, but his movements are executed in a quick and calculated fashion.

When he is human Vasin stands at exactly 5’ 11” and has snow white hair with speckles of black running down the back of his head to where the neck and shoulders adjoin. His body has a slender build with a slight muscular buff around his entire body. His fingers are long and slender but strong, with extremely smooth tanned taught skin lining his being. One of his eyes is a silvery sheen similar to a polished silver goblet his other eye is the purest of white, like freshly fallen snow covering the earth (due to realism the white eye he cannot see out of due to the lack of refracting light).

His face shows slight hints of aging allowing some forms of wisdom to show. He always wears a thin cloak white with silver stripes flowing down the back. His boots are the “modern day” combat boots (draped in a black coloring) equipped with a pair of thin Daggers with an emerald hilt which are on his left boot, on his right boot Vasin has a set of Sai’s with an onyx hilt in the design of a snakes head. Around his neck Vasin has an emerald studded necklace in the shape of a King Cobras’ body. He also wears a hood black like the darkest night of which you cannot see his face, only being able hear his voice. Stretching from his left eye to his right ear in a diagonal manner Vasin wears a large jagged scar from a scuffle in his past. Otherwise he wears a pair of silk pants, shirt of which they are all white as the moons warm radiant glow.

Personality

Vasin is a quiet man, seldom does he smile. To his friends he is known to take trips or 'bouts' as some call them to wander the wild to enjoy the bustle of the wildlife and in order to gain a sense of serene calm. He has an odd habit of flicking out his tongue at odd intervals causing some socials scenes to not go in his favor, with this he tends to stare at people beyond the appropriated time before it becomes creepy and uncomfortable.

Equipment

Natural Abilities-

~Demi-Form(Half Taipan): Vasins’ eyes become more brightly colored along with his pupils turning into slits. He grows fangs and snake skin in the process whilst this forms poison is far less poisonous than the full snake form if one is bitten they will due a slower more painful death. His speed and reflexes are at the peak humans most which gives him an edge over the average person. In this form Vasin stand around his normal height with an extra long neck just like a snake.

~Full-Form(Taipan): Vasin shifts into a fully grown Taipan around 6’ long. His poison is deadliest in this form along with heightened speed and reflexes.

~Hypnotizing Dance: Just like a snake begins to sway back and forth the prey has the sudden urge to see the snakes face. Once the prey sees the face they cannot look away as they are being attacked and devoured. (This is exactly what snakes do. Also once you make contact you have a very low chance of being able to move before it kills you. Now there are things such as people who have a strong will can escape and in the semblance of a Role-Play this will not work unless you are weak willed to avoid any Godmodding).

Vasin carries no other weapons for one obvious reason. When he turns into a snake he has no hands...

History

Over the long years of which Vasin has been alive his childhood alone remains shrouded in his mind known to only himself. Once he reached a ripe young age Vasin dreamt quite often of a world of which his strange abilities would be excepted, wishing for a place he would not be shunned by the very people he called a family. Later that year during the season where the sun burns more brightly his dreams whisked him away on a magical journey to another place, another home of which he would be welcomed with open arms. He always awoke dreaming from those nights only to realize that it was not the world he had been given instead a world of where the dreamers, outcasts as his mother used to say lived in poverty. Vasin always knew she was wrong with crushing what little hope he had. He had a plan, a simple one at best but a plan nonetheless.

Throughout the beginning of clean crisp air the ground covered in dried but beautiful leaves to the fresh white snow fall he waited, collecting whatever he could from the merchants that drove through the town from time to time. Vasins’ collection was growing ever so slowly in a pace he found he once hated but since his time as a younger person he had grown used to the fact that things sometimes move slowly. It took four long years for Vasin to collect all of his materials in order to finally escape from the life that beat him down emotionally and physically. On his last day in his town Vasin looked behind him cloak flowing in the soft breeze, he realized that the town had given him something that without the rough patches he would not have strove to wander the world in search for his dreams, they thought or he always assumed that they never left him emotionally weak but rather emotionally strong. The labor tasks they always had him running back and forth for allowed his muscles to develop given birth to strength in his limbs. The things he had to carry always seemed to be valuable which gave him grace. With that last thought Vasin turned away never to return to the town he never called home.

Ten Years Later

Vasin lived a completely different life now. It took years to reach the destination he dreamt of but he finally succeeded. He was only living there for a measly three years when he was approached by the Kings speaker who stated in a clear cut tone that his presence was requested upon by the King himself. Pleased with such news Vasin quickly rounded up his belongs dawning his snow white cloak. Clasping his hands together Vasin was lead by the guard unknowingly leading to his ne found life.

The King was pleased with the abilities that Vasin had kept hidden over the years, pleased enough to request or demand as some say to become one of his Elite. Knowing this was just an extension of his current dream Vasin bowed deeply accepting the proposal entering into the life he had always dreamed of……