Name: Zavid Fawnton

Age: 25

Type: Pewter

Appearance: A freaky 6'11", Zavid is considered the tallest in the town. He has long, blonde hair and blue eyes he hides under his black fedora. With class, he walks in a black trench coat, hiding his weapons. His pants are always American Eagle, signifying that he has some sort of wealth, which he does. He wears a necklace, showing the symbol of the Pewters. He also has a huge tattoo on his back, showing the same thing. His ring also has the inscription engraved in the center of the Shamrock stone.

Natural abilities: He is fast and accurate and is great at hiding in plain sight.

Natural weaknesses: He's not at all very strong, which he makes up for in knowledge of the pressure points. He's also got a fear of heights.

Personality: He's rather serious. He tends to show no emotion, only a hint of a smile or a frown here and there. His gaze remains cold, as if trapped like that for eternity. He's very diplomatic, very intelligent. His mood will depend on how he deals wth a problem, but few can guess how he's feeling. He'll either tell his clan members to get on it or he'll deal with the problem himself. He makes up a good eigth of the murders that have happened in the city recently.

Ability/Weapon: To keep a modern agenda, he carries a 9mm. pistol in one of his trench coat pockets, but he only uses it when he needs to. He always fancies killing with the bow and arrow, mainly a recurve bow, which can shoot 150 years max, but has incredible accuracy in the right hands. He has plenty of arrows within a hidden quiver stitched into the inner back of his trench coat, remaining concealed until it was too late for the victim. He studied Krav Maga, a special martial art dealing with how to kill an enemy in the fastest way possible as well as in any situation.

History: Being the first born of his family, it was considered his destiny to take up the leader of the clan when his father became too old and worn for it. It was a constant litany carved in his head from the moment he could understand and comprehend sentences. He let his father take control of him and moldim into what he wanted Zavid to be. He'd known the story of the past and he strived to make his heritage proud by proving leadership of the town, but only when the five Malachai came.

When he was eight, he'd begun his training, not from the urging of his father, but on his own. He'd begun taking the basics, karate and tae kwon do, but netiher skope to his senses. It was when he came across Krav Maga that he accepted. No one thought nothing of it. Pewter City was a dangerous place and they thought it was wise that the boy took this class. He was spoon-fed to learn violence. His true motive: to take over Pewter City one day and move on from there.

He was considered a success. He did well in high school and went on to major in chemistry in college. He holds a job as a fragrance creator in the tiny mall Pewter City has, but no one is the wiser. They don't realize that he runs one of the ruthless gangs in the city, as well as commits his own crimes. He does what he does best: hiding in plain sight.