Age: 40
Gender: Spiecies does not have separate gender, but he uses male pronouns for convenience.
Race: Fukana (A species of large iron bodied creatures who have shark-like tendencies and features, while they can traverse land, they prefer the arms of water)
Story Rank: Henchmen
Appearance:
Strengths/Weaknesses: In a fight, Soil is known as a fast hitter with plenty of force behind his fist, coupling that with the dangerously sharp claws at the end of his long fingers, Soil has one punch you don't want to block. On land this fighter is no sacker, but he is obviously at a severe disadvantage, he isn't as fast and he has the secondary problem of controlling the way he breaths so that he doesn't accidentally suffocate himself due to his native home being that of the sea. He's not above sinking his equally sharp teeth into any fraction of flesh he can, but a compotent fighter should be able to keep the creature at arms length if they know what they need to do. However, when Soil is place his native territory in any biome of water, you better hope that your swimming skills are on a super natural level. For in the water, the shark is king.
Signature moves:
Ice Claw - Soil ignites his claws with ki and takes part in a series of swipes that send sharp waves of ki that can slice an opponent in various pieces if they aren't careful.
Evil Eyes - This long ranges attack has soil fire a powerful blast of ki from his eyes, while this blast does not have that big a radius, it will leave terrible damage upon those it hits.
Hunter's Breath - Aligning his fingers in front of his mouth to channel ki, Soil lets a devastating ki attack shoot from his mouth.
Bio: Ever since he could walk Soil couldn't resist the temptation of crime, he started out small time bank robber on various planets, he loved the feeling of insurmountable odds coming down to chase him - It reminded him of his home planet's endless and free oceans. Through out the years he had earned his fair share of reputations among the underworld and galactic authority, slaughtered villages, looted a few corpses and probably kicks puppies on Fridays. Until one day he bit off more then he could chew when he attempted to attack the Saiyan 'Xelllori' for her ship, he was by far outmatched by the Saiyan and left struggling for life after their fight. He expected death or imprisonment, but when he awoke on the strange planet, he was met with an offer. Now he serves as Xellori's body guard of sorts for her strange band of outlawed cutthroats. And he wouldn't have it any other way.