Name: Sterling Engetsu
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Power: Shadow Strike
As long as their is a light source causing a shadow from his weapon(any kind) he can manipulate that shadow to become the same weapon and allow it to strike with the same motion but in a different spot. As it is the weapons shadow it must follow the exact motion, he can manipulate its size and speed.
Affiliation: The Blessed
Rank: Advisor
Equipment: Sterling carries a katana at his waist, with a white ribbon which wraps the blade into the sheathe. Used only in dire situations, or if he gets too much fun from a fight. It was a gift from his dying father, and as such he maintains it constantly, also the reasoning he uses it as a trump. Along with his katana he wields two shorts swords which are clipped to the loops on his waist but behind him. The blades and handles are jet black with a 6" chain hanging from the ends of each handle. Dangling from the chains is a Crescent Moon pendant, these were a gift from his clan as their last name means "Crescent Moon"
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Appearance: Sterling's hair just brushes his shoulders, its straight and a dark brown that borders black. He wears a long sleeve hoodie, always open revealing a mesh shirt beneath. Every pair of jeans he owns typical has holes spread throughout each leg; none to major. His hood is never down, it throws a dark shadow over the upper half of his eyes making them appear darker than they are. His eyes are a crimson red and seem to pierce through everything in front of them. Until someone he respects comes along, which they focus on them and become softer. Sterling stands at 5'11", weighing in at 165. Running down each arm is a tattoo of two black ribbons swirling down the length of his arms until they disappear into his wrist.
Sterling is very stoic, his face never shows his real emotion at the present time. He enjoys being rather distanced when it comes to his own life story with the others. But his cold-demeanor is just a mere shell, once he's opened his heart up he can be a truly loyal and caring friend who will put his own life down for the sake of his cherished ones.
Sterling was born into a clan of assassins who a select few could communicate with the wolves in the surrounding forests but not all could. Only the Elders or village Heads could. He was born as the next heir as his father was the current Head. From the time he could stand and hold a weapon his father began teaching him their methods of the silent kill, survival and basic medicinal knowledge(temporarily stop bleeding, make a splint, etc) When he hard reached the age of 10 his clan put him through their Tradition. His father walked him farther into the forests than he had ever gone, and within a moment he disappeared leaving him with just his twin swords and a whispering on the wind. "Survive and make it home." After 2 months of being on his own, he found his way home to the village with mere scratches but a group of scars that ran the length of his back. A wolf had attacked him, his clan had one other sacred tradition, if attacked by a wolf you flee or die. You cannot kill a wolf even in defense, he told his father that he had killed the wolf who attacked him. With that, his father beat him and exiled him from the clan. But that was the only life he knew, For the next 6 years he lived in the forest, but he didnt stray far from his home. One day he had awoken to the smell of smoke, and a faint scent of blood. He ran to his village to find it burning to the ground and bodies scattered. He found his father in his last moments. They exchanged their words and with that Sterling set off to find a school that his father spoke of. Sterling's last memory was leaving on a boat for the school, but when he awoke next he sat in a room with no memory of how he got there, nor any idea of the four with him. The Leader had settled a matter for the rest of the team and Sterling followed suit. It did not matter who he worked for, as long as he lived comfortably but he wanted more freedom.
