Nicknames/Aliases: Cal, Nanas
Age: Undetermined
Gender: Male
Occupation/Class: Assassin
Kingdom of Origin: A Land Farther North
Description: Callias is a man appearing in his prime, with sharp, angular features, practically glowing yellow eyes, and a small, rather self-assured smile in nearly all situations. His hair is pale silver, framing his face with tidied curls, and he possesses a lithe, fit build. He is also somewhat taller than most- a trait not helped by his tendency to stand as straight as possible. Callias isn’t picky when it comes to most garments- so long as they aren’t horribly out of taste- but no matter what he’s wearing, he throws a cloak of dark fur over it when out travelling, and dons a pair of gloves to match. He’s also a heavy smoker, and it is rare to find him without a cigar of some unknown substance between his lips.
Equipment: Callias wields two weapons of choice- a finely polished crossbow made from ebony, and a one-handed short sword for when the former fails him. His armor is made from reinforced leather, and, while crafted to withstand some damage, was clearly made with stealth in mind.
Personality: Many things could be said about the (currently) retired assassin. While affable and courteous in the best of times, there tends to be an underlying carelessness behind most of his words- as if unaffected by the situation, whatever it might be. Even when faced with an incredibly bleak outcome, Callias will often shrug off any sobriety and simply roll with the punches. Although this means that he adapts easily to changing circumstances and the like, it can also make him difficult company at times. This isn’t helped by the man’s love of sarcasm, either, or his unapologeticness for his own actions. However, where it counts, Callias is dedicated towards his goals, and can be relied on in spite of his more shady attributes. He is also loyal to those who have earned his respect.
Callias also greatly enjoys a good fight, and good conversation.
Skills: Callias prides himself in being a fast learner, as well as a rounded individual- when in a fight, the man is quick to catch onto the technique of his enemy, and adapt accordingly. While he prefers to rely on his crossbow in battle to attack from afar, he is also trained in use with his short-sword, and uses a technique primarily based upon quick, careful blows when taking a more direct approach. Callias is also quite cunning, opting for a surprise attack over a strong, sudden charge.
Weaknesses: In a more direct confrontation, Callias is somewhat of a fragile speedster. While fast and capable of delivering strong blows, he lacks any sort of shield or a strong set of armor. This is made worse by the fact that the amount of bolts for his crossbow is limited, meaning that, if alone in a fight or snuck up upon, he will be forced to take this course of action no matter what. In addition to this, Callias himself can come across as a very disinterested or even shifty figure, making it difficult for him to be trusted in a group setting. It is also hard to tell whether he truly takes situations seriously or not, or, if he does, gives the same effort as others. Also a bit of a hedonist and chain-smoker.
Fatal Flaw: Heavy detachment.
Brief History: Mr. Dimitriou comes from a beautiful land surrounded by sea, snow-topped mountains, and lush forests, and filled with sprawling cities and harbors. The region itself is populated with people of all walks of life, but the most common are, by far, the hunter-gatherers that grew with the country, and the criminals birthed by the steadily dwindling resources. Callias was one such criminal, albeit of foggy background. An assassin by trade, the man slowly built up a reputation for himself with his talent, rather dubious hobbies, and “friends” in high places. Contacts rolled in like honey for the man, and, with the money that came from such jobs, the man was satisfied. Callias eventually travelled to the heart of the dying lands for better pickings, and was eventually hired to murder a Yulian Scholar. This, however, turned out to be a set-up, and while he put up a fight, he was swiftly captured and thrown into the dungeons.
When the offer came to be sent into the Lost Lands, Callias gladly took it, and was brought from his prison and into civilization once more. While his fate might not be the most pleasant one, he is content, and holds little remorse for what he has done.
Other:
- Has a soft spot for cookies.