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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Crimsonblade

Description

6'2" 210lb sleak black hair down to the center of his back. Pale skin 90% covered in runic symbols etched into his skin as scar tissue. Crimson eyes. Black gotee.
wears a full body length black travelers cloak. Underneith are black dragon scale pants, a blackened leather tunic with a blood red silk shirt underneath, black dragon skin riding boots, a black leather belt with a silver buckle in the shape of an eye with a large red ruby as the center.

Other: Crimson carries no weapons on his person because he has a very unique and deadly power. This power has been called Blood Ritual by the few people who have experienced it and lived to catalog it.
Crimson has the unique ability to control his blood. Through this power he can form his blood into multiple weapons of his choice.
Blood Bow: flicks thumb and pinky, drawing blood, thumb pointing up pinky pointing down a stream of blood shoots up and down from his fingers forming into a bow shape. Rakes first two fingers of opposite hand against middle finger pulling back (same motion as cocking a bow and arrow) a ribbon of blood flows from his middle finger to his hand forming an arrow. when released the arrow burns through anything it comes in contact with like acid.
Blood blade: uses his thumb to cut his pointer finger and the ribbon of blood forms into a four foot katana blade
Blood fangs: Clasps his hands together and slices his nails through the meat of each palm and down forming two wicked crimson daggers held blade down, one from each hand.
Blood ritual:splashes ribbons of blood from his fingers onto the target, in the form of a pentagram. thrusts his palm into the center of the seal. The victim's blood is absorbed through his palm, replenishing his health and healing any wounds he has sustained. takes time to perform. If interrupted the ritual backfires and drains a portion of his life energy.

Personality

Cruel. Takes pleasure in causing pain to others, never turns down a fight and will often start his own. Always looking for a chalenge

Equipment

other than the clothing on his back he carries a small pouch to hold his money atytached to his belt and a jewel incrested dagger iin his left boot.

History

Brief Bio: Life from death. Born to earth on a river of blood. A woman cries in pain as blood gushes from within. Her husband, pale and shaking sits in a chair at her side holding her pale hand. The midwife cries out as she holds up a white form in her arms. The baby lets out a horrid shriek as it sinks its teeth into her hand. Fifteen years later the child, Ethan, Stands in the doorway of his father's bedroom. Blood covers the bedspread and the boys shirt. He smiles and walks away as flames erupt in the room behind him, engulfing the mutilated corpse of his late father into there fiery embrace.
after taking the families fortune Ethan vanished under the alias of Crimson. He roamed the world looking for an answer to his strange abilities. He found hsi answer in a small under developed village in the middle of a jungle. The villages Witch doctors tought him how to control and harness his powers and he returned to sivilization to seak out his death. He now roams the earth with no destination set, looking for a fighter worthy to earn his respect in combat.

So begins...

crimson's Story

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