It's too easy I think every time
I am the man for the perfect crime
Who's gonna see it?
Who's gonna know?
I tell myself in the final blow

Name: Shaddar Vos Abbadon
Race: Half-Fiend
Gender: Male
Theme Song: De Staat - Devil's Blood (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgObLNPlBzY)

Full Portrait: https://i.imgur.com/h3cTph9.jpg



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[This character is an evil PC. While they may not always act it, at heart their cares are entirely selfish and diabolical. Understand this going into RP with this character. They act with malice, desire only selfish ends, and work to spread corruption through the world.
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[Recent Changes:] None, yet.
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Physical Stats:
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[Height] 7'0"
[Build] Lean, fit, toned
[Age] Late 20's, early 30's
[Eyes] Red
[Hair] Black
[Skin] Rich Desert Tan

Standing just about seven feet tall, Shadar is a rather exotic looking man with a face that naturally looked displeased when at rest. With bright red eyes set in dark skin and even darker hair, his gaze was heavy and firm, still retaining a certain violent and almost predatory nature aimed at those he would rest that intense gaze upon.

Long, straight black hair framed that stern visage, a dark black mask covering man's mouth, his lips almost perpetually drawn to a thin line or down in a frown when uncovered - the entire look punctuated by naturally down sloping eyebrows. It would be hard pressed for a person not to take note of the curious horns that surrounded his face -
two large ones curving downwards, with two similar smaller sets running back through his long hair.

The man's body was fairly normal for one of his age and stature, slender but fit, and slightly muscular in nature he was far from most of the muscle bound warriors that wandered these lands, making one wonder what the massive dai-katana at his back was for.

Finally from behind it was hard to miss the long, black scaled tail, wrapped about by a spiked piece of jewelry at most times, lashing and thrashing behind him in a slow dangerous spiral. Hanging from his back was a magical bag - a bag of holding,
crafted from dark black demon hide. Along with the massive katana, the man also carried a flintlock pistol, and a long dirk.

Skills:
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[Wordcraft] Skilled
[Spellcraft (Magic)] Legendary
[Bladecraft] Legendary
[Discipline] Exceptional
[Concentration] Exceptional
[Perception] Poor
[Stealth] Poor
[Healing] Average
[Acrobatics] Superb
[Worldlore] Average
[Magic Lore] Exceptional

Statistics:
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[Strength] Exceptional
[Dexterity] Superb
[Constitution] Exceptional
[Intelligence] Above Average
[Wisdom] Average
[Charisma] Legendary

Term Definitions:
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[Poor] Lacking almost any training, or so poorly trained as to be considered nearly an absolute novice. Stats: Below a 6
[Below-Average] Trained to a novice level, but not yet able to function on one's own for any form of skill. Stats: Below a 9
[Average] Able to function on ones own in the form of trained skills. Typical in every way for a common folk. Stats: 10-11
[Above-Average] Trained better than most, and able to perform occasionally at higher skill levels than an average individual would ever hope with some reliability. Stats: 12-15
[Impressive] Reaching the level of typical human limits. This person would, in any normal village be considered a master at their trade or skill set. Stats: 16-18
[Superb] Entering the realm of the monstrous and supernatural, this individual has skills beyond that which most can understand. (epic level things) and can perform extraordinary feats. Stats: 19-24
[Exceptional] Firmly within the realm of the extraordinary and supernatural, this person frequently is able to perform feats most would consider almost impossible. Stats:
25-32
[Legendary] Entering the realm of demigods and other such superfluous powerful beings, creatures of these skill levels are hard to come by (anywhere but here). Stats: 33-46
[Godlike] The realm of perfection. Few beings ever reach this level of ability, and even fewer still know what to do with it. Stats: 47-52

//Ask for lights if you must\\