Gaia Name: The Azure Knight
Character Name: Crosfanix (Kross for short)
Profession: Royal Ambassador
Race: Lycan
Gender: Male
Visual Age: 24
True Age: 240
Bounty: N/A
Weapon/s: Retractable claws and sharp teeth, rarely holds a weapon, because he finds it pointless to wield a weapon when you already have your hands.
Magic or Powers: Feral Mode: Kross has the ability to reach into his abilities as a Lycan and enhance his own abilities. In Feral mode, Kross' sense of vision improves to twice the seeing power, his sense of smell, which is already improved compared to human standards, will increase to points where he can smell the slightest drop of blood from a mile away. There are some minor repercussions though, in effect with having enhanced smells, terrible smells will also be amplified, which means some smells can become so intense they can cripple Kross' fighting.
Personality: When first coming across me, I'm usually a pretty nice guy, maybe a little harsh, but sincere. I do this so I can quickly and easily separate friend and foe. When I recognize a person as a friend, I become more than that, I try to be one of their best friends. But if they're an enemy, there's not going to be any bright conversation, it'll be fight or flight for one of us, and it won't be me.
Bio: Well, what can a person like me say about himself? I'm the b*****d son of two Lycans, and trust me I wish I was kidding. My mother told me when I was old enough that my father abandoned us as soon as he had discovered. I guess I wouldn't blame him, he just must have been one of the unlucky ones who just didn't want a son of his own. Ah well, the time will come when I'll come across him and just give him the honor of seeing what I've become.
It's unfortunate I was born in times of war with those bloodsuckers, forced to become a soldier and fight, I'm not really complaining about it. I get to crack some skulls open and my family survives through the next day, everybody wins...except the vampires...
Eventually a time of peace came, and when the dust cleared, I had risen up the ranks, becoming the Royal Ambassador. Meaning I have to go from island to island, representing my people, the Lycan, to help sustain peace, perhaps create alliances and make deals, basically I'm the person that will leave the impressions that other races have for us, if I screw up in the line of duty, then I fail for my entire people, including the King. This role is a wonderful honor... I'm definitely gonna rub in my father's face when he realizes the pride he threw away had reached the top of the food chain.
Appearance: Full Body
Inventory: N/A
Character Name: Crosfanix (Kross for short)
Profession: Royal Ambassador
Race: Lycan
Gender: Male
Visual Age: 24
True Age: 240
Bounty: N/A
Weapon/s: Retractable claws and sharp teeth, rarely holds a weapon, because he finds it pointless to wield a weapon when you already have your hands.
Magic or Powers: Feral Mode: Kross has the ability to reach into his abilities as a Lycan and enhance his own abilities. In Feral mode, Kross' sense of vision improves to twice the seeing power, his sense of smell, which is already improved compared to human standards, will increase to points where he can smell the slightest drop of blood from a mile away. There are some minor repercussions though, in effect with having enhanced smells, terrible smells will also be amplified, which means some smells can become so intense they can cripple Kross' fighting.
Personality: When first coming across me, I'm usually a pretty nice guy, maybe a little harsh, but sincere. I do this so I can quickly and easily separate friend and foe. When I recognize a person as a friend, I become more than that, I try to be one of their best friends. But if they're an enemy, there's not going to be any bright conversation, it'll be fight or flight for one of us, and it won't be me.
Bio: Well, what can a person like me say about himself? I'm the b*****d son of two Lycans, and trust me I wish I was kidding. My mother told me when I was old enough that my father abandoned us as soon as he had discovered. I guess I wouldn't blame him, he just must have been one of the unlucky ones who just didn't want a son of his own. Ah well, the time will come when I'll come across him and just give him the honor of seeing what I've become.
It's unfortunate I was born in times of war with those bloodsuckers, forced to become a soldier and fight, I'm not really complaining about it. I get to crack some skulls open and my family survives through the next day, everybody wins...except the vampires...
Eventually a time of peace came, and when the dust cleared, I had risen up the ranks, becoming the Royal Ambassador. Meaning I have to go from island to island, representing my people, the Lycan, to help sustain peace, perhaps create alliances and make deals, basically I'm the person that will leave the impressions that other races have for us, if I screw up in the line of duty, then I fail for my entire people, including the King. This role is a wonderful honor... I'm definitely gonna rub in my father's face when he realizes the pride he threw away had reached the top of the food chain.
Appearance: Full Body
Inventory: N/A
