[Natsunaine]

Name:Lance

Nickname:The Slaughtering Kitsune

Age: 20

Class:SpellBlade

Race: Foxkin

Picture Reference/Appearance :A tall male with red eyes, he is well built and usually is wearing a red headband, he has small sharp pointed teeth and 2 long black and red fox tails. he wears a red bandanna around his neck and a tight black t shirt as well as black skinny jeans and combat boots

Unique Trait/Ability: Lance can augment his blade with Text based spells to enhance his fighting techniques, Though they do have drawbacks.

Items/Weapons:under his right boot contains a spring loaded boot blade that when he taps his shoe in the right spot on the ground it ejects, On his back he wields a single Katana that is held on by a chest strap on his right side with gold engravings on it that spells out "Serah"


Sexual Preference:Straight

Alignment: Good
History: Ever since he can remember Lance had been on his own he wandered from town to town breaking girls hearts, Getting into trouble, Trying to eventually settle down maybe.You know the usual Wanderer thing to do. Before he became a popular mercenary he was looked at and stared upon like some abomination but he didn't care. He is now on the hunt for marks, and Will do whatever he can to kill them...
Add ons:

Strengths:Close combat, mid ranged combat, He does well on his on or in small groups. He has been running his entire life so he is good at par cor, as well as being able to find escape routes easily

Weaknesses:Long range combat, Girls, he tends to freeze up around any sort of girl at first and its a big problem because due to him being a mercenary he has women that follow him around every once in awhile. If someone yanks on his tails hard enough it hurts extremely bad, the equivalent to being hit in a private area. He is flirty once he gets over the fact hes around girls,

Personality:Also he doesn't trust well but will not let that interfere with his work. He is quite sensitive to name calling and people staring, he is straight and has no friends due to constant travel though he wants friends

Daybreak, The cold air wisped through the forest like a thread through a needle, The Sun barely peaking it's watchful eye through the trees, A man dressed in red in blacks with 2 fox like tails of the same color steps into the forest, his stance terrifying and his determination to kill even more so.. The man looked to the trees his ears twitching from near by footsteps. "Alright, Come on out, I know you are there, There is no need to hide.." The man placed a hand on the hilt of his trade katana his sharpened fox like fangs bared, the man hissed once more. "I said come out, Or I will kill you now.."