43 Year Old
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Male
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Joined on September 1, 2008
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Born on October 31st
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I have a crush on someone!
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Name: Nytewynde_Soul
Prefers to be called Soul
Age: Unknown age but looks like 34
Race: Soul Reaper
Height: 6' 4"
Weight: 196 lbs.
Eyes: Black as a Moonless Nyte
Hair: Raven Black gracing his shoulders
Skin: White
Weapons of choice: miscellaneous style of weapons trained
Strength: enhanced athletic
Dexterity: A Master of Skills of Deception
Intelligence: Peak- Enhanced
Constitution: Strength of Will can abolish any
Wisdom: Studied under the Masters of The Arts,
Charm & Charisma: Tongue of a silver Lire
My history:
Face of white, eyes of black, soul dark as the mid-nyte sky. His raven black hair graces his shoulders, the mark of the undead burned into his face. For his crimes he shall pay, forced on Earth to reap souls for the underworld. His cover that of a Carnival Master, each of the acts souls he has stolen, each representing their sins. He is ruthless and a charlatan, has no morals and will do anything to get what he wants. His companion one lone Raven named Pleasure, a constant reminder of his crime.
43 Year Old
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Male
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Joined on September 1, 2008
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Born on October 31st
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I have a crush on someone!
Interests
Evil, true, pure, original evil was scattered long ago. Even the greatest of all could not completely destroy, what had been created as with good, before time. Sending it to the four winds had been the only option. Much evil lay in wait for just the right mind, just the right heart to feed on. Evil cannot survive on it's own, it must be fed, a fact it preferred not be known. For each evil that lives, a good heart is what feeds it. Unknowingly, yet powerless to leave. The favorite sustenance of evil is devoured love. Soul mate love, love destined by the Gods and Goddesses. Love that was created as with all emotions, before anything else. Love meant to last long after time itself ceases to exist.
