Name: Just call me X, or Wolf.
Goes By: Death's left hand, the insane blade, the crazy gunman, X,Wolf
Age: 36
Hair: blond
Eyes: blue
Race: human
Personality: very nice and laidback, for the most part. But has a short fuse if messed with.
Appearance: X is a big man, standing 6' even and weighs 197 pounds. He mostly wears black t-shirts, jeans, boots, and an old oilskin duster. He has long blond hair that goes down passed the middle of his back, that he keeps pulled back in a braid. He wears glasses, but if he's on a job he'll wear contacts that change the color of his eyes.
History: He was a very nice and outgoing kid, but he had to transfer elementary school. The school he went to was full of punks. He was beat up almost every day, until he started fighting back. He fought kids more then twice his age and would win too. After he got out of elementary school his family moved to Medford, Oregon. When he started middle school kid picked on him because of his size, because he was bigger then most of the other kids. He could only take it for so long before he started getting into fights again. In high school the fight got even worse and weapons were brought into play knifes mostly. In one fight a kid pulled a knife and cut X down the face almost cutting out his right eye, but thankfully the only thing that happened was he was given a scar. He tried to burn off steam in MMA fights, but that backfired when a poor loser tried to win a fight by hiding brass knuckles under his gloves. X still won the fight but was so enraged he almost beat the man to death. After he graduated high school a man came to X and gave him and offer he couldn't turndown. He offer to train X to become a blade for hirer. He went home to tell his family he was moving out, but when he got to his home he found it burning to the ground his family still inside. X felt something in him brake. He went to the man that offer to train him and accepted his offer. In half a years time X was an amazing swordsmen, and gunmen. Then when he was 19 he found out the man that trained him was the one that killed his family, and had disappeared leaving a note that read "Find me and kill me kid, if you can." He's been looking for his former teacher ever since, taking jobs as a hired blade to get by.
Family:
My son, some times I can't believe I'm really a father. But then I look at you and there's no doubt that you're my son. You and your mother mean everything to me, I'll do anything to keep you both safe. I love you son.
Love:
Helen.. I know you don't like letting people in, but I want you to know that I love you.. I don't know how but things just seem right when I'm around you.. You make me feel like a piece of me I lost a long time ago is back..
Friends: I left them all behind.
Likes: napping, fights that take him to his limits, videogames
Hates: being woken up, people that beat him then call him weak, things being taken from him
Allies:
Thanks for the help on my last couple of jobs, do you really think my idea of opening a shop is a good one?
Enemies:
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You trained me to kill, then left me a note saying you killed my family… big mistake!