James Wight Summary: James is, more or less, an "Old School" fan, in the world of assassination. Knives, swords, and hand-to-hand style killing being his most... Notable, talents, though he's a half-way decent shot with firearms as well, necessary for any assassin with a reputation. It should also be noted that he takes a good deal of enjoyment not only from his work, but from meddling in the affairs of others. It isn't uncommon for him to just... Show up out of nowhere, seated on a crate or atop a wall, and start up some vague, less-than-helpful conversation, subtly pushing people towards some end or another, then vanishing without a trace. Most of the time, these chats also include him tossing a severed head or two to his new 'friend' in a bag. Often meaning free contract money for them. - - - - - - - - - - Appearance James is hard to miss in a crowd, truthfully. Standing at 6'2", with a lithe build brought on by working his profession so well for so long, and holding fairly handsome features,- If somewhat clearly reaching middle age- he makes for a distinctive figure. Silvery-grey eyes are rarely seen without a sly grin of some sort, particularly when he's working... Or trying to manipulate people. He's fairly riddled with scars under whatever suit he may be wearing at any time, the number suggesting a long life of experience in the field- But not quite so many as to suggest he wasn't capable of ducking when somebody shot at him. - - - - - - - - - - 1. How old are you? Forty eight. 2. Tell me about your family life. Are you parents still alive? Who raised you? Siblings? What do they do? .... Non-existent. Parents dead, brother decapitated. And no, it wasn't by me. 3. Explain your closest relationships, especially those that you've dated or courted, or those who you never want to see again. (We all have 'em.) To hear tell from any of those past courtships you mentioned, I'm an emotionally unavailable man-whore who manipulates people to my own ends and calls them friends. Unfortunately, I agree with them. As to people I never want to see again... Well, they're all dead and buried, now aren't they? Except Tom. That little shit never dies. 4. What social class are you from? How has that shaped who you are? Middle class. I never starved and had some nice things, but I was hardly spoiled, either. Just taught me to be stingy with what I do have. 5. How did you get started doing what you do now? I killed my brothers killer. An assassin whom shant be named here took note and... Nudged me in the right direction. 6. Who is your greatest hero or inspiration? Hitler inspired me not to kill millions of people unless I wait a few days between every dozen or so. Does that count? 7. What precious personal items do you carry with you always? I have a knife from my brother. Totally useless in a fight, but I like it. And a necklace from my mother. Purely sentimental, both of them- Necklace being a bloodstone carved wolf. 8. How do religion and prophesy play into your life? No. 9. What do you feel about myth and legend? I find them interesting, and I enjoy toying with the thought that all lies are based in truth.... 10. Tell me about your dealings with the military. Well, I slaughtered somebody for a low-ranking soldier with barely any money once. But that's about it. 11. Tell me about your run-ins with the law. I've spent my fair amount of time in and out of cells, though usually for something less than murder. Like public intoxication. Mostly in my younger days, mind. 12. Who is your greatest confidant? My cat, Tibbles. 13. Tell me about someone in your past you'd prefer to avoid. Who, and why? Tom. Again, the little shit never dies. I've stabbed him, shot him, cut off his -bloody arms-, and KICKED HIM OVER A GODS DAMNED BUILDING. He. Wont. Die. I swear if I find him at -one more- D&D game I'm -actually- cutting off his arms. 14. When you finally leave this life (hopefully a long time from now), what do you want to have been known for? Absolutely nothing. I want to be not-so-fondly remembered by three or four people and leave it at that. 15. You see a large bar of gold sitting in the street, and no one else seems to notice it. You think you have a moment before anyone else sees. What do you do? Take it. Obviously. 16. Which side of the bed do you roll out of? How come? Left, because the right side is against a wall. 17. Of the following choices, choose one at the expense of the rest: WEALTH. POWER. RESPECT. WISDOM. STRENGTH. LOYALTY. FAME. Wisdom. Knowledge is power, after all. 18. Tell me about your recent history. No. Okay, maybe. I woke up thismorning, walked out my front door, got in my car, drove to a bar, and then somebody strange started drilling me with questions about my life. That recent enough? - - - - - - - - - - Miscellaneous Notes He's a bit of a wine-o, loves classic muscle cars and jazz, and is not-so-secretly addicted to playing D&D and online roleplaying forums. You'd think being an assassin would be enough, but oh no. He's gotta spend time as a bloody space pirate, too.