Name: Axel Weiss Faction: Rangers Age: 21 Gender: Male Appearance: He stands at 5 feet and 8 inches. Personality: Axel, in the outside, is someone that would be revered by others as a hero. Someone who stands out beside others because of his rightfulness and good heart, he is unable to see others suffer in a sense and will track down those who made them suffer. He is a just hero in the eyes of others, others outside of their squad that is. He does not speak much of justice or otherwise, but he does speak a lot of punishment delivered by him, in fact he doesn't speak a lot in general while in public. Axel is, in reality, one of the biggest sadists that have ever existed. He loves seeing others writhe in pain when he is doing it, but hates to see others inflicting pain on others, it just isn't as fun. He does his best in tracking down criminals and parts of the rebellion just because he enjoys killing them, he does the 'right' thing because he can enjoy the pain that comes afterwards from them. Brutal and with a fairly short fuse, you shouldn't piss him off unless you want something shoved up your... Well, you know what comes next. Provocative and an overall asshole to his enemies, he likes to degrade them to the point that some of them just want to either die or snap his neck. Reliable and good to his comrades, but a living nightmare for his enemies, some think that Axel is either really good at acting, has a split personality or just is that twisted. Personal History: Axel grew up as the son of an imperial soldier wiht a fairly good live, with her mom raising him and he helping his mother to raise his little sister. His father was regarded as one of the best imperial soldiers ever, not because of his skills or otherwise, but more because he was really kind to others and an overall good person. His skills were so-so, but he boosted morale like crazy. That is, until he decided to defect to the rebel army. He was killed before he could even try to leave the Empire, though. Word quickly arrived to his family but, of course, twisted words. They told Axel, his mother and little sister that he was killed in duty while he was fighting against the Revolution Army. In Axel's mother, and in him, grew a hatred bigger than life itself. Axel joined the Imperial Army in order to take revenge for his father. He started off as part of the torturers, but as he climbed ranks, he became an assassin, the a high ranked soldier, and now, part of the rangers. Through his exploits and jobs, his sadistic side and cruel demeanor grew bigger and bigger, eventually putting his revenge in second plate to just go on because he enjoys killing. Skills: Weiss Family Swordplay: Axel's father taught him how to use a sword, and Axel came up with his own skill set. He uses a single handed rapier and most of the time while he moves and fights, it seems as if he were dancing ballet. His swordplay is really something focused on being swift and giving a lot of tiny strikes rather than focusing on powerful strikes. Axel also incorporates a gun into his swordplay, however, it is an old model of those that take forever to recharge, so he tries to time well his shots. Apparently, it a heirloom of his late father, and that's why he uses it. Dancing: He knows how to dance ballet, strangely enough, given that he incorporates it in his fighting style. Marksmanship: His accuaracy is deadly, as most of his shots hit their mark. Teigu: None right now.

**Name:** Kaizer **Faction:** WaldGeist **Age:** 26 **Gender:** Male **Appearance: **  New look as part of the revolutionary army, WaldGeist. **Personality:** Kaiser was a man who once was cold hearted, and cold blooded mainly due to the traumatic and hellish experience he went through during the course of his life in the Empire. As of now, he is a man who tries to set things right for a cause even if his actions are pragmatic. Equipped with a calm, level headed,optimistic and humble persona, Kaiser sets his eyes in a never averting path of change that he sees as a must for all his past transgressions. **Personal History:** Kaiser is the son of a former General in the Empire; his Father thought him everything he knew. The young Kaizer aspired to be like his Father, always training to be like him, training as hard as he could so achieve his goals. But what goal does make the man? Kaiser saw his Father seemingly murdered an innocent and for that he was traumatized and that day became the coming age of hardships for him, his Father was imprisoned for such deed, tainting the glorious reputation of the surname which never again Kaizer uses. Much more to his liking, he even changed his name to Kaizer because he doesn't want to be known as the son of a tainted General. As a child a lot of kids were bullying him because of the incident, he didn't care about it but moves on as progress is to be made clear, serve the Empire and do what his Father failed to do. From then on he worked as hard as he could, his rage was his motive. An anguishing pain of righteous anger to claim his honor, Kaizer took whatever was offer to him blindly just to fit his quest for becoming stronger and honor that is to be restored. Unfortunately everything he does, little does he know that it only makes the Empire as corrupted as it is, more corrupted due to him being an assassin, it isn't what his Father would have done but brought it on himself. He continued blindly, one track minded just for the sake of this and that, killing blindly, receiving tempting offers and eventually he became even more blind as a Lance Corporal, a position offered by one of the officials in hopes that he, the son of a General could do better than his old man, heck the Empire was corrupted to begin with. At some point of time, Kaizer slowly realized the darkness of the Empire, he knew it before but as blind as a bat, he neglected it. What made him become the man he is today was knowing the truth that set him free. His Father was set up for the fall, reasons unknown, this angered Kaizer and made him went after the people who did his Father wrong. He killed a lot of people back then and at the same time, an eye for an eye and as selfish at it is, he tried bailing his Father out of prison but failed. A battle sparked between him and a sadistic man, the battle was short lived, he lost his left arm back then(He now has a prosthetic one). To seek revenge, revolution, and redemption; Kaizer joined the revolutionary army not only for his Father but for the people who had have been living under corruption for so long. VIVA LA REVOLUTION! **Skills:** In any case, Kaizer is skilled at wielding two handed weapons. A bow and an arrow for long ranged combat and dual swords for close ranged combat. He is a ranged fighter. Combat wise. Outside of combat; he plays musical instruments, cooks, sings, and knit his own clothes. He was once a fashionable soldier. **Teigu:** None

Name: Hakuga Yukimura Faction: WaldGeist Age: 18 Gender: Male Appearance: Personality: Hakuga can seem aloof, stoic, or even dark and broody at times, but if he can be pulled into interacting with others he's actually quite friendly. He displays a brotherly and protective bond with those he deems friends, but to enemies he is overwhelmingly hostile, to the point of being perhaps too merciless even against the corrupt forces of the Empire. When his rage is provoked, it takes him a great deal of time to calm down, and to burn off the excess energy he's often seen training outside camp. He has a peculiar habit of "marking his territory" and doesn't like other people touching his stuff without permission. Personal History: Like a certain sadistic general of the Empire, Hakuga was raised in a remote village in the deep wilderness on the desolate outskirts of civilization. Out here, where Danger Beasts lurked behind every corner, the rule was "The Strong survive, the Weak die." And Hakuga couldn't stand it. The lands around his village were poor for farming, and there weren't any ore deposits to even get metal from, so weapons were scarce. In order to hunt and defend themselves, the members of the village invented and practiced a fierce style of martial arts, said by the few who saw it to be even on the level of the Imperial Fist and the Rakshasa Demons. With movements based on those of fierce predators, it is a style that focuses on completely tearing an enemy apart. Hakuga became strong indeed, but still could not bear the philosophy he was forced to live by. Even a wolf cub is born weak and defenseless. But a grown wolf is fast and deadly, no doubt strong. So which is the wolf? Is it weak or strong? Does it deserve to live or die? And who, truly, had the right to even give those labels in the first place? Martial arts were invented to let the weak fight against the strong and win. So were strong martial artists truly strong? Were the strong actually weak? The world was too complex a place for such a simple, damning excuse of a philosophy! Yet it still enforced the "law of the wild?" He decided that he would pick a fight with the whole world. He would change those rules. If might made right, he would be the mightiest, and then he would make new rules. And in his new world, everyone, whether a weak baby or one who was once strong but now was old and toothless...all of them would have a chance to be happy. He left his village and traveled, seeking to become stronger and to change the world a little bit at a time. But in doing so he was exposed to the black heart of the Empire, and filled with an utter, all consuming fury. Immediately he sought out the Revolutionary Army, and fought his hardest against what he saw as the very personification of the ideal he had hated all his life. Skills: +Master of Hand to Hand Combat - As his martial arts were designed to defeat Danger Beasts, Hakuga is used to fighting those stronger or larger than he is, and his experience in deflecting claws, tails, and fangs even allows him some degree of skill against a weapon. +Athleticism - Because of his training, Hakuga's running, jumping, climbing, and other purely athletic abilities are beyond the norm for a human. +Cooking - If he can get his hands on it, he can make almost anything taste great, even the scaly flesh of Danger Beasts. This comes from his experience of hunting for his own food, and his travels. Teigu: Currently Not Obtained. Listed below, however, is the Teigu I've discussed him gaining with the GM. Raging Beast: Beowulf This Teigu is a secondary model that used Animal King: Lionelle as a prototype after it was lost; while Lionelle would later be found by pure coincidence by Leone of Night Raid, Beowulf was stolen by the revolution. Whereas Lionelle's greatest ability lay in its enhanced healing, Beowulf was designed to make the user the ultimate predator. Its healing factor is only slightly higher than that of a normal human's, but in exchange their physical attributes are far higher, granting them enormous strength and speed, exponentially enhanced senses, and animal instinct. In addition, its special skill "Predation" allows the user to become stronger through a rather grotesque method: They must devour the flesh of other living beings. The stronger the flesh that is eaten, the greater the growth in power. The downside to this Teigu is that the user must have an extremely strong will to control it, as their aggression rises to the max. This Teigu takes the form of a belt, like Lionelle, made of fine golden fur threaded into a soft cloth. Despite its seeming frailty, it cannot be destroyed by normal means. When used, the wielder transforms into a

Name: Huxley Fairbrook Faction: Rangers Age: Appears to be in his late twenties. Gender: Obvious Appearance: Huxley is fairly average in his appearance. He stands at about five feet and ten inches tall, he has short; straight; boring brown hair and brown eyes. he seems to be fit and in good health, but not particularly so. On the left side of his neck there is a large, red lump in the shape of a square that is kept covered at all times with either a turtle neck else a hood.casually Hux wears a turtle neck shirt and plain pants. There's no reason to stand out after all. In combat he wears blackened leather armor though notably he has steel armor covering his forearms. Personality: Huxley is a perpetual schemer. Outwardly he is charismatic enough. fast talking, quick witted, a bit of a joker, but on the inside its plan within plan within plan. Plans for his next mission, plans for escaping the room he's in, for orchestrating the murder of everyone he knows, for crushing the rebellion, for overthrowing the empire. For a crook he is very orderly. Most people will notice this in the morning when he checks all of his equipment and readies himself for the day in an almost zen-like state. If you work with him he has already made it very apparent to you not to interrupt him in this ritual. Personal History: Huxley's earliest memories are of a tube of green slop, specifically one that he was on the inside looking out. Its more of a vague vision really. After that Huxley remembers waking up in a warehouse with a strange square red lump on the left side of his neck. He got up, wandered around a bit and was confronted by a worker who was in the mind to get Huxley arrested for trespassing. the amnesiac quickly convinced the worker that he was inspecting the warehouse for the empire. At least long enough for him to make a rapid escape into the city streets.With nowhere to go and no money to his nonexistent name he turned to thievery. It seemed a natural decision, as if he was already inclined to it. Pick pocketing and petty theft led to fellow thieves and fellow thieves led to bigger jobs, more money and better equipment. He was not always fond of the people he worked with, but eventually after several 'accidents' his crew was entirely made up of a loyal agreeable lot with Huxley at the helm. Meanwhile Huxley had ulterior motives to continue his operations. Every house he robbed every item he stole was an attempt to find out what happened to him. was he made. was he an amnesiac tested upon by some cruel authority? He never did find out. They were a scourge upon the wealthy for some time before eventually the law caught up with them. Most were executed, but a few, Huxley included were given the option to live in return for pledging their allegiance to the empire and devoting themselves to eradicating the rebellion. Naturally he agreed. Since then he's been something of a nightmare to the rebellion, blowing up supply depots, stealing intelligence, the usual really, but with a more military orientation. Skills: Huxley worked his own way up from the criminal underworld and quickly learned to bluff his way out of what situations he could, pick pockets and locks. As the years went on he was a part of and planned greater heists, learning his way around the sword, firearm and explosives to keep on top of the law. Additionally he learned a great deal about black and grey markets, research gathering, scouting, wall climbing and general stealth during his time as a thief. His talent for thievery and close quarters combat has actually translated well to demotions operations, stealing rebel plans and equipment, wet-work and breaking strongholds. Teigu: None currently.

Name: Erigor Vermillion Faction: WaldGeist Age: 20 Gender: Male Appearance: Personality: Erigor is one of the most cunning men you should ever have the pleasure to meet. When dealing with conflicts, he prefers to talk, but if necessary he will fight to the best of his ability. Being part of the rebel army, he doesn't believe in killing the innocent unless there is no other choice. He is witty, and tries to remain fairly comedic, despite the situation he might be in. Personal History: Both parents killed by the imperial soldier for having stolen from a rich merchant, in order to feed themselves. He was forced to become a street rat. Erigor lived from the streets of the imperial city until the age of 16, thieving his way through life. There was only one who he could rely on in tough times. A young man like himself in the same situation. Huxley Fairbrook. As time went on, he saw Huxley less and less, until they both drifted apart, friends become strangers It was only until one fateful encounter with a rebel officer, outside of a scummy bar, that he realised what the empire was really about. He met with that same officer time after time at the same place, as friends. The officer would bring him food and what not, whilst he snooped around and gathered information. Eventually the time came when he was caught. He was caught too near to the palace, and beaten senseless by the guard. Erigor was taken from the city and enlisted into the rebel army, where he has been ever since. Being noticeably faster and fitter than other soldiers, due to his time on the streets, he was picked out for extra attention. Erigor rapidly learned, and became the adequate warrior he is today. Skills: + Light on his feet, flexible, and incredibly agile. His movements out pace the majority of opponents, although this doesn't help him in the physical aspect of things. + Can handle swords, daggers... pretty much most blades. This means he'll never be short a weapon. He somehow manages to turn anything into an effective weapon. His primary weapon of choice is a pair of retractable claws straps the his hands. They are effective for quick, silent assassinations, and speedy attack in full confrontation. + People skills, He can use his linguistic powers to get himself out of trouble, make others side with him, and although vein, makes him a hit with the ladies. Teigu: None yet