Name: Jonathan Eclesius

Nickname, if applicable: Deathwalker

Age: 32

Human Appearance: 
[img]http://sp4.fotolog.com/photo/20/4/91/lella87/1219052214269_f.jpg[/img]
[img]http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/7682/ca080609.jpg[/img]

Home Country: 
Baelor, a country covered in forests and low mountains, called the Copper Hills. The land is tough and cold, hard to grow anything on, and the people rely on hunting and whatever they can plant for food. The forest provides them with wood, and the Copper Hills are aptly named, although copper is not the only metal that they found there, simply the first. They export iron, coal, copper, tin, wood, and even gold, silver and precious gems in exchange for grain from other countries and for this reason, few want to wage war against them.

The people are skilled craftsmen, both with wood and metal, and are extremely superstitious. So much so that the Church is the ruling body and government. 

Background:
Jonathan Eclesius was not his born name, although what that was faded long ago from his memory. Born in the cold northern country of Baelor, he discovered that he had magical potential at a young age, although old enough to know the curse that it was. He fled his parents house at seven years of age, running for his life as some of the village people discovered what he was, and wanted to burn him for it. They feared the forest, however, and there he found solace and sanctuary. Of a sort. 

Darkness grew in his heart as he turned his magic into something terrible and awful. His power grew, and as did his legend in the area. So much so that the church deemed him a threat and charged a special unit to capture him and bring him back to a court to stand trial for his witchcraft. But the young warlock had no intention of going quietly. The battle that ensued was of legendary proportions, and at the end of it, Jonathan was left nearly dead. 

Oddly enough, and elderly priest, the head of the troop came forward and used great light magic to heal him. But the event was traumtizing, leaving the young man without any magical power or much memory of his past before he came to the forest. He was brought back for judgement, but the elderly priest pleaded his case before the jury, telling them that he was no longer capable of practicing magic. However, he did owe a great debt to the church for what happened in the forest, so he vowed, from that moment forward, that he would fight for the church, bringing down their enemies, especially the witches and warlocks. His name was given: The Deathwalker, named so because he was living, as the Church saw it, on borrowed time. He owed the Gods for his life, and as thus, had to repay them in the blood of the dark ones.

His name took on a different, more lethal meaning for the ones that he was charged with hunting down and slaughtering in the name of the Church.

Strengths: Works best in the dark, able to see perfectly well even in a pitch black environment. Faster than a lightning bolt and agile as a cat, as well as moving as silent as one, hard to hit is the name of his game.

Weapons: [url=http://www.trueswords.com/images/prod/c/skull_bones_hand_claw_540.jpg]Right Vambrace with retractable claws.[/url]
[url=http://www.dragonswordsndaggers.com/files/1581793/uploaded/SKDRSW_800.jpg]Two daggers, carried around his waist.[/url]
All weapons are blessed against breaking and working as poison against dark ones, including himself. If the blades puncture the skin, without magical help, the target would be dead within minutes even from the smallest wound.