Name: Sanctus Xenon

Class: Dread Fighter 

Age: unknown

Sex: Male

Appearance:
[img]http://paoru.fr/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/ubel.jpg[/img]

He looks like a young kid

Equipment: 
Iron sword
Flux
Iron axe

Personality: Sanctus is known to be usually cold, ruthless, and even brutal when fighting. In reality, he is a very kindhearted and caring individual who will always try to assist those in need and for others who he considers friends or those who he believes is just in their cause or act., even if it puts himself at great risk or harm  He is unwilling to hurt those who stand in his way if they are innocent, but he will do so, while begging them to forgive him, if all other options are exhausted. He is completely ruthless, however, when dealing with those who are his enemies, as he has never hesitated to kill any who get in his way or anyone who pillages or harms civilians.

Outside of combat, he is a cheerful and mature person, but not afraid to make a joke and pretty laid back. He has a fondness for alcohol and a near-disturbingly high tolerance for it. He also loves to eat, and loves trying new cuisine whenever he can. He owns a flute, is a decent flute player. His music can often be heard flowing through the air after meal times. 

He has been known to put on a child-like air when it suits him to act as such, like when he was travelling around with the caravan, he acted as he appeared, a naive child. However, towards those who know his true self he is far less inclined to do so. 

Biography:
Born somewhere, raised nowhere. Sanctus has traveled around for the most of his life, seeking to hone his skill and in search of adventure. He has manakete ancestry, however it was so far back, he does not have any manakete powers; he did inherit his appearance and long levity from that ancestor. He doesn't know how old he is due to never having a birthday to go from. The earliest Sanctus could remember, he lived in a small nameless village by the blacksmith for 6 years. But then bandits attacked the village, most of the villagers were slain, Sanctus survived because the blacksmith hid him before he too was slain. Cursing the fact that he was not strong enough to protect them Sanctus picked up swordsmanship and he became a wanderer. He made his way through many lands, seeking adventure. He came to a city, were he was robbed. Alone and without belongings, he too turned to thievery just to stay alive. He was semi-successful until he tried to pickpocket a certain man. The man who was the head of a traveling entertainment caravan caught him, and through several interesting events that ended in a rampaging bull, Sanctus ended up joining them. He traveled with them for several years, in that time he learned many different skills. The caravan owner was getting on in years, so soon, he retired and the caravan was disbanded. Sanctus was back to being a wanderer. He learned of underground fighting tournaments, and so, looking to increase his skills, he entered. He fought his way through and became the champion. The prize was a lot of gold and an interesting scroll. That scroll, when he read it, gave him the powers of a Dread Fighter. Strangely enough, he found he could use dark magic too. He has heard that the Shepherds where being reformed, so he made his way to Ylisse out of curiosity and in hopes that he could improve his new found skills.