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[color=a36209][h3][b]"Just kidding, love. I'm [i]that[/i] good."[/b][/h3][/color]
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[color=a36209]Kain[/color] • 25 •[color=a36209] November 22[/color] • Male • [color=a36209]Pansexual[/color] • The Old Lands
• Kain, [color=a36209]Cashew[/color], Mihr

[color=a36209][b]Appearance:[/b][/color]
Standing at a height of 6’2”, Kain’s sharp features only serve to accentuate his predatory aura. His messy chopped hairstyle lends the image of a haphazard dimwit but the keen (predatory?) glimmer in his dark eyes, almost fathomless black like his hair but only [i]just[/i], belays that thought entirely. A length of gnarled, burnt patches several shades darker than his olive skin trails from his face down to his muscular profile, where the rest of the damage is assuredly hidden beneath his clothes. He is usually dressed for the job, in a sleeveless leather chestpiece with inconspicuous pants and boots allowing for free movement, and will never be seen without his armguard. Like a porcupine, however, he only projects his full threatening capacity when the situation calls for it. Otherwise he moves defensively, hunched over slightly, and occupies minimal space. 

[color=a36209][b]Personality:[/b][/color]
Despite his indifferent posture, Kain has a smart head on his shoulders and a sharp pair of eyes. He doesn’t seem to have an aversion to making friends and exudes the cool camaraderie one would expect from someone who had been in numerous group ventures before, although by default he stays in the sidelines observing with his arms crossed. When talked to, and usually only then unless something is amusing enough, Kain’s blatantly neutral expression instantly dips into a smirk before he launches into a rambunctious tale crammed with bullshit. All in good taste, of course. However Kain’s one noticeable trait, and perhaps the one that may stick as a trademark, is his vulgar witticism. Trust that an innuendo will somehow make its way into an innocent conversation. It will be very obvious upon a few talks just how open he is about his sexuality and other related areas. The lies as well as the lewdness seem to compose much of Kain’s mischievous and easy sense of humor, making it a bit difficult to bring up any personal topics. Just as well: he makes it known that he prefers that any relationship of his stays casual. And/or monetary. To that end, he will steer away from any confrontation and emotional event. 

Dedicated and amoral, Kain is the perfect man for the job. The question of [i]what[/i] job has a myriad of answers, most of which were unsavory, thankless tasks. Most were illegal, but he makes a point of saying he began with legitimate protection rackets: keeping rich traveling merchants and their fat purses safe from vengeful Magickals, [i]ad nauseam[/i]. His actions in a group setting make it clear that this is not anywhere near the first time, nor is it expected to be the last, that he joined with a collection of like-minded (armed) individuals for (paid) work. Kain has led a team several times before, but he doesn’t mind kicking his feet up and letting someone else take the reins; in fact, he seems to allow this to happen more often than not.[/hider][/center]