My Blessed up for review.


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[b]Name:[/b]
Clifton (Is it his first name? His last name? Nobody seems to have any clue.)

[b]Age:[/b] 28

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance:[/b]
5’11”, neat white-blonde hair, bright aquamarine eyes. Smiles a lot, with a kind of customer-service smile that might make you wonder if he’s going to try to upsell you on something. Unfailingly dressed in a pristinely pressed white shirt and a well-tailored black suit.

[b]Personality:[/b]
Businesslike, polite, and quick to shake your hand with a smile so friendly and a grip so firm and honest that it seems suspicious, because surely nobody is that nice.

But Clifton really is that nice. An honest-to-Odin good Samaritan. 

He just also happens to be capable of murdering you with a homemade garrotte without losing a wink of sleep if that’s what work requires. These contradictory sides of his personality are managed by an excessively active sense of compartmentalization, and the fact that he strictly follows his own professional code of ethics, even if it's...unconventional.

[b]Skills:[/b] Clifton is skilled in most standard forms of physical combat, but his real proficiency lies in stealth and dexterity, not brute strength.
Resourceful and clever, he has a knack for turning miscellaneous objects into weapons and household chemicals into poisons, sedatives, etc. 
He consistently delivers quick, clean kills, with no collateral damage.
Adequate knowledge of runes and lore.

[b]Weaknesses:[/b]
For all his capabilities, he’s still human and can therefore be shot, stabbed, and strangled just like anybody else.
A pathological perfectionist and germaphobe, Clifton cannot stand to be disorganized or dirty, and he does not do well with any bodily fluid (with the exception of blood, which is something a guy sorta gets used to as a skilled assassin), so spitting on him is nearly as likely to incapacitate him as shooting him in the kneecap. This obsessive corner of his personality is not immediately apparent to most people, the only hint of it being that he always smells like citrus hand sanitizer.
His good-naturedness is exploitable.

[b]Brief History:[/b]
He's been one of the Blessed for about seven years. Though only 21 years old on arrival, he came already armed with an impressive and...well...specific set of skills. He doesn't do much by way of talking about where he got them or where he came from. But his background check would be just like the way he keeps his desk: squeaky clean.
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