Working this guy out a bit, just figured I'd throw something up sooner rather than later. :)

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[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=red][center]Blackwall[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=red][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[indent][b][color=red]Name:[/color][/b] Sullivan Blackwall
[b][color=red]Aliases:[/color][/b] Sully, Blackwall

[b][color=red]Gender:[/color][/b] Male
[b][color=red]Age:[/color][/b] 40

[b][color=red]Race/Ethnicty:[/color][/b] Caucasian (Irish/French-Canadian)
[b][color=red]Place of Origin:[/color][/b] Delphian Empire (Former New York State)

[b][color=red]Occupation:[/color][/b] Enforcement, Messenger, Insurance Salesman

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[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center]Character Attributes[/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[indent][b]Height:[/b] 6'4"
[b]Weight:[/b] 220

[b]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/b] Blackwall has a band of scars around his right arm in an intricate, flowing pattern. He has no other markings or piercings (nothing visible, at any rate).
[b]Day To Day Attire:[/b] Blackwall tends to dress in a somewhat grungy fashion, often favoring blacks and leathers in his attire. Chains and studs are a staple of his accessories, and he tends to show off his impressive musculature whenever the temperature permits.

[b]Strengths:[/b]
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[*][b]Resilience:[/b] Blackwall is extremely tough and durable - able to withstand extreme physical punishment with little sign of distress.
[*][b]Strength:[/b] Along with his tenacity comes ferocious strength. When he is enraged, he is known to put fist-sized dents and holes in wood, brick, and even metal surfaces.
[*][b]Cursebringer:[/b] His past associations with citizens of the Triumvirate has left him with a special knack for bringing low his foes in combat. Dark magic radiates from Blackwall and infests nearby enemies, heightening their feelings of pain and weakening body and spirit alike.
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[b]Weaknesses:[/b]
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[*][b]Blunt:[/b] A man in Blackwall's position tends to last longer the more straightforward and brutal he is. This being the case, he has little interest (let alone skill) in intrigue or verbal maneuvering. He says what he means, means what he says, and this can easily land him in hot water.
[*][b]Unmotivated:[/b] Wanting for little, Blackwall doesn't have any real sort of aspirations. He has [i]urges[/i], certainly, but nothing really drives him to better himself. Thus far, he has succeeded and grown stronger and more capable as a result, but any sort of physical failure is likely to be quite the blow to his self-image.
[*][b]Addict:[/b] Sully has a love for strong drink, coarse women, and a number of illicit substances. Most notable, however, is his love of violence. He will often purposefully escalate conflicts to the point of blows, and he begins to get agitated after going a period of time without a decent scuffle.
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[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=0072bc][center]Magic[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[color=0072bc][b]Spells:[/b][/color] Less of a spellcaster and more of a source of magical energy, Blackwall is aware of a couple magical effects that he has been imbued with.
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[*] [b][color=0072bc]Pain Feeding:[/color][/b] Blackwall thrives on the fear and pain he can put into others. Through the magic he has been imbued with, he can bolster his own life force and strength by absorbing the pained and terrified energies of his victims. When he is done with them, they tend to feel drained of all feeling, but the fear quickly returns in his absence.
[*] [b][color=0072bc]Furious Curse:[/color][/b] When he craves violence, and focuses his attention on a single target, Blackwall can inflict a curse on them that amplifies the pain, panic, and terror that they feel under the onslaught of his blows. This sometimes feeds into his Pain Feeding effect, driving him into an even greater frenzy.
[*] [b][color=0072bc]Blood of the Pit:[/color][/b] The general magical energy that suffuses Blackwall grants him some additional benefits. He can see clearly in dark or dimly lit environments, he is (seemingly) immune to disease, and when he is in a frenzy, he is untouchable by fire. There are also some who say that he can smell fear, though the validity of this claim is unclear.
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[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=0072bc][center]Possessions[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
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[b][color=0072bc]Items Of Note:[/color][/b][list]
[*] [b][color=0072bc]"The Irons":[/color][/b] A pair of tools/weapons that Blackwall carries at all times. One of them ("[url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halligan_bar]Hooligan[/url]") is a multipurpose tool with a blade and pick at one end, and a claw at the other. The other ("[url=https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/007/711/114/large/oleg-gerasimenko-fire-axe-6.jpg?1508006241]Headache[/url]") is a hefty axe.
[*] [b][color=0072bc]The Devil's Own Stogies:[/color][/b] A special blend of smokable plants, these cigars are by far the best (and least offensive) way for Blackwall to come down from a frenzy, make friends, and generally maintain his sunny disposition.
[*] [b][color=0072bc]Rebel Leathers:[/color][/b] Resembling the raiment of the legendary Gods of Stone and Metal and Hog Riders of antiquity, this black leather attire is resistant to wear and tear, and provides good resistance against the elements.
[*] [b][color=0072bc]Rations:[/color][/b] A few days worth of dried meats and fruits, slightly-stale potatoes, and thick loaves of bread.
[*] [b][color=0072bc]"Peace Offering":[/color][/b] A fairly large flask kept in a pouch affixed to his belt, Blackwall takes every opportunity to fill this with whatever strong drink he can manage to find.
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[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=red][center]History[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
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Born in the Delphian Empire (in what was once New York State), Blackwall grew up in poverty, surrounded by violence, and filled with indignant anger. For as long as he could remember, he hated his father for siring him - for bringing a child into his cesspool of a lifestyle.

So, as soon as he was able, he began down a path that would certainly lead to his own demise. He regularly beat up children his own age for their food or what paltry sums of money they might've been carrying, and built up a reputation for his cruelty. He killed his first man - his own father - at twelve, just so he wouldn't have to share a roof with the man or provide food for the one he blamed for all of his own misery.

While he began to slowly grow in reputation and esteem among the more violent elements of Delphian society, Blackwall only ever considered his own wellbeing. He took up work for one of the larger criminal organizations - breaking fingers and kneecaps for a bit more money, food, and privilege - but never really considered himself a part of their family.

It was only after his tenth year among the syndicate that Blackwall caught wanderlust. He had tired of conditions in the Empire, and wondered if he might have better luck (and payoff) elsewhere. His departure and subsequent wanderings brought him into the territory of the Salyia Triumvirate, and to the attention of some of the unscrupulous wizards who called that territory home.

In exchange for his willing service to their cause (a concept that Blackwall was used to at that point), he was promised comfort and pleasure, as well as the means to ensure his enduring victories and successes. Such an offer was far too appealing for him to pass up, so Blackwall entered service with a small cabal of Salyian wizards.

Another decade passed, and the cabal he served was absorbed into a larger group - one that saw him as unnecessary to their goals. After swearing himself to the Law of No Tongue, and undergoing a Blood Magic ritual to keep himself from betraying the Triumvirate, Blackwall was released from his service and sent on his way.

Now, having wandered and worked his way south, Blackwall does odd jobs for various enterprising organizations. Up-and-coming criminal organizations value him for his willingness to get his hands dirty, his reputation, and his undeniably effective methods. He has yet to give his allegiance to any of these groups, however. They simply don't scare him the way that the Salyian wizards did, and he would never dream of submitting to anyone who didn't either scare the hell out of him, earn his respect, or promise him an ungodly amount of wealth and pleasure.
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Alrighty, I think this guy is ready to go. Definitely gave him a bit of a [i]Brütal Legend[/i] flavor, and his abilities were slightly influenced by the D&D Fiend Pact Warlock and the Zealot Barbarian.