Name: Sahale Tiegal Appearance: Tall and slender yet with a decent muscular build that can eve be seen through his clothes. He has long white hair that he has drawn back in a ponytail to keep out of his face. He has a cocky smirk and a fire in his eyes that radiates mischief. He has light blue eyes and fair skin, accompanies by a scar across his right eye from a close encounter. He wears a dark purple robe with a sleeveless long coat that is topped with a fur lined collar. He has detached sleeves, comfortable pants with a corded belt for decoration, and white leather boots.



Blood%: 100% Sol




Items: 0 gold

• Counter gauntlet: armored left arm gauntlet made to deflect weapon strikes without the hassle of using a small shield or buckler, and retaining hand use.
  
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• Katar
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• Sword in picture
• Speed potion x2
• Soul potion

Special abilities:

Soul / Stamina: 20 / 20

Background: Sahale used to be an assassin for hire, though he always had a disdain for female targets if he found them attractive, children, and people he would investigate to be what he judged as 'innocent'. Generally, he had no problem making money off a kill if he thought the person truly deserved death, and so he would look for such targets to kill. To him it was a win win, even if the law wasn't to fond of it. Bad guy dead, he makes a profit. Eventually, he took a job that he never should have taken. He got captured by his target and spent a year in captivity, which is where he met a girl that worked as a hired guard. He ended up falling in love with the female guard, and one day planning an escape with her, with plans to elope. However, the plan went awry and in the middle of their escape, the girl was mortally wounded, passing away shortly after. Sahale ended up completing the contract by killing his target and delivering the man's head personally, though it is said that a large portion of people under the target's command were found dead the next day as well, plants coming from their mouth, which was found out to have grown from a type of deadly parasitic airborne spore. Sahale retired after that and lived a short while as a broker for other assassins, finding them intel that he could sell to them or matching up contracts for assassins, acting as a middle man and collecting a percentage of the payment. This went on for a few years until he was arrested and given the option to serve a life sentence, or to pay off his bail via the arenas. Naturally, he preferred the arena route.

Name:
Ryba Lex Krim

Appearance:
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 190 lbs
Ryba has dark skin and bright pink eyes that always seem to look through you instead of at you. Her hair is a long, dark red curtain of curls witch she always keeps out of her face in a braid. Her wings are the same pink as a young rose bloom. She is as she looks: fierce -quick on her feet and deadly in the air.

Blood%:
60% Seraphim, 40% Tyro

Items:
Gold: 50
Full Armor
Twin swords

Special abilities:
Not a single thing.

Soul/Stamina:
Soul: 20
Stamina: 20

Background:
(Will fill this in later, maybe.)

Name: Akiva Roe
Appearance: Height 4'6'', Wingspan 9', Weight 67lbs



Bloodline: 100% Seraph


Items: 0 gold, 1 Musket Rifle, 4 bullets.
Special abilities: Nothing.
S/S: 20 Soul / 20 Stamina

Background: Akiva is a hunter, a Seraph of the wild forests far beyond the reach of civilization. For years upon years, she ate only what she could forage or kill, slept only under the open sky, and fought to survive on a daily basis. There were other Seraphs like her in the jungles, remnants of a long-fallen tribe who competed with her for territory. Whenever she killed one of her brethren, Akiva would pluck the feathers from their wings, weaving them into her clothes to serve as warning to her challengers.
However, this savage existence could not continue forever. Gradually, lone explorers found their way into the forests, followed by woodcutters, slavers, and finally settlers. As many of the other hunter-gatherers were killed or enslaved, Akiva realized that her only chance of surviving would be to integrate with civilization.
She started out as a guide, leading explorers through the forest and learning their language. Then she became a trader, selling parts of the beasts she killed, and learned to use the more advanced weaponry of the colonists who had invaded her home. Even as the wilderness was conquered, she adapted, and survived.
All the same, she could never quite become accustomed to civilized society. Akiva was a natural-born killer, but her talents were hardly appreciated in her new surroundings, especially once the game in the forests was replaced by tamed, grazing animals. So when word reached her ears of gladiatorial contests being held further inland, she knew she'd found her calling. If the wilderness was gone, then let her hunt in the arena, pushing her skills to their limit against the most deadly prey of all...