[b]Name:[/b] Feng
[b]Race:[/b] Minotaur
[b]Age:[/b] 29
[b]Sex:[/b] Male
[b]Appearance:[/b]
Feng is a behemoth like most of his kind, standing above a good portion at a little over seven feet tall, no his horns don't count. His fur is a snow white in color, a bizarre look since his tribe is filled with nothing but dark furred minotaurs. Another anomaly are his eyes, a deep crimson in color. Upon his thick shoulder lies a mark in his fur, a pale blue trident-like mark. Like the rest of his tribe he is built like a monster, his muscle structure thick and heavy, built for work or fighting. When angry all his teeth are on display, rows of sharp chompers, so that's a sure sign to back up.
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[b]Personality:[/b]
Feng is a pragmatic being, anything of use is used with little waste. People, materials, food, it's all the same to him. He's also incredibly blunt, getting straight to the point of things or destroying flowery language in favor of a simple explanation. He has little patience for word-play and is quick to get physical when annoyed. A trait among his tribe to settle most things with a duel than to use word-based diplomacy. Feng in particular can be rather ornery, quick to bare his teeth to let others know of his anger. 

[b]History:[/b]
Feng is an oddity among his tribe, essentially an albino minotaur with a strange mark on his shoulder. No stories, tales, prophecies, or legends surrounded his birth. He was just a strange one, which lead to a more ornery than most adult. Quick to anger, quick to fight thanks to a rather rough childhood. He and his tribe had moved to the Bronze Castle in favor of settling down over their more nomadic lifestyle.

His people offered some forms of crafting and offered plenty of a work force for hauling. That was what most of his tribe did, they hauled the ores and stone out of the mine since it was more efficient than having the smaller races do it. During one of his hauling trips Feng had been accosted by one of his old bullies, past grievances never being settled. Well during their duel to settle things the smaller minotaur in a fit of anger pulled out the Spike and jammed it into Feng's chest. Strangely it didn't kill him, but it actually drilled itself in until it was flush with his skin. The pain of it had actually driven Feng into a new rage and he had snapped the offenders neck using their own horns as handles.

Death was rare, but it did happen in these duels and his killing was justified with his tribe. But what to do about this artifact in his chest? Pulling it out seemed like a terrible idea, leaving it in sounded even worse. It wasn't until they learned about Spikes in general that eased the white ones nerves a bit. But what did his do? During a personal hunt he had downed a strangely armored creature. It wasn't huge, but it was big enough to be a meal and be dangerous with those digging claws. Despite its curling ability he could slip a blade between its shell pieces and he was able to avoid those deadly claws. With it dead he obviously ate it, not even bothering cooking it. While he ate he felt a tingle through his body and his Spike showed off what it could do. Now he was covered in the same armor plating as the beast had been. He could steal other beings strongest attributes and use them himself!

So with this knowledge in mind, and his tribe knowing it as well, he decided to heed the call for Spiker's that the King had put out. Maybe it would gain his tribe some prestige, if not the money didn't sound bad at all and you couldn't have too much cash.

[b]Equipment:[/b][list]
[*] Stone Axe: A rather large axe made of dark colored granite and tied with leather straps to a thick piece of wood.
[*] Red Clothing: Traditional garb of his tribe, a long and red loincloth made of a thick cloth.
[*] Red Tooth Bangle: A copper bangle wrapped in red cloth and decorated with the sharp teeth of his ancestors. 
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[u][b]Spike[/b][/u]
[b]Spike Name:[/b] Aspect Thief
Spike Description: A jet black spike that looks to be made of chitin. Along its surface are red pulsing veins, almost as if the spike had been shattered and repaired at one point. The spike is located dead center of his chest and seems to be constantly active judging by the glowing.
[b]Spike Theme:[/b] Stealing beneficial aspects from dead enemies to make the wielder better. Which also grants limited forms of shapeshifting of the physical body.
[b]Spike Abilities:[/b][list]
[*] Absorbing Theft: As the name suggests after killing something he absorbs something from them by consuming a portion of their body. This applies to physical attributes only and redundant aspects do not compile together. The stronger one is taken while the weaker is cast off. (He can't eat 50 ogres and have 50 ogres worth of strength, it's just the strength of one ogre.)
[*] Transformation: With his spike functioning he can change his body to better suit certain situations. He can cover his body in chitin armor for example, or get monstrous claws, cudgel-like hands, etc etc. The more, and different, creatures he eats and steals from the more complex forms he can change himself into. Currently only one aspect can be active at a time and it takes a moment to change between them. Having to revert to normal before changing again. Lesser beings also offer nothing of benefit, no extra speed from a normal rat and such.
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Personal Ability:[list]
[*] Crafting: He's not the best but he can craft weapons from wood, stone, and metal. The highest quality material he has used is copper, its softness making it easy to make a weapon with.
[*] Disassembly: What one can make, one can also destroy. Eying weapons, and even some armors, he can figure out how to break it despite the material it's made from. Harder materials are just harder to break but share the same weak-points.
[*] Fighting: Unlike most of his tribe he's more of a fighter than a craftsman or miner. Hand to hand, no weapons, few are able to best him thanks to his sheer strength, durability, and ferocity. Even some weapons don't provide much help against him once he gets in close.
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