Intro
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"A merc with a streak of bad luck tries life out as a slave." -
Name: Wade the Knife
Gender: Male
Nicknames: Mouth, The Knife, Merc, Red
Race: Genetically advanced Human
Class: Slave at TGT
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Age: 32
Body Type: Muscular
Height: 6'6''
Complexion: Fair once, burnt to a crisp now.
Hair: Red once, bald now
Eyes: Sea Green
Handedness: Right
Scars: Too many to count
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Sarcastic, cocky, confident, loud, extrovert.
Mannerisms: Numerous hand gestures, shrieks happily, becomes physical when enraged, squints when judging someone
Likes: Men, Women, Sex, Leather, Knives and Swords, A guy named Shy and his Butter Muffin.
Dislikes: Being a slave, being beaten, women beaters, ass kissers.
Leather bound humanoid with a mouth to match. A bad case of a mercenary with too much sass and not enough class. He's the itch you can't scratch and but probably the sweetest nutcase you'll meet. A knife fetish paired with regenerative abilities and some form of mental issues that would make the devil cringe. You want someone dead? He's the guy you want on your side. Just make sure to pay him in fresh leathers, coin, and maybe affection. They say he's kind of hard to look at beneath the leather. Cursed by some elvish wizard for killing his kid. Life isn't easy when you look like a sexy, muscular torture case. Maybe those burns and scars were self inflicted after all...
His attire is made up of black and red leathers respectively.
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