Character Statistics.

[RagnaToad]

Erm, Im new to all this, but since im creative ill give it a go.
Please forgive me my crappy Bio, I dont feel like working it all out...


Name:
Krendo Znapp

Race:
Human Phoenix (no one can tell when this race had its origin)

Age:
Judging by his knowledge about battle, one might believe he has witnessed ages of war and pain. Once in a 1000 years, he is reborn. His identity is lost, but his instinct and curiousity remains ever the same.

Physical Appearance:
-He looks mid 20s
-tall
-black hair
-black cloak, but when wind waves, several red scarfs and other clothing can be seen under it.
-carrying a straight and tall but light sword on his back and several knifes under his clothing.
-speaks slowly and soft to misleed his enemies and hack 'n' slash them even harder and more surprisingly.

Personality:
Having had a lot of rebirths, he has lost his identity several times, forgetting who he is and what he stands for. He has fought many warriors who knew him better than he did. Though he changed a lot through time, his curiousity and instinct during a battle never left his well coördinated body and mind. He's father was a famous warlord and he is proud of it but wants as less people as possible to know this. He doenst like it at all when people worship him for his name, not for his skills. They who dare to do this often have no time to apolagise, for their heads are rapidly separated from their body with a single slice of his sword.

Armory:
Wheres an ancient armor of wich he cant remember where he got it from.
His movements are often hidden by his large cloak that seems to change in form and size and often reminds people of Phoenix wings.

Weapons:
-Several small knifes wich he uses only when he sees no way out or when past and present get messed up in his head.
-He has one main sword on his back. It seemslike the blade can change in size and form as he pleases. The sword is often not controlable. It is dark red with a black kling. It usually has a small blade and is called Burning Pride.

Fighting Class:
-Mainly sword fighter
-Fire and Air magic (Phoenix Elements), often becomes one with his ancestor.

Skills:
(His anger and confusion is usely expressed in fire and wind)
-Sunshine Wings: When in danger, huge wings appear round his body to protect him from furhter injuries. This happens when he's innjured and confused about what's happening in his mind.
-Flaming Halo: When he gets real angry, his body looks like its on fire and his eyes shine red.
-Ancient Fury: His body fills up with anger to then raise his speed. He quickly flys around his opponent and stabs him many times with his knifes. After a few seconds he finishes this with a strong air attack with his sword wich is on fire by now and causes an explosion with any contact.

Bio:
In his first life, he never knew his mother. His father was a celebrated war hero, who he looked up to very much. He started training with swords when he was 6 years old and realised there was something out there that helped him to raise this talent. Soon after his father died, he was 17 years old back then, the lands of the great kings fell apart and he was declared an exile, for his father's greatest rival became ruler of his homeland. After many years of travelling through, living in and becoming one with nature, he arrived at the place where he believed he was supposed to be:
Znapp stood up and smelled the air, he knew he had reached his detination. Walking furhter through the trees, he noticed an open spot in the forest. As he approached, the scent of burned grass became noticeable. When finally arrived at the end of the trees, Znapp was surprised to find there nothing but a small waterfall. Dissapointed as he was, he sad down on a small rock next to the water. Suddenly, the water began to vaporize. He stood up and saw a flame coming out of the water. The flame burned his face and he fell behind onto the grass. He cursed the one who was responsible for this and drew his sword. Ready to attack, he stood in front of the water, wich was almost gone, when the flame dissapeared. He fell a warm feeling inside of him and fainted. The next moment, he was covered with fire and he started to scream out of pain. He looked around, nothing but fire. A soft, female voice said: "Get up my son. Face this test and be proud of your origin."
He did as told with a lot of effort to find himself standing at the water, there was no fire at all. He checked his reflection: no fire wounds anywhere. He felt perfect. He knew he had changed.The voice appeared again, as did a transparent creature in front of him, covered in flames and surrouned by huge wings that didnt seem to belong to this spirit, because this female creature was the most beautiful being he had ever seen. "You have chosen for life, my son. You shall carry my fate along the ages to fulfill your destiny and every destiny of everyone of us that is bond with it. You shall be proud of your origin, having a mother like this, and you shall never forget that I shall be with you, always. When you lose faith, ill be there. When all hope is gone, i shall be by your side and there will be no need for words, you will feel the power our race is given when most needed and it will be used wiesly by your mind and body. Be strong and never forget these words. You shall remember this as your first rebirth. This is the last time I will appear, but my spirit and strength shall not vanish. For we are phoenixes, and we dont die..."
After Znapp had heard all this coming from the mouth of the spirit, who appeared to be a godess of phoenixes, the perfect embodiment of beauty and fire, his body began to feel warmer than ever and he felt he became stronger.
From now on, all strength, anger and pain of his ancestors, would be shared with him. He would never forget this day.