Character Sheet
Name: Odion Zogby
Country Affiliation: Heliohapt
Race: Human
Tier: D-Tier [Novice]
Class: Assassin
Age + Birthdate: 20, Aprill 25th
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Personality: Odion was born simply for a life of murder and feeding on the flesh of the living. That is what has given him a very strong darken aura and why it doesn't shock those few who know of his birth. With all, that one would think that he would be a creepy and lonesome guy but he had found a way to hide it all behind a fake happy smile. Doing only made it all that much of a sinister smile to those that knew the real him. So one could say that he had two faces to himself, one that was the true embodiment of evil its self and a face that was more like that of a mask for the public's eyes only. Those every second with even his smile on those around him are at risk of death the moment his hunger for human flesh returns. How the two faces act;
True face, doesn't act for anything other than to feed himself and carry out all of the tasks that are given to him. Usually does things by himself because if one was to work alongside him at the moment of the hunger's highest point he would turn on his fellow assassin(s) and eat them alive. After doing so he would follow through with the task was given to them and once again feed himself with the flesh of the target(s).
Face mask, acts just like that of a party boy that jokes, laughs, drink, and has on hell of a time all the time. Becomes a person that gets along with each and every last person out there without a single care in the world. Odion is even known to take on some odd tasks while still acting this way, just so he can prove to some others that think that this side isn't real. Those he knows its not the real side of himself but he needs it due to no one knows of his birth other than the people he works for.
Likes:
- Heat, coming from the sun's rays beating down on him, off of the food he eats (spicy food), or from the steam of a hot water. There is just something about the hotness that comes in to contact with Odion's body in some way is just very much enjoyable for him.
- Sleep, is something that all can find Odion when he isn't working or running about at all hours of the night. Those most of the time when it comes to sleep they are nothing but an hour to two-hour naps.
Dislikes:
- Sand, those Odion has been around this gritty and loss substance all of his life. It can find its own way into places that can lead to a large amount of discomfort. Simply put this substance is something he wished would just no longer exists in this world.
- Being wrong, is just something that Odion will never agree with in his lifetime. The best word for it is that he is the way to 'stubborn'. Even if Odion know that he was completely wrong about something he would refuse to say so.
Aspirations:
- Hunger, this is not simply fixed by eating something that people label as food. It is the need to eat the flesh of another human being and needs to feed very soon or else anyone around him could end up becoming his new source of food. Not only does it make him reckless but as well puts him in a berserk-like state that all he wants is human flesh. Due to knowing this Odion takes on tasks in which he most eliminates another person. That way he can both get pay and feed his wild an unruly hunger at the same time.
Phobias/fears:
- Failure, is not an opinion at all. Any task given must be full filled without question or it will be the end of one's life. That is what it means to be an assassin. Not only that but will also mean that Odion was wrong for taking on a task or for attempting to take a risky move to get things done fast. That would be accepting that he was wrong and that is something he could never live with.
Face-Claim: Hakim Rushdie from Nessa no Rakuen
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Height: 193.04 cm (6'4")
Weight: 86.1826 kg (190 lbs)
Appearance: Odion has two different outfits, each one of them goes along with which face he is going with at the time of getting dressed. This is how each outfit looks and how he acts with each of them;
True face wears a long black tunic, a sleeveless black cloak, a black cloth mask, black pants, a black slash, a red carmine and gold head cloth. The tunic and pants are loose-fitting, allowing air to circulate, preventing sweat from evaporating too quickly and slowing dehydration in hot weather. Around his neck and put over his mouth and nose, is that of a mask made of very thin cloth so that he can breath without worrying about sand flying into his mouth. As well the head cloth is wrapped around the head while lossily hanging down behind and on both sides of his head then wrapped around the neck an top of his shoulders (basically acting as a hood). The slash was wrapped around his waist to hold both his tunic and pants in place. Odion is very dangerous, evil, and blood thirsty man in this outfit which is why he only uses it when he is on an assassin task. As well, every time he turns the whole outfit is soaked in blood along with his body and face being covered in blood.
Face mask wears a long 2/3 white and 1/3 black rode that has red details down right where the main colors would touch an around the ends of the sleeves. A red slash around the rode that would be at his waist to keep it closed because all he had under it was his underwear. As well as around his ankles and wrists wears black skin tight bracers, that when up just able 1/3 of his arms and legs with gold rings around just before each end. Now there is only one thing that both outfits share in common and that is a pair of black sandals on his feet. Around two fingers on his right hand are rings, on the index finger is a plain gold band ring while around his middle fingers is a gold ring with a small bluish-green rock on it. Odion is very happy, carefree, and fun person to be around while wearing this outfit. Can be found anywhere there is a party and if there is no party then you can hanging out with people in the streets and having a good old time. This is the only side of him that the public knows about and he plans to keep it that way as long as he can.
Rukh Alignment: Black
Special Features:
- Cannibalism, from the moment of birth Odion has had the hunger for the flesh of the living and feeds on people.
- Intangible mask, this is a mental mask that Odion wears to help him and is the only way for him to blend in with the public eyes watching/seeing him.
History: Odion's life began in a very odd place for one to bare a child at, the location of his birth was in the dungeon of a village way out in the Desert of Forgotten Souls. This was due to his mother that was named 'Naima Zogby' had interfered with a slave transaction of her sister named 'Monifa Zogby'. At the time Naima had interfered with the slave transaction she was brutally beaten within an inch of her life. Afterwards, she had been drag into the village of Maurenia's dungeon where she was held captive by the crime she had committed. If that wasn't bad enough from just wanting to help her own flesh and blood sister out, every man that worked as a guard of the village had taken turns with her over and over. Soon enough Naima had ended up pregnant, those the fact that she would bare a child did not stop the men from taking time with her in very violent ways. She hated the fact she would be baring a child from one of those many men that just hurt her all the time. So she attempted to kill the child her self by running into the walls over and over to the point she would be covered in blood every day. Then the day had come for the child to be born and no one was ready for what would happen next. Everyone in the dungeon could hear Naima's screams for all of that day and night long, almost seemed like the sounds would never stop. But the next morning that had just randomly stop so suddenly that it even caused the guards to rush down to find out what was going on. What they were about to see no one would ever be ready for in their entire lifetime, once at Naima's cell all they saw was blood all over and as they entered they saw what looked like a small monster feeding on Naima's body. It seems that her neck was eaten through from the front that but the sides and back almost as if her neck had become a bowl. As they got even closer the small monster had turned out to be a small baby that was covered in blood.
The guards had rushed out of the cell instead of killing the child for some reason and locked the cell back. They rushed to the person in charge of the village. After that everyone was informed that worked as a guard to stay away from Naima's cell and this had stayed in effect for quiet away with the higher ups send word to the capital. Now during that time, normally a baby wouldn't be able to move very well on its own and would be crying all the time after it's birth. That wasn't the case for this child that seemed to have the hunger to feed on its own mother. The child was able to waddle its self around just enough to move from what part to the next till it had slowly consumed their whole mother's body. While the child had taken random naps of rest in between each feeding. Then one day shortly after the child had finished with his mother's body it had found its self without any form of food and finally began to cry. As the crying had begun, a group of people dressed in all black had appeared in front of Naima's cell with strict orders to bring this child back alive. It seems the group in black clothing was from a dark organization of the country's dark underbelly. The members of this organization were all assassins that would be trained by the country for one reason only an that was to learn out its messes. They had taken in this monster of a child so that he could be there clean up specialist, by not only taking out the target but eating their body right then an there so that way there would be no loss ends. So for the next twenty years of his life, he was trained to be one of their most elite assassins and forced him to have loyalty to their country an to the leaders of the organization. As well, they had given him the name of 'Odion Zogby' even those he would never know those that had shared his last named. It was almost as if they had given him that last name as a way to cruse him to be doomed to have his life end the same way his life had began.
Finally has come the day for him to prove that all of his training over the years and all the effort they had put into him wasn't a waste. So now he must take on final tails of an elite assassin and beat them or be killed right there on the spot. This is where those that dared to take in something that had eaten its own mother and could at any moment turn on them an feed apoun their body began to worry and hoped he would pass the trails.
Role-Play Sample:
- Old dudes duking it out!:
- The day had finally came, it was one and only day so far in Rashn's life. That is after he had been lit in flames by a campfire, the elements hadn't even tried to drag him around at all. Those he is happy to have gotten a day off something doesn't feel right to him. But he wasn't about to do nothing with this wounder day that may never happen again. Those as he had starched his head slowly while trying to think of what to do. "Oh! Lets find a job to do, that should be for some good fun or at lest a little distraction." Rashn had grabbed his coat of the table that he was standing next to in the guild hall of Infinity Hydra. Would be lying if he didn't think that it was very odd and worrisome of a man so old to be talking to him self out loud. With a little sigh from being worried about his apparent to others, his face turned from an 'oh no' into a normal smiling 'goofball' face. The happy old man had headed for the broad with job flyers all over it. Rash still holding onto his coat within his left hand, while making it pretty easily up to the job board and starts looking all over it. There were plenty of fun looking job all over it that made it so hard for him to pick from them all. But there was this one out them all that caught his eyes with the words 'old man' on it. He reached over and pulled it off the board instantly after noticing that it had to deal with and old person like he is at this time. "Didn't think there would be something like this up on the board. Might as well take this one on my self so that no one can say a 'youngest' bested him in battle even those this man willing wants to die in combat." With his mind made up, he throw his large coat over his back and shoulders so that he could make his way for the door. Then once outside he would head for the town of Oshibana by train on the railways.
- Augustin Slezák:
The long train ride gave Rashn time to get plenty of rest, while he was laying a top the train due to not being able to fit inside of it. Which did make everyone on the train fear for their life's because they didn't know him. But what had feared them the most would be the sound of a monster like being with his loud snoring coming from above them all. At the last stop for this train was Oshibana which had been lucky for Rashn due to being a sleep the whole time. Once the train had fully stop, he waits till everyone out of the way and step out the top of the train which made a thud sound as he landed. Quickly looked around to find someone that looked like they worked at the station to see if they know where the old man was at. Then lucky right be hide him was a staff member that worked for the station that saw him looking around so came over to Rashn. "Do you need help sir?" The man had yelled just to make sure that Rash could hear him. As he turned around with a smile one his face, seeing that right kind of person he needed to talk to had found him in stand. "Yes youngster, I could use your help in aid of find the old man named 'Ior Valiir' that lives here." The man didn't liked being called 'youngster' but he understand that with age comes wisdom and the right to say things like that without meaning it in a mean way. "Well then you are in luck sir, the old man uses the forest to the right of town. Very easy to get to if you just exit this building and head forwards for a little bit an you will be there." Rashn smiles at the man once more before lightly padding the man on the back. "Thank you youngster, you were very helpful. So if you even need something and you see or know where I am just come get me right away. An if you want you are always welcome to join my family and be that of one of my many children to come." The man had been shocked at what was just said to him and in such a way that he was sure there was no lie or that the offer was fake. "Sure thing sir.. I mean pops, my name is Augustin Slezák." Rashn laughs a bit out of joy that is because he has found a starting member of his children and other family members. "Take it easy son, I'll be back in a bit after I go help the old man out." He waves goodbye to his newly found son as he exits the building and heads forward to the old man's home.- Ior Valiir:
Rashn comes up to this small looking hut that anything special, just you're normal old looking hut with a straw roof on it. To the right of the hut was what looked like tree logs just sticking out of the ground. They looked worn down by that of being hit by something blunt as well as something sharp because there were slice marks an chips of wood sticking out that could fall off at any time. He had taken in a deep breath so that he could yell as loud as he could to make sure the old guy could her him in case he was hard of hearing. "Ior Valiir! Come out here and fight me you old geezer!!" It seems the old guy had came out of the hut, he was bald with a super old person style bread going down to his knees of a greyish white color to it. He have no shirt on and it looked like he had been wearing a white and black gown that had been ripped or cut in half. The reason of that being that the gown only started from his waist down to his feet unlike most gowns that would cover from shoulder down to their feet. "Who you calling an old geezer! You young-" Ior had stopped speaking in his tracks when he saw Rashn, who was as old as him but a lot taller then him. "Ha! I guess it will be an old geezer throw down between us fossils, I can tell you're no push over so this should fun." Rashn had been smiling at Ior the while time with this young joyful look in his eyes. "It shall be great fun as well as one hell of an honorable battle!" The old man laughed while turning around to pick up his big wooden kite shield that had a rope attack to it and a sheathed sword. Ior draws out his sword and holds both it and the shield up ready for battle to start. Rashn holds out one hand point towards the ground an casts a magic circle on the ground but unlike most only magic circles this one takes the form of a sigil. The sigil is a mixture of blue an green and has a symbol for tear drop in the middle of it standing for the element of water. As the sigil slowly fades away the ground where it was a small puddle appears. Then a giant splash happens from the middle on the paddle where water goes every where as small creature jumps out of the paddle. The creature's body was made up nothing but pure water in a solid state, but it has these weird tree like horns coming how of its head and has no arms. With his other hand he flicks his wrist and two playing cards comes sliding out of his coat sleeves. As the card come flying out he quickly grabs them both one in each hand. The cards become in cased with water around them, while Rashn in cases him self with element of earth that shrouds around him in a earth aura. "Let the fun begin!" Right they had both took off with high speed towards one another ready to kill one another.- Creature of the Puddle:
Rashn and Ior clash against each other with fury, Rashn starts things off with throwing on of his playing cards at Ior. The old man blocked with ease as she just raised his shield up in front of him self. Little did he know that is what Rashn wanted him to do as makes a fist and slams into Ior's shield with pure strength be hide that was a enough to make the old stumble back a bit. "Dam! You made a powerful hit there, but don't count me out just yet." Ior yells as he recovers from the bash of Rashn's fist into his shield. Ior jumps right at Rashn and stashes at his body, the sword the old man had cut though the top layer of Rashn's tough skin like it was butter causes some deal of pain and damage. Rashn laughs as he is been cut crossed his chest by the old man's blade. "Now this is a fight worth of us old geezers! But don't forget about my little buddy!!" As Rashn had finished yelling back at Ior, the small creature had jumped into the air and slacked at Ior with his tail. The old man didn't have time to block the slap so he suffered a little pain an damage, but he was able to grab the creature by one of its horns and throw it back at the puddle it had came from. As the old man throw the creature that's when Rashn saw and opening and went in for an attack by throwing his over playing card at Ior but the card had just barely missed him. Rashn thinks about all the time he should have spend working on using his playing cards in combat but never did. None the less he wasn't that good with using them just yet so something like this was bond to happen from time to time. Ior thought for sure he was gonna get hit by the playing card but didn't, this was his time for a counter strike so he jumped back at Rashn once more swinging his sword. Rash had side stepped the swings and throw a powerful punch right had the man's right hand that was holding on his sword with. These had caused the old man to drop his sword into the ground but this doesn't mean that the old man was defenseless. Ior had bashed Rashn's side with his shield as he went in to try and kick the sword away from Ior. This time Rashn was the one would got stumbled back some but unlike Ior, he had fallen over due to being so tall.
Rashn had quickly gotten back onto his feet, once more the giant man had began to laugh while having the biggest grin a crossed his face. "That was one hell of a power strike from a shield. This makes it even more fun!" They had kept attacking one another and trading blows over an over like it was nothing. Rashn being very careful to do his best to dodge the slashing of the old man's blade and Ior being very careful of the playing card flying at him and blocking them with his shield. They just kept at it for hours of attacking one another, dodging, and stumbling about from being stroke with such force. Those they are both very old, they have been keeping their body is great health giving them the stamina to fight with another like if they were still youngsters themselves. The creature that had been thrown into the puddle that it had came from by Ior had finally awoken from being knocked out from it hitting the ground head first. The little creature began to get this real sour look on its face as it tends to do once it has been made angry. While the two old geezers are trading blow for blow, the creature quickly rolls around on the ground where all the water was slapped every where. As it rolled all over the ground the water attaches its self to it's body. Once fully cloaked in water the creature stud but and charged at Ior. Rashn had notice the creature coming an had force Ior to stumble back some with a full force strike of his fist at the center of the old man's shield. As it had gotten close enough to Ior, it had jumped and went flying though the air with a motion of a headbutt that was perfectly aimed at the old man. Luckily Ior had saw what was going on just after being forced back by Rashn, the old man just barely had enough time to block the powerful attack with his shield. Those the creature speed and forced of the strike was like that of a cannon ball it had broke though the shield reducing it to nothing more then splinters on the ground. Unluckily for the creature the impact of its head and the wood had knocked its self out and fallen back to the ground. "You will pay for that little one!" The old man had said as she quickly slashed violetily at the creature's body over an over. Seeing how it was not even about to get back up and Rashn didn't even have the time to due a counter strike to save his 'little buddy'. The creatures body had turned back into water and soaked into the ground that seemed like it had die or something like that.
"Now it's your turn to pay you old fool!" At this moment Rashn had been engorged in his own angry to what had to by done to his 'little body'. He charged at the old man with as much forced as he could maintain and slammed his fist at Ior's hand that was holding on to his sword. The impact of fist to the hand had made the sound of cracking bones. Which had forced Ior to drop the sword and cry out in pain loudly. That is before, both of them were lost in the rage of battle and started trading blows once more but this time it was just them fight hand to hand style. Without either of them caring or being mindful of the damage they were both severing each other. After going at it with so much speed and fury for so long they both had to stop for a second as they both were breathing very heavily. Once their breathing had slowed down, they both looked at each other with a smile on their faces. Both of could tell that neither of them had enough strength at their age to keep going at it forever. At the same time they both yelled out extremely loudly at each other. "THIS WILL BE THE FINAL ASSAULT!" They both took over with such force they broke a part of the earth below their feet at take off. Their fists clashed with such force that it make a crackling sound ripple though the air. While at the same time the shroud around Rashn began to make its own sound that, he knew what was about to happen and it wouldn't be fair but this is a death battle that the old man wanted. Rashn let out a loud booming voice of a yell with no words as the shroud around him blasted outwards with such force it sent the old man flying back. Ior had been so worn out that he didn't even at tamped to try and block this form of attack. The force at sent Ior's body flying into one of his three logs sticking out of the ground. While breathing heavily once more, Rashn had walked over to Ior's body at had just been knocked up against one of the log. "May you rest in piece my friend." Those they weren't friends but he could talk in there fight like most men can share feeling best with their fist that they had became good friends. An only a friend can really another friend to rest peacefully and with there honor in tacked.
- Warriors should suffer their pain silently.:
- There was a man named 'Nanashi' that had been drinking sake at the local bars all over the town of Rose Garden. It had come the time for him to try once more to find someone to fall in love with but his chances weren't to great. Mostly do to the fact that when he drinks to much sake, he can get extremely out of control and has been known to black out. This would have been one of those nights that he had blacked out. Those this time when he woke up he was on a train! "Why am I here? where are we? whats going on here?" Nanashi had been yelling in panic because of who knows what happened the night before. All that he would remember was a blur and the smell of sake on his clothing. The people all around him on the train just looked at him crazy and tried to help him claim down. Finally at the moment his hand had bumped against the handle of his swords he did seem to claim down. This is due to the fact that when ever he is dreaming he never has his weapons with him. Lead to Nanashi having to find a way to sober up and find some why to clear his mind, this lead him to get off at the next stop on the train line.
"Now arriving at Oshibana Station!"
Nanashi quick got to his feet giving him self a head rush, so he had to lowly walk out of the train so not to fall over onto the ground, floor of the train, or onto another person. He was quiet lost at to where he could go to sober up at. He stumbled around the station for a bit, then he finally noticed the office and walked towards it. "Hello, is there some placed that I may find something good to eat that has a lot of bread?" It was a very odd question for the place to have bread but that is a trick Nanashi picked up a while back to help sober up. "Why yes sir there is, just go out the doors right over there and it will be the second shop on the left just right in front of this station." A very lovely and beautiful woman that told him where he could find such a place. "Thank you, you wonderful young thing you." He had replied to her with a smile on his face and then took off towards the place. There was no dough in the world that Nanashi was extremely bad at talking to anyone while he was drunk.
As Nanashi had made it to the place the beautiful woman had told him about he went inside quickly. Didn't take any time at all to get sited and to have some food with lots of bread to eat. While he was eating away and sobering up, he then noticed that he was once again in a bar and he quickly finish the all the food. So that he could get out of there fast and find out what to do an how to find a way back to where he was the other day. "Thanks for the food!" Nanashi yelled out as he put a large about of money on the table to cover his bill and left the bar. Now as he was just outside of the bar, he felt a little at easy because at lest no one he knew had seen him like this. Because something as shameful as letting your self get blacked out drunk on sake as a samurai warrior and a master swordsmen to behave in this way. Taking time to think of what to do next while he pasted back and forth in front of the bar. Before drawing a blank on what to do, so he just headed back towards the train station.
Then he stopped right as he got to the front of the station to check and how many money he had left. As he had checked all of the places where he could keep money on his person and began to freeze in place. There wasn't any left after eat all the food a few moments ago and whatever the amount he spent the night before. The samurai rushed into the station and up to the counter where they sell tickets for the trains to ask them if there was any kind of job in town he could find to make enough money to take the train some where. Lucky for him it was the same beautiful woman from before so she understand fully what was going on. "There is a big board right over there that has a few odds and ends that are small jobs for those that need help and don't mind who is that does it for them." The woman told Nanashi as she pointed to the left at a large sign of wood that had papers hanging from it. "Thank you so much again my fair maiden." He had replied to her as he quickly took off towards the left but this time he had made the woman blush a bit those not really noticing it had happen at all.
Now that Nanashi is standing in front of the place where all the papers and flyers are hanging up so that one can find some from of work at. He had skimmed over them all quickly, those there was on about half way down that had cough his eye with the label of 'Honorable Combat'. The man had quickly grabbed and taken down the paper at once to read it more carefully. After a few moments it was clearly a job to due battle with a warrior to the death. Those it does seem that his warrior was not that of a samurai but none the less still was a warrior that wished to pass away in battle. This was something that he had wish to happen one day for himself due to not being able to remember anything about his own self or of his passed other then that of being a samurai warrior. So this was something that he couldn't just let anyone to do battle with a veteran warrior as of the one that filled out this paper in his hands. Those it didn't seem to say where to go at all on the paper. He had started to walk towards the counter yet again but before he could reach it he stopped dead in his tracks. As he had just flipped the paper over and there was a very simple map on the paper that showed him where he was and where he needs to be to find the warrior. Nanashi darted out of the station and took off as fast as he could following the map on the paper.
It had taken Nanashi quiet some time to get to the place of where the warrior was, due to it being just on the outskirts of the town its self. It seemed to be a small home that had be long abandoned due to all the nature growing all over it the building. It was hitting right in the middle of a bed grassy meadow with a small lake not that far from it off to the right a bit. While off to the left is that of a dense forest that you hear the animals that life within causing all kind of noises to bonce all over the place. Other then the normal sounds of the wild life it could be one very peaceful and lovely place to call home. Then all of a suddenly an elderly man stepped out of the house for a moment and had noticed Nanashi standing there looking around. "Who are you?
An what have you come to my home for?!" The elderly out make yelled out loud the best he could before starting to cough a bit due to the strain on his voice for having to yell. "My name is Nanashi and I have come here to battle with an honorable warrior!" He had quickly replied to the old man as he had drawn his katana out with his right hand and held out the paper with the map on it into the air with his left. The elderly man quickly went back into his home only for a few moments, when the elderly man returns he has a plain kite shield in one hand and a double-edged long sword in the other.
"So the time has finally come, Let this be a glorious battle!"
Both of the men had came rushing towards each other with the intend to fight to the death. At first contact their blades had clashed with one another as sparks begin to fly from the force of their strength be hide the blades they wield. This happen quiet a few more times as they where basically just testing enough others strength. Those without warning the elderly man deemed it was time to fight with all his might, because he seem to believe that Nanashi was worthy of battling with at full strength. Just after that very next clash of their swords the elderly man had lend in to push Nanashi's blade away, so that he could strike him with his shield. The strike had impacted onto Nanashi's shoulder and with great force send him stumbling back some. Those this hit didn't break or shatter any of his bone it did hurt like hell. "Not bad for an old timer!" Nanashi yelled as he came rushing up to slash his sword at the elderly man but this time his blade come in contact with the elder's shield. The swing of his sword with force enough to push the shield and the arm of elder against his own body. "Right back at you! But it will take more then just raw strength to beat me youngster!!" The elder had yell out as was still blocking Nanashi's sword with his own shield and then started to swing with his double-edged long sword. There was no time to dodge the elder's swing but there was time for one thing. With Nanashi's free hand he quickly grabbed his handle of his Wakazashi and pulled it out in time just parry the elder's sword. Those he did stop that one swing but now he no longer has his second weapon. Due to at the same time Nanashi started to parry the elder's weapon he had noticed and slightly moved his sword to act like it was parried. But in reality it was simply changing the way he was swinging it to send the smaller sword flying out of Nanashi's hand and into the on of the first tree's that line the dense forest to left of his home. "Good reflexives there youngster but you still have a way to go." As the elder was busy talking, Nanashi took that one slight chance to jump back and try to make some distant between them.
Nanashi begins to grin happy as he is starting to enjoy this battle of mightily warrior spirits clashing with one another. "I like your style old man, lets get the real battle started now!" He yelled out loud while starting to laugh as he charged at the elder man. Now just before getting close enough to swing with his katana, he switch hands with the sword so that his swing would be aimed at the side of the old man with the sword. This bough cough the elder off guard for a moment but his reflexives are still fast enough to block the sword with his own. An quickly made a counter strike with his shield once again just like before, but this time Nanashi was ready for it and his grin turned into that of a big smile showing his teeth as he pulled back his free hand. Then swinged it with as much force as he could into that of the elder's shield, as the metal of the shield come in with Nanashi's fist all you could hear was cracking. Now to the elder's surprise the cracking sound was coming from both the shield and the Nanashi's fist. The shield had an imprint of a fist right in the middle of it as well as cracks from the imprint outwards to the edges of the shield. Now the shield wasn't broken but it was damaged but not without the cost of breaking the four fingers of Nanashi's left hand. They both jumped back a bit before they both started to grin as they came rushing back at one another clashing with blade to blade and shield to fist. This keep coming so much that all one could see from Nanashi's left hand was blood shed and what looked like dis-formed and broken hand. But no matter what Nanashi wasn't back down and kept coming at the elder with all the strength he had in him. After a while of this clashing going on and it seemed like the battle had no end coming, the elder came up with an idea that the next time their blades clashed that in stand of clashing he would block both Nanashi's blade and fist with his shield. Those this was a risky play it would give him a little bit more time to come up with how to counter strike. On impacted with both Nanashi's sword and fist caused the shield to completely shatter. A long with the sound of bones breaking as now not only was his left fist completely shattered like the elder's shield but now his left arm was broken too. The pain caused Nanashi to close his eye for just a single moment and cry out in pain but by the time he had open his eyes. The elder had taken advantage of the moment and releasing the handle of the shattered shield and grabbing his double-edged long sword with both hands. Then quickly swinged it at Nanashi's left arm, this action had completely slashed though the flesh and already broken bones cutting the arm off. Which caused Nanashi to cry out in even more pain but also sent him into a rage to defend himself from losing another limb. Unlucky for the elder that at that same moment he left himself completely open just like Nanashi had down. Then without a moment to spare Nanashi had raised his katana up into the slashed the elder's chest from the front of left shoulder down to this right lower side next to the stomach. An spun his body an kicked the elder with his leg right in the center of his chest. This caused the elder to be knocked back quiet some bit away and on to the ground.
Nanashi wasn't done yet with his enraged and pain flowing though him he had quickly stealth his katana. Binding down to grab his arm that was cut off and charged once more at the elder once again. The elder wasn't able to get back up fulling yet but he was sitting at an angle where he could still swing his sword if need be. The elder had saw Nanashi charging at him and got ready to block what ever attack was coming his way. Nanashi pulled back his own right arm as if he was about to punch at the elder, the elder angled the blade outwards as in tending to made it so if Nanashi punched his fist would be slashed open. But little did the elder know that Nanashi had his other arm within the grip of his right hand. So he swinged it like a base-ball bat and hitting the sword on the flat side which knocked the sword out of the elder's hand. Nanashi was still rushing and quickly pulled the arm back up into the air, letting go of it so it would fly into the air. Formed a fist with his right hand and smashed into right into the elder's chest with as much strength as he could. All that was heard was that of cracking bones from the elder and Nanashi, the elder's cracking was that of his rib cage as the bones where breaking and the cracking coming from Nanashi was that of his right fist completely breaking. At the same time that the elder's rib cage breaking one of the broken peaces had broken off and went right into his heart killing him in combat. As well due to the amount of blood lost Nanashi stumbles around for amount before blacking out.
There was someone or something didn't which for Nanashi to die just of yet that was watching from the forest had came and picked the blacked out person off towards some where. Once the thing had gotten to the front of a guild hall that belonged to that of Infinity Hydra. It had just throw Nanashi onto the ground right into front of the doors while he was still bleeding out and completely blacked out. As for way the thing or being had taken Nanashi to this place was unknown and will he live though to fight again one day...
