Name: Anon
Class: Hero
Birthday: 4/22
Birthplace: Unknown, somewhere on the Altean continent
Residence: Wayfarer
Specialty: Axes, science, surprise and variable tactics, preparation, deduction
Appearance: Tall, pale faced with curly brown hair. Has a flawless jawline.
Bio: A high end mercenary, Anon has spent almost half his life trying to better his faith, fighting and mind, and over the years has accumulated an impressive collection of texts, weapons, scrolls, and other trinkets and trophies. He has very high professional standards, believing that any qualified professional should be able to complete their job without collateral damage or civilian casualties. Despite his love of warfare and obsession with weaponry, he is picky about who employs him, and has a strong hatred of unnecessary death, such as slaying surrendered humans and slaughtering individuals not directly involved in the fighting. He has vast array of fighting techniques and facts at his disposal learned from intercontinental travel and devoted study, to the point of his having a web if contacts in several underground circles if battle and theorization. Generally, Anon is boastful, difficult to deter and upbeat, taking joy in every moment of his fights and every so often making some snark remark. He's also very scientific, thinking through even the most ludicrous of possibilities and explanation and being well versed in a handful of fields of research. He is rarely worried or somber, except in scenarios were he perceives himself unable to protect close associates of his, such as his family or allies. However, he has a difficult time getting over his failures. His many possessions make his quarters the most cluttered of anyone in the army, he despises waste or time or resources, and is very strict about being prepared. One last defining trait about him is his over-zealously celibate tendencies, taking pride in his single life style and having high disgust to the point of hatred towards explicit sexual material.
Well, that's a lot, isn't it?
