Saxon

From Egs Mayhem

Name: Saxon
Age: 34
Gender: male
Height: 5'9"
Weight or Build: 145
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Appearance:
A slim figure in a darkly-dirty green-black-brown combination of clothes with thin leather boots, large sloppy hat and gloves. His Face always lies in the shadows of his hat's brim, but if one looks closely one can recognize stale blue eyes and a slim nose, the mouth seems covered either by a black neckcloth or some part of his long, wavy black coat. His whole appearance is rather blurred and shadowy. If he ever speaks, his voice is a rusty, rustling whisper.

Background:
Saxon's world is chaotic and brutal, law disputes often are carried out by a weird semi-religious codex which allows to demand a trial by duel, while also allowed the individual duelists to appoint 'replacements'... which lead to a quickly developing marked for professional duelists.
Saxon, one of the few survivors of an recently destroyed, traditional fighter folk, was the best of them all. Using the secrets of his killed masters to quickly kill the enemy in 'court'.
He worked cheap and efficient and for whoever hired him first... so he sometimes got to kill three of four people each day until there was no one daring to take up the job as Professional replacement in his region.

Personality:
Saxon is cold and revengeful, the defeat of his folk hurt him deeply, hurt his pride in their fighting skills... so he only lives on to prove Noioté to be the perfect Style, able to beat any other Style.
This tournament is giving him the chance, though he certainly is not liking the 'no killing' rules.
Outside of the arena he treats people with just a tiny bit less respect than they treat himself, he outright keeps book on those things, always ready to pay back whatever bad, but also whatever good was done upon him

Fighting Style:
Noioté, the Arts of the night.
This fighting style makes heavy use of deception, feints and tricks. An attack from the unseen can hardly be parried, an foe who cannot be seen is hard to attack.
Normally this style uses Knifes and Daggers, but they can kill and maim even with bare hands, hitting sophisticated pressure points on the enemy with determined precision.
His tactics usually is to drop a smoke bomb, so he can vanish using his invisible art and Light walk to disappear from the foe's perception... once that is done, he seeks to come into the Foe's back to land and unblockable, well aimed hit against a vital spot to drop the Foe... repeat if necessary.
However, he isn't unskilled in open fighting, making heavy use of feints usually involving acrobatics and his cloak...
Considering his style, he learned to fight against Invisible Foes and developed a very fine hearing, but he also can deceive an enemy by dropping and playing unconcious, only to rise and attack when the foe turns to cheer the masses.

Superhuman Abilities:
Invisible Arts, Light Walk, Metabolism control, Blind Fighting.
Using a shadow and cover, keeping in the foe's eyes' blind spots and not at least a lot of ki to hide where no normal man could hide... in plain view.
He walks over rice paper without tearing it, and over sand without leaving traces or making any sounds.
His year long hard training and his talents to focus and balance his ki allows him to control his metabolism... flushing out poison, resisting stunning blows to sensitive area's... yes, even slowing down the heart beat to make someone believe he is dead or knocked out... this skill is also the skill which allows him to resist most ki bases attacks far better than untrained humans and even some martial artists.
Blind fighting as the last in the set of his abilities let's him use smell, hearing and the feel of the wind on his face... but also some weird kind of ki-echo to sense invisible foes.

Weapons:
Since he may not use his daggers in this tournament, he relies on little steel plates which are sewed into his gloves, and enhance his strikes just as much as they protect his hands.
He wears a whole bunch of smoke and flash bomb with him.