Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-4680574-20170207012408

Name: Amos Dugger

Nickname(s): The man in the Red Duster

Age: 57 (looks younger due to effects of healing potion)

Sex: Male

Height: 6' 4"

Weight: 225

Orientation: Heterosexual

Species: Human

History: When Amos was younger, he was all over the place. Never once being home before curfew. He was a rowdy youth, always getting into fights. It wasn't until one tragic day that he did come home to find his parents murdered in a bizarre fashion. They were murdered by a serial murderer known as the Fruitist. From that day forward, Amos swore he would find the Fruitist and bring him or her to justice. Amos did find the Fruitiest, but only after he had been caught. Angry and homeless, Amos got himself a plane to undisclosed location somewhere in the far east. It was there Amos planned to be trained in the art of fighting by monks so tha he may somehow exact revenge on the incarcerated murderer. But when Amos arrived at the temple, he was snatched up by a strange old sage. The sage told him the he knew what he wanted and that the monks would reject him in a heartbeat. The sage however made a deal to train Amos and he promised he could do a MUCH better job at it. And so for the next seven and half years, the sage taught Amos in almost every art of fighting and combat possible. Once the sage had taught Amos everything he knew, he sent him back to his home. Not 'home' home mind you, but back to the city. Before Amos left however, the sage gave him a gift. For what reason none know. The gift was a black iron rod with two golden bands on each side. Amos however painted the cudgel red and decorated the ends with a gold color. After such a long time, Amos returned to civilization working various jobs. Most often though, he was a bounty hunter and mercenary. As time went on, Amos grew older, and no closer to his planned vengeance on the Fruitist. He later learned that the Fruitist died in prison by the hands of another. So now, here was Amos, alone with no one. Just a man wasting away in the city with no purpose. Then, one day. a local gang war gave the aging man a purpose. Using his superior skills, he was able to break up the fight and send most of the thugs packing. All except for one. Noah Caspar was the one person to stay stand up to the aging man. Impressed by the young adolescent's spunk, he beat him, but then decided to take him under his wing. For the next five to six years, Amos passed on everything he had learned to Noah in hopes that they would help him. Most importantly, Amos part wisdom on the youth, telling this: Fight for those who cannot fight and bring justice to all.

Personality: A mostly calm and level headed person. Amos tends speak and be professional about his life, but he can also be long winded when telling a story.

Likes:

Dislikes: Bananas

Fears:

Quirks:

Abilities:  Combat Specialist: Due to rigorous training in all kind of martial arts during his youth and continued fighting, Amos is a master of many forms of combat. Supernatural Detection<span style="color:rgb(165,42,42);font-family:"LucidaGrande",LucidaGrande,Lucida,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;text-align:center;">: Thanks to literally being spat in the eyes by a magical being, Amos is able to see and sense supernatural creatures.

<span style="color:rgb(165,42,42);font-family:"LucidaGrande",LucidaGrande,Lucida,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;text-align:center;">Possessions:  <span style="color:rgb(165,42,42);font-family:"LucidaGrande",LucidaGrande,Lucida,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;text-align:center;text-decoration:line-through;">A silver flask full of a strange liquid <span style="color:rgb(165,42,42);font-family:"LucidaGrande",LucidaGrande,Lucida,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;text-align:center;">, a  <span id="yui-gen7" style="color:rgb(165,42,42);font-family:"LucidaGrande",LucidaGrande,Lucida,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;text-align:center;text-decoration:line-through;">red and gold iron rod, an adamantine sword with hellfire properties and .45 caliber AMT Longslide pistol

Alignment: Good

Trivia: His hair used to be brown. Possess a vast and deep knowledge on occultism, mysticism, and mystical and fey creatures alike. <ac_metadata title="I need a pick-me-up (1x1)"> </ac_metadata>