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Name: Nergui Muunokhoi
Race: Human
Age: 33
Height: 188 cm (6'2")
Weight: 79 Kg (175 pounds)
Gender: Male
Equipment: Two Wakizashi and Boiled leather armor.
Appearance:
(Concept)
Personality: Nergui Muunokhoi is stoic, reserved, and analytical. He a stranger to most emotions, choosing instead to feel the cold embrace of rejecting this aspect of humanity. He is known to bouts of anger however, though they are isolated incidents.
[FONT="]Biography: [/FONT] Nergui’s beginnings were less than ideal, being the seventh son of a lady of the night. He never knew stability in his life with his mother entertaining one man or another at any one time. As such Nergui started roaming about the city’s streets at a young age, hoping to get away from the situation. Spending ever more and more time out on the streets Nergui grew up faster than children with nicer backgrounds and kinder surroundings. He grew up fighting the other boys on the streets, and though this was done only in the playful way of children it nevertheless helped him as he grew older. As the fights became more real and dangerous Nergui found that he had a natural talent for causing pain, and he could easily harm the other boys. As such he earned the name Muunokhoi or “vicious dog” from those who knew him.
Nergui grew quickly, and towered over the other boys his age. With his superior size, strength, and his own unique way of fighting he subjugated all of the other boys his age and came to be their unofficial “leader”. Of course as such things go, this group of boys was no real threat but they did cause themselves to be a great nuisance to the populace of that part of the town, stealing odds and ends and causing other such mischief.
However, at the age of 15 Nergui and his small gang of followers got themselves into more trouble than they had bargained for. Having raided a small shop in one of the better districts, Nergui and his band were just exiting the shop with their stolen goods when they were met by a small guard on patrol. They were immediately set upon by the guard and although a few of Nergui’s followers were able to escape, Nergui himself was captured, but not before he had taken three of the patrol by surprise with the strength and ferocity of his blows. Escorted to a holding cell in another part of the city, he was thrown into a cell to await trial in three days.
Brought before an arbiter, Nergui was found guilty and sentenced to death by hanging. It seemed that fate had other plans for him though, for he was later dragged out of the cell by armed men and brought to what he believed to be a barracks. It was here that Nergui learned that one of the guards he had harmed had apparently been talking about “a lad with the strength of an ox and ferocity of a wolf”. Wanting to see Nergui’s ability the captain of the guard and sent for him to be brought here and was being faced with an opponent. The captain told Nergui that if he won he would be set free, but he would still meet the agreed upon penalty if he lost.
Without warning the captain stepped back quickly and Nergui was set upon by a bare-chested, and apparently very strong man. Nergui was barely able to draw his body back far enough to avoid the brunt of the attacker’s punch but Nergui felt the power of the blow nonetheless. Taking a swing at Nergui’s head, Nergui ducked down and forming a blade with his hand, made a powerful thrust towards the man’s abdomen. Although the man’s muscle seemed to be made out of rock, the blow still caused the man to reel back, pain evident upon his face. Not wasting time Nergui stepped in close and wrapped his arm around his opponents and thrust it forward, causing the shoulder to come out at an unnatural angle. While his opponent was distracted by even more pain Nergui began an assault upon his opponent’s side, halting only when strong hands pulled him away.
[FONT="]Nergui did not die that day. In fact he was spared, but for a purpose beyond what Nergui could comprehend. He was trained by the military, but it was soon discovered that his skill in hand to hand combat was superior to anything the military was able to teach him and he was a swift learner in the art of the sword. So it was that Nergui was passed along quickly until he caught the notice of a shady sect of the military. This branch dealt with some of the behind the scenes dealings, mainly being assassins, spies, and poisoners. It was here that Nergui found himself truly challenged, mastering the art of subtlety and learning to use his power for destruction in a much more focused degree. Nergui found himself fulfilled here and has served for 18 years in the military, 7 of those in the special sect.[/FONT]
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Special Skills: Nergui is able to absorb the kinetic force behind concussive blows and redirect the power, adding in his own strength behind it.
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Race: Human
Age: 33
Height: 188 cm (6'2")
Weight: 79 Kg (175 pounds)
Gender: Male
Equipment: Two Wakizashi and Boiled leather armor.
Appearance:
(Concept)
Personality: Nergui Muunokhoi is stoic, reserved, and analytical. He a stranger to most emotions, choosing instead to feel the cold embrace of rejecting this aspect of humanity. He is known to bouts of anger however, though they are isolated incidents.
[FONT="]Biography: [/FONT] Nergui’s beginnings were less than ideal, being the seventh son of a lady of the night. He never knew stability in his life with his mother entertaining one man or another at any one time. As such Nergui started roaming about the city’s streets at a young age, hoping to get away from the situation. Spending ever more and more time out on the streets Nergui grew up faster than children with nicer backgrounds and kinder surroundings. He grew up fighting the other boys on the streets, and though this was done only in the playful way of children it nevertheless helped him as he grew older. As the fights became more real and dangerous Nergui found that he had a natural talent for causing pain, and he could easily harm the other boys. As such he earned the name Muunokhoi or “vicious dog” from those who knew him.
Nergui grew quickly, and towered over the other boys his age. With his superior size, strength, and his own unique way of fighting he subjugated all of the other boys his age and came to be their unofficial “leader”. Of course as such things go, this group of boys was no real threat but they did cause themselves to be a great nuisance to the populace of that part of the town, stealing odds and ends and causing other such mischief.
However, at the age of 15 Nergui and his small gang of followers got themselves into more trouble than they had bargained for. Having raided a small shop in one of the better districts, Nergui and his band were just exiting the shop with their stolen goods when they were met by a small guard on patrol. They were immediately set upon by the guard and although a few of Nergui’s followers were able to escape, Nergui himself was captured, but not before he had taken three of the patrol by surprise with the strength and ferocity of his blows. Escorted to a holding cell in another part of the city, he was thrown into a cell to await trial in three days.
Brought before an arbiter, Nergui was found guilty and sentenced to death by hanging. It seemed that fate had other plans for him though, for he was later dragged out of the cell by armed men and brought to what he believed to be a barracks. It was here that Nergui learned that one of the guards he had harmed had apparently been talking about “a lad with the strength of an ox and ferocity of a wolf”. Wanting to see Nergui’s ability the captain of the guard and sent for him to be brought here and was being faced with an opponent. The captain told Nergui that if he won he would be set free, but he would still meet the agreed upon penalty if he lost.
Without warning the captain stepped back quickly and Nergui was set upon by a bare-chested, and apparently very strong man. Nergui was barely able to draw his body back far enough to avoid the brunt of the attacker’s punch but Nergui felt the power of the blow nonetheless. Taking a swing at Nergui’s head, Nergui ducked down and forming a blade with his hand, made a powerful thrust towards the man’s abdomen. Although the man’s muscle seemed to be made out of rock, the blow still caused the man to reel back, pain evident upon his face. Not wasting time Nergui stepped in close and wrapped his arm around his opponents and thrust it forward, causing the shoulder to come out at an unnatural angle. While his opponent was distracted by even more pain Nergui began an assault upon his opponent’s side, halting only when strong hands pulled him away.
[FONT="]Nergui did not die that day. In fact he was spared, but for a purpose beyond what Nergui could comprehend. He was trained by the military, but it was soon discovered that his skill in hand to hand combat was superior to anything the military was able to teach him and he was a swift learner in the art of the sword. So it was that Nergui was passed along quickly until he caught the notice of a shady sect of the military. This branch dealt with some of the behind the scenes dealings, mainly being assassins, spies, and poisoners. It was here that Nergui found himself truly challenged, mastering the art of subtlety and learning to use his power for destruction in a much more focused degree. Nergui found himself fulfilled here and has served for 18 years in the military, 7 of those in the special sect.[/FONT]
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Special Skills: Nergui is able to absorb the kinetic force behind concussive blows and redirect the power, adding in his own strength behind it.
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