Okay, here's what I have so far; please let me know what y'all think of it:
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Name: Zack Yami
Alias: Crimson Blade
Affiliation: Mercenary, Villain, For Hire, himself (mostly).
Alignment: Somewhere around Rebel Neutral
Appearance: Crimson Blade wears a black coat with very dark red trim with a hood like a cloak. Tall, thin; face obscured in shadows, even when light is shined directly on it. Wears black combat gloves enchanted to make the leather tough as metal and increased strength when not holding a weapon in combat.
Zack usually wears a grey hoodie with muted red areas at the top and hood, blue jeans and a grey sci-fi shirt. Dark hair that's drawn back. Wears leather fingerless gloves with studded knuckles and odd scratches on them.
Zack has storm grey eyes when he isn't casting magic; they turn a glowing yellowish orange ember-like color when he is is casting spells (kinda like Sith eyes)
Weapons: Mystic Blade (essentially a Sith lightsaber) that can double as a flashlight when not Crimson Blade or for anyone who isn't magically gifted; also makes for a nice club due to it having some heft to it. Also, unless it's too much, can summon it from wherever. (Like a Keyblade; if I'm going Spellsword, I may as well go all out)
Enchanted Gloves. He has two sets, full gloves for when he's the Crimson Blade and a pair of studded-knuckles fingerless gloves. Both are made from leather and have some metal on them. They have curious scratches that seem like random wear and tear to most but are actually arcane marks for their enchantments which increase his strength when he isn't armed in a fight (hand to hand combat) and passively are made as strong as metal armor without making them as heavy.
Abilities: Magic. Can cast offensive spells based on Fire, Earth, Water, Air, Ice and Lightning. He's not good at healing magic or defensive magic. Knows some of what he calls "Shadow Magic" that obscures his face in shadows even if a bright light is shined directly at it.
Personality: A bit aloof and confident in his abilities (mild ego; the healthy kind). Tends to be serious when annoyed/situation calls for it. Sense of honor and fair play.
Doesn't try to mess with stuff out of his league except if it's made worth his while via extra "hazard pay" and plenty of insurance that he's not gonna be in a hospital because of it.
Bio: (Zack will be talking here). So, what's my story? Well, I won't go into too many details but I will say that it started out when I was a kid and my powers manifested.
Now, I mainly used it for harmless pranks or just putting on a little show for the other kids, they had fun with that. That is, until I started getting picked on and getting called a "freak" or "monster", that kind of stuff, and they either teased me like crazy or they'd "poke the hornets' nest" and they'd end up running and screaming. It was around that time I decided to try my "Shadow Magic" to hide my face in the shadows of my hood or long hair and it worked for a while.
Life happened and I grew up making a name for myself as I learned how to focus my power into a weapon. It may look like a flashlight but it's pretty much a laser sword when I use it. I was called the "Crimson Blade" because of it and I managed to get some well-paying jobs of guarding people and things, doing the occasional intimidation routine to get a guy to pay their debts and the unfortunate kill-jobs.
I was doing really well for a while until I got a really lucrative deal to escort some guy to his home through a town that was held by a rival gang. I went to the meeting place and waited. That's when I learned that wasn't an escort job; it was a trap.
I got mugged and left for dead, the last thing I remember before blacking out was someone saying their boss made my last client sing like a canary without any weapons, just words, and found that I was an easy target.
I got back home and did some digging and found out about this guy calling himself "Silver Tongue", it fit the MO of those thugs' boss and asked some of my underground connections about him.
They told me about rumors of some contract-wielding demon with his very frightening enforcer, a mirror child and Silver himself. They said I should check out the scene in New Hawkhood for anything else and now I'm moving into this very town.
I like the scenery, maybe the constant cops and Supers being all over the place isn't doing wonders for one's anxiety or sleep but, hey, it's home. That and I might be able to get a crack at Silver Tongue to get even with him for sending his thugs after me like that.
(scoffs) Doubt that's in the cards anytime soon.