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Name: Vincint the NightBringer

Real name: Vincint Cordaigo

Age: Unknown, presumably early Thirtie to Forties

Hair Color: Black w/ White Streaks

Eyes: Dark Crimson

Height: 6'2"

Location: Unknown at this time, varies according to rumor

Occupation: Assassin for hire/ Mercenary

Weapons: Vincint is a master of most small hand-to-hand weapons. His weapons of choice are his pair of laser-sharpened Kris, which he keeps in special harnesses under his sleeves that can be released with a flick of his wrists. He has a garrote wire surgically implanted in his left wrist, should he need to make a soundless kill. Also, in his right wrist, is a retractable surgical needle that is usually filled with either cyanide or a strong tranquilizer. He also carries a Kusari-Gama wrapped around his waist, which he uses as both a grappling hook and a deadly weapon. Also, for long ranged combat, He carries a small handgun of his own make, which he has dubbed the "Needle Pistol", a gun which fires small needle-like projectiles at high speeds. He will also use most small firearms, although he prefers close quarters combat.

Strengths: Vincints stealth and prowess is legendary throughout the galaxy. A master of prowling the night, he is seen only when he wants to be. He can react with lightning fast reflexes, and kill without a sound. He has nanotech-enhanced vision, allowing him to see in complete darkness, and clearly identify something at a mile away, with magnification. His skill with the Kris is unchallenged, and once killed five people with them in less than ten seconds.

Weaknesses: His red eyes and pale blue skin, both genetic mutations, make him stand out in a crowd. He also, on occasion, "Snaps", as he calls it. He can only describe it as a sudden sea of red, washing everything else away. Usually brought on by intense pain and stress, he becomes a raging maniac when this happens, and will first lash out at the source of the pain, then at anything in the nearby area. These spells of his can last anywhere from ten minutes to half an hour, sometimes more.

Vincint is an enigma, pure and simple. Little is known of his past, and what is would make most people baulk. He was once a member of the Midgal clan, a very superstitious and religious clan on a small desert planet, but was shunned and ridiculed due to his mutations, an omen the clan took as the meddling of evil spirits. Despite this, a sensei in the village took him under his wing, and began to teach him combat with the Kusari Gama and the Kris, which he soon mastered. Then, one day, disaster struck. A group of clansmen, drunk and angry due to the recent drought in the area, blamed him due to his "Devil Touch". Eventually, the stress became too much, and he snapped, and the red wave came over him. When it finally passed, twenty of the people in the clan lay dead or dying, their blood covering his Kusari-Gama and his Kris. Appalled at what he had done, he went into exile in the mountains north of his village, and would not emerge for nearly fifteen years.

During his self-imposed exile, he honed his skills with his weapons, and trained his body and mind into a lethal weapon. When he emerged from the mountains, he ceased to be Vincint Cordaigo and became Vincint the NightBringer. Some say that when he snapped, his mind snapped as well. Others think he was always a killer, but kept it hidden until that fateful day. No one knows for sure, and he won't speak of his past. Despite his reputation, he is actually very friendly and humorous, when not on a job, or caught up in the "Red Sea". When he's on a mission, he becomes cold, calculating, and deadly to the extreme, a rather stark contrast to his state of rage.