Name: Darrian Lucifer Nightshade

Age: 25

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 180 pounds

Hair: Beyond black, shoulder length

Eyes: Emerald Green (pupilless, whiteless)

Profession: Assassin

Skills: Acrobatics, Brazillian martial art form Caporiea, Dancing, Regenreation (all injuries heal seamlessly [no scar tissue] ), Unearthly dexterity and agility (same ability), Spellcasting, and Unearthly strength.

General appearance:

Tall Dark and Handsome; A quiet calm look is usually on his angular face. Wears clothes that show off his finer features. He is slight and lean with cat like muscles and a washboard stomach. He has broad shoulders that tapers to a slim waist. His usual attire is a Black Armani Suit and a black button down shirt under it set off by a crimson tie. His voice is soft yet powerful as if he demands respect and has always had authority. His weapons are at least partially concealed by a long black leather trenchcoat.

Weapons:

Fransdrutch (intelligent sword Rude personality), Serrated dagger (coated in paralyzing venom) 2 .44 magnums with grim reaper inlays on the handles, 1 chrome .45 pistol, 1 sawed off shotgun (12 ga. semi auto, not pump action) finally to "finish the ensamble" he has a M16 assault rifle (scope and silencer)

Personality:

Demands respect from all and any one who dares offend him or his company had better be better with their gun than he is or at least be able to run like hell. Tended to watch the ladies a bit too much. Will defend His honor or his lady's honor at all costs. Charming, Polite, Courteous, Gentleman.

Identifying marks:

Pierced ear (Platinum Hoop), a black barbell tongue piercing, Dazzling Smile, Rolex Watch, Slight scar on his abdomen resembles shark bite. Signet ring (silver ring with a onyx stone that has an Silver S and a silver W monogrammed on it) rayban sunglasses. Fangs (retractable)

Personal Quote(s):

"Beware for a stranger may hold either your damnation or your salvation, I however hold both"
"There are some wounds that even time cannot heal; those are the ones that leave you forever changed"

Darrian Lucifer Nightshade, Son of Ryan and Linda Nightshade, Fallen Prince of the Kingdom of RavenCrest and the First among the ranks of the Shadow Walkers Assassin's Guild.

Darrian stands at a perfect Six foot three (Just ask him how perfect his height is.. He will be sure to tell you.), and is slender. He has broad shoulders that taper down to narrow hips, and muscular thighs. His chest and abdomen are what most people would consider "Washboard" but he is ever trying to improve himself. He has flat rolling abdominals, with a well-formed chest, with near perfect symmetry. He seems almost literally chiseled from a piece of rich caramel Granite. There is a slight scar on the far end of his left side, resembling a shark bite, little almost chipped lines that have faded slightly over time. He is usually seen wearing his typical black Armani suits, a black under shirt, and a crimson tie. These clothes are a convenient size or so too small, so they clung to his well-built form.

Cocky, brash, arrogant.. These are all surface traits of the Assassin; those he lets the world see. Cold, bitter, deeply scarred, these are what his enemies will see.. The last things they will see.. In truth, Darrian is a very warm, and gentle person. Those who know him best will describe him (Hopefully) as a kind, caring and personable, easy to get along with person. He is very open, honest, and blunt. He sees no reason at all to sugar coat anything. He tends towards violent mood swings, as the thoughts of the past tend to rip him back open again, and hate spews forth to the world. Darrian remembers vividly his past, though not many dare to pester him on the subject, as he might end up knocking the hell out of them after a little thought on the subject. Darrian is, and always will be plagued by the shades of the past, and chances are he will never be the same man two days in a row.

If anything signifies the Assassin, it his weapon of choice, his Dagger. As far as he knows, he is the only one to really use a dagger, when he has a gun on him. He favors skill and finesse over simply putting a few hollow point .44 caliber slugs into his targets’ face, and calling it a day. Darrian is an extremely dangerous combatant, able to move in literal blurs, and to strike with almost unearthly force. He is horrifyingly agile, and an extremely Dexterous person, easily accomplishing most Gymnastic feats with almost no thought. The Shadow Walker is skilled in more than one Hand to Hand combat technique, but what makes him so good, is that he has been taught to overcome his training, and act on his instincts. (Ever see a goalie catch a puck flying at 100+ mph? Instincts are a fantastic thing if harnessed properly.) This makes Darrian one of the most enthrallingly graceful and deadly people to watch fight in the realm.

Darrian's untouchable style and skill have made him one of the most prominent figures of the Realm. He and his most prized possessions.. Those being his shades, have managed to overcome anything, and everything to capture what is important. He now has a wife, Tiphareth Nightshade, and a Son, Damian Nightshade. He is most pleased with his accomplishments thus far, and is hoping for another child some day.