Aswin Ulbran
"First blood is mine, last blood counts for more."
Description: Bright blue eyes gaze forth from beneath a pair of dark brows with an alert inquisitiveness for the world around this man. A dusky tan complexion from hours spent beneath the sun graces a face blessed with high cheekbones and a strong jawline kept clean shaven every morning. He possesses a roguish quality that manages handsome, but there is an undeniable quality about him that speaks of a hunger and intensity fostered by a life of survival. His black hair is worn closely cropped in a neat style.
His attire is simple and functional. A set of darkly colored breeches of a fine leather covers his lower half and are tucked into a set of well worn leather boots, while a dark blue shirt can be seen beneath the leather body armor that covers his chest.
Personality: Aswin could be described by some as cold-blooded and calculating, but the truth of the matter is that he is a creature of extreme discipline and attempted order in a world where so much of his life has been the product of wild circumstance. While his early life in the Lowers was chaos, Aswin learned to channel what order he could over what he had control of... himself. And so he considers his actions, be they in service to his family or in service to himself, carefully. Weighing the probable outcome of each action in an effort to bring about his desired result. Cynical in most cases, Aswin tends to think most matters could be settled with a blade rather than pandering around with lengthy words.
Background: Aswin doesn't really know if he was born an Ulbran, or if he simply fell in with the family around the time that he took his first steps. He has no memories of his mother or his father, they simply were never there. The streets of the Lower Boroughs are a tough place for a child to grow up, especially by themselves, and while his parents were not there the Ulbrans were. Survival became not only possible, but he learned at the instruction of his family how to thrive in the dangerous streets. As soon as he was able, he was put to work as a lookout and pickpocket, the innocence of his youthful appearance presenting an opportunity that was not to be wasted. And then by the time that he entered into his teens he was being trained to fight and sent along on more dangerous work, a life that Aswin took to quite well. Now in his twenties, he fills whatever role the family needs of him.
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