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Username: The Final Kira

Character’s Name: Kiba Oomaki

Species: Black wolf

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Orientation: Heterosexual

Moral Alignment: Neutal

Faction: Rebels.

Weapons: Steel Cutlass and Master Turret

-Abilities-
Strength: 5
Skill: 4
Will: 1

Spells: Blades

Pet: None

Personality: Determined, Strong Willed, Hard Working

Bio: Being a blacksmith, he's made weapons for the kingdom for years, taking great pride in his work. Sadly, shortly after one delivery, he saw what his weapons were really used for, slaughting of anyone who opposed the king. Quickly and quietly, he shut down his shop and moved to the edge of Bloodstone. Not much work repairing cheap weapons with such lawless people, so he keeps entering the Wraithmarsh to kill the evils as an exercise

Appearance:
Kiba

James shook his hand, "Ah, well, thanks. I don't know how to repay you. My shop hasn't exactly been doing very well lately." he looked at Shayla.

Shayla laughed, "Oh no, I'm not helping out with this one. I'm sorry, but this is your problem."

James looked down sighed, "Alrighty then..." he looked at Valkar, "Is there anything you'd like for your help?"

James was stunned, he didn't understand why he just did that, but it felt alright. He sighed, and he looked at the night sky, "The world confuses me sometimes." he grumbled.

Shayla rolled her eyes, "Oh, stop you big wuss, you know you liked it." she gave him a hug and said, "I'm glad you're alright, I'm going back to work, wanna drink?"

James shook his head, and he walked back to his shop, he looked around, turned off some of the lamps before going outside and drinking from his own flask. "Home, sweet home."

Shayla shrugged, and she went back into the bar, she passed by Valkar, with a stein and asked, "One on the house?"

The sun was rising as Kiba left the Wraithmarshs, small bone fragments of the hollowmen were imbedded in his left arm from the battle. Turning back to see the blades upon the ground where bodies once were and scattered pieces all over the battlefield. "I need to leave this town." He said, as he walked back into town, passed out bodies littered the streets and the theives take what they could from them. He stopped at the edge of the docks looking out at the sea, wondering how the rebellion is going.

Valkar finally had enough waiting. The drunkard got up from the table and made his way to the bathroom. Valkar got up from his seat and began to pursue him. When he walked into the bathroom, they were all alone. He smiled as the man turned to see him just in time as Valkar rammed his katana through his gut. "Sorry, ol' chap. Better luck in the next life," he said before releasing him. He closed the door behind him, breaking the handle so no one could enter without forcing it open. He walked outside joining the cool air. He walked back down the street to find the blacksmith store. "Its a... cozy place," he thought to himself.

Valkar smiled and nodded as he acted as if he continued on his way. He stopped once he saw that they were gone and climbed to the top of his home. He needed a spot to rest for the night and what spot was better than the roof. He got himself up to the roof and looked around finding himself a nice cozy spot. He laid down looking up at the stars.

Valkar slowly shut his eyes as he heard a strange creek. His ears perked up as he began to look for the source of the noise. He heard one more long creek before he felt himself slip through the air. The spot were Valkar laid was structurally weak. He crashed through the roof landing in the bedroom of the shop. He laid there for a moment not wanting to move. He felt like all the muscles in his body had seized up.

Valkar looked at James a little dazed. "I.. Ok," he agreed, not knowing what he was agreeing to. He propped himself up for a moment catching his sense of direction. He shook his head dusting himself the rest of the way off. He placed hand on Jame's shoulder trying to keep steady. "Mind.. brining me to sit down somewhere," he said giving him a half-hearted smile.