Information

Venom

The

Nightmare Kumos
Owner:

Cheshire

Age: 14 years, 9 months, 3 weeks

Born: August 6th, 2009

Adopted: 14 years, 1 month, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: April 7th, 2010

Statistics

Level: 24
Strength: 61
Defense: 59
Speed: 58
Health: 62
HP: 62/62
Intelligence: 155
Books Read: 154
Food Eaten: 2
Job: Store Clerk

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Battle scarred. Bounty hunter.
Ven //or// Venom

Derives enjoyment from sparing matches, daily meditation, and being around things that produce heat. Specifically interested in cataloging and testing various toxins: sedatives, poisons, and antidotes.

Appears to be in his late twenties but is actually far older. Much like the elven people, his species are known to live for thousands of years.

Trained in the art of combat from the time he could walk, Ven is a highly proficient fighter both with and without a weapon. Though his personal ambition lies in traveling and learning new fighting techniques. His interest peeks on the topic of toxic substances and weapons of the bladed variety.

| A _condensed bit of history |

Having lived underground for a large portion of his life, Ven's eyesight is incredibly sensitive to bright light. This long term sensory deprivation made it possible for his other senses to become heightened. Previously used by others as a tool of destruction, Ven left his life in the underworld behind for a chance to redeem himself above ground.

Even so. In his chaotic state Ven spiraled into a familiar fit of unhealthy behavior. Amidst the open air he still felt trapped inside his own skin. Once again he found himself being encouraged by men who sought to exploit him. Eventually he was able to grasp some clarity. Thereafter forcefully separating himself from the lifestyle of depravity.

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| present day |

Called empathic by some, Ven has been known to be very susceptible to the whims of the people surrounding him. In an attempt to take control of his own life, the warrior learned to devote many hours to meditation and the fortification of his own spiritual walls.

After so much meditation his mind became open to the possibilities of his own heart. What he actually wanted from life. What it meant to live for himself. Perhaps what it meant to live for others, in his own way. So he disconnected from society and disappeared into the wilderness. Quietly returning some years later, taking up the roll of sell-sword.

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