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<i><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><b>Basics</b></span></span></i><br/>
<span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Name: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">Isaac Walker</span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Gender: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">Male</span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Species: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">Human</span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Sexuality: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">Heterosexual</span></span></span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Age: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">26</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Height: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">6'1</span></span><br/>
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<i><b><span style="font-size: 18px">Hair Color:</span></b></i><span style="font-size: 18px"> <span style="font-size: 15px">Dark Brown</span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Eye Color: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">Blue</span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><span style="font-size: 26px"><i><b>Skills</b></i></span></span></span></span></span></span><br/>
<span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Silver Tongue: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">Growing up on the streets,  Isaac learned quickly how to talk his way out of almost any situation and manipulate those around him with his charismatic charm. In a cut-throat world, being good with words was just as important to survival as knowing how to fight. </span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Lockpicking: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">Just as words were essential for survival, so too was the ability to fend for one's self and get into places that weren't meant to be gotten into, and Isaac was quite good at both.  Whether it be breaking into a wealthy noble's manor to steal a priceless necklace to sell off, or simply finding a warm place to stay for a night, being able to pick locks is a key skill to have. </span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Hand-to-Hand Combat: </b></i><span style="font-size: 15px">While not a martial artist by any means, Isaac has gotten himself into his fair share of scraps in his lifetime, and as a result he's learned to hold his own quite well. After all, those who couldn't fight were an easy target for anyone looking to score a free meal and take what little coins they had to their name. </span></span></span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><i><b><span style="font-size: 18px">Stealth: </span></b></i><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px">Having to steal for most of his survival, learning how to hide and remain unnoticed came naturally for Isaac. A noisy thief was a dead thief. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><i><b>Personal Information</b></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br/>
<span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Character Strengths:</b></i></span><br/>
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<li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="font-size: 15px">Clever</span></li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="font-size: 15px">Eye for details</span></li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="font-size: 15px">Loyal to those he trusts</span></li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="font-size: 15px">Able to fend for himself</span></li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="font-size: 15px">Strong willed</span></li>
</ul><i><b><span style="font-size: 18px">Character Flaws:</span></b></i><br/>
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<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Deceitful</li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Slow to trust</li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Sarcastic</li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Extremely stubborn</li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Little formal education</li>
</ul><span style="font-size: 18px"><i><b>Personality:</b></i></span><br/>
<span style="font-size: 15px">A sarcastic tongue is probably the first thing one would notice about Isaac, usually never ending a conversation without some sort of snarky quip or insult hurled at whoever happens to have the misfortune of speaking with him. Ever the vocal troublemaker, he's not one to sit down quietly when something he objects to rears it's head, usually being the first to speak up and offer his two cents whether it was asked for or not. Equally so, he can be quite convincing when he wants to be, often layering his words with honey in a way that makes them appear more beneficial to whoever he happens to be speaking to. <br/>
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Outside of a sharp tongue, growing up on the streets had made him incredibly stubborn and strong willed. Despite his life being a constant struggle just to survive, he refuses to let things get him down, no matter how grim the situation may seem. He didn't get as far as he has by backing down from challenges, and it shows in his pride and the way he confronts new situations. More than once, his stubbornness has gotten him into trouble in situations where it would've been wiser to back down and assess them from a different angle. <br/>
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Given the way he grew up, having to constantly look over his shoulder was a constant worry for him, and as such, he's very slow to trust. In a world where someone would stab you just as soon as help you, at least for those on the streets, he refused to trust anyone, and he credits that to his survival. Despite having little trust, should someone gain it, Isaac is incredibly loyal, even to the point of being willing to give his own life for the person, though that's never happened yet, and he has little belief that it will ever happen. <br/>
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<span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><i><b>Backstory</b></i></span></span></span><br/>
After a fire destroyed his home, Isaac was orphaned at a young age and left to fend for himself in the world, being forced to turn to crime in order to survive and keep himself fed. There were weeks he went hungry, forced to scavenge scraps from trash heaps and fight off others for his hard earned spoils, which left him broken and bruised in an alleyway more times than he could count. But as he grew older, his skills improved, and soon the language of the street became second nature to him. He lost less and less fights, went to bed hungry less, and eventually became a practiced thief, turning to stealing valuables to buy his way into a more comfortable life.<br/>
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Common muggings and pickpocketing soon turned to elaborate heists as Isaac set his sights on more valuable targets and began breaking into the manors of nobles and politicians, robbing them blind of anything he could get his hands on. Despite his difficult start in life, he found himself living quite comfortably, free of any responsibility or worry about where his next meal would come from. He had even furnished his own safehouse, renovating the inside of an abandoned manor that had been worn and run down by time and the weather. He came to value freedom above all else, though that would come to a rather abrupt halt for him. <br/>
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His final heist would have been just like any other, had he not chosen that particular plantation. Ezrah. That was the name of the man who he had decided to rob, the man who would make his life a living hell for the next five years. He had made it into the plantation house just fine, but making it out was a different story. As he swept the house for valuables, Ezrah, a vampire, had found him and beaten him nearly to death for his trespass before sentencing him to a fate far worse. He became a toy, a slave, existing only for Ezra's sadistic pleasure and nothing more, his life of freedom robbed from him in the blink of an eye. <br/>
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Despite the beatings and the cruel torture he was subjected to, Isaac remained resolute, biding his time until the perfect moment to betray his captor came, though he would come to find out that he would be beaten to the chance...</div>
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</div><br/>Isaac was stretched out on the only comfort he was provided in this hellish place, the surprisingly soft bed that Ezrah provided all of his toys, when he heard the door to the dungeons open. "Oh boy...Playtime. Wonder which toy he'll pick today," Isaac muttered to himself in a bitter tone, assuming that it was Ezrah coming down for one of his usual visits to select his next plaything. It had been almost a week since Isaac himself was last selected, and the lashings upon his back were only just now beginning to heal. It was a far cry from the worst torment he'd endured, but it hadn't been the most gentle either, if that word could even be used in the same sentence when it came to Ezrah's sessions.<br/><br/>Isaac's sessions were particularly harsh, mainly due to his tendency to mouth off at any given notice and provoke Ezrah further, which only frustrated the vampire more and more. Normally Ezrah had taken pleasure in making his toys beg, breaking them into obedience being half the fun for him, but Isaac had refused. No matter the pain Ezrah had hurled at him, no matter how much worse he made it for himself, Isaac had continued to keep that spark of defiance inside of him. Eventually Ezrah had gotten smart and simply shoved a gag in Isaac's mouth to silence his mocking quips, but it hadn't taken away his will to fight.<br/><br/>Hearing the footsteps come closer and closer, Isaac waited for the usual spiel that Ezrah usually spouted off when he was selecting a toy for the evening, but when none came a look of confusion crossed his features for a brief moment before being replaced by surprise as his cell door suddenly slide open. Not just his cell door, but every cell door.<br/><br/>Darting up out of the bed, Isaac made his way to the doorway of the small cell he stayed in, peering out into the dimly lit corridor as nearly everyone else did the same. It was then that he saw her. It wasn't Ezrah, but rather Jaelyn, his favorite toy, and a vampire like him. Isaac knew nothing else aside from those things, and seeing her there in the corridor in place of Ezrah was surprising to say the least. Ezrah hated sharing. Something was going on.<br/><br/>When Jaelyn finally spoke and explained that Ezrah had been killed by one of his pets, Isaac's eyes widened into an incredulous expression. Ezrah was dead? In that moment, a torrent of emotions hit him all at once. Joy, relief, an overwhelming sense of satisfaction that the bastard was finally did. He only regretted he couldn't do it himself. But he was free!! After five years of hell, he was finally free. Or so he thought...<br/><br/>All of those emotions soon vanished as Jaelyn spoke once more, replaced only by a bitter hatred as she explained they only had two options, and neither of them was freedom. In that moment, she was no better than Ezrah in his eyes. He should've known that Ezrah's death was too good to be true. Now his pet was here to claim them all for herself, to make them her slaves just as they had been Ezrah's.<br/><br/>As the other slaves glanced uncertainly at each other, Isaac was the first to speak up, taking several steps out of his cell as he narrowed his eyes at Jaelyn.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">"So we're to become your slaves instead? Animals to be left chained up and let free only when it's convenient for you? How is that any better than how that bastard treated us?"</span>he hissed in a bitter, demanding tone. He wasn't afraid of her. He hadn't been afraid of Ezrah. And even if he had been afraid, the raw anger that was boiling inside of him would have clouded his better judgement in that moment.