<span style="font-weight: bold">Name</span>: Unknown<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Appearance</span>:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/pictures/serpent_by_heise.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Aliases</span>: Ghost, Night, Shade, Shadow, Zyaris (listed in order of the most commonly used alias)<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Age</span>: Appears to be twenty-three<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Personality</span>: Not many know as very few are able to get close enough to him to see the real him.<br/><br/>The mischief maker. The troublesome youth. The warrior. The fighter. The man of jokes and jests. The rebel. He had many hats which he wore upon his head. None of which were truly the most accurate of any of the others. They were all true yet they were not the whole truth. Just the truth that touched the outer edges of the full truth. He was known by man names yet the only name that anyone had ever heard him called, was not the one he was given at birth.<br/><br/>He was primarily called...Ghost. Although he had many aliases. All called him Ghost except for the few friends he had who knew him as Zyaris. Called this due to his ability to seemingly vanish and appear from place to place. Fast moving and silently lethal. The day came when he led his band of misfits and outcast demons into the realm of humans. Their target was a woman bearing a strange necklace. Rumors told that she was an angel. Most only spoke of her unearthly beauty. He planned to find the truth behind those rumors out for himself.<br/><br/>"Arei, Noxis...take the left pathways through the forest. Nyo, Illisa...take the right pathways. Mvis, Idya...take the long way and circle around to the front. The rest of you...take the back."<span style="font-style: italic">One of the men speak. "What about you my liege?"[i] He looks at the man. "I'll take to the treetops. You all just form a barrier surrounding this woman. I'll get in...real close." He says with a smirk. The men do as directed. He jumped into the treetops and ran through them. Silently and lethaly.<br/><br/>[i]The men surround her and close in on all sides. "Heh heh heh....boss wants to see you Miss Lady." One of the man leers at her. All were heavily armed and could easily be mistaken for robbers versus demons.</span>Ghost, himself however, stood right over the woman. Silently and unsensibly. Now he would wait to see how she reacted. He was going to take the angel woman as his prize...didn't matter to him what her reasons were for being down here in the human realm.