Player Name: BlueEyedBard<br/>Character Name:Huey "Stax" Newman<br/>Race: Netherbeing<br/>Age: Stopped aging at 30<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Condition: Blind<br/>Sexuality:Straight<br/>Likes: Innocence, Soft/smooth skin, positive attitudes, good listeners, the feeling of cold on his skin, rain, Jazz/Blues, open mindedness<br/>Dislikes: Loud noise, ignorance, people who don't listen, pain, humiliation<br/>Description\Picture: (http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm284/actoradam/blackman.jpg)<br/>He wears a black button up shirt and a white smoking jacket white pants and black leather boots. He also wears a black silk sash over his eyes.<br/>Background: In the early 50's Huey Newman was a night club saxophone player. When he played people called him Stax and the sweet melody that his horn sang made listeners who had never frowned in their lives know what The Blues really meant. It might have been for this reason that he was chosen to be the one who got to "see".<br/>One night after playing a gig he was approached by a woman all in red and asked if he wanted to go to Heaven. It wasn't the first time a woman had approached him just like that so naturally he accompanied the woman to her apartment. When they arrived the woman placed her hand on his head and there he saw the end of the world. It was horrifying and grotesque, humans flayed alive and the land on fire, soon there was nothing left but the charred earth and the remains of civilization. When there was nothing left to destroy the clouds above his head opened up and the woman kept her word as the light of Heaven cascaded down and showered over him. The burning white light was so bright and so pure that his mortal eyes couldn't take it and were burned away, his pupil and his iris gone leaving just sightless white orbs in his head.<br/>After that night he wandered the streets trying to tell people of what he saw, trying to warn them of what would come, but he found, along with his eyes, his mouth could not speak the words of what would come. Since then he has wandered the streets seeing not only the grim future of the world but also the grim futures of various people who pass him by on a daily basis, but he cannot tell them of these visions. He can talk to them but the only way he can tell people of the things he sees is through his music and only those who have the ability to truly listen can hear the stories that he plays.<br/>He has been playing his music for decades now, touching a few people but mostly collecting coins and learning about the other benefits of being touched by a goddess. The only refuge he has found over the years is at a place that seems to draw the truly perceptive to its doors Mistress Maria's.