<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: papyrus;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Lodi</span></span><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/28800000/Theo-Theodoridis-theo-theodoridis-28883367-308-550.jpg)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a6/Lodi.png)<div class="spoiler_container" style="display: block;"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;">Full Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/28900000/Theo-Theodoridis-theo-theodoridis-28910035-440-660.jpg)</div></div></div><br/><strong>Player:</strong>dblkrose<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Heterosexuality<br/><br/><strong>Caste:</strong>Caste of Assassins<br/><br/><div align="center"><em> "Welcome, Killer," said the man, addressing the Assassin by what, for that caste, is a title of respect.<br/></em><br/>Assassin of Gor     Book 5     Page 14</div><br/><strong>Number of slaves owned:</strong>None<br/><br/><strong>Appearance: </strong>The Assassin, clad in black, held himself at ease. Tall and muscular his movement fluid and graceful like some great hunting feline. His helm black, a clear indication of his caste, hooded dark calculating eyes. A strong prominent chin sporting a few days of growth. It was to my surprise that when this killer removed his helm and a cascade of brown locks tumble forth like a mane, I saw before me a Young Lion confident in his skill and deadly in his trade. The smile he wore on his face said only one thing, "I could kill you.. if I pleased.<br/><br/><div align="center">*6'1* *186 lbs* *Tan Skin (Greek Complexion)* *Long Brown Hair* *Deep Dark Brown Eyes* <br/>*Eerily Calm Voice and Mannerism (Hardly ever yells)*</div><br/><strong>Personality: </strong>Lodi's devilish good looks and off putting smile hides the inherent cruel streak that lurks within the man. Cold blooded in his craft this Assassin will waste no time with a brag or boast but instead strike like a serpent ending his prey quickly so that he can fade into the night. Lodi prefers very little company with the exception of a pleasure slave or two and goblet of Turian Liquor. He is mission orientated to the point of obsession but can be distracted by something fine and or beautiful. Lodi loves to train both his body and swordsmanship to their limits. The Killer also enjoys teaching to his trade to those willing to learn. Not yet a Master Assassin he knows that his talents can and will improve and seeks harder more dangerous challenges to test himself. Deep down inside the Man rest the soul of poet and the mind of a scholar yet the need to sate his bloodlust from time to time make him seem empty and hollow.<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>It is a rare thing for an assassin such as Lodi to ever speak of his past; it has happened only once. The Killer once shared a tale after displaying his ability to remove a bag full of tarns off a passing merchant, that he had once pickpocketed the wrong man in his youth and led said person on a chase that cover a good part of Ar on foot before he was caught. He had used every trick and skill of evasion he had known as street orphan but this man that he had dare to steal from, a man dressed in black robes, was far more skilled in catching fleeing prey. When finally Lodi found himself a sword thrust away from death as the would be victim turned predator held his life in his hand he was offered a choice in recognition of his potential. A choice that changed... everything.<br/>