<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Deamonbane</strong></span></span></div><br/><strong>Character's full name:</strong>Xin Lung Pen<br/><br/><strong>Alias/ Nickname/ Code name:</strong>Dragon<br/><br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>37<br/><br/><strong>Birthday:</strong>February 18, 1975<br/><br/><strong>Nationality/ Ethnicity:</strong>Asian<br/><br/><strong>Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin:</strong>Beijing, China<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Appearance</strong></span></span></div><br/><strong>Character Base:</strong><br/><div align="center"><em>Jet Li</em><br/>(http://www.wildsoundmovies.com/images/lethal_weapon_jet_li.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Hair color and style:</strong>Short, well groomed<br/><br/><strong>Eyes:</strong>Greenish-brown eyes<br/><br/><strong>Height:</strong>5' 6"<br/><br/><strong>Build:</strong>Lean<br/><br/><strong>Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings:</strong>A dragon snaking around his right arm, a tiger in his left, scorpion on his back, and a bull on his chest<br/><br/><strong>Clothing Style:</strong>Elegant, yet simple. Long, flowing suits, of grey or brown.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Character</strong></span></span></div><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Cold, distant, and powerfully elegant. Polite always, even among enemies, a small smile on his face. He rarely speaks, listens a lot, hears everything. He gives his all to anything that he does, and expects anyone that he is with to do the same. Hardly any temper to speak of, and his interaction with others is always based around what he can do to help, if  he doesn't initiate it.<br/><br/><strong>Hobbies/ Interests:</strong>Martial arts, in their every form, are his passion.<br/><br/><strong>Job or part time job and description:</strong>He is an instructor at a martial arts academy(for, as they say, a man that loves his work, works not a day in his life). He is also A Warrior of his Den.<br/><br/><strong>Fears/ phobias/ concerns:</strong>He has a long abiding fear of the dark. He can never explain it, and he keeps an iron control over it, but it is there, gnawing at his stomach whenever he is in darkness.<br/><br/><strong>Special talents:</strong>A spell caster, and a very good one, even though he only maintains a single spell, he is damn good at it, the Igni. He is a proficient master of it, and it is part of why he earned his nickname. He is skilled with a wide variety of weapons, and has an large collection.<br/><br/><strong>Fighting Style (if applicable):</strong>Mainly Wuxia-based(or kung-fu, as it is better known by Westerners), with a lot of his moves based around the Igni spell, which he uses to complement, and weaken his opponents.<br/><br/><strong>Pros for fighting style:</strong>Speed, agility, and the use of inertia-powered blows, as well as a flurry of different uses for his spell can make short work of any opponent.<br/><br/><strong>Cons for fighting style:</strong>Since he is physically small, he is vulnerable to skilled attacks from larger, stronger opponents.<br/><br/><strong>History Of Your Character:</strong>He was born in China, under the influence of a father that was a practitioner of the arts, his mother dying when he was a small child. Ever since he was born, or so it seemed, he had been taught how to use his hands as weapons, and, once that was mastered,<br/>he learned how to make a weapon, from the simplest staff to the most exotic and strange item, into a part of his own body. It wasn't long into his life until he learned that his father did not only practice the Arts to maintain a long and ancient tradition: He did so to prevent a much darker happening. He joined the Kindred, and has been fighting alongside them ever since.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Roleplay</strong></span></span></div><br/><strong>Where did you learn about this RP?:</strong>GM invited<br/><br/><strong>Do you have any other existing characters, if so who:</strong>Nope<br/><br/><strong>Sample RP:</strong><br/><br/>The long nights of New York City could hardly be described as such. The lights of the city, the elegant, and not so elegant night life of the place, the constant sounds, noises, the lives of men and women who strive to maintain their head above the water, or who just want to have some fun until the sun rises and everyone must needs get back to work... No, the City that Never Sleeps did not have a night. Night meant darkness, and peacefulness, with the sounds of the crickets, owls, and the occasional wolf in the distance. It meant rest, peace, and ease. Nothing like that could be found here.<br/><br/>Xin Lung had never quite adapted to the place. He was a quiet man, of modest tastes, needs, and wants, and anything that was needed of him was given with a small polite smile, one that could hardly be distinguished from the rest of his face as he quickly moved along. A modest man he was, on the surface anyway, never quite comfortable accepting thanks, and yet proud that he managed to remain humble when they were inevitable. He was a ghost, the kind of man that you wouldn't recognize if you lived next door. He didn't throw parties, he didn't invite you over for some iced tea and chips.<br/><br/>Life back in China had been simpler. Finding enemies, the Order, while difficult, was straight-forward. They didn't hide themselves amongst  the masses of humans that clogged Xin Lung's hometown. People there were deeply superstitious, and not likely to let a visage such as that the Eye presented go unspoken of. But here? It was the land of the odd. The melting pot, or better, a laboratory full of chemicals: So long as one race remained where they were supposed to, everything would be fine. But if you mixed two of the races together...<br/><br/>Here, to find the Order was difficult because people didn't believe in what their eyes saw. People were crazy around here, and it was up to the man from China to help set it straight. People had to know.