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Name: Max Maryianov

Alias: None

Race(s): Juzam Vampyre

Age: 35

Age appears to be: 17

Image Link: N/A

Eyes: Black

Skin: Grey

Hair: Buzzcut, solid white

Height: 5' 11"

Weight: 187 lbs.

Other Features (claws, fur, wing, that sort):

Tattoos and Markings (any battle scars go here): Maryian Insignia branded onto his throat. Looks black.

Clothing: A very dark red sleevless shirt, though the shoulders extend out. Grey pants and the same color of red sash for a belt. Black leather boots with thin black armour about his figure. Wrist plates, shoulder pads, shin guards and a chest/black plate, trimmed in the same shade of red.

Physical build: Extremely muscular for his age.

Dominant Hand: Right

Alignment (good, evil, neutral, float your own boat, what?): Neutral/Evil

Prefered Proffesion: General/Warrior

Equipment: N/A

Weapons: Soul Battle Axe - The twin edges of the axe glow red.

Natural Special Abilities (like sharp senses, shapeshifting): Phasing in and out of realms. (Racial Ability)
Ability to feed on souls, soul energy and psy energy. (Racial Ability)
Upon Mastering his element, has the ability to take on that elements form. (Racial Ability)

Magic: Fire Elementalist

Personality: Cocky though quite intelligent and very stubborn.

Background: The only child of Marisha Maryianov, Max ws kidnapped from his mother at a very young age by his Uncle Letum. Having been raised in what was deemed the 'right way for a Maryian'....He ended up becoming quite the warrior. Leading his own detengent at quite a young age, after the Maryian Invasion of Clapsholas, he was instated as the Archknight of the Militant.





~~~~~~~~~~~R.I.P.~BENNIE~BRIAN~JOHNSON~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May 3, 1979 June 12, 2006

We will always love you bubby.

Bush
Glycerine

Must be your skin I'm sinking in
Must be for real 'cause now I can feel
And I didn't mind it's not my kind
Not my time to wonder why
Everything's gone white
And everything's grey
Now you're here now you're away
I don't want this remember that
I'll never forget where you're at
Don't let the days go by
Glycerine

I'm never alone
I'm alone all the time
Are you at one
Or do you lie
We live in a wheel
Where everyone steals
But when we rise
it's like strawberry fields

If I treated you bad
You bruise my face
Couldn't love you more
You got a beautiful taste
Don't let the days go by
Could have been easier on you
I couldn't change though I wanted to
Should have been easier by three
Our old friend fear and you and me
Glycerine (repeat)
Don't let the days go by
Glycerine (repeat)

Bad mood whine again
Bad mood whine again
As she falls around me

I needed you more
When we wanted us less
I could not kiss just regress
It might just be
Clear simple and plain
That's just fine
That's just one of my names
Don't let the days go by
Could have been easier on you
Glycerine