Blademaster_7

My name is Blade

Apearance: He stands at around 5’10". He wears a titanium chestplate, leg plates, arm plates, but no helmet. He has medium length black hair. He has golden eyes. He wears a cape that is made of flames.

Weapons: He has a Flame Sword, an Ice Sword, a Holy Sword, a Darkness Blade, a Water Sword, a Lightning Sword, and an Earth Axe. Each of these weapons is made of an anumbium-titanium-osmium mix. This makes them neigh indestructable. Each controls the element stated in its name. He can summon each weapon at will.

Powers: The element of the blade he is holding at the time, a barrier, and Blade Spin, his final attack, in which all of his weapons are summoned around him and circle him at high speeds, shredding oponents.

Familiars: Chompy, a giant sandworm with oversized mandibles.

Race: Human

RP Age: 16

Gender: I’ve called myself ‘he’ many times. As in ‘male’.

Blade has rapid speed, high strength, inhuman agility and flexability, and masterful skill with his weapons.

Blade was born to a regular family in a large city. He took an interest in swords from age 3. When he found a real sword-play tutor he had been fencing saber for almost 3 years, however he dropped fencing to take this class. He discovered a natural talent for blade weilding. He stayed with the tutor until he was 15, which was 5 years. He and the tutor became very good friends. As his tutor had no children, and his family lived too far away for his low-cost dojo to be worth anything, Blade inherrited it when his tutor died of a heart attack. He owns it to this day. When his tutor died, grief struck him so hard he considered suicide. However, he decided that, to move past his grief, he would find the Elemental Blades his tutor had spoken of so generously. He followed lead after lead, until he found himself in a shady bar, dealing with a goblin. Eventually the goblin took him to a cave on a large mountain. Here they found the Fire Sword, however they were attacked by a giant sandword with oversized mandibles. After defeating it, Blade didn’t kill it. He kept it, taming it. He named it Chompy, and it became his friend and team-mate. Then after weeks of following even more leads, he hired a submarine and its crew to take him to an underwater air-shelf that he had heard of. They arrived, and Blade went in alone. When he pulled the Ice Blade from it the air-shelf began to fill with water. He immeadiatly ran out and dived into the open hatch of the sub, which then took off imediatly. He followed still more leads, and ended up finding his way to an old house on top of one of the Apalachian Mountains. Here he dueled another blademaster with a wooden sword. He lost. Blade spent months training on top of this mountain. Then the other blademaster revealed to him the locations of the Dark Blade and the Holy Sword, and gave him the Water Sword, which the blademaster had found during his travels. Equals with the man, he left to retrieve the Dark Blade and the Holy Sword. Neither had traps surrounding them, as they could only be found if that blademaster on the mountain tells you the location willingly. For months he searched for the Lightning Sword without success. Then, by chance, he heard a man yelling he had found a blade that could control lightning, and would destroy anyone who wished to challenge him. Imediatly, Blade went and challenged him. Though this man had a strong blade, he had no skill with it. Blade easily defeated him and killed him, as this was custom upon winning a duel. He took the Lightning Blade, and stripped the man of the armor he was wearing that had blocked every single cut he had made to the mans chest without even scratching. He wore the armor. Upon finding all the blades he returned to the dojo, and placed the blades on a rack that would allow him to summon them, however they can not be physically removed, nor can the rack be destroyed. He hired teachers to run the place and wheeled the blades into a back room that students were not allowed to enter. From there on he trained with his pet, Chompy, and taught him all sorts of combat abilities, and they discovered that Chompy could shoot flames from his mouth. They trained Chompy’s bite strength until he could snap steel with his large mandibles. On his 16th birthday, the dojo teachers bought him a cape that seems to be made of flames. It was beautiful, and seemed to hold the eye, and it took a great effort of will to stop staring at it. He continued on, but every day on the day that his tutor died he has a service and holds vigil all night.