Redd Sanguineous

The bumbling sword.

## Brief Overview

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*"**BUSINESS.**"*

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*- Redd, proclaiming something before battle.*

***Redd*** is the retrograde amnesic butcher that operates in the Vale under mysterious circumstances. Being undead, and having close to no prior memory of what is his purpose, he resides in the Guardian Vale to fulfil his desire to ***draw blood*** from *"Living shells"*. His strange inclination towards the colour red and blood, strike him as odd at best, and maniacal at worst.

**Progression & Inventory**
 **T3 Warrior**
Games attended ( 3 +)

## **Character Traits**

### **Physical Description**

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" . . . Apron?"

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Redd is a stout fellow who has bloodied bandages of all different types wrapped all over visible skin. As a result, no expression can be discerned from his face, besides the ones that his eyes may imply. As for attire, it's grimy. His apron is bloodstained, his shirt is always wrinkled, and his pants... eh, they're not bad. His headwear is just a sack with two holes crudely punched into them. If you look under his bandages, he's a shambling mess. Body-parts of different humanoids stitched together, seams running up and down every limb and foot of skin, neither race or species able to be discerned aside from the head- the most pristine part of his partly rotted body.

#### **Weapon - Severance**

A large blade of unknown origin. The short yet wide form factor of the blade implies that it was made specifically to accommodate the stout size of its wielder. It otherwise has an otherworldly heft lending to its sheer mass that is almost supernatural in the hands of a skilled swordsman,

### **Personality Traits**

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*"YOUR HEAD IS MINE, **FOUL BEAST!**"*

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- Redd, ripping and tearing.

***Chaotic Neutral***

Due to being a retrograde amnesiac, Redd has no recollection of what his life (or undeath, depending on who you ask) even was. He does not know who he is, or why he came to be where he is, but all he knows is that the call to hunt is immense, unlike the cubic content of his soul. The name 'Sanguine Redd' was simply the only way to describe what he knew.

At the sight of beasts, Redd becomes rather *enraged and singleminded.*

Casually murderous in all the right ways. While his lack of knowledge of general history is rather concerning it appears that his vocabulary skills are for the most part- intact. His thick accent seems to be wavering (possibly a result of his retrograde amnesia), and is rather chatty if you're willing to spill the beans about an interesting aspect of your life.

Stepping into the role of a true independent mercenary who fights only for the most profitable side, Redd is brash, bold and impulsive. he lacks very little constraint when considering the opportunity to get into a fight, other than the thoughts and opinions of his allies, and perhaps how much coin he carries in his purse. While a ***BLOOD QUOTA*** might have bound him previously to the fields of battle, a ***peculiar blade*** now guides his bloodlust to more logical directions.

### **Character Traits**

* Cannot recall memory, but can recall purpose.
* Very willing to work with anyone for minimal gain, under the caveat he isn't already employed.
* **TRUST.**
	+ **LOYAL DOG.**
		- **WILL FOLLOW YOU AROUND.**
			* **WILL FIERCELY** *attempt\** **TO PROTECT YOU.**
				+ **WILL BE AN** *ig\****NOBLE COMPANION.**
					- ~~**DO TRICKS FOR YOU**~~ *ok wait what*
* Oddly inclined to get into a swordfight (as any good person should be.)
* Is recalling things ***slowly...***
	+ ***A boon has been bestowed upon him...***

## **Story & Rumours**

### Current

* It is said by certain players present for **Game 114** that Redd is cursed by the Narga, specifically by Gorgos to fulfil a ***Blood Debt*** that is nigh achievable.
	+ Whispers have said that Redd has ***0*** measures left until his Debt is fulfilled.
		- SEVERANCE PAYMENT ACHIEVED.
* Word goes, that under that sack is a normal face.
	+ It is also said, that under the sack is the world's most ugliest face.
		- This is complimented by the fact that under his bandages, is a frankensteined, patchwork creature.

### Former

* Rumoured to have briefly worked as a part of a defunct hit squad for the Pixie Press and for Jo'v?
* May or may not have sold his soul on multiple occasions.
* Due to his antics on The Guardian Hill late at night, word has spread that he is a serial killer who buries his victims in worship of Gorgos.
	+ This is complimented by the fact that his apron is ALWAYS bloodstained, and there has been one key eyewitness (Kohaku) who can attest.
	+ However, anyone who had scryed him in Game 114, are aware that he owes a **Blood Debt** to Gorgos, and is a piss poor fighter.

Redd woke up in the Crosslands in the aftermath of a strange ritual which had seemingly gone very wrong. Lying upon an operating table, deep underground, the dim light would illuminate his body, very apparently abnormal, stitches running up and down his body, save for his head which had been stitched onto his form. Atop his legs, was a heap of bandages, which he soon wrapped around his arms to hide the unpleasant parts of his body, and in his hand, was a sack containing a notebook and a pendant of Gorgos. Getting up, and looking into a nearby puddle, he saw his own face, and **feared**. Quickly, he would don the mask, and travel westward, exiting the cave he found himself in.

OOC NOTES* Silvering his weapon will ensure his commitment to hunting beasts, and not men.
* Headwear changes as he levels up (IF JULIAN PEREZ HAS THE SHMONEY)
* ABSOLUTELY MUST ENTER A FIGHT ONCE PER GAME (IT IS THE RULE.)
* **He should never be able to remember his past, whatsoever. Dee Ursang is dead.**
* Rather than an active follower of Gorgos, he is more of a prisoner to his will - Owing an unknown "blood debt" to the very being that gives him life. Things... hurt if he doesn't pay it off each day.

BUSINESS.