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  1. Though Reinaan's weight wasn't enough to bring the creature to ground, the boy's dive did manage to halt the Elemental's movement, making it unable to grab Keres. Seeing the creature hunched over with the front of it's body exposed, Lindow quickly dashed forward whilst drawing both his Bandit Cleaver and the Third Blade.

    "You sure took your time..." 

    Cyan lighting crackled in the air as the man used his speed to quickly close the distance and slash at the Elemental's extended arm with his blades of magic and steel. Just like before, once the limb was severed, the flames around where the bone had been began to flail erratically as if desperately looking for a way to keep form. Smiling at this development, Lindow made his way to the Elemental's front, readying himself for his next attack.

    However, before he could strike, a jet of flame shot forward from the monster's back, passing the ribs in an attempt to scorch the Thunder Chosen. Forced into a roll to  avoid being burned, Lindow landed on his knees with the Third Blade's lighting still chirping in his palm. Roaring with effort, Lindow reached up to the sky, commanding the blade of thunder magic to extend to it's full length before swinging it back down towards the Elemental with all his might.

    The fire's of the Elemental quickly flared around the skull to block the attack. Leaving Lindow struggling to maintain the Third Blade's form as he tried to push against the creature's defenses. He could already feel his energy draining, meaning he couldn't keep this up for much longer...

     


  2. "What are you doing?!" Lindow's voice boomed across the battlefield as he watched Keres become paralyzed by the aura of the demon gate and the gravity of their situation. With Damien charging headlong towards his death, and their best chance of victory resting in the Water Chosen's trembling hands, Lindow forced himself to his feet with a growl before bursting into movement once more. "Do you plan on just standing there trembling whilst the others are fighting for their lives, little Keres?! If that's the case, then come here... I'll kill you myself and use whatever is left of your power to keep pushing forward!" His eyes were cold and focused as glared at the witch whilst quickly unstrapping his shield and pulling it off his arm. "We've long since given up the luxury of being bystanders." Taking a defiant step towards the Elemental, Lindow ripped his gaze away from Keres. "If you want live... then fight. It's that simple." 

    Quickly lining up his shot, Lindow drew his stance back briefly before skillfully sending the Bandit's shield spinning through the air towards the Elemental's arm. The shield found it's mark mere seconds before the creature's flame came crashing down on Damien, allowing the young man the precious instant he needed to slip under and go in to slash at the Elemental's torso. 

    Seeing this, Lindow quickly cocked back and tossed his chipped dagger towards the Elmental's face before moving towards Keres. He watched as the blade glanced off the monster's skull moments before Damien sliced at it's spine, suffering more burns in the process. "Tsk," At this rate, the other man would die before reinforcements could arrive, and even with his skills, Lindow was skeptical about his chances of slaying this creature on his own. 


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    "Sure, I suppose I don't mind playing hero just this once..."



    Name: Lindow Artoria
    Age: 24
    Gender: Male
    Race: Human
    Element: Thunder
     

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    Lindow is a tall slim-built gentleman, standing at 6'0 and weighing 151 lbs.

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    It should go without saying that someone like Lindow isn't born, they're made. That being said, Joseph was born in Izlation, and was forced to endure several years as an orphan living off the scraps of society. Having never truly known his parents, Joseph was known as burden to nearly everyone in the city, and the subject of several ugly rumors regarding the fate of his mother and father. Had he murdered them and eaten their corpses? Sold them off to the witches in the swamp? Or maybe he really was left for dead after the two young travelers realized that their adventurous lifestyle would be put at risk if they had a child? Not that it mattered. The point was that the kid didn't have parents and was constantly slinking around alleys with that creepy look in his eyes...

    The first time anyone had ever bothered to show Joseph kindness was the day that he ventured outside Izlation's walls. Exploring the perimeter of the Restless Swamp, Joseph was greeted by a kind old woman who offered him a small package of food. Naturally, he took the gift without hesitation. As he feverishly devoured his first meal in days, young Joseph listened to the old woman as she told him stories of her youth as an orphan herself, and offered to allow him to take refuge in home which was conveniently nearby. Though her story was soon cut short as two men appeared from nowhere and cut the old woman down with ruthless efficiency.

    Shifting their gaze to the pathetic street rat that the witch had planned to lure to her lair, the two men took pity on his soul and explained the situation that the had almost found himself in. They told him about the Abyss Seekers, and their crusade to cleanse the earth of those who used magic for evil. Realizing that this might be his only shot to do something with his life, Joseph pleaded for the two Abyss Seekers to take him back with with them to their base and allow him to join their ranks. They agreed, and from that point on Joseph began training in the art of combating witches and mages.

    As he grew older, Joseph managed to slowly climb the ranks of the Abyss Seekers; leading several successful inquisitions, and disbanding two covenants all whilst following an extremely righteous moral code that was often times frowned about by his extremist peers. When he turned twenty, Joseph was dispatched to investigate a suspected witch that was known to be up ducting local children. Slipping into the witch's home in the dead of night, Joseph was met with several children locked in cages. With his suspect confirmed to be guilty of her crimes, Joseph began hastily freeing the children from their prison before turning his attention to the sleeping witch. Drawing his blade, the young hunter prepared to apprehend the elderly woman, but was suddenly struck in the back of the head by one of the children.

    Awakening bound to a chair, Joseph discovered that the children had been put under some kind of spell and were mere puppets to the witch, who had set an ambush upon hearing of his arrival in the area. A hunter in the clutches of his prey, Joseph endured several days of horrible torture at the hands of his captors; during which he had his left eye forcible removed and eaten by one of the witch's children. Joseph died in that cabin. Driven to the very brink of his sanity, the man finally managed to break free of his bindings on the fifth night of torture. Savagely slaying the witch and every last on of her brainwashed servants with his bare hands, he crawled out of that cabin a changed man. That was the day Lindow was born...

    Having been thought dead, Lindow's return caused quite a great deal of surprise to the Abyss Watchers. Being the kind of organization that they were, the Watcher's had wasted no time in promoting Lindow's replacement, and with the man even going so far as to having forsaking his code and casting away his own name; the hunters believed it was only fitting that he was forced to carve out a new path amongst their ranks. Lindow would spend the next four years fighting his way back to his former tittle, taking on a number of tasks that were deemed suicidal, one of which would soon lead him to the path of a chosen...

    It was a seemingly simple hunt. A group of sisters that had used vile methods to harness the power of lightning for themselves, and were planning on using it force other local covenants into servitude. Locating the sisters with relative ease, Lindow engaged them in combat. The battle was fierce, but during the skirmish he managed to slay oldest of the three sisters and wound the middle sibling badly enough to force her on the defensive. Strangely enough, the youngest of the trio seemed rather reluctant to fight, despite her sisters claiming that she had the strongest magical power of them all.

    During the battle, a large thunder cloud formed over head and began raining water and lighting down upon the forest floor. From one of the bolts appeared a small feline spirit that approached the youngest of the witches, claiming the she was chosen to protect the world with her powerful magic and purity of heart. Using the spirits sudden appearance as a distraction, Lindow swiftly dispatched the middle sister before running his blade through the youngest witch moments before she could accept the thunder spirit's offer to become partners.

    Watching as her chosen partner fell backwards with Lindow's blade through her chest, the thunder spirit was rendered speechless as the young witch offered it her final words. "This man... he has been set down a dark path... be his guide... I'd like him to take my place." Having watched as the young woman used her last breaths to plead for the thunder spirit to take on Lindow as he partner, Lily reluctantly gave the man the same explanation she had given his victim.

    Fascinated by the spirit's proposition, Lindow accepted Lily's partnership, assuming his mantle as the Chosen of Thunder.

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    Though usually a laid-back, whimsical, snarky and oddly eccentric man, Lindow reveals a wickedly cunning and ruthless side when the situation warrants it. He is prone to using idle conversation and random observation to distract his opponents, and tends to be exceedingly sadistic when dispatching his targets. Despite his care-free attitude, Lindow often times gives off a shady impression that he more often than not will laugh off without bothering to put those around him at ease; even going as far as too pretend that he is unaware of the fact that his behavior tends to cause unease to those around him.

    His sense of humor is very odd and somewhat dark; normally shown through his deadpan observations, mocking politeness and heavy sarcasm. More often than not it is impossible to tell when Lindow is being serious, and he is well of aware of it.

    Though he is considered a high ranking member of the Abyss Seekers, Lindow shows no outward malice towards witches. He considers the mantle of hunter a job, and nothing more and despite the extremist views of his peers, Lindow has now qualms with magic and the benefits that come with it. Although, even with that said, Lindow will not hesitate to carry out any of the more... unsavory orders passed down by his handlers, and will cut down woman and children alike if they prove to be threat to themselves or others.

    Outside of combat, he exhibits a casual laziness that has led him to take up the hobby of napping whenever possible. Lindow is often times no where to be found when it comes time for hard labor, and when asked to conduct a task that he considers to be actual work he will feign sickness or claim that he is too weak to contribute. Though he may complain about it the entire time, Lindow is not opposed to helping others in need, especially if he manages to come up with a way for it to be mutually beneficial. He holds a odd moral code, and as bizarre as it may seem, he can some times be found helping the elderly carry heavy loads to their homes and rescuing children's toys when tossed out of reach.
     

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    Duel Swordsmanship: The Abyss Seekers make use of a very unique fighting style that revolves around the use of both a one handed longsword and dagger in tandem with quick and unpredictable movement. Their lack of armor allows for high mobility, which is important for avoiding spells and other projectiles. Lindow has mastered this technique and is able to hold his own with true swordsmen.

    Witch Hunting Training: Lindow is surprisingly nimble and reactive. He is able to swiftly climb most surfaces with ease and conduct acrobatic feats such as flips, wall jumps, and narrowly avoiding attacks at the last minute in combat.

    Marks of the Abyss: Upon completing his training as an Abyss Seeker, Lindow had a slew of runes carved into his body that serve to grant him an improved resistance to hexes, curses and illusions. 

    Discharge: Lily can discharge a large amount of electricity into the air 3 feet around her, shocking and stunning all those caught in it's area of effect. A single use will last for five seconds, but will require Lily to rest for five minutes afterwords.

    Third Blade: Upon fusing with Lily, Lindow is granted the ability to generate a single blade of pure thunder magic from his body. This blade can extend outward up to five yards and vibrates at a frequency high enough to melt through basic armor. Those struck with the third blade are violently electrocuted, and find themselves unable to cast magic until the blade is removed from their body. This skill can only be used twice per day.

    Non-Combat Skills:

    - Though he is not a very talented mage, Lindow is well versed in all things magical or occult.
    - Lindow has extensive knowledge of herbs, particularly those used to cure curses or create poisons.
    - He is ambidextrous.
    - Lindow is also skilled at gathering information and is knowledgable the criminal underworld as a whole.
    Equipment:


    -Abyss Seeker's Silver Longsword x1
    -Abyss Seeker's Iron dagger x2
    -Bag of bribing money
    -Herbs used to induce a sudden rush of adrenaline x3
    - Abyss Seeker's light armor robes x1
    - Dark Blue cloak x1

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