Name (Nickname):Vladimir Draven, Shadow
Attire:Black loose fitting jeans, studded belt, black leather boots
Weapon:He doesn't have them on him but they're in sight
Location:Gorgyra
Tagging:Anyone
Time:October 1, 3075; Night
The young man set his weapons down as he walked into his large room, the room was made of stone due to it being inside a cave and there was a symbol painted in the middle of the floor. He had just gotten back from a job, the request was brutal but the man he had killed deserved what he had gotten, he was an abusive son of a bitch and finally his wife had gotten fed up and hired Shadow. She specifically asked that the man's hands be cut off and his tongue ripped from his mouth, Shadow knew exactly why too from what was described and from what he had seen while watching the man he was both physically and verbally abusive and Shadow knew the wife wanted his hands and tongue to let her know that he could never hurt her again. The package with the body parts was delivered to the woman not too long before Shadow got back to his settlement.
Even though the man was a killer he was the type that needed evidence that the people he killed were indeed as bad as his clients said they were, if not he would leave it be until the truth was told, if someone just simply wanted a person dead then all they had to do was be upfront about it. Shadow never took pleasure in killing just for the hell of it but when a kill had meaning behind it, when he killed for a reason and if the person deserved to die then he took pride in his job and made sure the outcome was a work of art so to speak.
Shadow sat down in the middle of the symbol on his floor and placed a goblet along with some utensils and ingredients in front of him. He took his mortar and pestle and began to crush some of the ingredients he needed, when they were crushed to a fine powder he poured them into the goblet. He then took some red wine and burned the alcohol away before pouring it into the goblet, he stirred the liquid until the powder dissolved. Shadow then took a small phial that was hanging around his neck that contained a small amount of his latest victims blood and emptied it into the goblet, he then pricked his finger with a needle and dripped his own blood into the goblet before stirring it again. He then muttered something quietly before downing the contents of the goblet, the ritual was something he did after every kill he believed that by doing it he was cleansing his soul and prevented the victims spirit from haunting him.
Afterwards he sat and closed his eyes and meditated, it was something he did to relax and keep himself focused and calm. The man was never seen on edge or upset simply because he did these things, they were things he learned while growing up with the people he grew up with, some may find it weird if they didn't know the practices of the people in that particular village but for Shadow these things were part of his way of life.