Sir Abraham “The Hidden Hand”
Age: 25
Bounty: 10,000,000 (Wanted poster as “The Hidden Hand” with a silhouette as the picture)
Species: Human
Occupation: Explosives Technician/ Assassin
Allegiance: None
Home Village/ Ocean: Whiskey Peak in the grand line
Appearance:
The rain was heavy, and the air was filled with an acrid heat that clung to your skin and dragged you into inferno. 15 year old Abraham Lawson walked these streets in whiskey peak, the bounty hunter capital. His brown coat clinged to his sides as it grew wetter and wetter with each passing stroke of the clouds' heavy hands. It was getting late, and if he was to get to the yard before the pests he could get dinner, Abraham had to fight for his food, but it made him strong. He loved to craft, and fought with his own machinations and explosives to gain his survival. Things were rough for him there, and though he had become a lord of the streets, things were still difficult without money. The odds were slanted against him from the beginning however, as he was not born into a rich family, or any family for that matter, he was always on his own. He never knew how he wound up this way, for it was how he always was. He had made it to the yard, but not soon enough to reap the days rewards. It was little but a pile of scrap behind a tavern, but it was where they left their unwanted food, and if he was lucky he could get there before the raccoons some days. But alas, today was not his, and he had to turn back.
The city was always busy, and he was never alone. He had friends, and conquests. He gained a reputation among his peers for his mastery of assassination Both of his skills would be his tickets out of the dirt. There was many shady dealings in the town, a reputation of its, and Abraham became a part of these, but he didn’t work for money, he worked for parts to build his explosives. He did these deeds by use of his machinations, sometimes he would gas the rats, and other times he would employ needle bombs, however, there was the occasion in which things had to be up close and personal, he relied on daggers. Throughout his dealings, he was never caught, but always left a calling card, a single leather glove, with a note attatched “The hidden Hand” Eventually he gained a name for himself, and a large bounty to go along with it.
Personality: He is a debonair killer, he never stops to smell the roses, and all of his actions are for an over-arching goal. He will always plan out his maneuvers, and prefers to stick to the shadows in most cases. Outside of killings, he is a dark, yet joyous soul and enjoys his friends company. He also enjoys the female form, yet he is not a pervert, and will seduce women instead of making an ass out of himself.
Ship Name: N/A
Ship Description: N/A
Special Abilities:
Stealth Expertise
Dagger usage mastery
Explosives genius.
Master Craftsman
Special Moves:
Mostly just sneaks around and plants bombs in sneaky places
Items:
Abraham's ArsenalGoals: To Become the greatest craftsman of ALL TIME
Tue Jan 10, 2012 5:41 pm