Utterly Mad

A'ight. I'll get one.

NAME: Irving Verrin
AGE: 28
POSITION: Combatant (Can I have a different postition? Or naw?)
TITLE: The Lead*/The Artist
COLOR: "I think of torture as an art, not a crime! Hahaha, I'm going to Enjoy this."

APPEARANCE: An abnormally tall and skinny man with pale grey eyes and a face that seems expressionless almost always
ARMOR: A pair of black trousers, a pair of black silk gloves, a pair of leather shoes, a white button up shirt, a royal purple pea-coat, and a leather apron which when not in use he keeps in his cabin.

LIKES: Others pain, blades, and, blood
DISLIKES: Dull blades, liars, self pain.
FEARS: "I'm scared of Puppets, centipedes, and heights..."

BACK STORY: He started life as a sadistic child that hurt animals. He was 17 when he tortured and killed his first person, he enjoyed every second. He killed 6 people without being caught. He is now twenty eight and he joined a ship crew.
PURPOSE: "I live to see the strongest man squirm"
GREATEST DESIRE: I want to get the deepest darkest secrets through the greatest art, torture
WHAT WOULD YOU GIVE...: "I'll give you my talents, teeth, solid knees, and arms for you."

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INVENTORY:
His "Tools": It's a big leather doctor's bag containing a handful of blades ranging from small to large, a whetstone, a hammer, and a pair of pliers, he keeps those in his cabin.
A bottle of Gin: A good 'ol bottle of Gin
A rather big and elegant knife, he constantly keeps this sharp. He keeps this in his off hand when in combat.
A billy club, it's big and made of oak wood. He keeps this in his good hand.
A collection of books, these are for before he sleeps.

*Like as in informational lead.