name: Aaron
experience: 5 years under my belt.

name: Yohrich Almanstov Einslof
gender: Male
age: Appears 24 (Really 239)
birthdate: Oct. 31st 1769
species: Angel
sexual preference: Unknown

desired celeb: The man’s name is Jon (That’s all I know of him. Found him on Deviantart.com. Not a celeb)
unique features: He has a lip piercing, natural dark circles underneath his eyes, and bruised wings
appearance: I’ll start off from head to toe. Yohrich appears beat-up and scummy for the most part. His face is littered with stubby facial hair, dirty blond in color, and his eyes are a dark, glossy blue. His hair never tends to stay in the same position for long, but is also dirty blond with black roots. He consistently holds a tired expression and never tends to smile, but his teeth appear perfectly fine, but not pearly white.

As for his body, Yohrich could be seen, for the most part, sporting a ripped up white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and bandages wrapped around his forearms and firsts. His pants are regularly black and ominous with a silver chain leaking out from his right back pocket in which locks onto a belt loop. His shoes are normally black; however, he’s known to walk about barefooted. It just depends on the time of day. Underneath the pant legs, his shins, ankles, and knees appear scuffed up and bandaged, as well.
Last but not least, his wings are elongated and hold a rather murky mix of dove white, dirt, and black feathers here and there. He only has two considering he’s a regular angel and nothing too special.

prefered weapon(s): Nothing but his bare fists, feet, and anything he could get his hands on.
strengths: Yohrich has amazing physical capabilities from speed to power.
His wings allow him to fly long distances.
And his fighters intuition grants him the ability and profound prowess to detect any lurking enemies within a couple of yards, making it nearly impossible to plan a sneak attack on the feisty angel.
weaknesses: Yohrich is stubborn and tends to fall for simple trickery such as being lured into a dark alley.
His spiritual energy can’t be compared to regular angels, and therefore can’t heal himself.
If struck in the shins or wings, he’s likely to fall faster than normally considering those spots are permanently damaged.
specialty: Yohrich’s specialty relies upon physical strength and his ability to fight.
personality: Since birth, Yohrich has always been known to be the silent type with little or nothing to say to anyone, including his own comrades and “friends”. Stubborn, taciturn, and all around untrusting, the fighting angel has learned to speak through his fists rather than words. Aside from that, he’s considered to be one hell of partner to get along with, especially on a mission since it’s normally either his way, or the highway. No if’s, and’s, or but’s about it.

But not all is tragic and misleading about Yoh. For one, he’s entirely honest to those he can trust, but extremely sound at misleading his enemies through lies and fabricated stories. He’d never leave a comrade behind in the midst of a battle, despite the odds, and wouldn’t think twice about putting his life out there on the lines for his fellow worshipers of the Almighty. All in all, he’s a rock on the outside, but a softy on the inside. Very protective and territorial, but also demanding and tyrannical if pushed too far.
history:Since his creation, Yohrich has lived to only battle, survive, and save those entrusted to him by the Lord Almighty. From demon to devil, there hasn’t been one to stop his reign of goodness and constant bloodshed. However, such a life has bestowed upon the guardian scars that could never be healed, both mentally and physically. But he’s never regretted a single act throughout his entire existence, and has only grown to accept his status and future with open arms, or in this case, closed fists.

After decades of dealing with demon after demon and finally being able to return to Heaven’s sumptuous sanctuary was he forced to go back down to Earth and enter a new battle from whence was sparked by the flames of hatred, agony, and resentment. Yohrich didn’t care, but he couldn’t turn the other cheek on such a faltering society such as Eden. And so, biting his lip, the lone angel bolted back down to the mortal realm to the mortal realm in hopes that with his coming presence the tides of war could finally come to a halt… Forever.

sample roleplay:
Ominous clouds rang above as the constant beating of thunder continued to rattle the cages of a world known as Eden. Crows, ravens, and other such birds flocked about, wishing to retreat back to no-man’s land, or in this case, the forest; but alas, they, too, were left to suffer the wrath of the one known as Mother Nature. All but one seemed to scatter and retreat before such a sight. All but one… and he embraced it.

Sitting there, upon the corner edge of a stony building in which has long been broken down and reduced to mere steel frames and chipped glass and concrete, the angel known as Yohrich Alamanstov Einslof continued to keep watch over the lingering, dark beasts that continued to hold the peace of the city at hostage with their consecutive booming roars of pain and sorrow. Of course, the corner of his lip only curved in anticipation for what was to come, whether it be his victory or demise. He was ready and waiting, just like all the others…