Armand D'Orleon

[Armand D]

Growing up in the capitol of Sosaria, Britain, there was always something going on in the streets whether it be day or night.
In his young teens Armand got pulled into a dark business who would taint his life forever.
Starting out as a member of "The Crows", a group investing time into extreme political actions. They were a tool for the rich to use, whenever someone or something had to be removed.

Being the large city as Britain is, there were alot of illeagal substances passing around in the underworld and was only a matter of time before Armand was pulled into addiction aswell. At first it was just taken to erease the possible emotion of guilt for killing what ever target they recieved. But then as heavier substances were introdused to Armand his personality took a huge turn. Whenever he applied the substance directly into his vein it would affect his reflexes, his stamina, boost every sences and turn him into an efficient machine used by those who rather not kill themselves.

Of course there were downsides, and not few of them. His body were starting to break down, malfunction like a broken cog amongst the clockwork. Whenever he took the substance he could do whatever he needed to without a second of doubt, but it was during the hours of unaffection Armand's life was black. It lead to isolation, he started to avoid people. He found other places to sleep at than in his own home. It was to painful meeting his family. his family were highly religious, often visiting the church several days a week. Before all this started Armand also were highly religious, he often spent no less than two hours every day amongst the friars and monks.

Now it had all passed. Armand was being swallowed up from inside by the alien substances he now was forced to take to make life barable.
One day life took another turn. From being afraid to meet his family and angry at himself for starting all this he started to feel less. The emtions were fading. His face were starting to take a more plain shape and he stopped smile, laugh, frown or scream.

Present, Armand is but a shell. He still has no emitons, and his face is plain as if frozen in every situation. He can not love, he can not hate. He has sought up his family again and even if there is no real emotion, somewhere deep inside of him, there is a little bit of care and concern, mostly for his two younger sisters.

He is no longer taking any heavy substances, but is stuck smoking nightshade to somehow regulate his body. He is more than often seen with a shade roll hanging from his mouth.

Further information:

The topknot Armand grows from his head is not there without a reason.
He used to have a completely shaved head from the days among the monks and friars. He had plans on becoming a monk himself. Now the topknot is there like a flail in his life, always reminding him of what he will never become.

Armand cares very little about anything, yet he accepts everything.
While he may not speak to you in a very charmingly or friendly way, there is no hate or anger in his words. 

He has several huge scars on his back looking like a symbol. Thats the mark every member of "The Crows" recieve in their initial stage. Once joined they are marked for life. While no longer part of the group, Armand still has memories as fresh as the past day from  the time in Britain, and so he still go there now and then to speak to all the other members, recieve news and to meet his family.