Adam Reinheart Frost [A]

[Adam Frost]

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Adam Reinheart Frost

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Nourish this flame its been built on the ones we hate

Name: Adam Frost
Age: 23 years old
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Religion: Athiest
Sexuality: bisexual

Never knowing a last cry destined to bleed


Character Description - Adam shares the looks of his parents quite well, his hair blond and unruly like his mother's but his face and eyes like his father. He stands around 5'10" and weighs about 185 pounds, his body is still well toned and fit because he keeps his skills sharp on his down time. His personality however is quite a sparatical, the constant fighting and bloodshed had caused him to see how horrible things had become in the world. He has become a humble cook now, feeding those who show up at his little shop. When he is cooking he wears your normal everyday T-shirts and pants with other cooking attire, however he takes great care of his old mercenary outfit [Like above] as well as his father's suit, which one day he hopes he is worthy enough to wear in his own eyes.
Based on occupation, skills, looks, qualities, etc.
Character Abilities -
*Strengths*
-Gunslinger
-Swordsman
-Martial Arts
-Strong minded
*Weaknesses*
-Quick Tempered
-Dwells too much on the past
-Emotionally Unstable at times
Character Alignment - Nuetral...leans more towards Good.
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History - War never changes, it was these words that Adam's father told him with his dying breath on the ruined battlefield. Adam was born to a family of mercenaries, hired hands who fought along side the person who paid them the most money. It was a dangerous job sure but it kept food on the table and life going just fine enough to raise a child. Adam's life was always sparatic, always shifting from one place to another without warning due to some small conflict or job that was given to the group which was one of the reasons why Adam never had a chance to make many friends outside of those children who were born with those his family worked with. When he turned to the age of five years old, his training to join into the family business began with light hand to hand sessions, target practice, Kendo and other sword form practices, and educational teachings.

The years passed, seasons changed, and Adam grew older and more battle ready with the skills he was taught each and everyday. Eventually on his eighteenth birthday, he was put together with two other kids within the group and formed his own three man cell. No matter where the battlefield would take them, no matter the mission or the enviroment they would be together. One was a twitchy guy named Raz who liked using twin daggers, poison, and a hunting rifle for long ranged combat. The other one was Sylvia, who weilded arm blades and twin smg automatic pistols and was as quick as the best of them. Together the three of them started going on missions with the entire organization, blood and death was everywhere and they did their fair share of it, some even say they were possessed once they got started.

Everything came to end one day however, the group was given an assignment that would truly tear apart Adam's family forever.The man who gave them the job, paid several members of the group to kill him and his parents because in a previous contract they had killed the man's son on the battlefield. Those who were hired did quite well in their job, except that one had gotten away, Adam and his father had gotten away after a long and bloody fight, but his father was mortally wounded from a gunshot wound and soon died after giving him the last message of his life. That message hit Adam hard, realizing how right he was, that no matter what those with money would pay someone like him to end another person's life just so he could carry on with his own. That was not the life he wanted anymore, not at all so he traveled to Yesabelle, a town that was said to be untouched by war and peaceful.

It's here that he decided to settle down, he kept his weapons, armor, and took his father's combat armor that rests in its own personal trunk. He opened up a restaurant with the money he had, a small little place where people could go and get great home made food for cheap prices. He loves cooking, more than anything in the world now but he still goes to the city outskirts three times a week and works on his old combat skills just incase something were to happen he'd be ready to defend himself and the others.



Gates of fire come back brutality beat down

Role play Sample - While putting spices away in the kitchen in the back of the diner, the front door opened, the soft bell over the door frame rang letting him know someone had entered. Smiling softly he set the remaining spice containers on the counter and moved into the room, standing behind the counter as he spoke, "Welcome to Peace's cafe...what can I get you this evening?"he asked as he looked at the person who had entered. The scruff looking man looked as if he had been through a meat grinder, he had cuts along his face and arms, one of his eyes was faded grey and dim of color which meant he was most likely blind. The man looked up at him with a face that said he couldn't order much of anything but Adam let 'em speak anyways, just to hear the guy out.

"How much can this get me?", he asked as his put a gruff hand into his pocket and fished out a few coins of different colors and sizes. Adam felt bad for the guy, he seemed to be having a rough time and so he did what came natural. "Keep the money...I'll fix you something up.", he said calmly before turning around and returning into the kitchen. The stove roared to life with fire heat as Adam grabbed a slab of meat from the meat locker beside the stove and placed it on the cutting board where he began to grab spices, tossing pepper, salt, garlic powder, lemon juice, and pepper seeds and began to rub them into the meet before setting it upon oven with a loud hissing sound. While the meat cooked, he withdrew a knife from one of the drawrs at the counter and grabbed a few skinned potatoes and began to cut and dice them with quick and fine precision'd strikes, making sure they were finely diced before placing them into a frying pan. He then flipped the meat in the cooking pan before grabbing a few cooking oils and placing them into a seperate pot and then slid the potato slices in them while he shook and cooked them, smiling and humming all the while he did so.

Finally, after several moments passed, he cut the stove off, placing the cooked meat onto a place with the well seasoned and cooked potatoes. It smelt heavenly and with a grin he carefully carried to the counter and set it down, untensils carefully picked up from under the counter and set next to the plate as he nodded, "On the house...please enjoy." The man just looked at him baffled and dumbfounded but wasted no time in doing as he said, and before long he was soon finished. "Bless you son...your a good person.", he said calmly before departing the store, the money from earlier sitting on the table as he sighed and placed it in the register, "War may never change...but people do...", he said softly before closing the register and disappearing in the back once again.

Just kill the lights I just can't wait

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Name: Adam or Frost.
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Hopefully old friendships and cool experiences :3


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