[url=https://imgur.com/I9Q4Shd][i]Approaching the war table was a man clad in a light, leather type jacket. His hair was messy and unkempt, with white blotches through the otherwise black colour it was.[/i][/url] [i]Ornaments decorated the jacket along the shoulder, and the center of his chest was exposed to reveal a Cat Head medallion in the center. It was attacked to a necklace that went around his neck, and he had a wicked grin upon his face. The man wasn't tall in any regard, standing at 5 feet and seven inches, with golden cat like eyes darting around the table. He placed the palms of his hands against the wooden surface of the table, leaning onto it and taking a deep breath. He slid one hand across the table, drumming his fingers along the handle of the sword at his hip, the other hand staying rested on the table. Oddly enough, the blade curved slightly at the end of it. A second much straighter blade sat upon his back, just over his left shoulder. [/i] "My name is Alric Fasthands, the Bloody Witcher. Here to represent a section of the dojo warriors that could be considered civilians with boldness." [i]He introduced himself simply, though the title of "Bloody Witcher" certainly wasn't something to be proud of. [/i]