Name: Aligard Ezapone
Age: 21
Species: Human
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Class: Assassin
Likes: Food, The Shadows, Stealing, Money, Adventure, Gambling,
Dislikes: Failure, Losing a gamble, Getting Hurt, Rejection
Background: Aligard Was Nothingmore Than a Petty Theif Who Just Loved To Gamble...
"thanks" He Sighed Fully Regaining His Senses And Sitting Up He Healed Real Fast But The Explosion Caused Serious Damage Breaking His Ribs And Good Arm. (Right) Burned Most Of His Hair And Charing Lots Of Skin.
The Blast Hits Greg Sending Him Flying Into Many Buildings Knocking Then Each Down Whisking By Ben And The Others Landing 3 Yards Away From Them. He Stops Moving But Can Still Breath Being Very Fire Resistant.
Greg's Fireball Is Covering His Entire Arm And Head Burning Hair And Evaporating His Sweat. He Fires It At The Dragon Before Falling Over. The Ball About A Meter Large In Diameter
"Welp Guess We're Fucked" He Sighed As He Began To Charge A Fireball, Sweat Dripping Down His Face As It Got Bigger. He Knew He'd Pass Out From This But With No City Means No Money.
"Mafia Huh, Yeah Sure Why Not" He Said Shaking Her Hand. "Never Got Your Name By The Way." He Says Standing Straight And Putting On his Best Fake Smile