Timezone: Central Standard Here is my character: Human Variant named Agress, nicknamed Flux Fighter/rogue multiclass utilizing the tinkerer background and gunslinger subclass for fighter. Backstory:Flux grew up adopted at birth in the thieves guild, and was moved from branch to branch in order to keep him a secret, for he was a skilled child, unlike any other. Pale in skin tone, with alabaster white hair, he was prophesied to be the child who would lead the Thieves guild to its brightest hour. Of course, this didn't happen. By the time Flux was 20, he had traversed many worlds and seen many planes. He spent most of his training in the field, completing contracts and silencing targets. He had killed the ones who raised him, slaughtered the ones who mocked him, and adorned the mask of the one who brought him up as a father figure. They had used him his whole life without giving back. He was disgusted at their actions, and left to seek his own band of brothers, in order to create a true thieves guild, one that followed strict code, and didn't waver from what being a thief, or in Flux's case, an assassin really meant. Eventually, Flux got too curious and had his arm torn off in a brutal gauntlet of traps. He had it replaced by a Magical Prothsesis, a metal arm which increased his combat capabilities even further, pushing him to his limits. The Gun he carries on his back is named after the one he loved, his late wife Serenity, who was a Half-Elf. Deep down, Flux wants to find someone special, someone who can truly understand who he is. He wants to be know by the world, not for his name, but for what he builds.
