Post by abigor rancis morticimo on Feb 12, 2013 21:49:26 GMT -5
Well, the tale of Abigor is one of a silver spoon and a spoiled brat. The typical get-what-I-want man, but a charmer none the less. At the ripe age of 100, he moved away from home and located himself in Los Angeles with a wide eyed face and a smile. He looks harmless enough to any normal person and some would even venture to call him attractive, which he loved. He still runs a fight club even in Los Angeles and is a Warrior to dear old Lucifer. You can find this pompous soul in his pent house scraping the skies or cleaning his many weapons somewhere with a lucid grin. So, what say you? Dare approach the man?
Friends: He likes to say he's friendly with Lucifer, but he's full of himself. He's got admirers, but no friends to note.
Enemies: He finds anyone who gets in his way an enemy and you'll steer clear not to do so.
Lovers: He's seen many lovers come and go. He's not attached to any of them. He'd prefer an intellectual and fiesta mate, but where would he find that?