Name:Leonid Ivanovits Govorov
Alias:Lumberjack
Age:34
Height:1,95 meters
Weight:130 kg
Ethnicity:Cossack

Appearance:
Leonid is a tall Cossack man, with dark shoulder-length hair. His eyes are very light blue with grey touches. His build is very muscular, especially his upper body as he is very strong in his shoulder and biceps. He wears a big thick coat at all times and places, made by bear fur. The coat can be adjusted by a clip to either cover him entirely or being loose. The coat is also fireproof. Underneath it he usually wears black pants and a white shirt. He also wears brown fingerless gloves.

Abilities:
Leonid has two dark-red metal poles about 30cm long each, which he can double or triple the length. On top of the poles is an openning in which he can add a head of an axe. He stores multiple axe heads under his coat in protected cases. He trained himself to be able to swap them very rapidly. Each head hosts a different type of blade which can be used for different purposes. Leonid also has a special bracelet in each hand, in which he has a string attachable to the end of each pole. This way he can throw an axe and retrieve it easily.Except the axes Leonid has very sharp eyesight and is very strong physically. Although he doesn't have much stamina in things like running, he can lift heavy weights and you don't want him to get grab on to you.

Weaknesses:
Despite being very skilled with an axe, Leonid can barely hunt someone for a long time and is very slow. The coat he wears also adds a lot of weight onto him, but he is used to fighting with it. He is also particularly strong on his upper body. And Despite the thickness of it the coat can barely block any projectiles and Leonid can die just a bit harder than the average human.

Personality:
Leonid is very lonely but not shy. He just depsises humans. He doesn't like any kindness shown to him because he considers this a weakness. His sense of humour is non-existent and he is very cruel with his manners.

Story:
Leonid lived in a remote village in Russia, which nearly paid its taxes due to its remoteness. His village was of a certain Cossack clan and lived next to their rival clan, which was bigger and wealthier. His father was well-off, for the standards there, as he was a successful lumberjack with quite a reputation. He had trained his son his art from the age he could lift an axe. In this peroid the situation between the tribes was relatively peaceful. So both places prospered. When Leonid was around 25 years old and his father retired, he went to another normal day to cut some trees. He had just heard that an accusation was upon one of his fellow villagers about stealing something from the rival clan, but he winded that out of his head. He got tired early though and when he had cut six trees he decided to go back and get something to eat. He returned to see his village being attacked by its sworn enemy. Houses were burning and screams sounded all over the place. Mounted archers and lancers could be seen around the village, slaughtering anyone they saw. With his trusty axe he was about to run to his house to help his family, when he saw his father running towards him with a leg bleeding. Leonid grabbed his father before falling and learnt from him that their rivals had used the accusation as an excuse to attack the village. He also told that after they were done, there would be nothng to return to. His father, being an old man, could take much more blood loss and passed away. Leonid wanted to cry but he saw two horsemen charging towards him. He decided it was best to run back to the forest. Eventually they lost him and now Leonid was lost in the deepest parts of the forest. He hid in a nearby cave in which he found some raw meat lying nearby. He didn't ask and ate it immediately. A few hours later the owner of the food returned and it was a bear. It wasn't very big, around Leonid's height, but sure was scary. Leonid immediately took his axe and fought the bear. He managed to kill it but he was wounded himself. It was also getting late and the temperature was dropping dangerously low. He had no other choice and tore the bear's skin off and covered himself. He lived this way for a few days and eventually he decided to go back to his village. He found many things destroyed and the rest burnt. He wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He wanted to scream but no voice sounded. He searched every ruin and every place, he scavenged some thing and got productive. After he was done, he had multiple axes and the bear skin was processed for proper wearing. He then trained himself for many weeks using the axes to fight in many ways. He taught himself many tatics and techniques, until he was ready. A very cold night, he invade the enemy village, which was in no alert. No guard could be seen and only the late-night guys were out. Leonid located the chief's house and got in. He murder him in his sleep, and did so with anyone else he could find. It took him till morning until all the people, except very few, were dead. He had his revenge, but now he had no other purpose in life. He took a horse and travelled to the closest city that was near him.

Demo:
(Note: When I describe axes I will link photos with a close approxiamation on what it looks like, because you might not understand from my bad descriptions:p Also the blade will be approximations. so have this in the back of your head.)

Uhhhh. No money again. This shouldn't keep happening.

Leonid closed his purse and moved out of his shack. He was quite lucky to have this shack in the first place so he didn't complain about it. What he did complain about was that he couldn't get a steady job. His income was unreliable and there were days in row when he went hungry. He decided to go to this time to a pub in which he had performed a few times. Except lumberjack he was also a good singer, but he didn't often show this.

"Hey Sergei, you know why I am here. Do you have any spare place for me?"

A bald man with a scar on with forehead turned and with a smile replied.

"Oh, isn't this our little Leonid. I am so delighted to see you here. Sadly we have every time on the stage booked, but don't get that face you tough guy. If you want money you can entertain the people in a variety of ways!"

With this, the two men behind the bald guy drew their knifes and pounced on Leonid. He wasn't quick enough and was thrown down. He got up before they could stab and hurriedly took one of his poles out. He attached a small blade with deep curve This was ideal for the small place he was in. He got ready and charge forward to the guy in the left. Immediately before impact he sidesteped and with the axe raised to the right, he sliced his foes' throat open. The other man seemed shocked by this and looked at his boss, which gave him an angry look. The man then looked back at Leonid which threw his weapon at him. It hit him right in the forehead and stuck there.

Leonid picked up his weapon and faced Sergei, only to see more men swarming behind him. They were totally eight more men. This didn't discourage Leonid who swapped his blade again for a wide axe blade and prepared hiself. The men surrounded him but noone dared to attack.

"MOVE IT IDIOTS. YOU ARE EIGHT AND HE IS ONE. YOU EVEN HAVE BETTER WEAPONS!"

Sergei kept shouting at them until the man behind Leonid lunged forward with his dagger, only for Leonid to spin with axe and satb at the side of the head. The other men took the chance and attacked too. Leonid continued the spin and hit with an uppercut attack another guy and brought it down to the head of a third one. He blocked a slice from the fourth guy and hit the fifth with the back of the pole. He continued with hitting him with the opposite part of the blade and breaking his skull. The two last guys run away and only one left. Leonid run at and over him with his big body. He turned back and killed him while on the ground.

Finally Leonid confronted Sergei who clumsily tried to escape too. Leonid took his time and swaped to a blade with steep curve. He used this to catch Sergei by the back of his shirt and stop him.

"Now Sergei... Where is my money?"

Sergei gave up and pointed to his right.

"Second door third shelf."

"I am happy we could cooperate."

With this Leonid took a bountiful of money which could last him for months and set off to his shack.