Name: Erzio Calla
Birthplace: Lower Ring of Ba Sing Se
Current Residence: Earth Kingdom Desert - Ima City
Occupation: Former arena fighter, now mercenary
Hair: Close cut brown hair with a scar mark starting in his forehead
Eyes: Blue, almond shaped
Clothes: from the waist up only uses a leather "belt" where he keeps his axe, waist down he uses pants tight and black, he walks barefoot (as many earthbenders do)
Skin: light brown rough skin
Beard: Very long light brown in his chin but inexistent anywhere else in his face.
Body Type: Muscled (yes john cena look alike) very tall, proportionate.
Personality: Arrogant and ruthless Erzio is the typical rogue (on the surface at least), but should one gets to know him it would find a sense of justice and bravery in him however not kindness nor caring, ever.
very good bender
Excellent in close combat (especially with an axe due to his sheer size)
Being tall and muscled made him relatively slow
Dreams and Ambitions: Become an Arena champion, Lead his own band, dreams of being a conqueror
Someone slowing him down
Brief History: Being born in squalor in Ba Sing Se's Lower Ring Erzio soon learned to survive in an hostile environment, he learned to bend at a very young age and got better at it with time. At the age of 17 he got out of Ba Sing Se and started to fight in the arenas.
He was very successfull due to his size and bending skills and soon became a renowned arena champion, undefeated and feared by his opponents.
His arrogance, however, was his downfall, on a fateful battle in which he stood against a scrawny frail looking airbender (no more than a teenager), he underestimated his opponent letting down his uard and exposing himself to his opponent's agile and fast attacks. Multiple and quick attacks from his opponent threw Erzio to the ground with him being unable to respond. The battle ended with Erzio being knocked unconscious. With the defeat and hummiliation Erzio left the arena fighting and signed with mercenaries.
It was a cold night in Ima City, there was no moon and the stars were not visible due to the city's lights overshadowing them. The band was under the employment of the Takamagahara Clan for reasons unknown, "Probably to use us against another sand tribe.." he thought. Erzio's mercenary companions had gone out to get a drink and Erzio would soon join them no doubt. He had went out to know the city while the others rested from the trip through the desert.
"Band of idiots!" he thought while remembering the trip through the desert in which his slower companions had forced to stay out in the open longer than he desired. "These damn mercs... bunch of weaklings and crybabies...".
"Hey hotshot! You commin' or not?" It was one of his companions who stayed late calling him, the nickname was given by one of the mercenaries who had seen his humilliating defeat in the arena, and it had stuck, very much to his dismay.
"I'll teach you a lesson one of these days kid! Just wait around and be surprised!" He shouted downstairs