Post by Ronin Wendigo on Jul 18, 2008 0:26:07 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Your Character[/glow]
Full Name:Ronin Wendigo
Nick Name(s):Logan, Ron,Cerberus the Wendigo
Age:100 but looks round his early 20’s
Gender:Male
Race:Lycan
Class:(Lord, Leader, Elder, Hero, General, etc.)Exile
Occupation:(Your job)Freelance
Alliance:Undecided
Persona:(Good, Neutral, Evil, Lawful, Outlaw, Criminal)Neutral
Appearance: (Pic or paragraph)
(Human) Dark reddish brown,fine,shoulder length with 2 strands on top of both ears braided and tied back on the back of his head.
(Wolf Form) Dark Brown pelt with a slight grayish white band running from his head down to his lower back.
Usual Clothing: on the streets he is mostly seen wearing a Brown khaki cargo pants in winter times or shorts in the summer, simple tee undershirt over either a plaid or one color shirts of either green and blue color,black leather trench coat , a pair or old army leather brown boots with a leather backpack.As he prefers to dress down in simple street clothes during his time off to better blend in and be non decrepit.
At work he usually wears a simple signature shirt or polo shirt over slacks and either a knit v neck sweater or coat. He carries his things inside a leather messenger bag.As he prefers to dress professionally and presentable in regards to his status as a Doctor.
Abilities/Skills: (Use detail)
Personality: (must be 5 sentences at least, details are important)Mostly because of his warrior heart and his bestial side he can be quite short tempered easily given into anger at times. Also because of his deep dedication to his work, holding his honor and word in high regard. Most if not all those that don't fully know him have the impression of that he is nothing more than a cold hearted brute and loose sight of his human side.
Weapons:2 Kel-Tec P-3AT with special rounds of silver or special iridium tip , and a short silver tip samurai katana.
History: (No less than 10 sentences)
As a young lad grow up in a sheep farm in Crieff, Scotland with his family. Logan lived a fairly simple yet hard life barely making ends meet and living a meager existence. Having no one but him and twin sister left alive with most of his clan dying off. Killed during one of the many rebellion that spread across the countryside. That had sprung up within the area leaving many dead, injured or orphaned. Which lead them being taken in and employed by one of the local wealthy landowner. Who had Logan work his field tending his flock of sheep. And his sister working in their household things seem to have been going well for both of them.
That is until one day while tending their flock and unmindful dozing off only to wake up very late in the day. And as he quickly gather his herd to head home to pen up the sheep. After which as h was about to head back to the main house to meet up with his sister. He unexpectantly comes across couple of stranger fighting in which he inadvertently came in. Just as one of them gets killed by the other who turn out to be some sort of beast. Which with fire red glowing eyes staring strait at him the beast then turn against him next. Still enrage as if still caught in the heat of battle the beast attack him. But alas things went badly for before he could unsheathe his dagger; he gets bitten and slashes a couple of times by the stranger. Which in the heat of the moment seem not to register in his mind as he then got mauled badly by the beast. Barely escaping, still in pain and weak from the lost of blood. he pass out only to awaken the next day. Bandage and bruised badly in the servants hut having been found barely cling to life by the other. He then is dealt another harsh blow as he soon learns that his sister had died. Killed by some wild beast in the forest. As she went out late that night looking for him.
He takes this news hard and took quite some time to heal physically. Yet for the longest time he suffered badly unable to shake off the deep sick feeling he had for days. Which others seem to think and pass off as deep grief steam from his sister’s death. They let him be and soon after he recovers somewhat.
Till one day wrack by pain one dreadful night, with the full moon hanging clear in the night sky he looses control and in some unknown fit of rage. He goes on a rampage inside the house almost burn it down, almost killing the family. He then run off towards the forest where transforms for the first time. And soon come in contact with a poor hapless stranger he attack and devour him. Awake the next day in the midst of the carnage from last night. Remembering somewhat the events of last night he eventually feeling guilt and sadden by what happen. Ran away and never returned home opting to wander. The passing time he became a drifter going by the name Cerberus staying from town to town. Making a living best he could doing whatever odd job he could. Never really staying anywhere long enough in fear of being discover.
I, (Ronin Wendigo), have read the rules and agreed to obey them. I will not post in anywhere that is Out of Character Base until my character has been disappeared into the "Accepted Characters" board. I will also respect my fellow board members and be as active as I can. I will also not carry off into an argument when my character is killed.