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Urich Renqvist, Werewolf

Started by Lion, January 05, 2013, 12:23:18 AM

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Prologue
+ NAME + Urich Renqvist
+ ALIAS + N/A
+ AGE + Approx. 89 / Appears approx. 28
+ GENDER + Male
+ STAR SIGN + The Bear’s Claw
+ BORN + Winter
+ ORIGIN + Kilanthro Mountains
+ SPECIES + ½ Human / ½ Werewolf
+ RESIDENCE + Connlaoth – Southern Sirantil Valley
+ OCCUPATION + N/A
+ COUNTENANCE + Dark Auburn hair / Hazel-Green eyes
+ STATURE + 5’ 11” / 172 lbs.
+ SEXUALITY + Unknown


CH. I – Painting a Portrait
Though he was born in Connlaoth, his blood is a range of several different ethnicities.  He’s tanned, as he loves the sun, and not as hairy as might be expected with someone with werewolf blood.  He keeps his face clean-shaven, and his auburn hair is short and pushed back out of his face, well-groomed.

But despite his clean-cut outlook, he has a wolf’s smile, a sinister grin even if he means well.  His eyes are curious, unassuming ones, but when they lock into a person, they seem drawing, hungry for the pursuit.

+ PREFERRED CLOTHING +
Urich dresses well for a man with no steady job.  He looks sharp, often dressed in a favored crimson coat over layered clothes and sturdy but soft leather boots.  He doesn’t care much for frills, knowing simple is always the best.

CH II – Mental Make-up
Urich is a no nonsense kind of man.  He doesn’t like to play games with others, that is, unless it is his game.  He’s possessive in nature and loves the finer things in life, which is often dishonestly acquired.  He’s civil with strangers and more than willing to welcome them into his home.  But he makes it very clear that that it is his territory.  And they may or may not make it out alive, depending on his mood.  He as a cool sense of humor and loves to grin and laugh, especially over a set of drinks.  However, Urich must walk a fine line between his humanity and animal instinct.  He sacrifices nothing and tries to have the best of both worlds, using the advantages given to him by his other side, and is able to keep a level head when he changes.  The wolf in him, makes him restless and at times quite reckless.  He seeks out trouble solely for the sake of it, if only to bring some excitement into his life.

+ FAITH +
Urich is not a particularly religious man, but he doesn’t openly go out of his way to attack another’s faith.  Life, and the pursuit of it, is his religion, in a way.

+ HABITS +
He is a man of great taste, or so he would have himself to be believed.  He enjoys cigars and fine wine, and has been known to carry a flask on him from time to time.  He controls his alcohol very well.

CH III – Social

+ RELATIONSHIPS +
*TBA 

CH IV – Abilities / Skills
+ LYCANTHROPE +
Even being half a lycan, the blood runs strong in him.  He has all the natural weaknesses and strengths of a normal werewolf, though has considerable more control over his urges.  His sense of smell is greatly heightened and it is difficult to not use it when assessing strangers, and certainly when hunting.  He has greater agility and reflexes, and greater strength than the average man.  However, he must change with the turning of the moon, it pulls him like the moon does to water.  If he does not change when he must, he loses control to the wolf inside.

CH V – Gear / Equipment
He has no gear to speak of, other than the claws that can retract and be used to slash a victim’s throat open.  Any dagger found on his person is purely for decoration.

CH VI – Reflections of the Past
Urich had been born with the wolf’s blood, but his father had done very little to prepare him for the reality it entailed.  His teen years had been the worst as it was then that the changes come on full force, strongly, and he fought to control them.  He moved from place to place, never staying much longer before the urges came again and he was at risk for hurting someone.  It took almost a century to gain control of himself.

His wanderings were not satisfying and he longed to find a place of his own.  It was at this time that he found an abandoned fortress nestled in the base of the mountains in the southern Sirantil Valley.  It was desolate and destroyed from ages of war and battle and fell into ruin.  He found great treasure buried underneath it and took it as his own, turning the old stronghold into a palace.

Voices of the dead still haunt the hallways and have become an integral part of his home that he has called Sul’Gulthan.  He has made this his domain, and few people are brave to venture here.  Even fewer make it out alive to tell the tales within.  More often than not, he leaves his home, hungry for the night.




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