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-Age:
43
-Height:
5’8”
-Weight:
207 lbs
-Weapons:
Six round revolver, military saber, repeater rifle, 6” hunting knife
-Abilities:
Kald possess acute senses as well as superior physical attributes and night vision. Kald is skilled in melee and ranged combat with a varying array of weapons with his true strength lying in his ability to change into his lycan form at will. In this state Kald is faster, stronger and more resilient with his already superior senses rising to unparalleled levels.
-Appearance:
Slender yet muscular build, long receding black and gray hair tied in a low ponytail, dark leather great coat with long tail and high collar, dark leather wide brimmed hat, leather boots, grey slacks, white long sleeved button down with grey waist coat and black suspenders.
-Biography:
Aristocrat, gentleman, marksman and huntsman, Kald is a well known outdoorsman with deeds and feats securing him a place in history. At times he is the royal game master for his king’s sport while at others he is the head of numerous expeditions into wild and uncharted lands where he hunts the most dangerous of beasts. No quarry was beyond his skill and no beast escaped him.
One day, Kald heard rumor of a savage beast plaguing the countryside, slaughtering livestock and local hunters alike. Not one to pass up such an opportunity, Kald set out for the wilds where he cornered his prey in just a few short hours; a deranged man. But as Kald was about to put down the insane savage the man rose up, his body twisting and contorting into the grotesque visage of a half man, half wolf monster; a lycan.
Kald was overpowered and only by a stroke of luck was he able to deal the beast a fatal blow but not before being mortally wounded and with a savage bite to his arm. Kald was found by his fellow hunting party on the verge of death and taken to a nearby village where he was treated by several doctors from far and wide but all to no avail. It seemed that the great hunter would die.
However, Kald miraculously recovered and rose from his deathbed stronger than before. It was several weeks before Kald discovered the truth to his unnatural recovery and as a full moon rose he found himself changed into the very thing he once hunted. At first Kald was horrified at what he had become but as time passed he learned to control the transformations and was soon able to turn without the aid of the full moon. What some would call a curse Kald saw a blessing.
With this new power Kald had become the greatest predator in the land and none compared to him.
43
-Height:
5’8”
-Weight:
207 lbs
-Weapons:
Six round revolver, military saber, repeater rifle, 6” hunting knife
-Abilities:
Kald possess acute senses as well as superior physical attributes and night vision. Kald is skilled in melee and ranged combat with a varying array of weapons with his true strength lying in his ability to change into his lycan form at will. In this state Kald is faster, stronger and more resilient with his already superior senses rising to unparalleled levels.
-Appearance:
Slender yet muscular build, long receding black and gray hair tied in a low ponytail, dark leather great coat with long tail and high collar, dark leather wide brimmed hat, leather boots, grey slacks, white long sleeved button down with grey waist coat and black suspenders.
-Biography:
Aristocrat, gentleman, marksman and huntsman, Kald is a well known outdoorsman with deeds and feats securing him a place in history. At times he is the royal game master for his king’s sport while at others he is the head of numerous expeditions into wild and uncharted lands where he hunts the most dangerous of beasts. No quarry was beyond his skill and no beast escaped him.
One day, Kald heard rumor of a savage beast plaguing the countryside, slaughtering livestock and local hunters alike. Not one to pass up such an opportunity, Kald set out for the wilds where he cornered his prey in just a few short hours; a deranged man. But as Kald was about to put down the insane savage the man rose up, his body twisting and contorting into the grotesque visage of a half man, half wolf monster; a lycan.
Kald was overpowered and only by a stroke of luck was he able to deal the beast a fatal blow but not before being mortally wounded and with a savage bite to his arm. Kald was found by his fellow hunting party on the verge of death and taken to a nearby village where he was treated by several doctors from far and wide but all to no avail. It seemed that the great hunter would die.
However, Kald miraculously recovered and rose from his deathbed stronger than before. It was several weeks before Kald discovered the truth to his unnatural recovery and as a full moon rose he found himself changed into the very thing he once hunted. At first Kald was horrified at what he had become but as time passed he learned to control the transformations and was soon able to turn without the aid of the full moon. What some would call a curse Kald saw a blessing.
With this new power Kald had become the greatest predator in the land and none compared to him.
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He is too perfect. I feel as though his only 'mistake' turned out too favorable and that he exists on a plain other characters can't reach. Any weaknesses? Fears? A piece of hair that just won't say in place? Anything to make him slightly flawed. It will make him more likable. Besides that I like the start of this profile.