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| ~Fatalis Maximus~ | Jun 4 2009, 08:22 PM |
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Beware the Berserkergang...
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Name: Medvedev Species: Ursalthrope (Were-Bear) Origin: Unknown Gender: Male Age: 392 Appearance ~Height: 6'05" ~Weight: 220 lb ~Eyes: Gray with gold flecks ~Hair: His hair is a long salt-and-pepper colored mess, untrimmed for over 300 years. The hair on his body is the same color. ~Skin: White Weapon(s): Claws, when shapeshifted. Fists otherwise. Armor: None. Skills: Being an ursalthrope, he can shapeshift into any percentage of Werebear he desires, as long as it is Night. He is forced to change on the Full Moon just like his brethren. Personality: He tends to talk in smooth, elaborate sentences in human form, while still remaining quite sly, taunting, and mocking. Occupation: Werebear? Short History: Before he was turned 349 years ago, Medvedev was a man named Richard Fulligan, Philosopher and Inventor age 43. His works were widely known throughout the country... unfortunately, his country also had the reputation of a ursalthropic problem. When accompanying a group of crusaders seeking to kill some of the creatures off, Richard was attacked, but the crusaders managed to drive the creatures off after a lengthy fight. When they turned to ask him how he was doing, he concealed the bite marks on his right arm, lying and saying he was fine. From the next day on, no one would hear from him again. He took up the name Medvedev after his turning, a term in his homeland that meant "great bear." He thought it fitting for what he had become. For the first hundred years, he embraced his new race, raiding villages as he saw fit since he was 'just another beast,' but after a certain attack on a village where a young maiden fell victim to his claw, he decided to retreat into the forests, and live a sort of twisted ascetic life compared to his old one. He has traveled the world avoiding humans and their unforgiving gaze, but now seeks to find a permanent place to settle down and live his last few hundred years. Edited by Fatalis Maximus, Jun 5 2009, 07:32 AM.
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