Raleigh, Cooper
Jul 25, 2018 21:04:21 GMT -5
Post by Raleigh Cooper on Jul 25, 2018 21:04:21 GMT -5
Raleigh Cooper
OOC Name: Aztec
Face Claim: Viggo Mortensen
General Information
Magic?: Mage
Magical Implement: His wand is concealed tattoos carved into his arm, concealed by a black cloth wrapped around his arms.
Age: 60
Lycan age: 60
Height: 5.11
Weight: 280lbs
Caste: Middleclass
Occupation: Woodsman/Aspiring Author
Physical Description:
Raleigh is a well built man. Carved and honed out of years of being outdoors. He walks with an odd gate, as if he were intoxicated. A rolling, odd walk. He is as lithe as a cat, however. He always wears an easy going, lopsided smile. His smile, like his head are never quite even. His head is always cocked to one side in various degrees. Never quite sitting on straight. His hair is always messy, rarely ever kept. He leans towards the darker hues of the world's fashion. Blacks, dark greens, browns. He carries with him an assortment of things in a leather satchel. Ink, a book to take notes and write in. Supplies. He is quite protective of his bag. Being a woodsman he owns daggers, a bow and quiver, and a short sword for protection. Though he is more skilled with the knives and bow than the sword.
Lycan Form Description:
He has a lanky build. Inheriting the Strain B version from his parents. Everything about this Lycan is long. His legs, his claws, his teeth and ears. It is like someone took him and stretched him out and he just never sprung back to his original size. His a tall Lycan. Extremely long (Did I mention he is long?). He is built for great bursts of speed and power. His hinds legs are coils of athletically built muscles. Strong and capable of sending him soaring over the ground, or sending an enemy flying. He is a scruffy beast with disproportionally large ears. Always scruffy and disheveled as if he cares little for his looks. He walks with a strange, almost off balance saunter and never seems quite right as he moves. It is only when he is serious about something one sees the truly hones killer he really is. Of course, getting him serious about something to that extent may be very hard. Even in this forms one would swear he has a lopsided grin. His head never sitting on straight. His eyes posses a rather off-putting spark that hints of trouble. His scraggly, scruffy fur is a mix of dark browns and black, closer to a seal brown like unto a horse.
Personality Description:
Something isn't quite right about this guy. But you can't quite put your finger on it. He is usually quite friendly and jovial. Willing to socialize and talk. But there is something very off about him. You feel unsettled by him, or maybe you feel like he is friend. Either way one cannot get a firm grasp on Raleigh's character. He shifts and changed more quickly then a nervous mosquito. He doesn't seem dangerous, but one should certainly keep an eye on him. For one moment he is happy and friendly, the next he is hissing and cursing at you and you have no idea what you did. This drives many away and so he has little in the way of friends. For all the crazy that he is, he is an extremely smart fellow. Very observant and somehow loyal to the Left Hand. At least, you think he is loyal. One can never tell. He has a thing about saying he promises. If he says this it grantees that he will die before breaking said promise. But only that word actually applies to him keeping his word. (As such he dodges making such promises.)
Lycan Behavior: As a human he has a very high predator drive and is very unpredictable in regards to how he will react when he gauges someone is weak or triggers said predatory instincts. His teeth and gums will usually itch fiercely during these times. Always craves meat, raw or otherwise. His odd loyalties also stem from his Lycan behavior. Though why said loyalty only lays with those he promises things to is a mystery.
As a Lycan he is far more unpredictable. One second he is sweet and lovable, the next he is trying to rip out your throat. It all highly depends on the situation and who he is around. Bonding to the Lycan will earn you a fiercely loyal companion. A truly loyal dog. Make the dog happy and that positive view with subconsciously transfer to the human, making him more jovial towards you. Though do not expect him to be loyal. Fore you may have won the dog's favor, you still haven't earned the human's. This also goes for those who have earned Raleigh's loyalties. Though the Lycan form will regard you more positively, it is not loyal to you and must be won over.
History
No one really knows the true history of Raleigh. All people can tend to get out of him is that he was born a Lycan, the infection carried by both of his parent's line. His father was the first Lycanthropy of his line, being infect by his mother who's ancestry was infected 100 years ago. Or was it 150 years? He never quite has the years the same. Other than this and being taught all his knowledge by his father and mother, he is pretty vague on his history.
No one know what happened to twist the man so. But what ever it was it broke him and bent him beyond repair. Forming the creature that stands before you today. His family lived alone. Close to the wilds. It was where the Lycan grew up. Taught to live off the land. He did not surface in the town of Tifeki until 30 years ago. Where he had remained fairly in the shadows as he made a living supplying food for the town. This was where he was recruited into the lower ranks of the Left Hand and given his Grimiore and wand.
He uses his trade to make a living. Selling furs, carved bone, meat, and other items he had acquired in the wilds at Tifeki and the kingdom of Khandor. If anyone wants something in less than safe territories, he is usually inclined to go get it. For a price. He has recently begun dabbling in the art of story writing, having been taught how to read and write by his mother. He has a special affinity for horror stories.
Tag: @vee & Grant
OOC Name: Aztec
Face Claim: Viggo Mortensen
General Information
Magic?: Mage
Magical Implement: His wand is concealed tattoos carved into his arm, concealed by a black cloth wrapped around his arms.
Age: 60
Lycan age: 60
Height: 5.11
Weight: 280lbs
Caste: Middleclass
Occupation: Woodsman/Aspiring Author
Physical Description:
Raleigh is a well built man. Carved and honed out of years of being outdoors. He walks with an odd gate, as if he were intoxicated. A rolling, odd walk. He is as lithe as a cat, however. He always wears an easy going, lopsided smile. His smile, like his head are never quite even. His head is always cocked to one side in various degrees. Never quite sitting on straight. His hair is always messy, rarely ever kept. He leans towards the darker hues of the world's fashion. Blacks, dark greens, browns. He carries with him an assortment of things in a leather satchel. Ink, a book to take notes and write in. Supplies. He is quite protective of his bag. Being a woodsman he owns daggers, a bow and quiver, and a short sword for protection. Though he is more skilled with the knives and bow than the sword.
Lycan Form Description:
He has a lanky build. Inheriting the Strain B version from his parents. Everything about this Lycan is long. His legs, his claws, his teeth and ears. It is like someone took him and stretched him out and he just never sprung back to his original size. His a tall Lycan. Extremely long (Did I mention he is long?). He is built for great bursts of speed and power. His hinds legs are coils of athletically built muscles. Strong and capable of sending him soaring over the ground, or sending an enemy flying. He is a scruffy beast with disproportionally large ears. Always scruffy and disheveled as if he cares little for his looks. He walks with a strange, almost off balance saunter and never seems quite right as he moves. It is only when he is serious about something one sees the truly hones killer he really is. Of course, getting him serious about something to that extent may be very hard. Even in this forms one would swear he has a lopsided grin. His head never sitting on straight. His eyes posses a rather off-putting spark that hints of trouble. His scraggly, scruffy fur is a mix of dark browns and black, closer to a seal brown like unto a horse.
Personality Description:
Something isn't quite right about this guy. But you can't quite put your finger on it. He is usually quite friendly and jovial. Willing to socialize and talk. But there is something very off about him. You feel unsettled by him, or maybe you feel like he is friend. Either way one cannot get a firm grasp on Raleigh's character. He shifts and changed more quickly then a nervous mosquito. He doesn't seem dangerous, but one should certainly keep an eye on him. For one moment he is happy and friendly, the next he is hissing and cursing at you and you have no idea what you did. This drives many away and so he has little in the way of friends. For all the crazy that he is, he is an extremely smart fellow. Very observant and somehow loyal to the Left Hand. At least, you think he is loyal. One can never tell. He has a thing about saying he promises. If he says this it grantees that he will die before breaking said promise. But only that word actually applies to him keeping his word. (As such he dodges making such promises.)
Lycan Behavior: As a human he has a very high predator drive and is very unpredictable in regards to how he will react when he gauges someone is weak or triggers said predatory instincts. His teeth and gums will usually itch fiercely during these times. Always craves meat, raw or otherwise. His odd loyalties also stem from his Lycan behavior. Though why said loyalty only lays with those he promises things to is a mystery.
As a Lycan he is far more unpredictable. One second he is sweet and lovable, the next he is trying to rip out your throat. It all highly depends on the situation and who he is around. Bonding to the Lycan will earn you a fiercely loyal companion. A truly loyal dog. Make the dog happy and that positive view with subconsciously transfer to the human, making him more jovial towards you. Though do not expect him to be loyal. Fore you may have won the dog's favor, you still haven't earned the human's. This also goes for those who have earned Raleigh's loyalties. Though the Lycan form will regard you more positively, it is not loyal to you and must be won over.
History
No one really knows the true history of Raleigh. All people can tend to get out of him is that he was born a Lycan, the infection carried by both of his parent's line. His father was the first Lycanthropy of his line, being infect by his mother who's ancestry was infected 100 years ago. Or was it 150 years? He never quite has the years the same. Other than this and being taught all his knowledge by his father and mother, he is pretty vague on his history.
No one know what happened to twist the man so. But what ever it was it broke him and bent him beyond repair. Forming the creature that stands before you today. His family lived alone. Close to the wilds. It was where the Lycan grew up. Taught to live off the land. He did not surface in the town of Tifeki until 30 years ago. Where he had remained fairly in the shadows as he made a living supplying food for the town. This was where he was recruited into the lower ranks of the Left Hand and given his Grimiore and wand.
He uses his trade to make a living. Selling furs, carved bone, meat, and other items he had acquired in the wilds at Tifeki and the kingdom of Khandor. If anyone wants something in less than safe territories, he is usually inclined to go get it. For a price. He has recently begun dabbling in the art of story writing, having been taught how to read and write by his mother. He has a special affinity for horror stories.
Tag: @vee & Grant
