Post by Tathar Seregon on May 21, 2009 20:52:19 GMT -5
Ghost Tag: Illegitimate Son
Av Model: Michael Sheen
Name: Tathar Séregon
Alias: Yapper
Race: Lycanthrope/Wolf
Rank: Strong-Moderate
Pack/Clan: Exiled from Shadow Tribe
Age: Appears to be late 20's. Actual age is 400
Alignment: Neutral
Guild/Group Affiliations: NightWorld
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 305
Build: Heavily Muscled
Hair: Black, shoulder-length
Eyes: Very light green
Skin: Naturally tanned, various scars
Distinguishing Marks/Features: Large scar on throat, constantly brooding expression.
Abilities: Shifting, Improved strength, improved resilience, improved speed, improved senses, regeneration, shadowmancy (Inherited, Bloodline specialty), control change in self, fast shift to animal.
Attributes: Immense form and dark expression belies a normally gentle and docile nature. Aside from being a very quiet individual, he is actually quite the gentleman, almost never rude in any sense of the word. Amazingly skilled as a smithy, able to use techniques that require one with strength like his with ease to temper metals into a much more dense state. He is honest at heart, and will likely never lie unless it would be of benefit to a close friend. He has never had a formal education, but is nonetheless quite clever, excelling at strategy.
Profession: Blacksmith
Flaws: Will not fight or take part in confrontation unless provoked to the very brink; At this point he is easily overtaken by bloodlust. Like other lycans, he is extremely allergic to silver which causes aggravated wounds that heal much slower than those inflicted by any other means.
Weapons: Human: Large but lightweight scimitar. After shift: Claws, teeth, weight. Hybrid shift: All of the aforementioned.
1. Physical
Strength: *********
Dexterity: ********
Stamina: ********
2. Social
Charisma: ***
Manipulation: ****
Appearance: ****
3. Mental
Perception: ****
Intelligence: *****
Wits: *****
4. Abilities / Talents
Alertness: *****
Artistic Expression: *****
Athletics: ***
Brawl: ****
Dodge: ***
Empathy:
Expression:
Intimidation: *******
Leadership:
Streetwise:
Subterfuge:
5.Secondary Talents
Deception:
Diplomacy:
Fortune Telling:
Haggling:
Interrogation: *****
Intrigue:
Masquerade:
Seduction:
Sense:
Sense Deception:
Style:
Swimming:
Throwing:
6. Skills
Etiquette:
Music:
Repair: *****
Security:
Stealth:
Survival:
Archery:
Artillery:
Blacksmith: *******
Boat Handling:
Brewing/Distilling:
Camouflage:
Carpentry: **
Disguise:
Escapology:
Falconry:
Fast-Draw:
Fast-Talk:
First Aid:
Fishing:
Forgery: *****
Gambling:
Herbalism:
Hunting:
Hypnotism:
Journalism:
Lock Picking:
Pickpocket:
Singing:
Skiing:
Torture:
Tracking: ****
Traps:
Vamp:
8. Knowledges
Medicine:
Occult:
Alchemy:
Area Knowledge:
Biology:
Camarilla Lore:
City Secrets:
Clan Knowledge:
Faerie Lore:
Kindred Lore:
Literature:
Lupine Lore:
Mage Lore:
Spirit Lore:
Theology:
Wyrm Lore:
Virtues
Conscience/Conviction:
Self-Control/Instinct: **
Courage: ***
History: The son of the last Chief of the Shadow Tribe. When it was learned that he was unwilling to speak his father constantly ripped out his throat in attempt to make the boy do so, but once it was apparent that the problem was not fixable he was cut from his father's family and thrown into manual labor. Several decades of this treatment gave way to his massively built form. Eventually he was exiled for an attempted assassination on his father, as he could not bear to kill his own son in punishment. Since then he has wandered different lands, moving from place to place, making a living here and there in his chosen profession until people begin to wonder why he does not age...or, doesn't appear to.
Av Model: Michael Sheen
Name: Tathar Séregon
Alias: Yapper
Race: Lycanthrope/Wolf
Rank: Strong-Moderate
Pack/Clan: Exiled from Shadow Tribe
Age: Appears to be late 20's. Actual age is 400
Alignment: Neutral
Guild/Group Affiliations: NightWorld
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 305
Build: Heavily Muscled
Hair: Black, shoulder-length
Eyes: Very light green
Skin: Naturally tanned, various scars
Distinguishing Marks/Features: Large scar on throat, constantly brooding expression.
Abilities: Shifting, Improved strength, improved resilience, improved speed, improved senses, regeneration, shadowmancy (Inherited, Bloodline specialty), control change in self, fast shift to animal.
Attributes: Immense form and dark expression belies a normally gentle and docile nature. Aside from being a very quiet individual, he is actually quite the gentleman, almost never rude in any sense of the word. Amazingly skilled as a smithy, able to use techniques that require one with strength like his with ease to temper metals into a much more dense state. He is honest at heart, and will likely never lie unless it would be of benefit to a close friend. He has never had a formal education, but is nonetheless quite clever, excelling at strategy.
Profession: Blacksmith
Flaws: Will not fight or take part in confrontation unless provoked to the very brink; At this point he is easily overtaken by bloodlust. Like other lycans, he is extremely allergic to silver which causes aggravated wounds that heal much slower than those inflicted by any other means.
Weapons: Human: Large but lightweight scimitar. After shift: Claws, teeth, weight. Hybrid shift: All of the aforementioned.
1. Physical
Strength: *********
Dexterity: ********
Stamina: ********
2. Social
Charisma: ***
Manipulation: ****
Appearance: ****
3. Mental
Perception: ****
Intelligence: *****
Wits: *****
4. Abilities / Talents
Alertness: *****
Artistic Expression: *****
Athletics: ***
Brawl: ****
Dodge: ***
Empathy:
Expression:
Intimidation: *******
Leadership:
Streetwise:
Subterfuge:
5.Secondary Talents
Deception:
Diplomacy:
Fortune Telling:
Haggling:
Interrogation: *****
Intrigue:
Masquerade:
Seduction:
Sense:
Sense Deception:
Style:
Swimming:
Throwing:
6. Skills
Etiquette:
Music:
Repair: *****
Security:
Stealth:
Survival:
Archery:
Artillery:
Blacksmith: *******
Boat Handling:
Brewing/Distilling:
Camouflage:
Carpentry: **
Disguise:
Escapology:
Falconry:
Fast-Draw:
Fast-Talk:
First Aid:
Fishing:
Forgery: *****
Gambling:
Herbalism:
Hunting:
Hypnotism:
Journalism:
Lock Picking:
Pickpocket:
Singing:
Skiing:
Torture:
Tracking: ****
Traps:
Vamp:
8. Knowledges
Medicine:
Occult:
Alchemy:
Area Knowledge:
Biology:
Camarilla Lore:
City Secrets:
Clan Knowledge:
Faerie Lore:
Kindred Lore:
Literature:
Lupine Lore:
Mage Lore:
Spirit Lore:
Theology:
Wyrm Lore:
Virtues
Conscience/Conviction:
Self-Control/Instinct: **
Courage: ***
History: The son of the last Chief of the Shadow Tribe. When it was learned that he was unwilling to speak his father constantly ripped out his throat in attempt to make the boy do so, but once it was apparent that the problem was not fixable he was cut from his father's family and thrown into manual labor. Several decades of this treatment gave way to his massively built form. Eventually he was exiled for an attempted assassination on his father, as he could not bear to kill his own son in punishment. Since then he has wandered different lands, moving from place to place, making a living here and there in his chosen profession until people begin to wonder why he does not age...or, doesn't appear to.