The Blood Hound
Character
[SIZE=9pt]NAME:[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] Blonvok Brahxul/The Blood Hound
FACTION:[/SIZE] The One Sith
RANK: Acolyte
SPECIES: Shistavanen.
AGE: 18
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 2.17 m
WEIGHT: 143 kg
EYES: Black
HAIR: Shaggy Dark Brown Fur
SKIN: Very dark but notable through his fur
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, has untrained abilities (very limited/beastlike raging, small premonitions against ordinary beings)
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths:
- [SIZE=9pt]Big and Strong: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]He is big and strong; he has an intimidating feral stature. [/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]Naturally Sneaky: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Shistavanen are naturally stealthy, although Blonvok has evolved this skill over his years alone in the woods and with his time in the OS Army[/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]Fast run Speed: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Just like him being sneaky, this is a skill he has evolved over the years from his natural ability. Both on 2 and 4 legs.[/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]Good Endurance: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Blonvok doesn’t tire easily, he can run/sprint for many kilometers.[/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]Licker of Wounds: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Racial ability of Regeneration. This ability is very limited and functions as a higher regeneration then a human, but not even nearly near instant regrowth[/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]Melee Combatant: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]He loves melee combat and prefers it, he loves to make his kills quiet and personal and feel the life of his foes drain from their bodies.[/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]Big target, relatively easy to Hit: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Being big isn’t always a good thing, he is quite a big target[/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]Feral Negotiator: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Not a social being he is not at all trained in negotiating or other social happenings. His negotiation method can be described as eat first…[/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]I Can’t fit in there: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Not only a tall but also broad shouldered he fits through doors relatively easy, but he has difficulty fitting in smaller spaces[/SIZE]
- [SIZE=9pt]Not everyone’s Favorite Babysitter: [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]He has been marked as an dangerous creature and an outcast all his life, it always a good thing to be feared.[/SIZE]
Big, feral and dangerous. He has dark brown fur over his entire body, some small scars, mainly on his muzzle and face from battles when he was younger. Normally wearing nothing more than a utility belt to not encumber his natural stealth capabilities. (see picture) He always caries a couple of throwing spears (3-5) on his back in a quiver next to his vibro-staff with a hilt of 1,2m and a blade of 0,8m.
BIOGRAPHY:
At a very young age he was left to take care of himself in the woods, he doesn’t remember his parents and most of his memories are from his time alone in the woods. All his life he had been an outcast and feared by most, this was until the age of 16 when he was discovered by The One Sith Army and recruited to join their ranks as a scout/assassin. Through his military career he participated in many of the recent battles including but not limited to the battles for Contruum and Balmorra. He quickly gained a reputation in the OS Army as a ruthless killer and a skilled scoutand got his nickname The Blood Hound for he almost always smelled of fresh blood and his muzzle was just as often covered in the stuff, giving him an even more horrifying look. He refused to use a blaster for mainly two reasons, they were unnecessarily loud and it denied him the pleasure of stabbing, biting and clawing his victims to death. Many respected him, but non called him friend, this never bothered him for he did not need friends or companions, the only thing he needed were equals or superiors to guide him on his quest for greatness. He felt that the beginning was closing in, and he was right. One day he found a letter signed with a black hand which only said: Come and claim your power, if you think you are strong enough and coordinates. So he payed the closest shuttle to take him there, for better or for worse, this was the moment he had been waiting for.
