Markus Xentai
Appearance
Markus is a tall young man with a stately appearance. His face is handsome with sharp edges, his unruly hair giving his expression a roguish cast. His body is definitively chiseled with hard lean muscle. His hands seem unusually large but the most striking feature about him is his clear winter blue eyes, lined with unusually thick dark eyelashes that sometimes makes it seem like he wears eyeliner.
He dresses in loose fitting common clothes and fur lined cloaks and hoods. But when in his element or with his pack he has no qualms about nudity.
He dresses in loose fitting common clothes and fur lined cloaks and hoods. But when in his element or with his pack he has no qualms about nudity.
Skills, Traits & Weaknesses
Combat: He's a gifted fighter, whether with a weapon or empty handed. He's adept with many common weapons ranged or close.
Ranger: He knows the wilderness, how to survive, how to hunt, how to forage, how to track, how to build.
Leadership: He's a stern man and a stern leader. He leads by strength and his example, but he's not ignorant to the finer details of leadership.
Ranger: He knows the wilderness, how to survive, how to hunt, how to forage, how to track, how to build.
Leadership: He's a stern man and a stern leader. He leads by strength and his example, but he's not ignorant to the finer details of leadership.
Alpha Werewolf: He's a powerful beast, able to transform at will day or night. He has three forms; Human, biped, and wolf. His fur matches the same red of his hair when he transforms. His strength is immense, his speed terrifying, his viciousness breathtaking. His power compels most lesser werewolves and other wolves to obey him. He retains many of his beastial abilities even in his human form.
Curse of the moon: Silver and magic are the only things that can deal lasting damage against him, and even kill him.
Personality
He's a light-hearted joker and he's just as witty in the middle of a fight as he is in a friendly conversation.
He exudes an air of self-confidence, self-control, self-reliance, and self-sufficiency. But for all his self-improvement he's not a selfish person, if not a little self-centered. He's very self-conscious about his flaws and does his best to be selfless and self-sacrificing for his pack.
He's the type of person that likes to be prepared for every possibility.
He exudes an air of self-confidence, self-control, self-reliance, and self-sufficiency. But for all his self-improvement he's not a selfish person, if not a little self-centered. He's very self-conscious about his flaws and does his best to be selfless and self-sacrificing for his pack.
He's the type of person that likes to be prepared for every possibility.
Biography
He was not born a Werewolf, he was not born an alpha, but he was a born leader. Since he was a kid he drew people to him with his natural magnetism, people that would follow him, help him and listen to him.
As he grew older that charisma only grew, his kindness and willingness to help people brought people to seek him out for help or advice and they would do him favors in return.
For his village he was respected and looked up to, even by the elders. He was skilled, competent, and selfless as he worked for the betterment of his village. People always told his parents that the gods blessed the village through them and their son.
But by the time he turned twenty disaster struck. A raving band of monsters were terrorizing the country villages, and since their village was the only one with a wall in the area refugees began pouring in for safety.
Their village did the best they could to help, making as much room as possible and helping provide enough food, but it couldn't last for long.
A hunting party was put together with Markus at the lead. Once the beasts were dealt with everyone could go home and nobody would starve.
Of course the hunters knew they were being hunted as well, so Markus had them set up traps and ambushes using themselves as bait.
The bait worked, the Monsters came to the ambush and Markus got a good look at them... Werewolves.
They came to the ambush... And tore straight through it... The hunting party was completely decimated... Markus lay bleeding on the ground from a deep claw gash... A naked woman approached him out of the haze of his blurry vision, knelt before him, and bit him.
When he awoke he was the only one alive. Everybody else was ripped to shreds. The sun was going down, he would have to make a camp and tend to his wounds.
As he grew older that charisma only grew, his kindness and willingness to help people brought people to seek him out for help or advice and they would do him favors in return.
For his village he was respected and looked up to, even by the elders. He was skilled, competent, and selfless as he worked for the betterment of his village. People always told his parents that the gods blessed the village through them and their son.
But by the time he turned twenty disaster struck. A raving band of monsters were terrorizing the country villages, and since their village was the only one with a wall in the area refugees began pouring in for safety.
Their village did the best they could to help, making as much room as possible and helping provide enough food, but it couldn't last for long.
A hunting party was put together with Markus at the lead. Once the beasts were dealt with everyone could go home and nobody would starve.
Of course the hunters knew they were being hunted as well, so Markus had them set up traps and ambushes using themselves as bait.
The bait worked, the Monsters came to the ambush and Markus got a good look at them... Werewolves.
They came to the ambush... And tore straight through it... The hunting party was completely decimated... Markus lay bleeding on the ground from a deep claw gash... A naked woman approached him out of the haze of his blurry vision, knelt before him, and bit him.
When he awoke he was the only one alive. Everybody else was ripped to shreds. The sun was going down, he would have to make a camp and tend to his wounds.