"Tonight, we feast on stupid mutt flesh!" * >:D * --------------------------------------------------------------------- Full Name: Bit'zaur Surtzis Species: Icca'arricar Gender: Male Age: 93 Personality: Violent, bully, spatially attuned, jerk Powers: None Quirks: Is quite big (a little over ten feet tall), can roll at high speeds, has strange methods of sensing, is bald, and a big jerk Strengths: Armor, durability, steamrolling, hunting tactics, physical attack/ offense, smacking Weakness: Bad temper, swimming, conversation, honey based foods, singing Profession: Wolf Hunter Master: None Apprentice: None (Wouldn't have the patience for one) Companions: Meat (Snack) Likes: Honey based foods, meat, slaughtering wildlife, teasing weaker individuals, sales, perfumes, sand dunes, big trees, funny actions or events Dislikes: The oceans and seas, questions, licensing, winter, small spaces, vegetables Basic Story: He hails from an unspecified warring tribe, but he broke off the traditional route of warrior, and found favor in the more profitable "hunting profession". He goes where ever he is permitted to hunt, and when the pay rolls in; he lives it up in town until the next offer comes his way. ___________________________________________ Inventory: Wolf sausage, a random tooth, moldy bread, someone's tax bill, hair, a rock, a polishing rag.
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