FERRON BLOODMOON

Character's Name: Ferron Bloodmoon

Nicknames: (If Any) The mutt

Age: Twenty four

Gender: Male

Species: Cursed human/werewolf

Abilities: Lacks magic entirely, but is very skilled with weapons. He often carries around an arsenal of weapons to meet any situation, and is a master with both the bow and his twin swords. His control over his wolven form is absolute.

Appearance:

Human:

His most obvious feature is his feral look. Pronounced canines make him look more beast-like than a normal human. His skin is tan, though not heavily so. His eyes are signal blue. Hair is neck-length, black, and a bit spiky. His nose is more pronounced, though not actually huge, suggesting a good sense of smell. He stands about six foot nine, and has visible muscle. He is somewhat wiry, which makes him look slightly less dangerous than he actually is.

He prefers to wear simple leather outfits, focusing on function and durability over style. He will often wear a cloak to disguise his packs of supplies which are strapped on his person at any time. He almost always will have his twin swords, Silver and Water, as well as his bow, Moon, which he uses to fire off his special arrows.

Wolf:

In wolf form, Ferron is a large midnight black beast. Despite standing at about four foot six, he is surprisingly fast and quiet, using the pads on his feet to avoid making noise as he runs. He has several scars visible in this form, most notably a long, thin line down his right side. His fur is about an inch and a half long, which helps him look smaller than he actually is. His eyes are slitted, oddly enough, and his front-most fangs are slightly longer than natural, giving him an almost saber-toothed look. 


Personality:

Ferron is a sadistic and very dark individual. He is capable of tormenting and murdering with no moral strife. It isn't that he feels nothing for the act of killing or those that are his victims, it's instead that he simply doesn't care. In his mind, if they weren't strong enough to kill him, then they did not deserve to live. He is very amoral, willing to do anything to accomplish his goals, as long as it doesn't break the rules his ideals set for him.

While his ideals themselves are complicated, His rules are simple and can be summed up as follows: Liars are trash, Traitors are worse. Those who are adopted as a member of the pack are allies, and their lives are worth more than his own. Respect the laws of nature, and accept their decrees.

In effect, this means that he will never lie, though he is a big fan of using exact words to get around this. If he makes a promise or chooses a side, he will not betray them unless they do so first. 

He takes great pleasure in determining whether the will and/or strength of one person or party is capable of overpowering those of another and genuinely respects people of strong will and unshakable conviction, but cares little to nothing for lives that are affected or even lost as a consequence of the conflicts that arise. Even his own life is accountable to his warped ideals and he is only too glad to put his existence on the line. 


History: 
He serves in the same mercenary unit as Balthoron, and has become friends with the elf, adopting him into his 'pack'. 

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