Post by The Loathed on Mar 4, 2009 22:00:29 GMT -5
Name: Kukrix
Nickname:
Age: 78
Gender: Male
Race: Humanoid
Height/Weight: 5'11 ||| 175
Appearance:
Nickname:
Age: 78
Gender: Male
Race: Humanoid
Height/Weight: 5'11 ||| 175
Appearance:
Stormcrow is almost six feet tall. His body is lithe yet muscular. One eye is blue, and the other eye is green.Picture:
He wears feathers in his hair like the warrior Natives of America did, hundreds of years ago. Although he has no piercings, he has several tattoos.
The first set of tattoos are black wings on his back, with incredible detail. A tribal chain wraps around both of his wrists, and finally the last tattoo is too covered in scars to decipher, as if gouged out of his skin, on his left shoulder.
i536.photobucket.com/albums/ff323/PeresHolopainen/Nightwish1/Semttulo10.jpgPersonality:
Stormcrow is reserved and very empathetic. He can relate well with people, but is just as capable of being a lone wolf as he is of being a social butterfly. His mood is generally calm, and he is not quite a leader or a follower, but a different breed of both.Likes/Dislikes: Powers:
Therianthropy: Stormcrow can shift forms between a human and a crow at will.Weaknesses:
Regeneration: Unless injured in crow form, the injuries sustained by his human form regenerate over time, much faster than a normal human.
The crow form is very frail, and whatever injuries it sustains, the human form sustains as well, and they do not regenerate.Other Skills:
To list a few, Stormcrow has excellent reflexes, incredible eye sight, and limited night vision. Also, the majority of his unarmed fighting style centers around using his legs as the driving force of attacks.History:
Stormcrow has two primary weapons: an iron-shod quarterstaff and a dagger.
Stormcrow was just a normal person up until his twenty-first birthday. On that fateful day, he was mugged on his way home from work and left to die in a ditch. Legends speak of crows being the messengers and gatherers of Death, and on that day, the legends proved true.Other Characters:
A terrible storm brewed and erupted as Stormcrow bled out in the ditch. A crow watched him from overhead, sitting in the limb of a tree. A fateful stroke of lightning smashed into the bird and tree limb. The crow fell close to Stormcrow, and about that time a strange pressure gently probed his mind.
He blacked out shortly thereafter, and the next time he woke up, he was in a hospital. His back stung, as did the pink marks where he had been stabbed. Strange black tattoos surrounded both wrists, and also explained the stinging on his back.
Since that fateful encounter with Death, Stormcrow has not aged, and learned of his abilities of shape shifting. He is drawn towards Death, and has a strange ability to bring peace to the dying and agonized souls.