Member
Name: Finnegan “Ripper” Tiberius
Sex: Male
Race: Human, Caucasian
Age: 45
Appearance: Eyes: Green
Hair: Silvery-white
Demeanor: quiet, when human.
Height, Human: 6’7”
Height, Wolf: 7’3”
Religion: Hecataath
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Backstory: North of the Dogiate of Cantazzaro, nestled between The Twilight Crags, there is a great and ferocious warband called The Iron Tide; a mismatched army of Elves, Humans, and 50 werewolves called The Immortals. They raided all along the outskirts of Cantazzaro, pillaging what they could and running before the militia came. But one town was different.
Ostershire.
This is where Finnegan’s mother Eliza lived. She, and the rest of the town, were gathered in the square for a harvest festival; celebrating how bountiful it had been this year. This was the best target for The Iron Tide, so they surrounded the village, and let the Immortals close in. The townsfolk ran for the church, but they were too slow. Entering a bloodrage, the werewolves slaughtered all of them; except Eliza, she managed to avoid her death in town, and a much worse fate.
When Eliza ran from the town, a single werewolf noticed her scent trail off; and he gave chase. She ran, but in the end, he was faster, and she was taken prisoner. You see, every 15 years, all the marauder armies gather in The Twilight crags to allow their Immortals to repopulate. In the valley between 3 mountains, there lies a massive steel cage where the armies keep all their prisoners; the men too weak to fight, and the women that the soldiers captured. At the beginning of the day, all the werewolves rushed into the cage, devouring the men; and raping the women. For 8 hours, the Immortals bred, and the wails from the cages cast a blood-curdling dirge over the steppes.
Then Finnegan was born. Eliza did not survive the birth, after being brutally beaten by the werewolves; So he was raised by One-eyed Jack, the leader of the Iron Tide. Being a hereditary werewolf, Finnegan was trained in unarmed and bastard sword combat, knife throwing, and scent tracking.With the raping of his mother still relatively fresh in his mind, he took out his trauma and anger on raid victims, often leaving them sodomised and psychologically broken. After 17 years of this, he had been honed into the sharpest blade of malice the world had ever seen. With his training done, he murdered Jack; and led the Iron Tide to raid the capital, permanently crippling the Dogiate.
Until one day, he stopped, disappearing from the Tide. Now he works for whoever he chooses, sowing chaos and destruction in their name until he gets bored and moves on, starting the cycle anew.
Motivation: Women, and slaughter
Magic: Lycanthropy. All other magic is for COWARDS
Skills/Strengths: Lockpicking, Knife throwing, able to transform certain body parts to werewolf bits whenever he needs, logical, stitching (flesh or fabric), minor alchemy knowledge, adept smith
Weaknesses: Absolute psychopath, serial rapist, looks down on magic users somewhat, thinks he’s invincible, wrathful, sadistic, reckless
Gear: Leather riding coat, weighted throwing knives(3), steel-toe jackboots, leather fingerless gloves, medium bandages(2), small backpack, waterskin(2), some ye olde beefe jerky, small book of common herbs, 15 gold pieces, stitching needle with tough thread, set of lockpicks, cold iron bastard sword, double-barreled flintlock pistol, steel buckler, 12 oz flask of Arachnae blood
Other: Finnegan will (secretly) designate 2 people in his group that are the highest priority and the lowest priority of staying alive. Where as the highest one has the utmost importance in his eyes (for any reason), he may deem them more valuable than the rest and thus he will go out of his way to make sure they live. The opposite can be said about the lowest, which is usually ranged spellcaster.
Sex: Male
Race: Human, Caucasian
Age: 45
Appearance: Eyes: Green
Hair: Silvery-white
Demeanor: quiet, when human.
Height, Human: 6’7”
Height, Wolf: 7’3”
Religion: Hecataath
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Backstory: North of the Dogiate of Cantazzaro, nestled between The Twilight Crags, there is a great and ferocious warband called The Iron Tide; a mismatched army of Elves, Humans, and 50 werewolves called The Immortals. They raided all along the outskirts of Cantazzaro, pillaging what they could and running before the militia came. But one town was different.
Ostershire.
This is where Finnegan’s mother Eliza lived. She, and the rest of the town, were gathered in the square for a harvest festival; celebrating how bountiful it had been this year. This was the best target for The Iron Tide, so they surrounded the village, and let the Immortals close in. The townsfolk ran for the church, but they were too slow. Entering a bloodrage, the werewolves slaughtered all of them; except Eliza, she managed to avoid her death in town, and a much worse fate.
When Eliza ran from the town, a single werewolf noticed her scent trail off; and he gave chase. She ran, but in the end, he was faster, and she was taken prisoner. You see, every 15 years, all the marauder armies gather in The Twilight crags to allow their Immortals to repopulate. In the valley between 3 mountains, there lies a massive steel cage where the armies keep all their prisoners; the men too weak to fight, and the women that the soldiers captured. At the beginning of the day, all the werewolves rushed into the cage, devouring the men; and raping the women. For 8 hours, the Immortals bred, and the wails from the cages cast a blood-curdling dirge over the steppes.
Then Finnegan was born. Eliza did not survive the birth, after being brutally beaten by the werewolves; So he was raised by One-eyed Jack, the leader of the Iron Tide. Being a hereditary werewolf, Finnegan was trained in unarmed and bastard sword combat, knife throwing, and scent tracking.With the raping of his mother still relatively fresh in his mind, he took out his trauma and anger on raid victims, often leaving them sodomised and psychologically broken. After 17 years of this, he had been honed into the sharpest blade of malice the world had ever seen. With his training done, he murdered Jack; and led the Iron Tide to raid the capital, permanently crippling the Dogiate.
Until one day, he stopped, disappearing from the Tide. Now he works for whoever he chooses, sowing chaos and destruction in their name until he gets bored and moves on, starting the cycle anew.
Motivation: Women, and slaughter
Magic: Lycanthropy. All other magic is for COWARDS
Skills/Strengths: Lockpicking, Knife throwing, able to transform certain body parts to werewolf bits whenever he needs, logical, stitching (flesh or fabric), minor alchemy knowledge, adept smith
Weaknesses: Absolute psychopath, serial rapist, looks down on magic users somewhat, thinks he’s invincible, wrathful, sadistic, reckless
Gear: Leather riding coat, weighted throwing knives(3), steel-toe jackboots, leather fingerless gloves, medium bandages(2), small backpack, waterskin(2), some ye olde beefe jerky, small book of common herbs, 15 gold pieces, stitching needle with tough thread, set of lockpicks, cold iron bastard sword, double-barreled flintlock pistol, steel buckler, 12 oz flask of Arachnae blood
Other: Finnegan will (secretly) designate 2 people in his group that are the highest priority and the lowest priority of staying alive. Where as the highest one has the utmost importance in his eyes (for any reason), he may deem them more valuable than the rest and thus he will go out of his way to make sure they live. The opposite can be said about the lowest, which is usually ranged spellcaster.