Talon Harvard Gillet

An odd youth

a character in “Arcane Armageddon”, as played by MrMurdoch

Last seen at: The Grande

Groups

Description

RACE (Lycan/Human) Lycan
CHARACTER AGE (No one under 14): 19
SIDE (Revolt, Rebel, Human): Revolt
ELEMENT(S) (Lycans only, maximum of TWO): Darkness
GENDER: Male
VERBAL DESCRIPTION OF LOOKS (Yes, VERBAL):
Talon's pretty average for the most part. He has pale skin which clashes with his icy blue eyes and deep brown, habitually messy hair. He bears a scar which runs vertically across his left eye, and another in the shape of an "X" covering his back. He depends on a wheelchair, though he doesn't seem to mind it much.
IMAGE (Optional):
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Personality

TALENTS (ie: Drawing, golf, piano): Playing guitar and piano as well as singing.

Equipment

PRIMARY WEAPON: LWI-AR-BIII
SECONDARY WEAPON: Antique Winchester rifle
SPECIALTY: Swords and daggers

History

Not much is known about Talon's past. All that is known for sure is that when he was seven, his parents were murdered. He then escaped the run-down orphanage he'd been sent into and fled into living on the streets.

After several years of intense training and work, Talon became one of the youngest squadron leaders in history, currently controlling squadron CA239.

Talon Harvard Gillet's Story

# Battlegrounds, 2010-08-16 21:52:00, as written by MrMurdoch
Talon Harvard Gillet growled and hoisted his pistol style LWI-AR-BIII over his shoulder. His icy blue eyes scanned the horizon. The boy was in Lycan form, thus in place of a human, there stood a hulking, bipedal figure with a wolfish muzzle, head, ears, and hind legs, yet the furry arms and hands of a human...that is, if humans had giant claws topping each finger! His fur was a silky dark brown, and a pair of canines to rival a sabertooth tiger's were clearly visible.

# The Eroberung Caf??, 2010-10-13 18:08:33, as written by MrMurdoch
Talon sighed, raising a brow as he wandered casually into the bar, looking about curiously as he parked himself before the bar itself, ordering a beer and replaying with a mumbled
"Thanks"
after he received said drink. After a few moments of sipping at the bottle of what he guessed (by taste) was Bud Lite, he produced a guitar from the case which hung from the handle of his chair.

As he began strumming out the tune of Yes It Is by The Beatles, he observed his surroundings. Odd, he thought silently to himself. I'd have thought that there's be slightly more people than this by this time of the day... he contemplated as he persisted to strum away on the battered instrument.