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Overall Condition
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Current Status
Living
Power
On the lower end of the spectrum for his species, but still far above the average or even upper limit of a human. This, of course, allows him to do things that could be considered super human.
Speed
Higher than the average for his species, allowing him to cover more ground than others might think possible.
Awareness
Far above average for his species, sight, smell, hearing all at the top end of what his species is capable of. He is rarely caught off guard.
Combat
As a human he prefers to stay at a distance with a large bore rifle taking down his targets at such a distance that they cannot even sense him, up close he uses a revolver or a pair of Kerambit, if forced to fight hand to hand and unable to transform he viciously assaults the vitals with his blades. In his wolf form he likes to use his speed to move in and hamstring his opponent, slowly disabling their limbs, making them helpless only able to lay on the ground and bleed and he can kill them at his leisure.
Intellect
Average, favoring the basics of everything, and not really specializing in anything save for history, mathematics and strategy. It's safer to say he is sharp, clever, but not really " Book Smart".
Technique
Trained in multiple human martial arts, and professionally trained with sidearms and as a sharpshooter, gaining years of real world experience hunting vampires and rogue members of the pack he can be considered quite skilled.
Endurance
Brutally tough, able to treat his body as little more than a meat suit housing his spirit, he won't stop fighting until his heart stops.
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Personal Information
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Connor Chulainn
Age:29
Gender:Male
Race/Main/Sub:Human, Werewolf
Titles:Alpha
Sexual Orientation:Straight
Marital Status:Single
Blood Type:O+
Date of Birth:6/21/19**
Zodiac Sign:Gemini
Height:6'3['/b]
[b]Weight:220lbs
Eye Color:Amber
Occupation (Main):Private Investigator
Occupation (Sub):Vampire Hunter
Education:High school/GED, reading history and strategy books as a hobby.
Language(s):English,
Family/Relatives:None
Friends/Comrades: Unknown
Enemies:All Vampires
Organizations/Tribes/Clans:Previously of the pack until the split, currently running with a few others, trying to keep them all alive.
Former Affiliations:The pack.
Personality:
Solitary, loyal, serious, brutal, pragmatic, Connor is a serious and solitary man, prone to harsh words and even harsher actions, loyal to those he sees as his responsibility and willing to go to almost any length to see them safe and prosperous, able to see the most practical path to an objective he is often viewed as cold by some due to his willingness to sacrifice the few to save the many. Above all though, he wishes for peace and safety for his people. Though, it is obvious that something eats at him, a hatred he can't move pass, and it can drive him to brutality that is truly frightening, animal ferocity guided by human brutality.
Likes/Hobbies:Reading, exercising, cooking, eating the things he cooks, the sun, running with his pack,
Dislikes:Loud things, bad smells, sour creme, ignorance(especially willful ignorance), Vampires,
Fear:Dying in vain, unknown and un-mourned.
Morals:Most of the same morals of an average person, minus some specific ones.
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|Equipment/General appearance|
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He has more scars than he cares to count or remember the cause of. Everything from paper cuts, to shrapnel wounds. He's got them. He has the names of every pack member lost on a hunt tattooed on his right bicep.
Connor generally wears a well worn WW2 surplus German long coat , he got surplus, over a red flannel shirt a pair of olive drab surplus pants with a brown leather belt and heavy leather boots that have seen better days. All of his clothing is well cared for and patched. As he doesn't believe in wasting anything. He has many scars littering his body.
John carries himself through all situation with a level of calm control, that tends to set peoples teeth on edge. His presence is at once, laid back, and threatening. He moves like a predator on the hunt without even realizing. The years of hunting and warring with vampires having conditioned his body language to never show weakness, only threat, even when near death.
-Mateba Revolver(.45cal) Six round cylinder, (shoulder holster, concealed in coat.) 2XSpeed loaders
-Thomson Contender(.50cal) Single shot pistol ( right handed cross draw at small of back.)
-pair of Kerambit knives, (one at each hip.)
Silver pocket watch, that he always keeps on his person, in his left shirt pocket.
Zippo lighter, small general purpose first aid kit, wallet, keys, loose change
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History
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Born to a werewolf father and a human mother Connor was inducted into the pack of his father at a young age, growing up beside other legacies he quickly set himself apart from the rest, asserting dominance in his small group at an age where others were just learning to do basic mathematics, his father was so proud, a Beta himself and leader of a small group of hunters, he and the others in their small pack saw Connor as a shoe in for Beta when his father took the mantle of Alpha, that all changed when his father's hunting party was ambushed by vampires while searching for a missing scout, things only went downhill from there, fleeing with his mother in the family truck, the bed full of weaponry and little else they ran, for years they ran, Connor took to human weaponry and fighting like a wolf to hunting and threw himself into that training, intent on being at a level of military proficiency by the time he came into his heritage, and ability to turn, his pack torn apart around him and with nowhere to turn to, Connor spent the time after his first packs fall as a runaway, with only his mother as company, fleeing from human authorities and Vampire alike, he learned to kill the blood sucking monsters from a young age, taking his first set of fangs at fourteen, it would be a pair of weeks after this that his mother was killed in their motel room while he was out working, after that he was alone, spending a long period of time away from humans, hunting, training, working, he was like a machine and then he came to Cherry Blossom, and met the pack there, it was rough going at first as an outsider but quickly established himself as a strong member, becoming the Beta and when the pack split and Alpha in his own right, taking his half of the pack and hunting down vampires wherever they might find them, whether as wolves or with human weaponry.
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Overall Condition
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Current Status
Living
Power
On the lower end of the spectrum for his species, but still far above the average or even upper limit of a human. This, of course, allows him to do things that could be considered super human.
Speed
Higher than the average for his species, allowing him to cover more ground than others might think possible.
Awareness
Far above average for his species, sight, smell, hearing all at the top end of what his species is capable of. He is rarely caught off guard.
Combat
As a human he prefers to stay at a distance with a large bore rifle taking down his targets at such a distance that they cannot even sense him, up close he uses a revolver or a pair of Kerambit, if forced to fight hand to hand and unable to transform he viciously assaults the vitals with his blades. In his wolf form he likes to use his speed to move in and hamstring his opponent, slowly disabling their limbs, making them helpless only able to lay on the ground and bleed and he can kill them at his leisure.
Intellect
Average, favoring the basics of everything, and not really specializing in anything save for history, mathematics and strategy. It's safer to say he is sharp, clever, but not really " Book Smart".
Technique
Trained in multiple human martial arts, and professionally trained with sidearms and as a sharpshooter, gaining years of real world experience hunting vampires and rogue members of the pack he can be considered quite skilled.
Endurance
Brutally tough, able to treat his body as little more than a meat suit housing his spirit, he won't stop fighting until his heart stops.
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Personal Information
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Connor Chulainn
Age:29
Gender:Male
Race/Main/Sub:Human, Werewolf
Titles:Alpha
Sexual Orientation:Straight
Marital Status:Single
Blood Type:O+
Date of Birth:6/21/19**
Zodiac Sign:Gemini
Height:6'3['/b]
[b]Weight:220lbs
Eye Color:Amber
Occupation (Main):Private Investigator
Occupation (Sub):Vampire Hunter
Education:High school/GED, reading history and strategy books as a hobby.
Language(s):English,
Family/Relatives:None
Friends/Comrades: Unknown
Enemies:All Vampires
Organizations/Tribes/Clans:Previously of the pack until the split, currently running with a few others, trying to keep them all alive.
Former Affiliations:The pack.
Personality:
Solitary, loyal, serious, brutal, pragmatic, Connor is a serious and solitary man, prone to harsh words and even harsher actions, loyal to those he sees as his responsibility and willing to go to almost any length to see them safe and prosperous, able to see the most practical path to an objective he is often viewed as cold by some due to his willingness to sacrifice the few to save the many. Above all though, he wishes for peace and safety for his people. Though, it is obvious that something eats at him, a hatred he can't move pass, and it can drive him to brutality that is truly frightening, animal ferocity guided by human brutality.
Likes/Hobbies:Reading, exercising, cooking, eating the things he cooks, the sun, running with his pack,
Dislikes:Loud things, bad smells, sour creme, ignorance(especially willful ignorance), Vampires,
Fear:Dying in vain, unknown and un-mourned.
Morals:Most of the same morals of an average person, minus some specific ones.
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|Equipment/General appearance|
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He has more scars than he cares to count or remember the cause of. Everything from paper cuts, to shrapnel wounds. He's got them. He has the names of every pack member lost on a hunt tattooed on his right bicep.
Connor generally wears a well worn WW2 surplus German long coat , he got surplus, over a red flannel shirt a pair of olive drab surplus pants with a brown leather belt and heavy leather boots that have seen better days. All of his clothing is well cared for and patched. As he doesn't believe in wasting anything. He has many scars littering his body.
John carries himself through all situation with a level of calm control, that tends to set peoples teeth on edge. His presence is at once, laid back, and threatening. He moves like a predator on the hunt without even realizing. The years of hunting and warring with vampires having conditioned his body language to never show weakness, only threat, even when near death.
-Mateba Revolver(.45cal) Six round cylinder, (shoulder holster, concealed in coat.) 2XSpeed loaders
-Thomson Contender(.50cal) Single shot pistol ( right handed cross draw at small of back.)
-pair of Kerambit knives, (one at each hip.)
Silver pocket watch, that he always keeps on his person, in his left shirt pocket.
Zippo lighter, small general purpose first aid kit, wallet, keys, loose change
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History
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Born to a werewolf father and a human mother Connor was inducted into the pack of his father at a young age, growing up beside other legacies he quickly set himself apart from the rest, asserting dominance in his small group at an age where others were just learning to do basic mathematics, his father was so proud, a Beta himself and leader of a small group of hunters, he and the others in their small pack saw Connor as a shoe in for Beta when his father took the mantle of Alpha, that all changed when his father's hunting party was ambushed by vampires while searching for a missing scout, things only went downhill from there, fleeing with his mother in the family truck, the bed full of weaponry and little else they ran, for years they ran, Connor took to human weaponry and fighting like a wolf to hunting and threw himself into that training, intent on being at a level of military proficiency by the time he came into his heritage, and ability to turn, his pack torn apart around him and with nowhere to turn to, Connor spent the time after his first packs fall as a runaway, with only his mother as company, fleeing from human authorities and Vampire alike, he learned to kill the blood sucking monsters from a young age, taking his first set of fangs at fourteen, it would be a pair of weeks after this that his mother was killed in their motel room while he was out working, after that he was alone, spending a long period of time away from humans, hunting, training, working, he was like a machine and then he came to Cherry Blossom, and met the pack there, it was rough going at first as an outsider but quickly established himself as a strong member, becoming the Beta and when the pack split and Alpha in his own right, taking his half of the pack and hunting down vampires wherever they might find them, whether as wolves or with human weaponry.
