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Klaus "Santa" Gerinnt

"I used to love one of them... Tell me, Am I cured of that madness?"

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a character in “Crimson Guild”, as played by OverworkedWarden

Description

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Name:
Klaus Gerinnt

Alias:
Christmas - Santa - (etc.)

Race:
Human

Gender:
Male

Age:
32

Height:
6''4

Weight:
175 lbs.

Hair:
What used to be a silken dark brown that only reached his earlobe, Klaus has disregarded what you would call fashion sense.
Over the years as part of the Crimson Guild, his hair has grown and been cut into a jet black choppy cut, that reaches his shoulders.
Instead of it's old, silken feel, it is now a rough, and tangled mess that somehow doesn't appear "frizzy" , as it's mostly tied into a short ponytail.
His face isn't a forest though, as he does have his limits on neglecting his physical features, instead, his chin and cheek's facial hairs are kept at a thin layer of
stubble, and sometimes, if the event calls for it, he will appear clean-shaven.

Eyes:
Eyes that are usually slitted to battle high surface winds decorate his face, though when in normal conditions, his eyes are a half-lidded
Dark Brown, with flecks of Darkened grey dotting and lining his eyes.

Physical Structure:
A lanky and lightly muscled man, he's stronger in his arms and a close second with his legs, as he stays a distance from the Lycan he hunts, and will attempt to dodge
away whenever spotted to a different location that is still in bow-range.

Skin Tone:
An almost ghastly pale, Klaus tans easily, and gets burned even more easily.
He doesn't have any freckles or beauty marks that are immediately noticed, but a small spiral shape on his right shoulder marks him.

Scars:
Numerous scars cover his arms, as he uses them mostly for deflecting or at the least shielding him from blows from either a blade or claw.
He has three easy to see scars that cover his left shoulder and one that almost lines his neck. All scars seemed to have been shallow ones, but they do not heal.
They are only Three inches in length.

Handed:
Right.

Personality

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When around people he knows and/or are close to, he tends to be a casual, down-to earth guy, making the occasional remark that sends people either thinking or to the floor with laughter. He smiles quite a lot, though it usually doesn't reach his eyes, he is completely serious around the Red Cap if there are other people around, and if alone, he's either a bit on edge, or completely friendly.

When hunting lycans or hunting altogether, he isn't one to utter a word other than orders.
He's quite serious about his job, and will NOT let others take the easy route up the ladder, making them work for their reputation, only helping with menial things that no one would want to be caught doing.

Equipment

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With a grey and green hunting cloak always on him or by his side, Klaus tends to blend into the foliage when hunting, as he is known for using his bow and arrow with a deft hand.
Other than the bow and arrow, Klaus can occasionally be seen using an iron shortsword or dagger.

What bow he uses depends on the place he is going to, occasionally deviating from the traditional bow and arrow to a crossbow for quicker missions.
His main bow, one that he has dubbed "Corinth", reaches his shoulder when on the ground and he can fire of to three silver or poison tipped arrows at a time.

He also wears a large pocket watch that hold a picture of his wife, unbeknownst to most of his friends.

History

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Born in ignorant and unworldly hamlet near a great forest, Klaus was one of those people that hated his life in the farmlands, despite the quiet peace and the occasional peddler that visits. In truth, his hometown was a haven to travelers, provided they could fight themselves.
When Klaus had turned seventeen, his parents urged him to finally take his first journey to a larger town that was believed to hold his future lover. The journey didn't come without trials, as many lycans roamed, once in a while taking the occasional traveler or villageman.

But thankfully, something came out of the journey, as he met a young woman, two years younger, named Corinth. She was a pretty girl working in her father's tavern, the same tavern that Klaus had decided to rest in after he made his way to the town.
The two immediately fell in love, and soon, when both were considered old enough to marry, and Corinth three months with child, they were soon a couple. Corinth, aged to twenty and Klaus to twenty-two.
They promptly moved back to Klaus's village to continue in a peaceful environment opposed to the hustle and bustle of Corinth's hometown.

That's when disaster struck. Three months together as husband and wife, a large group of lycans raided the hamlet. Klaus woke up to the cries of his mother and father as they slowly died from blood loss in front of the house.
Experience from hunting game for the village helped him stay somewhat calm as he threw on a cloak and grabbed his weapons, a bow and it's quiver, and a shortsword strapped to his hip. Successfully killing one from his rooftop, he spotted his wife, across the dirt road, cornered by two lycans twice her size. He killed one, only to watch the other spread the virus to her. He knew what would happen if he left her like that. She would change herself.

Despite his love for her and his soon-to-be child, he killed her swiftly with his sword, and cremated her behind his house on the fields she had cared for tenderly, now trampled over and withering.

After two days, with what was left of his village, ten men and women, and two children, Klaus stayed locked up in his house, bedded with a high fever, mostly due to shock and the loss of his wife. The other villagers soon grew wary of him, and discovered he was ill. They were persuaded into thinking that he was soon to start changing and that he would help the rest of the pack into the village again.

With Klaus still sick, he was thrown out of the village gates and promptly his own existence was renounced by anyone he remotely knew.
He had heard from one of the travelers from his childhood that the Crimson Guild might give him a chance, and he travelled the path to where the then current Red Cap, Devin Creed. Showing that it was only a fever, he trained under the mentors of the Crimson Guild to master the bow and how to use a sword the right way.

And this is where the story takes us now...

So begins...

Klaus "Santa" Gerinnt's Story