Aliases: Ro
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Face Claim: David Tennant
Extra physical info: Calloused hands from lots of outdoor work, keen eyes, scrawny and rather tall, physically more mature than his age.
Power: Shapeshifting. Roald is able to transform into different animals, though at the current moment he's not able to by choice. Transformations are currently disorienting, painful, and frightening. Each form has the same dark hair/coat colour and dark brown eyes as Roald. Due to different anatomies, which he's unused to, he's hardly able to move in these forms. His shifting can be blocked by blessed silver shackles, and moonlight gives him strength and focus. Concentrate that moonlight, and he's crippled.
Personality: Ro is a listener most times. Quiet, reserved, and creative. When threatened or confused, however, he becomes very vocal. Instability is something he doesn't handle well. During times of conflict, he requires a rock, someone to ground him and keep him collected. He's not violent at all unless threatened. A comforter for others when comfortable himself. Unafraid to ask for help.
Biography: Roald grew up as the only child of a single father in rural Scotland. His mother left two months after he was born, too overcome with the burden of raising a child. His father loved Ro, and though he didn't have much time to raise the boy, he would allot camping trips and various other outdoor activities for the two of them and whatever dogs they had at the time whenever he could. Roald learned survival skills and workmanship quickly because of this. Other than these trips, his main hobbies were television, movies, and reading. He became enamoured with the tricks of the camera. By the age of ten he realised he wanted to do something in the realm of theatre.
Unlike most, he didn't pursue acting, instead leaning more towards various crews and film classes in high school. He was accepted into an esteemed college and started working towards becoming a cameraman. Throughout the few years he'd been there, he kept his head down. His grades, as with the schooling in his past, were fairly average, if a bit better in certain subjects, English among them. He had few friends, but those who managed to break through his asocial shell were kept close.
Autumn break went sour this year. Roald elected to stay at the academy for a couple days before heading home. On the day he planned on leaving, he took a final walk through the woods near the school. Halfway through his second mile, excruciating pain gripped him. All he was aware of before blacking out was a searing through his spine, hot flashes, the ground, and footsteps. The Facility.
Likes: Pop culture, animals, the outdoors
Dislikes: Confined spaces, being watched, isolation
Strengths: Survival tactics, compassion
Weaknesses: Blessed silver, emotional torment
Fears: Isolation
