Name: Thenin Lorie
Age:34
Height:6'0
weight:197
face: Wears a mask.
Job: Relic Hunter
Powers:Telekinesis,Psychic, Telepathic. The stronger the use the more weakened he gets making him almost useless in battle.
Weapon: Sword named Seleke he carries strapped to his back.
Fighting style.
Thenin uses his body as weapons. He is a taijutsu specialist., mastering
allowed him to fight his opponent's as equals. His first form of
Taijutsu was Koppōjutsu, meaning breaking bones. The Koppōjutsu allows
the user to strike with powerful attacks against their opponents. The
next form he learned to master was Koshijutsu,Striking of the nerve
points and muscles.When he mastered these two forms it opened a Master
level to him.This new level of master was named, Dakentaijutsu.
Dakentaijutsu allows Kabul to attack with Koppōjutsu and Koshijutsu in a
fight.
Personality:Thenin personality seems a little rough at times, since he rarely sees things simple. Even though he is a rough person to be around he will always listen to a person when they need some one to speak with. Thenin also voices his opinions on all topics that involve him indulging in a little fun, fun being mean in fighting and sneaking into enemy camps.
HISTORY/FAMILY HISTORY In the land of Attandar Moriduin, a race of wild elves roam free from war and politics, we are the Wild Ones. These elves are he descendants of the Avari, a Elven people who had turned their backs to our people, and choose two different paths. the first was that those of us who refused the Great Journey to Valinor and remained wandering in the lands.The second path was the downfall of the proud and the weak,were corrupted by Melkor in ancient days to become the progenitors of the race of Orcs.
My people tend to be brash and hold on to old traditions. We do not show mercy and we never take prisoners. We are masters of stealth, moving from tree to tree with out disrupting a single leaf. We move like the four legged animals, we stand and walk on two, but when we run we move on all fours like the mighty wolfs. Unlike most elves we had been experimented on, by some mage that the Dark Lord had sent to our village. Though we did not know who he was at first, we welcomed him to our village. After weeks of stay with the Avari he had asked us to use magic to make the children stronger and faster, to bring out the full potential of our bodies. The elder had agreed with the Black Numenorian Wizard.
The Avari people had changed half their children, for this mage and then he went missing. No word ever reached our ears about him, so we dreaded the worst. Over time the Avari, my people became to resent the newly blessed ones. They called us the wild ones, they treated us as imperfects, or abominations of the world. Soon, they casted us out from our homes, the elder had been with us when we left. The Wild ones traveled for many ten days, always searching for a home. Then after many ten day's they happened to come across the Attandar Moriduin,land of two dark rivers.
Attandar Moriduin, is where I found peace and enjoyed my life. We started a village and began ceremonies for marriage and other such occasions. Being of animalistic features, we used magic to tattoo our bodies with designs of war. Years went by and then came my one hundredth, and the elder sought me out. In his home he spoke to me about quest that I must take to receive the power of earth magic.