❝They once called me General, Beast, Monster. I will show why if you cross me.❞
Iorn | Woodkid
★Name★
Oreron Hall
☀Age☀
38
♀Gender♂
Male
♥Sexuality and relationship status♥
Possibly bisexual, widowed and not looking
∞Race∞
Homoneco
☁Personality☁
Oreron is a man that would rather let his actions speak than his words. However, these actions mostly boil down to savage murder if it is to someone that has deeply crossed him. Most times he is quite content to watch from a distance, now that he is a father again. However, this does not mean he is oblivious to whatever is around him, he is constantly on alert even in the safest of places due to a long stint of paranoia.
If angered; At his worst, Oreron is a bloodthristy monster. Killing for the sake of death itself and the rush of ending another necos life so that his own may continue. it is not uncommon for him and his daughter to be covered in the blood of other neco who tried to ambush them. At best, he is VERY intimidating to nearly everyone aside from his daughter who is almost always nearby if not next to him. His authoritative manner that was left over from the war as a survival instinct, and is not above giving orders to those he believes needs it.
For those that have gained his trust, he is a very pleasant man to be around. A gentile giant and very playful as he often play fights with his daughter, Owsla and anyone else who wishes to join. Often times helping out without a second word and giving his part to a camp if needed through hunting.
♞Body build♞
Oreron, although starting to pass his prime, is what one would call the pinnacle of the neco kind. Toned, well built and standing at a very tall 6'11". To say anything about him is that standing near would nearly dwarf any man.
☪Face description☪
Oreron has a very hard face, angular and more wolfish if one would say so. However, the one thing that stands out is the massive scar that reaches from ear to ear as if he had been slashed across his mouth.
☭clothing/armour/markings/extras☭
Other than scars that riddle his entire body, his normal clothing outside of his armor is just a simple tunic and slik pants. on the rare occations that his hair is done in a tail, he does have a pair of bone rods that keep it in place.
▲Pets/none weaponry devices▲
This armor is his pride and joy (less so that his girl) and was hand built in the war. It is dented, scared and very well used, but still functions as a stealth suit and battle armor. It is meant for him to crawl on all fours as to increase agility.
✘ Weapons ✘
As of this moment, his weapons are whatever he can get his hands on, his bare hands and on occation, his daughter's knife.
/Defense\
As stated in non-weaponry devices.
☠Skills and techniques ☠
+Blacksmith: Oreron is very skilled in the old ways of armor making as well as the new. Often being able to clean and sharpen the rusted and dullest of blades and fix many kinds of armor as well as evaluate it.
+Tech mechanic: Due to his time in the war, he learned the in and outs of many kinds of techology and new kinds can be quickly replicated by him if he can get the parts for them. Same goes for fixing said tech.
+ Stealth: His and his daughter are very skilled in stealth kills and ambushes due to the fact that they usually hunt to put food on the table.
+Hand to hand combat: Fighting Oreron one on one is a near death sentence due tot he fact that he not only fights dirty, but at times fights to kill and dominate his opponent. He fights more like an animal than a normal neco.
✂Flaws✂
Where to begin...other than the fact that oreron (and his bloodline) have the worse tempers in existance, his voice suffers from disuse and often must clear his throat or drink something to keep him from sounding like he is growling and hissing his words. He also has a habit of not talking to people that give off a bad intention and often prefers a swift answer (usually a snarl or a swift punch in the face) to get his point across. While not suffering these as much, he does often have nightmares of his past life. He is also a strict meele fighter, so he can't do much unless you give him an opperotunity to get right up in your face.
Another, albeit a funny one, is that he's lost all manner of social cadence other than being polite. He is a savage, will shovel food into his maw with reckless abandon if a buffet is put out in front of him, burp when he feels like it, walk on all fours outside of his armor at his leisure and generally look out of place among city dwellers. Let alone the social elite.
♚Basic history♚
Oreron is a well-known and very feared general of a large neco clan back in the war. Known for dispising fear in all it's forms, it was said that he rip the necks open of subordenates that refused a command. At this time he showed no remorse to the enemy, Neco or Sapian.
That is until one Neco stole his heart. A neco woman from the opposite side that he had fought. Both of them leaving each other badly wounded, but smitten with the other. The caused a sort of long term game of going off with one another during days where there was little fighting and soon abandoned their clans to be with one another; seeing that there was more to mindless death and desruction. For a few years afterwards they lived in a small village where neco and sapian lived in peace and soon had a child together.
But this peace did not last long. Both of their clans came, making the village their battleground and found the two, Kalleeen heavily pregnant in Oreron's arms. He fought them off as best as he could but was soon overwhelmed by sheer numbers and forced to watch as they killed his mate and tore out his child from her belly. He soon fell uncounsious as he was tortured for his treason and left to die with his mate. But he still lived, mourning the murder of his mate and the kidnapping of his daughter; he burned her body and scattered in the winds and took vengeance upon both clans by killing them off squad by squad in the wastelands. This earned him the name of the beast of the wastes.
After this, he wandered the land in search of his daughter, meeting other necos and sapians along the way until he was literally blindsided by her attack. She thought he was a souldier, but one look at her eyes and he knew, taking her into his arms and not letting go.
Since then, they've been living off the land as nomads since he is well known and staying in one place for too long could spell trouble for the both of them.
♛History with the war including thoughts♛
Oreron was a general of one of the largest clans and looking back on that time, he feels shame for what he has done. Fighting in the war against his fellow Neco as well as his own genetic ancestors, along with loosing his mate because of it has effected him in ways that had once left him a bloodthristy monster bent on killing to purge his own demon. Ones that he still carries to this day even with finally being a father to the daughter he once lost. He sees the sapians as his ancestors and will not harm one if he can help it. Even going out of his way to help those in need. However, he is much more hostile to neco who cling to the war days of killing without reason, and is not above killing such a neco.
♫Events to note so far in the RP♫
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-Cities make him nervous, an emotion that he doesn't show much anymore. Not because of the noise or the size of said city, but because of so many people in one play as well as all the lights.
-Oreron has a massive sweet tooth. Best way to bribe him is by giving them both chocolate.