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Jace Carlile

"I'm sorry if I am not who you thought I was, but we all have our secrets"

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a character in “The Wargs”, originally authored by CrownTheEmpire, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Jace Carlile
Hunter

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[Age]
22
[Region]
Mountains
[Physical Description]
Jace definitely isn’t what someone would see as a hunter. He isn’t as fit as others and he certainly has a face that most couldn’t see killing or hurting anyone. Of course, he uses that to his benefit. He has brown hair with deep brown eyes and a face that always seems to be smiling. He stands around 6’2” and is lithe in stature.



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[Personality]
Towards other humans, Jace is kind and caring, quirky to say the least. He has an odd form of humor and generally loves to laugh. Jace tends to keep his past guarded and won’t talk of his little sister. When pushed, he will lash out and afterwards become really quiet. Towards Wargs, well he doesn’t really let them speak.

[Quirks]
When annoyed he has a blank face
He tends to talk to himself when alone and bored.

[Likes/Dislikes]
+Humor
+Music
+Nature

-Wargs
-Thinking of His Sister


[Talents]
Knows much in hand to hand combat
Knows much about wildlife and plants
Good at tracking
Photographic memory

[History]
When Jace was seven he heard something in his little sister’s room. She was whimpering and when he went into a room, a man was holding her by her hair. It took the boy a moment to realize she was dead. The man was a Warg and a serial killer, using his animal companion to attack Jace as the man fled. Having the scars to prove it, Jace had vowed to kill any Warg he could in revenge for his sister.



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So begins...

Jace Carlile's Story

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The sun rose slowly coloring the sky with an array of pink, orange, and red shades. The air has the clean and brisk scent of a chilly spring morning. The grass is in dew, except in the savanna where the air and ground gets more dry the closer one get’s to the river, and of course in the Desert area, where the sun beats down mercilessly, and it doesn’t cool down until you reach the tundra. In the tropical section of the Forest lands, the air is alive with the sound of exotic birds and insects, in the deciduous part, it’s quieter, but songbirds still chirp with the chattering of squirrels and chipmunks occasionally interrupting their song. In the Badlands, everything is eerily quiet, and in the Mountains nothing is heard save for the sounds of whipping winds that get louder the higher one climbs.

For years Wargs have been on the run, trying to escape the hands of prosecution. Lately, there has been some talk. The people are talking of a safe place. One where Hunter’s cannot harm a Warg. It rests in the middle of the continent. It sounds like the best bet to those on the run, those in the Desert will travel north, those in Mountains; east, if placed in the Forests or Prairies; west, and those in the Badlands; south.

Wargs are not the only one’s aware of this place though. Hunters from around the region know of its location and the race begins. Survival being the ultimate goal.

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Jax


Jax wrapped the animal skins he used as a coat closer to him for warmth. He had begun the climb up the mountain. He had also made coverings for Stone, keeping his body warm and wrapping his paws so they wouldn't freeze. The trek was perilous, but from the camp he stumbled upon earlier, he knew that there was another Hunter around. More Hunters meant that it was more likely that a Warg was around somewhere. He would rather be the one that found the monster, but it didn't really matter to him as long as the freak died. Stone stopped suddenly and turned his snout up, sniffing the air. He growled and Jax followed his eyes, a fire. He smirked, either that was the other Hunter, or it was the monster he was looking for. He reached down and rubbed Stone's head, praising the talented dog.