Name: Sirec, King of Beasts
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Former occupation: Hunter
Appearance: Standing in at 6 foot 3 inches, Sirec is not the smallest man in the world. However, he is built on a skinny, but dense frame that shows he is stronger that one might think at first. His skin is often a paler white then most, but if he is out in the open, it will darken to a normal to light tan. His hair is a snow like white in the winter, a leaf red during fall, a wood brown at spring, and a leaf green during the summer. His eyes are gold with the natural look of a wolf.
Clothing (Medieval): He usually wears whatever monster he has killed, often liking lizard and similar monster's hides.
Weapons: A bone short sword and a casting gauntlet made from a fox's skeleton.
Skills: Animal speaking, hunting, alchemy, animal control (does not effect 'unnatural' monsters, aka nothing like an animal, or part human monsters), strengthening the positive 'voice in people's heads' (not full control, just making good things, like peace and calmness, feel stronger and more powerful in someone's thoughts.), can jump from tree to tree (in forests and jungles)
Personality: While one might think that Sirec would be more to the chaotic side of life, he is actually more of a peaceful person. While believing that violence in necessary, he thinks it like medicine, too much is a poison. He is all for non-lethal violent competition for dominance, but is not a friend of violence used for personal gains. He thinks of hunting as a part of the circle of life and balance. He also respects when people do not want violence at all.
When in forests, Sirec calms down severely, feeling anxious in crowds. To him, forests are his home, nature his kingdom, and animals his people. He will defend his forests from those who wish to harm them, a trait that was to his detriment. Because of this animal like nature, Sirec is not a fan of not knowing the truth, and holds loyalty to quite a high regard.
Likes: Nature, animals, farmers, small towns, forests, meat (doesn't care if it's cooked), peace, loyalty, truth
Dislikes: Cities, city people, merchants, liars, governments
Background: Born in a farming community, Sirec was always hiding away in the nearby forest. He would often come home with strange plants and do even stranger tests on them. From this he learned much of alchemy, and was often approached to concoct medicine for others. This was a happy enough life for Sirec, but that ended when he was 13. By running to the forests the moment he heard them coming, Sirec survived an attack on his home by the current king's regime. Not able to accept the fate of his town, Sirec ran deeper into the woods. This emotional scar still haunts him.
Over the course of the next 5 years, Sirec learned every other skill that he needed to know to live in the forest, as well as how to speak to and control animals. His hate for cities and the king grew along side him. He did, however, forget his last name. This was the year that Sirec not only made his presence known, but also began a crusade on the king. This continued for three years, making Sirec a personal enemy of the king.
At 21 years of age, Sirec was caught sleeping in a tree. Carefully, he was removed from the tree and put into a cage. He was then transported to the king's personal dungeon, where the king mocked him for a year before he was sent to the prison where Karas was being kept, making the most recent year of his life little more than slop and stone.