Post by Raleigh Cooper on Oct 14, 2018 22:18:39 GMT -2
Played By: Aztec
Face Claim:Viggo Mortensen
Name: Ralegih Cooper
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race:
Conchen
Allegiance:
Lotte
States
Strength- 6
Speed- 6
Intelligence- 6
Endurance- 5
Dexterity- 5
Craft- 2
Powers:
Shift - Warshlin
Telepathy- 5
Water- 10
Human Appearance:
Raleigh is a well built man. Carved and honed out of years of fighting within the arenas. He walks with an odd gate, as if he were intoxicated. A rolling, odd walk. He is as lithe as a cat, however. He always wears an easy going, lopsided smile. His smile, like his head are never quite even. His head is always cocked to one side in various degrees. Never quite sitting on straight. His hair is always messy, rarely ever kept. He leans towards the darker hues of the world's fashion. Blacks, dark greens, browns. He carries with him an assortment of things in a leather satchel. Ink, a book to take notes and write in. Supplies. He is quite protective of his bag. Growing up as a woodsman before being capture, he owns daggers, a bow and quiver, and a pistol. He has since learned how to handle many other weapons, though he tends to keep these items on his person.
Animal Appearance:
(Image will be updated with colors later).
Raleigh has taken the form of a Warshlin. Though this form was corrupted at a young age. The body seems to be disintegrating in some areas, falling away in a continuous stream of smoke and ash. Bone and muscle can be seen beneath the black vapors that waft off of his body. Despite this he does not bleed from these gapping wounds, nor do they seem to bring him any pain. These holes in his body constantly move and change every time he shifts. Growing and shrinking, at times taking away half a limb or his jaw, yet he never seems in pain or has trouble using his limbs when in this state. His central spines along his back have been painfully removed so a saddle can be placed upon him for Lotte to ride on. They often ache during the colder months.
Occupation:
Gladiator: Owned by Lotte Faye
Personality:
Something isn't quite right about this guy. But you can't quite put your finger on it. He is usually quite friendly and jovial. Willing to socialize and talk. But there is something very off about him. You feel unsettled by him, or maybe you feel like he is friend. Either way one cannot get a firm grasp on Raleigh's character. He shifts and changed more quickly then a nervous mosquito. He doesn't seem dangerous, but one should certainly keep an eye on him. For one moment he is happy and friendly, the next he is hissing and cursing at you and you have no idea what you did. This drives many away and so he has little in the way of friends. For all the crazy that he is, he is an extremely smart fellow. Very observant and somehow loyal to the Left Hand. At least, you think he is loyal. One can never tell. He has a thing about saying he promises. If he says this it grantees that he will die before breaking said promise. But only that word actually applies to him keeping his word. (As such he dodges making such promises.)
History:
No one really knows the true history of Raleigh. All people can tend to get out of him is that he was born in the forest outside of the city some years ago. He never quite has the years the same. Other than this and being taught all his knowledge by his father and mother, he is pretty vague on his history. No one knows what happened to twist the man so, many assume it was the coliseum that broke his mind. But what ever it was, it broke him and bent him beyond repair. Forming the creature that stands before you today. His family lived alone. Close to the wilds. It was where the Conchen grew up. Learned to fight and survive.
Taught to live off the land. He did not surface in the city until age 14, where he was captured after killing an officer and causing great chaos. He was sentenced to fight as a gladiator and did so with great glee. Earning the name the Grinning Grim Reaper (Reaper or Grinning Grim for short). It was here he caught the eye of Lotte. Her father purchased him for her for her 16th birthday, enslaving him to her. Ra had only just turned 20 himself. The woman soon won this crazy creature's heart and undying loyalty and they soon entered into an impassion affair. Threw this love the two have brought for a set of twins and one young son. No one knows that he is their father, though more than a few speculate. Now at the age of 34 he still continues to fight for Lotte in the arena as is her ever faithful Reaper.
Face Claim:Viggo Mortensen
Name: Ralegih Cooper
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race:
Conchen
Allegiance:
Lotte
States
Strength- 6
Speed- 6
Intelligence- 6
Endurance- 5
Dexterity- 5
Craft- 2
Powers:
Shift - Warshlin
Telepathy- 5
Water- 10
Human Appearance:
Raleigh is a well built man. Carved and honed out of years of fighting within the arenas. He walks with an odd gate, as if he were intoxicated. A rolling, odd walk. He is as lithe as a cat, however. He always wears an easy going, lopsided smile. His smile, like his head are never quite even. His head is always cocked to one side in various degrees. Never quite sitting on straight. His hair is always messy, rarely ever kept. He leans towards the darker hues of the world's fashion. Blacks, dark greens, browns. He carries with him an assortment of things in a leather satchel. Ink, a book to take notes and write in. Supplies. He is quite protective of his bag. Growing up as a woodsman before being capture, he owns daggers, a bow and quiver, and a pistol. He has since learned how to handle many other weapons, though he tends to keep these items on his person.
Animal Appearance:
(Image will be updated with colors later).
Raleigh has taken the form of a Warshlin. Though this form was corrupted at a young age. The body seems to be disintegrating in some areas, falling away in a continuous stream of smoke and ash. Bone and muscle can be seen beneath the black vapors that waft off of his body. Despite this he does not bleed from these gapping wounds, nor do they seem to bring him any pain. These holes in his body constantly move and change every time he shifts. Growing and shrinking, at times taking away half a limb or his jaw, yet he never seems in pain or has trouble using his limbs when in this state. His central spines along his back have been painfully removed so a saddle can be placed upon him for Lotte to ride on. They often ache during the colder months.
Occupation:
Gladiator: Owned by Lotte Faye
Personality:
Something isn't quite right about this guy. But you can't quite put your finger on it. He is usually quite friendly and jovial. Willing to socialize and talk. But there is something very off about him. You feel unsettled by him, or maybe you feel like he is friend. Either way one cannot get a firm grasp on Raleigh's character. He shifts and changed more quickly then a nervous mosquito. He doesn't seem dangerous, but one should certainly keep an eye on him. For one moment he is happy and friendly, the next he is hissing and cursing at you and you have no idea what you did. This drives many away and so he has little in the way of friends. For all the crazy that he is, he is an extremely smart fellow. Very observant and somehow loyal to the Left Hand. At least, you think he is loyal. One can never tell. He has a thing about saying he promises. If he says this it grantees that he will die before breaking said promise. But only that word actually applies to him keeping his word. (As such he dodges making such promises.)
History:
No one really knows the true history of Raleigh. All people can tend to get out of him is that he was born in the forest outside of the city some years ago. He never quite has the years the same. Other than this and being taught all his knowledge by his father and mother, he is pretty vague on his history. No one knows what happened to twist the man so, many assume it was the coliseum that broke his mind. But what ever it was, it broke him and bent him beyond repair. Forming the creature that stands before you today. His family lived alone. Close to the wilds. It was where the Conchen grew up. Learned to fight and survive.
Taught to live off the land. He did not surface in the city until age 14, where he was captured after killing an officer and causing great chaos. He was sentenced to fight as a gladiator and did so with great glee. Earning the name the Grinning Grim Reaper (Reaper or Grinning Grim for short). It was here he caught the eye of Lotte. Her father purchased him for her for her 16th birthday, enslaving him to her. Ra had only just turned 20 himself. The woman soon won this crazy creature's heart and undying loyalty and they soon entered into an impassion affair. Threw this love the two have brought for a set of twins and one young son. No one knows that he is their father, though more than a few speculate. Now at the age of 34 he still continues to fight for Lotte in the arena as is her ever faithful Reaper.
