Ru van Wolfgang
07-06-07, 11:11 PM
Name: Ru "Chase" van der Wolfgang
Nick: Chase/Wolfgang
Age: Unknown/beyond hundredth; physically around 20+
Race: Human/Lycanthrope
Hair Color: Pale White (used to be black before age of 21)
Eye Color: Blood Red (used to be black before age of 21)
Height: 5'6"
Weight: Unknown/Always seen with loaded with equipments
Occupation: Hunter/Bounty-hunter
Personality:
Normal days - Resourceful and self-reliant... though sometimes did things without using her head. Hot headed and dominant; tends to brush the wrong side of others due to her antiques. A chain smoker.
Pre-Lycanthrope - Depending on the situation; she can be seriously violent if there's a goal to achieve. She might also spend whole day/night watching irrelevant things (butterflies, trees, running stream). And no, she don't howl at moon and stuff like that (the last person mentioned that end up with the butt of the gun on his forehead).
Loves - Butterflies and sounds of bell ringing.
Hates - Herself, life and sanguineus.
Appearance:
Gothic style! Ru is mostly seen with a black cow-boy hat with red frame around the rim covering half of her tanned face. Her shoulder length hair are mostly clipped or hidden behind the collar of her coat. On her lips is either a cigar or a pen. Her black full overcoat serves the purpose of warming herself and as storage for all her ranged weapons which are strapped inside it. Covering her hands are two leather gloves in the inscription 'Is est Sanctus Res ego sum decessio secundum ut meus pius futurus adsuesco assuesco obviam Malum, Nox noctis Ingredior Nosferatu, Lamia quod Intentus' burned into them. She pairs them with a pair of pretty worn leather boot with a combat knife hidden on the side her left boot. Her inner clothing is casual, since she’s not a fashion-wannabe type. But black is a must.
She sometimes carries around a sling bag with some digging equipments inside.
History:
Born as Ruth (without family name since she was disowned by her father for being an illegitimate child), Ru grew up in a sorry excuse for a slum neighborhood, doing what she can to survive after the death of her mother (illness due to poor living). All those begging and stealing went on until she's 8 years old, when something happened - after being beaten senseless by the guards who caught her breaking into a rich man's house. The next thing she saw was her blood stained rag cloth, hands, everywhere... and bodies around her. Stood there laughing over some sort of satisfaction, lil Ru have no collection over what happened before that.
Few days passed by and Ru found no cure for her strange hunger (started since that day and blood lust is still an unknown term to her at that time), until one day a stranger offered her guidance about her so-called gift. The stranger introduced himself as 'one of you' and referred as Sir Wolfgang by his friends. Ru was given the name Chase van der Wolfgang (due to the fact that she was so small at that time and always running behind Wolfgang himself who's big in size when they go for a walk) by Wolfgang, who appreciate her as his kin since the day he smell her out in the slum.
To make it short, slowly, Ru was made to understand the gift of her life. "Loosen up! Survival is a must but at least try the best to have fun with it." That's what Wolfgang always reminded her whenever she made a mistake. Everything went smoothly with her, she regained the happy and about normal life she longed for, a fatherly figure she hoped for and friendships (Wolfgang's friends are her friends plus they are the one who teaches her how to handle with guns).
It didn't last forever. As soon as Ru reached 21 years old (she seems to stop growing after that), she was given a necklace by Wolfgang after a stern warning not to remove it. Something happened back then and he refused to tell her a thing except giving her that thing. Unknown to her, the necklace served the purpose to bound her inner beast from taking control over her again (that's something happened few night ago. The necklace supposed to suppress all her traits as lycanthrope but lately not working very well hence those skills she's having now). Then, without words, she was left alone again. No trace of Wolfgang was found; even his friends vanished from her. Yet she waited for their return...
... eventually, she gave up the hope of waiting and having a natural life as days passed by. Cheerful Chase is no longer around. All changed because her feeling of betrayal of her trust she placed in someone who she viewed as a father mold her into what she is now. "... lycanthrope is a curse, not a gift.."
Skills:
Lykánthropos curse. Although true stage of this zoan curse is currently bound, she still has a little bit of the stain of the curse:
- strength of a few humans; to hide her own trait, she opted not to use this frequently... though things happens from time to time.
- sharp sense of hearing, smell and sight.
- very agile and dexterous.
- capable of withstanding a large number of assaults; although she might pass out first due to pain (the pains inflicted on her are more painful than a normal being might suffer).
- regenerative; only works while she's resting/sleeping now (any form of adrenaline rush during her rest will inflict more injuries).
- prone to snap; due to blood lust instinct.
Trained in both close combat and ranged... although she rarely fights, unless necessary.
Archaeology knowledge - Used mostly in rune hunting, hieroglyphs reading... etc. Only served as either pass time or under salvaging job.
Human anatomy knowledge - Used in close combat where first strike are potentially deadly.
Equipments:
- A KM (kampfmesser) 2k combat knife.
- Dual modified 7" .475 WM.
- A custom Lupara (sawed-off shotgun) - used in close range only.
- Some ammo
- Some Agheazma (holy water), Mir (anointing oil) and Pamânt (holy soil)
- Few packets of cigar.
- An old pick and other misc. archaeology related equipments.
Nick: Chase/Wolfgang
Age: Unknown/beyond hundredth; physically around 20+
Race: Human/Lycanthrope
Hair Color: Pale White (used to be black before age of 21)
Eye Color: Blood Red (used to be black before age of 21)
Height: 5'6"
Weight: Unknown/Always seen with loaded with equipments
Occupation: Hunter/Bounty-hunter
Personality:
Normal days - Resourceful and self-reliant... though sometimes did things without using her head. Hot headed and dominant; tends to brush the wrong side of others due to her antiques. A chain smoker.
Pre-Lycanthrope - Depending on the situation; she can be seriously violent if there's a goal to achieve. She might also spend whole day/night watching irrelevant things (butterflies, trees, running stream). And no, she don't howl at moon and stuff like that (the last person mentioned that end up with the butt of the gun on his forehead).
Loves - Butterflies and sounds of bell ringing.
Hates - Herself, life and sanguineus.
Appearance:
Gothic style! Ru is mostly seen with a black cow-boy hat with red frame around the rim covering half of her tanned face. Her shoulder length hair are mostly clipped or hidden behind the collar of her coat. On her lips is either a cigar or a pen. Her black full overcoat serves the purpose of warming herself and as storage for all her ranged weapons which are strapped inside it. Covering her hands are two leather gloves in the inscription 'Is est Sanctus Res ego sum decessio secundum ut meus pius futurus adsuesco assuesco obviam Malum, Nox noctis Ingredior Nosferatu, Lamia quod Intentus' burned into them. She pairs them with a pair of pretty worn leather boot with a combat knife hidden on the side her left boot. Her inner clothing is casual, since she’s not a fashion-wannabe type. But black is a must.
She sometimes carries around a sling bag with some digging equipments inside.
History:
Born as Ruth (without family name since she was disowned by her father for being an illegitimate child), Ru grew up in a sorry excuse for a slum neighborhood, doing what she can to survive after the death of her mother (illness due to poor living). All those begging and stealing went on until she's 8 years old, when something happened - after being beaten senseless by the guards who caught her breaking into a rich man's house. The next thing she saw was her blood stained rag cloth, hands, everywhere... and bodies around her. Stood there laughing over some sort of satisfaction, lil Ru have no collection over what happened before that.
Few days passed by and Ru found no cure for her strange hunger (started since that day and blood lust is still an unknown term to her at that time), until one day a stranger offered her guidance about her so-called gift. The stranger introduced himself as 'one of you' and referred as Sir Wolfgang by his friends. Ru was given the name Chase van der Wolfgang (due to the fact that she was so small at that time and always running behind Wolfgang himself who's big in size when they go for a walk) by Wolfgang, who appreciate her as his kin since the day he smell her out in the slum.
To make it short, slowly, Ru was made to understand the gift of her life. "Loosen up! Survival is a must but at least try the best to have fun with it." That's what Wolfgang always reminded her whenever she made a mistake. Everything went smoothly with her, she regained the happy and about normal life she longed for, a fatherly figure she hoped for and friendships (Wolfgang's friends are her friends plus they are the one who teaches her how to handle with guns).
It didn't last forever. As soon as Ru reached 21 years old (she seems to stop growing after that), she was given a necklace by Wolfgang after a stern warning not to remove it. Something happened back then and he refused to tell her a thing except giving her that thing. Unknown to her, the necklace served the purpose to bound her inner beast from taking control over her again (that's something happened few night ago. The necklace supposed to suppress all her traits as lycanthrope but lately not working very well hence those skills she's having now). Then, without words, she was left alone again. No trace of Wolfgang was found; even his friends vanished from her. Yet she waited for their return...
... eventually, she gave up the hope of waiting and having a natural life as days passed by. Cheerful Chase is no longer around. All changed because her feeling of betrayal of her trust she placed in someone who she viewed as a father mold her into what she is now. "... lycanthrope is a curse, not a gift.."
Skills:
Lykánthropos curse. Although true stage of this zoan curse is currently bound, she still has a little bit of the stain of the curse:
- strength of a few humans; to hide her own trait, she opted not to use this frequently... though things happens from time to time.
- sharp sense of hearing, smell and sight.
- very agile and dexterous.
- capable of withstanding a large number of assaults; although she might pass out first due to pain (the pains inflicted on her are more painful than a normal being might suffer).
- regenerative; only works while she's resting/sleeping now (any form of adrenaline rush during her rest will inflict more injuries).
- prone to snap; due to blood lust instinct.
Trained in both close combat and ranged... although she rarely fights, unless necessary.
Archaeology knowledge - Used mostly in rune hunting, hieroglyphs reading... etc. Only served as either pass time or under salvaging job.
Human anatomy knowledge - Used in close combat where first strike are potentially deadly.
Equipments:
- A KM (kampfmesser) 2k combat knife.
- Dual modified 7" .475 WM.
- A custom Lupara (sawed-off shotgun) - used in close range only.
- Some ammo
- Some Agheazma (holy water), Mir (anointing oil) and Pamânt (holy soil)
- Few packets of cigar.
- An old pick and other misc. archaeology related equipments.