Post by Fay on Sept 17, 2008 21:41:10 GMT -5
Name: Jonathan Swift
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Age:22
Job: Thief/hired killer
Description: Jonathan stands at an intimidating, but not too tall 5’10, weighing in at about 170 pounds. He works out regularly, and it certainly shows. From his heavily muscled arms to his abs to his legs, there is scarcely a piece of him that isn’t muscles. Most of it is visible, although he isn’t so muscular it is annoying or too much. He has a strong, angular jaw line and thin lips, and his eyes always have a serious, calculating look in them. They (his eyes) are a deep, forest green surrounded by dark lashes and they seem to look straight through people, rather than at them.
His hair is dirty blonde, choppy, and relatively short. At its longest it falls to the nape of his neck, and it often looks windblown and unkept, but it practically always looks good anyway. In his human form his fangs are slightly elongated and sharp, but aside from that it is nearly impossible to tell his race from just looking at him.
He has various tattoos on his body, including one on his collarbone, his left shoulder, his chest, and on his back. These aren’t his only distinguishing characteristics, however, as he also has a variety of scars as well. Three diagonal scars run parallel across his back, from a fight he got into with a fellow werewolf, and he has many smaller scars on his arms, legs, back, and sides. He is never seen without a silver chain around his neck, on which hangs an equally silver cross, although it is usually hidden beneath his shirt.
This brings us to his usual attire, which includes your basic pants, t-shirt or tunic, a coat or a long cloak, and heavy boots on his feet. He doesn’t have any favourite outfits, and he simply wears whatever fits, matches, is comfortable, and can be found at a market. His clothes aren’t all that important to him, although he makes sure that his pants have many pockets in them.
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As a wolf, Jonathan is roan in colour, with thick shaggy fur during the full moon, and shorter, sleeker fur otherwise. His teeth are sharp and his claws are long, and his eyes are dark with a vague hint of red. He is larger than your average wolf, and considerably stronger. Whenever he ‘joins’ a pack, he is always the alpha male.
Personality: Jonathan is a cold, calculating man, as his eyes often and truthfully portray. He isn’t a very humorous person and he never laughs at jokes. Many people think this is because he doesn’t understand the joke, and they go on to explain it, but in all honesty he simply doesn’t find them funny. He rarely makes friends and although he may make conversation he never tells anyone more about himself than his name, and possibly his age. People can ask his questions and he replies, but in the end the people he’s talking to realize they don’t know any more about him than they did to begin with.
He doesn’t trust anyone but himself, which is why he takes half of his pay up front. Then again, anyone who wants to cheat a hitman is very stupid indeed, so occasionally he waits until the job is finished before getting his money. He is very serious, and he rarely if ever smiles. It is unknown how much or how long it would take to earn his trust, as no one has achieved it yet, but it would take only seconds to break it. He holds grudges and is quick to anger, although he is quite adept at hiding his emotions.
History: Jonathan was born to a loving mother and a doting father, third in his family and preceded by a sister (Jadeen, five years older) and a brother (Christopher, two years older). They weren’t a very rich family, and in fact some days his parents had to go without eating to give the children enough to fill their bellies. They lived in a small farm house and they all went to the small school their village had. Jonathan was always less playful than the other children, and he was often picked on by the older, stronger kids. His siblings attempted to help him out, but neither of them were all that strong either and they just ended up all walking home with bruises and bloodied lips.
They lived on the outskirts of a forest, and their backyard actually extended into the trees. His parents were often telling him not to go into the woods because it was dangerous, but he didn’t listen and he went in anyway one day when he was but seven years old. His parents were right; the forest was quite dangerous and almost immediately he was attacked by a pack of wolves. Turns out (lucky him) that one of them was a werewolf, who turned back into a human shortly after the attack and felt so sorry for the poor little boy he had mauled that he took him under his wing and taught him everything about everything regarding werewolves. He often tried to leave the man, as he definitely preferred his family to the obviously insane werewolf, but the man always overpowered him and made him stick around and be his ‘protégé’.
When he was seventeen he was finally strong enough to get the hell out of his prison (which was basically what it was to him) and he high-tailed it back to his village to tell his family he wasn’t dead or something. Naturally, when he got there his farm was burned to the ground and he found out by finding his family’s tombstones that the stove had caught the walls on fire, and they had been burned to death in their sleep about a year after he went missing. He was expecting to feel like his world was falling apart, or that the sky was crashing down on him, or some other emotion that people often felt when they realized their entire family was dead, but none of that came. In fact, looking back in his memories, he realized he hardly remembered them at all; he had been so young when he had wandered off that all he had were vague, fuzzy images of his parents.
So now he had nowhere to stay, which meant it was his time to move on. That was fine with him; he was dealing surprisingly well with the horrific death of his family. So he left the village and hasn’t looked back since. He obviously made something of himself, because now he travels frequently, taking odd jobs (odd meaning he kills people for a living) and staying most nights in inns or simply in a forest somewhere.
Weapons/Powers: Jonathan has quite a collection of daggers and poisons (all of which he has made himself immune to) that he uses for offense. He also has decent aim when he gets his hands on a bow and some arrows, and in the event that he had no weapons on his person, he can simply use anything in the area to beat his opponent with. Due to his race, he heals faster than normal and he is much stronger and slightly faster, and these definitely come in handy when he gets into fights.
Other: Nothing I can think of right now.