Wolfand
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With a grin, Wolfand readied the pistol, took aim, and pulled the trigger six times in succession before releasing the pedal.
After reloading, he pushed the petal to the floor and took aim again until that which was on the receiving end of his gunfire died.
After entering his initials, the Wolf stepped away from Time Crisis 4 with his hands in his pockets.
Appearance:
The wolf seems uninteresting at first. About average height with blue fur and unappealing clothing.
Simple in colour simple in style. It was intentional.
His clothing was made to make the channeling, or weaving, of his Mana Thread-source of power-easier. Not only that, the clothing breathes easy, causing less fatigue on the body, which helps when fighting with the twin sabers he wields.
Oh yeah..forgot to mention those.
When he doesn't need them, Wolfand uses simple magic to keep them away, keep them hidden. Imagine how people would react if someone walked down the street with a pair of swords strapped to them.
Imagine even further if they tried to explain it's because they were fighting monsters.
Yeah, wouldn't go well.
The swords sit on his left hip, which is drawn by his right hand, and his right shoulder, which is drawn by his left hand.
Outside of that, his clothing isn't too far out of the ordinary. On the right shoulder of his jacket is an emblem. That emblem of one of a Flame with a Crown around the top, a Union Jack inside it with the letters "M. A. E. S." at the North, East, West and South points. This stands for the Magical Assault and Extermination Squad, a division put together during WWII to combat the Nazi 'Black Raven Unit,' an occult division of the Nazi army. Today, the group consists of only a few, and instead of fighting Nazis, they combat monsters, mages and anyone else who wish to upset the natural order of things.
Finally, around the Wolf's neck is his most prized possession. A vertically stripped pink and black scarf. Do not, under any circumstances attempt to touch it. It won't end well for you.
One last thing. Wolfand has been alive a long time, but because of the Mana flowing through his body on a daily basis he has the body of a younger man than he is. He's been alive a long time, but doesn't look it. Inside and outside.
-Wolfand-
Age: Unknown, Magic tends to slow aging. Earliest known appearance sometime during the second World War.
Height: 5"11
Weight: rude to ask, but 165lbs, mostly muscle. Fighting monsters keeps one in shape.
Eye color: Emerald.
Fur: Navy Blue with Violet and Jade patterns along his arms and back, meeting about the middle of his spine and ending at the small of his back.
Appearance: He stands proud, but not condescendingly so. He tends to wear loose fitting clothing, easy to move in and easy to breath in. Usually it's a solid-color tanktop under a always undone button up, the sleeves cut short to go no further than the elbow(fabric tends to burn easy). He wears form fitting pants and punk-looking boots. Finally, there's a pink and black striped scarf around his neck.
Mage Element: Fire.
Weapons of Choice: A twin pair of sabers, usually hidden by magic.
After reloading, he pushed the petal to the floor and took aim again until that which was on the receiving end of his gunfire died.
After entering his initials, the Wolf stepped away from Time Crisis 4 with his hands in his pockets.
Appearance:
The wolf seems uninteresting at first. About average height with blue fur and unappealing clothing.
Simple in colour simple in style. It was intentional.
His clothing was made to make the channeling, or weaving, of his Mana Thread-source of power-easier. Not only that, the clothing breathes easy, causing less fatigue on the body, which helps when fighting with the twin sabers he wields.
Oh yeah..forgot to mention those.
When he doesn't need them, Wolfand uses simple magic to keep them away, keep them hidden. Imagine how people would react if someone walked down the street with a pair of swords strapped to them.
Imagine even further if they tried to explain it's because they were fighting monsters.
Yeah, wouldn't go well.
The swords sit on his left hip, which is drawn by his right hand, and his right shoulder, which is drawn by his left hand.
Outside of that, his clothing isn't too far out of the ordinary. On the right shoulder of his jacket is an emblem. That emblem of one of a Flame with a Crown around the top, a Union Jack inside it with the letters "M. A. E. S." at the North, East, West and South points. This stands for the Magical Assault and Extermination Squad, a division put together during WWII to combat the Nazi 'Black Raven Unit,' an occult division of the Nazi army. Today, the group consists of only a few, and instead of fighting Nazis, they combat monsters, mages and anyone else who wish to upset the natural order of things.
Finally, around the Wolf's neck is his most prized possession. A vertically stripped pink and black scarf. Do not, under any circumstances attempt to touch it. It won't end well for you.
One last thing. Wolfand has been alive a long time, but because of the Mana flowing through his body on a daily basis he has the body of a younger man than he is. He's been alive a long time, but doesn't look it. Inside and outside.
-Wolfand-
Age: Unknown, Magic tends to slow aging. Earliest known appearance sometime during the second World War.
Height: 5"11
Weight: rude to ask, but 165lbs, mostly muscle. Fighting monsters keeps one in shape.
Eye color: Emerald.
Fur: Navy Blue with Violet and Jade patterns along his arms and back, meeting about the middle of his spine and ending at the small of his back.
Appearance: He stands proud, but not condescendingly so. He tends to wear loose fitting clothing, easy to move in and easy to breath in. Usually it's a solid-color tanktop under a always undone button up, the sleeves cut short to go no further than the elbow(fabric tends to burn easy). He wears form fitting pants and punk-looking boots. Finally, there's a pink and black striped scarf around his neck.
Mage Element: Fire.
Weapons of Choice: A twin pair of sabers, usually hidden by magic.