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  • Statistics

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    |NAME|
    Cybil

    |SPECIES|
    Human

    |SUB-SPECIES|
    Faoladh (Born Lycan)

    |BIRTHPLACE|
    Ireland

    |RELIGION|
    Luna
    		 |CAREER|
    Scout

    |GENDER|
    Female

    |AGE|
    23

    |HEIGHT|
    5'8"

    |WEIGHT|
    130 .lbs
    		 |BUILD|
    Athletic, muscular

    |SKIN|
    Slightly tanned, dusted with freckles

    |HAIR|
    Auborn

    |EYES|
    Amber

    |SCARS|
    A trio of cuts across throat

  • Description

    Human Form

    A human of average height, the woman was built like an athlete, lithe and muscular. Hair was cropped short, yet beneath the crimson beret emblazoned by a raised fist, auburn tresses were spiky and messy. Amber eyes were bright and alert, a mix of childish curiosity, fiery determination, and ferocity that didn't exactly belong on a pixie face dusted with freckles.

    Garb was that of a soldier, a military uniform comprised of grey trousers cinched snugly at hips by a leather kidney belt and a buckle of Damascus steel fashioned like a wolfs open maw. A simple grey tunic clung to frame, over which a crimson leather bolero vest, buckled above the breastbone, draped. Fitted around throat was a maroon kerchief.

    Ankle high black boots bedecked by leather knee high spats guarded feet. Leather chaps afforded protection to hips and thighs, while a pauldron and bracers of supple leather gave defense elsewhere. An arming sword of damascus steel, hilt wrapped in red leather and pommel carved into the likeness of a howling wolf, rested at waist. Tucked into a sheath at her belt was a triangular push dagger.

    A trio of deep scars cut across her throat from ear to ear.
    Were Form

    Werewolf. That much was plain to see in the six foot monster of muscle and animalistic fury. Russet fur covered every inch of the creature, hackles raised and tail on end. Amber eyes glowed with human intelligence beneath hooded brow, ears upright and alert. Sharp teeth could occasionally be spotted within the creatures maw any time its muzzle crinkled.

    Long, digitigrade legs ended in clawed feet that dug into the ground. Long fingers were tipped with blackened nails, palms covered in rough, dark pads. Scars could be seen beneath fur, though the most prominent where three deep slashes of naked flesh across the throat.

    |HEIGHT|
    6'4"

    |WEIGHT|
    287 .lbs

    |BUILD|
    Burly
    		 |FUR|
    Russet

    |EYES|
    Amber

    |SCARS|
    A trio of cuts across throat

  • Personality

    Fierce, determined and hard headed. Cybil is rash,fiery, and in your face. She doesn't take lightly to snootiness and snobs, no matter their rank, though is respectful of superiors due to pack mentality. She's a very hands on person due to her disability and upbringing, and has no shame it getting physical to show intent or want or need.

    Being a lycan, she's picked up certain habits from her Beastial side that result in very wolfish mannerisms.

    Like most lycans, they have an innate dislike of undead, especially vampires.

  • Strengths

    Racial

    |HEIGHTENED SENSES|
    Regardless of form, lycan's have increased senses, at least compared to a baseline human or furre. She can hear farther distances, smell things that might be missed, and detect visual movement that others might not notice.

    |HEIGHTENED STRENGTH|
    Lycans are far stronger than there mundane counterparts.

    |HEIGHTENED HEALING FACTOR|
    Injuries are quicker to heal than the average human, unless the injury was caused by silver or Aconitum. However, limbs do not regrow/ regenerate. Even if one were to have success in reattaching a dismembered body part, the limb would not work.
    Personal

    |BORN LYCAN|
    Cybil was born a lycan rather than having been turned via bite. Born lycans have greater control of their Beast compared to turned lycans.

    |TACTICAL MIND|
    She grew up in a military village. Battle tactics, grappling and wrestling, armed combat, bare hand combat, firearms and ranged combat, etc. are things she grew up on since she was a child.

    |TRANSFORMATION|
    She has the ability to perform a partial transformation, either arms, face or legs, at any time outside of the full moon. She can also enter a feral form outside of the full moon, though its far weaker than her beastial shift. (2 - 3 Preps)

  • Weaknesses

    Racial

    |BLOODLUST OF LUNA|
    The shift of the full moon causes a lycan to transform into a wolf. They have no control over their actions outside of a blood lust that can only be sated by fulfilling a hunt. Blood of a victim, animal or humanoid, must be spilled before shifting back. If such does not happen, the lycan will begin to lose their sanity. The closer the full moon becomes, the more emotionally unstable the lycan will be. The farther away from the full moon, the calmer the lycan will be.

    While naturally born lycans might have more control of their inner Beast, it takes years and effort to do so. Lycans who were made (bitten), have far less control and are more prone to violent outbursts.

    |THE SHIFT|
    A lycans body transforms under the influence of the moon. The process is painful, both to turn into a wolf and to revert to their normal forms. (This is a 3 turn transformation both ways).

    |SILVER|
    An injury caused by silver will result in necrosis; the site of the injury burns black and heals extremely slow, often times risking infection. Prolonged exposure to silver can cause coma and death.

    |ACONITUM|
    Anything made from the plant family Aconitum (Wolfsbane, Monkshood, Leopards Bane, Devils Helmet, Woman's Bane or Blue Rocket) is poisonous to lycans. If placed against skin, a horrible rash will cover the flesh, almost like hives, making breathing strained to impossible. If ingested, small to moderate amounts will result in debilitating stomach problems, shakes and seizures, while high amounts of the plants will cause coma and death.

    |CARRIER|
    The curse of Lycanthropy can be passed from a lycan to another if bodily fluid is shared. Often this is done by biting someone, where saliva enters the injury site. Other methods, however, include blood of an infected getting into an open orifice or injury, or sexual contact. (Designated by a dice or player choice).
    Personal

    |MUTE|
    She is incapable of speaking. While she can make noises, animalistic at best, the damage to her throat was extensive and rendered most of her vocal cords irreparable. Cybil remembers what it's like to speak, and it is something she misses being able to do. Being unable to communicate with words, Cybil resorts to body language, sign language or written word.

    |MUNDANE|
    To her, not a real weakness, but she has absolutely no magical spark. Can't learn it, can't cast it.

    |FEAR|
    She distrusts mages and most sources of magic. Unless she feels she can trust the user or object, the use of magic near or on her will be vehemently distrusted and argued against.

    |HIGH PITCHED SOUNDS|
    Like canines, Cybil has a heightened sense of hearing, though this can be detrimental if high pitches are heard. The result could vary from mild irritation to outright migraines.

    |SHELTERED|
    Cybil has never been outside of her Village. Until now. Races, beliefs, cultures, they are all completely alien to her.