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[/b][/font] Appears in his late twenties is actually 80; December, 1st
» Gender:[/b][/font] Male
» Sexuality:[/b][/font] Pansexual
» Race:[/b][/font] Werewolf
» Affiliation:[/b][/font] Neutral
» Occupation:[/b][/font] Forest Hermit[/div][/td][/tr]
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[style=margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: -4px;]» PERSONALITY

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[/b] Hans is a rather quiet person, he doesn't like to talk unnecessary, when he does its usually straight to the point without any build up, it usually catches people off guard as a result. To people when he walks into the city, he is usually by himself, he doesn't stay long, usually getting what he needs to get before leaving just as quickly. Hans himself is quiet for a reason, he is a veteran of World War II despite his young appearance, as a result he has PTSD, often nights he cannot sleep and when he does he might awaken suddenly, his hand reaching down to his side for a gun he no longer carries. Loud sudden noises remind him of bombs exploding, and make him react like any soldier that was on the battlefield. Even though he tries to not let it show to the others in his pack. He is rather fond of children, most of his pack being children who were orphaned or ran away because they had the same curse as him, as a result he has a bad habit of spoiling them which drives the Alpha female of the pack insane. Hans is rather fond of gardening, growing herbs, which he brings to sell in the city for money, always a just in case if winter turns out to be worse then he thought. Hans is very protective of his pack, he doesn't care if someone is after him or trying to hurt him, but to hurt someone in his pack is one of the biggest of sins that one could do, they would get no mercy as he returned the favor a hundred fold. He is also a little behind in technology development, as a result he doesn't understand most things, however he has no problem to adapting to gun models, as old habits die hard. [/div][/td][/tr]
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[style=margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: -4px;]» APPEARANCE

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» Height:

[/b][/font][/size] Six feet three inchs
» Weight:[/b][/font][/size] One hundred and eighty four

»[/b] Hans is tall with a muscular frame, every muscle is defined with little to no body fat on his body, his shoulders are square and large, his arms thick, his chest, sculpted, to most, he is physically attractive just with his frame alone. His skin is lightly tanned, from all the time he sends outside in the sun, yet staying in the shade long enough that he hasn't gotten darker. But what really sticks him out is his silvery white hair. Up front it look short and spiky, but in the back there's a tail reaching down to at least mid back. Another striking feature about him is the numerous of tattoo's on his face. Simple red markings that he has underneath the corners of his eyes to the one he has on his forehead going partway down his nose are the ones that most see if Hans isn't wearing his bandana to cover them. He has them mostly as he has lived in the area for quite a while now at least forty or so years, so he got these tattoo's to make himself appear different to the older folks that would remember him if only slightly. When Hans walks to the city, he's usually wearing clothing that covers him up pretty well, with a hood so he can have it up shadowing his face. In the forest with his pack, he's wear a simple black wifebeater with jeans and a simple leather belt.

In his wolf form its pretty standard, his fur is the same color of his hair which is a silvery-white, his eyes are a bright golden as opposed to the hazel it usually is in human form and he rather large, just slightly larger then a timber wolf. His hybrid form is of him standing on two legs, covered in silvery-white colored fur with his head of a wolf. He's incredibly large in this form he's about eight feet tall with visible muscles all over him. Its rather intimidating and he can use magic in this form but not in his full wolf form.[/div][/td][/tr]
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[style=margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: -4px;]» COMBAT

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Strengths
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[/b] Specialist in Hand-to-Hand combat
»[/b] Surprisingly nimble and agile
»[/b] Phenomenal Strength
»[/b] Rather stragetic
»[/b] Superior senses

Weaknesses
»[/b] His sense of smell
»[/b] Animalistic instincts
»[/b] Rather weak minded
»[/b] Low Stamina
»[/b] His pack
»[/b] Little self preservation

Abilities
»[/b] Transformation: Being an 'elder' Werewolf, Hans has the ability to change to his human or wolf form whenever he pleases, not just during the full-moon, he also has a 'hybrid' form that is basically the appearance of a humanoid wolf, this form is stronger then either his human or wolf form, he only really takes this form when he serious about a fight.
»[/b] Wasser: This is the only magic spell that Hans knows and it just a water spell. It basically collect the water from the air to form in around a limb, this can act like an extension for a punch or as an armor for fire based attacks. As of right now this is all this spell can do, and depending on the location and weather conditions, he could use this more then once, but on a regular summer day he would only be able to use this once from the moisture in the air.
»[/b] Heightened Regenertion: As a werewolf, Hans heals at a faster rate then humans, leading him to have an incredible immune system.
»[/b] Being trained in the military and as a hunter for most of his life, Hans can use a gun and with his superior senses make more distance shots, he also has a more soldier like mindset when it comes to it. He also has a vast amount of knowledge on the forest and knows how to set up traps for food or to alert him when others are getting too near. But overall his specialty is close combat.
»[/b] Because of werewolf curse he has supernatural strength even in his human form, able to bend a quarter inch of metal pipe with no problem. Its very helpful when he has to move heavy objects that usually require 2-5 human men to help move.

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[style=margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: -4px;]» HISTORY

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[/b]Hans was born in German, out in a cabin log house with his mother and father in a forest. He's spent most of his life in the forest with his father, learning about hunting and tracking from his father and cooking and gardening from his mother. As a boy his favorite thing however, was the rare trips his family would make to the city for food or to sell from his mother's large garden behind their house. His life was pretty standard growing up in that little cabin which eventually grew into a farm as years passed. And then World War II happened. Like most he joined the war and its one of the things that haunts him still.

Many men died around him, he watched as innocent people where killed, good men slaughtered on the battle field, and most of the time, the gun in his hand was the cause of it. He was in a unit when he was attacked, not by enemy troops however, but by a werewolf. They were moving in the forest, the troops breaking up into two to attack the enemy upfront then hit them from behind when it attacked them. It was unlike anything they had ever experienced, killing most of these trained men like they were toys. Hans barely escaped as it were into the forest with a bite mark on his shoulder bleeding quite badly. He ran for what seemed like hours before collapsing in the hollow roots of a large oak tree. He couldn't remember what had happened after that, only that their was immense pain, like his body was being ripped apart cell by cell.

When he awoke he was actually surprised that he was on a bed, warm and comfortable, despite the echoing pain throughout his entire being and serious need to piss. A couple who lived on a farm had found him, screaming like a banshee. Despite his uniform, they took him in and cared for him and that was about a week ago. Hans noticed that something was different the moment he awoken, there was so many smells it was overwhelming, his eyes burned in bright light, and he could hear every little detail. It was enough to drive him mad if it wasn't for the woman that decided to distract him from such things. He later discovered that she was a werewolf, and now he was the same as her for she was the one that attacked his men.

She became his teacher taking him out for hunts, letting him work on the farm to not be in the war any longer, her husband, Micheal, did not know of his wife being a werewolf but still gave Hans rather dirty looks whenever he stood too close to his wife. It was a year into this that the war officially ended, and Hans began missing his parents, even with Sarah reassuring him that his parents were probably fine, he still wished to see them and know if they were okay but he was rather fond of Sarah and did not want to leave so quickly. Him and Sarah had a bond that Sarah could not share with her husband, and with her dark complexion and black hair she was exotic to look at and he wanted to touch her, but he did not have the right. So it was a surprise when she sneaked into the barn, where he had taken to sleeping and seduced him. He was young, and so he could not say no to her and ended up sleeping with her, and that's how her husband found them the next morning in the hay. Outraged he picked up a pitch fork and if Hans hadn't woken up and rolled out of the way he would've been stabbed full of holes. Micheal yelled at Hans for doing such a deceitful thing, even as Sarah, clutching a thin sheet to cover herself, tried to calm him down. He wished he could've stopped what happened next, run away, anything to have Micheal calm down.

But in his rage he turned stabbed Sarah, his own wife, spitting something about having no bastard child. Hans lost it after that, his animal instincts screaming at him in outrage, his mate, hurt, dying, his CHILD. He moved and slaughtered Micheal, who was just a pile of flesh when Hans was finished. He left the farm later that day, Sarah as patched up as best as he could in her home, unconscious, and he went home. Back to his mom and father.

His mother broke down crying after seeing him standing in her garden. She hugged him close, sobbing as she said they told them that Hans was dead. He hugged his mother tight, making sure to be careful of his strength. She explained that his father had died a year ago, a heart attack, which surprised Hans because his father was always so healthy. Even as he talked to his mom, lamenting on all the time that had passed and getting to know one another once more he couldn't help but smell something...odd. It took him a week to figure out why. The being in front of him was not his mother, it was a Aufhocker, a shapeshifter that was much like a vampire and devoured blood. If Hans had not been a werewolf, he was sure he would've been its next meal. So he confronted it, the being looked surprised at being found out before sighing dramatically and attacking him.

Hans barely scraped a win with 'killing' it before leaving as a Aufhocker could not be killed in legend, and he wasn't going to stay by to see if it was true or not. For the next few years he wandered around Europe and most of Asia, fighting with himself for control over his instincts, getting himself his own small pack of other werewolves who were lost and alone, ready to give up. He learned about Magic in China, he fought mythos of all kinds, even encountered hunters, before he left and went to America where he and his pack settled into the forest around Moonlight Bay for years now. As he loves his pack he is rather strict with them, wanting them to avoid the city and stay out of contact with humans, but one could say that the young ones don't listen all that well... [/div][/td][/tr]
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[style=margin-left: 20px; margin-bottom: -4px;]» MISCELLANEOUS

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[/b] Hans has an cabin out in the woods, which is only used during the winter for extra protection.
»[/b] Hans truthfully does not have a problem with other mythos but they do seem to have a problem with him.

» Alias:[/b][/font][/size] Tsuki

» Other Characters:[/b][/font][/size] N/A

»[/b] Faceclaim:[/size]
OKAMI, Gekigami; hans wedekind

»[/b] Faceclaim (Mythical):[/size]
WOLF GUY, Akira Inugami (wolf form); hans wedekind

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