Fenris Wolfshock

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• Fenris

  • Nicknames: Fen
  • Race: Horse (anthro)
  • Class: Defender
  • Alignment: Good
  • Deity: Jehovah
  • Age: 28
  • Size: Heavy-duty
  • Body Type: The Destroyer
  • Height: 7'1"
  • Weight: 822 lb.
  • Complexion: Smooth grey fur
  • Hair: Flowing golden
  • Eyes: Amber
  • Handedness: Right
  • Scars: gashes on the back and lower legs
  • Relationship Status: ...
  • Personality: Affable
  • Mannerisms: [When embarrassed] Rubbing the back of his neck, fiddling with his mane, tail spinning [When disturbed or anxious] tail flicking, light flexing [When angry] Heavy breathing, nostril flaring, heavy flexing

• Description

  

  'Nuff said.

• Skills

  •Carpentry: Fenris, after finally giving up fighting as a means of living, found comfort in the hearty trade of woodworking. It became an outlet for him, and when he felt the need to fight, or he found himself reliving his worst memories in dreams, the horse would grab his tools, and begin shaping something out of a stout ash log. It was hard work but it relaxed him greatly. It wasnt long before he had built a home for himself and his wife, singlehanded. Currently, he is unmatched at the trade.
  
  •Battle: It had taken eight long years after the departure from his homeland for Fenris to subdue his battle-lust. After all, he had spent the first eighteen in a sort of bloody equine bootcamp. Quite literally, his instincts for combat were drilled since he was a colt, and as such, hand to hand combat was less of an effort and more of a reflex. In his hands, any staffed weapon became an instrument of limitless power. Though he had trained less with blades, he was no blundering fool with any weapon. He was big, and often mistaken to be slow, but the horse cold move himself like lightning in a fight… A skill that he had yet to master in any other case. It was a mystery to him why he could only seem to react quickly when a life was at stake.

• Weaknesses

  •Magic: Though this horse has little going against him in the way of CQB, He is utterly useless when it comes to any kind of magic. Heck, whats Magic? Whats a spell? This guy spent the first eighteen years of his life cooped up with a bunch of other horses in a frozen mountain-castle. If this guy was any less resistant to magic, he'd be a rock. Its the price to pay for all that speed and strength. For every time Fenris has stomped down a muscular bull that was saying "I'm invincible!I cannot be defeated!" He has equally been subdued by a scrawny rat yelling "Abra cadabra!"
  
  •Emotions: This is the whole reason he got banished in the first place. The horse somehow made it through his Geldian training with a heart still in tact, and not frozen into numbness. When he found Athena, hurt and alone in the back library of a bar, it became aparent just how soft the pony really is. He gets far too attatched to family and friends, and would be in a tough spot indeed should any of them were to be threatened... Defensive bastard.

• RP Modifiers

  • Combat: +2
  • Strength: +3
  • Agility: +2
  • Knowledge: -3
  • Magic use: -4
  • Magic resistance: -3
  • Extra: When a caster is prepping a spell to use on Fenris, and Fenris alone, the spell may take one less turn to prep, unless the spell is a healing spell, or a spell of aid.