Barrett Fawks

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  • Name: Barrett Fawks
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: Mistress-Misa
  • Race: Human/Wolf/Werewolf
  • Alignment: Chaotic Good
  • Age: 1234
  • Body Type: Athletic
  • Height: 6'2
  • Weight: 195lbs
  • Complexion: Pale
  • Hair: Red, long in length
  • Eyes: Light Grey Blue
  • Handedness: Right
  • Scars: to many to count, most are nothing major except one on his back that runs the length of his spine
  • Relationship Status: Single, but in love with Kaytia Cualann
  • Personality: Soft spoken and very caring towards the people who are closest to him. However, he is not one to be crossed. He will not hesitate to rip a person in half if threatened or if someone close to him is hurt
  • Likes: Busty women, strawberries, making bows and arrow heads (relaxes him) hunting
  • Dislikes: People without common sense, people who treat people badly just because of their rank in society, having wet fur

• Description

  In his human form he is very social, he likes to be around people, and tends to cause trouble when in bars or in public places where there are pretty girls nearby. Even though he will only ever love Kaytia, he flirts with many girls. That being said though, he is usually a gentleman about it, and rather then being a jerk or rude, he's very suave and debonaire, leading to woman flocking to him when he's in public, and guys wanting to pick fights with him.
  
  In his wolf form he keeps to himself due to his size, as it can be rather scary for non werewolves to encounter. The only one he lets see him is Kaytia. If by chance he encounters another werewolf, he is very quick to show who is dominant, he wastes no time in showing his anger if he is pushed to that limit
  
  In his wolf fighting form he is very large. From nose to tail tip he measures nearly nine and a half feet and from the ground to the top of his head just over seven feet. Due to the fact that he can control the cycle, something very few werewolves are able to do, his strength in this form matches that of his full werewolf form
  
  In his werewolf form he is much the same as his fighting form, but stands on his hind legs to fight. He can control himself, therefore he can shapeshift at will. His strength and speed are immense and he also has regenerative healing abilities.

• Biography

  He was banished from his home (Calenmir) when he was twenty six years old and lost most of his memories from their. He remembers some of his family, skills and general knowledge; but has no memory of the specific events that led him to Limerick.
  Werewolves were being hunted by a holy order that claimed to be doing the work of their god. Barrett being the crowned Prince, had already lost his father the king, during one of their raids, and his mother knew he was next so she made a deal with a Necromancer by the name of Daelren to sacrifice herself so he would send him to Limerick by means of blood magics.
  
  Daelren being a friend of the family reused to kill her and instead cast a curse that would spare her soul from the torment. Should Barrett ever return to his home she would be reincarnated, giving her time to explain to him about where he was and his royal lineage.
  
  Barrett lived nearly twenty eight years alone in the forests. He hunted and honed his skills to control the werewolf cycle, as well as keeping himself in check as a human. He had never met another human or others like him until he met Kaytia on the shore after she had crossed with a group of men and women, including her husband and young son, from the west islands. He was completely infatuated with her but he kept his distance because of her husband, and watched her from afar
  
  It wasn't until many years later that he finally met her. She was hiding in the forest from hunters who meant to trap and kill her. It was then he realized that she had become a werewolf herself, though he didn't press the issue of how or when. She told him that her husband and young son were killed and that she needed help. He later found out that it was her who killed her family, during one of her cycles.
  
  He decided to buy a small cottage in the nearby village just outside Limerick, and built a forge where she could work, while helping her settle into her new life. They built a cage made of Orichalcum in the cellar to contain her during her transformation. He used his own blood and magic to help contain her, even though he was in a weakened state due to containing his own transformation. This went on for a couple of years, she honed her skills and as archer and a blacksmith while he kept up with his hunting archery and tanning to make money. They lived amongst the villagers, not leting on what they were.
  
  Eventually, he fell in love with her, however, when he made it known to her, she rejected him, as she was still upset about her late husband. It was another four years before she returned the gesture, and eventually they did start a relationship. It ended after a few years but they remained very close and their friendship was always more then a "friendship".
  
  When their identities were discovered by another religous group in Limerick, Barrett was once again running for his life, this time with Kaytia in tow. She was still unable to control her transofrmation so leaving their home was a hard choice but he wouldnt allow her to be hurt. While out hiding, they stuumbled upon the area where Barrett had first come to, after being sent to the area. His blood magic gave him a natural ability to find a opening to a portal was was closed for years. He once again used his own blood to open the seal, and while in immense pain he pried open the portal to let Kaytia and himself through. The portal shut behind them only giving them seconds.
  
  Barrett found himself in a somewhat familiar place, the outskirts of the town he was born in. It was much bigger and a high stone wall was surrounding what used to be a small town. Things had changed dramatically, cobblestone lined the once dirt streets, tall buildings with ornate wooden beams and stone walls were built in rows in place of the small stone houses that were once there, the market place was bustling with vendors and shopers, alongside oxen and horses, and children danced in the center courtyard.
  
  When he heard his name being called softly, he was slightly worried, as he knew no one there. He turned to see a small frail and deathly pale old woman smiling up at him. She took him by the hand and pulled him side one of the smaller houses and proceeded to tell him what had happened. He had been gone, not fourty four years like he thought, but one thousand two hundred and eight years. She explained to him about the necromancer Daelren, and what he and her had done to save his life, she told him of his royal lineage and that the city of Calenmir was without a ruler for nearly two centuries, and that he needed to take his place on the throne as it is his birthright to do so