Sanjin

Name: Sanjin Maras.
Meaning wisdom, something in which he thinks he has plenty of.
No current nicknames.

Species: Wolf (Canis lupus L.)
Black fur mutation.

Gender: Cisgendered male.

Age: Thirty seven years.
Born mid spring.

Astrological sign: Taurus.
+Friendly, reliable, strong willed.
-Stubborn, materialistic, unadaptable.

Social caste: Middle class.
Boatswain aboard The Sunbird
In past was a mercenary. Born into slavery.

Relationship: Single. - though a little smitten.
Bisexual with no preference for either gender.
Doesn't seem the sort to settle.

Origins: Montenegrin.

Languages: Fluent in Common, Montenegrin, Serbian, Albanian, Croatian.
Can write in all these languages.





Build: Sanjin stands at about six foot, seven inches. Tall, though not giant. His build is distinctly male, with broad, wide shoulders, strong with fit, powerful muscle that lead to an equally powerful chest, and taper to slim, lean hips. Limbs are ripped with lean muscle, built for endurance as opposed to speed.

Face: Typically canine, with a long, sharp muzzle. Features are defined and more often than not set in something of a cocky, confident expression.

Eyes: Sharp, the depth and hue of molten gold. Expressive and often struggle to hide his true thoughts and feelings from them.

Fur: Ebon pelt that has a more ashy hue to underbelly. The fur is thick and course, slightly wiry to the touch. It is a little softer around the top of his head, a little more akin to hair where it grows longer, much akin to a wolfish mane.

Defenses: A mouthful of pearly white fangs. Each finger and toe tipped with a non retractable claw.

Blemishes: No physical flaws, scars or imperfections evident.

Attire: His clothing tends to vary given location and weather, but more often than not he wears sturdy, rugged leathers that fit snug around his body. So long as not too hot, a long, leather overcoat is usually worn. About his wrists and neck he wears solid gold bands, though for what reason he never says.

Weapons: Each claw is set over with solid silver, wickedly sharp and far longer than an average wolfs claws. Carries a cutlass at his hip, and a dagger is usually strapped to the inside of his boot.

Modifications: Single piercing below the belt, and one, golden stud in his tongue.

Personality: Confident, cocky and decidedly rude. A good humored individual though he seems to have no real awareness or concern for when others are uncomfortable. In fact, he finds that all the more hilarious. Tries not to take much too seriously, himself included, even when the situation might call for a more serious tone. Flirtatious on occasion.
Whilst he is not quick to anger, when he does get anger he can take on a whole different demeanor, more beast than anything else. He see's only red, and is vicious, violent and aggressive until he can calm down.

Vices: Greed.

Disorders: Does not present any.