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Delsin Locklear

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Post by LaChambirdie Fri Apr 05, 2019 10:46 pm

Name: Delsin Locklear
Age:23
Gender:male
Race: werewolf
Powers: All those typical to werewolves, Spirit Walk (when areas of pure wilderness Delsin can move at incredibly high speeds, until the world seems to blur around him)
Skills: auto repair, tinkering, drawing (to sketch blueprints), handyman, charming and charismatic
Occupation:traveling mechanic
Likes: humans, car magazines, corn beef, hiking, cactuses, the smell of motor oil, tattoos, sarcasm
Dislikes: the easily offended, frogs, politeness, lemonade
Appearance: Delsin is a handsome native american male with a tall slim build, with smooth copper skin, an angular jawline , mischievous almond shaped brown eyes, jet black shoulder length hair often in a bun, and a large tattoo of an eagle spreading its wings on his back.
Background: An orphan werewolf who spent his early life running about on a reservation in the possession of the Red Wolf tribe. Delsin was always a problem child, his dexterous fingers and knack for machines always getting him in trouble across the rez. Yet as he grew into adulthood this proclivity for mischief stayed. For a while this was fine, his mischief mostly manifesting in small pranks or harmless jokes, but it was only a matter of time until he pissed of the wrong person. It started with a small scuffle in a bar with a werewolf gangster, a smart ass comment from Delsin ignited it into a full brawl, and soon the young wolf found himself beaten and battered on the floor. As tribal law dictated that the tribe must defend it's own, this started a feud between the gang and his tribe. He hadn't known that the gang were members of a Pure breed tribe, he hadn't known the small fight would bring war to his family. Feeling guilty, and knowing that with the gangers after his head he'd be in danger Delsin came to the elders with head bowed and tail between his legs, seeking atonement. Knowing the young wolf had potential, though his spirit seemed more like the coyote than of the wolf, the elders gave him a quest, to go to their ancient homeland in the southern deserts and bring new wolves to the tribe.
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