Eberel-Fen RP

Name: Eberel-Fen

Age: Not known, has gone by this name for 43 years, appears to be in mid-to-late twenties

Gender: Male

Race: Lycan Master

Height: 6'11"

Weight: Unknown; muscular-athletic build.

Hair Colour/length: Shades of gray, white underbelly, black at tips of ears and end of tail- adapted to be hard to see during blizzards and snowfall. In human form Eberel has long dark brown hair that is speckled in grey.

Appearance: Lycan of the far North, he hosts thicker fur than most. Eberel is remarkably similar in appearance to first generation Lycans but has the strengths and abilities of Lucian's second generation. Scars around muzzle and eyes from battles and hunting of bears. A long winding scar on his left hip, compliments of a battle with the vampyre Amic Foxworth. Ice blue eyes. Both in and out of Lycan form wears large, rugged trench coat that is a faded neutral brown/gray blend with small, steel squares built around the forearms and under the fabric of the back and chest area as though it were chain-mail, and large fedora to hide scarred face, often with earthen-tone layers of clothing on that are in tatters and patched together from others. Around Fen's neck are strands of leather roped together into a necklace, on the necklace are the teeth of William Corvinus, the Lycan Elder. Eberel-Fen found the broken skeleton of William and examined the skull, which was torn in half by Michael Corwin. In an act to show his independence from the common draw of all lycans towards savagery that was epitomized in William, Eberel ripped the teeth out of the skull and kept them.
Eberel-Fen hosts a 56" bastard sword sheathed across his back, held firm by straps of leather that cross his chest. Built into it's sheath is a sleek and ornate metal cylinder decorated in Norse runes. The cylinder has two chambers filled with water and the handle can be gripped by Eberel, creating a great spear of ice in an instant.  Four tomahawks, a one-handed battle axe with a spike on it's head that is about four feet in length, and four sleek daggers line inside of trench coat. Has a sharp bony spike on his tail that he whips with viciously in battle.

Personality: Calculating, blood-thirsty in battle, he possesses the ability to be a powerhouse as well as graceful and elusive. Intelligent and patient, not known for his spoken word. Eberel is not one to turn down a fight if it is for a just reason, when fighting to protect his kind or those close to him he is at his most dangerous. Not trusting in general, possesses great leadership qualities and has a general loyalty to all lycanthropes.

Background: Born to unknown. Only blood relative is a half-sister, Lorna Beckett. Eberel can change into lycanthrope form by will, he was born a lycan. Grew up running and spending time with a pack of wolves, eventually becoming their alpha but striking off on his own when he decided he could no longer ignore the outside world. Eberel’s decades living in the wild as a part of a wolfpack has given him the ability to transform into a true wolf, although a massive one. Almost five feet at his shoulder, he appears as a massive grey wolf, his muzzle and face still lightly scarred otherwise the only exception to his appearance is his immense size and the bony spike at the end of his tail, hidden by fur slightly. In his true wolf form, he is unable to use any weapons, he can easily carry a rider however and can howl with ice and snow to his breath as always, still able to command the blizzards. He is at his most agile in this form, his fastest and strongest physically. Little is known of Eberel-Fen except that he opts to be distant and secluded, a near-religious fascination with books and learning, ever growing in mind and sound in body, adept at nearly all martial arts, but partial to Krav Maga. His heart is of the Celt and the Norse and he follows their ways. Wanders the woods and wild and lives off the land- one with nature, can disappear into society if need be as a laborer or woodworker. Keeps curious things such as herbs, a box of matches, a flint-stone, cigars, lengths of thin rope in his coat pockets. Highly flexible and agile thanks to constantly pushing his physical limits and finding peace in challenging his body in the woods. Is also known as 'Famine' and the 'Wolf of the North', he stands with Bragi and Rose. Eberel also has a romantic tie to the Tiger Thropian Lyra Caerwyn. Eberel now stands alone as the alpha of wolf thropians and is in a constant state of preparedness.

Arsenal:
<sub>1 Metal cylinder with water holds at either end, eighteen inches in length.
4 Tomahawks
4 Daggers
1 Battle-axe, four feet from bottom of grip to the tip of the three inch spike above the eye of the blade.
1 Bastard sword 54" in length and sheath on his back with a metal cylinder strapped to sheath. Handsome black leather grip and a spherical pommel.
1 Switchblade knife with five inch blade, not often used for battle, used for whittling and skinning fish.

Each weapon, with the exception of the Icewind blade, hosts Eberel-Fen's rune on the blade of the axe or the rainguard of the daggers and bastard sword. It is repeated in spirals on the metal water cylinder, made of titanium alloy.</sub>

Powers: Exposure to frigid temperatures gave ability to lay paws or sink teeth into things and freeze them, also to snuff fire and freeze things with his breath. This ability was honed to an advanced level under the tutelage and guidance of Bragi Winterheart. Speaking Irish Gaelic Eberel can summon blizzards and freeze over his weapons by kissing the runes on them or speaking the Gaelic word of ice to them, he controls ice with great ease, drawing the very moisture from the air. The more moisture and precipitation in the air, the more Eberel can draw from it, it pulls itself towards him, which often creates a low fog around his body when he travels through the forests. Can send small waves of ice mist from his palms if they are not occupied by weapons, but the ice mist does not travel far, only a few meters. His own weapons, if they should be turned against him, can be smashed into ice particles and not harm him, and when they are left in an enemy's wound they can infect the blood and tissue with frostbite and ice.

_{Summoning Words for Ice Ability:
Blizzard: síobadh sneachta
Ice: oighear
Shield: sciath chosanta
Hail: cloch shneachta
Dagger: miodóg
Fog/Mist: ceo}