General Bio 
Name:Frid Adalwolf
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: 
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Usual appearance along with the barely visible(In this image) shaved head.[/hider]

Superpower
Name of ability: Focus 
Description: The brain of the user goes into overdrive analyzing every possible aspect of a given information. Information is gathered by the 5 senses as in all humans. At its peek this ability can make it so that the time slows down around the user, allowing him to make quick actions.
Level one abilities: Slight enhancement of cognitive power upon use. The information gathering becomes more enhanced later on allowing for more exact educated guesses. At this point to get any real results the user must maintain the ability for as long as possible. 
Level three abilities: Increased Cognitive power and information gathering. The 5 senses become more acute while using the power. Slight increase in combat efficiency due to the ability to read movements. Educated guesses are more accurate. Full use of the power is no longer needed for best effectiveness but the cognitive power still won't surpass by far the best and brightest humans alive
Level five abilities: Greater cognitive power and information gathering. At this point using the ability will make time seem to move slower for the user due to the high rate of transfer between the brain and five senses. This increases the combat effectiveness especially in parrying and countering attacks. Can read through powers with ease deducing both their nature and qualities. In its most advanced state the power leads the whole power into this overdrive making close combat quite effective. While the power's strength becomes extreme, allowing best results with only minor flashes of focus.
Weakness/drawback: Constant use may never surpass 5 minutes(2 minutes for level 5 since the overdrive is much stronger). The reason here is that it may cause permanent damage to the brain and body later on.

History 
History: His first experience with free climbing was in his first year of high-school. But should we return to the origins of this hobby we would find a over passionate father that took his son on every hiking path within a couple hundred miles of NYC. At the age of ten Frid was signed up at the local mountain climbing club and soon reached to top of his age limit. But while all this was fun, it felt more like a constriction then the real deal. Thus we return to high school a few years later where a original way to ditch class was created. On that day he brought with him his climbing gloves since his classroom was on the third floor. Slipping out the window he moved across the window sills jumping from one window to another then finally to the drainage pipe. Climbing down was quite fatiguing but not to the point one would fall of, especially one trained in climbing. Everything working perfectly, well almost, since some feet of the ground a shriek broke his concentration and fell of. It seemed that one of the teacher had spotted him and panicking shrieked and caught the attention of the whole school. Harsh punishment awaited him, and he took it head high, he had finally found his way of climbing, "Ropes are for sissies" Became his motto for many years to come.

The day before the bus ride: 
Frid stood in front of an aging mahogany desk. His balding boss was site across with Frid's letter as lecture. The young man had just resigned for one of the craziest reason he had ever seen. To resign because he was refused a prolonged leave of absence, to go rock climbing to boot..."This is crazy!" Said the old man with a tone of irritation. "You're a grown man...you...you mean that you'd rather quit this job." He had started his work just some time ago, well the reason he did start his job on the other hand was to gain the money he needed for this expedition. "To go and loose your self in some mountain range?" the boss continued. Frid had already been listening to this old man's ranting for some minutes now, with his head bowed as if he'd been sorry. But it was time to put an end to this, with a mocking smile on his face he retorted "Yeah, that's right. Who the hell do you think likes to work for you?" He took a deep breath of air just enough to let his boss feel he had a chance to talk again, and continued. "You know what the difference between a mountain and a so called [i]corporate ladder[/i]? A mountain always has a crevasse or two to which you can hang on as you climb up. But a company stops having such things after a certain point, you just get stuck in the middle of the mountain with no way to go up or down." With that he turns towards the door and steps out of the office slamming it shut. From inside the chiefs office everyone could hear him screaming that he'd never work in this state ever again. Consequently that suited him just fine as he had no intentions of returning to the States. This was only the first of several fights he'd have today, since he didn't announce anyone of his plans.

Tomorrow he would board a plane headed to Europe, the mountains there are by far more interesting and still unconquered by him. But until that moment he still had to face some people. His family would be rather shocked but wouldn't try to stop him, he is his father's son after all. The real problem would be his girlfriend...well the girl that stuck to him because he was buff and slightly famous in some circles. She always said she loved him, and he would always lie that he loved her too. But it was time to put an end to this. Mind you, he never planned to hurt her, but one could see how superficial her love was, thus he kept her around because she was convenient, no doubt she would find some other schmuck to leech of within a week.

He arrived at home late that evening since he had to pay a visit to all utilities, he had to liquidate all contracts after all. His girlfriend had already gotten home and was taking a shower. [i]Perfect timing...[/i]he thought as he started packing. Packing meant usually just his underwear and socks since he kept most his close packed in a backpack at all times. He left out a pair of jeans a t shirt and a jacket to wear tomorrow, but that was about all. He debated for a second weather he should say something to his girlfriend or not, and decided that he'd rather not be there when she'd find out that he left her. As he opened the door to the lobby she got out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her head. "Where on earth are you going with that at this hour?" she asked, as a response he only spat over the shoulder a dry "Goodbye"