Kind of a place holder. What can I say, I love character creation.
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[hider=Oren Fendal]
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[b]Name:[/b] Oren Fendal
[b]Age:[/b] 80
[b]Blood%:[/b] 60% Tyro, 40% Oro
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Sex Preference:[/b] Bisexual
[b]Height:[/b] 6'2
[b]Weight:[/b] 209 lbs.
[b]Physical appearance:[/b] Physically appears to be in his early thirties, Oren has dominantly Tyro features. Scales cover his arms, legs, upper back, and chest. These scales are a dull red and very from smooth to craggy, his Oro heritage peeking through. When it isn't contorted into a scowl or stone faced apathy, Oren could be  considered handsome but, alas. Due to lingering military habits Oren keeps his hair short to his head, a little less than half an inch. Physically speaking he is like a beaten up tin can made of gold, the dents are there and there is some dirt on it but gold is gold. He has lost a bit muscle tone since his days in the Fortia armed forces but his overall build is muscular. There are many scars that cover his body, most are small things like a cut or a bullet but there are several that pop out. On his head there is a long scar that cuts through the left corner of his left eyebrow, cresting through and over his temple in a curved line. Secondly there is a large and irregularly shaped scar that branches its way along his chest, caused by an electricity based weapon. Finally there are two ugly scars over his shoulder blades, the result of having his wings ripped off. He doesn't talk about it.
[b]Apparel:[/b] 
At home, a pair of baggy jeans with lots of spacious pockets and fingerless leather gloves, if the heat permits it he will pull on a tank top. Aesthetically he has a gold chain necklace with his own, and several others, dog tags on it.
-When traveling to other places he packs according to the weather and less for comfort, practicality is its own style.
[b]Vehicle:[/b] A motorcycle, plain and simple but reliable. max speed of 68 mph on a flat stretch of land.
[b]Personality:[/b] Brief description on character's quirks, likes, and peeves.
[b]Occupation:[/b]
-Mechanic
-Mercenary
[b]Faction:[/b] Oren is loyal to Fotia as a whole and not to any one faction in particular.
[b]Pet:[/b] N/A
[b]Adv. App.:[/b] Only those with experience with fighting in elite squadrons on either Fotia or Tearianaris.
[b]Exp:[/b] The experiences that made you A. What class you are. Explain how you came to be in your class including the training within class. B. How you came to be able to use your blood limit abilities and what training you have done with them. C. How you have come across your weapons and what training you have with them. D. If you're in a faction or own a store how did you meet these qualifications. Time of training and etc must reflect age. E. How you have trained and learned your spells.
[b]Spells:[/b] N/A
[b]Abilities/Powers:[/b] Can breath fire, resist heat, and fill himself with adrenaline like any other Tyro but also has the strength, claws, and hide of an Oro. Once had wings, ONCE being a key word.
[b]Hindrances:[/b] 
-Old battle wounds, namely where his wings where torn off.
-Survivors Guilt
-Drowns his sorrows in booze and the pleasures of flesh on "bad nights"
[b]Unknown Weaknesses:[/b] 
-PTSD, infrequently a problem but on some nights Oren "Goes back" and relives the nightmare.
-Stubbornness
[b]Weapons:[/b]
-Claws
-Guns, shotguns and rifles especially
[b]History:[/b] A brief tour into your character's life and how they end up where they are at the start of the RPG.
[b]Trivia:[/b] (optional) Didn't know that![/hider]