Name: Azerus

Apparent Age: Early 20's

Appearance: (Currently)
Azerus would be tall, if he stood up straight. Instead he is commonly slouched with his head hanging low and his deep wild green eyes affixed to the floor.
His shoulders are wide but not held with confidence or pride. Beneath the ragged worn clothes there is muscle, but it seems to have lost definition with time in the pit.
His hair is mattered and dark, it holds no style what so ever. Length ranges from patches of strands that almost reach his jawline with a curl, to short sharp inch long stubble with a mix of blends and sudden changes in between.

Personality: At first shy and withdrawn. 
The rest is yet to be seen.

Powers:
His magic ascended from a tribe of great hunters. Over generations of integration with the ever expansion of civilisation an offshoot had began to grow in favour of profit over survival. 

This magics most profitable nature was hunting, and nothing was more profitable then human game.

Fearful of the offshoot clan's new reputation, any and all born into the lineage were hunted and treated as criminals.
 
(Major ability
-associated minor)

Shifting
-Therionology
Blood magic
-Symbol magic