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[b][color=0072bc][u]Name:[/u][/color][/b]
[indent]Matthias Konstantine [/indent]

[b][color=0072bc][u]Titles:[/u][/color][/b] 
[indent]"Konstantine the Considerate" | "Lieutenant" | “Sir”[/indent]

[b][color=0072bc][u]Appearance Description:[/u][/color][/b]
[indent]Konstantine is a well-built soldier that is riddled with past conflicts of both hostile forces and the bite of winter's constant embrace. His face is unusually tanned for someone in Anarcas, with some people believing he originated from Estala or even Ibion. However, it reveals every minor wrinkle, crust, and scars that accumulates, while also sporting dark hazelnut eyes and longish light brown hair. Some say that constant exposure to such whether makes some age more rapidly, with Konstantine looking several years older than he actually is. His muscular body, riddled in scars from previous battles, is usually encapsulated in a carapace of dark-blue iron armor, lined with gold highlights, being only taken off when in baths and in other rare circumstances. He stands at 5’10” (1.78 Meters) and weighs in at 146 lbs (66.2 Kg) without his bulky armor. [/indent]

[b][color=0072bc][u]Age:[/u][/color][/b] 
[indent]42[/indent]

[b][color=0072bc][u]Class:[/u][/color][/b] 
[indent]Lieutenant (Armored)[/indent]
 
[b][color=0072bc][u]Race:[/u][/color][/b]
[indent]Beorc[/indent]

[b][color=0072bc][u]Birthplace:[/u][/color][/b]
[indent]Anarcas --> Blackwater[/indent]

[b][color=0072bc][u]Personality:[/u][/color][/b]
[indent]Hardened by the brutal battles within Anarcas’ eternal winter, Konstantine is a veteran soldier that strives to ensure the survival of his men. A stern, yet inspiring, lieutenant, he always makes sure that his troops and comrades are in tip-top shape, well-trained, and that they are all ready for battle at a moment’s notice. He barely ever smiles, usually seem issuing a frown that ranges from mildly-calm to that of utter disappointment, which all depends on the situation at hand. Despite his rather imposing persona, Konstantine is also known to be extremely kind and generous to his men, treating them all as if they were his brothers and sisters. This is especially true to the more emotional portion that he undersees, soldier who are new and have not yet seen raw combat outside the safety of their walls. Instead of punishing them, Konstantine sympathizes with their pain and through encouraging words and phrases he often pushes them to become braver and more willing to fight. This is why it so pains him to see when his men fall in battle, but he always carries on, even in the darkest of times.[/indent]

[b][color=0072bc][u]Biography:[/u][/color][/b]
[indent]Matthias Constantine was born to a small middle-class family in the Anarcas capital, Blackwater. His father, Vellard, was a simple fishmonger, while his mother, Freya, was a priest for the Anarcan Central Army. Freya was relatively well-known for her commitment on the battlefield as well as her generosity towards her wounded patients she cared for. Most of the generals she worked under applauded her efforts in healing almost every patient under her care, with a mortality rate of only 4%. Meanwhile, Vellard was able to avoid getting enrolled due to a minor limp he had sustained from an infection several years prior. Wanting take after his mother, Matthias wanted to become a respected unit on the battlefield just like her, however he didn't feel like he could be a good cleric. His superiors suggested that he'd become an armored unit, as his physical strength and endurance made him eligible for the task. Accepting the offer, Matthias began training at the age of 12.

Three years later, he would be put to the ultimate test.

After the Siege of Fort Rigane, the Anarcan-Cesadan Army had been suffering losses left and right against the Estalan army. They were now on the loosing end of the war. As more troops attempted to aid the nearby towns and fortresses that were under attack, the walls of Blackwater became more desolate and empty. So when Erigan IV's forces set their sights on the capital of Anarcas, few were prepared for the landslide of slaughter that was to commence. Forced into the battle alongside his mother, the Konstantines did all they could to aid their companions and push the opposing forces back. Matthias even briefly clashed with Erigan IV's himself before being gravely injured and forced to fall back. Freya was able to heal her son's wound considerably before she was shot down by an enemy sniper straight into her back and penetrating her spine. Fatally paralyzed, Freya told her son to run and to continue carrying her mother's legacy as a protector of the innocent before ultimately dying to her wounds. Matthias didn't run immediately, instead hiding in the shadows as he watched Theodorus Floran, Regent of Anarcas, battle and strike down the enemy king. It was a bittersweet moment, only to be crushed into dust as the army suddenly developed a newfound strength to earn them the final blow that ended the War of the New Leaf.

Meanwhile, Vellard Konstantine seemed to have vanished without a trace for reasons unknown.

Konstantine was somehow able to escape being captured by the enemy as he left the blood-soaked capital and traveled to Floransvale to the southeast. While the Estalan victory left a vile distaste in his mouth, Matthias surprisingly didn't shed much vengeance for the opposing army. Yes they killed his mother, that he'll definitely never forgive them for and will always grieve for, but this was only war. And he understood, thanks to his superiors, that war is cruel and heartless to everyone, regardless of their position. Yet his mother's death would only make him stronger and more willing to ensure that his fellow comrades will survive the following battles and ensure that they'll come back to see their loved ones unharmed. This is something he'd embrace once he achieved the status of lieutenant at the age of 30. 

With the lack of battle, Matthias' rank stagnated as he attempts to live a more peaceful lifestyle, while still honoring his rank and position in the army in times of peace. While he still heavily dislikes Estala for what they've done, his views continue to soften, only viewing them as simply a powerful faction within the realm and nothing more. Whether or not Anarcas would return to its former glory is of no concern to him. However with the rumors that a child of the Floran family had somehow survived the war, he couldn't help but to be curious at what the future holds next. 

And now with the Pirate War becoming more and more of a threat towards Anarcas, as it slowly makes it's way up towards the Archipelago, Lieutenant Konstantine will have to prepare to engage the scum and villainy that sails ever so closer with each passing day.[/indent]

[b][color=0072bc][u]Inventory:[/u][/color][/b] 
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[*][b]Silver Lance:[/b] (See Picture)
[*][b]Silver Shield:[/b] (See Picture)
[*][b]Vulnerary:[/b] A healing potion that restores 10% - 15% of  user's health. (3/3)
[*][b]Warm Drink:[/b] Provides +20% cold resistance and recovers 5% of user's health. (2/2)
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[b][color=0072bc][u]Other:[/u][/color][/b] 
[indent]- [b]Voice Actor:[/b] DC Douglas 
- [b]Direction:[/b] A slightly younger, but more serious, Gunter.[/indent]

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[h3][color=9e0b0f]"I may look like a damn freak, but keep yer distance and I won' bite."[/color][/h3]

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[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Name:[/color][/u][/b]
[indent]Aljahim[/indent]

[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Titles:[/color][/u][/b] 
[indent]"Al" | "Hellhound" | "Ravager"[/indent]

[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Appearance Description:[/color][/u][/b]
[indent]Once an elegant wolf coated in silky white fur, Al has turned into a gruesome-looking beast that makes him look like a feral wolf from hell. Besides his rustled hair that is bundled in a man bun, all the hair on his body is gone, replaced by dark red, wrinkled, skin that resembles cauterized blood. He sports eerie cold-blue eyes and his mouth is deformed in having large white jagged fangs run down his entire mouth. Small bony protrusions stick out of his elbow and calf regions, whilst sporting longer arms and legs that are tipped in long sharp claws. Most notably, Al's human legs look much like that of a wolf, yet sport two rows of dagger-like toe claws, with the top row of three sticking out of the foot's cuneiforms. Even Al's tail is lined with these bony spikes, with the biggest being located near the tip.

In his Beorc form, Al stands at 6'2" (1.87 Meters) and weighs in at 163 lbs (73.9 kg), while often sporting a rugged coat, with a hoodie to hide his features, and worn-out pants that stop at his knees.

In his beastial form, Al is around three times as big as a wolf, standing at 7 feet (2.1 meters) tall and 55 feet (17 meters) long.[/indent]

[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Age:[/color][/u][/b] 
[indent]124 Years[/indent]

[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Class:[/color][/u][/b] 
[indent]Wolf (Cursed)[/indent]
 
[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Race:[/color][/u][/b]
[indent]Laguz (Cursed Wolf)[/indent]

[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Birthplace:[/color][/u][/b]
[indent]Ibion[/indent]

[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Personality:[/color][/u][/b]
[indent]Since he was cursed into the wretched form he currently resides in, Al's mind has been tainted in a bad-tempered and grouchy persona. Since nearly everyone who approaches him is driven away by his looks, as well as being outcasted from his own tribe due to this, he had to get used to the fact that he'll most likely will never get accepted into a normal society. Thus he tends to bar himself from most social interactions, shooing away most who want to talk to him, and to any being he must force himself to talk to, it's often very brief and straight to the point before he takes his leave. This attitude is also present during times of conflict, where Al would often tend not to fight people and mind his own business, however it's simply to keep his true form hidden from the public. Because once he gets rilled up significantly, he becomes a ravaging ball of animalistic carnage and chaos. 

He swears to find the person who cursed him into this monstrosity and either force him to restore his old body if possible, or if not, simply kill him in the most agonizing way imaginable.[/indent]

[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Biography:[/color][/u][/b]
[indent]Aljahim was born under the shining shores of Assegai, Ibion to a tribe of nomatic white wolves known as "The Fangs". The Fangs was a migratory tribe, usually residing in the mountains during the Summer, only to come down to the beach in the Winter, all in order to ensure that they have a constant supply of food that they can call upon at will. They are also a completely independent tribe, relying only amongst themselves for they very rarely visit or interact with the other tribes within the area, not even towards other wolf tribe. Due to the infamous nature of the Beorc's, the Fangs also kill any that step foot within their territory, regardless if they are hostile or not. It's all to ensure that they won't be captured and put into slavery.

Al was a noble wolf, one who was very well-liked and was a prime candidate to become the next Fang leader. He was strong, courageous, and very compassionate of his brethren. He'd often attempt to hunt the largest animals within the region by himself or with a few hand-selected elites and was praised for his high-risk work in sustaining the tribe. However, it didn't prepare him when he came face-to-face with [b]HIM[/b]. Al encountered a lone man, his faced covered with a void-black hood with red stripes running down both the front and back, all held together by a thick yellow string. The man looked young, but his voice was ominous and brooding, as if he was possessed. Through pure instincts, the wolf attacked him, yet was suddenly taken back as he was blasted with a thick purple fog. Just before he blacked out, he could only hear the chaotic laughter coming from the man, shortly after he said something under his breath.

Soon after, Al woke up to find himself completely mortified at to what had become of him. His lush white fur had completely fallen off his body, save for his hair, replaced with this rough red, wrinkly, scarred skin. His entire features had also seemed to have mutated, sharp fangs, bony spikes jetting out of his arms, legs, and even his tail, as he was turned into what can only be called a monster. It seemed as if the hooded man had placed a curse on him. With his pride shattered, he dreaded what the tribe would think of him in his current state as he heads home, only to be met by his comrades who drove him away. Even as he tried to prove that he was really Al, they didn't trust him and thus they essentially "banished" him from the Fangs.

He was 43 years old when it happened.

Now forced to live a life of solitude, the cursed laguz was to forever wonder the world alone. However, Al also swore to find that same man who cursed him and either force him to change him back into his original self, or otherwise to just simply kill him. But until that day, Al will have to deal with his current predicament and indeed he began to feel more comfortable in his current body. After all, it did have some perks that gave him a step up compared to most of his race... but all for the cost of being the first and perhaps the last of his kind. 
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[b][color=9e0b0f][u]Inventory:[/u][/color][/b] 
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[*][b]Fang:[/b] User's fangs and claws are used to attack opponents.
[*][b]Stamina Drink:[/b] Reduces fatigue back to 0 completely. (1/1)
[*][b]Speed Tonic:[/b] Increases user's speed significantly for the entire battle. (1/1)
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[b][u][color=9e0b0f]Other:[/color][/u][/b] 
[indent]- [b]Voice Actor:[/b] Steve Blum
- [b]Direction:[/b] Wolverine with some Zeb Orrelios involved. 

- Aljahim ([i]"Ale-sha-heem"[/i]) means "Hell" in Arabic (edgy, I know).

- Al is known to be a fighter who is quick on his feet, yet hits extremely hard.

- Al can be deterred by most magics, however more so when in contact with thunder and holy magics.
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