[hider=Hunter]
[b]Name:[/b] The Hunter, or simply Hunter. 

[b]Game Origin:[/b] Bloodborne. 

[b]Appearance:[/b] [img] https://bloodborne.wiki.fextralife.com/file/Bloodborne/bloodborne_hunter_cover.jpg[/img]  

[b]Personality:[/b] A silent, taciturn man. He rarely speaks, focusing more on the combat side of things. He's very goal-oriented, good at following orders and making snap decisions, and killing things, like, super hard. Seeks the Paleblood, a mythical substance, to cure his (not-too-prominent just yet) disease. Rather paranoid about the fact that one day he could be a beast too. Speaking of beasts, he hates them and basically anything resembling a nonhuman. He hasn't had the best experiences with them. While he's not superhuman strong, he is strong enough to haul around his saw cleaver, and he's got the willpower to ignore the pain of most non-fatal wounds and to draw his own blood if need be. Big fan of being mysterious. Suffers from a little memory loss about before Yharnam, meaning the life he remembers is primarily hunting. He doesn't even remember what he needed the Paleblood for. 

[b]Background:[/b] The Hunter came to Yharnam for the Paleblood. Paleblood, that mythical cure for all that ails. Yharnam, the city that sleeps. His memory of reaching Yharnam is foggy. Mostly what he remembers is waking up in a clinic and being basically press-ganged into the Hunt. Then he died shortly afterward. Then, by some miracle, he was alive again, apparently. He woke up in the Hunter's Dream, where he received his signature weapons, the hunter's pistol and the saw cleaver. From there he was set forward to slay the beasts. It wasn't long before he discovered that it wasn't just the Beast Plague. Something otherworldly had its hands on Yharnam. When the moon turned red and the beasts were granted eyes, the Hunter's mind suffered. His insight into the alien dimensions scarred his mind, yet he didn't stop the Hunt. The Hunt never stops. Or at least, it hadn't stopped yet. But the Hunter tried. He defeated the First Hunter, but as the Moon Presence descended to rend its terrible judgment, something happened. The Light came, this thing alien even to the Great Ones, and suddenly, the Hunter was gone.  

[b]Specialty:[/b] He is overwhelmingly an offensive player. His entire style is evasion, parrying, and wrecking the enemy's day. Generally better up close in a fight, though his pistol has a decent range on it. Effective in both duels and mob fights.  

[b]Level:[/b] 1 

[b]Experience:[/b] 0/10 

[b]Powers:[/b]  [list]  [*] Violent Self-Mending - Feeds on blood to heal himself. This can be done either by cutting someone open and drinking or in the heat of the moment by simply drawing blood. If he has access to the appropriate materials, he can also craft a blood vial, which is a portable syringe that he can use to inject himself. [/list]  

[b]Strengths:[/b] [list]  [*] Snap Movements - Deceptively fast, allowing him to dodge most attacks and get into position for his own attacks. Also allows for him to parry attacks faster than most people can attack him. 

[*] Pain Resistance - Doesn't really feel pain. He still gets injured like a regular man, but he can muscle through almost anything. Also means he doesn't really black out.  

[*] Combat Experience - Knows how to use that cleaver he has. Not too bad with the pistol, either. If need be he can even use his bare hands. [/list] 

[b]Weaknesses:[/b] [list] [*] Sick? - May or may not be sick. He can't quite seem to remember what it was he was sick with, but he fears that any time now it will prove to be the Beast Plague or something like it. 

[*]True Sight - His mind is scarred with the sight of the true horrors of the Hunt. Leads to paranoia, distrustfulness, and aggressiveness. Some say that those with the insight to see the horrors have their brains lined with eyes... [/list]  

[b]Spirits:[/b] [list]
 [*]None just yet. [/list] 

[b]Kindred Spirits:[/b] [list] 
[*]None just yet.  
[/list] 

[b]Inventory:[/b] He's got his his clothes, his hat, his saw cleaver, and his pistol. Oh, and an ammo satchel and roughly eight blood vials strapped to the inside of his cloak. [/hider]