[hider=Roland The Scavenger Wolf][center] [h1]Roland The Scavenger Wolf[/h1] [hider=A Man in Wolf's Clothing] [img]https://i.imgur.com/UAMll31.jpg[/img] [/hider] [i]"The bitter frost isn’t that bad."[/i] [h3][b][BIRTHNAME: Roland of Sussex⫻ HOME UNIVERSE: Entropyverse ⫻ AGE: 38 ⫻ ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral][/b][/h3] [h2][b]▼ APPEARANCE ▼[/b][/h2][hr][hr] [i]"How I lost my eye? Loyalty."[/i] The stress of the harsh snow has significantly advanced Roland’s aging, reflected on his wrinkled skin. His hair is grayed as well though this blends well with the snow camouflage coat he wears out on hunts. Fur and leather make up all of his clothing, in order to protect him from the elements. Lastly, his left eye has been gouged out and replaced with an experimental mechanical eye courtesy of the scientists at Oxbridge. [h2][b]▼ PERSONALITY ▼[/b][/h2][hr][hr] [i]"I’m what you call an optimistic pessimist. Expecting for the worst and praying for the best."[/i] Planning and preparing for every conceivable scenario is The Scavenger Wolf’s specialty, often staying quiet and lost in his thoughts aside from the occasional self-muttering. Roland’s loyalty is to himself first and as such he has a hard time with authority that has a different view than him. Though, he rarely confronts them directly. As well, empathy may not be his strongest suite yet he strives to do the most pragmatic choice when possible. He is also quite cynical, due to traveling most of the known landscape of his world and only finding strife. Underneath all that, Roland is sincerely hopeful and tries to believe in the good of others. When all else fails, he will be the first one out of the emergency exit. [h2][b]▼ BACKSTORY ▼[/b][/h2][hr][hr] [i]"Your guess is as good as mine.”[/i] Born from the snow with nothing to his name, Roland was an orphaned lad who grew up in the settlement of Old-Sussex-by-the-Sea. To earn his keep, he was a hunter’s apprentice who braved the cold in order to hunt snow hares at first. As he grew older, the game he hunted also changed. For you see, the land he lived on was soon subjugated by the warrior-king known only by the title of Sea Falkyir and forcefully conscripted all men of fighting age. Those who refused soon found themselves struck down from where they stood. His exploits in the Falkyir’s army would be where he would receive his new name: The Scavenger Wolf. It is not one only of honor as most would expect but rather of Roland’s practical use for the army. His expertise in foraging and animal trapping would prove lifesaving in the scarce wasteland during long campaigns, usually doing the job of five hunters at a time. Though, this wouldn’t last long as a defeat and route at a battle in the frozen marshlands of Flanders would break the expeditionary legion of the Sea Falkyir, dispersing most of the survivors. The Wolf wouldn’t be as lucky as he would be captured by his enemies. Luckily, the S.F.I. Federation grants clemency to useful soldiers willing to swear vows of loyalties. To prove such loyalty, they required a sacrifice from their new recruits. Of course they didn’t really have much of a choice in the matter as death was the alternative. Finding himself once again conscripted by a new army, Roland was now assigned to a unit that was contracted to defend the Oxbridge Campus from raiders and roving wild animals. The post was comfortable all things considered until one night the central Coal Core started to overheat and required emergency cooling. Charging in with a group of engineers with the suspicions of sabotage, Roland would find himself at the center of an explosive blast from a core meltdown. Except he didn’t die, or so he’s told. He now finds himself at the Initiative, still confused at the matter but isn’t in any rush to go back to his world any time soon. [h2][b]▼ ABILITIES & EQUIPMENT ▼[/b][/h2][hr][hr] [i]"Bless the Campusineans and their barrel cleaners."[/i] [color=0076a3]Repeater Rifle[/color] – The fastest reloading rifle model in the known Entropyverse. Requires only an average of five seconds between every shot! [color=0076a3]Bowie Knife[/color] – A rather large knife that is used to skin fur from animals. [color=0076a3]Ice Pick, Rope and Chisel[/color] – A set of tools that is mandatory for anyone willing to travel outside the walls of settlements. [color=0076a3]Hunter’s Snow Coat[/color] – A coat that blends well in arctic environments, adorned with leather and fur. Snow goggles are also attached to the hood of the coat. [color=0076a3]Maintenance Kit[/color] – A small satchel bags filled with lubricating rifle cleaners and whetstones. [color=0076a3]Frost Familiarity[/color] – While he would rather not be out in the cold, Roland is somewhat of an expert in surviving freezing conditions. [h2][b]▼ LIMITS-WEAKNESSES ▼[/b][/h2][hr][hr] [i]"Err on the side of caution because I’m not risking my ass for yours."[/i] [color=0076a3]A Man Among Gods[/color] – He’s nobody special and this bothers him when paired with the fantastical. [color=0076a3]Reluctant to Fight[/color] – Each time he’s had to pick up his weapon, it’s always been to fight for survival. If given the choice, he would rather avoid violence. [color=0076a3]Me First![/color] – A lifetime of looking out for himself doesn’t simply disappear. This may mean putting his needs and safety before others. [h2][b]▼ OTHER ▼[/b][/h2][hr][hr] [i]"Tan your own hide and you’ll never be angry at second rater leatherworkers."[/i] Roland has a DIY attitude when it comes to his clothes, from gathering the materials all the way to stitching the seams together. [/center][/hider]