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Name: Thomas Young

Age: 21

Appearance:

There is a notable scar, that runs the length of his left arm, this is due to a hunt that almost took his life.

Human, werewolf, or hunter?:
Hunter

If hunter:
Both, explained in the background.

Background:
Growing up without a mother, he always questioned his father at why he never talked about her, only to be given a cold glare and ignored. Always perturbed by this, he grew to somewhat dislike his father, nevertheless he still depended on him, at the tender age of 15 his father started training him on the art of killing 'werewolves.' Believing werewolves to be a children's tale, he questioned his father, he finally caved and talked about his mother, through tears and snot, he explained at how his mother died  being attacked by one of those things, it mauled and tore away at the mother, while claiming that it was grinning the whole time, the werewolf let the father live for some odd reason, left with the task of raising his 5 year old son, Thomas, to himself. Thus the father took the mantle of becoming a Hunter, with the sole vengeance of hunting that one 'fucking werewolf, with the scar beneath its left eye' Fully taken aback by this, he started to follow his fathers training more rigorously, and in time, be more proficient than his father.

His father disappeared one night, and Thomas knew why, one misstep with a werewolf encounter could very well end your life. Vengeance seeped into his very being, the same vengeance his father had. Weeks and weeks he had tried to look for this werewolf with the scar beneath his left eye, after months and even years of fruitless leads, he finally found 'it'. It appears that the werewolf would appear in this warehouse, the reason wasn't given to him as to why, but he didn't care he simply wanted revenge. Thomas set up traps in the area where the lead was found, from razor-sharp strings to silver-laced traps. He set up meat in order to try and lure the fucker into the trap. Everything was ready for this encounter.

Hours of waiting, the Werewolf finally showed up, enticed by the smell, Thomas made sure the fucker was the same one who killed both his parents, taking a quick glance over he saw the visible scar directly under the Left eye. Finally confirming this was 'the' werewolf. He set his plan in motion, after a few minutes he heard a trap go off, and quickly rushed to find that the trap has been set off, but there was nothing there. Wide eyed, he looked around and found nothing, suddenly a seeping pain entered his left shoulder and ran down to his hand. The werewolf has jumped up to one of the support beams right before the trap went off, searing in pain, he was thrown back to a pile of metal rods, and sat there, bleeding to death. The werewolf, smuggishly grinning, it then started to walk towards him, chest stuck out "Like father, like son." It uttered in a condescending tone. Suddenly, a bag of wolfsbane poured onto the werewolf, one of his contingency traps had activated. The werewolf screamed in pain and agony. Using the last of his strength, he grabbed a silver knife that his father had handed down to him, the night before he died, and slashed across it's neck. He slashed a few more times with the strength he had left, and finally it stopped struggling, it died with a groan. 

Collapsing on the floor from succumbing to his injuries, he had finally finished the job that his father couldn't, content with dying there he gave himself a stupid smile, he closed his eyes.

Luckily, he was found by a hunter, who was tracking the same werewolf, and was saved by 'a hairs breadth'. He woke up in a Hospital, "Guess God has other things planned for me." he utters before collapsing again.

Ehm, sorry for the rushed background, I might refine it later hehe, also, I used wolfsbane as an item that weakened it, and i kinda made it so that the Werewolf could talk, if that's not fine, then just tell me.
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