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warren Hargrove

Name:Warren Hargrove
Gender: Male
Race:Wolfir- A race of werewolves that have had their wolf and human aspects fused.
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Birthplace: Small village of other Wolfir in a forest near mountains.
Status or Nobility?: Son of the pack leader so kinda like nobility to humans.

Knack for magic or fighting prowess: Has an affinity for nature magic. Can communicate to nature and wildlife. Skilled hunter but never for sport. Skilled in hand to hand as well as the staff.
Personality: Warren is driven by wanting to make the world understand that his race is not wild or evil. Warren also has a sense of adventure that none of the others in his village has but with a healthy dose of knowing the need to stay hidden most of the time. A kind face and warm heart usually set him at ease.
Brief Background: Warren grew up normal for Wolfir if not a little on the spoiled side due to being the son or their pack leader. As he grew though he had question of why they were never allowed to leave the woods. Why humans were afraid of them when Wolfir acted just like them. When it was discover that he knew the ancient magics of nature Warren was trained by the medicine man of their pack usually through stories about his magic. Though Warren knows a few things he doesnt know the true depths of his power. When he was of age finally his father gave him a choice. Leave or stay but if he left he couldn't come back for a very long time. With a heavy heart it was that Warren set out the next day. Years later he discovered that humans could be very judging just by viewing another. Many thought he would eat them or kill them when all he wanted was to get to know humans. Warren was disappointed by most of the world but knew he couldn't return to his village. Over the next few years he became of woodman talking to the trees and telling them what they would become if only he could chop them down. The merchant trader that bought the wood was his only friend that he had made and together they were the best in market with the furniture and knick knacks they made out of the wood. Finally Warren started having visions that he was needed to see that festival of lights. Bidding his friend farewell he set off on his next journey
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