Username: 1Charak2
Name: Charak Lyre
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Allegiance: No one. Not anymore...
Weapon: He prefers his bare hands and sometimes a Knife his combat style is generally improvised for the situation.
Pokemon Form Species:
MightyenaPokemon Form Ability: Quick feet
Pokemon Form Moveset: Sucker punch, Dig , Fire Fang , Shadow ball
Appearance:

He doesn't anyways were gloves in actual fact prefers not to. his pupils also take a similar appearance to a Mightyena's when he is angry. his eyes are also a Yellowish orange color. (he just thinks its cause of his morph) He also doesn't like to brush or comb his hair in anyway preferring to letting it go scruffy.
Personality: How can one describe one who only really cares about their own well being. Selfish? Insecure? Scared? What about smart? nobody calls those types of people smart. But neither the less Sometimes they just don't want to take the chance of being caught. Perhaps they don't like the company of other people because they feel betrayed. betrayed because they saw how Badly people can act. Maybe just maybe that is the case. but even then maybe they don't want to be like that but its the only way they can feel secure about themselves...
What can one say about a Accident that could change a boy's life?
It was a simple day 3 years ago in his home village in Charak had just came home to find his mother had long since left. But she had left a note saying she would return before dark at the latest. So with a couple of hours to burn Charak headed towards his friend's place. His friend named David. Was by all facts older then he was but They shared a very close bond. One could even call them brothers. David was a morph like he was but unlike him. David had a very natural affinity for combat.
However when Charak arrived at the house. David was struggling against two Soldiers who seemed to rough handling him out of the doorway of his Fathers house. David's Father stood in the door and did nothing in fact it looked as if he wanted his own son gone from his life. Charak quickly understood what had happened from what David was yelling in-between the insults. It seemed David's Father who was completely normal in every possible way wanted his morph of a son gone because it made him look like a disgrace towards the townsfolk.
David was about to be loaded onto the back of a cart where two more Soldiers where waiting to tie him up and then permanently lock him away. Seeing what was happening to his only Friend. Charak morphed into a Poochyena and attacked on of the Soldiers. Which at first startled David but he quickly caught on and Freed himself from the Soldiers grip. Charak weaved between the Soldiers Harassing them as David attacked them head on. but alias their was not 4 soldiers but 5. And the 5th had a friend a Garchomp which tore after Charak Sending him flying with a simple dragon claw. David's rage then truly manifested and David Turned into a
Arcanine and became a Uncontrollable beast It attacked both the Soldiers and Garchomp Thinking that Charak had died... but Charak hadn't died although sometimes he wish he had because what happened next. Scarred him for life. David had left himself open as he went for the Garchomp's master instead of Garchomp itself who wasted no time on capitalizing on that fact. Slashing David in the unguarded side. Sending him down, David begun bleeding profusely as the Garchomp unbound by its Captain bore down upon him. David died. but not before feeling agony.
Charak tried to stand but his muscles wouldn't moved Paralyzed by the event that had transpired but they found their footing and Charak ran away from the scene tears boring down his face. He didn't look back He didn't want to see the village again. He didn't want to see David again. He didn't want to remember but the memory was bored in his skull. He wasn't capable of helping anyone. he was just a kid...
Charak Looked upwards towards the ceiling of the inn he was staying in. He couldn't forget what had transpired. But since then he had become stronger. he wasn't going to fall to the stupid Soldiers of the King. no That would be disgracing his friends memory. he would continue to live for Davids sake.
Other:
As much as i want to believe you i can't i mean really why would i even want to help you in the first place