Basics:

 

Height&Weight: 5'11. 148lbs  

Hair&Eye Color: White (He has no iris'). Platinum Blonde  

Race:Half-Elven, Half-Human

Alignment: Lawful Evil

 Affiliation: Solstice, The North    

Occupation: Huntsman  

Status: Single, doesn't care to Look. 

Element: Wind    

Theme, Battle Theme

 

 

Background:

 

He has always been a man who immersed himself in the thrill of the hunt; tracking and felling your quarry, snuffing out their light and making use of their body for whatever you may require. This was a sense of dominance that the archer knew at a young age, and up to now embraced the feeling to increasingly lethal levels. While still calling himself a 'huntsman', the more common term for his work now is roughly that of a bounty hunter, the most dangerous game to him indeed being, sentient life. Nothing is known much about this man's past; even his name, meaning the 'dark little one', was just a monkier given to those who have lived through ordeals with him. One thing, above all else, that is known about him is this: there's been naught a being that's yet escaped his interests. About the only other thing known about him is that he is almost always seen traveling with a much larger, human man, likely his partner in the bounty hunting business.

 

Though there's  many in the ways of rumors surrounding the duo, there are seemingly a few that would ring true, pertaining to the snarky ranger.  Rumors that he was a leader of a unit of savages during the Red Bone Coranet. Rumors also say he lost all but one of his 300 soldiers, with only one dead dragon to show for it.

 

 

Personality:

 

Despite his rather morbid background, Ciaran is a rather go with the flow, talkative individual, perhaps to make up for the lack thereof from his partner. Light hearted to a fault, he's taken more to being a joker and snarky thug than the fabled bounty hunter he's made out to be.  When the fight comes though, he takes on a far darker tone; sadistic to a sexual length, with a cold, deadened sense of mercy, he'll be sure to make offenders to his interests suffer throughly. 

 

 

Armaments:

 

Weaponry:  When it comes to being a Ranger, he is the kind that relies and trains solely on his archery. Wielding a greatbow  made from dark redwood, and stringed with the wing membrain of dragons long dead, his main tool of his trade can fire arrows at vicious velocity and distance, as he can draw arrows great distance back depending on how he fires his shot. He also uses a bronze and wood crossbow, with a rotating gear in the butt of it, with several slots both empty, or filled with mysterious cystals of different material and color.

 

Armor: Being a ranger and not fit for the front lines, he has to keep himself light in order to make up for his lack of close range. His armoring that he's got though helps him fulfill that; clothing and a light cuirass underneath, shamelessly crafted and skinned from combinations of Hounder, Dragon, and Felidae, he's got the best leather and scale works his resourcefulness can provide.

 

Magics:  Because he spends little time reading....nothing to speak of.

 

 

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