Werewolf Lukan
Was created by an Elder werewolf 18/01/2007 at 11:47:29
Clan:
Character description
Working at the family farm in the Spine, Lukan was a happy young boy.
He helped his parents in the field, living only of what the nature could offer. Then, in the late evening of his 17th birthday, Lukan was walking down the dark path to the farmhouse, he was returning home from the neigbouring glenn, where he had visited his girlfriend. As this was the day he became a man, he had talked to Jenn's father, and he had finaly agreed to let them marry in May. Walking there, thinking of everthing but the road, he suddenly he tripped and fell, he stumbeled down a slope and blacked out as he reached the bottom. When ho woke up, he saw that he was lying in a field of Wolfhelm! Realising what the cursed flower ment, he tilted his head back and screamed at the moon. As his voice rung out trough the valley, he gurgeled as it turned to a howl of anger. As his body turned, he felt the lust for live flesh well up inside of him, but he ignored it as he scrambeled home to bid his family farewell, for he knew that he could not stay if he wanted to spare them from his curse. As he neared the farm he heard screams of horror from his house. Running the last few meters to the door, he saw a pale figure dissapear into the wilderness. He flung open the door and found his parents, both killed trying to protect his 8.years old sister. The bitemarks on their neck gave away the vile creature that did the foul deed. A vampire!
He ran out into the night, fires of rage and vengance burned him deep into his soul. Reaching the doorstep a incredible pain struck him, and he fell over. Every bone in his body turning and twinsing, he slowly turned more and more into a wolf. His brain screamed for flesh, and his instincts took controll of his body. As he woke the next morning, he found himself in the bed of his lover, her half eaten corpse lying beside him as if she was sleeping. Realising what he had done he run out and into the wilderness dressed in nothing but the fur that had grown on his body.
Lukan swore to kill every vampire he found, and he roamed the world for a while, killing a couple of nighwalkers. One day not long ago, he found a brotherhood of werewolfs, all set on the same goal as him, to ahnihalate every (un)living vampire. Lukan has now joined them and are working his way up through the ranks. Vampires bevare!!
He helped his parents in the field, living only of what the nature could offer. Then, in the late evening of his 17th birthday, Lukan was walking down the dark path to the farmhouse, he was returning home from the neigbouring glenn, where he had visited his girlfriend. As this was the day he became a man, he had talked to Jenn's father, and he had finaly agreed to let them marry in May. Walking there, thinking of everthing but the road, he suddenly he tripped and fell, he stumbeled down a slope and blacked out as he reached the bottom. When ho woke up, he saw that he was lying in a field of Wolfhelm! Realising what the cursed flower ment, he tilted his head back and screamed at the moon. As his voice rung out trough the valley, he gurgeled as it turned to a howl of anger. As his body turned, he felt the lust for live flesh well up inside of him, but he ignored it as he scrambeled home to bid his family farewell, for he knew that he could not stay if he wanted to spare them from his curse. As he neared the farm he heard screams of horror from his house. Running the last few meters to the door, he saw a pale figure dissapear into the wilderness. He flung open the door and found his parents, both killed trying to protect his 8.years old sister. The bitemarks on their neck gave away the vile creature that did the foul deed. A vampire!
He ran out into the night, fires of rage and vengance burned him deep into his soul. Reaching the doorstep a incredible pain struck him, and he fell over. Every bone in his body turning and twinsing, he slowly turned more and more into a wolf. His brain screamed for flesh, and his instincts took controll of his body. As he woke the next morning, he found himself in the bed of his lover, her half eaten corpse lying beside him as if she was sleeping. Realising what he had done he run out and into the wilderness dressed in nothing but the fur that had grown on his body.
Lukan swore to kill every vampire he found, and he roamed the world for a while, killing a couple of nighwalkers. One day not long ago, he found a brotherhood of werewolfs, all set on the same goal as him, to ahnihalate every (un)living vampire. Lukan has now joined them and are working his way up through the ranks. Vampires bevare!!
Statistics
| Total loot: | 9,479.01 kgs of flesh |
| Victims bitten (via link): | 1 |
| Fights: | 189 |
| Victories: | 24 |
| Defeats: | 165 |
| Draws: | 0 |
| Gold gained: | ~ 0.00  |
| Gold lost: | ~ 3,000.00 |
| Damage to enemies: | 2794.48 |
| Damage from enemies: | 20996.46 |
The attributes of Lukan:
| Character level: | Level 9 |
| Strength: |    (20) |
| Defence: | (20) |
| Agility: | (16) |
| Stamina: | (15) |
| Dexterity: | (15) |
| Experience: |   (457|405) |
The ancestral site statistics of Lukan
| Attempted challenges: | 0 |
| Successful challenges: | 0 |
| Failed challenges: | 0 |
Profile
| Gender: | male |
| Age: | 15-20 Years |
| Hometown: | Rauland |
| ICQ-number: | --- |
| MSN Messenger: | Tommy_BigBear@hotmail.com |
| Yahoo Messenger: | --- |
| AIM-Name: | --- |
| Jabber ID | --- |
| Skype ID | --- |
Arena
Lukan has not yet achieved a special arena rank.