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Sid	Posted on Jun 14 2011, 05:23 AM
	Really? Most people I know are over 6' XD Sorry about that.
Barrez	Posted on Jun 8 2011, 04:36 PM
	Sorry for the delay, but approved. A werewolf Draiman is quite, well, beastly. I'd call 5'10 about average height though.
Sid	Posted on Jun 2 2011, 10:24 AM
	Name: Ulric Marrok Age: Seventy Three Height: A mere five foot ten inches Build: Ulric seems to be rather top heavy, his legs are short and stout while his chest barrels out. His portions would be better suited to a larger man and give him the over all appearance of someone who is 'stocky'. Power: Always Alert: Ulric's wolf like senses are honed in; even when in human form. He is constantly awoken by the slightest noise and is almost always aware of where someone has been by their scent. His keen senses make him a hard man to startle. However, because of his constant connection with his 'wolf' half, the animalistic instincts and impulses always run rampant through his mind. While for the most part he can control them, he is quick to anger and always eager to show off. Worgen: Ulric has gained an unnatural control over his shifting. As such he can shift on command (or if he is overly threatened he may do it out of reflex). Ulric can also 'half shift' He grows taller, hairier and has difficulty articulating words. In this form he is physically stronger than usual, but not quite as strong as he is when he is fully a wolf. Animal Magnetism: There is something about Ulrich that is rather attractive, while he isn't handsome, or particularly charismatic, something about him seems to draw people in. His stories seem to capture people's minds, his voice touches people's hearts and even he isn't sure why. Looks: Ulrich is stocky, short and quite frankly encompasses the metaphor 'Brick Shit House'. His eyes are an odd shade of purple and stay this colour during his transformation. Most of the time he will wear heavy clothing such as thick denim or leather because 'The world is cold without my fur.' History: Ulrich was a sailor for almost twenty years. His life was lived in the cabin of a ship and the public house of the docks. This is probably what is to blame for most of his mannerisms as he is crude and loud by default. He had travelled to many ports and always made it a point to 'sample' the local 'produce', when one such 'product' turned out to be a rather different woman with a sick sense of humour he found himself infected with the werewolf curse. At first he thought nothing of it, but when he collapsed on the long sail back from the Islands to the Nether the sailors decided it was better for all involved to make sure there were no accidents. He spent the next month tied to the mast, shifting in and out of consciousness and riding out the hardest of the transformation period. When they arrived back on port he found himself unemployed (Being stuck on a boat with someone likely to loose consciousness and kill everyone on board was apparently considered a liability) and without a home or job he set off into the Nether's streets to see what he could do with his life. Almost forty years have passed since then and not a lot has changed. Ulrich is still abrasive, homeless and loud, yet he hasn't aged since he was bitten, something he is happy about. Race: Werewolf Religion: Alcar; loosely. Friends: The old dock workers. Weapons: A longshoreman's hook.

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