| Life for him used to be sailing and raiding in days long gone by. It started simple, taking other villages for supplies needed to survive the harsh climate in which they lived. But then it grew into more... raiding became fun and he started to loot and pillage to the true horror of Norse 'mercy'. Delving into the world of the unnatural to raid along with his captain, Vigdis. It was glory to sail the long ships and he quickly rose to attend the Captain as the lead of her Rangers. To scout upon landfall to raid and disorient those that they attacked. It is said that he had the ability to appear and disappear at will appearing from them trees themselves.
How much was hype or even what has been lost to legend will never by known perhaps but he was known for brutality to those they came across. To destroy that which the Captain set their eyes upon. But like all, pride comes before the fall. They over extended it was a Wendigo trap that sent her to that realm of pain and punishment Kylan ending up tumbling into it with her. But then one day... she was gone and he was left there in that pain. That is... until The Beast showed up.
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- Nerezza: A brazen a little dragon priestess. This will be fun.
- Legs: I'm glad you know where you belong. All the better that you enjoy it.
- Ronni: An archer and maker of moonshine. I'm guessing this explains the joy all the time?
- Darrel: Seems to be a good ally. Time shall tell.
- Carver: Little Van needs to stop losing limbs.
- Braddock: Strange man... not sure who, or what, you are just yet. But not one to cross lightly.
- Rishka: One witch I don't wish to burn. Far too much fun having her around.
- Marion: You know, for a vampire you've got a really nice house...
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- From the past: He doesn't act like someone from this time period... he HAS been out of it for the last few centuries after all.
- Kinain: There are hints of troll in him mixed with some redcap, his blood line is muddled and corrupted to those that can spot it.
- Clothes: Is that chainmail peeking out from under his shirt?
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- Anachronism: It does what? Why? No I'm not going in that levitating box, where are the rutting stairs!?
- Illiterate: Well if it's so damn interesting why don't you read it!
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| Real Name:
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Kylan Garik
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| Date of Birth:
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Early 11th Century
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| Nationality:
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Nordic
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| Apparent Age:
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Mid Thirties
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| Race:
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Possessed
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| Type:
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Fomor
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| Demeanor:
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Tradionalist
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| Nature:
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Predator
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| Height:
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6'3"
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| Weight:
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240 lbs
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