Background
SUBHAR-ZIR: Body-Breaker. This is not a Deed Name, it's almost a slur, it's almost an insult. Almost. In reference to the werewolf called 'Flint', some have come to use this phrase, Body-Breaker. In his youth he was known for his fights in Chicago. In Detroit. Of smashing his opponents against objects and sure, yes, breaking them -- but moreso for punching, clawing, kicking, headbutting; destroying his own body in a flurry of violence that was sickening to disciplined Rahu. He howls like a War-Howler, load, brutish, and terrible; but Subhar-Zir is a Crusader. His Cause? Violence. Destruction. A True Believer of Fenris-Ur's place in the cosmos, and the Secondborn called Garm, and his Tribe, and himself. The Pure didn't kill Father Wolf because they were too fucking WEAK. Father Wolf knew it was His time, and asked His children to do their fucking JOBS! But The Pure - their stomachs couldn't take it, and now they bitch and moan because they want the meat of the kill. The fruit of the labors. You know what else Flint believes in? Luna. No, not the hot Iron Master, but that shining moon in the sky. Luna. Lunacy. The Silver Queen. She-Wreathed-in-Blood. Luna gifted The Forsaken, and in turn, showed faith in them; this is enough for Flint to gleefully break down doors and turn an apartment complex into a horror movie set. Besides...if this destruction and violence were wrong, it wouldn't feel so fucking good, would it?
RP Hooks
 One Mean Punch: Flint fights. Flint LOVES to fight. Flint LIVES to fight. To Hunt. To Kill -- THE THRILL! There is nothing greater, nothing better, no drink finer, no woman warmer.
Loves a Good Laugh: Frequents comedy clubs. He is sometimes hounded by spirits of Humor in these places, surrounded, goaded into fits of laughter that border on psychotic - but Flint laughs. If he was to choose between a strip club and a comedy joint, you'll find this man bloodied and beer-soaked in the latter, laughing his boots off.
Chaotic Good, Not Chaotic Nice: Flint is not a nice guy. He isn't the wedding kind, he isn't the Happily Ever After Kind. Flint is a Crusader - a True Believer - of the Blood Talons. Of Fenris-Ur. Of reaching Heaven through violence. He'll protect his Pack, he'll tear off limbs of man, beast, monster and People to protect his Pack, but Flint is not nice. Like a Paladin amongst Orcs, Flint will make people question what Chaotic Good actually means.
Monster Hunter ARRROOO He's a Blood Talon. A Rahu, to be exact. He was voted 'Most Likely to Have Been in Basra' by the class. Approachable by anyone who knows how to handle his type - Flint isn't above or below hunting Other Monsters to get his jollies, and of the type that reside in The Hisil, Flint prefers the type to cut the most-awful kinds of Gifts into his soul. Those of Strength, of Rage, of Blood and so on.
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Vital Stats
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| Full Name:
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Flint
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| Appears As:
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Flint
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| Deed Name:
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Subhar-zir (Body-Breaker)
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| Apparent Age:
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Fifties
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| Date of Birth:
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August 22nd, 1975
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| Blood:
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Destroyer
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| Bone:
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Hedonist
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| Occupation:
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Street Brawler
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| Auspice:
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Rahu
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| Tribe:
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Blood Talons
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| Pack:
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None yet.
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Notable Stats
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| STAT
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🔴🔴🔴🔴🔴
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| STAT
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⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️
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Soundtrack
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Corrosion of Conformity ~ Vote with a Bullet
- The number in nations
- The god in their hearts
- The justice in swine
- The devil in God
- VOTE
- This long hand that breaks our backs
- Still casting shadows on all that we see
- Unjustified...mercy killing is just a feeling
- To keep our numbers from being free
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