General
Name: Bence
Age: 26
Race: Lycan
Occupation: Unemployed
Appearance
Height: 5’5”
Body Type: Muscular (Inverted Triangle?)
Skin: Pale with warm undertones
Eyes: Red
Special Markings: He has a scar on his back from the horse incident
Hair: Black long wavy locks that he typically doesn’t care for. Despite this, his hair has escaped the horrors of split ends.
Clothes: Typically wears long V-necks because he knows it may get him out of having to pay at taverns
Wolf Form
Personality
A lazy man who prefers getting other people to do his work, which he calls “delegating”. He would much rather take naps and find something to eat than become a useful person in society. Despite this, he does weight lifting to burn off energy? Why? Because it leads to better sleep.
He’s rather listless, unable to determine what he truly wants to do with his life. Whenever he takes up a new activity or skill, he often forgets to continue practicing it in his lessons or learning about it, and thus drops it within a week.
Bence says what he thinks, unless he is trying to pawn off work, and doesn’t usually hold back. Grew up fairly spoiled, so he expects quite a bit from the world, even if he has little to give in turn. Usually, if he wants something, he just asks for it until they give it to him.
When it comes to small details, he’s oddly observant. He also has a fondness for animals and children, though he’ll never admit to it. When he’s not lazing about, he can be rather playful and silly, if someone can motivate him to get up in the first place.
Background
He was rather pampered and spoiled, given everything he needed with few to no expectations. Then, at 18, he was made to go find his own path since he qualified as an unfortunate adult.
With no money and no particular skills, he mostly traveled from place to place. He picked up a few skills, like how to hunt and how to fight, but beyond that, he learned very little. Most of his old habits of faffing about didn’t help, but what held him back the most was a lack of ambition.
Why be ambitious? It’s a bit tiresome. If he could get by doing as little as possible, he would. The only time he picked up jobs was to get a bit of coin and to talk to a few people. But lifetime goals? Sounded overrated to him.
The only real success story he could ever tell is about his particularly shiny rock collection.
