Unity(Accepting!)

[~Despair~]

(I forgot i had him. *Slaps face* have no idea what to do though either")

Tion

Witch

Tion walked around mumbling to himself about how screwed up his world is.He ran a hand through his grey hair.His red eyes locked in front of him.His long skinny legs moved froward effortlessly."mmmm"He thought

[lost.story.]

Name:
Eryk Layne Rion
Nickname:
Just Eryk.
Gender:
Male.
Age:
20 years of age.
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Appearance:
{| Above. |}
Weapon of Choice:
{| Two pistol slung across his hips, a length of rope in his shoulder pack, also several tear gas bombs and a collection of daggers. The man also carries a cattle prod. |}


Personality:
Eryk is reclusive, keeping to himself. He hates being around others.
Eryk is serious,not smiling a lot.He's secretive,hiding most of his emotions inside.Get him angry and you'll leave with more than your dignity hurt.He doesn't talk.

History:
Eryk had lived peacefully with both his parents for years.But his father eventually fell ill, closely followed by his mother.They both died together, on the same day.Leaving Eryk with his abusive uncle.His uncle was drinking by day, passed out on the couch-or floor- by night, he mostly left Eryk alone.Hence the alone desire in Eryk's life.Eryk's uncle abused Eryk when he thought that his nephew wasn't pulling his weight around the house.Eryk got fed up with it, eventually leaving.He lived between houses and the woods. He gave up hope, along with the house, keeping to the forests.Then joined the WHO.


Family:
Axess.
Crush:
{| Please. I'd like to see you flirt with this guy. |}
Dating:
{| Not interested. |}
Fears:
{|Dying, of course. Being confined mostly. Seeing some one he cares about ( rarely) get hurt. |}
[b] Likes:
-Being Alone.
-Despair.
-Peace and Quiet.
-His knife.
Dislikes:
-Crowds.
-Other wolves.
-People in general.
-His Uncle.
-Witches.
Other:
{| Nothing personal.He might fall for a witch. |}