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Name: Conall Lowell

Race: Lycan (Werewolf)

Age: Looks to be about 22, but is really thousands of years old.

Description: (Please see the for hair/eyes/skin/clothes) He is 6'7" and weighs 230 lbs, which is light for his height. He is all muscle underneath his clothes, and has the strength of 5 men.

Personality: Hes still not in control of himself, so he tends keep away during the night. During the day, he is kind to people, but doesn't get close to them. All around, he really is concerned over people, and tends to remain to himself. Sometimes, when someone doesn't get the clue he wants to be alone, he will turn cold and mean, but it is all a facade. He doesn't like to be alone, but it is what he has to do in order to make sure no one gets hurt. He is the kind of guy who thinks of everyone else before himself.

History: One of the first of his kind, hes been around for centuries. He once had a love, but she didn't know of his 'condition'... and one night, she found out the hard way. It didn't bother her, but it bothered him. She just wouldn't stay away. One night, a full moon no less, he lost control, and since she was too close, she died. Ever since then, he runs to the emptiest part of the woods to transform and chains himself to a tree. And every full moon, he lets out a mournful howl, for love lost, and love never to be found, for he tries not to fall in love, in order to make sure he doesn't hurt anyone ever again.