Cranwi Bosmaw(No Teal implicit? I am sad.)

Full Name: Cranwi Bosmaw
Nickname(s): The ONE and ONLY, Ironhorn. Both are only in the pit.
Gender: Male, why the fuck you care?
Height & Weight:  Is 6'0" without his horns, and 6'3" with them.
Birthdate: January 15th
Age: 7.5 Sweeps.
Physical appearance: Cranwi's pitch black hair is done up in a fierce Mohawk with the aid of a good quantity of hair gel as well as an extensive amount of time put into it every dusk. Protruding from the sides of his head are his two sharp iron horns from which he takes his pit-fighting name. They corner his Mohawk on both sides and more than one troll has been impaled by them. His eyes are obviously the same color as all other members of his glorious species. However, they have a piercing quality to them. They seem to demand respect and if they are not given it, the spark in those determined eyes won't falter until they take it. His face is sharp and surprisingly devoid of scars, however his chest and arms make up for this by having an assortment of criss-crossing reminders of close calls and evenly matched battles. He is very well built and has very naturally gained muscle from two sweeps of pit-fighting. As far as body modifications go, the only one Cranwi has are his two artificial horns. This was done only out of necessity , as he doesn't believe piercings are practical for the pit.

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Personality:Cranwi is a troll who always feels like he has something to prove to just about anyone. This is due originally to the fact that he was always deemed too lowblooded to be a highblood, but too highblooded to be a lowblood. Wherever he went, it felt like he was either looked down upon or mistrusted. For this reason he likes to feel in control of himself, resenting any authority or others trying to tell him what to do too sternly. This makes him see himself as a natural leader and he will attempt to take charge when he feels he needs to. He does not do a bad job at this, either. When others submit to his authority he is protective and relatively kind to them, and his intelligence and raw muscle make him an effective combatant and planner. When it comes to romance, he's very confident in his own abilities to woo those he's interested in. As such he takes a very up-front approach, very little beating around the bush. He is be extremely violent, becoming a favorite in the pit for his sadistic and often unnecessarily brutal methods of killing his opponents. Due to his past experiences with other trolls, he has grown cynical of everyone he encounters, convinced that no troll will ever do anything not in their own interest, as it's just not in their nature.

Handle: lokisHorseman
Typing Quirk/Color: Ing = in', you=yer or ya Ex: the fact that yer fuckin' sayin' that in the first place just shows how stupid ya are.
Blood color: Teal.
Symbol: A vertical big dipper, stylized nine, what have you.
Lusus: A massive beast with the upper body of a centipede and the lower body of a horse. It has sixteen small, powerful arms with large fist made for beating prey to death. It also has a gaping, insecticide mouth with two large pincers. It is known for making high pitched SKREE sound. As such, Cranwi calls him Skree and takes him to the Lusus Night at the Pit to gain extra prestige and food for his large lusus.

Strengths: Strong, intelligent, assertive, handy with vehicles, crafty, and loyal.
Weaknesses: Try-Hard, Rebellious, confrontational, violent, sadistic.
Fears/Insecurities: Being looked down upon, never being respected.
Likes: Riding his motorcycle, fighting in the pit, conflict of all kinds.
Dislikes: Most trolls.
Driving force: He wants to prove himself to be worthy of respect from highbloods and lowbloods.
Hobbies: Working with auto-parts, beating the shit out of people, darts, cooking with grubmeat.

God Tier Title: Page of Blood
Land: Land of Battlefields And Brotherhood
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: chainKind

Describe your character in three words: Totally punk rock.
If your character were stranded on an island and could only bring two things with them, what would they be?: An attractive troll and a crate of liqer.

If your character could change anything about themselves, what would they change?: They would change their blood caste so they would be accepted by a large group.
Your character opens their fridge; what do they see?: A knife, some spoiled milk, and raw jerky.

Other: Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLrxT8Vu978 You're Going Down by Sick Puppies.

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