Reagan Kharn

Reagan Kharn Player: @BlisteredBlood [[Image:|300px|]] Last known image as seen on December 14th, 2013 Class Focus: Tank Power Level: 40th Research & Development: Arms (Fighting Styles) Personal Data Real Name: Reagan Kharn Known Aliases: Species: Winged Werewolf Ethnicity: Caucasian Age: 28 yrs. old (according to last known birth records) Height: Between 5’ 8” as a human and 6’ 10” as a werewolf Weight: Between 225 as a human and 300+ lbs. as a werewolf Eye Color: Bright amber Hair Color: Graying Biographical Data Nationality: American Occupation: Mercenary Place of Birth: Unknown Base of Operations: Millennium City Marital Status: Unknown Known Relatives: Unknown Known Powers Superhuman strength, durability, speed and agility in both human and werewolf forms as well as flight when transformed. Known Abilities Animal empathy, enhanced senses of hearing and smell. Equipment Carries a lasso at his waist when in his human form, useful for grappling enemies that are at a distance. Upon sighting him, he appears to keep to himself and hardly says much unless spoken to. There is also a scar over his right eye, possibly when something bladed struck him. He also seems to exhibit signs of amnesia, for he appears to be unable to recall memories of his past.

The Awakening

Well, so you wanna know my story, huh? Not much to tell, aside from a few things I picked up along the way. It all started when I had woken up in the middle of the Qularr invasion a few years ago. Apparently, where it was I had woken up in still bears plenty of significance even now. Everything else before that has been nothing more than a blur. I suppose I was just like your every day average Joe. I woke up, got a coffee, something to eat on my way to work, came home, ate something and went to sleep only to do it all over again the very next day. Now while I don't think that's hardly impressive on any of you at all, but that's how I figure it. I don't know much more beyond that.

So how did I end up like this thing, you ask? Again. I don't know. I do know that I had woken up, feeling a lot more different than how I usually was. I felt stronger, more agile, my senses were a alot sharper, but... I was still a werewolf. And yet, when I saw those bug freaks... I dunno. I do know that they weren't a part of the usual environment and that they had to be dealt with for hurting all of those people and causing widespread panic all throughout Millennium City. After sending them packing with some other guys along with Ironclad, apparently the Champions all saw something in me and asked for me to continue to help them out. I wanted no part of it at first, but they convinced me it was all for the greater good if I stayed and helped. I did for a while, but I still had my own questions. Ones I hoped I would find for myself. Did I find any answers? Well, if you stick around, I'll tell you.