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Description
Character

Name: Kale Andris
Nickname: Ris or Kay
Alias: Venom, Swift, Spider
Age: 24
Birthday: September 6th
Gender: Male
Rank: Clansman
Profession:Scout
Nationality: Russian
Appearance

Hair Colour/Style: Black and tied up in bun or ponytail
Eye Colour: Silver
Skin Colour/Tone: pale
Body type/Build:Lean
Height: 5'10

Personality
Straight forward guy/Enjoys company of others/Quiet/Honest/Funny/Good listener/Friendly/
Trustworthy/Realistic/Learns via Experiance/.

Likes:

•Honesty

•Friendship
•Company
•Humor
•Good food
•Shadows
•Beer

Dislikes:
•Distrust
•People with bad humor
• over use of foul language
• Ovely kind people
•underground
•Nowhere to hide

Trivia

•Can go mute for his own sake

•Scare on left side of mouth

•Part of left ear torn

• Wears his hear in a bun or up in a pony rarely wears it down

History

When Kale was a young boy he lived in the Norwegian safehaven, Within the safe highwalls he grew up carefree of the troubled world he lived in.When Kale was 14 his older brother locked him into a wardrobe and left him for hours.Kale was simply sleeping while he was locked in, but was woken by the ringing of sirens and the acrid taste of smoke in his mouth.Kale screamed and screamed.No one would answer. Did his brother do this on purpose? No. What Kale didnt know was that the outskirts of the safehaven had been attacked by rebles. The screaming boy was rescued but then had a sever case of claustrophobia and Pyrophobia .Kale when taken outside, he saw 4 bodies, 3 larger bodies, His mother,his father, his brother, and a smaller body only half the size of the others, his sister. Kale had to put a gas mask on immediately, why would he need to? Safehavens were gas...free...zones. As he was being carried away he could see the outlands burning, covered in fire and gas. Outlands had been attacked and bombed,gas was everywhere. Kales childhood friend, a young German boy a few years younger then himself called skylar lived on the Outlands. Everything...Destroyed.

From there on Kale was always on edge, a skittish boy. He grew his hair longer, and used to hide his eyes.Due to the trauma he suffered when he was younger the boy became mute. too terrified to speak. He was picked on for months. But he just got used to it. By the time the boy was 16, the basic military program ran by safehavens had ended. But not quite finished with Kale. The mute boy became an ideal candidate for the advanced training they were putting in place. Still terrified of fire and enclosed spaces, cadets of higher ranks would tease Kale by shutting him away and lighting a match so he could recognize the smell. One of the higher officers saw what was happening and from then on the cadets stopped. But the officer told Kale that he didnt always have this phobia and that it was simply a mind issue which he needed to control.

At that point Kale was put through harsh training sessions and long periods of therapy to calm his phobias.It had been many years later and Kale now saw the officer as a father figure, forever looking up to him and going to him for advice.And The officer trusted him in return and Kale was sent to protect a trade caravan. It was heading from the Norwegian safehaven to the Safehaven located in Austria. Medical supplies and food supplies from the Icelandic trade route with with Suriname.Journies like usually took between 4 to 5 days, it took so long because the goods needed to be made sure were protected and secure.Three days in and Kale had heard reports from other cadets that for the past two days they had been followed.Kale was confident that the trade route was secure and safe enough for them not to worry, but for there sakes they sent ahead two cadets to warn the safe haven in Austria. Kale was only 21 years old and didnt really know much better as he was truly inexperienced with these things.But that was the wrong choice.

On evening of the third day, Kale relived memories that had scarred his heart.The young man had to relive his childhood horror experience when the caravan was attacked by a small clan of fighters and assassins.Cargo...up...in...flames. You could see the fires blaze in Kales eyes. The horrors you wish no one would have to relive.Kale was attacked and and was knocked to the ground in an instant, he saw everything burn, his comrades, the trade everything. Fire....everywhere. He couldnt breath, and everything got so hot the next thing he knew was he was slung to the ground and was left.In fear of what might happen next.
Everything got to him, and for an hour or two after after being left all he could think was about the flames and being trapped in the flames, he tired himself out with these thoughts, and managed to shut eye and sleep.

The day after Kale was faced with three options, return to Norway and tell his Officer and close friend that he had failed him and the trade was lost and so were his comrades, Two, to make his way to Austria and see if he could make his life worth living there, Or lastly to fend for himself. Kale thought long about his choices, the many years he had tried to earn respect form the other cadets would be put to waste, and he'd be sure if he made his way to Austria that they would simply send a report back saying he as alive. So, kale went with the latter. He would be able to fend for himself sure with all the training he had undergone he would be perfectly able to protect himself in this wasteland.

And he could, and quite well protect himself, but this was due to making many,many mistakes in the beginning. By.By simiply timing issues or just being in the wrong place at the wrong time Kale had gained scars that he will never be able to forget.His first running in on another clans territory gained him a cut on his lip when he was 22 years old, since then he had been doing much better, and he learn that being in this world was a lot harder then he had first thought. Kale had improved in everything, his pure basic will for survival even increased. But his skills in speed and stealth increased like nothing seen before. Kale had to track clans since he was by himself he needed to get food, sometimes it came easy and just by leaving notes and trails so clans even allowed him access to joining them briefly and letting them eat with him. But kale had a run in. With something unlike anything he had experienced before. A black haired male, similar to his height, who was lanky and had sapphire eyes...Kale went to swing at him with his dagger but missed as the man with the bright blue scarf dodged him and cut his ear, tearing part of it off.

The pain shocked kale, and he began to get dizzy, he couldnt fight like this, and he knew he was best at running and hiding, so he shot off, in a direction he'd regret in moments. He was followed by the black haired male. This game of chases and run clearly pissed him off as he was cursing at Kale with every swear word under the sun. Kale nearlly turned to fight him at moments but when he thought it be best to he turned slightly just to see his opponent swipe at him with his dagger.Kale had ran himself out of space and energy.He was trapped. Stuck between a high wall and an enraged male, Kale was scared.But he calmed himself. He had been in worse situations right? Hadnt he? No. No this was it. Kale thought it was the end for him.But he was wrong. His appoinent walked from the shadows slowly, and panting, with an enraged look in his eyes, muttering the language of his mother language. German. Kale hadnt notice while fighting quite who this man was, As he stepped close and closer Kale put his hands up and and said one word 'Skylar?' He said in a husked Russian accent.

His oppenent frowned at him and thrusted his blade toward his throat.Kale recoiled and squirmed shaking his head and apologizing. The sapphire blue eyed boy looked closer, with a look of confuse as if to say 'How does this man know me?' His make surely was covering his features apart from his eyes, could you really tell a person from their eyes? As he got closer Kale said his name. And then the black haired man accepted who he was. "Kale?" You really could tell someone by there eyes.Kale smiled and nodded, Skylar lifted his dagger and put it to Kales ear "About that... you'll live dont worry about it, Next time you little shit dont try and play fucking hide and seek i dont have time for that crap" Kale saw the man smirk as he said " Its been a long, long time."

Both character and group are mine c:

Im so sorry about the long winded history xD

Description
Character

Name: Kale Andris
Nickname: Ris or Kay
Alias: Venom, Swift, Spider
Age: 24
Birthday: September 6th
Gender: Male
Rank: Clansman
Profession:Scout
Nationality: Russian
Appearance

Hair Colour/Style: Black and tied up in bun or ponytail
Eye Colour: Silver
Skin Colour/Tone: pale
Body type/Build:Lean
Height: 5'10

Personality
Straight forward guy/Enjoys company of others/Quiet/Honest/Funny/Good listener/Friendly/
Trustworthy/Realistic/Learns via Experiance/.

Likes:

•Honesty

•Friendship
•Company
•Humor
•Good food
•Shadows
•Beer

Dislikes:
•Distrust
•People with bad humor
• over use of foul language
• Ovely kind people
•underground
•Nowhere to hide

Trivia

•Can go mute for his own sake

•Scare on left side of mouth

•Part of left ear torn

• Wears his hear in a bun or up in a pony rarely wears it down

History

When Kale was a young boy he lived in the Norwegian safehaven, Within the safe highwalls he grew up carefree of the troubled world he lived in.When Kale was 14 his older brother locked him into a wardrobe and left him for hours.Kale was simply sleeping while he was locked in, but was woken by the ringing of sirens and the acrid taste of smoke in his mouth.Kale screamed and screamed.No one would answer. Did his brother do this on purpose? No. What Kale didnt know was that the outskirts of the safehaven had been attacked by rebles. The screaming boy was rescued but then had a sever case of claustrophobia and Pyrophobia .Kale when taken outside, he saw 4 bodies, 3 larger bodies, His mother,his father, his brother, and a smaller body only half the size of the others, his sister. Kale had to put a gas mask on immediately, why would he need to? Safehavens were gas...free...zones. As he was being carried away he could see the outlands burning, covered in fire and gas. Outlands had been attacked and bombed,gas was everywhere. Kales childhood friend, a young German boy a few years younger then himself called skylar lived on the Outlands. Everything...Destroyed.

From there on Kale was always on edge, a skittish boy. He grew his hair longer, and used to hide his eyes.Due to the trauma he suffered when he was younger the boy became mute. too terrified to speak. He was picked on for months. But he just got used to it. By the time the boy was 16, the basic military program ran by safehavens had ended. But not quite finished with Kale. The mute boy became an ideal candidate for the advanced training they were putting in place. Still terrified of fire and enclosed spaces, cadets of higher ranks would tease Kale by shutting him away and lighting a match so he could recognize the smell. One of the higher officers saw what was happening and from then on the cadets stopped. But the officer told Kale that he didnt always have this phobia and that it was simply a mind issue which he needed to control.

At that point Kale was put through harsh training sessions and long periods of therapy to calm his phobias.It had been many years later and Kale now saw the officer as a father figure, forever looking up to him and going to him for advice.And The officer trusted him in return and Kale was sent to protect a trade caravan. It was heading from the Norwegian safehaven to the Safehaven located in Austria. Medical supplies and food supplies from the Icelandic trade route with with Suriname.Journies like usually took between 4 to 5 days, it took so long because the goods needed to be made sure were protected and secure.Three days in and Kale had heard reports from other cadets that for the past two days they had been followed.Kale was confident that the trade route was secure and safe enough for them not to worry, but for there sakes they sent ahead two cadets to warn the safe haven in Austria. Kale was only 21 years old and didnt really know much better as he was truly inexperienced with these things.But that was the wrong choice.

On evening of the third day, Kale relived memories that had scarred his heart.The young man had to relive his childhood horror experience when the caravan was attacked by a small clan of fighters and assassins.Cargo...up...in...flames. You could see the fires blaze in Kales eyes. The horrors you wish no one would have to relive.Kale was attacked and and was knocked to the ground in an instant, he saw everything burn, his comrades, the trade everything. Fire....everywhere. He couldnt breath, and everything got so hot the next thing he knew was he was slung to the ground and was left.In fear of what might happen next.
Everything got to him, and for an hour or two after after being left all he could think was about the flames and being trapped in the flames, he tired himself out with these thoughts, and managed to shut eye and sleep.

The day after Kale was faced with three options, return to Norway and tell his Officer and close friend that he had failed him and the trade was lost and so were his comrades, Two, to make his way to Austria and see if he could make his life worth living there, Or lastly to fend for himself. Kale thought long about his choices, the many years he had tried to earn respect form the other cadets would be put to waste, and he'd be sure if he made his way to Austria that they would simply send a report back saying he as alive. So, kale went with the latter. He would be able to fend for himself sure with all the training he had undergone he would be perfectly able to protect himself in this wasteland.

And he could, and quite well protect himself, but this was due to making many,many mistakes in the beginning. By.By simiply timing issues or just being in the wrong place at the wrong time Kale had gained scars that he will never be able to forget.His first running in on another clans territory gained him a cut on his lip when he was 22 years old, since then he had been doing much better, and he learn that being in this world was a lot harder then he had first thought. Kale had improved in everything, his pure basic will for survival even increased. But his skills in speed and stealth increased like nothing seen before. Kale had to track clans since he was by himself he needed to get food, sometimes it came easy and just by leaving notes and trails so clans even allowed him access to joining them briefly and letting them eat with him. But kale had a run in. With something unlike anything he had experienced before. A black haired male, similar to his height, who was lanky and had sapphire eyes...Kale went to swing at him with his dagger but missed as the man with the bright blue scarf dodged him and cut his ear, tearing part of it off.

The pain shocked kale, and he began to get dizzy, he couldnt fight like this, and he knew he was best at running and hiding, so he shot off, in a direction he'd regret in moments. He was followed by the black haired male. This game of chases and run clearly pissed him off as he was cursing at Kale with every swear word under the sun. Kale nearlly turned to fight him at moments but when he thought it be best to he turned slightly just to see his opponent swipe at him with his dagger.Kale had ran himself out of space and energy.He was trapped. Stuck between a high wall and an enraged male, Kale was scared.But he calmed himself. He had been in worse situations right? Hadnt he? No. No this was it. Kale thought it was the end for him.But he was wrong. His appoinent walked from the shadows slowly, and panting, with an enraged look in his eyes, muttering the language of his mother language. German. Kale hadnt notice while fighting quite who this man was, As he stepped close and closer Kale put his hands up and and said one word 'Skylar?' He said in a husked Russian accent.

His oppenent frowned at him and thrusted his blade toward his throat.Kale recoiled and squirmed shaking his head and apologizing. The sapphire blue eyed boy looked closer, with a look of confuse as if to say 'How does this man know me?' His make surely was covering his features apart from his eyes, could you really tell a person from their eyes? As he got closer Kale said his name. And then the black haired man accepted who he was. "Kale?" You really could tell someone by there eyes.Kale smiled and nodded, Skylar lifted his dagger and put it to Kales ear "About that... you'll live dont worry about it, Next time you little shit dont try and play fucking hide and seek i dont have time for that crap" Kale saw the man smirk as he said " Its been a long, long time."

Both character and group are mine c:

Im so sorry about the long winded history xD