Name: Adair Torgeir
Age: 24
Species: Human
Powers: Due to an infected wound, his blood was tainted and now some tiger traits are seeping into him due to the demon that gave him the wound. He had little control over the more chaotic nature of his infected blood, but so far it has only spread through his right arm. The blood makes him stronger where the blood has spread so far and he’s developed cat-like agility, speed, and heightened senses. He has a special talent for sniffing out other tainted blood or anything demonic.

Other than that, from a very young age, he’s had an affinity for language and speaks many. It’s something he picks up with very little effort. Whether it is magic or natural skill, he does not know or care.

Weapons: He fights mostly with small blades like this because he likes the feel of an up close fight. He has a decent arsenal of many things though because he’s not as physically strong. He always has a few knives on him at any given time and he has an old fashioned pistol for long range needs.

Bio: Adair was never the one to just sit and twiddle his thumbs. Even from a very young age he has had a need to explore, train, be a stronger, person. He grew up with his mostly absent father and a younger brother whom he felt was his sole responsibility to protect in a town of little money and high amounts of crime. Being tough was just a side effect of his life. He excelled at it. Even enjoyed it.

When he was twelve though, his blatant flaunting of his skill got him into trouble. Some low lives from the town got together in order to rid themselves of the child pest who stole from and terrorized them. Adair was off stealing elsewhere though and not at home. The low life thugs found his father and brother there and killed the boy with no protection from his father. Filled with a need for revenge, Adair tracked the thugs down and murdered them--his first kills.

He spent the rest of his life from there perfecting the art of killing and ridding the world of criminals. That’s why he became a bounty hunter. The money he gets from his jobs only goes to food and more training and weapons.

One particular bounty hunt went sour when the prey transformed into some sort of best and clawed Adair in the arm. The bounty had already been injured and some of their blood mingled. It took weeks for Adair to notice the difference that the wound caused and he told only one gypsy woman in order to learn where the strange energy in him was coming from. Other than that, he told no one about the tainted blood and continued searching for bounties.

Appearance:
Except he’s a little trimmer being built for speed. He’s fairly tall and he has his brother’s name (Lor) tattooed under his left eye. His right arm is more muscular and black stripes are starting to appear around it. The jagged tears in his skin never fully healed and he usually keeps the wound wrapped up in bandages.