Cole Ragnarson

## Description

(Sano Form) = Standing around 7ft tall (maybe a little more) with a stocky and built muscle features. He has long bright white hair that is usually tied back. His face and most of his body is covered in markings/tattoos, along with bright blue eyes, and his apparent fangs that stick out from under his lips.

(Sdyr Form) = When Cole shifts he maintains his hair color, becoming a pure white wolf that stands higher than most normal people. He also maintains his bright eyes as well and can speak to people while in this form. But when Cole or someone else is threatened and this form can't cut it he shifts into a large bright as snow Werewolf. In this form it makes him more agile and lethal in a battle.

## History

### Life in Kullinzios so far...

Cole awakened in Kullinzios with no memories of his former life, nothing about his family or his experiences he had faced. All he knew is that he was a Wolfkin... and didn't know much about his kind either. He had wandered for days until settling into the village of the Frostwolfs where he eventually stayed and became the Thane under Jarl Oriella. He continues to search for his memories and has asked for help from Lady Kyra.

After the ritual performed by Lady Kyra, Cole was able to regain his memories in their entirety. This had taken its tole on both him and Kyra, causing them both to collapse. Cole from the instant rushing of all his memories both good and bad hitting him at once. And for Kyra... she exerted herself over what she should have to help him.

With Cole's memories back he slowly begins to process them... a lot of pain being held from him. His mind in chaos... will he ever be the same now...?

### Before Kullinzios

Cole was born into a clan of Sdyr's that lived high in the mountain ranges of his homeland, where the snow dotted the landscape as far as the eye could see. Cole's parents, Ragnar and Eira were the heads of the Whitefang clan. They worked together and we're met as equals in the eyes of many, all to make sure the clan was able to live and survive in the harsh mountain ranges. Cole had one brother who was older by only two years and would later form a strong bond. The Whitefang clan that Cole had been born into had one common trait among all of it's people, everyone had bright white fur to match the surrounding snow. However... Cole was born with pitch black fur, as cold and dark as the night sky. His parents were told it was an omen... bad luck, and were told to kill the infant Cole, but his parents refused and chose to raise their son.

Cole's life was hard and miserable, his black hair made him stick out like a sore thumb. Due to this his skills at remaining unseen in the snow was next to impossible, a main tactic for his people when they would hunt. The other children ignored him and treated him as an outcast, just as the adults did. The only people to acknowledge his presence would be his parents and older brother Uthred. His brother was his only friend growing up, their time together eventually formed into an unbreakable bond.

As the two of them grew into men their final trials were arriving, the trials were for those of the leaders bloodline. It was to determine if the next in the bloodline would be strong enough to carry on their traditions and continue to breath life into the village, as so many did before. It was both Cole and Uthred's duty to complete these trials and return to their home as future leaders of the Whitefangs. But sadly... it did not happen...

### Skills

* Heightened senses from his years of hunting and tracking prey.
* Extremely quick on his feet when he needs to be
* Able to shift parts of his body for a short moment into his wolf form
* Amateur craftsman (Mainly leather working and carpentry)

## Personality

Cole is normally quiet and calm around most people that he meets. Once he has deemed them a friend or ally he opens up more to them, even joking more. But don't let his calm and relaxed demeanor fool you, if it came to it he would quickly rip out someones throat if he deemed it necessary.

### Beliefs

His people called her "Mother". She was a deity his clan would pray to for successful hunts and harvests, she was told to the little ones as the one with nature. She was ever knowing and seeing, watching us as we interacted with her domain. It is also why the Whitefangs would never let anything go to waste, they were blessed with what the Mother would provide and would honor her by using every part of her gifts.