Name: Even Age: 24 Nationality: Can you speak English?: from norway, but speak and understand english. What is your experience with 40k?: i know a bit about many aspects of the lore. What is your experience with Deathwatch RPG?: never done one, but looking for one. Pitch your character in a bio below: born on haze, a planet with thick clouds, covering most of the planet, causing constant low temperatures, as well as somewhat lower light levels. when thorkell was only 10 years old, his parents where killed by one of the carnivorous species, native to his planet. his father had been the chief of his village, but had fallen i'll, was too sick to defeat the beast. heeding his fathers orders to flee, he ran as fast as he could, hiding behind a cluster of large rocks, a hundred meters or so away from the wolf. as he watched his father fight the large wolf, it looked like his father would win, until he suddenly was assaulted by a grievous cough. seeing it's chance, the wolf leapt at him, and broke his neck, between it's big powerful jaws. seeing his father's body twitch and go limp, he grabbing a sharp rock, he ran towards the large wolf, his arm raised, holding the sharp rock, and screaming his lungs out! as he neared the wolf, it leapt at him, it's mouth wide open, and stained with his father's blood. thorkell instinctively slid under the large wolf, cutting it along the belly! the wolf yipped in surprise and pain, although due to the thick fur and hide of the beast, a sharp rock was unable to do more than make a small surface cut. as they both landed, both on all fore, the wolf ran towards thorkell. closing the small distance, of a few meters in a few seconds, thorkell had almost no time to react, but he managed to jump away, but the wolf continued to press the attack, leaving thorkell with no time to get ready, or put up a fighting stance. he couldn't keep this up for ever, and each time, the wolf got a little closer to grabbing his foot in it's large maw! suddenly, he heard a voice, his mothers voice, shouting at the wolf, drawing it's attention away from thorkell. as the wolf was running towards the new, and larger prey, thorkell managed to get up, sore and bruised, and ran after the wolf. the wolf, hearing the footsteps behind it, swung it's large, powerful tail at him, knocking him away, and causing him to hit his head against a rock, and passing out. he was awaken by his mothers horrible piercing scream, as the wolf broke her back, while she was inside it's large mouth. watching his mother get brutally murdered as well, something broke inside thorkell, and awakened something else. he ran up behind it, narrowly avoiding it's claw swinging at him, and jumping up onto it's snout, and jumped up from it's head, and plunged his stone into the back of the wolf! howling in pain, the wolf tried desperately to shake him of, with his mother still hanging limp from it's mouth. seeing this, gave him the fury to cling onto the wolf, by the fur on it's back, and stab the wolf repeatedly in the back, screaming! after about 40 stabs, many in the same place, the wolf collapsed from pain, while thorkell continued to hack away for 10 minutes, breaking the wolfs spine, and cutting of it's head, as retribution for breaking his mother and father's spine and neck, respectively! thorkell collapsed from exhaustion shortly after, and was found by the other inhabitants of the village, covered in blood, cuts and bruises. he was brought to the village doctor, who washed and healed him. after three days and three nights, thorkell woke up, surprising everybody, as they had begun to think he had fallen into a coma, or had some unknown ailment, preventing him from waking up. when they asked him what had happened, he couldn't remember anything after the point where he was knocked unconscious, but soon he could remember his mother scream, but not what happened after. with a monotone voice, and a hint of sadness and hope, he said "my mother is dead as well, isn't she?" no one wanted to be the one who told him, so the doctor eventually had to. hearing this, thorkell didn't seem too sad, but he spent all his time away from people, using violence and training, to vent his anger and sorrow. so, when the black ship arrived, one year later, he was in MUCH better shape, than ANY of the other kids of his age, in the tribe! even kids up to 14 was in lesser physical shape than thorkell! not knowing who these people where, or who this emperor was, thorkell was reluctant to go, understandably. but some of the higher ranked members of the tribe knew of the empire, and explained it, and what a tremendous honour it was to be offered this! having no one left here, thorkell decided to accept the offer, and join them. as he stepped on board the huge black craft, he couldn't have imagine, in his worst nightmares what he would soon go through... and endure! thorkell grew up with an intense hatred of wolves, but was none the less picked up by the space marines of the wolf brothers chapel, due to his savageness, and through his life with the wolf brothers, he eventually came to realize that the wolf had not been acting out of cruelty or malice, but instinct. just like the wolf, who needed to hunt and kill for food, to survive, he and his battle brothers needed to hunt and kill any enemies of humanity and the imperium, to survive. realizing this, thorkell found peace within himself, finally. he also believes that leman russ will one day return from the eye of terror, with the power to revive the emperor, and bring on a NEW golden age for humanity!
