"Don't ever turn your back, kid. That mistake will be the last time you see the light of day."

"Make family out of your enemies. Hold them closer than friends."

"At the end of the day, when push comes to shove, your trust lies in you, yourself, and your weapon."

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Full Name~ Johnson Carver Reed. However, he has always gone by Carver.

Age~ Appearing to be in his late thirties and early forties; perhaps 38-40 years as he really just doesn't keep track very often.

Gender~ Male.

Sexuality~ Bisexual with an equal preference to both genders.

Team~ Lupus.

Appearance~

Carver is a looming man of around 6'5 in height, leaving a rather dark shadow wherever he is to go in more ways than one. His features are vacant and rigid like that of a ruggedly scarred beast that has undergone a good deal within his time spent on earth. His skin tone, like the majority of his faction, is a deathly pale, decorated and littered in an abundance of scars that dance over his face. One sits directly over his left eye, the iris being half frosty blue and the other half taken over by a murky cloudiness from the scar. Thick, dark stubble lines his jawline and lower half of his cheeks, around his lips and over his chin. As for his hair, it is as dark as the night sky could get, sitting atop his head in either a neatly styled fashion or a mess of feathery tendrils.

With his towering height, comes this man's large build. He is ripped from upper body to legs in hard, heavy muscle. Tattoos or various kinds sit upon his biceps, behind on his triceps, forearms, and his mid-sector where vines of thorn and barbedwire slither around his torso and chest in a meaningful manner.

Personality~

How does one explain a Carver? Well, one word shall do and we'll go from there.

Danger.

Carver does exceptionally well in creating long lasting reputations amongst himself with other people whom may choose to cross him. Long lasting as in they are either dead, or they are simply scarred; be it physically, mentally, or emotionally. He is a ruthlessly dangerous man who's mind has been altered and bent over time with the series of unfortunate events bestowed upon the earth.

Everything about him gushes and leaks in bone chilling dominance that he would portray with his faction should he have to, just to keep everything and everyone on their feet and in line. He does not believe in talking things out first, instead, he will turn towards shooting first and asking questions later. With that said, he is in high favor of delivering punishment unto those who deserve it.

Carver is a sinister soul who portrays not a single care in the world toward any but his own group. His loyalty lies to them and only to them and outsiders are like unwanted parasites in his eyes. Parasites are dealt with through death.

He is a gruff and firm individual, usually silent and often reserved and keeping to himself, however, his temper is like dry ice. So utterly cold, that it literally burns right through someone by a single touch.

Strengths~
- Tracking and navigation amongst the wilderness has been this man's specialty for as long as he could remember with the amount of hunting he did with his family. With him, tracking a human could prove as easy as tracking an unknowing doe.
- Like an member to Lupus, Carver has built up a strong resistance to cold weather. This permits him the ability to trek through the coldest of winters and still thrive exceptionally well.
- His background and current behavioral tendencies portrays him as a leader type with a steel grip on things. Otherwise, his strength lies within leading others, instead of following.
- Survival. He knows enough tactics in this field to make it in the world today.
- What he lacks in speed and agility, he makes up for in brute strength. Hand-to-hand combat is what he tends to engage in. Aside from knowing MMA, Carver is a skilled Tai Quan Do martial artist that came with his time spent in military.
- He is skilled with blades of any kind, though his main source of weaponry would be a Combat Bow and dual axes.

Weaknesses~
- First and foremost, this man is still surprisingly human and is not immune to injury and death.
- His size and build does not allow him the luxury of stealth, speed, or sharp agility. It slows him down a bit, despite the strength he packs behind it.
- Severe heat could be a problem for any Lupus, and like his size, it slows him down somewhat.

Likes~
He enjoys quiet and time to himself, hunting, putting use to his weapons whether it be in training or actual combat. Despite hunting, he does have a respect for nature in that he only kills the docile creatures of the woodlands to survive. Really, that's pretty much all he truly likes nowadays.

Dislikes~
Disloyalty and traitors are his biggest pet peeves. Disorder amongst the faction is another thing that he despises of. He doesn't take kindly at all to outsiders and will really have no problem declaring that. He doesn't like children or teenagers, despite how he was once one of both, though to ones within his group, he is tolerable of.

Backstory~
In short, as it really isn't important to him anymore-

Carver was once a member of the military, under the Navy Seal branch of service. It was there he gathered his knowledge on survival, built up his physical endurances, and was engaged to learn the ways of various styles of combat and weaponry. He was actually engaged to a man serving in the same unit as himself, and they had planned to properly marry once they were allowed to return home. However, his fiancé was killed in action just at the brink of earth's downfall. As for Carver's world? It crumbled and was slowly rebuilt in misplaced pieces of fire and ice.