Family:
          Mother: Cassy (Deceased)
          Father: Tyran (Deceased)
          Brother: None
          Sister: None
          Lifemate: None at this time
          Recognized: Has not yet done so
          Kits: None so far

    Description/Image:

Standing at not more than 4'3" tall his body is lithe and slender, the muscle lean and strong. His black hair tumbles down over his shoulders waving at his shoulders then starting to curl near the end. His blue-grey eyes flash almost silver in the dimmness found under a canopy of trees. Chest broad it is covered only by a narrow black vest that accentuates his muscled form. Narrower hips are covered in clinging black short breeches that more than hint at what lies beneath. Short boots of black adorn his feet and their design shows this one is definately a hunter of skill. Your first glance slides over him and you miss much that you might not see unless you got to know him.

    Background:

One hundred and seventy six turns ago Brice was born in a small tent of a recognition between Tyran, his father, and Cassy, his mother. As he grew up he decided he wanted to learn to hunt, cook, fish, and fight. On one particular occasion he was out hunting and using his skills and his brains he brought home a half dozen ravvits. Since that day he has spent much time in the forests mainly alone but not for any reason other than his love of hunting. This love has been such that he has not been able to keep a mate for very long. His relationships have been many but short, his good humor and charming good looks enough to attract even the most beautiful of females, but his love of the forest and being gone days at a time becomes to much for any to stay for long.

He has lived and traveled far and wide in search of differnt game of the forests, grasslands, and even the cold nothern mountains. He has the skin of a great white northern bear that he has kept, it's warmth is unsurpassed and it is a momento of the time spent there. He has learned to fashion elegant spears over turns which he uses to trade for many of the various hings that he now possesses. When around others he is as charming as anyone, yet does not talk much about himself, and thinks those who do are braggers...

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