Hunter Jarx

Looking down the barrel of his crossbow, Jarx had the lumbering beast within his sight. The monster that had been terrifying the residents of Palavan Village for weeks. In the density and darkness of the forest, the details were hard to make out. It was large, hulking, and growled like a beast. But with its body count piling up each night, Jarx knew it was no hungry animal. It was a monstrosity that needed to be put down.

Resting on a ridge with thick roots digging into his leather armor, he knew he had a window of opportunity before the beast took off for the village once again. As he prepared his shot, silvery moonlight glinted off the metal of his crossbow. And he felt his heart rate increase.

A full moon tonight. No crossbow would be needed.

Setting his weapon aside, his body shook and convulsed. It took less than a minute for the transformation to be complete. He was used to it now, the pain did not bother him. He relished the feeling of the strength and the dexterity.

As the last of his large human body transformed into a great gray werewolf, he threw his head back and howled. The monster he'd been hunting turned to look in his direction, startled.

Jarx grinned. And then he lunged. To Jarx, lycanthropy is not a curse but a blessing. He was bitten as an adolescent while camping in the woods with his family. He had explored too far on his own, and wandered into territory he did not belong in. But where many felt sorry for him, or were even afraid of him, Jarx felt like a new life had opened up to him. He was stronger, more agile, and capable of things he'd never dreamed. He learned to control both the man and beast inside of him as he grew up. He is fearless and confident, and now makes his living as a mercenary. Jarx's specialty is hunting monsters, and he is well-known for using an enchanted crossbow to do so. Even though Jarx has embraced the werewolf side of him, he still knows what happened to him as an adolescent was not okay. That he was attacked without shown mercy. And so he always grants mercy when the situation allows it, and only takes work for contracts that align with his morals.