Luthen Crath

[Luthen Crath]

Name of the Character
Luthen Crath



Malkavian

B a s i c s
Name: Luthen Crath
Age: 428
Species Human/Malkavian
Birthday: 3rd March 1580
Sexuality: Straight
Special Power: Proficient at Healing
Losing the ability of Sensing
Moderately adept with Telekinesis


A p p e a r a n c e
Hair Color: Dark, slightly greying, short hair. Often allows his stubble to grow.
Eye Color: A deep brown
Height: About 6ft2
Weight: Not much!
Other:

I n D e p t h
Personality: A dark and forbidding looking man Luthen is nonetheless gentle beneath his hard and gruff exterior, experience has taught him to push others aside as allowing anyone to get close only ends in hurt. Even though he can heal it has never been enough, he’s never got there in time to help or the wounds have been too deep for his skill to heal, luck has never been with this man and some say, even Malkavians that he is cursed.

Still a caring man though shunned by society completely for his abilities which he has long striven to keep hidden, they have somehow always come out, he couldn’t just stand by and watch a person in pain, he had to help, but their joy at being healed of their injuries or afflictions was so often short lived, it soon turned to revulsion, his talent was a curse not a cure, how very wrong they were. So society has made him the grim man that he now is, who is continually in hiding; even from fellow Malkavians, whose numbers are now steadily growing.

Luthen has a clarity of thought and mind that many others seem to lack, he takes his time to dwell upon the best way of solving a problem, be it large or small, he has rarely acted rashly, perhaps his years of experience have made him wise, but there was always a strong mind, maybe that is why he has been able to develop the skill of Telekinesis? When young he had so many questions, now he has learnt to simply live with his abilities, he hasn’t lost his shine, no a fervour of a strong heart and quick mind still flashes through his sharp eyes from time to time, he has just lost the heart for the fight long ago, once he would have taken up arms against any in his way, now he isn’t so quick to judge.

Family and History: The spark of brilliance has been in his family for generations, yet they have always been very keen to hide it, their skills have never been strong enough to particularly stand out from the crowd that is why they have survived for so long, his family took great care and attention to conceal his growing abilities when he was young, they explained it all as fully as they could to him, but stressed he had to keep hidden from those who would wish to exploit him, he saw the truth of their words and so for a long time was kept hidden from the world.

That was until the world found him.

His family had separated themselves quite completely from the world around them, they’d gathered together building themselves a small village in the North of England that had kept them safe for generations, as nobody had suspected them, for few rarely saw them, they were self-sufficient and kept themselves to themselves, shunning the trade and suspiciousness of other surrounding villages. The elders of surrounding villages hadn’t quite clicked that those in this little village (little more than a hamlet in reality) were in fact not really aging. The population was growing a little and Luthen had many relatives, as was common then anyway, the only difference was that they didn’t die for a long, long time, spanning generations of humans back then.

At the age of 56 in the year 1636 all hell broke loose, fortunately neither vampires nor lycans had found them yet, it was humans themselves who attacked without mercy, believing his younger sister Hyrn to be a witch, she’d foolishly saved a young lad from a grievous injury from a wolf, Luthen has often wondered whether that had been an ordinary wolf, or if the Lycans had been responsible for his families untimely demise, the boy had naturally spread the word, and fear had driven the combined strength of dozens of the surrounding villages, wielding pitchforks and burning brands and even the occasional sword they had fallen upon the little village without mercy slaughtering the peaceful inhabitants, who had been too kind hearted to fully strike back against their enemy, even if they had been capable, as Luthen was the strongest amongst them it was apt that he survived the onslaught killing his first man then, and many more with his terrible fury that day. Since then he has kept a tight leash upon his anger, making certain he never loses it; that is why he doesn’t allow anyone to get close for he doesn’t want the same to happen again. Eluding the grasp of the terrified but fervent villagers stirred to action by roaring priests demanding the lawless heathens be burnt, Luthen escaped fleeing to Scotland to rebuild a sham of a life there. In Scotland he became a lonely hermit for many years, until loneliness drove him to seek his fame and fortune, for he was still a young lad at heart, deeply wounded by events. He served many years in the English army against their countless foes, slipping in and out of the service under different names, fighting against Bonaparte and eventually reaching the trenches of the first World War. There are many tales to tell of his adventures there, but those are tales for another day.

With the coming of the 20th century warfare as he knew it began to change, he’d survived many a scrape, his healing ability honed upon himself, and he experimented in secret with moving objects even of great size with his mind, several times he was found out, but each time he escaped moving onto a new life, always starting afresh and never allowing anyone to get close to him.

You could say he was experienced with war, nothing compared to the centuries of battle for Lycans and Vampires but he is adept in the field, he knows how to command troops, by earning their respect, not particularly through acts of valour but a keen mind driven to care for them, he’s pulled those in his command through many scrapes through the years, but has lost many more, he’s never been able to save enough.

At the time of Malkavians being drawn exorably into the fighting between the Vampires and the Lycans, Luthen is nursing his wounds, he’s been battered and bruised for too long now, having survived even the Second World War his worries turned to the government’s increasing diligence towards looking for those with abilities, having narrowly escaped capture again and again he would currently be found deep in hiding, if he could be found that is.