Resplendent Frenzy of the Winter Cold - Full Moon Lunar
Born as Kain of the Broken Mountain Tribe, a tribe of ice walkers who seiced their migratory life style, finding that the mountain could provide them what they needed... if the remained strong, Frenzy's life was hard, almost beyond words. He was forced to struggle against his own siblings to earn a meal, he was forced to adjust to the freezing temperatures of the mountain, and as the only son of Master Hunter of the tribe, he was thrust into the world of wild beasts. When he became old enough to take up his father's weapon's he was sent out for one final test, too bring back the pelt of the true master of the Uttercold. Which was a rare breed of tiger that stalked the mountain passes, it preyed on many of the same beasts as his tribe, but in truth, the flesh of man was what the creature truly desired.
The hunt was long... hard, and when he came upon the beast, the two circled each other, both ready too strike. As the beast suddenly charged, Kain readied his spear, a voice within his head whispered very softly, sounding more like the growl of a beast. "Take your destiny in hand..." With speed and strength that he never possessed before, the warrior's spear hit home killing his opponent with but a single strike. Unable to help himself, he cupped the cooling blood within his hands and drank deeply from it. His eyes transformed too two silver orbs, slitted like those of a cats. When he returned home though, he came upon a sight that made his blood boil... A large contigent of bandits was pillaging the town, and without even thinking Kain threw himself into the skirmish, as he charged his body reshaped into the image of a rather large humanoid white furred tiger, within minutes, the dervish like frenzy of Kain decimated his opponents, but most of his friends, and family had been killed in the raid. Unable to stay, his heart broken to piece he fled the mountain.
It wasn’t long before a pack of Lunars came upon the young man, fortunately before his casteless nature had any truly negative effects upon him. He was brought before an elder amongst the Exalted of Luna, and put to the tests... They were long, hard, but fortunately, with a little luck, and a massive am mount of effort he “Passed” the tests as well as anyone, and the results suggested he was one of the full moon. He received his tattoos that day, binding his changing caste, protecting him from Chiemerism. When he was ready, he joined the ranks of the Seneschals of the Sun Kings. When he was ready, he set out alone once more.
His claws and teeth were put to one purpose, anytime he came upon an innocent in jeopardy, threatened by the hands of ignorant or evil men. He jumped into the fray fighting with such rage, his mind still burning with the images of his own brutalized village. With each victory the Legend of Resplendent Frenzy of the Winter Cold grew.