(Work in progress-ish)
Name: Lucas Blake (Luc to his friends)
Race: White tiger
Sexual Orientation & Status: Straight / Uninvolved / Widower
6 feet tall, well built, a physique that he does his best to keep, though his injuries limit what exercises he can effectively do. While nowhere near as good as he was in his sports days, it's still reasonable. Scar tissue marks his right side, arm and extensively on his right upper leg and knee. He generally keeps these hidden as much as possible
Job: Works with inner city / underprivileged youth
Rank(If applicable): N/a
Personality: Luc considers himself something of a Renaissance Man. A voracious reader while young, his love of books stayed with him throughout his life, and he was written two books (one fantasy, one urban fantasy) in the last three years, which have received acceptable reviews. He is currently learning to play the guitar, though he admits he still isn't that good at it, and is one year into an online Masters degree in Business Studies, which he figures will help the Foundation. He has been a student of T'ai chi ch'uan for about two years, claiming that the internal forms help with controlling his pain and improve his mobility.
He is generally easy going, though once he gets started on a subject he is passionate about, he will quite happily talk anyone's ear off. He disapproves of people drinking, or using drugs, though he realizes that he can't make others choices for them, he will try and persuade them to his point of view.
History: Ten years ago, Lucas Blake was a rising star in college ice hockey, his skill as a Defenceman seeing his team through to the finals with one of their lowest scores conceded in the past 20 years. Five years ago, he had moved into the professional leagues, with a more than respectable performance, and it was thought a good career ahead of him for the next few years.
That changed one stormy night when a drunken driver failed to stop at a junction and ran into the side of Lucas car, killing both himself and Lucas wife, and leaving the athlete in a life threatening condition. Twelve hours of surgery saved his life, but the doctors were unsure if he would walk again. It took Lucas six months manage that, and while he can now walk at almost a normal pace, it's with the aid of a cane.
The death of his wife hit him hard, once he was out of the hospital, and he more or less fell into a bottle for about six months, a fact gleefully reported by the tabloids. In time, and with the aid of friends, he was able to claw his way back to something approaching normality. His sports career was gone, but sensible investments from the years he was playing meant that he could live comfortably, as he had never embraced the over the top sports star lifestyle.
It took him about another year to figure out what he wanted to do, prompted by a shaking 14 year old trying to mug him. Lucas disarmed the kid, and rather than turn her over to the police, got a hot meal into her and talked to her for hours. She wasn't a bad kid, just one whose options ran from bad to worse, and Lucas figured his name and what was left of his fame might still be worth something. Six months later, he was part of a Foundation whose aim was to help kids like the one he had met, to find them other options, and to help them make more of themselves than they thought they might.
Alignment: Neutral good
Good strength (mostly upper body)
Some martial arts training (includes short staff and internal/energy work)
Assorted connections (not as many as he had when he was playing, but he still knows a few people in the sports / media / minor celebrity fields)
Knowledge - Random and varied. Do not play this guy at any kind of trivia game.
Limited mobility (he's not going to be running any hundred yard dashes or scrambling over walls anytime soon)
Likes / Dislikes - As player, will fill in later