<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UzpAyu9Ojxc/Tl6BX4CVy5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ckcASWaT9nE/s1600/1314815848.cheetahpaws_cheetah_knight__s%255B1%255D.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cheetarik.<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Cheetah<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Height</strong>6'3<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>217 lbs<br/><strong>Visual Appearance:</strong><br/><br/><strong>Written Appearance:</strong>He has short spiky orange hair, which has black tips. His eyes are a firey orangish red color, the only real armor Cheetarik wears is a set of small shoulder guards and one plated arm, other than that her only wears leather pants and fingerless gloves. He also keeps a large katana on his side that most couldn't even pick up as well as two small throwing knives on his other side, he also keeps a Lute on his back in an iron case.<br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Strangely quite for someone who's called the Juggernaut by many common folk, he enjoys fighting, but not killing unless he has to. This is mainly because he lived on the streets until a young priestess decided to let him live with her at the church. He also enjoys protecting his kingdom, his prouse as a warrior had given him many chances to move up in ranks but he refused wanting to fight on the front lines.<br/><strong>Likes:</strong>Training with a few of his friends, to play on his lute, he enjoys serving under the king, the color red.<br/><strong>Dislikes:</strong>Mercs, traitors, Conspirators, arrogant people, disrespectful people<br/><strong>Quirks/Flaws:</strong>He can be a bit brash and hotheaded at time, ex-specially when it comes to traitors, this usually ends up landing Cheetarik in many hairy situations, though most are to intimidated by the giant brute to do much in the ways of fighting.<br/><strong>Talents:</strong>Playing his lute, which he mostly does in the taverns when he's a bit drunk or in his barracks where he is surrounded by friends.<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Soldier<br/><strong>Background</strong>Cheetarik was born as a lowly street orphan, having to fight to barely scrap by, that is until the age of ten when a priestess of the nearby church took him in and gave him a home, but in order to stay his new 'mother' asked him if he could bring in some kind of money to help her be able to feed the both of them, Cheetarik in response join the guard training program which gave him minimom wage of the guards, at the age of fifteen Cheetarik left the guards and the priestess in order to join the army. He showed great promise as a swordsman, after his training Cheetarik was sent to quell a raid on a small farm town towards the wall. Once he and his fellows arrived they saw a horrendous sight of war, the massacred bodies of the villagers put in a huge gory pile and others hung from their homes, the sight sent Cheetarik into a berserk and he charged at the raiding lizzardmen, the fight only lasted a few minates before Cheetarik had butchered the lizards. Cheetarik's comrades stood in awe at the sight of a single soldier taking on a group of twenty or so lizards by himself, the soldiers called him Juggernaut ever since that day and his reputation only grew intime as the Juggernaut of Thundera.<br/><br/>The King himself offered Cheetarik a position as general once, but was respectfully refused, the king was taken back by this and asked the young cat why. Cheetarik's response was that he was better suited on the front lines than as a commander of soldiers. So the king then offered him to become a 'hero' of the people, which meant he would serve the people and basically be the commander of himself, and it allowed him to fight however he felt best. So Cheetarik had his own specially made armor(his shoulder pads and plated arm). This armor was enchanted by the cleric leader, the enchantmentmade the armor near unbreakable and it was resistant to the elements, while enhansing his strength even more.. After he got his armor Cheetarik headed outside the walls to find a smith to make him a grand blade. After a few years on Cheetarik's twentieth birthday he returned with the massive katana on his shoulder. A feast was held for the return of the young hero of war. A few days later a large scale attack on Thundera was launched, and once again Cheetarik's skill amazed his fellow soldiers. And while in time of peace, Cheetarik spends his time bringing joy to his fellow soldiers by playing songs of adventure and glory on his lute.<br/><strong>Weapon(s):</strong>His massive katana only he can wield, and two throwing knives.<br/><strong>Special Ability:</strong>Enhanced strength, this allows hims to lift and heave boulders and life his weapon and swing it easily.<br/><strong>Style:</strong>Because of the size of his weapon his attack are somewhat slower than they would be with a normal sword, but he has had many year to hone his skills with the weapon so his attacks are very skillful and the size allows him to have a large reach with the blade as well, and when he's in a berserk his attacks are faster and a bit more sloppy. The blade's weight also allows for a greater impact when it hits.