Appearance:<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2013/173/9/6/consumed_in_darkness_by_vishstudio-d6a52ds.jpg)<br/></div></div></div><br/>Age: 35<br/>Name: Rica Balatiu<br/>Alias: Puternic<br/>Race: Werewolf<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Birthdate: February 29<br/>Birthplace: Magical Romania<br/>Powers: Strength, heightened senses, hard-to-resist hormones for women<br/>Personality: Competitive and dominant. Puternic never takes "no" as an answer.<br/>Sexuality: Heterosexual, nearly Satyriasis.<br/>Clothing: a black tight lycra bermuda. Everything else gets easily torn apart.<br/>Bio: Born under the Communist rule, Rica Balatiu was taken to a special training camp when he was just 11. Why? The regime needed to form spies to "defend" itself against the evil Capitalist countries. Over the years, Puternic was turned from a naïve boy into the ultimate killing machine. Taught several Western languages, he was also given the opportunity of having "seduction classes", even though he never excelled them - Puternic was too raw for certain subtleties. When he was about to be sent out to his first mission in France, Nicolae Ceaușescu's regime collapsed and none of his "dreams"came true. Unemployed, none of his skills could be of use. Soon the rise of computing made him even more obsolete: designed for the pre-computer age, he was thrown into a new world and somehow he turned into an outcast. To add complexity to his life, his personality did not help a lot: he was dominant, but he lacked the means of asserting his superiority in a rapidly changing world.<br/>However, this was about to change some 8 years ago, when Puternic was coming back from Bucharest harbour, where he had helped to download some cargo from a ship coming from Austria. Without seeing or understanding what happened, his head was hit and he fainted, just to wake up in the middle of a pool of blood, his own blood. For some unknown reason, his strong body prevented him from bleeding to death in spite of the fangs' marks on his back. From that day on, Puternic started to see the world from a completely different perspective: everyone was slower and rather than seeing, he sniffed people and things. But this was not all: for the first time in his life, his personality was supported by his physical condition. Not that he was a weakling before that mysterious episode - he had always been pretty strong. What happened is that he acquired an unmatched strength and no man ever offered him any valuable challenge. Soon did he turn into an Alpha male, leading a small group of men in the Ferentari neighbourhood in Bucharest - needless to say that human women were always following him wherever Puternic went.<br/>For some unknown reason, he heard a call and left his pack to look for ...