Name: Mowan Gili
Gender (if applicable) & Age: 34, Male
Appearance: Tall, strongly built, curly black hair and dark coffee skin, it's obvious to see that Mowan has come from a long line of Aboriginal Australians. He has (striking, according to his mother) green eyes and tends to leave it a while between shaves, as he prefers to have a bit of stubble. Both his arms from his shoulders to the tips of his fingers have a series of intricate tattoos that allow Mowan to exert large amounts of strength, enough to hit a man with enough force to send him through a (thin) wall, or to rip a car door off it's hinges. When in use, the tattoos glow blue with increasing intensity the more strenght he channels into them.
He tends to wear a tan shirt, a pair of well worn and faded blue jeans, sturdy boots and a reddish brown, 'kangaroo' fur coat (It's actually made from the fur of a type II monster that attacked him and his family on the Day of Return.)
Faction: Independent, technically, but currently 'Consulting' with the A.P.I.R.U. or Asia-Pacific Paranatural Investigation and Response Unit, a group similar to U.N.I.T.E.D. but more focused on those countries in the Asia-Pacific region, including China, Japan, Australia, New Zealand, Paupa New Guinea, and America (Though their contribution is among the smallest, excluding those from the various pacific isles.)
Biography/History: Like many ancient cultures, the Australian Aboriginals had their own encounters with 'Monsters', evidence of which can be seen in their mythology and folklore. Unlike many ancient, the indigenous Australians didn't turn to one singular group of people to protect them, instead it was common knowledge on how to fight monsters. While this more often then not required multiple strong warriors to do so, there were those who were said to be able to fight a bunyip alone and live. They were referred to as Booreenoola, men (and rarely women) that were seen as the best of the best. Some were hunters wearing the skins of slain monsters and wielding weapons made from their claws and teeth, and others were wisemen with access to powerful magics. Many tribes prospered as the creatures were pushed further and further back until they all but vanished.
Much of this knowledge was still known, if not practised right up until European colonization of the continent, infact there's more than one story of tribes that saw the ship of Captain Cook and the vessels First Fleet as signs of the monster's return (unfortunately they weren't far off).
With their's being an oral culture, much of the Aboriginals knowledge on monsters was lost during Australia's colonization in the late 18th/early 19th century. Fortunately some knowledge survived, passed down from generation to generation.
Growing up on a homestead outside Dubbo, Mowan was told stories of monsters and of the Booreenoola from a young age. While he was lucky enough to be able to go to school, he never really excelled academically. He took to sports, rugby in particular, pretty quickly, and during his school years his weekends would often include a rugby game Saturday morning, then a camping trip with his dad that would last well into Sunday night. On these trips his father taught him how to hunt and how to survive in the bush. As he grew older the stories of monsters were dismissed as childish tales, much to his father's dismay. Eventually he finished school, and went on to play rugby semi-professionally for his home town of Dubbo, then professionally for a team in Sydney.
2012 rolled around, as did the so called prophecies of the end of the world. Mowan didn't pay any mind to self promoted doomsayers, and he, as he always had, looked forward to a nice relaxing few weeks with his family over the christmas holidays. On the night of December 21st, a monstrous red beast in the shape of a giant ape attacked his family's homestead. Mowan and his father managed to kill it, barely, and not before he injured his mom. It was then he realized that all the stories his father told him growing up were true. Unfortunately, Mowan's mother, didn't cope as well as her son that the stories were true, and left them both to return to her family in Perth.
Now in the same position as many thrust into this strange new world, Mowan quit his rugby career (causing a minor scandal in the NRL community at the time) and started not only hunting monsters with his father, but learning about their powers and how to use them against them. This went on for 5 years, until in a battle with a Type III monster similar in nature to the
Yara-ma-yha-who of Aboriginal myth. Mowan and his dad had seen news reports of cattle stations in rural Queensland and New South Wales that had gone silent and decided to investigate, only to find the farmers had been turned into Yara-ma-yha-who. If not for the intervention of A.P.I.R.U. the pair would have been turned as well and during the fight with the original Yara-ma his dads leg was broken in two places. Unable to walk without the aid of a cane, Mowan's father retired for a time, until he and Mowan were brought on as 'consultants' for A.P.I.R.U.
Now, his father helps educate A.P.I.R.U.'s fighting force how to effectivly combat the monster thread, and Mowan is on his way to Boston to investigate the monster activity in the area, and hopefully convince the American Government to strengthen their ties with A.P.I.R.U.
Personality: Headstrong, boisterous, loud. All good words to describe Mowan. He's also pretty friendly and will try his best to turn strangers into mates. Get on his nerves and he won't be afraid to tell you, but he's not one to hold a grudge either. He's had it hard ever since the return of the monsters to this world, no doubt about it, but he never gives up.
Arcana/Divinity/Extraplanar Tech: The tattoos in his arm, inked with monster blood, allow him to channel extreme amounts of strength and power through them, though it's more physically demanding the more he does it, and the more strenght he exerts.
Mowan carries a Bowie knife concealed in his jacket, along with a handful of folding, tri-wing boomerangs augmented with Extraplaner Tech. They're sharp enough that, when thrown with suffficent force, they can cut a man clean in half and give any monster on the receiving end a very bad day.
His jacket is not only also incredibly comfortable to wear, owing of course to it's Extraplanar nature, but much stronger than it looks, with enough protection to stop a bullet (but not the force of it, so depending on the caliber of bullet it'll leave him with a hell of a bruise.
Notable Skills: Though he's a bit out of practice, he can still pull off a mean tackle, leaving his opponent open for a beatdown. His fighting style is best described as 'quick and dirty', after all he can live with fighting 'without honour' if it means he gets to live in the first place.
As gifted as he is at punching things, he's also pretty good at nailing targets with a boomerang if the situation calls for it.
While he was the brawn to his dad's brains, he did pick up a few things from him and with his tracking skills can competently go it stealthy and do a bit of investigation if the need arises.
Other: Prefers to just go by the name 'Gili'.
