Your Name: Rog.
Age: 22.
How did you find us?: Richard.
Name: Mthatha Mkhulu.
Nickname/Alias: Matty.
DOB: 5/11/1973. (35).
Gender: Male.
Job: Pimp.
Animal: Lion.
Power Level: Alpha.
Mindset: Dominant.
Rank: Lion King.
Human Appearance: 
Face Claim: Junkyard Dog.
Animal Appearance(s) Has both forms.
Strengths:- Alpha skills.
- Brawn.
Weaknesses:- Weak leg.
- Slow and clumsy.
Personality:He has a surprisingly calm, intelligent and retrospective manner. His hobbies particularly reflect this, which include reading (he enjoys discussing philosophers like Plato and Socrates), Greek mythology and agriculture, among other things.
He’s a bit of a yob and by no means a humanist. He views killing as a necessary good (not an evil). It is like weeding in a flower bed. Furthermore, he shows no sympathy for innocent victims, or guilt towards those he’s killed.
Despite his generally relaxed nature, his temper is quite volatile, particularly in combat or when treated badly. He cannot then control himself and enters all kinds of trouble.
Likes:- Women.
- Sex.
- Booze.
- Money.
Dislikes:- Feminists.
- White people.
History:He was originally a member of the expansive Mkhulu tribe, whom occupied the savannahs and grasslands of Zambia (otherwise known as North Rhodesia), south central Africa. It would take an extensive amount of time to list the hierarchies and relatives of this tribe, but generally, he had twenty other siblings and cousins (eight girls and twelve boys). These were half or full relatives, amongst numerous parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles. The only individual of significant note is the tribe’s leader (and his father) Mphakanyiswa Ngubbengcuka Mkhulu, whom had his son’s life intricately planned. As the eldest, Mthatha was expected to become the eventual tribe leader.
For the first eight years of his life, Mthatha was taught combat, weaponry and education. At this point, he had led a hard, yet enjoyable and fulfilling life. Simplistically speaking, the Mkhulu led a harmonious existence, until a man-eating lion started endangering and taking the lives of the Mkhulu children. So Mphakanyiswa took a group of men (and his son Mthatha - as training) to track and kill the beast.
During an eventful ambush, the lion mauled Mthatha. Despite the agony, Mthatha rammed a spear in its side. Mphakanyiswa helped finish the job. The lion died and turned into a person. Completely baffled by the incident, Mthatha and Mphakanyiswa swore never to mention it again - though this proved impossible come the next full moon.
Rather than be feared and reviled for his zoanthropy, Mthatha was regarded as a god by his family. From ten to eighteen, Mthatha learnt to hone his skills and become an amazing warrior. At the latter brink of eighteen, his father had left his prime years far behind, so Mthatha looked forward to adopting the position of lead tribesman. However, owing to his invaluable skills as a defender, Mphakanyiswa had chosen his second oldest son to lead the Mkhulu people instead. After discovering this
betrayal, it drove Mthatha to bitterness and fury.
During the son’s initiation as lead tribesman, Mthatha drove a herd of wildebeest into the ceremony. They trampled and subsequently killed numerous Mkhulu people, including Mphakanyiswa and the initiated son, but even Mthatha didn’t escape uninjured, and inexplicitly had a wildebeest gore him, its sharp horns catching him in the thigh.
Following the mayhem, the survivors quickly found Mthatha responsible for the damage and deaths: An eyewitness had spied Mthatha purposefully upsetting the wildebeest, before the ceremony started. The Mkhulu put Mthatha on trial and decided he would be punished via death, but using his zoanthropy, he succeeded in escaping.
During the ages eighteen and thirty, Mthatha travelled the country and lived in solitary confinement. He came across some tourists, who offered him the chance to come to England with them. So he did and has been there ever since.
