Ralf

Full Name: Ralf Daniel Bethlehem
Referred to as: Ralf, Bedlam
Age: 24
Height: 5’ 10
Weight: 130
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Fur Colour: Brown and black
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Species: Doberman
Occupation: Psychotic, leader of the Initiates
Personality Traits: Chatty and charismatic at first glance, and that’s about when the real him shows
Distinguishing Features: None
Friends: Jared Orkney, Kumiko Nishigawa
Enemies: Pretty much every other Fur and human in Ruferus
Girlfriend status: None
Kin: William Bethlehem – father (deceased), Emily Walker – mother (deceased), Mark Bethlehem – older brother (deceased), Julie Bethlehem – younger sister (deceased)
Brief History: Ralf Daniel Bethlehem seemed odd from the very beginning. As an infant, he would hardly smile. He wouldn’t play with his toys, or with other children. He would always keep to himself. As he grew older, he grew ever more isolated, hardly talking with a soul. His parents would often speculate why. Perhaps because he was a middle child, they didn’t pay enough attention to him. They didn’t have the money to pay for a psychiatrist for Ralf, so they simply hoped that it was a phase he would grow out of.

What Ralf did do was work on his schoolwork. He was extremely bright and worked hard to get the best possible grades. He had a brain for science and devoted himself to the study in the hopes to be a world renowned scientist. It was his goal.

But then Ralf’s father fell ill with pancreatic cancer. The family was nearly broke and couldn’t afford to pay for chemotherapy or any treatment for him. All they could do for him was wait. Wait for him to pass on and make him comfortable. The 14-year-old Ralf wasn’t prepared to accept that. He worked frantically, in a misguided manner, to find a cure for his father, using his rather limited knowledge of biology and chemistry. After weeks of working in his room, he had gotten nowhere. His thoughts turned from a cure to simply a way to end his father’s suffering. He thought about inventing a virus to quickly end his father’s life, but after another few weeks of futility, he gave that idea up as well. He couldn’t bear to watch his father waste away, so he took a large knife from the kitchen and stabbed his father in the heart. It was over quickly, his father not having the strength to scream. The sight of the blood awakened something in Ralf. He felt a rush… something pleasuring. As he relished the feeling, his younger sister Julie came upon the gruesome scene and cried out. Ralf snapped out of his euphoric state and took the knife to his sister, slicing her throat open. Their older brother Mark tried to talk Ralf into dropping the knife, but after a brief struggle, Ralf managed to stab Mark in the stomach. Taking his opportunity, Ralf gutted his older brother and cut out all of his internal organs, along with those of his sister. When his mother arrived home, she too, was greeted with his blade. Ralf never felt so alive. He tasted their blood; nothing had ever tasted so good to him. He left his home and didn’t look back, covered in their blood.

Ralf disappeared into the streets of Thalland City, doing what he loved most: killing innocent people. He would steal the money of those he killed for food and clothing as well as shelter. He would never stay in one place for long, to elude the police. Then as fate would have it, he was discovered by Jared Orkney after committing a particularly heinous murder. Jared told Ralf that he needed someone of his bloodthirstiness for an endeavor of his. Ralf was intrigued, and from that day, became Jared’s right hand man.

With the demon war in motion, Ralf is charged with command of the Initiates, Furs that serve Jared and his purposes. To his men, Ralf is known as a ruthless and sadistic man who would even kill his own. To Ralf, he knows that his time is at hand….

Habits: Besides being a homicidal maniac, none really
Date of birth: December 3, 1979 (Gregorian calendar)
Place of birth: Thalland City, Thalland
Background Nationality: Danish, German (no accent)
Weapons: Instruments of torture
Quote: “They are simply inferior. For that, they must die.”

Date of Creation: June 2003