Post by Relairah on Jul 31, 2010 22:13:03 GMT -6
Name: Môlaryen (Pronounced: Mo - Lar (lard without the 'd')- ee - en)
Gender: Male
Race: Wolf
Sub-Race: Demon
Breed: Hellhound/Serpent Demon
Pack: None
Rank: None
Appearance:~
Color: Deep ebony color, fur thick giving more bulk to his appearance, and shimmering scales follow down his chest and underbelly, also along his neck and high on his legs.
Wings: Wings are a mix of bat wings and draconian wings, and are enormous in size. Sharp bones rise from his upper back, sharply curving downward. Down from the bone are attached paper thin skin linking between each sharply pointed bone, claws gleaming off of each tip. Shreds dangle from the wings giving a ghostly appearance. The places where his wings connect with his flesh look as though his wings sprouted through a terrible and painful process, the skin scabbed thickly, and laden over with thinner fur that grew there.
Eyes: Eyes are lime green, deep, purple, cat-like slits for their pupils.
Markings: Deep in his neck, underneath his thick peltage of fur lies a hideous looking scar, earned in a fierce battle of his past. Other than that none
Weight: About 120 lb. He has almost no fat, it is mostly bulk, and fur.
Height: About 4'8"
Build: He has a large, bulky build, muscles evident all through his body. He carries a large head, a long, thick maw, with large ears. His neck is longer than it appears, and is extremely thick, though most of its thickness if fur, it still holds great muscle. He has a round body, and thick shoulders and thighs. Long, sturdy limbs, and massive paws. He has long, sharp claws that can be drawn in or pressed out of his paws at will. His tail is long, the underside scaly, and quite bushy in fur. It is very similar to that of a feline's tail, though moves about in a serpent-like manner.
Amulet: A large, metal viper's head, mouth opened and fangs showing sharply, dangles on the end of dark chains buried in his fur.
Personality: He is in no way drawn back or fearful. He does not move about by the shadows everywhere he goes, except for on purpose if he wishes not for his presence to be known. He does little to hide the fact he is approaching someone, and enjoys intimidating others. He has great pride, and is often stubborn, yet he knows his place and isn't a fool. He knows when he's lost or won a fight. He delights in the pain of others, and tends to be rather bloodthirsty. He can be rather sadistic or even masochistic at times, usually in a battle just for the intimidation of his opponent.
Magic(s): Demonic
-Spells:
- Summoning: Môlaryen can summon various shadow beasts which will appear to be quite real. These beasts can attack any victim of Môlaryen's choosing and harm them. Similarly, these beasts can be harmed and if they are in any fatal area, they will vanish as though they never existed.
- Nightmares: These beasts can also take the form of shadows on the ground and surround said victim. If such happens, the victim will fall under a sort of sleep. In said sleep, Môlaryen can control various dreams, giving them nightmares. Powerplay rules still apply. The more beasts he summons the more energy it uses so he usually sticks to no more than 1-3. The lesser he has, also, the longer he can have them.
- Dark Illusions: Môlaryen can twist and lenthen shadows or inanimate objects' appearances in the darkness to frighten victims or opponents. Similar to when a child is lying in their room at night and mistakes their dresser for a monster.
- Cloak: Môlaryen can use the darkness, or more often the shadows to hide himself. This can be used as a method of escape or defense.
Skills: He is strong and cunning, though not exceptionally intelligent over others. Just experienced in what he does. He is skilled at attacks and battle.
Biography:~
Age: 33 (immortal)
Family:~
Father: Deceased
Mother: Deceased
Siblings: Deceased
Mate: None
Children: None
Other:~
Close Friends/Allies: None
Birth Place: Unknown
History: He has an unknown past as far as for his birth place and where he grew up. He is the product of demons, though he doesn't really remember much. He knows his parents were evil and often tried to teach him of assassination and the glee in the death of others. Perhaps he has merely blocked that part of his life out of his memory. With much blood on his paws, he has lived most of his life alone.
He has spent the last few years of his life around the Shinkou Lands, doing what he wants for the most part. At one point, he had interest in Giaku, though found he had a will of his own too much and didn't like being inferior to others. Particularly after meeting some Druins, in particular Endymion, and growing a distaste for them.
He now wanders about, usually in the Outlands, entertaining himself or lounging.
