Post by Mama Z on Apr 19, 2010 21:01:41 GMT -6
Name:
Lufelon
Gender:
Male
Race:
Wolf
Sub-Race:
Demon
Breed:
Olu
Pack:
Loner-For now
Rank:
N/A
Appearance:
A brute of a wolf. He is everything that sin could be wrapped up in one beautiful package. As true of all Olu's, Lufelon has an appearance about him that calls for attention. He is muscular with barely any signs of physical weakness or scaring. His stance is broad at his shoulders that tappers down into hips that stand a fraction of a bit lower. The brute stands around 4 feet tall.
His chest his large and rolls up into a sturdy neck. His snout is pointed, however; the large ram like horns on his head make it seem even more so. The rams horns are very large and a dulled white color. A small tuft of fur hangs beneath his chin.
This Olu's fur is perhaps something that stands out most about him. His fur, while it looks a faded black looks artificial. Just something about it always seems off and not quite right. Perhaps the color you see isn't the color he really is? His eyes are two toned. Each is a spiral of black and red, an indication that his second spirit is fire.
Personality:
Lufelon is a very jaded and bitter individual. Yet, that is one side that few get to see. On the outside there is a charm about him that calls to his followers. They are drawn to the smooth words, the empty promises. They are used to no end, but still they follow him. He is hard to anger, yet it is not impossible. Lufelon believes in revenge, however; the emotional revenge is so much sweeter than the immediate physical one. Those who cross and anger him, normally never are directly affected by him. Like a mob boss, Lufelon knows how to hit home. Be wary of your loved ones and sanity.
Magic:
Light and Fire
-Spells:
(-Note: Lufelon tries to hide the Light powers, almost ashamed by them. As such the Light spells have grown weaker over the years.)
[/size]Lufelon
Gender:
Male
Race:
Wolf
Sub-Race:
Demon
Breed:
Olu
Pack:
Loner-For now
Rank:
N/A
Appearance:
A brute of a wolf. He is everything that sin could be wrapped up in one beautiful package. As true of all Olu's, Lufelon has an appearance about him that calls for attention. He is muscular with barely any signs of physical weakness or scaring. His stance is broad at his shoulders that tappers down into hips that stand a fraction of a bit lower. The brute stands around 4 feet tall.
His chest his large and rolls up into a sturdy neck. His snout is pointed, however; the large ram like horns on his head make it seem even more so. The rams horns are very large and a dulled white color. A small tuft of fur hangs beneath his chin.
This Olu's fur is perhaps something that stands out most about him. His fur, while it looks a faded black looks artificial. Just something about it always seems off and not quite right. Perhaps the color you see isn't the color he really is? His eyes are two toned. Each is a spiral of black and red, an indication that his second spirit is fire.
Personality:
Lufelon is a very jaded and bitter individual. Yet, that is one side that few get to see. On the outside there is a charm about him that calls to his followers. They are drawn to the smooth words, the empty promises. They are used to no end, but still they follow him. He is hard to anger, yet it is not impossible. Lufelon believes in revenge, however; the emotional revenge is so much sweeter than the immediate physical one. Those who cross and anger him, normally never are directly affected by him. Like a mob boss, Lufelon knows how to hit home. Be wary of your loved ones and sanity.
Magic:
Light and Fire
-Spells:
(-Note: Lufelon tries to hide the Light powers, almost ashamed by them. As such the Light spells have grown weaker over the years.)
- Blinding Love: When feeling heightened elevations of emotion (At first those pertaining to love, but now more toward hatred and anger), Lufelon will glow. This glow does nothing, however; those in his immediate area will begin to feed off that emotion and generally can feel comforted by it.
- Holy Flame: A combination of his Light and Fire spirits, this flame is a battle move. It appears around three feet in front of him and is a bright white and gold color. It flickers in the air and like electrons around a molecule, circle around him at blinding speeds. This flame can burn anyone who touches. Yet, the flame can only last depending on the speed. A slower speed will let it last long, a higher speed not as long. Also, Lufelon cannot move once this flame is activated.
- Fire Well: When around an already burning fire, Lufelon can bend the flames at his will. Generally, he fancies to have the flames "pour" over his enemies or targets.
Skills:
Manipulation is the game: Can you prove it was him?
Biography:
The fall of the many never mean the fall of them all. Lufelon knew the stories of his fellow wolves. Knew and retold the stories of how they were once so great and fell so far from rapture. He was close to an alpha. He was one of the favorites. A bright, beautiful white Olu with eyes that shinned with excitement, with love. So much love infact, that he was constantly glowing. It was this glow that gave him the nickname "Light."
As he spoke of the wolves loss of immortality more and their fall from paradise, the more he became obsessed with the idea. It was time for the Olu to move on. To become as great as they once were! He had found several followers, several of the smartest who fell for his words. Who wanted to follow after him. Yet, they knew not that there was a reason for this. Lufelon was bitterly jealous as well. Bitterly jealous of their Alpha. He made no move to help the Olu raise to power again, yet all the wolves under his command loved him. Lufelon knew he could do better, could create beautiful things with his mind. So one night, he attacked.
The battle wan't long. Even with his followers they were grossly outnumbered. He never even got to face the Alpha. Instead, the beta was who he ran into his. His brother. They fought, each fighting till they bled. Lufelon's white fur now stained red with the blood of him and his brother. Then with one final blow, his brother had won. Lufelon was expecting death, expecting to go where the rest of the Olu went when they died.
But that mercy never came. Rather, Lufelon was cast out of the pack. The shame stinging his pride. With him went the survivors. His own pack. The shame and embarassment washed over him, consumed him. If they wouldn't listen to him, then he would prove to the rest of the world, one pack at a time, that the Olu were still great! His once bright fur had dulled, the light of Holy Flame never touching him for good.
He is out for vengence.
He is out for blood.
No one is safe in his pack. Like a parasite he makes his way into the ranks, and destroys from the outside in. Once packs are destroyed, Lufelon leaves his mark. He burns their paradise down and in the end, rolls in their ashes (hence his "black" fur). Who is next on his list?