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Complete! Read on


Name:

Calamity

Age:

497 years old (bonded at age 100)

Gender:

Female

Species:

Hellhound🔥

Human:

Kavik Forger

Role:

Seeker

Rank:

Member

Appearance:


art by the lovely : Mother

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Standing at a strong 11 feet at the shoulders Cala has the strikingly strong resemblance to a hyena. With a powerful stocky but lithe build. Her heavy musculature ripples as she moves. Covered in a hide as tough as her iron strong will. The hide turned blades well before one struck home. Long void black front legs holding her upper body and head high. Her back legs and lower half are her most powerful limbs capable of kicking even the strongest opponent off of her or carrying her distances very quickly. Short coarse fur in lightish brown shades or void black covers these areas. Layered with dark red stripes and spots aiding in camouflage. Her fur as it moves to her shoulder region and back of the neck becomes long and spiky in shades of deepest browns and has flashes of scarlet red streaking through. Her fur on her head, ears, paws, and face is of darkest black with a few tan spots and stripes through out. Two pairs of flame red eyes peer out with the pure mind chilling promise of death if you stand in her way. One pair sits in the standard spot on her face the second are slightly smaller and are set above but slightly farther apart than the main pair. Cala's head shows off a massive powerful set of skull crushing jaws. Sharp and powerful bone grinding teeth come to points in her maw. Calamity's longest two top canines extend down into saber like tusks each three inches thick and six inches long. A Golden band fitted around each. Her black paws are tipped with razor sharp claws that have seen much battle and blood. In battle she is a fast and powerful ally her hyena like laughs and growls echoing eerily as she makes her kills. Wreathed in darkness as she shadow walks to take even more victims.

Personality:

Calamity at 497 years of age is a seasoned hunter. A very strong minded and intelligent individual she can be found calculating and scouting what ever she deems her territory. Be that Land or creature. She is a bit haughty and proud but not arrogant. The terrifying female is a warrior at heart. Her hyena like laugh sending chills and most creatures running in terror if her laughs are directed at them in threat and not jest. Often cracking joking remarks to or about the ones she cares for though can be a bit unnerving no matter how well received. Cala while having a unsettling sense of humor she is not to be mistaken for a gentle soul. She finds great joy in battle and tracking her prey. Her blood runs hot with the thrill of a kill. She will protect her bonded human with her life.


Affiliations:

Kavik - Her bonded. Touch him you die

Crush: open(pm me)

Mate: none(open to any gender pm me)

Offspring: none

Other:

aliens

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Edited at October 21, 2023 05:00 PM by Ravenous
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Name: Kavik Forger
Age: Looks to be in his 20s, is actually closer to 400
Gender: Male
Tribal Affiliation: Erren
Beast: Calamity
Role: Seeker
Rank: Member
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Credits to me. 161425.

Appearance

Kavik is a "young" man with quite an intimidating stature. Standing at 6'4 tall, this man sports a muscular, athletic build with a triangle torso and prominent arm and back muscles due to his profession as a seasoned blacksmith. Several hundred years in the metallurgy field have refined and defined his upper body, though his lower half is not lacking in strength either. His body is quite proportional overall, though.

His face holds the refined features that are typical to see in a human: rounded eyes, a well-placed nose, and a defined jawline. His lips are not full, but they are not thin, either. His once-straight nose has a slight crook to it from an old breakage that never healed correctly. Kavik's eyebrows are straight and set in such a way that his relaxed facial expression appears serious -- almost somber, as though he has seen too much.

His complexion is a bronze tanned one, though the tightened skin around scars show up much paler. He has several of these marks along his arms, a few on his face, and one long scar running across his left shoulder and pectoral from a runaway sword. He's obviously had his fair share of run-ins with blades and other sharp bits and bobs, though most of them have been through creating the pieces rather than having them used against him. However, he is not a stranger to swordsmanship.

Kavik's eyes are a burning brown with amber flecks and his short hair is a deep black that catches a gray sheen in sunlight -- when it ever sees sunlight. In the fires of the forges, however, his entire being has a red and yellow sheen to it. He walks upright and carries himself in a dignified manner. His long strides and confident movements add to a more dominant feel to him; he certainly makes no effort to dissuade such a notion, as it seems that, this way, people leave him alone.

Kavik has a fairly deep voice, not quite a bass but lower than a tenor. It's smooth and soft enough to be considered a loud murmur. It's a voice that is easy to listen to, lulling and deceptively soft. Hypnotic in the same way as the vibrant, pulsating colors on a deadly animal. He smells of ore and hot metal, but there is a hint of coldness to it as well. Somehow, he always seems to draw the shadows to him, adding a sense of mystery to this man.

Personality

He is a slow burner -- the coldest kind of the fiery personalities. He does not simply erupt, nor does he build up to an eruption. Kavik's boiling point skips over the theatrics and goes straight to the part where someone gets burned -- but there was never any warning. Kavik will be calm and collected throughout the whole ordeal, seemingly unbothered by any fear or havoc he may have wrought.

He is a solitary creature, avoiding others at all costs. While he will do as he is told when it comes to his profession, such as "make So-And-So a sword and deliver it," he will not add any unnecessary chatter. Kavik is the type to pour his soul into a piece, present it to the owner, and leave without another word. However, he has been known to snap at said owner if he catches them handling their piece "wrong" or without "proper" care. Kavik is more attached to what he creates than he is to anyone else.

He uses his more intimidating stature and surly appearance to ward off any idle chatters -- you know the kind. The ones who pop up in the middle of a particularly difficult project to talk for hours in a one-sided conversation over dragons or the weather or some other irritating subject that Kavik has no interest in. This young man rarely expresses interest in anything or anyone outside of animals and his work, really. Then again, those two latter things are all he really knows. They are his life. He has no time for legends and weather predictions, nor does he have an ear for the latest gossip on what the baker's daughter is up to. He. Does. Not. Care.

Kavik is quite happy to be on his lonesome. Nobody gets hurt that way, and he is relatively free to do as he pleases. There is no chatter, no bustling crowds, no merchants screaming about their cheap trinkets. It's usually just him, the forge, and the clumps of ore just dying to be shaped into something magnificent. In this state, he loses some of his scary exterior and becomes quite eager. He can be almost friendly in this state, if caught at the right moment. He isn't against company if they're silent.

He is not a bad guy, no matter how hard he tries to portray himself as such. Kavik is just... very... particular, if you will, with his surroundings. He doesn't want drama or attention, and the way to avoid both of those is to avoid people entirely. Thus, that is exactly what he does.

Affiliations

Calamity --

Open, PM me

Crush: None

Spouse or SO: None

Children: None

Other

None


Edited at October 18, 2023 11:48 PM by Mother
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Name: Shiva Windrunner
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Tribal Affiliation: Djali
Beast: WIP
Role: Snapped
Rank: Leader (Human)
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Appearance

Shiva is quite easy on the eyes. She's tall, standing at 5'11, and has a lithe, athletically muscled frame. She is toned but not ripped, and her upper body is particularly well taken care of due to her interests in archery and javelin. Shiva's body is relatively unscathed; she has several scars, though very few are from anything of note. Most were gained during work or, in her younger years, play and idiotic decisions. Her most noticeable scar is on her upper right bicep: a simple, thin slice running horizontally with a slight slope towards her torso.

Shiva has a fair olive complexion. Her skin tans easily, however, and she is not one to burn for long. She has faint freckling across her nose, cheeks, chin, and shoulders, though as her complexion darkens, they return more prominently when she lightens up during the winter. Her face is diamond shaped and hosts a stern expression: straight, furrowed eyebrows are set above rounded eyes (these are a hazel color with a heavy dose of ambers and greens), a slightly rounded nose is centered between defined cheekbones. Her lips are neither full nor thin, and her mouth is of an average width.

Her hair hangs to the ends of her shoulderblades -- roughly the middle of her back -- and is somewhat wavy though borderline straight. It is auburn in color with golden and strawberry blond streaks when it catches the sunlight; her eyebrows are a deeper red, and her eyelashes are a few shades darker than even those. Shiva's hair is often worn down, though, on occasion, she will pull it back into a simple braid or ponytail. About half of the time, her hair is covered completely by her hood.

She wears basic desert attire: loose and flowing fabrics cover her arms and legs; everything is a pale, light brown; her boots are made of animal hides and laced together with rawhide. It's a versatile outfit: it blends in with the barren lands, keeps her both warm and cool, provides good movement, and allows for stealthy movement. Unlike many in Ereil, she is not adorned with even a single piece of jewelry. Neither is she the host of an intricate tattoo -- or any tattoo at all. Her being is one of a simple elegance -- barren, even -- as desolate as the land she was raised in.

Her voice is not quite low, but it is certainly not high. Her tone carries a regal sternness about it, although she carries no royal blood. Shiva walks with the languid prowl of a hunting feline, and her attention is just as sharp. She has always had a countenance that demands respect. Recently, however, this has taken on a darker note. Now, after the breaking, after the snap -- she demands fear.

Personality

Ever since she was a young girl, she has had a gifted mind. Logic puzzles and strategy games interested her more than others her age, and when she got bored of those, she made her own real-life scenarios: human chess, hunting games, and thinking up riddles were things she would often subject those around her to. She was, and still is, a very intelligent and aware person. Of course, her social skills and the readings of cues developed more after her phase of demanding people play with her, but they are there now, and have remained strong.

Competition has always been a driving factor for her. Not to be the best, per se, but to at least give the best a run for their money. The thrill of the game, the risks, the glory -- she lives for it. She will not always accept a challenge. If she knows there is no chance of avoiding utter demolition, she will decline. Likewise, if the other person faces a complete butt-whupping, she will decline. If it is deemed a waste of time, she will decline. Is it a baking competition? She will decline.

Shiva is more into the adventurous sides of things. If something promises to push her to her limits, she'll give it a go. She wants to grow, to learn, to flourish. To progress in... well, life in general. She is not so adventurous as to put herself or those around her in blatant danger, however, and she is quite good about making rational, thought-out decisions.

She's a calm and collected young woman. Her words are reasonable and have been mulled over in her mind before being spoken out loud. Shiva knows how to stick her words where they'll hurt, but she also knows how to hold them back. However she uses her words and actions, they always have a sort of fluidity to them. Always smooth, flowing.

She is a more antisocial person, preferring to be alone -- whether or not she is "with" a crowd, she is always separated somehow. Shiva is quieter, more stoic or sober in appearance, just reserved in general. Her firm grasp on her words, her strengths, and her stature all give her a more intimidating cast. She is not one to mess with. Her feelings just can't be hurt -- but she can get annoyed.

Post Snap: Cold -- Calculating -- Ambitious -- Ruthless -- Thoughtful -- Observant -- Calm -- Collected -- Manipulative -- Morbidly Curious -- Still Intimidating

Affiliations

Open, PM me

Crush: None

Spouse or SO: None

Children: None

Other

None

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WIP
Name - Tallulah
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Age - 78 years
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Gender - Female / Feminine
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Species - Dragon [Poison]
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Human - OPEN
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Role - Snapped
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Rank - Second Pair
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Appearance
Dark chocolate scales
Tan ombre underside of jaw to tail tip
Gold horns, claws, and flesh of wings
Toxic green eyes
Dragon turned kind of wyvern??? It's complicated - Front legs are scarred to the point she can't use them, learned to use her wings instead
Barbed tail tip - poison!
Long slender snout
Lithe and agile build
Horn on snout
Fluffy ears
Back of neck and along spine has thicker scales
Vines and flowers weave and grow around her head horns
Proud posture
Giant wings
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Personality
Vile
Cynical
Suspicious
Antisocial
Distant
Silently pouts
Holds grudges
A bit childish
Hella protective
Suffer!
Smart
Perceptive
Impatient
Cruel
Competitive
Content
Lives to help her bond achieve whatever their goal is
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Affiliations
Always OPEN
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Crush
N/A
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Mate
N/A
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Offspring
N/A
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Other
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Edited at October 19, 2023 12:58 AM by Valravn
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