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Viking Wolves
A primarily nomadic pack, often dubbed the Viking Wolves because of their nature in raiding, has terrorized the lands for years. Their warriors, male and female alike, leave their hidden home, traveling into other packs' territories, raiding them to do questionable things. The are renowned for the warriors' prowess in battle, savage creatures who are seemingly unbeatable in battle. They truly are the things of nightmares.
Packs all over the lands fear them, fear the sound of their war howls as they hone in on a pack. However, fear makes others do dangerous, terrible, and, sometimes, even stupid things. One pack in particular, has decided enough is enough. Believing if they hurt the Viking Wolves, a blow straight to their hearts, that they may change their ways for the better.
After months of raiding, the pack returns to their hidden home to find complete and utter devastation. Their families slaughtered, immediate territory destroyed, with the evidence of the other pack everywhere. A horrible sight for any pack to come on to after being gone for so long.
With blood staining the ground beneath their paws, the wolves of the Viking Pack did not tremble with fear, they shook with rage, anger clouding their vision red. There would not be any cowering in fear, no sudden change in behavior, instead, these wolves decided to do what they did best. They abandoned their territory, and began their search for the pack that ruined everything.
With bloodshed eminent, it's only a matter of when they find the other pack. And anyone who stands in their way will undoubtedly feel their wrath.
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My Co-Lead for this Rp is Polly and Tene if they desire.
Treat them with the same respect you give me. They have the same power and abilities for this Rp as I do, so if they say something, it goes. Any disrespect towards them will result in an immediate kick.
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The Roleplay Rules
Follow all WP and Eve's Rules
1. Be Active. Seriously. For both Discussion and Rp. Do NOT take a role just to never finish or post or whatever. Forms need to be done within 48 Hrs, Pm for exceptions, and posts will need to occur ever 2-3 days Maximum.
2. This is going to be a more bloody rp, still within the rules, be prepared for your characters to get injured or even die.
3. No perfect characters, etc, etc.
4. Wolves earn their rank and status within the pack through their skill and kills. Every rank in the pack has a dominace level that determines the hierarchy within that rank, and determines their status within the pack. Example: Warlod 3 is less dominant than all those listed before him on the list, including the other warlords, but above all those listed below him.
5. Don't have your character be that guy. You know who we are talking about. Sometimes it gets annoying when they are constant causing trouble and such.
7. I have the power to deny applications, if they don't abide by the rules. If I have to tell you to correct a form 3 times, that is all elligible for denial.
8. This is a semi-realistic rp. I will expect measurements for your wolves, so please have those in your description.
9. If you've read everything, put butterfly in your form hidden somewhere.
10. This is a minimum semi-literate rp, I expect all posts to be up to that standard. This means: decent grammar and spelling and NO one-liners.
11. Make sure you read everything. It'll be obvious if you dont. And if you have, put the missing number in your form.
12. Drama in Rp is fine, but I don't want to see any OOC Drama.
13. Lets have fun, shall we?
The Pack Rules
1. You keep what you kill. If you fight another wolf for it's status or rank, and it submits or you kill it, you take that wolf's rank. Same goes for mates (if the wanted mate agrees), possessions, etc.
2. Pack Pups are off limits to violence. If you are found having harmed or killed another pack wolf's pups, you will be punished [likely killed].
3. All warriors are expected to partake in raids. If they do not, they will be removed from their rank.
4. Omegas are expected to either follow the raids to aid the injured and keep track of stolen wolves, or remain at home and aid the wolves who remain. They also have little status among the pack, and have little say against anything that is done to them.
5. Omegas are not permitted to have pups, if they do the pups are either taken and raised by another, or left out in the territory as sacrifices. The Omega will be punished too.
6. Treason is punishable by death, but is up to the Earl. |
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The Pack Ranks
Earl
The "Alpha Male" of the pack. This role can be taken by a female through challenge, but the tile wouldn't change, it would still be Earl. His word is law, to defy him is treason. If someone challenges him, it is a fight to the death, submission isn't allowed. He decides where the pack goes on it's raids, when they go, and when they return. He has the final say on which wolves are stolen from other packs, and when they are one raiding said pack. He also has the ability to demote a wolf, whether it be in that rank, or to a whole new rank. When the Earl dies, his son takes over, but when he is away, injured, or ill, his Lady (his mate) rules. If he dies in a challenge, his family is either demoted or killed, that would be up to the new Earl.
Lady
She is the "Alpha Female" of the pack. Occasionally a female can take over as Earl, and in this case the male in this rank would be considered Lord. She has the same power as her mate, the Earl, and is to be respected. She rules along side him, as well as sometimes herself. The Lady can choose whether to participate in Raids or not, but she is expected to defend herself when fighting. The only time she isn't allowed to raid is when she is pregnant or nursing pups. If her mate dies, she can flee in hopes to save herself, be killed, or be demoted.
Warlords
These are the elite warriors who help lead raids with the Earl. They are his most trusted wolves, and the most skilled warriors aside from the Earl. This isn't a rank that can be challenged for, as it is decided entirely by the Earl. This does mean they can be replaced at any point by another wolf if the Earl pleases. Even within this rank there is a dominance hierarchy. They can be male or female. Max 3.
Warriors
These are the bulk of the pack. They are the wolves who go on raids, and their primary function is to fight, hunt, and kill. There is a dominance hierarchy among these wolves that is determined among themselves and is based off skill and number of kills. Warriors are expected to go on all raids, the only time they don't is when it's a female who is pregnant or nursing. The exception to the latter is if there is a female willing to nuse her pups while she is gone. They can be male or female.
Max 10.
Mothers
These are the females in the pack that have chosen not to be warriors. They stay back in the territory to care for their own or others' pups. They hunt for the pack and help defend if there is an attack. Sometimes, very rarely, a male will take on this role if he doesn't wish to be a warrior, or is an injured warrior who has decided to give us his rank. However, this is entirely frowned upon and he is given little respect among the pack. Females in this rank, though, are respected, but not as much as the other higher ranks. A female mother can elect to become a warrior, but she must go through training and get the approval of the Earl to pass into the rank. I may allow one or two to have survived the slaughter. Max 2.
Apprentices
This rank includes both young wolves who were stolen from other packs, as well as from the pack itself. Wolves are considered 'pups' until they are two years old, however, the ones that are aged 1-2 are training for their future rank, which makes them Apprentices in the eyes of the Viking Pack. These wolves are typically assigned to a wolf that will guide and teach them until they reach the age of three. Once they reach that age, they are considered full members of the pack and expected to function as so. Max 4.
Pups
These are the pups of the pack, they are to be protected at all costs. This rank includes the pups stolen from other packs, as well as a few from the pack itself. Once they have been taken, they are treated kindly, and raised as their own. Wolves are considered pups until they are two years old, however, the ones that are in this rank are those under a year old. For the purpose of this Rp, the only surviving pups will be those stolen, and a couple of pups from the Earl and Lady's most recent litter. Max 5.
Elders
These are the wolves who have retired from their rank. There is no exact age that deems a wolf an elder, as they can elect to retire whenever the please if they even decide. They are allowed to occasionally join raids, but they must have a reason and get the Earl's approval. Max 1.
Omegas
These are the lowest ranking wolves in the pack. In a sense, they don't have a true rank, as they aren't held in the same regard as the others in the pack. Crimes cannot be committed against the rank. They are allowed to be used as punching bags, servants, killed, etc with the exception if their protected by a ranked wolf. They are the ones who care for injured or sick wolves, and some will be chosen to act as servants to tend to the Earl and/or Lady. Wolves of any rank are allowed to have an Omega of their own, that wolf is in charge of their protection and what can be done to their Omega. They are often called: Rankless, Thralls, or Servants. An Omega can gain a higher status through fighting and Earl Approval. Can be male or female. Max 6.
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Non-Pack Roles
Nomadic Wolves
I have Opened Three spots for Lone, or Nomadic, Wolves to be in the Rp. These are Wolves that all Must join the pack at some point in the Rp, and will not remain on their own forever.
At least one of these wolves, and up to two of them, is a spy from the pack who attacked the Viking Wolves and slaughtered those left at home. This particular wolf [or wolves] wasn't present at the actual attack so there is no risk of them being found out because of their scent. Their goal is to infiltrate and sabotage the pack from the inside if they can, and overall just soak up as much knowledge as they can. If they cannot do anything to benefit their original pack, they are supposed to flee and return when they can with what they know.
The other wolf [or wolves] are just regular lone wolves who are aiming to join the pack. Of course they can have different motives and stories, but they are not spies sent from another pack to infiltrate, they are just lone wolves with their own story and reasons for joining. |
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The Pack Hierarchy
Earl
Valdemar | 6 Yrs | Imperial Sands | Pg. 1
Lady
Nehir | 6 Yrs | Polly | Pg. 2
Warlords
1. Ráðgríðr | F | 5 Yrs | Spellbound | Pg. 2
2. Njal | M | 5.5 Yrs | Ciao | Pg. 2
3. Aric | M | 4 Yrs | The Wayne Pack | Pg. 5
Warriors
1. Lisha | F | 4 Yrs | Nirvana_Sky | Pg. 6
2. Runar | M | 6 Yrs | Imperial Sands | Pg. 1
3. Reserved for Polly
4. Takoda | M | 4 Yrs | South Side | Pg. 3
5. Agnar | M | 4 Yrs | Mother | Pg. 8
6. Freydis | F | 3 Yrs | Mother | Pg. 8
7. Hunter | M | 3 Yrs | Yui | Pg. 8
8. Bellona | F | 5 Yrs | Imperial Sands | Pg. 10
9. Kalevala | F | 6 Yrs | Tenebris Umbra | Pg. 8
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Mothers
1. Connie | F | 5 Yrs | Yui | Pg. 8
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Apprentices
1. Valefar | M | 1.5 Yrs | Tenebris Umbra | Pg. 4
2. Oydis | F | 1.5 Yrs | Spellbound | Pg. 4
3. Isane | F | 1.5 Yrs | Imperial Sands | Pg. 3
4. Halcyon | M | 1.75 Yrs | Red Moon Pg. 6
5. Lexa | F | 1.5 Yrs | Yui | Pg. 8
Pups
1. Folke | M | 16 Wks | Ciao | Pg. 3
2. Thyra | F | 16 Wks | Spellbound | Pg. 2
3. Luane | F | 16 Wks | Nirvana_Sky | Pg. 3
4. Kalyani | F | 12 Wks | South Side | Pg. 3
5. Brandt | M | 13 Wks | The Wayne Pack | Pg. 6
Elders
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3. Revna | F | Imperial Sands | Pg. 2
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5. Xeni | F | 6 Yrs | Polly | Pg. 7
6. Baron | M | 8 Yrs | Nirvana_Sky | Pg. 5
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Non-Pack Roles:
Nomadic Wolves
1. Fell | M | 4 Yrs | Wilderen | Pg. 8
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The Viking Pack's Den Site or Territory
In terms of territory size, the Viking Pack doesn't have a very large territory, since the bulk of the pack doesn't spend a ton of time there very often. However, the one thing to keep in mind is that the territory is very secluded, naturally protected and difficult to find unless you know where you're going. The main den site, where most of the wolves reside, is hidden in a small forest valley nestled between some mountains, with the valley's entrance butting up against a large, calm lake.
The lake is the prime source of water for the pack, and they frequent it regularly. They do not do a lot of hunting in the small valley they rest in, instead following the curve of the lake to a forest that stretches out from it to the south [the valley resides to the East]. They do most of their hunting here in order to draw attention of other packs away from their valley to keep themselves safe. Their territory does include this forest, as well as about half the lake, though they never enforce their boundaries at the lake accept the areas closest to their den site.
Besides these three things, the lake, the valley, and the forest, there is nothing remarkable about the territory. They chose one that resided in the mountains to make it difficult for other packs to find them, but a pack that is as determined as the one who attacked them will find a way.
The Beginning of the Rp
The Rp will Start with the Raiding Party returning home basically, or more so just before they return to the valley. They exited the forest where their pack hunts and reached the lake. As they draw closer, they'll notice things are off but not really know what it is. It isn't until they get close to the valley entrance that they begin to put it together. Their valley is pure carnage, blood soaks the valley floor, the bodies of their fallen packmates strewn the area, pieces of them decorating the land. The aren't sure if anyone has survived, but it quickly turns into a search for any survivors.
For the few survivors of the attack, it's been a few days since the attack occurred, and it's likely that the wolves have just been hiding since then. You can choose how to enter your characters into the rp at this point. |
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Valdemar
Earl of the Viking Pack | Male | 6 Years | Mentions: The Raiding Party
Large paws pressed into the smooth pebbles of the lake shore as the goliath male moved alongside the water's edge. His normally greyscaled coat was stained and matted with the blood of their raids, tinting it a brownish red hue. His ears flicked periodically as he walked, muscular shoulders rolling beneath his coat with every step he took forward.
His tongue lolled out of his jaws as he walked, his head carried just slightly above the height of his shoulders. There was something lazy, relaxed about the way the large male moved. He had some fresher wounds on him, nothing serious or severe, but the scabs were evident on his body, pulling annoyingly at his fur. It took all his strength not to itch at them regularly and rip them off. He knew they needed to heal, but still, they were annoying.
As he walked the male paused to lap at the waters of the lake, his tongue spooning water into his jaws with ease. His eyes scanned the surface of the lake, falling upon an unidentifiable option floating near the shore to the north. He wasn't sure what it was, but judging by what he could see, it looked like perhaps a rabbit or something that had unfortunately drowned. Poor creature.
Shaking out his coat, the male continued to walk around the lake, leading his group towards the entrance of their hidden valley. Unfortunately, as they slowly drew closer, something in the air was setting his skin on edge, his fur rising slowly. A soft growl rippled through him as he slowed once more stiffening as he did. His nostrils flared as he inhaled, a metallic scent tickling him slightly. He knew it was blood, but he didn't know exactly where it was coming from. However, the fact that it was close to the valley entrance didn't sit well with him.
"Hmm," he grumbled to himself as he took another step, paying no mind to the water the squelched in the mud beneath the pebbles. |
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Isane
Apprentice of the Viking Pack | Female | 1.5 Years | Mentions: Her Father [NPC], Valefar
The lithe female moved comfortable beside her father, his height a few inches taller than her own, showing that she had inherited his stature over her mother's. Isane was lucky, or, at least, she considered herself to be lucky. Valdemar, the Earl of the their Pack, had assigned her to be her father's apprentice, something she had been grateful for, as he understood her the most. She had been daddy's little girl even after her younger siblings had been born, and she appreciated the bond they shared on a daily basis.
He jaws parted into a grin as they padded side by side, though he was far more focused than she was. With a nudge she departed from his side and loped over to where he best friend was trotting, plowing her shoulder into his gently and grinning widely at him. Without hesitation she nipped and tugged at his ear, growling softly.
"I can't wait to get back and see my mum and the pups! I'm going to roll them all over and nibble on their little toes," she let out a soft giggle as she trotted happily beside him. She adored her younger siblings, and never felt any sort of jealousy towards them as they required more attention than she did now.
However, as she was thinking, she spied the slight shift in behavior from the Earl of the Pack, Valdemar. She nudged Valefar and motioned towards his father, her muscles tensing at the slight shift in the male. Had she not been around him for weeks on the Raids, she might not have noticed the older male's behavior, but she had been trying to be more observant and had grown more in tune with those around her.
Following his example, she lifted her nose and inhaled deeply, her ears perking as the familiar scent assaulted her nostrils. "Blood," she whispered to Valefar, glancing at him to see if he would confirm what she thought she smelled. If he did, why was the scent of blood near by?
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Connie||Female||Mother of the Viking pack||5 yrs||M: 2 of the Suriving pup(Ref)
Connie had been in the attack and had sadly lost sight in her one eye. She had followed the one who had saved most of the cubs hiding with them after she had been blinded in one eye. She was laying with the cubs at the moment trying to keep them alseep and quite. She knew it had been a few days but she didn't want to risk anything given she had lost her cubs to the attack. Connie just wanted to keep the current cubs safe but at what cost would she do it? Connie thought I hope the pups stay asleep i don't know how much longer it will take the others to get back home. She just had to hope nothing bad would happen for now on at the moment tho she needed to foucs on the cubs. Connie hoped for all that it was worth that all the heirs are alive. She was only with 2 of the cubs right now due to all 5 of them hiding in the same place wouldn't work. She had to hold onto the hope that Valdemar would be back soon. Connie knew and seen that many had died trying to defend everyone. |
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Ráðgríðr
Warlord Of The Viking Pack | 5 Years Old | Female | Mentions: Njal, Kalyani, Valdmar [indirectly] The day seemed to be going well for the pack. Ráðgríðr was quite happy with how the raids went, she had gotten a few scars. However they weren't too severe, hopefully her lovely mate wouldn't mind if she ever did get a hideous scar. She had fo silently chuckle at the thought of his response to such a thing. She was known for stealing only the most interesting pelts and shiniest objects one could find. And she had done both , she found some beautiful fox pelts, the vibrant vermilion overshadowing the bright orange contrasted with the burnt orange coloration of the second fox pelt. They would be perfect for keeping a warm and cozy den if she could keep them in tact for colder weather and plus it would be heaven fo sleep on since fox fur was very soft. She had managed to make it like a little tote to carry the pretty violet and rose colored stones she had found. May not have been special to others but my, my did she love her glittering stones. However, the other special thing that she had stolen this raid was : a darling pup. She turned to the small creature, and a rare softness came upon her features. The poor thing must be exhausted from all this traveling, she thought to herself, good thing we're almost home. She nudged the pup gently towards the water. Ráðgríðr stood beside the pup with a protective manner, this was her child now. Her pale eyes sharp as she scanned the lake and horizon for anything unfamiliar, her ear flicked slightly when she caught a distant scent. It was... blood? And not too far from them either, that was concerning. She quietly observed their Earl picking up on the same scent, and she felt her fur bristle at the sound of his low growl. She was ready for whatever happened next, she felt a chill run through her spine as a cold breeze rippled through the air and ruffled her fur. Looking down to the pup she said, "Kalyani, stick close to me for warmth, my little darling. Also, get some water. We should be able to rest in a nice and cozy den soon. We're not too far from your new home." Her words were uncommonly gentle and warm, but that's how she felt when dealing with pups. She drifted her eyes to look for her mate, Njal. He was also a Warlord, she wondered what he found this go round in the raid. Ráðgríðr was confident her fox pelts were going to be more useful since the weather was getting chiller. For now she stood close to Kalyani and the edge of the lake. She hoped her body was tall enough to shield the little pup from the chill of the wind. However something in Ráðgríðr's gut was telling her that there was something off. |
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