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𝔈𝔩í𝔫 𝔄𝔰𝔱𝔞-𝔈𝔯𝔩𝔞 𝔎𝔧𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔫
General Elín Ásta-Erla Kjartan
Ellie, El
Female
4 years 2 months || December 28
Canidae || Canis Lupus || Wolf
Iceland
Pine, Citrus, & Peppermint
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Familial Information
Arnar Halldór Kjartan
Eva Katrín Magnús-Kjartan
Flóki Einar Kjartan
Auður Arnkatla Einar-Kjartan
Valgerður Kaðlín Ketill-Magnús
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Tribe Information
Himnarik
Queen
Royal
Blóðug blóðbað
Royal Captive
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Love Life
Heterosexual
Single
Interest vexxed by No one.
Secretly sharing her nesting quarters with No one.
Engaged to No one.
Seeking the presence of No One.
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Health Status
Mentally Healthy
Physically Healthy
Height: 76.2 km
Weight: 43.1 kg
Pregnant? Negative
tracking: 8.5/10
stealth: 9/10
strength: 8.3/10
accuracy: 7.5/10
tactics: 9.5/10
offensive: 5.5/10
defensive: 8.5/10
stamina: 9.5/10
agility: 9.5/10
speed: 8.6/10
endurance: 9/10
balance: 7.6/10
climbing: 8/10
swimming: 9/10
artistry/craftsmanship: 9.5/10
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Physicial Information
Soft and silky relatively thin fur, fairly long, seasonally coated.
Light feathering at the elbows and rump.
Eyes of pure gold. On occasion from a distance may appear to glow orange.
Long pointed ears with light feathering at the edges and base.
Slender yet fit physique.
Tail bends outward at the hocks and consists of mostly light feathering. (Similar to that of a Saluki Hound)
Has a very small scar on the left side of her muzzle close to her lip. (Unnoticeable unless one is very close)
Proudly wears a golden hoop earring on her right aud along with eagle feathers on her left. Honorably wears turquoise tribal face paint which is uniquely lined across her face. She wears two golden toe rings which are worn on the second toe of her left forepaw. Owns a thick bear pelt which has a long train at the end that is normally kept tucked away in her den and is only worn during ceremonies and special events.
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Personality Information
kind, honest, respectful, protective, loving
grounded, humble, flirtatious
possessive, blunt, fierce (when necessary)
soft spot for pups, fears of disappointing her pack or ruling too lightly, not entirely capable of battling but can provide excellent tactics.
wise, strong-willed, empathetic, sympathetic, fairly social, excels at hunting and artistry but is also familiar with all ranks.
enjoys the winter, swimming, meditation, long walks, observing her tribemates, comforting others and providing advice.
Despite being the Queen and carrying a somewhat regal air to herself Ellie has always been grounded and humble. At first glance she may appear intimidating however upon speaking to her she quickly upholds a friendly and welcoming demeanor. She treats everyone as equals and with respect. She holds no one any higher than the next.
It is strongly recommended to stay off of her bad side as she is unforgiving, unwavering, and fierce in delivering punishments. While she rarely ever shows her bad side unless tested or tried she will not hesitate to put a stubborn, disloyal traitor in their place and remind them of their worthlessness.
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Backstory
On the fateful night of December 28th a single pup was born in the middle of a wintry storm blessed with the name of Elín. A singular ebony blob no one knew of what to expect from this young princess. The first of her royal bloodline she would be granted the throne once her parents had reached old age. For now, only a whelp crying out of hunger.
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With minimal pelt flecking and brown splotches her beauty would gradually be revealed as she aged. A rambunctious pup she would scamper across the tribes litter of dens. Pestering the elders for stories, reeking havoc within the Craftsmen's workshop. Wherever her paws set foot disaster would reign.
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Reaching the age of two years old royal duties were now given and needed to be promptly attended to. Despite her younger years Elín had grown and matured quite quickly; whether she knew of something the rest of the pack didn't, as being graced with the wisdom and maturity of the Gods, they followed her violet royal markings to all ends of the earth. Her markings burned against her hardworking nature and were supported warmly by the tribe of Móðir Jörð.
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At the age of 2.5 years a war against the Blóðug blóðbað had broken. Tending only local duties day in and day out it seemed as though more land would be lost as well as their tribe.
During the fortnight of a pack war the tribal leaders of Blóðug blóðbað sought their pillage raiding the pack camp for their prized gem: Elín.
Despite already having a queen the pack of Blóðug blóðbað was severely in-bred along it's line of royalty. Very few royal wolves would be being free of such deeply tainted blood. As such they wished to procreate a new blood lineage of royalty with a royal outside of their tribe.
Captured and held captive for several months at the hands of Jón
Viktor Adamsson. Making few friends within their tribe a plot to escape was developed with only Elín's closest companions within Blóðug blóðbað.
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Upon the evening of the escape a fire raged within the walls of Blóðug blóðbað. Jón and his associates would rue the day they stole Elín from her home and of her promised throne. Running into the fire and never looking back this small cohort would soon build a new home for any and all who dare join.
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Will they thrive for generations to come or perish?
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Relationships
TBD
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