Post by Griffie on Apr 16, 2009 20:24:06 GMT -5
Full Name- Dylan Erebus
Nick Names- Dy
Race- Werewolf
Age- 112
DoB- Lund 31, 997,869
Gender- Male
Alignment- Chaotic Good
Birth Location: Mae'Estaa
Current Location: All over the place
Job- Erebus, ((assassin))
Hobbies- Music
Skills- Music, dance, you know... the deadly arts...
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 145lbs of pure muscle baby
Hair: Short, buzz cut, and dark
Eyes: Baby blues
Skin: Tanned
Body type: Toned
Medical Conditions: Does clinical insanity count?
Image:
Over all description:
Wouldnt you like to know?
Personality-
Orientation- Sorry, I'm a strait laced tight ass. (Strait... to clear matters )
Likes:
-I spend my nights in the form of a wolf, so I guess running would be something I like. That, and I’m fast, faster than most wolves, though there are some faster than me.
-Music. Don’t think I could truly live without it.
-I enjoy my work. I’m good at it, and have been trained since re-birth to do it.
-I love the sound of sharpened blades. You can tell how good the steel is just by that sound. It’s the main reason I make my own weapons.
-A good day. A day full of friends, family, food, and fun. There is nothing better than that.
-Truthfully? I have a soft spot for kids. Any and all.
Dislikes:
-I’m not a hunter, as you’d say the word. I’m a hunter but, of a different kind. Assassin some would call me but, they send me in when no one else will do.
-For an assassin I truly don’t care for violence but recognize the necessary for it. I try my best to avoid killing but when need be, there is no one better at my job… well save for my father.
-I hate people who make snap judgments about me, about my kind. I hate the narrow-minded view the world seems to have taken on Lycans and all supernatural beings.
-I’m not lazy, but I dislike people who seem to be peppy at 5am. It really irks me that someone could be so happy that early, it also makes me want to wipe the smile off their faces…
-Anyone who thinks they know everything. I cant stand those people that try to correct you, even when you obviously know more about what your doing than they do.
-Tight spaces. I was locked up for a long time…
-I fear someday our kind will no longer exist. For if the war continues my kind with be fighting brother against brother, and that is something I cannot let happen. So I slowly kill them. One by one I eliminate the dark threat.
Food- Fresh meat, blood in
Drink- Sprite, and good ol' whiskey
Music- ANY AND ALL
Over all- I'm a fun lovin' guy!
Other:
Family- Garth of Nax
Mate- OPEN
Crush- None yet
Offspring- NO
Pet(s)- Naw...
Weapons- Tons. Mostly my own body. But lots of small flat throwing blades on my body, deadly little vials, and a long knife, or short sword strapped to my back, hidden benith my cloak.
Training- I've mastered most martial arts, and several forms of blade work. Though the skills and set of an assasin is the knowledge that I'll always be in training.
Weakness: Silver baby. And if you chop off my head or cut out my heart I'll die swiftly.
Strengths:
Were strength, speed, and healing.
History:
Long ago in a place I almost remember, I was an animal. A wolf. I knew not of the human's nor their ways. In truth I will always be, first a wolf, then a human. For that was the way I was made. I was born into a pack of timber wolves. Larger, stronger and faster then the normal wolf, I became the Alpha of the Pack. Or the One Male. I'm not quite sure if it was then that the Goddess took an interest in me or not. But surely she must have as I can still remember her beauty. The first woman I'd ever seen. And I have to tell you, not many women can live up to that first image of humanity.
It took me a few years to gain an understanding of the humans, and from there I went on to meet others of my kind. I met Garth back when he was called Sir Garth of Nax. He took me in as he too, had been 'blessed' by the goddess. He taught me everything he had learned about the world, which was much more than I had at the time. I was still a cub in human thoughts and years, but a full grown wolf in my culture.
He was the preveous Erebus of the Pack, and told me the reason the Goddess had changed me. A wolf turned man. First to learn the lessons of hardship and feirce loyalty to the Pack. Then to learn of the greater world and of the things I must do to protect the Pack. Her pack.
I've lived through several Ulfric's and hold my loyalty to no one save the Goddess Luna, and the Pack. She made sure to instill upon me that never faulting loyalty and the ability to take orders, and take them well.
I lived through harsh times, and good times. I outlived those I loved and often cursed the Goddess whom changed me. Its a long lonely road I travel, one filled with memory's of the past. Everyone I held dear and everyone I lost. I think I throw myself into the fight, not only to save those I care for, but in a half minded attempt to end it. To let the light have me so I can finally rest...
Nick Names- Dy
Race- Werewolf
Age- 112
DoB- Lund 31, 997,869
Gender- Male
Alignment- Chaotic Good
Birth Location: Mae'Estaa
Current Location: All over the place
Job- Erebus, ((assassin))
Hobbies- Music
Skills- Music, dance, you know... the deadly arts...
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 145lbs of pure muscle baby
Hair: Short, buzz cut, and dark
Eyes: Baby blues
Skin: Tanned
Body type: Toned
Medical Conditions: Does clinical insanity count?
Image:
Over all description:
Wouldnt you like to know?
Personality-
Orientation- Sorry, I'm a strait laced tight ass. (Strait... to clear matters )
Likes:
-I spend my nights in the form of a wolf, so I guess running would be something I like. That, and I’m fast, faster than most wolves, though there are some faster than me.
-Music. Don’t think I could truly live without it.
-I enjoy my work. I’m good at it, and have been trained since re-birth to do it.
-I love the sound of sharpened blades. You can tell how good the steel is just by that sound. It’s the main reason I make my own weapons.
-A good day. A day full of friends, family, food, and fun. There is nothing better than that.
-Truthfully? I have a soft spot for kids. Any and all.
Dislikes:
-I’m not a hunter, as you’d say the word. I’m a hunter but, of a different kind. Assassin some would call me but, they send me in when no one else will do.
-For an assassin I truly don’t care for violence but recognize the necessary for it. I try my best to avoid killing but when need be, there is no one better at my job… well save for my father.
-I hate people who make snap judgments about me, about my kind. I hate the narrow-minded view the world seems to have taken on Lycans and all supernatural beings.
-I’m not lazy, but I dislike people who seem to be peppy at 5am. It really irks me that someone could be so happy that early, it also makes me want to wipe the smile off their faces…
-Anyone who thinks they know everything. I cant stand those people that try to correct you, even when you obviously know more about what your doing than they do.
-Tight spaces. I was locked up for a long time…
-I fear someday our kind will no longer exist. For if the war continues my kind with be fighting brother against brother, and that is something I cannot let happen. So I slowly kill them. One by one I eliminate the dark threat.
Food- Fresh meat, blood in
Drink- Sprite, and good ol' whiskey
Music- ANY AND ALL
Over all- I'm a fun lovin' guy!
Other:
Family- Garth of Nax
Mate- OPEN
Crush- None yet
Offspring- NO
Pet(s)- Naw...
Weapons- Tons. Mostly my own body. But lots of small flat throwing blades on my body, deadly little vials, and a long knife, or short sword strapped to my back, hidden benith my cloak.
Training- I've mastered most martial arts, and several forms of blade work. Though the skills and set of an assasin is the knowledge that I'll always be in training.
Weakness: Silver baby. And if you chop off my head or cut out my heart I'll die swiftly.
Strengths:
Were strength, speed, and healing.
History:
Long ago in a place I almost remember, I was an animal. A wolf. I knew not of the human's nor their ways. In truth I will always be, first a wolf, then a human. For that was the way I was made. I was born into a pack of timber wolves. Larger, stronger and faster then the normal wolf, I became the Alpha of the Pack. Or the One Male. I'm not quite sure if it was then that the Goddess took an interest in me or not. But surely she must have as I can still remember her beauty. The first woman I'd ever seen. And I have to tell you, not many women can live up to that first image of humanity.
It took me a few years to gain an understanding of the humans, and from there I went on to meet others of my kind. I met Garth back when he was called Sir Garth of Nax. He took me in as he too, had been 'blessed' by the goddess. He taught me everything he had learned about the world, which was much more than I had at the time. I was still a cub in human thoughts and years, but a full grown wolf in my culture.
He was the preveous Erebus of the Pack, and told me the reason the Goddess had changed me. A wolf turned man. First to learn the lessons of hardship and feirce loyalty to the Pack. Then to learn of the greater world and of the things I must do to protect the Pack. Her pack.
I've lived through several Ulfric's and hold my loyalty to no one save the Goddess Luna, and the Pack. She made sure to instill upon me that never faulting loyalty and the ability to take orders, and take them well.
I lived through harsh times, and good times. I outlived those I loved and often cursed the Goddess whom changed me. Its a long lonely road I travel, one filled with memory's of the past. Everyone I held dear and everyone I lost. I think I throw myself into the fight, not only to save those I care for, but in a half minded attempt to end it. To let the light have me so I can finally rest...