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Samael ❝ THE ONLY WAY TO OBTAIN POWER IS TO TAKE IT ! ❞
[ Male | Brute ]
[ Four Years - Two Months }
[ Arctic Wolf ]
[ Canis lupine ]
[ Biolores ]
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APPEARANCE
❝ Some legends are told Some turn to dust or to gold❞
|| Written Description ||
→ Samael is, due to his ancestors long before him, a rather large and tall brute. He stands at around forty five inches from paws to the tip of his ears and is measured to be around sixty-seven inches in length from his nostrils to the tip of his tail. → He is a well muscled male but it isn't overdone, only to the point where one could see his joints and muscles working heavily under his flesh. → He has a narrow but scarred snout along with a large jaw with rows of sharp and powerful canines attached to his pink and purple gums. → Above his scarred snout sits together a pair of sharp and fierce amber-colored orbs with golden brown flecks surrounding a black pupil. Or, at least, one of them is. Thanks to a previous run-in with someone, Samael has lost sight in his left orb, giving that eye a ghostly dead look. → Atop his rather large cranium sits a pair of ears - or at least an ear and a half. During the same run-in with that special someone, Samael lost about a half of his right ear but that didn't effect his overall hearing. → Connected to his head is a slim neck and connected to his neck is a long and lean body made for all kinds of things from speed to agility and so forth. → Holding his upwards of two pairs of lean and strong limbs with heavyset and strong paws at the bottom, all padded and all equipped with short but deadly black claws. → Attached to his rear end, Samael has a rather long caudal appendage, so long that it basically drags along the snow behind him, although it's great for balancing purposes.
PERSONALITY
❝But you will remember me Remember me, for centuries ❞
|| Broken Down Personality ||
Positive Traits
→ Reliable - varies
→ Keen/Cautious
→ Protective
→ Independent
→ Intelligent
→ Joker
→ Tolerant
→ Adaptive
→ Rational
→ Ambitious
Negative Traits
→ Sarcastic
→ Pessimistic-Realist
→ Stubborn
→ Apathetic
→ Selfish
→ Ambitious
→ Brutally honest
→ Liar (manipulative, doesn't show much of his true self)
→ Judgmental of others and himself
Likes
→ Solitude
→ Contemplating
→ Being a step ahead
→ A good battle - whether it be mental or physical
→ Leading → Little ones (pups) - they promise a strong future. Usually
Weaknesses → Sight → Utter strength → Thick coat that holds heat → Long tail that can easily get caught
BIOGRAPHY
❝Just one mistake Is all it will take❞
|| Written Biography ||
→ Upbringing:
Like most wolves who reach of age, Samael's parents left both of their own packs to start a family of their own. When they succeeded in doing so, they had Samael, the first born. Unfortunately for his mother and his father, the remainders of the pups - Samael's brother and sister - died within her womb. It was a tragic moment that left many questions. They had done everything correct in order to have a lovely family but only Samael was the only one who was born healthy. As his parents were strong believers of omens, they saw Samael as a curse. A demon. They feared him and what he would bring to their lives. But, nevertheless, he was their pup and they raised him as normally as they could through the fear they held in their hearts. Eventually, however, that changed. His mother and father decided it would be best if he were to cease to exist. In much simpler terms, they wanted him dead. Kin or not, they were sure he would bring nothing but destruction to other families as he had brought to their own and they were willing to sacrifice their own blood to prevent that. And so, they attempted to kill him. Samael was not surprised and had, in fact, predicted this would happen so he did what most would call an unforgivable act: he killed them.
→ [ A brief sample from a post I've made in another PB site ]
It hurt.
Even if all he had to his name was a large knife, some lousy rope, and a couple of other relatively light weight junk in his worn down backpack, it felt as though he was carrying rocks that were getting heavier and heavier with each step and with each breath Nico took. Of course this feeling was no stranger to Nico, for he was used to traveling long and far with little to no breaks. But unfortunately for him, these past couple of days haven't exactly been a walk in the park. Rations were depleting and it was virtually impossible to dig up something edible around broken buildings and searching through the outdoor environment was definitely not an option. Not with the way it has been dying and with the way hellish creatures have started appearing without warning. The thought of them left a sour taste in his mouth, especially when he recalled his first meeting with one of the creatures. It wasn't pleasant nor was it painless.
Long story short, Nico was just happy to have survived.
The House Bunny Oh, shoot! My bad. I'm not new to roleplaying but I am new to these kinds of sites and the way things are done haha. Thanks for letting me know.