Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 28, 2012 9:30:08 GMT -5
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"We are all sons of war"[/center]
GLIMPSES OF A NEW LIFE[/size][/blockquote]
NAME: Hoezaru
GENDER: Male
AGE: 36 (appears five)
SEASON OF BIRTH: Summer
SEXUALITY: Pansexual
SPECIES: Turned Twun
PACK:Sangue
ARE REFLECTED ALL AROUND YOU[/size][/blockquote]
SHORT DESCRIPTION First form is a dark silver wolf with black markings, and brightly intense sea-green eyes.
APPEARANCE:
First Form
Upon seeing him, you will find him to be one fascinating of the sort. His body isn't perfect, scarred from fights, but still he manages to come off in the most precarious way. Appearing to be your usual gray wolf. A silver, upon having different hue's of black over his body and his eyes that of a brilliant sea-green. Different if it were to say to notice the scars around his shoulders and rump, not to mention the large one on his ear, where nearly half of it is missing. Though this does not make him vulgar looking if anything.
He was built for war, he has a strong muscle build. Not to mention large paws. Standing at five feet tall, he is a large man with the full intent to serve and protect for the cause. Hoezaru is no stranger to pain, and to his recollection of memories, he is no push over to be dealt with. Being a twun he has sharp fangs in the front of his teeth used or drinking blood.
Second Form
The image above is the site you will see in times of his temperament. He does not grow in size, if not counting the muscle count that pulls onto him. His strange dusty fur and whiskers as if he were a dragon. With pulsing blue light embedded into his skin. Three long silky tails. Nicknamed the dust dragon not just for nothing. As his form glows within the moonlight and it is not one you want to get involved with.
In that maw of his, are sharp tiny rows of teeth, around three of them made for tearing into flesh. Specially for if he were to infect another with the twun virus. He isn't something to be scoffed at.
ALWAYS THERE TO GUIDE YOU[/size][/blockquote]
LIKES Fighting, Winning, showing off
DISLIKES: Losing, losing his composure, discrimination.
FEARS: Death, and burning.
ELEMENT: N/A
PERSONALITY:
Zaru has always been a soldier in his life. He isn't necessarily aggressive, considering the way he was brought up as a turned twun. He is always ready for command, and doesn't really care about what others think of him. He was always survived on fighting, and protecting others as he see's fit, perhaps on the inside he is simply misunderstood. Zaru is a magnificent man, maybe a little closed off, he doesn't say much, and his actions speak louder then words.
Zaru's side he keeps hidden may just be the one in which he is innocent taken away from him. Those small tears he has held back for years for watching his beloved family slaughtered in front of him and being the only survivor with a wretched curse. He never had time to pity himself. He wants to help others in this dark world. Regardless of who they are, and he seeks out the control through that same war. For the children and more.
I'VE FOUND THE BRIGHTNESS[/size][/blockquote]
FAMILY: All long dead. He was the only survivor of a Twun attack, he had a family of two parents and one older sibling.
HISTORY
Zaru was born to a loving family. A family of air wolves. They didn't have a pack, but they looked after each other. His mother was kind and strong, as was his father the same, and his older sister always looked after him in times of need. For the longest time they only knew the native tongue, until a nomad pack came along and taught them english. In which caused their family to move to Carvanna with these nomads, and yet the adventure was awesome. Zaru ended up falling in love with the cheif's son. In which no one but his family approved of. At the age of three they were removed from the pack and forced to live on their own once more. His father constantly telling him it wasn't his fault, for love was a mysterious thing.
The next night, a fire started near the nomad packs current home. It was soon discovered it wasn't a natural fire, a twun had ravaged the camp and was killing the nomads by the pounds. Zaru watched in helpless horror as his body was tainted with colors of red. Then when he felt the fangs against his neck and body he pushed back, sending the twun flying, snapping it's neck in the process. Though he was deeply scarred, lost almost all of his left ear and probably part of his sanity as the burning sensation of being turned into a twun started. Causing him to curl up in pain.
Zaru was a vicious animal in his first few years as a twun. He drank who ever's blood he could, though not all the time did he get their spells. Only from three wolves had he been able to obtain their power. His red eyes piercing through everything. He often took out full families when he was angered due to his second form, but some years later, he became scarred, and more collective. Turning his life to be loyal to something of more of a cause, rather then the monster he had become since the death of his family in front of his eyes.
Zaru turned towards Sangue for help, his loyalty being that of a son of war. His large height and body, intimidating, if not the fact of him being a twun. Zaru doesn't get angry easily, learning this from the fact that he may kill others in split seconds for it. And being alive for so long now, he has other things on his mind, regardless of killing.
MAGIC
Three spells, one sand(custom) and two fire.
Sand bullets
The ability to build up larges portions of sand inside of his mouth, over and under his tongue, then proceeding to spit them out at high speeds at the enemy. Though it takes lag time for them to build up in his mouth, and can easily be taken out by water or air. But, they do cause some damage.
Flame thrower
Exactly, blowing a large fire lazer at enemies, causing burning on his mouth and around it. He doesn't use this often. As it does take some time to heal from it. Large amounts of water can stop it as well.
Fire Flower
The ability to make a small flame(s) around him or in front of him. They are mostly used as light sources. Or otherwise, for decoration. They cannot cause much damage, and easily be stepped on to stop them or light douses of water.
THE PUPPET MASTER[/size][/blockquote]
NICKNAME: Riv
WHY YOU JOINED: BECAUSE OF MAGICS
HOW YOU FOUND US: I created the site.
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE: {It is only needed for first bio.}
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