Post by Jack on Mar 16, 2007 11:11:31 GMT -5
Adressed as: Ahren Syman
Alias: Ahren
Race: Werewolf... the old kind. Full moon and the whole shbang
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Ranking: None
Mate: Has had his eye on the heir to the werewolf throne for quite sometime...
Pups: none
Weapon of choice: A double-bade long sword made of iron instead of steel. Harder to break
Persona: A real trouble-maker. If you dare him to do something, he'll do it to perfection.
Appearance:
Human form: White blonde hair that is mixed with strange white highlights and deep purple eyes. He's very tall and skinny, a perfect body for sneaking around. He's very handsom and has a strange seducitve aura around him that makes all females attracted to him in their own personal way. Example: If a female likes body shape of a male, he'll come onto the female with what they prefer.
Lycan Form: A reddish silver color with purple eyes. He changes only on the full moon and he can't control himself then.
History: Ahren was born mortal. He was completly human. He grew up in a poor town where he had to struggle to survive. He was the third in a family of thirteen children. Ten brothers and three sisters. His father died early in his age and his mother was forced to raise all of them by herself.
When Ahren turned nine, his mother died, leaving all his siblings in the care of his older brother, Harrioson. When he was ten, Harrison mysteriously dissapered, taking along their youngest sister, Sara. The next oldest was his sister Kasadya. She moved the brode to a house deep in the woods, away from the town. For another year, Kasadya kept the family together until, she too, mysteriously dissapered.
Now Ahren was the only one left. When a year had almost finished, the next youngest, his little sister Zarafina, came screaming from the woods one day, rambling on about great furry creatures that feasted on the blood of people. Ahren, conserned for his family, went out late one night when everyone was asleep and searched for the creature. To his great surprise, he found them but, they were only a wolf pack.
As he was making his way home, he was attacked by a great furry creature that had odd, human-like eyes. When he awoke in the morning, he was asleep on the ground in the woods, completly stupid to last night's events. He went home that night and reassured his family that he had killed the great beast.
But, a week later, the worst happened. He briefly remembered looking up out of the living room window to the full moon and then nothing till he awoke in the morning to find all his siblings slaughtered, laying all over the house, blood washed windows shown eerily in the grey dusk of morning. Horrified, he ran away, covered in his siblings blood, unsure of what happened and too upset to find out.
Now he was here, searching for answers to his, now, known problem. He was a werewolf now and so were his older siblings that had dissapered. He came here to forget his past and start a new life with those of his species.
Alias: Ahren
Race: Werewolf... the old kind. Full moon and the whole shbang
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Ranking: None
Mate: Has had his eye on the heir to the werewolf throne for quite sometime...
Pups: none
Weapon of choice: A double-bade long sword made of iron instead of steel. Harder to break
Persona: A real trouble-maker. If you dare him to do something, he'll do it to perfection.
Appearance:
Human form: White blonde hair that is mixed with strange white highlights and deep purple eyes. He's very tall and skinny, a perfect body for sneaking around. He's very handsom and has a strange seducitve aura around him that makes all females attracted to him in their own personal way. Example: If a female likes body shape of a male, he'll come onto the female with what they prefer.
Lycan Form: A reddish silver color with purple eyes. He changes only on the full moon and he can't control himself then.
History: Ahren was born mortal. He was completly human. He grew up in a poor town where he had to struggle to survive. He was the third in a family of thirteen children. Ten brothers and three sisters. His father died early in his age and his mother was forced to raise all of them by herself.
When Ahren turned nine, his mother died, leaving all his siblings in the care of his older brother, Harrioson. When he was ten, Harrison mysteriously dissapered, taking along their youngest sister, Sara. The next oldest was his sister Kasadya. She moved the brode to a house deep in the woods, away from the town. For another year, Kasadya kept the family together until, she too, mysteriously dissapered.
Now Ahren was the only one left. When a year had almost finished, the next youngest, his little sister Zarafina, came screaming from the woods one day, rambling on about great furry creatures that feasted on the blood of people. Ahren, conserned for his family, went out late one night when everyone was asleep and searched for the creature. To his great surprise, he found them but, they were only a wolf pack.
As he was making his way home, he was attacked by a great furry creature that had odd, human-like eyes. When he awoke in the morning, he was asleep on the ground in the woods, completly stupid to last night's events. He went home that night and reassured his family that he had killed the great beast.
But, a week later, the worst happened. He briefly remembered looking up out of the living room window to the full moon and then nothing till he awoke in the morning to find all his siblings slaughtered, laying all over the house, blood washed windows shown eerily in the grey dusk of morning. Horrified, he ran away, covered in his siblings blood, unsure of what happened and too upset to find out.
Now he was here, searching for answers to his, now, known problem. He was a werewolf now and so were his older siblings that had dissapered. He came here to forget his past and start a new life with those of his species.
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