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about Osiris
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Registration Date: 04-20-2013
Last Visit: 03-12-2014 07:44 AM Total Posts 78 Played By: Tobii 
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general information
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appearance
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Height: 7 feet
Hand crafted by the gods themselves, Osiris is the prime example of what you get when you cross dragon with wolf. His pelt is a deep onyx black, he is an Earthborn marked by the most intense of fires as they burn a bright blue up from the pads of his paws, seeping through the rune marks that have been carved out of his very skin. His nostrils also flare the very same fire that's scattered about his figure, his maw bearing a most unusual shape as he doesn't bear the nose of a wolf, but rather that of a dragon where his nostrils appear as slits on either side. His mouth is also larger than a typical wolf's being that it also resembles that of a dragon, able to open it nearly twice the normal amount of a normal wolf. His body is massive, standing a foot taller than the typical height known in Adymeria - a total of 7 feet tall on all fours. His coat is rather coarse and short for the most part, the only portion of him showing any sign of being "fluffy" being around his head, neck, and the very tip of his lengthened tail. His forelegs are those of a wolf while his hind legs resemble those of a dragon, all four limbs burning in an intense flame that runs up his legs until it forms cracks and creases where the flame runs through like magma making this skin thick and hard like rock, softening only when it reached a little ways above where the cracks end.Weight: 245lbs Pelt: Onyx Markings: Fiery burning blue runes on his neck and left hind quarter. His hind legs and forelegs burn in hot fires that creep up his legs and crack off, making the skin hard and coarse like stone. He also bears a marking across his left eye and his nostrils flare the same blue fire. Eyes: Fiery blue, no pupils. Along the back of his rump he bears three long horns that stick out like spikes, the top horn being the longest and getting shorter as they run down his rump on either side. His ears are longer than those of a typical wolf, massive radars to be noted when one takes in his appearance. His eyes are a radiant burning blue, the same color as the fire that marks him and bear no pupils at all. Instead they burn with an intense fire that runs down into the markings underneath his eyes that also appear to be carved into his skin with molten magma running coursing through them. The last notable feature about this brute would be the massive tail he bears, long and slender with the same coarse, short fur as the rest of his body as it strands out like a long whip behind him. The only sign of fluff about it being the very tip. | |||||||||
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Dark. Understanding. Calm. Lawful. Stern. Mysterious. At first glance, Osiris can be very intimidating due to his stern appearance and vocals, but should one get to know him for themselves they'd come to find he is actually a level headed, understanding type of brute. Never thinking of himself, Osiris always seems to be putting others before himself. There is darkness deep within him, a darkness that is noted to emanate around his very being. Surrounded by death as the wielder of the Rune of Retribution, he has become rather immune to the scorns of death and gore. Shrouded by a veil of mystery, he's not someone who's easy to figure out even years after being around him. He's unpredictable - a free spirit as some would call him. He has been chosen by the gods themselves to bring order to Adymeria with the Rune embedded in his body and since that day he's put every ounce of his being into protecting them and the Ghost Flowers in their honor. He is loyal to the gods at the core, his faith in them never wavering, even in the darkest of times. He carries out his duties and responsibilities as he must and does his best to ensure he's done right by the "code of council". For those who find themselves in his presence they may also find he is quite understanding. A kind heart rests within the heart of this battle worn brute, although he'd never openly admit it, he too fights his own demons as he battles the darkness within him and by doing so he opens his eyes to empathy for others just as the name of his rune suggests. All in all, he may be stern and at times seem domineering, but at the heart of his hearts he is always looking out for the good of the council to which he's pledged his undying loyalty in the name of the gods. Retribution is his name and it is what he offers to those who call his name at the hour of their death.
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history
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Mother: Rain Father: Krythos Vega Siblings: Gungnir (Brother), Apocalypse (Brother) Relations: None Born the second brother in a litter of three to Rain and Krythos Vega, Osiris had a fairly normal life. His parents were betas to a well respected pack once known to roam Adymeria, it's reign among the most prestigious. His older brother, Gungnir, aspired to honor the family name rather than specifically chasing after their father's title while Osiris did the same, following in his footsteps and doing the best he could to honor the Vega name. Their brother Apocalypse, on the other hand sought glory in all the wrong ways. Apocalypse was greedy, his heart craved power, plummeting him into a deep darkness. It wasn't until their third year that they would discover who he really was underneath it all. Apocalypse had challenged his own father for his title, dishonoring Krythos' wishes to pass it on to Gungnir before the entire pack and their alpha. Krythos refused to fight his own son, trying his best to calm him and speak in gentle tones...but it had become all too clear to Apocalypse just what stood in his way. He was hardly foolish enough to murder their own father in front of a crowd and therefore he dismissed his father's answer and brushed it off as though he were only trying to prove his worth. Their father, blinded by his son's true nature, believed the boy and was impressed by his motivation to please. He recommended Apocalypse as Delta to their great pack, having him fight against their best warrior in a wrestling match. That was the day the two brothers would come to an agreement on their opinion of their youngest brother...that was the day Apocalypse first tasted the blood of another wolf. The battle was fierce, both wolves holding their own in a battle of strength and endurance..but before the warrior could pin down Apocalypse he struck with a mighty blow of the fang, severing the warrior's lower jaw from his skull and causing him to bleed out on the floor before him. The entire pack watched in horror as the crowds grew silent and the alpha rose from his seat, his gaze reprimanding the brute as he looked upon him with great shame. Healers skilled in the most powerful of healing techniques ran to the scene...the warrior would live to see better days...but Apocalypse had proven himself to be anything but honorable in battle as the alpha had clearly forbid any blood be shed during the fight among pack members. Krythos' was destroyed..his own son in almost an instant had ruined everything he and his father before him had ever worked to achieve...but Gungir and Osiris were not as quick to abandon hope as their sire and quickly sprung to action to uphold their family's honor, Osiris beseeching the alpha to allow his brother to speak as he was sure he'd had a reasonable explanation as to why he'd committed such an offense before his King...and so by the grace of the alpha it was permitted and Apocalypse spoke with words of a serpent, a lie crafted in the heat of the moment suited for the ears of a king. "He told me the only thing left after he claimed his rank as Delta was to bed our Alpha's daughter.." he lied boldly...but it had worked as the Alpha believed him given his families reputation and father's rank as beta below him, ordering the warrior to be put to death for conspiring against his Alpha to bed his daughter and stain the throne with illegitimate blood. Yet Delta wasn't enough to satisfy Apocalypse's hunger for power...and on the eve of the pack's annual celebration for the reign of Luna and Sol, Apocalypse committed the most unfathomable offense, murdering both of his brother's in cold blood behind the veil of cheers and song of the pack. It had all happened so fast...so unexpected. They'd known their brother wasn't the most honorable of the litter, but never had it crossed their minds he would murder his own brothers in cold blood as he did that night. He'd struck at Gungir first, tricking him into a darkened narrow passageway behind the den of their Alpha, claiming that he'd spotted a lone wolf lurking around the area and feared for the safety of their King. Once Gungir entered the passageway he summoned his skills in magic, crushing his own brother with an avalanche of rock and debris. The firstborn heir to their father's title had been annihilated...and only one other obstacle stood in his way - Osiris. Osiris was not as easily lured away from his duties at the annual festival as Gungir, but what was he to do when Apocalypse came to him in a panic saying that Gungir had been badly wounded by an assault? Osiris darted towards the direction his brother led him, not a question in his mind about the legitimacy of his claim...he was his brother after all...but when they arrived at the scene there was nothing to be found. Not a body, not a stain of blood, not an intruder...nothing. He turned to question his younger sibling, but before he could get a chance to look him directly in the eyes he was overtaken by a powerful magic as his brother latched onto him at the ruff of the neck with sharpened fangs that pierced his skin and sent him into oblivion. Darkness. It was all he remembered. Murdered...murdered in the prime of his life...by his own brother. It was then that they came to him...the gods, Luna and Sol, lifting him from the darkness and seating him before them as they whispered comforting words. "Retribution," the goddess spoke to him. "For all those who seek it during the final hour of their lives, you shall become their retribution." He didn't understand. What did they mean? He was speechless, but before a word could escape him Sol approached him, delicately touching his nose to his neck and lighting it on fire as runic marks began to carve themselves into his skin, burning the flesh and causing magma to flow through it like it a river. Osiris winced in pain for a moment before looking back up to the duo of gods, eyes filled with uncertainty, but it was then he was given the "Code of Council" - the law of the gods and the reason for his rebirth. He was no longer Osiris Ixion Vega...but now Osiris of Retribution, reborn by the gods themselves and granted a second life to which he would dedicate entirely to protecting their beloved Ghost Flowers and preaching their word. The rune of retribution burrowed within him, he would become a second chance for all who cried out to him. He would become the justice of Adymeria. He would become the voice. | |||||||||
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