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about Death
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Registration Date: 06-13-2013
Last Visit: 08-27-2013 01:45 AM Total Posts 50 Played By: Naji 
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| Fenrir Death Mortus 's Info | |||||||||
| Tjener of Death, bare hun styrer meg. Servant of Death, only she rules me | |||||||||
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general information
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Other Info:
Height
6 ft.
Weight
260 lbs. (Due to heavy large muscles, fur and wings)
Eye Color
Burgoundy red
Fur Color
Onyx black
Markings
Three red dots under his eye, a red tipped tail, and four dark red socks, not to noticeable
Scent
Dankness, mold, death, blood | |||||||||
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appearance
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Forged from darkness and shadows, muscles ripple underneath his pelt as the silent killer runs enveloped by the blackness of night. His status is god like with a face that seems like it was carved by angels, later to be thrown down to hell and scorched of a deep onyx color. He has a perfect set face with burgundy red eyes that are perfectly almond shaped. Underneath his eyes are three red dots, tiny but full of meaning. His snout is straight and smooth with a perfect rounded black nose. His teeth are perfection with a deadly gleam to his pearly whites. His body is exactly like that of a well built warrior, tall, muscular, and elegant. There is never a time where he doesn't move without complete accuracy and grace. His legs bare fading scars from previous fights, and his paws are a dark red turning gradient into his deep black fur at the knee. Fenrir has a heavy, coarse coat of long, luscious fur. His tail is fluffy and the tip of it is as if someone dipped it into a pool of blood. Red as a wound of a dying soldier. Set upon his back are to giant wings, very dark gray and shaped like wings of a magnificent eagle. They are fine, with giant feathers and he is quite the dark prince. But as he ages, he will crumble, and his stance will no longer be magnificent and handsome, but withered and death like. | |||||||||
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personality
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Deathly is what the dark wolf is most like. The prince is gloomy, and downcast with an intelligent gleam to his red eyes. He is like Death, coming and killing silently leaving no trace of his insanity. Despite his charming looks, Fenrir is like a god of chaos, leaving destruction wherever he treads.
The prince is normally quiet, and lurks around in the shadows, stalking and following his prey only to reveal himself when the time is right. Cleverness gleams in his eyes, as he fools the wolves he meets, making them look stupid before him. Though he seems morbid and serious all the time, he actually has another side with the ladies, or wolves he feels the need to impress.
Like a snake, he assures them that he is charming, kind and gentile with a wicked smile set upon his face. But it is all a façade, hiding his true intentions of killing them when they don't expect it. This male is a true trickster, powerful, omnipotent, and quite a simple personality. There is nothing more he enjoys than killing, and persecuting those he is sent to murder.
Fenrir Death Mortus
He is named Fenrir after the Norse Wolf god of chaos and destruction. It singles out some of his personality traits of ferociousness.
His middle name is Death, a silent killer, he strikes at night.
His last family name is Mortus. Death, killing, it is what he is.
-Sadist
-Morbid
-Charming
-Chaotic
-Destructive
-Cunning
-Intelligent
-Strong
-Powerful
-Greedy
-Selfish
-Gloomy
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history
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Born in a place of magnificent beauty, where there are high looming cliffs, colored slate gray, jagged, and deadly. The seas below are violent, always churning with giant waves that crash and kill. Beyond, behind the cliffs is magnificent lush landscape full of green grass, rolling hills and upright mountains, Fenrir was born in society of violence and worshipping of gods. The descendent of the Goddess of Death and Chaos, many in the pack feared him, and strayed out of his way.
Fenrir was the heir to his father's throne, embedded in a cave with jagged stalactites and stalagmites, looking out to all the lands they owned. The deathly wolf became renowned as the 'Prince', but Fenrir wanted to have an additional job as an Assassin. Death appealed greatly in the society that he lived in, and the black wolf decided to also become an assassin.
He constantly trained, practiced killing, and became ruthless and without emotions. That is how he became so morbid and emotionless. His father wanted a different life though, and started fearing his powerful son. The king made him general of the army of deathly wolves, and Fenrir came back with the blood of their enemies.
In the midst of the night, Fenrir's own kin started to turn against him, and plot his death. The black deathly wolf already knew in advance that they were out to kill him, so he fought mercilessly, and in the end murdered his family, making him the most wanted in their land.
As a loner, Fenrir had many relationships with females, and two in particular bore two of his children, which are as hateful and cruel as him. But the black wolf did not want to deal with two females and his two different pups, so he left them for dead and continued on his journey until he came to the new land, here.
The brute was a mercenary in his life, killing wolves for pay, sent on missions by the goddess of death, and others that sought his assistance in assassinations.
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