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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 1:54 pm
இ The Basics____________________ Name : Folkvardr Rolvsson
Nickname(s) : Fol to those he trust. Pup, if you wish to never be found.
Age : Appears to be in his mid to late twenties (is much older than his appearance perceives)
Gender : Male
Sexual Orientation : Pansexual
Stage : 2
Faction : Cerberus Knights
Race : Spiritus – Fenrir specifically
Magic Theme : Lunaris unguem (Lunar claw); Ice/Darkness
Abilities : His abilities are more into melee combat of the monstrous strength that he has and is. He creates ice and ice weapons upon his gauntlets to either form large claws, a scythe, or a blade of ice that coats his entire arm like armor with spikes like white frost which he calls it Fimbulvetr. It also covers parts of his armor or the entire thing in white ice spiked armor. But in combine with the darkness, so cold, it creates illusions to the mind that there might more than one of the man in mirror reflection that it might be him or it's just ice striking down. It is his ice domain that he creates and control. Much like the monster, he likes to play with his prey and his opponents will feel so numb from the attacks, they would continue without the feeling that they're bleeding to death. His ancient ice is strong and won't melt to some pitiful fire. It take a strong fire magic from someone who is adept in the skill to defeat him. Then again even without it he'll fight with his claws instead.
Occupation : Warrior and tracker if the Cerberus Knights need to search for someone.
Battle Style/Magic: He uses the two elements in creating illusions and weapons as he fights hand to hand combat savagely.
Favored Weapon/Item: Gauntlets.
Notable Skills: Hunting - He's talented in hunting for game rather than buying food from the market. He would bring some to the Cerberus Knights to help in feeding the other knights.
Quote: Whoever battles monsters should take care not to become a monster too. இ Physical Description_____________ Eye Colour : Pale icy blue with some hints of gold and with black around his eyes. examples
Hair Colour : Dark blue, almost like midnight sky
Hair Length and Style : Long that reaches almost to the middle of his back and wild looking with spiked ends that sticks out.
Skin Tone : Lightly tanned
Body Build : Strong, muscular built with broad shoulders and chest as well as a slimmed waist line. He stands at a height of 6’5”
Fashion : Silver and shades of blue armor with pieces that looks like ice (see reference below). On his armor he wears a long fur cloak on his right side of the body of dark blue with the knight's symbol on it. He wears a silver magic chain that floats. It's wrapped around his neck and wraps down his arms that he MUST have on, always, for it keeps him in check with himself and anchors him down.
Extra : Enlarged canine teeth, wolf ears, tail, and scars on his body and face (can be up to the artist <3) but I like for him to have at least claw slash marks on his face, across his cheek.
Personality : Savage, blood thirsty, and heartless; some of the few descriptive words to describe Folkvardr to which they are all true. He is not the kind of man to deny such things that are true. He is all of that plus more as a Fenrir; a giant, monstrous wolf who knew nothing but to reap terror. However, his dark carnality has been tamed down for Folkvardr is a tremendous hard worker in his training that no one would ever see that side of him (until he is hungry). But sometimes he would just be so consumed with his work that he would seclude himself away from others unless he is called for. Folkvardr doesn't care much for the company of others and keeps to himself for sometimes he doesn't have the patience for them . . . or he really doesn't have the patience at all. It sparks the anger in him that will cause him to snap at them and want them to leave him alone. In all honesty, it's because he doesn't know how to interact with others so well along with his lack of trust to them. He fears that he would be betrayed in the end for who he really is despite the effort he puts in for the Cerberus Knights. But despite his strict appearance, he is a kind man which is what he learned from his late instructor who cared for him. To receive kindness he must give kindness to others which he tries to do despite his aloof nature. But he come to actually like it the more he spent his life in the world of the light instead at the Shadow Rift. He will be your shield and your blade to protect others in need. From seeing his cold armor, he's a warm spirit . . . or tries to be at his best.
Strengths : Physical strength, heighten senses, high endurance in combat, tactics
Weaknesses : Heighten senses (a double sword effect), his anger, hot temperatures, being scratched behind his ears (he’s still a dog after all), socializing
Talents/Hobbies : Fighting, training, hunting (he needs a life)
References Images : Armor reference (feel free to use as inspiration, I suck at describing armor OTL)
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 1:55 pm
History: Folkvardr was born many, many years ago in the shadow rift. He was born once as an innocent little wolf cub in the darkness but he grew bigger by the day and his innocence dwindles away to his true nature as a Fenrir. The monstrous wolf has to survive in the world in complete massacre to the other creatures that dare cross his path and grew obsess with the bloodshed and wanting to become stronger. As a young wolf, he heard about the plot of his king, the one eyed demon king, and saw his armies growing and ready for their domination over at the world of the light. While it was all so fascinating to see this other world, it didn’t intrigue him enough for why should he fight for the king? He wanted to be all for his gain and nothing more than that.
He waited for the chance to slip through the entrance around when the war was declared over to the side of Makai. Folkvardr was startled of the new appearance he has gained; being bound in flesh form of a youth, except for his ears and tail, and even more of the world of the light. But he very much enjoyed the world as he made the Riftwood his home for the darkness comforts him after travelling out of the woods. In the passing years, he had continued his journey to becoming strong . . . at a steady pace. The creatures were weak that it was just pitiful against his ice. The flesh beings, whether be witch or majin, proved to be better but they disappoint him still. In his fighting, he let them live for it would pointless to and would leave a bad taste in his mouth (other than the mana he devoured from them). But while he left them, somewhat alive, he would be hunted down because of his attacks to them. The pests annoyed him so much that he was close to freezing them, but he was approached by a man in pale silver armor.
A Cerberus Knight had heard of him and decided to approach the Spiritus and wanted to engage in combat with him. It confused Folkvardr greatly but he didn't thought much about it after seeing the knight and how strong he appears to be and gladly accepted the challenge. Hours has passed until the late evening and the victor of the fight was the knight as the Spiritus has almost exhausted his energy and couldn't believed that he lost. He expected death for it was a fair fight and he had lost, but instead, he had gained a mentor who wanted to teach him how to control himself instead of being pure energy and rage in battle as well as the knights trust. To prove it, he offered himself for Folkvardr to feed off knowing that his heart won't be devoured . . . and he wasn't. The Fenrir was astounded at this knight and wished to learn more whose name is Photius.
Folkvardr was brought out from the Riftwoods to be trained by Photius who had taught him everything that he knows. The proper use of his magic without straining himself, controlling his anger, hand to hand combat, controlling his anger, the honorable code of the Cerberus Knights, and controlling his anger. It was certainly like training a wild animal but the Spiritus is doing his best for there were times that he had drifted towards to the darkness. But he was brought back time and time again thanks to Photius. In the next few decades, Folkvardr has grown powerful than before and never thought that he could even obtain this sort of level with the help of another person and his kindness. The more he has aged, so has Photius for the last time they were together they were in the knight's home and standing next to Photius' death bed to spend a few more minutes. His instructor had a gift to give him just when he is at the edge of life and pushed a wooden box that was on the bed towards him. The moment when Folkvardr opened it, he was suddenly wrapped with a thin chain around his neck and down his arms as he yelled out in anger on what sort of magic this was. But the Cerberus knight is gone . . .
A note was inside of the box which explained to him that the chain was something that he has asked to be enchanted for him. He was afraid that the Fenrir will be drifted off into the darkness and let his monstrous terror out and would be hunted and killed. So it is used to anchor him down for he won't be there anymore to do it and also hoping that he will continue his training for he is proud of him. It had made Fol . . . emotional, for the first time ever in his long, long life. And cried. He had howled loudly for the passing of his instructor and friend who has treated him as a friend. A few years later, he had decided to become a Cerberus Knight in following Photius' footsteps and wished to be as great as he is. But due to his past history, he's being silently watched up to the present. Despite the changes he has made, he is still a destructive monster only wrapped in chains.
Plots:
❄ The person who gave Fol the chain is dead long ago and would like someone to be in charge of him so he won't drift so far in the darkness (Cerberus Knight or other).
❄ He fights, train, and fight again. Would be great if one day someone can drag him away from that to learn what else he can do besides training and pick up a new hobby (Anyone!).
❄ Perhaps a love interest or a dangerous fling~? He needs someone to snack on <3 (Already talking to Rohiryn about this of his love interest)
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 9:45 pm
(Saving this spot just in case)
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 8:46 pm
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★✰
Approved~
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★✰
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