×xxxN a m e:xx Dreznir ×xxxG e n d e r:xx Male ×xxxD. O. B. :xx o3.3o.2o16. ×xxxW a r d e n:xx SaevusVeritas ×xxxA l i g n m e n t:xx Vileclaw ×xxxT e m p e r :xx Enduring ×xxxB r e e d:xx Unknown ×xxxG e n e r a t i o n:xx O1 ×xxxP a r e n t s :xx [ Unknown ] x [ Unknown ]
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2016 11:49 pm
×xN ᴀ ᴍ ᴇx×xx Dreznir ×xN ɪ ᴄ ᴋ ɴ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ s x×xx Drez, Night Angel ×xT ɪ ᴛ ʟ ᴇ x×xx The Night Angel ×xR ᴀ ᴄ ᴇ x×xx Unknownsingular breed ×xE ʏ ᴇ _ ᴄ ᴏ ʟ ᴏ ʀ x×xx Glowing turquoise ×xH ᴇ ɪ ɢ ʜ ᴛ x×xx 4'1at shoulder ×xO ʀ ɪ ᴇ ɴ ᴛ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ x×xx Unknown ×xH ᴏ ᴘ ᴇ s x×xx x x x x● Dreznir has no real hope: it is a pitiful attempt at strength that those who are not jaded cling oh-so-tightly to. He knows that to hope is to allow his mind to wander, and he cannot, for a moment, deviate from the present. x x x x● While it isn't a direct hope, per se, Drez wants to see the Riftclaws flourish, and he encourages those within his Pack to challenge him or piss off if they don't like the way he runs things. ×xF ᴇ ᴀ ʀ s x×xx x x x x● Dreznir wants to keep his Pack from starvation, and life in the Wastelands is tough. As such, he fears normal things: fires, no prey, the Rift. x x x x● Despite having a cunning wit, sharp mind, and strong body, Drez fears aging. He knows that one day, someone will topple him from his position as Alpha. Just not anytime soon. x x x x● There is a deep fear that resides within Dreznir. It's the thing that drives him to become better, smarter, faster than the other Varsythe. He never speaks of it, however, as that would make it become real. ×xH ᴏ ʙ ʙ ɪ ᴇ sx× x x x x● Taking quick flights directly over the Rift and around Mount Khezid, for reasons he dare not name. x x x x● Manipulating other within his Pack, twisting their thoughts and coercing them to his way of seeing things. Or just for fun. x x x x● Training. Almost endlessly. Every day, two hours before dawn, he's practicing his Skills in one way or another.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2016 12:15 am
×xB ᴏ ʀ ᴅ ᴇ ʀ ʟ ɪ ɴ ᴇ _ s ᴏ ᴄ ɪ ᴏ ᴘ ᴀ ᴛ ʜx× xxx Because of his past, Reznir has grown hard, his view of the world jaded. What happened to him in his last Pack greatly scarred the Alpha -- physically, mentally, and emotionally -- and it broke something within his mind. He enjoys making others uncomfortable, and he has been called 'cruel' many times. He's not afraid to 'encourage' those he knows with the threat of exile or pain, nor is Drez loathe to follow through on his threats. Despite all this, however, he does carry some sort of seemingly-detached fondness for his Packmates.
×xM ᴀ ɴ ɪ ᴘ ᴜ ʟ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴠ ᴇx× xxx While Dreznir exceptionally smart, cunning, and strong, he realizes that he can't always browbeat or intimidate others into obeying him. He first starting manipulating others when he belonged to his old Pack, and he found he enjoyed it. Seeing their reactions, their confusion made him feel something, and so Drez took to it like a fish to water. Now, he's very skilled in the arts of deception, and he employs the technique often -- though nowhere near as much as he used to. Mostly, he does it upon first meeting other Varsythe to gauge their personality, hopes, and triggers. The few times he uses it in earnest is when one or more of his Pack are about to make a grievous mistake.
×xB ᴇ ᴛ ʀ ᴀ ʏ ᴀ ʟ _ ᴋ ɴ ᴏ ᴡ s _ ʜ ɪ s _ ɴ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇx× xxx Being left for dead by his old Pack nearly broke Dreznir. He had believed in them, trusted them with his life, and gave them everything. And for a simple -- yet costly -- mistake, Drez was nearly killed, left scarred and shattered to starve in the Wastelands. That betrayal shaped who he is now, molded him into a fierce, sardonic, emotionally-devoid shell of who he once was. Because of that, the price for disobedience or betrayal is swift, harsh, and usually final. However, he does allow other Varsythe to stand up to him and challenge him on the punishment if there's a good reason...but there had better be one, or there will be two Riftclaws exiled or killed that day.
×xA ᴅ ᴇ ᴘ ᴛx× xxx Whatever Drez chooses to do, he excels in. Whether that be fighting, hunting, fleeing, flying: he does it, and he does it well. He believes that if you pursue, you should do so to the very best of your ability, and he holds his Pack to the same standards. Dreznir is also a quick study, picking up knowledge and soaking it in like a sponge -- his thirst and desire to learn more, be better is never quenched or satiated. Because of this, though, he makes for a wonderful Alpha: he always seems to know what to do, has a solution to any problem, and faces any crises that arise with a quiet, calm strength.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2016 12:18 am
×xR ᴇ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ ʙ ᴇ ʀ ᴀ ᴛ ᴇx× xxx Dreznir is able to use very limited Telepathy, and it's confined to those in his Pack, or direct blood-relatives. He can contact them from long distances, though the exact range has never been tested. However, he cannot hear the thoughts of others, nor can anyone answer him unless they're a Shaman or another Herald. The Reverberate ability seems to have been unique to Dreznir's old pack, Skyrent, but as he killed them all off, no other Varsythe have been found with this skill. It is likely that this helpful ability will be passed on to his progeny, however...Or so say the Shamans, at any rate.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2016 12:19 am
×xA_ ғ ᴏ ʀ ᴄ ᴇ ᴅ _ ᴇ x ɪ ʟ ᴇx× xxxBrutally beaten, broken, and exiled from his old Pack for [ reason ]. Left for dead to die of starvation, he nurses his bitterness, rage, and need for vengeance.
×xL ᴇ ᴀ ᴘ _ ᴏ ғ _ ғ ᴀ ɪ ᴛ ʜx× xxxOut hunting, leaps at prey and misses as he's still injured from exile, and lands on a ledge in the Rift. Meets Zaice, is rescued, learns to slowly trust again.
×xT ʜ ᴇ _ ʙ ʟ ᴏ ᴏ ᴅ _ ᴍ ᴏ ᴏ ɴx× xxxDrez and Zaice decide to avenge their Packs' betrayal. Slinking out into the night, a red moon hanging fat and low in the sky, they slaughter every single member of their old Packs; a total of 33 souls in a single night. They swear to never speak of their deed, and so their loyalty and friendship was cemented.
Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2016 12:22 am
×xF ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ ɪ ɴ ɢx× xxxAs Dreznir's previous Pack nearly killed him, the male was reluctant and obstinate about starting one of his own. One day as Drez was ranging towards the Rift, he was hunting and, still wounded from his ex-Pack's beating, misjudged a leap for an elk. He found himself soaring over the Rift's edge, and he just barely landed on a ledge, escaping sure death. However, his wings were still broken, his body bruised, and his sight bad, so he was stuck, alone and afraid. A lone Varsythe passed by and noticed his plight, and though Dreznir snarled and readied to fight for his then-pathetic life, the male helped him.
Finding he could tolerate the other's presence, and owing him slightly-begrudging gratitude for aiding him, Drez agreed to make decisions for the pair, but only until they went their separate ways. However, time passed, and the two males found they worked quite well together: their hunts were almost always successful, they kept watch for one another, and when the fought off encroaching Vileclaw, their combined strength was almost humorously excessive. So the two remained, and began to make a name for themselves. With Zaice's help, Dreznir entirely dismantled a cruel Pack that would kill others for sport, the two went to the Rift and howled over its bottomless depth, and even ventured a few steps into Mount Khezid together before coming to their senses.
Soon, other Vileclaw heard of their strength, wit, and success, and so the Riftclaw Pack began to grow.
×xH ɪ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏx× x x x x● Dreznir is saved by Zaice from a slow death, and the two began hunting and travelling together, and soon they come to rely on one another, falling into the Alpha and Beta positions respectively. x x x x● Drez haltingly explains how his old Pack betrayed him, and is surprised, shocked, and outraged that Zaice experienced something similar. Vengeance and retribution in their hearts, the pair stalk off towards their old territories, first to Zaice's. There, the two realize just how strong they are together: they come upon the Beta's old Pack and kill them without mercy, from the Alpha all the way down to the eldest Gammas and youngest Pups. High on the thrill of violence and justice, the two range farther east, and do the same to Dreznir's old Pack, slaughtering them down to the very last Varsythe. x x x x● After the heat of battle cooled, however, the pair's pride in what they had done fled, and a gnawing, hungry pit of guilt and disgust filled them. They both agreed to never speak of what they had done, and so the two are bonded by debt, and by blood.
×xT ᴇ ʀ ʀ ɪ ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ʏx× xxxErroxus Wastelands. Ranging between Mount Khezid and the Rift.
×xP ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ᴍ ᴀ ᴛ ᴇ sx× x x x x● Zaice - When Zaice saved Dreznir, the Alpha felt indebted to him, but the killing of their old Packs cemented the male's trust in the quirky Beta. Drez is fiercely protective of the Beta, and takes his rare council seriously. x x x x● Nekros - Drez, still injured from his Exile, needed a break from Zaice's constant nattering. Seeking quiet, he headed towards the Rift, as most Varsythe never ventured there.
×xE ɴ ᴇ ᴍ ɪ ᴇ sx× x x x x● Rothar:: Scouting south to find better hunting for Riftclaw, Drez makes a kill before realizing there's a Vurfang approaching.
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