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 Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 8:40 pm
Under heavy reconstruction.
Waiting on graphics.
COMING SOON.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 8:45 pm
Free Access Given To:
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express permission by ex o ex Snoof;
requests welcome.The Cover
Table of Contents
Calender
Fenrisulfr
Konstantin
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 9:30 pm
Fenrisulfr
The Final Destiny of the Gods, Ragnarok. To many it was viewed as an end, but it was also a beginning, a renewal for the Earth itself.
Wars were waged against Gods, the Earth was taken over by natural disasters, most everything was destroyed and very few survived. It was a great and epic battle for the control of many things, but most of all, for rebirth.
Among those warring against one another, Fenrisulfr was going against Odin himself and successfully devoured him, as all Ragnarok prophecies foretold. His son, Vidar, however, took revenged and killed the mighty wolf.
The world was engulfed by the sea.
Fenrisulfr, the mighty wolf-beast, was the eldest child of the God Loki and the giant Angrboda. When the prophecy arose that the wolf and his family would one day be responsible for the destruction of the world they caught the wolf and locked him in a cage. Only the god of war, Tyr, dared to feed and take care of him.
They kept him in a cage until he grew too large for it, but none of them dared to face the beast or strike him down, he was far too large and strong, but they doubted his mind. A trick was decided. They said the wolf was weak and could never break free when he was chained. Fenrir chose to accept the challenge of breaking from his shackles, and twice he did so with easy even against the strongest of metals.
However, the Gods weren't finished yet and had the dwarves fashion a mysterious string fashioned from six strange elements. It was called Gleipner and, when tied around Fenrir, it was impossible to break free of. He had suspected treachery when the string was presented, though, and had asked that one of the Gods stick their hands into his mouth while he attempted to free himself. Tyr obliged, and his arm was bitten off when Fenrir could not break free.
Please, the gods carried Fenrir off and chained him to a rock a mile into the ground and placed a sword between his jaws for protection.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 9:36 pm
Konstantin Name: Konstantin
Date of Death: 6/27/08
Height: 5'2"
Hair: Black, short and messy.
Eyes: Right is gold, left is blue.
Skin: Crisp tan, lined with silver tribal markings.
Personality: ...
Likes: ...
Dislikes: ...
Hobbies: Spending time with Loki
Color: PeruPowers Fangs
Konstantin will often use his wolfish fangs in a battle. Strength is moderate, he has good jaw slamming power but, rather like a crocodile, if you hold his mouth shut he's easy to stop.
Hover
Tapering off from when he was a young Ghostling, he can just barely keep his toes off the ground any longer. This is sure to disappear soon.
Strength
Konstantin's strength is immense despite his current size and appearance. Physically, he could go toe to toe with perhaps two of the living's bulkiest body builders and strong men.
Heat
When angered he gives off a burning aura, the sensation of fire, though there is none to be found. Not a great deal of control over this, still learning. It naturally causes his body to be several degrees higher then most other Ghostlings, however.
Rend
A trick he has been toying with since he's grown. He's found if he slashes the air with a great enough force, the air can actually become like claws itself. The harder the slash, the stronger the slice and the further distance it travels. Still experimental and, thus, fairly weak.
Howling Cry
Strength is entirely dependent upon the cycle of the moon. Full moon would make it its strongest, new moon its weakest.
Konstantin rears back and howls to the skies, calling up other nearby wolves to cry with him. The noise will continuously rise in pitch and volume, eventually forcing his opponent to their knees. This technique merely messes with an opponents equilibrium, nothing more.  Coming Soon...
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