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♥Lavicus♥

♥Age♥
20
(on a human scale)

♥Gender♥
Male

♥Species♥
Seviper

♥Guild♥
Guild of the Sun

♥Rank♥
Novice

♥Move Set♥
Wrap, Poison Tail, Poison Fang, Bite, Glare.

♥Bio♥
Lavicus grew up in a dance troupe specifically for lithe, snake-like pokemon. Composed mainly of seviper, ekans, and arbock, with the occasional serperior, milotic, and dratini or dragonair the troupe had ties close enough to be kin. The very nature of the troupes lifestyle lent itself to existence. They were constantly on the move, living on whatever they could draw from the pockets of occupants from the villages they visited. Sleeping under the naked sky with the familiar crackling warmth of a fire; surrounded always by the brilliant colors of every shade and hue that made up the troupes cart covers and dancers scarves; chancing upon an unexpected guest, puzzle, trap or oddity; falling for the mischievous pranks of others and setting your own; and never without music and dancing. It was a life of dreams... so long as you didn't look to closely.

The troupe was not without a law that seems to forever govern the entire world- there was not all light. As with everything, there was darkness. Despite the close bonds the troupe members shared there was among them envy and loathing. Lavicus's own parents were to be his tutor on that lesson:

When Lavicus was of the awkward age of somewhere between a child and an adult the leaders of the troupe were a pair of milotic. They were a young couple, but together they danced as if to command the awe of the very sun and moon. Their leadership and teaching abilities were hardly less stunning, reaching as far as their kindness and patience. Lavicus, a pupil of the male milotic, Aldalarasu, had not been unaware of his teachers delight at the coming of his mates egg. Nor was he ignorant of Aldalarasu's crushing despair when the egg was destroyed hardly a week later that left the milotic and his mate mere husks of their former selves. On the contrary, he knew more of the situation than all the others of the troupe for his parents had been the ones to destroyed the defenseless egg. They had wanted for their son what had been all but promised to the unhatched egg. That was their kinds way of climbing to the top, and Lavicus loathed it to his very core.

For several years after that he struggled with himself, unsure whether or not to leave the troupe. The crime with the egg had not been his parents last or, as Lavicus discovered, their first. In the beginning, his heart was torn between the ties of blood kin and the morals of his conscious, but as crime after crime was committed the later slowly but surly gained dominance. It was not long after this that the seviper reached his breaking point. Shortly after a performance in the very village where his parents had killed the febus egg Lavicus had made his way up onto the stage and poured every secret of his manipulative parents on the ears of the shocked and confused crowd. His speech had ended in a predictable out break during which he slipped away taking nothing but a blood red dancers scarf.

For quite some time, the seviper wandered about the region aimlessly. He knew not what had become of his parents and the troupe or what he was to do with himself, but he knew he must keep moving. He scraped by on what little he could gain performing at any inn he came by, gathering rumors from the towns people as easily as berries off a bush. It was in this manner that he came across news of a the guild. Presented with a chance to give direction to his life and, perhaps, atone for his parents wrongs the snake pokemon set out for it immediately. Eager to toss aside his previous life, his is ready and willing to put all his effort into the tasks that lay before him.

♥Personality♥
By nature, Lavicus is somewhat manipulative, though by no means is he even close to the maliciousness of his parents. His training as a dancer has taught him self control and patience while at the same time granting him calculated graceful movement that could turn deadly in the space of a second. He is also gifted with a certain charisma and easy attitude with others though he hardly shows his true colors. He tends not to speak unless he truly has something to say, cutting off the unnecessary words as a dances he cuts out unnecessary motion that merely muddles the dance. His genuine trust his hard to gain, but if that feat is achieved its bearer is assured his unyielding loyalty and protection.