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@ElveraBasilisk
(Yooo I really hope this is ok because it's my first time doing forum rps hah... Thank you El asdfgh) I'll try and draw him soon heck
Ruffled autumn brown hair frames the pale freckled skin of his face; matching his golden irises. The expression he usually carries is calm and poised, although deep down his playful personality will never be truly hidden.
He wears a leather tunic with similarly brown coloured gloves and boots, with inset golden threads. His armour is a deep bronze colour, inlaid with filigree depicting the crest of the family that he is sworn to protect.
His wolven form stands at 7 feet high and is heavily muscled, standing in stark contrast to his human form. The fur is a shimmering light brown with darker streaks, again matched by piercing golden eyes.
Bio: Valirien, like many other Dire Lycans under the reign of King Victor Vortivello, grew up far away from his parents. No memories of his passage to the palace remain; he recalls only a quiet village in the mountains, to which he thinks upon fondly when his limited free time allows for it.
At a young age, to the dismay of the vampires tasked with educating and training the young Lycans, it was discovered that he had a much greater weakness that most others of his kind to silver. His teacher had merely been wearing a silver ring, yet the young Lycan faltered upon shaking hands in a greeting. Wincing back with a burned hand, his future turned precarious; saved only by his innate skill with a blade. Valirien's way of fighting is more like an elegant dance than a battle, with his smaller build relying on speed and agility.
He was kept in training, but now covers most of his skin lest he touch silver and become weakened once again. The presence of it often throws him off, to which he responds by exposing himself to the element with extra training.
His opinion on the vampires is kept vague when others ask, but he greatly wishes for the opportunity to allow his kind more freedom.
- He is respectful when needed, but has a rebellious streak when it comes to injustice. A strong set of morals might seem like an asset, but in his position, they're far more likely to endanger him.
- Rushes to the aid of others despite instruction.
- Heavily armoured enemies are his weakness in battle, as they counter his flurry of lighter hits with thick armour.
- Really, really loves gold. (no seriously i cant stress this more his palette is entirely there oops)
- An infectious smile
(Yooo I really hope this is ok because it's my first time doing forum rps hah... Thank you El asdfgh) I'll try and draw him soon heck
Name: Valirien Aurelwind (Rien, Ren)
Race: Dire Lycan
Guardian to: None yet
Age: 20
Appearance: Valirien stands at 5'11", relatively shorter than most of the other Lycans of his age. His frame is somewhat lean and he stands proudly (and perhaps defiantly, to the trained eye.).Race: Dire Lycan
Guardian to: None yet
Age: 20
Ruffled autumn brown hair frames the pale freckled skin of his face; matching his golden irises. The expression he usually carries is calm and poised, although deep down his playful personality will never be truly hidden.
He wears a leather tunic with similarly brown coloured gloves and boots, with inset golden threads. His armour is a deep bronze colour, inlaid with filigree depicting the crest of the family that he is sworn to protect.
His wolven form stands at 7 feet high and is heavily muscled, standing in stark contrast to his human form. The fur is a shimmering light brown with darker streaks, again matched by piercing golden eyes.
Bio: Valirien, like many other Dire Lycans under the reign of King Victor Vortivello, grew up far away from his parents. No memories of his passage to the palace remain; he recalls only a quiet village in the mountains, to which he thinks upon fondly when his limited free time allows for it.
At a young age, to the dismay of the vampires tasked with educating and training the young Lycans, it was discovered that he had a much greater weakness that most others of his kind to silver. His teacher had merely been wearing a silver ring, yet the young Lycan faltered upon shaking hands in a greeting. Wincing back with a burned hand, his future turned precarious; saved only by his innate skill with a blade. Valirien's way of fighting is more like an elegant dance than a battle, with his smaller build relying on speed and agility.
He was kept in training, but now covers most of his skin lest he touch silver and become weakened once again. The presence of it often throws him off, to which he responds by exposing himself to the element with extra training.
His opinion on the vampires is kept vague when others ask, but he greatly wishes for the opportunity to allow his kind more freedom.
- He is respectful when needed, but has a rebellious streak when it comes to injustice. A strong set of morals might seem like an asset, but in his position, they're far more likely to endanger him.
- Rushes to the aid of others despite instruction.
- Heavily armoured enemies are his weakness in battle, as they counter his flurry of lighter hits with thick armour.
- Really, really loves gold. (no seriously i cant stress this more his palette is entirely there oops)
- An infectious smile
@ElveraBasilisk
(Yooo I really hope this is ok because it's my first time doing forum rps hah... Thank you El asdfgh) I'll try and draw him soon heck
Ruffled autumn brown hair frames the pale freckled skin of his face; matching his golden irises. The expression he usually carries is calm and poised, although deep down his playful personality will never be truly hidden.
He wears a leather tunic with similarly brown coloured gloves and boots, with inset golden threads. His armour is a deep bronze colour, inlaid with filigree depicting the crest of the family that he is sworn to protect.
His wolven form stands at 7 feet high and is heavily muscled, standing in stark contrast to his human form. The fur is a shimmering light brown with darker streaks, again matched by piercing golden eyes.
Bio: Valirien, like many other Dire Lycans under the reign of King Victor Vortivello, grew up far away from his parents. No memories of his passage to the palace remain; he recalls only a quiet village in the mountains, to which he thinks upon fondly when his limited free time allows for it.
At a young age, to the dismay of the vampires tasked with educating and training the young Lycans, it was discovered that he had a much greater weakness that most others of his kind to silver. His teacher had merely been wearing a silver ring, yet the young Lycan faltered upon shaking hands in a greeting. Wincing back with a burned hand, his future turned precarious; saved only by his innate skill with a blade. Valirien's way of fighting is more like an elegant dance than a battle, with his smaller build relying on speed and agility.
He was kept in training, but now covers most of his skin lest he touch silver and become weakened once again. The presence of it often throws him off, to which he responds by exposing himself to the element with extra training.
His opinion on the vampires is kept vague when others ask, but he greatly wishes for the opportunity to allow his kind more freedom.
- He is respectful when needed, but has a rebellious streak when it comes to injustice. A strong set of morals might seem like an asset, but in his position, they're far more likely to endanger him.
- Rushes to the aid of others despite instruction.
- Heavily armoured enemies are his weakness in battle, as they counter his flurry of lighter hits with thick armour.
- Really, really loves gold. (no seriously i cant stress this more his palette is entirely there oops)
- An infectious smile
(Yooo I really hope this is ok because it's my first time doing forum rps hah... Thank you El asdfgh) I'll try and draw him soon heck
Name: Valirien Aurelwind (Rien, Ren)
Race: Dire Lycan
Guardian to: None yet
Age: 20
Appearance: Valirien stands at 5'11", relatively shorter than most of the other Lycans of his age. His frame is somewhat lean and he stands proudly (and perhaps defiantly, to the trained eye.).Race: Dire Lycan
Guardian to: None yet
Age: 20
Ruffled autumn brown hair frames the pale freckled skin of his face; matching his golden irises. The expression he usually carries is calm and poised, although deep down his playful personality will never be truly hidden.
He wears a leather tunic with similarly brown coloured gloves and boots, with inset golden threads. His armour is a deep bronze colour, inlaid with filigree depicting the crest of the family that he is sworn to protect.
His wolven form stands at 7 feet high and is heavily muscled, standing in stark contrast to his human form. The fur is a shimmering light brown with darker streaks, again matched by piercing golden eyes.
Bio: Valirien, like many other Dire Lycans under the reign of King Victor Vortivello, grew up far away from his parents. No memories of his passage to the palace remain; he recalls only a quiet village in the mountains, to which he thinks upon fondly when his limited free time allows for it.
At a young age, to the dismay of the vampires tasked with educating and training the young Lycans, it was discovered that he had a much greater weakness that most others of his kind to silver. His teacher had merely been wearing a silver ring, yet the young Lycan faltered upon shaking hands in a greeting. Wincing back with a burned hand, his future turned precarious; saved only by his innate skill with a blade. Valirien's way of fighting is more like an elegant dance than a battle, with his smaller build relying on speed and agility.
He was kept in training, but now covers most of his skin lest he touch silver and become weakened once again. The presence of it often throws him off, to which he responds by exposing himself to the element with extra training.
His opinion on the vampires is kept vague when others ask, but he greatly wishes for the opportunity to allow his kind more freedom.
- He is respectful when needed, but has a rebellious streak when it comes to injustice. A strong set of morals might seem like an asset, but in his position, they're far more likely to endanger him.
- Rushes to the aid of others despite instruction.
- Heavily armoured enemies are his weakness in battle, as they counter his flurry of lighter hits with thick armour.
- Really, really loves gold. (no seriously i cant stress this more his palette is entirely there oops)
- An infectious smile
