Haytham
(#8659150)
Level 6 Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
16.02 m
Wingspan
12.36 m
Weight
7356.37 kg
Genetics
Stone
Basic
Basic
Swamp
Basic
Basic
Soil
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 6 Guardian
EXP: 1071 / 8380
STR
20
AGI
8
DEF
14
QCK
10
INT
5
VIT
15
MND
8
Biography
♛ Progenitor ♛ |
B I O G R A P H Y
Haytham was born alone off the coast of the Shifting Expanse. Young, and with no family or clan, he was often ignored by both the exalted and denizens alike; too inexperienced, too slow, to be of any use appeasing the Stormcatcher. To survive, Haytham observed, copied, and adapted the techniques of the exalted to suit his capabilities. This tough upbringing made him a very capable adult, at the expense of growing very affection-starved. Perhaps, Haytham would come to wonder, that was the reason he became so attached to Ziio, a rouge Mirror from the boarder. Though she was vicious and stubborn, Haytham could not help but to trail after the carnage left in her wake. Protect, protect, protect, his instincts seemed to say, despite how obviously well she handled herself. This continued for months, Haytham staying just far enough for her not to notice his presence, until a fight proved too much for the lone Mirror. Their relationship from that point was turbulent in its early days, Haytham being reluctantly accepted as a transitory pack member. Haythems overall reluctance to chase down prey to the last of his reserves irritated the prey-focused Ziio, and Ziio's lack of self-preservation drove Haytham mad. Even so, Haytham continued to protect Ziio- and Ziio in turn found herself obliterating any who would dare target her pack mate. What was meant to only be a few weeks spanned into years. Miscellaneous |
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P R E V I E W
"Don't you ever-" He begins. The smaller form between his spayed forearms barely stirs, but two little eyes slowly blink awake while the pair below remain closed. The question lodges itself in his throat; the familiar words clogging his throat with dread. Don't you want to go back to your pack? Do you miss them? Are you okay with this? "Do you want-?" "Enough," she hushes with a rough tug to his beard. Her voice is scratchy with sleep, and her main eyes are still closed. "Don't start with that crap. I'm as stuck with you as you are with me. Better get used to it- ah, hey!" The Guardian feels the claws of his smaller mate tangling in his beard as he rests his head on the soft of her underbelly. Shredding jerks turn to gentle combing as she gets over the brief indignation. |
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