Post by <<WHISper>> on Jul 14, 2012 9:29:37 GMT -5
[/center]~ a p p l i c a t i o n
REQUIRED INFORMATION
Full Name;; Arias Damon Vettias Demosthenes
Formal Name;; Arias Demosthenes
Familiar Name;; Damon
Gender;; Male
Age;; 159 Chantings
Species;; Shadhavar (Carnivorous Unicorn)
Elemental Affinity;; Wind - Basic
Clan;; Vikare Clan
Occupation;; Ranks and importance do not matter to me, I serve my emperor by Assassinating those he no longer needs to be alive
Appearance;; Arias has exceptional likeness to that of a Gazelle, thin limbs and a long neck. He is colored fawn beige with dark brown stripes and a white belly and neck. He has golden brown eyes and a single hollow horn upon his forehead. His horn acts like a flute and attracts many animals and beings towards him when he so chooses. He has a short tail colored dark brown, beige and white. He has cloven hooves with feathering about them. He has a pink nose and three scratch-like scars upon his cheek and also has long dragon-like ears. He also has sharp canines for catching and killing prey.
Personality;; From birth Arias was very rebellious, always doing what he thought was right, what he felt like doing without considering or caring about the consequences. He never truly bonded with his parents and always seemed distant and cold. He is exceptionally secretive and rarely tells the truth, only doing so when it benefits himself. He is extremely committed and once he sets his sight on something he would do whatever it takes to get what he wants. He believes that others cannot be trusted and as such it is extremely hard to gain his trust but once you have it you have an ally for life. He is rigid and stubborn, set in his ways and determined to become a famed assassin within the lands of Himaryn. He believes he was given the gift of slaying by the sacred gods and he believes that death honors them. He is slightly arrogant, but that comes with his belief system. Arias believes nothing is worth standing in his way and he would take a life without second thought if it benefited his own cause.
Roleplay Sample;;regular, speech, thoughts,other(s)
The weather was moderate, the sun was shining and the wind wasn’t ravaging anything in sight. How displeasing… Salty air filled the bay stallion’s lungs, threatening to scratch deep into his throat with every breath. Oh how he despised the beach. The humid air kept pressing in on him, causing his very skin to itch. The winds tossed and turned, flipping his pesky forelock into his eyes on more than one occasion. Every time he would forcefully flip his skull, sending that pesky forelock flying out of the way. His coloring was quite standard, no exceptional markings showed on him like some of the Arabians that dwelled this island. He was a light bay hue with three white socks, leaving his right for black. Mane and tail were ebony as well, as black as night. What set him apart was his demeanor. He didn’t need any fancy markings to make his presence known. Suddenly he stomped at the earth with his right fore, disappointed to find the sound muffled by the sand he stood in. Golden bangles jingled upon his upper foreleg, shining and reflecting with his movements of displeasure. Upon his face was a blaze of white, etching all the way down to stop between his nares. His mirrors were a light brown to golden color, usually filled with apathy or dislike. Right now they were empty chasms, devoid of any feeling but maybe a hint of frustration. One thing was sure, no matter how angry or irritated he got, he never took to swearing. It just wasn’t done.
Once more he shook his skull forcefully and in return the golden rings pierced into his right ear glittered. For a man he had quite a few pieces of jewelry but it was all part of the culture and he took pride in them. Along his banner were four tail rings, set at the base of his dock. It was a symbol of honor and leadership, all he needed now was a herd, subjects to rule over and build his dynasty. Which in turn brought us to the very reason he was here. Ra-Horakhty wouldn’t take up with this kind of weather and irritation if it wasn’t for a reason, and a damned well reason at that. Once he set his mind on something he would go to great lengths to get what he wanted. Yes, he was searching for a mare, but not just any mare, someone with spunk and a fiery heart, someone worth his while. For the most part this shore seemed abandoned and just as Ra was about to turn and leave something moving caught his eye. A mare was descending one of the dunes and doing it gracefully at that. The moment she was level she lifted her head high, taking her surroundings in. her pelt was colored blood bay but on top of that were curious green markings. Her pelt was littered with fine scars as well and I knew instantly that she would have to come with me, there was no choice involved in the matter.
In a moment I set off at a gallop, muscles straining, banner flying and eyes hungry. My hooves made muffled sounds but the earth shook. I came up fast behind her and skid to a stop, throwing my skull up high and bringing my pillars to stand square beneath me.
“I am Ra-Horakhty and you belong to me now. Make no fuss and this shall be easier on you.”
His words were filled with authority and power, the type of voice that demanded respect. Only question was; would this mare give it?
OPTIONAL INFORMATION
Surname/"House";; I belong to the Demosthenes House, unfortunately I am one of my family’s last decedents.
Nickname;; Ari
Birthplace;; In the Capitol of Kosov in my family’s home amidst the tower wards
Current Residence;; Tower Wards
Former Rank(s)/Occupation(s);; I have only known the position of Assassin
Former Residence(s);; Most of Kosov in fact, but briefly – mind you
Political Summary;; I support the Vikare and ONLY the Vikare clan. ReBorn are abominations and they should be exterminated from this land. Slavery is necessary to build a wealthy empire.
History;; Optional. Some members like to mix the History section with Personality.
Tome(s);; None yet
Family Information;;
Father: Arias Vettias
Grandfather: Damon Caro Demosthenes
Mother: Velicity Secletia
Grandmother: Secletia Veletios Demothenes
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