Post by Rais Ivory Fang on Jan 25, 2009 18:31:49 GMT -5
Full Name:Rais Ivory Fang
Nick Name:Rais
Gender:Male
Race/Species: Werewolf
Age: 200
Origin: Ivory Fang Tribe
Appearance
Hair Color/Style/Texture: Long thin silver smooth spikes, around his face are shorter layers, protruding in each and every way possible.
Eye Color: Human: Bright vibrant orange with a circle of black around them. Wolf: More of a faded orange/yellow color.
Skin Color: Sandy dark complexion: Fur: Thick coal black undercoat, the tips laced with a silver sheen when in the light.
Height: Human- 6'3', wolf- 5'8
Clothing: He prefers jeans and a t-shirt but when he must be proper he has a custom made suit. For battling he has a full armor suit. Rarely does he use it, leaning to his wolf side more
Build: In any form he has a very strong, broad muscular build
Markings:
Other Information
Powers: Intimidating Howl,Mental Guard Lvl 2, Regeneration, Scent-Masking, Sight, Smell, Speed, Stamina, Strength
Personality: Rais is smart much like his mother but he also has a very large temper and when agitated can easily fly off the handle. He is calculating and patient as long as he knows there is light at the end of the tunnel. He is know for being clingy almost always being found close to his mother. Being imprisoned has washed away much of his emotions, his sense of empathy and humor for example are now almost nonexistent. He tends to stay out of arm reach of those around him again something that stems from his time captured. When he chooses to open up he is clever and resourceful sort of a power behind the throne. He is also very over protective of his mother and when it comes to her he is quick to become angry.
Background: His childhood was happy enough he remembers playing with his siblings and learning about his tribe from his mother and father. He recalls some of his adult years before he was taken. Although most of it is lost to time and what came next, but he can tell you everything that happened that day. It flashes through his mind any time he is alone and his thoughts aren't elsewhere. They where headed off to battle his brother, his father and him along with the rest of the tribe that hadn't stayed behind. He remembers telling his mother and sister not to worry that they would all be fine. He couldn't have been more wrong.
Their tribe had pushed hard and was slowly starting to take the upper hand when out of nowhere he started to hear yells to pull back. Something wasn't right and he then noticed his brother and father where no longer at his sides as they had been. There was too much going on for him to stop and look for them he had to defend himself as more and more combatants charged at him. All around he could hear screams as wolfs howled out their last breath, he turned to look back hoping to see a way to escape the raging battle all around him. That’s when everything went black; he felt a hard thump on the back of his neck hard enough to cause him to black out.
After the battle he was taken to the rival tribes homelands, tortured and interrogated for several months. He refused to give anything up the more they pushed and the worse things that thought of doing to him only spurred his hate. He waited and waited till they finally decided they couldn't get any information from him so they would kill him before the pack leader and send him home in pieces. In all the time they had held him he had never tried to escape knowing there was too many close by for him to make it but on this night everyone was celebrating and drunk. As they pulled him up to an alter, in his human form the leader began a long speech about how this was going to change their clan make them stronger and solidify their names.
With his final ounce of strength he managed to shift into his wolf form and broke free. The moment he did two guards attacked while many others scattered just the confusion he had hoped for. Fighting the two wasn't easy but he finished them off just in time to catch the leader his second in command and some of his guards heading off somewhere safer. Being in his wolf form and much faster than the rest was quite an advantage as he clawed his way through the crowd not caring who was in his way. By the time he got the group he was soaked in blood his fur matted down and stuck to him all over. The three of the bodyguards lashed out at him tearing and biting, but his rage was too much and he overpowered them. Sometime during the fight his eye was scratched and all he could see was red flowing over his eye. He let out a deafen howl as he leapt forward and with one great weep slashed open the throats of the two guards left.
Someone had knocked over a lamp during the commotion and fire started to rip through the room all around him he could hear screams and cries. No one seemed to notice their Alpha was down before him. He stood there what seemed like an eternity listening to the Beta spit curses at him all the time the Alpha stood behind him waiting for the out come. His breathing heavy and his body crushed he looked at the wolf and said, " stand up and fight me ", he didn't have to wait long as the beta turned quickly and jumped for his throat. Rais grabbed him by his maw as he came for his throat, the beta clawed and fought as Rais grabbed him with his other hand and in one quick movement severed his head from his body. The body slumped and fell over leaving just him and the alpha, he shifted to his human form and even as hurt as he was slowly started to heal. His eyes burned with his hate and as he closed in on the alpha more guards came. Too many for him to handle and he took this as a chance to escape. Leaping out a window he shifted once more and ran as fast as his body would let him.
That was not the end of his journey the tribe eventually got itself under control and the grizzly remains of their leaders closest confidant caused uproar and a full tribe search for him. He spent the next week hiding and moving only at night making his way towards his homelands. He was injured badly not only from his fight but the long-term torture of his captivity some how he managed to make it home. It had never looked so good as he closed in on the manor his spirits lifted for the first time in his 6 month imprisonment. His first order of business was to find his mother he had heard through his guards that his brother and father where both dead and he had spent many a night thinking of how hard it must have been for his mother. Her mate and son where dead and till now she must have thought he was gone as well. And what of his sister his mind fueled with these questions as he grew ever closer to home and out of the nightmare he had endured.
Position Applying For: Son of Midori Ivory Fang
Any boards you'd like created? Nope
Code: lina is the shizznit!
Player Information
First Name: Trevor
Country/State: USA, West Virginia
Age: 22
How many years have you been RPing: 10
Have you ever RPed on a forum before: yup
Do you play any other characters here at WRC? nope
Do you know any of the other Members of WRC? Midori
Nick Name:Rais
Gender:Male
Race/Species: Werewolf
Age: 200
Origin: Ivory Fang Tribe
Appearance
Hair Color/Style/Texture: Long thin silver smooth spikes, around his face are shorter layers, protruding in each and every way possible.
Eye Color: Human: Bright vibrant orange with a circle of black around them. Wolf: More of a faded orange/yellow color.
Skin Color: Sandy dark complexion: Fur: Thick coal black undercoat, the tips laced with a silver sheen when in the light.
Height: Human- 6'3', wolf- 5'8
Clothing: He prefers jeans and a t-shirt but when he must be proper he has a custom made suit. For battling he has a full armor suit. Rarely does he use it, leaning to his wolf side more
Build: In any form he has a very strong, broad muscular build
Markings:
Other Information
Powers: Intimidating Howl,Mental Guard Lvl 2, Regeneration, Scent-Masking, Sight, Smell, Speed, Stamina, Strength
Personality: Rais is smart much like his mother but he also has a very large temper and when agitated can easily fly off the handle. He is calculating and patient as long as he knows there is light at the end of the tunnel. He is know for being clingy almost always being found close to his mother. Being imprisoned has washed away much of his emotions, his sense of empathy and humor for example are now almost nonexistent. He tends to stay out of arm reach of those around him again something that stems from his time captured. When he chooses to open up he is clever and resourceful sort of a power behind the throne. He is also very over protective of his mother and when it comes to her he is quick to become angry.
Background: His childhood was happy enough he remembers playing with his siblings and learning about his tribe from his mother and father. He recalls some of his adult years before he was taken. Although most of it is lost to time and what came next, but he can tell you everything that happened that day. It flashes through his mind any time he is alone and his thoughts aren't elsewhere. They where headed off to battle his brother, his father and him along with the rest of the tribe that hadn't stayed behind. He remembers telling his mother and sister not to worry that they would all be fine. He couldn't have been more wrong.
Their tribe had pushed hard and was slowly starting to take the upper hand when out of nowhere he started to hear yells to pull back. Something wasn't right and he then noticed his brother and father where no longer at his sides as they had been. There was too much going on for him to stop and look for them he had to defend himself as more and more combatants charged at him. All around he could hear screams as wolfs howled out their last breath, he turned to look back hoping to see a way to escape the raging battle all around him. That’s when everything went black; he felt a hard thump on the back of his neck hard enough to cause him to black out.
After the battle he was taken to the rival tribes homelands, tortured and interrogated for several months. He refused to give anything up the more they pushed and the worse things that thought of doing to him only spurred his hate. He waited and waited till they finally decided they couldn't get any information from him so they would kill him before the pack leader and send him home in pieces. In all the time they had held him he had never tried to escape knowing there was too many close by for him to make it but on this night everyone was celebrating and drunk. As they pulled him up to an alter, in his human form the leader began a long speech about how this was going to change their clan make them stronger and solidify their names.
With his final ounce of strength he managed to shift into his wolf form and broke free. The moment he did two guards attacked while many others scattered just the confusion he had hoped for. Fighting the two wasn't easy but he finished them off just in time to catch the leader his second in command and some of his guards heading off somewhere safer. Being in his wolf form and much faster than the rest was quite an advantage as he clawed his way through the crowd not caring who was in his way. By the time he got the group he was soaked in blood his fur matted down and stuck to him all over. The three of the bodyguards lashed out at him tearing and biting, but his rage was too much and he overpowered them. Sometime during the fight his eye was scratched and all he could see was red flowing over his eye. He let out a deafen howl as he leapt forward and with one great weep slashed open the throats of the two guards left.
Someone had knocked over a lamp during the commotion and fire started to rip through the room all around him he could hear screams and cries. No one seemed to notice their Alpha was down before him. He stood there what seemed like an eternity listening to the Beta spit curses at him all the time the Alpha stood behind him waiting for the out come. His breathing heavy and his body crushed he looked at the wolf and said, " stand up and fight me ", he didn't have to wait long as the beta turned quickly and jumped for his throat. Rais grabbed him by his maw as he came for his throat, the beta clawed and fought as Rais grabbed him with his other hand and in one quick movement severed his head from his body. The body slumped and fell over leaving just him and the alpha, he shifted to his human form and even as hurt as he was slowly started to heal. His eyes burned with his hate and as he closed in on the alpha more guards came. Too many for him to handle and he took this as a chance to escape. Leaping out a window he shifted once more and ran as fast as his body would let him.
That was not the end of his journey the tribe eventually got itself under control and the grizzly remains of their leaders closest confidant caused uproar and a full tribe search for him. He spent the next week hiding and moving only at night making his way towards his homelands. He was injured badly not only from his fight but the long-term torture of his captivity some how he managed to make it home. It had never looked so good as he closed in on the manor his spirits lifted for the first time in his 6 month imprisonment. His first order of business was to find his mother he had heard through his guards that his brother and father where both dead and he had spent many a night thinking of how hard it must have been for his mother. Her mate and son where dead and till now she must have thought he was gone as well. And what of his sister his mind fueled with these questions as he grew ever closer to home and out of the nightmare he had endured.
Position Applying For: Son of Midori Ivory Fang
Any boards you'd like created? Nope
Code: lina is the shizznit!
Player Information
First Name: Trevor
Country/State: USA, West Virginia
Age: 22
How many years have you been RPing: 10
Have you ever RPed on a forum before: yup
Do you play any other characters here at WRC? nope
Do you know any of the other Members of WRC? Midori
