Post by triell on Mar 19, 2013 20:02:11 GMT -5
* Triell Azen Reikeal !
PB: Justin hartley
But you'd save the best for last like I'm the one for you[/center]
name;; Triell Azen Reikeal
nickname/s;; Triell or Az
age;; Twenty
sexuality;; Bi-sexual
race;; Werewolf
affiliation;; Walizi Beta
Likes;;
- Storms
- Being in Wolf Form
- Playing his Guitar
- Concerts
- Chicken!
Dislikes;;
- Fires
- Being around rather large crowds
- Vegetables other than celery.
- Rap Music -- bad poetry
- Country Music -- it's about tractors, love, or beer... not music to him.
Fears;;
- Trolls with their shoe loving and giant noses and their troll dust that's pink and knocks you out.. -shudders-
- Ducks. They quack and hiss and are just plain vicious!
Goals;;
- Stop being afraid of ducks... what kind of wolf is afraid of ducks.. I mean c'mon!
- Maybe have a family, though he's not sure how good of a father he'd be.
Anything else;;
- Is Fluent in Russian, Romanian, Greek, and Italian.
You should know that you're just a temporary fix
This isn't a routine with you it don't mean that much to me
This isn't a routine with you it don't mean that much to me
appearance;;
Human; Standing at 6'3 and weighing in at 140 lbs, Triell is the largest male of his family. He's taller than most people in his family and a majority of his friends -- he figures this is because of his Russian heritage. Triell has short, ear-length pale blonde hair that usually darkens in the summer sun.
His eyes are a soft, stormy grey tone with flecks of ebony laced around the iris and his skin is a soft shade of tan, boarding on a dark peach. He's a well built, fit young man all in all. His back is covered in quite a few scars, the most noticeable one being a thick one leading from the base of his neck to the base of his back. His right eye has a small, pale scar over it.
Along his ribs are stretch marks that were received from his many shifts throughout childhood and he's almost always bruised in some place or another.
Wolf;
Triell is a large, muscular young brute. His fur is a sleek ebony and is laced with silver around his eyes, muzzle, and rump. His paws are large and his tail is long and bushy. His fur is soft to the touch and is relatively thick in the winter to keep out the chill and is thinner in the summer to help cool him off.
He's a head taller than his father was and his muzzle is littered with scars. His left ear has a chunk torn from it and a deep, thick scar runs over his right eye. The thick scar running along the length of his back isn't noticeable as his dark fur covers it.
personality;; Overall, Triell is a violent young brute. He is quick to fight and he almost always ends it on his own terms. Triell has no problems with killing another creature, even if in his own pack.Despite his over confidence and anti-socialness, he is a loyal wolf. Wherever he places his allegence, you are sure to find him in that same place until the day he leaves this world.
Triell has always been a bit of a loner. . He tends to act without thinking, and although he fesses up to his mistakes and such, he is very stubborn and egocentric. He seldomly tries to find a diplomatical way out of things, and he despises anything to do with love. Triell has a very dark mind, and he often imagines certain ways to watch other wolves suffer and die. He's never been as violent as he has been recently, but he's always been vicious and brutal. As a pup growing up, he was told never to show mercy, or fear, or pain; he still follows those words. He's never shown mercy to anyone, never shown how afraid he has been, and has never backed down from a fight, even though he might kill the other wolf/person.
Triell does have his moments though. Around his pack, Triell can cut loose and have fun. He'll play with the kids/pups and he'll socialize to the best of his ability. It's almost like he's bi-polar, though he's not.
family;;
Father: A real Grade A ass. The Alpha of Triell's birth pack who finds it necessary to beat his children into submission. He'd be 50 now and is still living, somewhere.
Mother: A coward. The Alpha Female of Triell's Birth pack who simply watched as her children were nearly beaten to death. Would now be 45 and is living somewhere.
Deklan: Triell's twin brother. Deklan is much more submissive than his brother and prefers the arts to fighting. He's 20 and as far as Triell knows, is living.
Rorik: A Passive Aggressive youngster. Triell's younger brother of four years. He' prefers to verbally argue. He'd be 16 now, living.
history;;
It was a humid may afternoon when the screams of Alisa Reikeal rang out in the night. The sun hung low in the sky and a deep rumble echoed throughout the valley as the clouds rolled together. Four hours and fifty-nine minutes later, Triell Azen Reikeal was born. Fifteen minutes later, Deklan Lain Reikeal was born.
From the moment Triell and Deklan could walk, their father had them working. He forced the toddlers to strengthen their minds using a variety of outdated, cruel processes. By the time Triell was eight, he hated his father with a passion. The man had begun beating the child into submission at the age of six and the beatings just grew worse as the summers passed. He grew to hate his mother for allowing it to happen as well, and swore to never allow Deklan or younger brother Rodrik endure it.
When Triell was 12, he shifted for the first time. He remembers clearly the burning, aching feeling as his bones broke and rearranged themselves. His first full moon was by far the hardest, and after that he was stuck. Triell loved every second of the shift -- because it gave him a sense of power. However, the beatings became worse.
In a drunken rage on Triell's Sixteenth birthday, Corenth Reikeal took a shard of glass from a broken beer bottle and sliced it down the young wolf's back. Triell left that very night, vowing to never return.
Triell ran as far away as he could, and for the next three years, he remained as a wolf. After his last new moon, he was never human again. He hunted, he slept, he moved as a wolf, urging his body to heal faster and to allow him to grow stronger, faster, and wiser.
During his second year as a loner, Triell was struck in the face by a burning stick as a fire consumed the forest he'd be living in. He's been terrified of fire since, though not many know that.
Now, Triell has returned to his human form. He lives as a Beta to Callum and his pack, and hopes to be in the pack for the rest of his life.
You're just a filler in the space that happened to be free
How dare you think you'd get away with trying to play me
How dare you think you'd get away with trying to play me
your alias[/b];; Azrael
contact/s[/b];; erm, PM? xP
how you found us[/b];; Dun remember. It was from some other site. You had an ad there.
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