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Vahaelarr

lord commander

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Played by Flabs

Name
Vahaelarr Crownore (Vuh • hey • lawr )

Height
Very Tall (38)

Fur Color
Ebony like midnight storm clouds.

Sex & Gender
Male — Male

Weight
Very Heavy

Eyes
Ice Blue

Age
4 years (2019-08-27)

Build
Athletic

Species
Wolf

The Stormcrow Son

A presence chiseled from the toughest steel, bathed in the enchanting glow of moonlight, Vahaelarr exudes the silent strength of a solitary mountain, standing resolute and unwavering. His words, like the sting of frost, leave an indelible mark, and those who cross his path have felt the chill of his unyielding determination. Born of valor, intellect, and relentless commitment, he is a leader as unyielding as iron. Vahaelarr hosts a heart once charming and kind frosted over by the dark fate of a bastard, his once gallant soul turned brooding. Vahaelarr is not merely a stoic figure; he is a passionate force, a wildfire that ignites at the mention of injustice. His analytical mind, sharp as a masterfully forged blade, is honed with a strategist's precision; sharpened for war and politics like a blade meant to kill. Every decision is a calculated move upon a chessboard.

misc.

voice · smells of sleet, evergreen and plum
lawful neutral · commander · justice

「references i, ii, iii 」

“Young, corrupted by tragedies of war and exile, alone in spite of himself, boy made of ash and a honey soaked dawn. Scraped raw and twisted with time, where is his soft epilogue?”

Lord Commander

A stalwart icon of his lineage, Vahaelarr commands attention with his imposing stature and sculpted physique, a behemoth among his kin. Draped in fur of ebony blue, reminiscent of a brooding storm, he carries an aura of formidable presence. Icy eyes, reflecting the ghost of his mother, pierce through the darkness of his facial features. His large, chiseled head and a scruffy chin contribute to his rugged yet handsome countenance. The battle-worn canvas of his face bears witness to several wicked scars, etched prominently upon his features. Thick fur envelops his neck and face, forming a regal crown that accentuates his commanding presence. Once accustomed to the regal strides of a Prince, Vahaelarr now moves with a reserved and low gait, exuding a predatory and shadowy demeanor.