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Elarion


Played by artie
Name
Elarion Impératoria
Height
Very Tall
Fur Color
Red and blue
Sex & Gender
Male
Weight
Extra Light
Eyes
Blue
Age
5 years (2018-12-05)
Build
Athletic
Species
Northwestern Wolf

Appearance

"I will face god and walk backwards into hell
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An extraordinarily large creature with an extraordinary athletic build. He is of a faded crimson and a faded navy, two clashing colors that really shouldn't have gotten together, much less get along. Yet, and yet they did. The top of his coat is painted with a deep and shallow blue, the canvas of his unders having been dipped in a washed-out red. Upon that desaturated azure lying on his back, there be flecks, white flecks that dance across his shoulders, back, and tail. Everything about this creature is faded, faded, and desaturated. His eyes are a pale, pale blue, and if you look too quick, you'd think you have gazed upon gray optics instead of the cloudy sky that lies within his sights.

The coat of this beast is thick, a forest of fur that cannot be infiltrated nor cut down. Although it is of a short length and a level of incredible rebelliousness, it is still enough to keep him warm even through the darkest and deadest of winters. For he was a being born and raised to thrive in the snow, to walk off frostbite and ice.
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Personality

| IMPULSIVE | APATHETIC | SNIDE | AGGRESSIVE |
| DEFENSIVE | VOLATILE | SELF-CENTERED | EGOTISTICAL |

He is not the calm before the storm; he is the rage of flame. The wrath could only come from years of suppressed anger and emotion. Years of suppression—of playing nice—trying not to act upon the dark thoughts within his mind. His faithful love in life is violence, the rush of battle, the blood upon his lips, whether it be his own or another's. The adrenaline of fur flying, jaws snapping, teeth clacking is like none other he had ever experienced. A drug that he is addicted to that he can't get enough of. Conflict and turmoil are his bread and butter; he cannot live without causing it or being in the center of it. He is chaos incarnate; he wants to burn the world with him as the match. He wants calamities that are at a magnitude of 15 with him at the epicenter.

Thereupon his features, there is always something wicked, something cruel that rains over his mask like a day that never stops raining. He is the oncoming storm, the hurricane with no end. Thunder crashes, and lightning slices through the sky. The typhoon. The enemy in every story... and yet—oh and yet—there, if you bother to search hard or long enough, there be a sadness hidden and locked away. A sadness that is a plague and cannot be removed save for the final solution.

He walks with heavy steps, but heavy does not mean slow. No, his pace is quick. For everything in his life must be nimble and at the ready. He plays Russian roulette, but all the chambers are loaded, a quick trigger, he's always too excited to play with fire. He is overflowing with black ooze, a dark and icky substance only made of rage and hate—pestilence, a plague that only wishes to spread and infect the lives of all those around him.

Elarion is a walking bomb, and time is up.

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History

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Relationships

Lazarus Impératoria - Cousin
Atlas Impératoria - Cousin
Arya Impératoria - Family

Pack History

Niflheim
Orden Severa

Recent Location

Elarion has most recently been in Tundra, Highvalley Hollow.

Recent Threads
05-13-2021 COLD IN THE SUMMER in Tundra
Last post by Elarion (06-07-2021)
05-14-2021 STALE BUBBLEGUM in Highvalley Hollow
Last post by Elarion (05-14-2021)

Skills

Achievements

Fun Facts

- Chaotic Idiot
- Speaks fluent Russian and common tongue
- Menace to society
- Hides Russian accent
- fuck you laz
Played by
artie
Local Time
03-28-2024 at 01:55 PM
Posts
4 posts
Member Since
05-13-2021
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