Post by Ignominy on Sept 17, 2014 11:20:03 GMT -5
. Basics |:.
Is 4 years of age
Sex is Male
Breed is a Barbary lion
Stands at Approx. 5 ft
Weighs Approx. 560 lbs
Aroma: Leather
Walks to Headstrong - Trapt
Battles to Roundtable Rival - Lindsey Stirling
Speaks with the vocals of Liev Schreiber (Victor, Wolverine's Brother)
. Personality |:.
{+} Friendly to pride
{+} Thoughtful
{+} Polite in conversation
{+/-} Overprotective
{-} Self loathing
{-} Mysterious
{-} Blunt
{-} Sly
{-} Independant
{-} Depressed
. Relations |:.
Is captivated by nobody
Is courting no madam
Is forever bound to no madam
Is the sire of one lost litter
Is the brother of Rakhelim and Sachiel
Currently resides in Nyumbani
Holds the rank of Senior assassin
Desires the rank of lead assassin
. History |:.
Priest was born on December 5th, along with his brother, Sachiel. Their eldest sibling, Rakhelim, was already old enough to wonder around the territory. Rak was being raised to be the heir, for he was the eldest. The three became closely bonded, and stuck together through thick and through thin. Their mother passed on not long after having Priest and Sachiel, for the two large cubs were too much for her. Once Priest and Sachiel were old enough to run, and to defend themselves as best as possible, Rak led them away from their father's menacing claws and out into the open. Priest and Sachiel quickly grew to adolescents and the three became a small band of rogues.
One afternoon, the brothers broke apart after being attacked and ran off by a much larger band of rogues. Priest, who was more of the laid back and calm male at the time, was devastated, and knew not what to do. He continued on, in the direction the brothers were previously going. After about 3 days, Priest came upon an old male. He also appeared to be a loner. Emaciated and grey haired, Priest had no worries and padded right up to the old brute. This brute, despite his decrepit appearance, was no weakling. He attacked Priest, and attempted to "gut" him, by running his claws from the chin to the underbelly. Priest saved himself with a last hope bite to the elder's throat. Luckily, Priest's innocence came in handy, because the elder gurgled and fell over dead, with part of his neck flesh still in Priest's jowels. Priest, having not killed before, liked the feeling of power, but at the same time hated it. He considered eating the carcass of the old male, due to starvation kicking in, but slowly decided against it, for he knew it was the wrong thing to do.
Weeks passed, and there was no sign of his brothers. Both of their scent paths had long since vanished, and Priest had lost all of his sense of direction. Many older and more experiences males chased or attacked him, but each one was killed by the quickly learning Priest. The old bag had taught him a valuable lesson. A lesson he could not forget, for it's reminder ran from Priest's chin to underbelly. Priest soon met a loner, by the name of Janice. She was a small, white lioness with beautiful blue eyes. Despite his scarred and rough exterior, Janice clung to Priest and the two soon held feelings for the other. Several months passed and Janice was pregnant. Priest was quite happy with the way things were going. He had chosen a spot to settle down and raise his small family, he had stopped killing. Things were good. He was happy. Janice had 3 beautiful cubs. Two of them were of Priest's coloring, while one was beautifully white like her mother.
Food was scarce, and one night Priest ventured farther than his usual distance. He was determined to bring back food for his mate and cubs, for they were starving. He caught an old gazelle, which was easy to catch due to it's leg being broken. Priest took the prey back to his family only to find his cubs dead and Janice nowhere to be found. He quickly went to his cubs, but they had been dead for at least an hour and their little bodies were already cold. Priest took them and put each of their bodies into a huge lake, so that they wouldn't be eaten by any scavengers. Believing it was all his fault, he carried on, mourning every night when the moon was high in the sky.
Now almost 5, Priest came across a pride on the outskirts of his previous dwelling. It was called Nyumbani. Something here was familiar. He studied the pride from afar, and found that both of his brothers were there. After a few days, the three brothers were re-united and Priest joined the pride. He took up the calling of an assassin and now resides there, but he is not the same. His happy-go-lucky and cheerful personality had long since vanished. Depression and hatred had replaced it.
. Sitka VS Priest's Size |:.
Is 4 years of age
Sex is Male
Breed is a Barbary lion
Stands at Approx. 5 ft
Weighs Approx. 560 lbs
Aroma: Leather
Walks to Headstrong - Trapt
Battles to Roundtable Rival - Lindsey Stirling
Speaks with the vocals of Liev Schreiber (Victor, Wolverine's Brother)
. Personality |:.
{+} Friendly to pride
{+} Thoughtful
{+} Polite in conversation
{+/-} Overprotective
{-} Self loathing
{-} Mysterious
{-} Blunt
{-} Sly
{-} Independant
{-} Depressed
. Relations |:.
Is captivated by nobody
Is courting no madam
Is forever bound to no madam
Is the sire of one lost litter
Is the brother of Rakhelim and Sachiel
Currently resides in Nyumbani
Holds the rank of Senior assassin
Desires the rank of lead assassin
. History |:.
Priest was born on December 5th, along with his brother, Sachiel. Their eldest sibling, Rakhelim, was already old enough to wonder around the territory. Rak was being raised to be the heir, for he was the eldest. The three became closely bonded, and stuck together through thick and through thin. Their mother passed on not long after having Priest and Sachiel, for the two large cubs were too much for her. Once Priest and Sachiel were old enough to run, and to defend themselves as best as possible, Rak led them away from their father's menacing claws and out into the open. Priest and Sachiel quickly grew to adolescents and the three became a small band of rogues.
One afternoon, the brothers broke apart after being attacked and ran off by a much larger band of rogues. Priest, who was more of the laid back and calm male at the time, was devastated, and knew not what to do. He continued on, in the direction the brothers were previously going. After about 3 days, Priest came upon an old male. He also appeared to be a loner. Emaciated and grey haired, Priest had no worries and padded right up to the old brute. This brute, despite his decrepit appearance, was no weakling. He attacked Priest, and attempted to "gut" him, by running his claws from the chin to the underbelly. Priest saved himself with a last hope bite to the elder's throat. Luckily, Priest's innocence came in handy, because the elder gurgled and fell over dead, with part of his neck flesh still in Priest's jowels. Priest, having not killed before, liked the feeling of power, but at the same time hated it. He considered eating the carcass of the old male, due to starvation kicking in, but slowly decided against it, for he knew it was the wrong thing to do.
Weeks passed, and there was no sign of his brothers. Both of their scent paths had long since vanished, and Priest had lost all of his sense of direction. Many older and more experiences males chased or attacked him, but each one was killed by the quickly learning Priest. The old bag had taught him a valuable lesson. A lesson he could not forget, for it's reminder ran from Priest's chin to underbelly. Priest soon met a loner, by the name of Janice. She was a small, white lioness with beautiful blue eyes. Despite his scarred and rough exterior, Janice clung to Priest and the two soon held feelings for the other. Several months passed and Janice was pregnant. Priest was quite happy with the way things were going. He had chosen a spot to settle down and raise his small family, he had stopped killing. Things were good. He was happy. Janice had 3 beautiful cubs. Two of them were of Priest's coloring, while one was beautifully white like her mother.
Food was scarce, and one night Priest ventured farther than his usual distance. He was determined to bring back food for his mate and cubs, for they were starving. He caught an old gazelle, which was easy to catch due to it's leg being broken. Priest took the prey back to his family only to find his cubs dead and Janice nowhere to be found. He quickly went to his cubs, but they had been dead for at least an hour and their little bodies were already cold. Priest took them and put each of their bodies into a huge lake, so that they wouldn't be eaten by any scavengers. Believing it was all his fault, he carried on, mourning every night when the moon was high in the sky.
Now almost 5, Priest came across a pride on the outskirts of his previous dwelling. It was called Nyumbani. Something here was familiar. He studied the pride from afar, and found that both of his brothers were there. After a few days, the three brothers were re-united and Priest joined the pride. He took up the calling of an assassin and now resides there, but he is not the same. His happy-go-lucky and cheerful personality had long since vanished. Depression and hatred had replaced it.
. Sitka VS Priest's Size |:.