Denalius Vhargon (Denalius Vhargon)
Dec 28, 2018 1:49:50 GMT
Post by Harvey on Dec 28, 2018 1:49:50 GMT
Character Details:
Name: Denalius Vhargon
Alias(es): None
Race: Shifter / Wolf / Mature
Level: Alpha
Apparent Age: Early to mid 50's
True Age: 59
Weapon: Hunting knife (Kukri)
Profession: Semi-retired Alaskan Survivalist Guide
Skills: Hand to hand combat (His hunting knife is a tool, only a marginal weapon in his hands.)
Powers:
Pheromones - as listed on the website
Alpha Form - as listed on the website
Ad Libitum - as listed on the website
Fragments of the Beast - as listed on the website
Display Dominance - as listed on the website
Weaknesses:
Social Anxiety: He just doesn't have that much experience in dealing with people outside his own pack. Gatherings can become tense, the larger the crowd becoming confusing for Denalius and spurring his need for open spaces. Sitting in a bar is fine, but if it becomes packed, or crowded; voices speaking over one another, everyone's sweat all poured together in a big nasty bowl ... he's likely to get antsy, fidgety, short tempered and quick to snap in general conversation. Irritable.
Technologically inept: Having lived the majority of his life in the outdoor wilderness of Alaska/Canada, Denalius never formally attended school and never had a reason to use most items of technology. He's aware of them, has seen most items in use, and understands that this is how the world works today, but still ... he sees no reason to begin incorporating these things into his life now. Cell phones? He's watched people using them, but has never owned one. Computers? He knows 'what' they are, and can even turn one on, but he's at a complete loss from there.
Partially blind in left eye: Scar running the length of his face, has extreme limitations to his peripheral vision, everything else slightly out of focus. This also affects his depth perception.
Territorial: Will die defending anyplace, or anyone, he's come to associate with that feeling of 'home'.
Soft Hearted: Totally a sucker for those 'puppy dog eyes'. More than once, while affiliated with a pack, he's become somewhat of a patron saint for the wronged and suffering. It's most usually the 'under dog' ((these puns are killing me...)) that gains favor with Denalius, and he'll inadvertantly find himself offering a protective wing, so to speak.
Illiterate: Not ignorant or stupid, just never learned to read or write. This wasn't a problem out in the wild, but always presented itself as one anytime he ventured into a town or community. The longer he let it go, the harder it became for his pride to do something about it.
Cannot hide the beast: Canines are permanently elongated and his eyes are the steel grey of his wolf.
RP-Hookups:
Older gentleman with an honest smile.
Probably looks lost in town.
Name: Denalius Vhargon
Alias(es): None
Race: Shifter / Wolf / Mature
Level: Alpha
Apparent Age: Early to mid 50's
True Age: 59
Weapon: Hunting knife (Kukri)
Profession: Semi-retired Alaskan Survivalist Guide
Skills: Hand to hand combat (His hunting knife is a tool, only a marginal weapon in his hands.)
Powers:
Pheromones - as listed on the website
Alpha Form - as listed on the website
Ad Libitum - as listed on the website
Fragments of the Beast - as listed on the website
Display Dominance - as listed on the website
Weaknesses:
Social Anxiety: He just doesn't have that much experience in dealing with people outside his own pack. Gatherings can become tense, the larger the crowd becoming confusing for Denalius and spurring his need for open spaces. Sitting in a bar is fine, but if it becomes packed, or crowded; voices speaking over one another, everyone's sweat all poured together in a big nasty bowl ... he's likely to get antsy, fidgety, short tempered and quick to snap in general conversation. Irritable.
Technologically inept: Having lived the majority of his life in the outdoor wilderness of Alaska/Canada, Denalius never formally attended school and never had a reason to use most items of technology. He's aware of them, has seen most items in use, and understands that this is how the world works today, but still ... he sees no reason to begin incorporating these things into his life now. Cell phones? He's watched people using them, but has never owned one. Computers? He knows 'what' they are, and can even turn one on, but he's at a complete loss from there.
Partially blind in left eye: Scar running the length of his face, has extreme limitations to his peripheral vision, everything else slightly out of focus. This also affects his depth perception.
Territorial: Will die defending anyplace, or anyone, he's come to associate with that feeling of 'home'.
Soft Hearted: Totally a sucker for those 'puppy dog eyes'. More than once, while affiliated with a pack, he's become somewhat of a patron saint for the wronged and suffering. It's most usually the 'under dog' ((these puns are killing me...)) that gains favor with Denalius, and he'll inadvertantly find himself offering a protective wing, so to speak.
Illiterate: Not ignorant or stupid, just never learned to read or write. This wasn't a problem out in the wild, but always presented itself as one anytime he ventured into a town or community. The longer he let it go, the harder it became for his pride to do something about it.
Cannot hide the beast: Canines are permanently elongated and his eyes are the steel grey of his wolf.
RP-Hookups:
Older gentleman with an honest smile.
Probably looks lost in town.