Fayde Verrdesi

[Fayde]

Fayde Verrdesi mizahar.jpg (18.03 KiB) Viewed 313 times Basic Information Race: Kelvic Birthday & Age : 91, Spring of 507 A.V. (3 years) Gender: Male Physical Description Human form- As for being a Kelvic, Fayde has two forms; human and animal. His human form is quite open and is commonly seen. He has rich golden eyes, with fair, light brown skin splashed with gold. He is always seen in a grey hoodie covereing his head and back with his chest exposed that was passed down by his father. His sharp, white canines and buzzed silver hair are often hidden with the lack of smiling and reveal of his hood. Animal form- Fayde has the descendent of a brown lynx, to which this form, is quite subtely seen. In the winter he has a coat of a whiter grey and spring and summer it is more brown and golden. In order to keep his human clothing and other items intact, he keeps them in a pouch which he carries over his neck, which is usually stored safe until departure. lynx1.jpg (28.29 KiB) Viewed 444 times Character Concept Fayde is considerably quiet when being socially active. He usually has his head down, hands in his pocket, not wanting to draw attention. He doesn't have a fear of them picking a fight with him, for he would easily win, he has an uncomfortablness and scars of his childhood. Quite and subtle, but vicious and muderous. Always hating and searching for something quite implausible. Though, matters change when he meets or smells an Inarta. Fayde will nearly kill every living Inarta in sight or smell if not controlled. Anger flares through his mind, fists and teeth clench and a deep, freightning growl will come from his throat when he senses an Inarta's presence. As for the other races that he might come across, don't be fooled by his nature, for he was born a killer. Character History Fayde was born into a rather small family deep within the Zastoska Mountains. A father Kelvic, taking on the form of a bobcat, and a mother Kelvic, the form of an elk, shifting backgrounds of history from both sides. The Verrdesi clan had never truly belonged to any sort of pack or been led by any leader. They traveled alone and with eachother. Occasionally they would come across dwindling Kelvic packs or tribes on their journey to Nyka, which would almost always end violently. Fayde’s father has always been dominant and strong, never letting his family down, protecting the bunch from threatning weather or prawling enemies. His gray hooded shirt, hand sewn by his mother and given to him as he left on his own journey, was always tied around his neck, symbolizing strength and determination. Fayde never really understood why his father set forth to Nyka, for Fayde loved the mountains. At only two months old, he was obviously cut out to be a predator. A natural, his father once said, though all predator Kelvic are born this way, Fayde had a knack for it. Prowling from heightened rocks or boulders, Fayde would stalk his prey, usually a rabbit, or a rodent, perhaps a small doe. He then would pounce with the quickest agility and hastiness before the unfortunate victim could make the slightest squeal. He would prance back, happy as can be, swiping at stray particles of plants and trees and tripping over his paws as he stepping in concave mounds of earth, catching up with his mother and father. One cold, black night, when Fayde was about two and half months of age, there was a vicious storm, screeching through the trees, that caught and trapped the pack as they nearly made it to the base of the north face of the Zastoskas. Lightning flashed and thunder roared while the rain pounded down, resorting the family into hiding. Then out no where, a black shadow swooped over them and ascended into the air. Seconds later, another black swoop. A faint sound of wicked laughter came from above as another shadow ambushed Fayde from the sky, shoved him against a rock, knocking him out, then once more falling into a small pile of leaves. The last thing he remembered that night of his family’s disappearance was the faint sound of laughter once more coming from the skies. When Fayde awoke the next day, dazed and confused, he slowly came to his feet and shook the wet leaves off his fur. He looked around, wide-eyed and sore, for his family but they were nowhere in sight. Then his eye caught a brown object laying in the leaves. He hastily and awkwardly ran over to the object. He put his paw underneath and pulled it up, looking at his fathers hooded shirt, with tears in his eyes. new lynx1.jpg (39.73 KiB) Viewed 359 times Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore) Stealth +13 Larceny + 12 Wilderness Survival + 9 Unarmed Combat + 8 Climbing +8 Hunting +10 (Racial) Lore Knowledge on Inarta Hunting Tactics Heightned Senses to the Presence of Inarta Equipment and Possessions 1 Black Tattered cloth shorts 1 Grey, hand made hooded shirt- Inherited from Father 1 Blunted Knife 1 Flint and steel Ledger 100 Mizas + 500 for no housing Thread List