So quiet yet ever so deadly

[☨Vasilia&☨]

Vasilia

Ice God

Va Sil A

Vas, V, Silia, Sil

Male

5

Anatu

member


Earth

meh why dont you talk to him and find out


meh why dont you talk to him and find out


Grey Wolf


Now Vasilia is rather large for his breed. He stands about 3.5 feet at his shoulders and his pelt is jet black with Blue markings on his ears, his face as well as his right front paw. Over his left eye is are large scars he got when he was young. You don't need to get to close to see his bright green eyes that seem to glow at night time. He is built for speed and agility, though his large stature doesn't make him seem like he would be quick on his feet. His pelt is very silky and smooth, His tail is very fluffy and longer then normal. His saliva that drips from his mouth is a deadly green color, though no one is really sure why it is green. His nails are also a bright green color


So Quiet yet so deadly

Insane


Obsession. That’s what it was. It ruled over Vasilia’s life, and made him cruel and heartless. He was obsessed, and he liked it. But to what, you might ask? Well, ever since he had been given the position of dark king. He had become entranced. The glow. The power. It was something that Vasilia wanted, and wanted for himself. So, of course, he became consumed by this. His greedy, obscure nature can surely only be blamed upon a careless addiction? He is nasty, and cold all the time, without ever a care in the world for what others might think. Sure, he is nice to his followers, but that’s just because he has to be. He's Alpha, now isn't he? Temperament ranging from thingyy, arrogant and morbid, to cunning, sly, and sinister, he is a brute to keep a watch of. His moods change as swiftly as the winds over the plains, his bright eyes always watching and waiting for that perfect moment in which he can make his move. He had plans, that much is easy to see. Big plans that involve not only a rabid killing spree, but also power and a lust for vengeance. Vengeance against all those that stand or stood in his way.

Firstly, he is terribly unforgiving. Nothing that you do to this brute will ever be forgiven or forgotten, and so it is mostly best to hold your tongue and actions around him. He takes everything seriously, and jokes about nothing. Solid and refined, he seems not to have a nice bone in his body. Even if he wanted to forgive you, he would most likely be incapable of it. His soul is dark, as is his heart, and he doesn’t plan to change for anyone. Mentally he’ll mark you as dead, even if he is acting ever so nice to you, and then one day you just won’t wake up. With every thingy of his brow, and twitch or agitation of his plume, he is silently reminding you that he’s always watching, and always judging. Nothing escapes him, and things that do are easily found out and dealt with. And by dealt -- well, you can only imagine what his twisted mind will push him to do. There are many other punishments aside from death that he finds extremely amusing and altogether efficient.

Secondly, Vasilia is cunning and sly. Instead of just out right saying what he wants, he assesses the options first. He carefully weighs out each and every aspect, and then chooses the best course of action. For instance, he knows that when stalking a deer it is always best to just lay in wait until the thing happens closer to you, and then launch your attack at a time in which you have to exercise a very little amount of energy. He likes to take that approach with every aspect of his life. Cunning and clever, this brute is one not only to be feared, but to avoid. He excels in all that he does, and that includes fighting. You wouldn’t want to be caught on the wrong side of Vasilia, lest you wish to find yourself in a nuts load of trouble. Beware that which you cannot control. Vasilia is on the loose.

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"For the longest time, I wandered, aimlessly through the Northern wastelands. For endless seasons my footprints were imprinted upon the powdery snow, alone. Yet there is time to change yet. All beasts may control their own destiny. What may mine be? I could not tell you even if I so desired. All I can tell you are tales of what was and what is. If you care to listen, then linger, stranger, and I will tell you about myself." "All creatures are given a name, whether they choose to use it or not. My own name was Vasilia, gave to by an unknown force, fore they knew my destiny. I remember nothing of my heritage - no memories of a loving mother or a strong father. Nothing resides within my mind or heart. I wonder indeed if I was born from the darkness. I am a mystery even too myself."

"My Dubbance is Vasilia but I have grown tired of it. I ask those who encounter me to use the name “V or Vas”. This is not my birth title, but it is a title. I care nothing for it." "If you have come to hear of my past, I lament that I have very little to tell you. My memory’s are of blood and Darkness. My endless thirst for my knowing of my past will never be satiated, until I discover who I truly am, and where I hail from. It is all I remember, waking on that cruel morning, the lands about me palled with deepest white, yet somehow stained with Darkness – The Darkness still creeps within my mind. And alone I have been since that fateful day."

"My home now is upon a terra of death - On the search for a nameless, faceless mystery. What secrets are hidden in my misted past, that fate would not have me see? I only hope that I will discover someday another that will help me, guide me, through this horrid life. Come to me, hidden past, show me the evil. This horrid life has made me morbid and blood thirsty."

Sheet © Erynn "Draco" W.
Character © vasilia
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