Identity }
Dag's full name is pronounced '
I-or-dag-nyre', and was given the title
'The Fortress' in recognition of the guardianship he gives to and inspires in others. He is a symbol of unyielding strength of will and exhibits an impenetrable, one-pointed focus to rise above any situation. The emblem of victory - the Peregrine Falcon - still remains with him from his first and very old title of 'Wings of Peregrine'.
The Fortress }
Voice - Deep bass; an equal balance of gentility and authoritative power associated with a voice of moral substance and leadership. Feral vocalizations are rare from him, though he is known to produce brontidal rumbles and has an extraordinarily low, growling bellow.
Scent - His scent is very gustatory - likened to the smoulder of a warm, damp bonfire in the middle of open fields; burnt soil of old forests long gone.
Build - Based on an old-world ice giant
Eucladoceros species; the first species of deer genus to have highly evolved antlers yet is a primitive mass of strong bone and muscle. His body type is a visually solid domination with a dense muscular structure most noticeable around his barrel-chest and shoulders, reinforcing the relatively short, strong neck that bares the weight of a heavy square skull - resembling more bull than deer - and its gargantuan artillery; both of which being the most prominent indication of his skeletal bulk. Being top-heavy, his posture is almost restricted to one position when still. A long body means legs are stationed far apart to accommodate and spread the weight, and his head is always held high in balance giving him a kingly air, which is also reflected in his fluid and powerful gait. At full speed, there is very little that can stop his bulldozer momentum.
Antlers - Fortress by design. Supernumerary, elongated branched-antlers where the beam has grown outward behind him, tines growing upward; his outer primary tines are the largest and grow into long forward-facing pincers. There are 12 tines per pedical and are split into four sets, all of which together are specifically designed to interlock with any antler type. Central clusters suited to single beam pronged deer, outer and brow tines designed for the larger supernumerary or palmated antlers such as Irish Elk. They are incredibly thick, astonishingly heavy, and an impenetrable defense that cannot be breached.
Visual - His coat is made up of dense, varying shades of grey that give him an overall arsenic colouration, but his mane and face are the most striking; dirty white for the most part with a carnelian-red pattern draped around the contours of his beady-eyed, frill-cheeked face. The white of his mane continues only half-way under his stomach, and ends in a point with a very thin separating line of charcoal.
There is also an enormous patch-scar that tears through the left side of his neck which is coupled with the nick in his ear on the same side. This was given to him by the Spring Wolf in 2010*.
Conqueror - Being the placid giant he is, Dag never lowers his antlers without reason; rarely has his combat been seen within the peaceful confines of the forest. However, heed the warning of his scar. Events leading up to his present existence shed further light on this war-hardened battler. There is something prehistoric and almost predatory about his combat - the misfortune of colliding with such a monolith is simply an all-sensory deluge.
Antediluvian }
Iaurdagnire's story has become that of Endless Forest legend, starting in 2009 and ending in 2013. His story involves the Forest, the Gods, and the spiritual embodiment of the Seasons whom he served with perpetual lives as a God-given duty. Dag wanted to escape, and continually fought for a life and death that was his to dictate; to cease to be a higher power's fuel for intellectual evolution. But in learning about his place in the world and a way to put an end to his duties, he became even more lost. Ultimately, Dag's story is an exploration of purpose and morality in all forms, and almost entirely community driven. The community has been involved in each section in some way, and these are referred to as "Season Events" by those who have participated; the events were designed for everyone to enjoy, regardless of the story.
Background art by J!n
Core }
Ravenflight - The Queen His love and greatest treasure; indescribably bound to her like no other. Their history had long ran parallel, and although their paths crossed only rarely in bygone years, they were connected by a deep empathy for their respective trials and desire for freedom. Behind closed doors they each played a part in helping each other fulfill a purpose in order to escape, and then found themselves lost without it. When Dag returned to the forest, Ravenflight tried to help him re-adjust through her understanding of what it is like to feel truly detached from the world around you. As they spent more time together, Dag increasingly began to dote on her and fell very deeply in love. Captivated by her in every way. Ravenflight has given him a new purpose, and Dag is utterly devoted to her continued happiness. Adores and is enchanted by everything she is.
Cry - The Ace Guardian; a source of security; life indebted to. Dag has known Cry for a long time, and upon his return was healed by him (
see 'War Drum' Act V). Displays an affectionate "big brother" attitude towards the small white stag when around him.
Ephiré - The Jack An unspoken natural affinity; indebted to. The two giants have much in common with the way they cope with the world around them, and it is this understanding that lead Ephiré to become the catalyst in Dag's journey (
see 'Catalyst' story arc Act I-III). Has a profound trust in him and admires him greatly. He is also the only deer within the forest to have witnessed the full brunt of Dag's combat.
Virgil/The Red - Part of the Fortress' strong foundations. One of his oldest friends of a different world to his own, wild and unrestricted. At the time of his trials, Dag thought of Virgil's existence as "real", moreso than his own and one he wanted to achieve. Events between then and now strongly effected Dag, but their friendship remains strong and has been rebuilt. [to be re-written]
Yes, I'm really thankful.
Alpay was the one she got mixed up with. :b There was one more as well, but I can't remember the name. But no Taegan, I think. :b
Rofl! That's amazing, and
1) That last screenshot is
2) I hope Uncle Dag is ready to be terrified about squashing his tiny Goddaughter.
Yes Kiyo 8D I mean it would
"My little Kao-Kao" ..sounds
Thank you for dancing with me
The CSS is admirable. So neat and organized.
Kimi - You're right...
Ganz - I thought I should take note of that sophisticated fawn... Glad I did! You were interesting to watch.
Thank you for the css compliment too. Though, I can't take all the credit; Unplugged and Ravyn are the css gods (:
:] I must agree. I am
I must agree. I am constructing a biography but would surely have been unable to do so without all of those code blogs. I came with knowledge of CSS and have learned much more here. Your about:blank blog has also proved very helpful. Thank you for posting all of that for everybody.
I had forgotten about that
Very generous, thank you. I
The fawn that accompanied
She's a little shy, but she was curious of Dag.
traack BECAUSE I HAVENT
BECAUSE I HAVENT ACTUALLY DONE THAT YET
Silver - That fawn had my
Cheese & Pineapple on a toothpick - sayWHUUUUUUUUUUUT.
Wow, that's weird. O_o
Yeah, she does. It's on my account, but I'll post you a link.
Clicky!
Thank you for the link, she
"You like it dirty." /RUN
/RUN
"The insolence! Someone needs
*rubs balls over*
/MM
"Argh! Watch it, Sir 'Nire,
"I enjoyed the grooming...but
"Hitting the mushrooms hard
"I'm glad you enjoyed being groomed, because you are perhaps my favourite victim! I think it's because you're a champion at staying still."
Has Dag's picture gotten a
Has Dag's picture gotten a
sexyupgrade or have I just not seen it in a while? o:I only updated it today, so
I didn't do too much to it, the first one was always a work in progess. He looked short before, so I lengthened his legs, re-did his shitty hooves and shaded it properly (and flipped it to show his full design). Though I think I'll end up re-doing the shoulder because while I want it to show the strain of carrying his huge
titsantlers, it looks like he's trying to bear the weight of a cruise-liner 8|I'm glad you like it XD
Dag is such a teddy bear.
"Sir... your behind is
Jin - I have a bear version
Vee - "If you're so keen to comment, then you wouldn't mind cleaning it. Chop-chop."
"Sure." Cleans face.
"Cheeky git."
The steel grey doe approaches
"Where did you spring from?
Dag gave a full bow back, not that he had any choice; it was a wonder he didn't topple over craning to keep his heavy antlers from hitting the ground. He stood back up and examined her name, but couldn't place it.
"I've not seen you before. What is your name?"
We must roleplay sometime.
You're free to start one
I could start if you wanted... but... I suck... xc
Quote:Though I think I'll end
He could be one of those mules that used to pull boats along the canals 8>
Lol, I so badly wanna RP too, but I have no clue what to do. Gimme a bit, I'm sure my playlist will inspire me later tonight. Fweh.
"Hiihi, hello. My name is
...Yours?"
She asked with a gentle giggle. Her cobalt pools were focused on his name floating between his massive tines.
Azura - LOLYES. Dag should be
I understand, I mean I'm having a temporary stall with Dag's updates so I doubt my rps are going to be brilliant right now anyway haha.
Ryff - OOC... Did Dag meet Stali yesterday? I helped someone get a bunch of sets and I swear that was one of the pictograms... If not, it's just me getting 2nd Gens confused.
"Pleased to meet you Stali. My names Iaur-... Dag. Call me Dag."
He smiled warmly, deciding to spare even himself the grief of saying and then explaining his full name.
There was a moment of silence.
It wasn't that Dag was shy, it was simply that... he had never been a good conversation starter. In fact, the bull never spoke unless spoken to.
I can totally see him hauling
Driver - Come on, just a bit more!
Dag - Stop. Please. Pleeeeaasseee ~
15 miles on the Errie Canal,
She's a good old worker, and a good old pal.
15 miles on the Errie Canal.
-BRICK'D-
Oh hai, RP post coming your way. Do what you will with it 8>
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Winter. Oh how she hated it. While it was a nice excuse to scare everyone, her white coat blending in perfectly, allowing for playful pranks, the biting cold was hardly the ideal compromise. She found it quite difficult to get up when awake, preferring to curl up into her lone ball and shiver - no, tremble.
As a Thylacine, it was no different. If anything, it was worse. Her smaller body made her more susceptible, and she be damned if she wandered around in that form for long.
She wakes, freezing cold, and thoroughly annoyed as such. She curls tighter, her tail covering the tip of her nose. She sticks out like a sore thumb, her sandy brown coat patterned with ebony stripes easily giving her away.
It isn't until she catches a familiar scent on the wind that she even so much as stirs, dull honey gold eyes surveying the area. She can't see him, but he's there, that's for sure.
By some unnoticed action that had taken place, the Thylacine's now just a few feet from him, fighting her shaking body, trying to keep it still. She bows slowly, and rises slowly before speaking, her back molars clutching each other fiercely, trying to stave off chattering teeth.
Hey you. Long time no see.
Not to be a bother, but by
That black line only appears
Azura - OH YOU.
I'll have to level up to reply to this *rare-candies self*
OH PSSH - Flicks
Careful - I might just start glitching to produce mass Rare Candies. You can't escape the loopholes of technology. -SHAKES FIST-
Oh okay. Thank you. :]
OH YEAH. WELL. In my current
In my current game, my name is EPIC?!?!, and because of that name, when I try to do that glitch, I run into trainers with 6 Mewtwos B| Like a Boss.
I just LOL'D so freaking hard
6 Mewtwos, huh? The scientists have been busy, I see. 8>
Y'know, if you take it from the game's standpoint, Mew gives birth to Mewtwo. So if she's popping out 6 of them, well...I feel incredibly bad for her.
... My game will now never be
Haha, I want to watch the first (and only, I refuse to acknowledge the existence of others >|) pokemon movie now. I am not ashamed to admit I have that sucker on DVD.
I have it on VHS.
+ 1
Lol, I like the other movies to be honest (Save for the 6th, 7th, and 9th ones) - though, concerning the first, the Japanese version is so much better than the English version. fksfksk
P.S. Glad I was able to render your mind helpless with that thought 8>
I... have it on VHS
DOUBLE-FAIL K.O.
I have the first 4 on
-HARDCORE-
OOC ; Yes, you spammed her. I
Stali smiled as well, enjoyed the silence with her eyes glancing between the nearby old oak and Dag. Conversation wasn't easy for the steel grey doe either, beyond greetings and small talk afterwards she hardly said a word.
"So Dag, what brings you to this part of the forest?" she asked as she looked up at him with a bit of a, 'Dear-lord-what-am-I-saying' look before letting out a soft giggle.
I have always loved your css
Now I have something that I can express that with.
*run*
^ LOL
^ LOLLOL
ROFL KAOORI Arigatou
Arigatou =D
Azura - 4? You ridiculous human being! xD
He turned, the bright sun glinting off the frost that had accumulated at the tips of his antlers. Winter was Dag's favourite time of year, though he couldn't work out a real reason why other than the fact the temperature suited him. Any change of season should strike fear into his heart, but Winter had always seemed... easy.
The lumbering brute scanned the area, then looked down at the Thylacine. Never had he been fond of that form, but his distaste was visible now. She seemed to remind him of the creatures he had slain back when he was taken away from the forest, and just looking at her brought back that memory of heat and ash.
"You look cold."
He couldn't say anything else.
Ryff -
It seemed like an odd question, but funnily enough Dag had to look around to see exactly where he was. He had his favourite spots, and the areas in between were inhabited with complete indifference; wherever he stands is merely a path to where he was going.
"My destination I suppose... I was on my way from the pond to Dandelion Hill. Would you like to walk with me there? It has a nice view."
He side-stepped, showing the way.