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Physical: Perfect health.
Mind: Fickle.

5.18.2017 - Built a fort for Miklimunnr with strong branches from the Ríkian forest. Coated the whole thing with moss to keep the insides dry. Spent the whole day with that before headed back to his home world.





Previously

5.16.2017 - Came in forest to relax after welcomed his dad back in his homeworld. Chilled on top of a log, fell asleep even, until a familiar presence woke him up from his light sleep. The noodle fawn from a few days ago, Miklimunnr. The fawn was like a compplete opposite to what he had been during their first meeting. Questioned this and got a vague answer. Tried to reason with the younger, but it quickly led to a brief argument. It was quickly resolved though and as the sniffling chrome pressed against him, offered the kid a shelter under his chest. Also hello people, Foxtrot, Rúna and Liam.

5.13.2017 - Was approached by a monochrome fawn who he had not seen before. Started off with a standoffish attitude, but decided to give the fawn a chance. Turned out to be a wise thing to do, as he gained a new friend. The fawn possessed no name, so gave him one that he thought described the kid perfectly; 'Miklimunnr', a loud mouth.
Ended up giving the monochrome a wooden figure from his stash, too. A sheep one, which he had gotten from Apprentice. Watched the kid light up with happiness and got an embrace which the Shieldwall returned with his own, shameless way of rubbing. Heard about the younger's plans of finding a best place for himself and that Hraustr could visit sometimes. Encouraged him to do just that, and watched the fawn prance off with his gift. Learned to give new faces, even rude ones, a chance before deeming them unworthy.

5.10.2017 - Has been occupied in his home world after Freyja's death. Has not taken an interest towards the twins she birthed just before her life was taken. Instead invested his time and energy towards his own siblings, older and younger.

4.23.2017 - Found a stranger staring the viking den upon arrival (Chrona). Returned the stare for a while from the other side of the bowl but as the creature seemed to be in his own world, thought nothing of it and went over to sniff him. Got sniffed back and settled down with the stranger. Fell asleep after a rough day in Riki, seemed to be out for hours. Woke up to the familiar scents of Liam and his mother who was lounging on Chrona. Huddled closer to the volt and savored in the proximity.

Edit// Earlier received hand forged metal tips for his antlers from Varg, heard they were given to him and asked to deliver by Tsabhi. Admired the look of them and made a mental note to thank Tsabhi when he would find her the next time.

4.16.2017 - Attended to the Rite of Passage in his homeland along with his siblings. Wore his best outfit as this was the event where he would receive his arm ring and swear loyalty to his kingdom and the king, and would finally be acknowledged as an adult among the viking society. Received a sword too along with an embrace from his father and a kiss from his mother. Proud and enthusiastic, couldn't repress a grin at all. ((Forgot to thank LEEM for the flowers in his hair, v fitting for the ceremony thank u leem))

In the middle of the ceremony his mother went into labor and the event came to an end as both of his parents and his godmother had to rush from the great hall. Had a hard time containing his eagerness to meet his new siblings, one reason being the fact that he would not be the youngest one any longer. Tried to focus to his arm ring and practice with the new sword while Canary's screams of pain made it rather difficult for the young viking and the moves ended up nervous and plodding.

The wait that seemed to last for hours was finally over when Varg came back with three newborns. Learned their names and held each one carefully with a loving smile spread across his face. Finally learned what being a big brother meant as he was filled with the need to protect these little beings with all he got. Learning bottle-feeding wasn't so much fun though, saw it as a job suited for women. Didn't mind after noticed how the milk affected the babies and could've kept going on and on.

After some hours of bonding, the babies were taken back to Canary, and took it as a cue to tell his mother how proud he was of her even though she had a nasty voice to yell with. Exited the doorway before the chance to get something thrown at himself came too close.

Later entered the forest and joined the group consisting of Varg, Rúna, Kolgrímr and little Jódís. Got the latter one pressed against his chest, happily ruffled the top of her head until it was the time for her to return back home. Eyed the sleeping Kol and presented his dad a real life lazy bag of meat in its natural habitat. Some rough sparring with dad occurred soon after, gave his all. Was about to call it quits until Kol joined and obviously had to push his own limits with fighting the older brother too.
Didn't consider it a defeat considering how long he had sparred before Kol managed to drag his lazy ass into the spar.

Left to sink into the stream in order to cool off. Also quenched his thirst before noticed a small being behind the pouring stone (Hlín). Circled to greet the fawn and tried to get a good sniff, but the young one clearly seemed uncertain about his presence. Didn't push the sniffs and plopped down instead in case the other would like to approach with her own pace. Fell asleep in the process of waiting because of the earlier spar and exhaustion, content and subtle snoring might or might not be heard.

4.10.2017
Coup de main'd Liam who was sleeping by the viking den and tried to flatten him. Got his legs bitten and yelled at, but didn't bother to move until he was satisfied with his work. Plopped down to his back next to the volt and instantly got a feisty pupper grabbing his neck. Mocked as a response in order to aggravate, asked if the youth even had teeth in his mouth and thus got his neck pulled and tugged, shaken like a bulldog would've. Could definitely feel it in a not-so-nice way but wasn't going to give the satisfaction of knowledge to Liam and thus just grinned at him. Told the Firebolt that he needs to train harder, got a response of the other not wanting to hurt him because of the wounds he already possessed.

Smug when the volt got off of him, considered it a win. Got questioned about his wounds, gave the pupper the harsh truth. Was met with insecurity which the norse found somewhat amusing, considering the feisty behavior just a minute ago. Also gave him some assurance, but wasn't exactly met with approval. Didn't care, as he wasn't looking for any. As Liam fell silent, so did Hraustr and even napped a while, relatively surprised when the younger was still around when he woke up.

4.7.2017
With the peak in the physical pain gone, now able to move around slowly without searing pain everywhere in his body. Tries to take it easy so the wounds would stay closed. Shows no signs of pain whatsoever even when it is there.

4.2.2017
Came into the forest to hang around by himself. Was quickly joined by Aethelind who kept her distance, thankfully. Elliot made an appearance too, even further distance. Greeted neither, just moped around. Then the player had to do stuff and restart the laptop so poof'd.

Changed the location and was again joined by Elliot, this time a lot closer than before. Granted him a glance but nothing more. Found his new face weird, but the scent was the same so didn't think much of it. Neither did nothing until his father came by. Was grabbed and lifted up from the ground. Let out a growl which was instantly met with a grab by his scruff and was pinned down by his father which then led into further rebellion from the Jötunn's side. The mutiny quickly came to a halt after some stronger biting from Varg. Got told to stop being a lazy bag of meat and that he should do something useful instead.
Enraged to be called lazy and took his leave from the scene.

Used his aggression to bulldoze around the forest, tearing down some smaller trees and thrusting against bigger ones. In the middle of all that, a stranger came by to stare at him with mock in his eyes (Titus). Spat at the stranger and got told "fuck you" in exchange. Replaced his target from trees to Titus and begun fighting with the full intention to kill or inflict lethal damage. Wasn't the easiest job with their size difference and the fact that Titus actually had a rather impressive rack upon his head.
Fought their way to the pond where Hraustr begun to dive to his enemy's feet, trying to get him to fall into his death. Eventually succeeded and as the body fell, was there to catch the throat with his teeth and begun suffocating/drowning Titus. Once his leg gave its final kick, took it as his cue to rip off the stag's tongue. When that was out of the way, started consuming the meat, having his own little feast right there in the pond. Afterwards broke the carcass' legs and left the remains for scavengers to find.

Didn't return to Ríki, instead got patched up by his sister near the pouring stone. Should it had been someone else, the Jötunn would've refused the treatment, but didn't want to snap at Lýsa twice in a row so let her do her thing in silence. Later grateful, after all. Unlikely to move from his spot for a while. Tired and in pain yet somehow content.

3.30.2017
Approached deep in the Ríkr forest by his father. Had a short talk with and was forced convinced to return. Learned how to control his newly achieved rage, but will take time before he is able to master the techniques he heard of. Got told that the Berserker rage is a gift, but had a hard time getting convinced. Was carried back home in his feral form.

Unwilling to take a humane form for now. Feeling detached but has mostly let go of the anger and allowing himself to grieve.

3.20.2017
Learned of the death of his nanny along with his siblings. Left the group to deal with his grief in his own way. Experiencing the Berserker rage for the first time in his life. Unable to control it for now, rages until passes out of exhaustion, continues upon waking.

3/9/2017
Spent a lot of time in the forest with his father, slept under his cloak after feasting with some salmons. Did take one fish to Liam's den which was not far from the berry bowl.
Woke up with some of his sisters gathered around (Rúna and Freyja), and later Böðvildr joined the party. Was asked to take a walk with Freyja, agreed. Led her around the forest, might or might not have passed by Aethelind with a well-aimed kick. Led the Bandit up on the large hill next to the berry bowl after catching a glimpse of a familiar elk on top of it. Greeted Elliot with a weird look, since he had apparently lost his mighty impressive rack somewhere. Got told that it was natural for deer to shed their antlers. Talked about the subject and got "challenged" into a contest of 'who will grow their antlers first'. P bummed when Elliot made antlers of, what seemed to be, pure light. Considered it a low blow and proceeded to sulk. Felt insulted after the elk questioned who was in charge of Böðvildr's safety since Hlif wasn't around. Solved that out somehow but felt irked nonetheless.

Noted Liam's presence, but was faced by Foxtrot who had floated around quietly. Got asked about their trade, almost pushed the fox out of the way after telling him to give him more time. Cut himself loose of the group and embraced Liam instead. Chewed on his long tail while got a bunch of questions thrown at him, again. Gave short answers with a mouthful of fur. Tugged the tail, and in return felt teeth around his back paw. Surprised more than anything, yelped and jumped, attempting to land onto the volt and crush him. Was however interrupted by his father; an instant lift in his mood. Told Varg who Liam was and that he was a friend. Excited when Varg told he could teach Liam to fish. Before they could execute the plan, Liam's mother made an appearance. Not sure how to feel about that, but gave a greeting before raced Liam to the pond, won more than clearly.
Waited for their more patient parents and proceeded to display Liam how fishing happened. Didn't need to watch his father to perform in excellent sync with him and caught a fish just a moment later after Varg. Didn't laugh when the volt failed to catch one, but did plop out the tip of his tongue.

Was left in charge of the teaching as father was called back home. Tried his best but the pupper Liam was too thrilled about the portal Varg had just made and disappeared into. Got questions flung at himself with godspeed. Displeased when the lesson was interrupted, but figured the easiest way out of it was answering thoroughly. Promised to show Liam a portal once his fishing technique would be flawless, then simply splashed water onto the other while leaping away, knowing this would rile him up good. Raced the younger wolf all around the forest, trying to tire him but that seemed impossible to do. Eventually gave up and took a seat on top of a pile of logs, soon got the volt right beside him.

Curiously watched a sudden ruckus take place under the hillside nearby. It seemed that something had exploded and now a fawn (Ichor) was missing a foreleg. Would've headed closer to investigate, but seemed that there were adults already who had discovered the gory happening. Felt Liam pressing closer to him, didn't mind. Continued to observe in silence through the night.

a date i dont remember gj
Was gathered to the great hall with all his siblings by Varg, got a speech about various things. Learned about his mother's new pregnancy.

- Hraustr would enter the great hall a little later than the two others, being brought from outside the building. He didn't know what it was about, but it must have been important since all of them were expected to be present. He reached his brothers and stood as the tallest of them, side-eyeing his siblings but mostly staring his father as he spoke. A hint of a grin would tug the Jötunn's right mouth corner when the expeditions were brought as a topic, and how the king wanted to take the kids with him. He knew his father would remember his request, so he would not try to bring it up at the moment. The news about new siblings was a surprise though. Hraustr blinked his eyes rapidly a few times while his eyebrows were lifted high. A vague look was given to his siblings, but he nodded along Raudr's words, and assured his father; "I will train even harder, father, to be able to protect the younger and set a good example." -

Has been training pretty much nonstop after the news. Came to the forest to have a little break. Sat with Freyja a good while. Was eventually approached by Liam. Sniffed the pupper thoroughly and waited until his defenses were low before rubbed himself against the Volt. Got the reaction he knew was coming and thus a sparring match ensued. Ran around with Liam in tow, forced him rear against tree and then attempted to drown him (not really tho). As the latter didn't work, jumped around the smaller wolf in order to splash water on him. The trick backfired anyhow, retreated with a soaking wet fur.
Settled among some flowers with Liam.

3/4/2017
Visited Freyja by their usual hang out spot right on the edge of the blue bowl. Almost spooked by Aethelind's instant appearance. Greeted the doe and waited for Freyja to acknowledge the presence of Aethelind too. Stood around a while after formalities, but eventually snuck around the place where he had left Liam. Not long after, the Volt appeared, and so did a stranger (Sloane). Sniffed the latter intently and exchanged nods as a greeting before took his place by Liam's side.
However the canine he was pretty sure was Liam's mother, appeared, and figured that was his cue to scoot. Didn't care to be around any mother that would be about to hear that someone (in this case, him) had put their kid in a bad mood. Slipped off the rock and trotted away, first to clean himself at the pond and then to sit on the large hill at the golden forest, right next to the blue bowl.
Much to his surprise, joined again by Aethelind. Wasn't bothered by the company at all, quite the contrary.

3/2/2017
Entered the forest and was instantly met with the appealing and fresh scent of rain. Clearly it had been raining just a while ago. Reached the playground rocks and thought he would sit there a while, but was instantly approached by Aethelind, jumped down from the stone to greet her.
Careful sparring on the largest rock occurred, didn't care to fall from the heights, but kind of wanted to see aethelind miss a step. : } Wasn't that lucky though.
Stared a stranger (Gabriel - Kamaya's) from the distance until sat down with Aethelind and rested a good while. (player afk'd a few hours)
Eventually grew restless ans as Aethelind was still asleep, wandered off to stretch his legs a bit. Had a comprehensive jog around the forest after cleaning his face by the pond. Possessed no interest in joining groups and the lack of individuals made him return to Aethelind's side, who was still very much asleep.
Not many minutes after, watched a familiar canine (Starless) trotting from the bowl with a shadow in tow (Liam). Got sniffed from behind by the former before had the time to get up, got back to the male by jumping at him from the rock. Again hugely amused by the blotchy one's cowardly essence. Watched Starless and Liam interact and waited for Liam to come to him, which he soon did. Obviously had no other options than to spar, even welcomed it. Enjoyed the action no matter how sore his body was. Even rubbed on Liam just to annoy and make the other give his all. Such roughhousing soon woke Aethelind up. Tried to hoax her to join the spar, but she didn't seem very willing so let it be and continued with Liam until both were tired enough to lie down.
Spoke with Liam for the first time as the Firebolt asked for his name. Gave it and got Liam's too, but the following conversation spiraled into wrong direction and learned that the younger didn't know what a 'father' was. Tried to explain the self-evident concept, but lacked the words to do so, and thus blamed Liam for not knowing. Was met with a sad pupper, realized that not everyone necessarily had a father. Tried to console that it was okay and closed the gap between himself and the other, even placed his head onto the other's back, as it was one of his ways of comforting when words did no justice. Prepared for the night in the forest instead of his own, comfortable bed, just to keep the Volt company.


2/27/2017
Met with Rúna and Hrafn, spent time at the blue bowl with the two until a thorn antlered stranger (Winter, x) came around all huffy and puffy, taunting and threatening. Stood up and matched the threats with his own for a brief moment, but eventually lunged at it with Hrafn in tow.
Sank his teeth into the mean spirit with force, a mistake. Got a mouthful of thorns which ripped open his gums easily. Retreated only for a second to spit out the spikes and to think of a new strategy. This time used his body weight against the creature and took advantage of his thick fur. Couldn't avoid the thorns fully, but didn't care about the stings in the heat of the moment.
Eventually got the best of the creature and watched it vanish. Spat and growled after it, considered the thing to be gone. Started plucking out the thorns carefully with his sore mouth, gratefully accepted when Rúna offered to help.
Joined by Bree, then stupefied soon after when the creature from before came back for more. This time blinded by rage from the sheer insult the being offered by appearing back before his eyes, attacked with all he got. The anger made him a rather clumsy fighter though, and this time took more damage than during the first round. Without the feeling of pain, used his teeth and bit whatever he could reach (sorry if I got you too Hrafn), rammed into the spirit and used his antlers (albeit small).
Won again with Hrafn and tried to end the spirit by grabbing its neck with the other wolf and snapping it. Couldn't manage to snap the neck, but the creature dropped objects instead when shaken. The being managed to disappear again, but this time it seemed to be gone for good. Couldn't bring himself to calm down for a good while, but once the anger dissolved, noticed the amount of objects scattered around the bowl. With sensitive paw pads, took a look around. Ended the tour with new items that he claimed as trophies of his and Hrafn's victory (a boar skull, feathers, bone flute and various critter skulls).

Joined by the Apprentice who came with treats from another land. Couldn't really eat anything right now, so just tasted with the tip of his tongue and soon nosed them towards the others and instead observed the Apprentice's crafting and kept an eye on the surroundings.
Couldn't manage to pull off the thorns with his sore mouth, tried though and bled all over himself while at it, decided to take a bath. The cold water felt ah-mazing, dipped in the stream fully in order to let the current remove the goddamn spikes. Then hello Liam you spy. And hello awkward moment of Liam meeting Rúna which ended in... Liam taking off OK.
Still feeling the irritation lingering, but embraced his sister momentarily to ensure her that he was okay.
Followed Hrafn and Rúna to Liam's whereabouts. Would've rather spend some time alone but didn't want to risk the chance of the mean spirit returning when he wasn't there, so stuck around, tho separated from the others. Later the group dwindled away to just himself and Liam. The latter snooped closer, didn't mind at this point anymore as he started to feel more at ease.

2/26/2017
Here's simple updates from today (inserts excuses of being tired and in pain, what a loser).
- Was introduced to Valak by Freyja
- Played with Hlif's daughter, Böðvildr, in their feral forms for the first time
- Met with a stalker Liam whose cover was blown by an adult (Starless), sniffed the latter before a spar with Liam originated. Didn't give his all but didn't sugarcoat his moves too much either, the younger pupper would need to learn eventually. After that didn't excuse his intrusive ways
- Saw and sniffed several new faces (Soét, Devereux, Lina)
- Noticed a fight was going on nearby when others started shifting around him
- Realized that Hlif's other daughter, Bree was dangerously close to the fighting duo, instantly went over and made sure no harm would even look at Bree's way. Lots of frowns when Liam and co followed, guys I got this
- The fight seemed to dissolve, but felt the need to look after Bree for some more. At the same time others around him seemed to relax aside from Liam who expressed various signs of being in distress. Didn't understand why (cause a dork player is a dorrrk) so kind of just.. tried to smack him into his senses (Also romped briefly with Kolgrimr around here). As the mentioned didn't work out, disrubted the Firebolt's personal space again, while still keeping an eye on Bree
- After a loo-ooot leaning against Liam, the younger seemed to relax, but that was probably the work of a new face who the False Charge greeted eagerly (Jacquelyn). Also greeted the red one and was coaxed into another spar by who other than Liam. Amused by his apparent distaste for rubbing against him, so continued that obviously until settled down to rest, also how do I end updates. Let Liam decide where the line of good taste was drawn, got no more snuggles. That's okay, I'll keep myself warm.








Basics


HRAUSTR VARGSSON

Name meaning brave, stout-hearted
Titles ● Buðlungr, Jötunn, Jǫrmungandr, Shieldwall, The
Age ● Born 10th of June, 875 A.D (ages in Ríki). Young teen
Sign ● Gemini
Sex ● Cis male
Identification ● The shieldwall
Species ● Cervine x canine beast
Diet ● Omnivore, Exocannibalist
Scent ● Ocean and sandalwood
Speech ● Searching, has a thick norse accent
Size ● #10
Reference x
Faceclaim ● Alexander Ludwig, current look


In-Forest Appearance


Zombie pelt
Skull mask
Swan antlers


Appearance insight


Dark and matte fur, apart from the bright red markings under his eyes, in his chest, rump and tail. White dots right above his eyes, so it looks like his eyes are open even when he sleeps. Overall usually looks like an ordinary wolf pup. Large canine teeth hidden inside his mouth, very much visible if he snarls or voices himself in any way.

Very healthy fur and physique due to his viking diet and training, muscular. Largest of his siblings since their birth. Has every intention to keep it that way by bulking up with any means necessary.















Extent



Aspiring ● Clever ● Courageous ● Curious ● Daring ● Energetic ● Forthright ● Genuine ● Independent ● Loyal ● Observant ● Sociable

Free-wheeling ● Stubborn ● Uninhibited

Argumentative ● Impatient ● Imprudent ● Insensitive ● Meddlesome ● Vindictive

● Extreme curiosity towards canine like creatures like himself.
● Does not take insults well and can see them where there are none.
● Politeness is the key word to him. If you're polite, he is polite.
● Not particularly possessive of other living beings nor places around the forest, does not mind sharing his space with others.
● Extroverted, thus finds no problem approaching new faces and getting introduced.
● Can and will hold a grudge. Not quick to forgive, but willing to mend things considering how close the relationship is.
● Family-oriented. Blood is thicker than water. Would go between harm and his family no matter the consequences.
● Drawn to physical closeness. Uses it as a way of comforting and generally just likes to be near others. Also has his hermit days.
● Takes failure hard, spends most of his time bettering himself and his skills.
● Fearless about death. A honorable death in a battle would grant him access to Odin's great hall where he would feast among the fallen soldiers of his kin and Odin himself. However, not keen to exit this world and tries his best to survive and keep his loved ones alive, too.
● Forms quick opinions and judgments about others. Trusts his own eyes and experience, believes no gossips nor warnings before has deemed them true himself.



More to come. cmon asshead write these already and make them more fancy.




Possessions






● Polar bear pelt from Varg
● Enchanted gyrfalcon from Varg
● Vegvisir pendant from Varg
● Yr pendant from Varg
● Munin plushie from Lothaire
● Shared giant Midgard Serpent plushie from Lothaire
● Storybook
● Wooden sword from Genesis
● Magical golem doll from Exordus
● Deer onesie from Lebannen
● A shared soft-ball sized crystal that glos in the dark from Lebannen
● Several squeaky toys in the shapes of different birds from Lebannen
● Jolly ball from Kuwaka

Gift from Austr;

For all the kids(shared);
● A young elephant.
● A finger trap
● A chess board w/pieces made out of tusks.
For Hraustr;
● An ornamental dagger from Austr with draconic illustrations carved into the blade. Gilded.
● A serpent necklace.
● A maltese tiger-headed cloak
● An enchanted snake skeleton familiar. Alive despite it's looks, venomous. Slithers around, can stay "idle" as a necklace around it's owner's neck.
Wooden figures from The Apprentice

● A set of norse leather wrist cuffs with the Midgard Serpent carved into it, from Freyja, Christmas 2016
A T-Rex skull from Lothaire, Christmas 2016
● A key to a hunting cabin up in the Rikr mountains gifted by Varg, Christmas 2016
● A Norwegian Fjord/Clydesdale'ish foal sired by Balder. Gifted by Varg, Christmas 2016
● A wooden spoon carved by Hlif with an animal figure on the shaft, Christmas 2016
● Big wolf onesie from Lebannen, Christmas 2016
● Cans of silly string from Lebannen, Christmas 2016
Rune pendant from Lysa, Christmas 2016












Combat


Showing signs of becoming a skilled fighter. Has an impressive record for someone of his age already. Training daily with the help of his family or by himself, wants to set a good example for everyone. Even without his will would be forced to train in order to become a great viking soldier.


Usually a fair fighter unless his rage gets a hold of him. May help those who are clearly outnumbered if he sees it fit, but usually does not care to interfere unless someone close to him is included in a brawl. Young kids are also someone he feels the need to protect.


In fights uses his body mass to his advantage. Quickly picks up speed and crashes against his opponent. Possesses a perfect control of his own body and its movements. Attempts to take a hold of the opponent with his teeth and tear off chunks of flesh and/or try to take down the body. Dives to the feet for the same purpose also. Learning to use his growing antlers for his advantage, but is not yet skilled with his rack.

In severe situations aims for the jugular. Can crush even sturdy bones to splinters if gets a good grip.

Can get reckless if gets too angry and forgets all about defense. Able to fall into berserker rage, an ability that comes from his father's side of the family. More info about it later...........







Relations


Parents

Canary ● Mother. Loved and adored.
Varg ● Father. Loved and idolized. Starting to show signs of rebellion towards his authority.

The family tree x

Siblings

Kolgrímr ● Older brother. Loved.
Rúna ● Older sister. Loved.
Rauðr ● Older brother. Loved.

Jǫrð ● Younger sister. Loved. Protective of.
Jódís ● Younger sister. Loved. Protective of.
Jǫkull ● Younger brother. Loved. Protective of.


Half Siblings

Hrafn
Ylva
Lýsa
Freyja (deceased)
Ísleif
Grimr (deceased)

Extended

Lilu ● Godmother
Hlif ● Aunt figure, guardian. Extremely fond of. Deceased. Refuses to talk of.
Böðvildr ● Hlif's daughter, considered family
Bree ● Hlif's daughter, considered family
Ragnarr ● Nephew
Þórví ● Niece

Close

Liam ● While the only rallying point with the two seems to be their endless energy and the need to prove their strength, finds it easy to be in the volt's presence. Cannot always comprehend his antics, but is willing to try and even finds himself trying harder to understand than he would with other forest residents. Amused by his need for space, invades it often just to see the reaction. Perfect company for rough sparring. Easily his closest tie within the forest.

Positive

Chrome ● ' Miklimunnr '
Aethelind ● ' Valmogi '
Tsabhi ● ' Kǫttr ' - A huge kitty that let him sniff her tummy and lotsa cuddles. Also gifted him hand forged metal tips for his antlers.
Glaucia

Acquaintances


Hiroshi
Elliot
Fay
Foxtrot ● Struck a deal with. Will honor his part of the trade.

Probs some more too

Negative

Cillian - Threatened his brother. Wouldn't mind manhandling him.
Maggot - Got laughed and disrespected by. Not a pleasant face to see around.
Titus - Greatly insulted by. Killed and consumed.
Winter - Threatened and attacked by. Killed with the help of Hrafn.


Met; Kuwaka (-), Alison (+), Ashe (+), Rossamund, Starless, Hlín, Chrona













Arts


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Arts by me ●

By Awentia ●
By Kamaya ●
By Luksus ●
By ratt ●
By Vessan ●







disclaimer
CSS complied by Unplugged, art by myself. Size chart belongs to Apeldille. Snake drawing commissioned from Niriya.

This biography will more than likely eventually contain violence/gore, profanity, sexual themes, and might not be limited to those. Please view at your own discretion.

Hraustr is 99% in character at all times unless helping with a set or getting his pelt.
As a player I am responsible for his actions. If something he did bothers you, or you would like to engage in a private roleplay, don't hesitate to add me on Skype (mimoidesilus).

And roleplay is encouraged, be it here or via Skype.

Please do not hesitate to approach him, he is very sociable!




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But I must explain to you how

But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness.

No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure.

To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it? But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure? On the other hand, we denounce with righteous indignation and dislike men who are so beguiled and demoralized by the charms of pleasure of the moment, so blinded by desire, that they cannot foresee
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One morning, when Gregor

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.

The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me? " he thought. It wasn't a dream.

His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops