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]
It's not meant to be too
You have a Jerome avatar. I love it <3
PAGE 24 IS MINE.
NO, YOU STOLE THE PAGE RIGHT
-TANTRUMS-
thank you, by the by &hearts
Iaurdagnire, Here... &hear
Here...
♥
Peregrine falconnnn ♥
lol I saw that and I was all
Dag, you'll be sure to play
Tracking (:
The girl beings to roar with
More like very, very amused.
Dag, oh Dag, you oughta know,
I'm awful glad you don't say no.
Her laughter is bubbly, highly elated. This is certainly one of her better nights.
Ah, it's perfectly fine. I'm accustomed to awkwardness. Though I am terribly honoured that you think so highly of my helm like that.
She sits beside him, taking the time to enjoy the chilly Autumn breeze. She turns and smiles, happy to have able to play around.
You're welcome. It's always nice to have quiet times with friends you hardly see. I wish I could be around more often...meh.
She lowers her head, sulking.
But I do enjoy the times I do get the chance to play around. Puts me in high spirits, really.
Kaoori - "Miss out on playing
Azura - <3!
I will reply to rps soon guys, sorry I take years (';
"It was very nice to meet
You had random timing. O_o It was a delicate situation, darn you. XD
But I had fun hopping about. Thanks for that. ^_^
Dag's brow raised as he gave
"It was a pleasure to finally meet you. You'll be okay, Zach - you both will."
His voice sounded as if he was giving him a firm and encouraging pat on the shoulder.
(;
I was going to stop by and
*Had to look up the
...
T///T
^ LOL &hearts
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Haha Vee xD Awh it's okay
Awh it's okay Kaoori <3
Is it okay if I stop all the rps that were left? I've been... creatively exhausted in all aspects /:
It's completely okay for me
Ah, it's perfectly fine! Do
(No subject)
<3~
"D8!"
That first one makes me melt
The second makes me go "ROFLWHUT."
I think the first one sums up
"Robin my lad! You've grown!"
\^D^/ "MAAAAAAAAA~"
Dag: *Destroyed by adorableness*
And lol poor Vir.
Riding a Dag. You're doing it wrong.
(imagine a chihuahua carrying
The little shika trotted toward the huge stag with a purpose, although weighted down by something large she dragged behind her. Every now and then she would stop to fix her hold on it, then began her trek again, huffing and puffing by the time she got close. With a large -thwop-, Kaoori dropped a huge tree branch to the ground before Iaurdagnire.
Sir Dag! You have to try these. I just brought some to Noe-chan. I found them waaay back in the birch woods, and since they simply wouldn't rip off the tree, I dragged a branch to you. They're some of the sweetest leaves ever!
It was hard to know how the little doe had gained such strength to carry and rip the huge branch off the tree. But she seemed quite pleased with herself.
(I dunno, prego power I guess. |D ROFL. )
rofl holy crap that's so
Dag stared wide-eyed as he watched the speck of a deer dragging the branch toward him. He should have helped, really, but he was too caught up in the spectacle.
"How did you..."
He looked Kaoori over and was quite amazed. Perhaps maybe even a tiny bit frightened.
"Something tells me I should stay on your good side lest you rip off one of my antlers, hm-hm. Thank you, Kaoori, this was very sweet of you."
♥
After I saw that awesome
OH MY GOD! This is just awesome. I love your character, and his history is great - a very good idea, one that I've never heard of before. I'll be sure to read through all of them in time <3.
And - and - there is more art! *faints*. If you accept comissions, here is your screaming fangirl (okay, the picture may be exaggerated, but seriously. This art!!!)
... I know I sound cheesy, but I am just astonished. Sorry! <3
Do you RP in this blog, or is it possible to contact you elsewhere? I am new, so my deer may act quite strange in the forest.
Argh, I could just eat you up
Unfortunately I don't do commissions ): drawing takes me quite a long time, and I rarely have the muse or the time I'm afraid. I'm happy you like my art so much though, it means a lot (:
I giggled so hard writing it.
Go on, make sure you eat all of it. And with that, she lay down, tucking her legs underneath her like a cat, content.
God. I FORGOT to track this.
The music, the layout, the pictures, the bio... I like just all <3
&hearts
Avatar by Awentia, signature by Wildflowerdeer
Haha, I need to get
Kaoori - I want a Kao-Kitty
Solaya - Thank you (: ♥
Quad - You know what would be awesome... A line of long masks, and a head-tilt mexican wave.
You're probably with your
(clickyy)
♥
Hello again
Sorry for pestering again, but you just blew my mind.
If you'd been on MSN or I had your contact, you'd probably have died of laughter. Ask Hraefn or Vee.
<33333333333 Thanks a lot!!!
(Hm. I said I wouldn't do this again. But I did. I promise, I keep such outbreaks to myself next time. In terms of anti-harassment. Promise.)
Firefli - Hi! Haha sorry if
I love the screenshots ♥ I'm glad Dag hasn't been forgotten about... I was starting to get worried that you wouldn't be around anymore (x
Calinka - I came online specifically to meet you - I saw your pictogram on the live map and thought NOW OR NEVER haha. My msn is at the bottom of Dag's bio under Contact, so feel free to add me if you like (:
Don't feel bad for chatting to me on here either, I love being talked to so don't promise to stop whatever you are calling "outbreaks"! XD
No it's ok, I just didn't
But I was thinking of getting on sometime soon, especially around Halloween <3
That would be nice (: I guess
Yeah... that's about 7 hours
Oh my gosh D8 how did we ever
Seriously don't make special arrangements, I wouldn't want to ask that of you. I guess I'll just see you when I see you (:
Oh, that's so kind of you,
That bit of ROFL'ing and running around I enjoyed so much. Thanks! <3
And even moar <3 and Thanks for MSN-contact sharing, I'll do that right away!! The name's C41ink4, in case you wonder. Yeah, it's strange, but when I chose that name I thought it's.... 'coooOoool' <.<. I'll try not to harass you too much. Hraeth says I'm not clingy but... but... oh, you'll see. <33
Edit: My MSN found two contacts with your Email so... perharps try to add me? (c41ink4 @ hotmail . com) I'm not quite sure whether -my- invitation worked, that is.
Ergh, it still thinks I use
*Ayal headbutts Dag and runs
Hiya dag XD
Love the new bio header image!
ah, this is such a neat
Kovah - KOVAH! Long time no
Thanks! Though I think I might change it again, something isn't quite right about it.
Tikwid - Thanks (: I don't believe we've met in forest either. I love your member name by the way.
((BEHOLD! RP-post ahead.
"Sir Iaurdagnire! Sir Iaurdagnire!"
The young piebald doe was hopping - no, leaping in a breakneck speed into Dag's direction. The neat azure feathers tucked to her ears were fluttering in the wind, like her significantly longer tail. Over her face was a wide smile spread, expressing the same joy as her soft, azure eyes.
Indeed Aurora was very happy to see him again - she absolutely adored him since the day she spend snuggled up in his pelt. It may seem childish or daring to anyone else, maybe even Dag, but what Aurora felt was honest - the child's honesty about what she likes and what not. Absolute, pure.
It seemed Kaoori liked to do
Aa... Sir Dag..
Calinka >>>> Dag's torn
Dag's torn ear swiveled in Aurora's direction before the turn of his head caught up with it. He smiled at the speedy little doe, and was suddenly reminded of a dear fawn friend of his, Kiraki, who also greeted him in a similar but still more excitable way. In fact, he would have mistaken her for Kiraki at first if it wasn't for how she called his name.
"That will not do!" He called out, chuckling as she got closer and letting his voice drop to a normal volume, "Sir Iaurdagnire is far too formal - call me Dag." The stag paused for a moment, realizing that even his closest friends still called him Sir Dag from time to time.
"'Sir' Dag if you absolutely have to, hm-hm. But otherwise you can refer to me how you like; Iaurdagnire is a name strangers say before they're friends."
He smiled and tilted his head slightly to affirm his words; they had only met twice, but sometimes that is all it took to make a fast friend.
Kaoori >>>> I physically curled up in my chair and laughed aloud. CUTENESS MAKES ME DO INVOLUNTARY THINGS. Like peeing.
lol joke.
...
Dag's ears twitched in his sleep, like they would if a fly was buzzing around them. His eyes, even though closed, looked as if they were experiencing a great discomfort. The slight mass that was Kaoori had only just unbalanced the weight on his skull, but having such large antlers to look after meant a great sensitivity to any changes.
Slowly waking, Dag drew his head back and his cave of a mouth opened in a huge yawn. Feeling his head tilting in one direction, his eyes eventually opened and focused on this blue... hanging... thing.
"What on earth..."
It took a few seconds for Dag to wake up and realize what was hanging there, and when he saw her, the stag jumped up onto his feet,
"K? aoORI!"
Well, wouldn't you be taken by surprise too? Dag wasn't sure what was going on, and jumping onto his hooves reeling in shock wasn't the brightest idea. Poor Kaoori was now hanging around 7 feet off the ground!
("PUT. ME. DOWN." >8| *newspapers nose*)
(ROFL oh god i have to reply
^ Lolmfao... Jhdfjhfd.
Just about in time Aurora
Unnecessary thoughts anyway, since just about one metre filled with a small pile of leaves Aurora comes to a stop. Quite adoringly her legs remain tucked beneath her belly, and the head is tilted up to the stag's head a few feet above.
And like anyone'd expect, she was grinning. And not just grinning, but inwardly exploding with joy. She was allowed to call him Dag? So he thought she was one of his friends? Amazing. Surprisingly, Aurora never paid much attention to what people thought about -her-. Not in a selfish way though, but rather in the careless childish way. That doesn't mean -she- didn't care about others. In fact, she considered anyone a friend - but being called one made her leap with joy still.
"Me? Calling you Dag? Am I your friend? Well, you are mine! I like you! I like your warm pelt, I like your mighty antlers, and I like your kind manners. You are so much fun! And so nice. I am sure Mother would have liked you as well, she would."
For a second, Aurora's lips purse in though, adding a pondering note to the happy smile, and the excited, but soft azure eyes. Indeed, she hasn't expressed her opinion about Dag's pelt - an attitude she picked up ... she didn't know when. It just seemed right to her to say what she thinks about others. Why hide it? She would never hurt anyone with it.
"Yes. Your pelt. The colors. Amazing. Three colors mean luck, Mother said. Blue is hope. White is purity. And red is warmth. Fierceness. What an amazing stag you are!", concludes Aurora with another wide smile.
((Sorry for the long, boring post I gave me best, I swear.))
Atop Dag's sleeping body with
^
^ ROFLMAOOOOOOOOO
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