Ezrihel Feb 14, 2017 17:09:40 GMT -8
Post by Alpha Ezrihel on Feb 14, 2017 17:09:40 GMT -8
I have moved beyond apathy, beyond skepticism and into deep cynicism.
Name: Ez (Fullname: Ezrihel, Only introduces himself as "Ez", none but him know his full name.)
Age: Three Years
Pelt Description: Ez is a golden-eyed and lithe framed wolf, standing at thirty-eight inches at the shoulder, he is taller than most other wolves. This being stated, compared to his height and weight, he looks surprisingly slender. He sports a dark purple long-furred pelt, the fur on his neck and top of the head growing out into a long mane. While he is a slender and lithely built wolf, he is not skinny or underweight in appearance.
Personality: Ez does whatever he can get away with. He is out for himself, pure and simple. He sheds no tears for those He kills, whether for profit, sport, or convenience. He has no love of order and holds no illusion that following laws, traditions, or codes would make him any better or more noble. On the other hand, he doesn't have the restless nature or love of conflict that more chaotic wolves have. He views law and chaos as unnecessary considerations in the plans of his end game.
He holds that seeking to promote wealth for all actually brings woe to the truly deserving. Natural forces which are meant to cull out the weak and stupid are artificially suppressed by so-called "good", and the fittest are wrongfully held back, so whatever means are expedient can be used by the powerful to gain and maintain their dominance, without concern for anything. He is primarily concerned with himself and his own advancement. He has no particular objection to working with others or, for that matter, going at it on his own. His only interest is in getting ahead. If there is a quick and easy way to gain a profit, whether it be legal, questionable, or obviously illegal, he takes advantage of it. Although he does not have the every-man-for-himself attitude, he has no qualms about betraying his friends and companions for personal gain. He typically bases his allegiance on power and benefit, which makes him quite receptive to bribes.
Ez is an unscrupulous, self-serving wolf who is only out for himself. Power, glory, wealth, position, and anything that will make his life more comfortable is his goal. It matters not who gets caught in the middle, as long as he comes out smelling like a rose. He will lie, cheat, and kill anyone to attain his personal goals.
He will willingly cooperate with anyone who will further his own ends. He often seeks the easy road to fame and fortune, with little concern for the people he tramples along the way. He values strength and ability alone. If he can use laws to weaken those who stand in the way of his success, he will use them. If he must resort to breaking the law, he will. He has no preference for either method. The only important thing is that he gets what he wants. Laws are tools to use against people, as well as their own sense of honor.
For Ez, law and chaos are beneath consideration in his quest in the universe. At the root of his personality is the word "wicked." Manipulation is his goal; natural and man-made forces, if allowed to take their course, weed out the weak and useless in society. The deserving should take advantage of this condition to further their own goals by any means possible, especially to destroy weaklings who put forward "good" actions to promote the well being of all, which is just an excuse used to deny the deserving their due. To this being, life is of no value, for those who cannot take advantage of their superiority don't deserve it, and they'll only interfere with the rightful pursuits of those who do.
He never feels compelled to keep his word. He will attack and kill an unarmed foe. He will harm and may possibly kill an innocent. He may kill for pleasure. He is not above the use of poison. He will not help those in need without a reward and he works well alone or in a group. He responds well to higher authority until that authority attempts to use the law to hamper his ability to pursue his own agenda. He will follow the law unless breaking it is in his best interest and he's reasonably sure that he will not be caught. He may betray a family member, comrade, or friend if it is convenient to do so and it advances his agenda. Ez is indifferent to the concepts of self-discipline and honor, finding them useful only if they can be used to advance his own interests or gain power over others.
Likes: He enjoys dominating those before him, as well as commanding those that are subservient towards him. He enjoys it when those that recognize their place fall before him and grovel at his paws. But more than that, he enjoys the long, slow game of corrupting someone's mind and turning it against them, making them slowly become more and more attached to his will.
Dislikes: He hates it when he has to reign in those that he has had to gain dominion over, and he would prefer it if he could just do away with her sister and steal her soul away. He secretly hates the alphess, for she has more control than him. Though he does plan on becoming stronger than they, they are, as of now, too strong to begin conquest of.
Fear: He fears, above all, becoming weak, and dying alone, abandoned by those that he has dominated for they have become greater thanshe; for if they have become greater, he has become the lesser, and so he can never become that which he so yearns to be: a greater force that rules over all of lupine-kind and gets to watch all those beneath him twisted and forced into submission to him. That is his one true goal.
Motivation: He is motivated by, above all else, his will to dominate and command all that exists. Even the lives of those around him are but pawns, as he will eventually grow stronger than they, for that is how he will prove herself and keep his greatest fears from coming to fruition. It matters none to him which laws he must ignore or abide by in order to get his wants and needs handled, and as such he has no reason to act honorably outside of when it benefits him the most. It is due to this strong motivation and his lust for control that he plans to bring his plots to completion.
Primary Pack and Rank: SilverMist (Auditioning: Beta Male)
History: Ez was born a decent amount of time after the fall of human kind, having never seen one in the flesh- that is unless you count the numerous skeletons that choke the streets of major city exits, or those strange flat and unmoving sheets slapped on windows and walls. He does not remember the dissolution of the previous packs, as he was raised deep in the forests, away from the social contact of large packs. He has no siblings and he has no parents.
He was born to a pair of loners, in a litter three strong. He was the middle pup born, but the runt of the triplets. Mistreated by his older brother and younger sister, he grew to be a very bitter and angry pup. Each interaction he had with his siblings he made certain to hurt them one way or another as a form of revenge- whether it was verbally mocking them or stepping on their tail and paws.
His parents never corrected his or his litter-mates' abuse towards each other. They always said that it was simply sibling rivalry, and the strongest and most deserving of them would survive through all the chaos in the world. They weren't there to coddle their pups, believing that sheltering their offspring would lead to their demise early in life.
It wouldn't have mattered either way.
While playing by a river one day, outside of the supervision of their parents, the back and forth started again. His sister barking and growling at him, telling him how worthless he was, how he was going to be the first to die. How no one would remember him and his parents would prefer him to be dead anyways. She knocked him to the ground, and that's when he saw his opportunity. She was off her balance. He kicked her in the chest with his back legs, sending her tumbling back and down the rock they stood on.
Right into the river.
"What have you done!?" Ez remembers his brother howling out as he stood on the side of the river, desperately trying to find a way to get his sibling out. Ez stood up, padding up behind his older brother before ramming his shoulder into the bigger pup and knocking him too into the rapid waters.
"I know that you can join her."
He knows his parents never found the bodies of his siblings. He knows they mourned for a long time afterwards and he was swept aside in their grief. He remained nothing but a shadow to them until he was old enough to survive on his own.
Leaving, he found a she-wolf named Skia who wandered as well. They both got along fine enough, using each other for the mutual benefit rather than out of love. They had a short romance that ended in them seemingly going their separate ways as he wished to join into the Silver Mist. He had seen a beautiful white pelted she wolf in the area, and he knew that she had to be part of the aforementioned pack. He knew that joining into a pack was no simple process though, and so he sought to appease whoever the alpha pair were.
He spent a few days tracking down a small herd of moose, a few females and their young. Using his cunning, he brought down one of the larger calves, it was maybe a year or so old. Dragging the carcass into the Silver Mist territory, he began to howl, letting the others know he was trespassing.
When the small patrol confronted him, he was calm. He presented the carcass to them as an offering, explaining that he wished to speak to their leader. Brought back to their camp, he met the Alphess; the stunning white she-wolf he had spied all those moons ago was actually their lone leader.
Respectfully he bowed his head and told her that he had hunted the moose down as an offering to the pack he wished to join the most. With a short period of deliberation and a few tests thrown his way, he was eventually accepted into the Silver Mist.
How did you find us?: Word of mouth from my soon to be joining friend! (apparently they used to have an account here??!?)
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