The Wolf
Name
Rowan Aurelius
Nicknames/Titles
Ro/Rowe
Phantom
Pale One
Cursed Beast
Prince of Wolves (mostly to mock him)
Age
Physical Age
23
Real Age
Unkown, anywhere from several decades to a couple centuries
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Birthday
14th of August
Species
Cursed Wolf
Personality
To put it simply; Rowan is blunt. He is known to express next to no emotion other then mild curiosity and/or annoyance, and for some reason seems to be mildly lazy at times as well do to how much he loves to sleep. He is a stoic and calm individual who looks on with almost empty eyes, calculated and collected to a fold.
He is patient and cunning, often using these traits to further amplify his own skills to outmaneuver and outplay opponents, be them hunter or pray.
But even so, he is also often silent, more of a listener than a speaker, but will answer and give advice to the best of his ability when asked.
He is honest, never having seen a reason for lying or deceiving, which he believes will only worsen his current situation and others opinion and view of him (which is already at a low).
He is protective of those he calls friends, willing to fight for them till the bitter end, in his own way.
Likes
Reading
Traveling
hunting
relaxing/napping
Dislikes
Open/deep waters
tight spaces
Hunters/humans
Human Appearance
Rowan's human form is often called handsome, with silver-white hair and blue-golen eyes. Fair skin, if not slightly tanned skin and stands at about 5'7 in height. His body is lithe, not as slim as a runner or swimmer, but not as bulky as a body builder or brute either. He is trained and build for both speed and agility, yet enough muscle for strength in a fight as well. Sharper then normal fangs and canines, with two sets in both the upper set of teeth and lower set.
Along with this, his body is covered in scars from hunters and warriors wishing to slay "the beast"
Wolf Form
A twisted alteration of the mighty wolves, corrupted from a curse to make his form seem unreal even among the supernatural. With pale white fur, like fresh snow, and a pair of unnerving, blood red eyes, the whites of his eyes turned a dark black. Being unnaturally silent for even a wolf in this form.
Do to his curse, his Wolf Form has changed a lot compared to the average wolf, which in return makes many of his own kind hate him and claim him an abomination of their proud blood, practically disowning him from their packs and tribes. While the rest of the supernatural world is wary of him do to his abilities.
Abilites
Wolf Form
The ability to turn into his wolf form, which makes him faster and stronger then in his human form. Along with heightened senses
Venomous Bite
His bite is extremely lethal to others, supernatural and human alike. Though it seems to have an even worse effect on vampires and surprisingly enough, werewolves too. Once bitten you will become weakened, dizzy and in pain. Luckily enough it is a slow venom and easily enough to heal with the right herbs or healing magics, or Rowan can heal it himself.
Telepathy
He has the ability to communicate with others through telepathic magics, both in his human and wolf forms
Weaknesses
Blessed Silver
Sunlight
Holy weapons and artifacts
A Vampire or werewolf's bite
Holy or light based magic
Background
Not much is known about Rowan or is past, other then the fact that most of the tribes and packs show outright hostility towards him, even going as far as attacking him if they feel like he is trespassing too close to their territory.
Rowan was born to a small tribe to the far west a little over three centuries ago, the name of this tribe lost and forgotten to the annals of history.
He had been highly respected, and arrogant, and when he heard rumors of a great white stag blessed by the gods roaming their territory, he took it as a challenge, and went off to hunt it.
He succeeded, killing the white stag, and as it's blood met his tongue, and covered his fangs, a spirit appeared before him.
Angered at the sight of the dead stag, the spirit claimed that Rowan murdered a blessing of the gods, and cursed him. His once beautiful golden fur was turned a pale ghostly white, his eyes bled red, and the sun weakened his very being.
He was cursed with eternal life, to only die by the hands of someone he would one day claim his equal.
Since then, he was banished from the tribe, to wander as a lone wolf..
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