TWG90 and Neara gave me permission to make my own WOI being that I am a part of the team now (yay!)
so meet Romulus. I am undecided of his personality at the moment, and I am going back and forth between keeping the roman armor or going with bone-armor. I think I will probably use the roman armor being that his name is from the myth surrounding Rome's creation.I sketched out the skeleton too, but I don't like how much of the head is covered.
Without Armor
so meet Romulus. I am undecided of his personality at the moment, and I am going back and forth between keeping the roman armor or going with bone-armor. I think I will probably use the roman armor being that his name is from the myth surrounding Rome's creation.I sketched out the skeleton too, but I don't like how much of the head is covered.
Without Armor
Gender: Male ♂
Age: 4
Current Rank: subordinate leader
Parents of your W.O.I: deceased (he's a custom so he doesn't really have any
)
Siblings?: Remus, deceased (also not an actual WoI)
Mate?:Lotis
Pups?: none atm
History so far: Romulus was born into the pack, a litter of two. His brother was named Remus. Being that Romulus was the bigger of the two, and more pure in heart, he was favored by his father. Remus held that grudge against him for his whole life. During a fight in which Romulus killed his first Kronador, his parents passed away. Romulus was given his father's armor, and their bodies were respectively pushed off into the white ocean. Right after that, Remus was openly aggressive towards his brother.
One day Remus attacked Romulus on a high mountain top. They fought for a good amount of time before the broke away. Remus made a final lunge, but overshot it and plummeted to his death. Romulus climbed down the cliff and carried his brother to the a nearby river that lead to the ocean, and there he said his goodbyes and pushed Remus into the rushing white water. His armor was brought back to be passed on to future generations.
After the passing of the rest of his family Romulus had noting else to think of, so he turned to fighting. He worked his way up to Alfa in the pack, and learned many useful techniques along the way. He also met the love of his life, Lotis, and the two are now happy mates.
Personality: One word to describe Romulus is valiant. He is an honorable and loyal warrior, noble and pure in heart. He always fights honorably, and will never take a cheap shot such as attacking again when the enemy is already down (though he makes sure Kronadors are dead before turning his back). He does enjoy a good joke, however, and will occasionally pull pranks on good friends. Romulus is brave and strong, but sometimes quick to anger. He tends to rush into things when angry or when he feels strongly about it (either negatively or positively) which sometimes leads to trouble. He does love a good fight and is eager to "train" others with simple demonstration. His pups will be tough, if they survive it (not that he's abusive, he just does not necessarily go easy on his subjects).He loves Lotis dearly, and would give his life up readily if it meant saving hers. The same goes for many of his friends and superiors. If a close friend is killed at the hand of a Kronador, he will not rest until he has avenged them ten-fold.
Likes: the feel of the wind buffeting his fur when he runs, the excitement of combat, meat, pups (he hopes to have his own little boy someday), the smell of fresh rain, a good joke, the warmth of the sun on his pelt (but not too hot), showing off battle scars
Dislikes: disrespectful wolves, unhonorable fighters, disloyal wolves, gossiping/rumor spreading, chatty or weak wolves (that don't pull their own weight), snow (he is not one to complain, but secretly he does hate the cold), kronadors, seeing dead pack members
Age: 4
Current Rank: subordinate leader
Parents of your W.O.I: deceased (he's a custom so he doesn't really have any
)Siblings?: Remus, deceased (also not an actual WoI)
Mate?:Lotis
Pups?: none atm
History so far: Romulus was born into the pack, a litter of two. His brother was named Remus. Being that Romulus was the bigger of the two, and more pure in heart, he was favored by his father. Remus held that grudge against him for his whole life. During a fight in which Romulus killed his first Kronador, his parents passed away. Romulus was given his father's armor, and their bodies were respectively pushed off into the white ocean. Right after that, Remus was openly aggressive towards his brother.
One day Remus attacked Romulus on a high mountain top. They fought for a good amount of time before the broke away. Remus made a final lunge, but overshot it and plummeted to his death. Romulus climbed down the cliff and carried his brother to the a nearby river that lead to the ocean, and there he said his goodbyes and pushed Remus into the rushing white water. His armor was brought back to be passed on to future generations.
After the passing of the rest of his family Romulus had noting else to think of, so he turned to fighting. He worked his way up to Alfa in the pack, and learned many useful techniques along the way. He also met the love of his life, Lotis, and the two are now happy mates.
Personality: One word to describe Romulus is valiant. He is an honorable and loyal warrior, noble and pure in heart. He always fights honorably, and will never take a cheap shot such as attacking again when the enemy is already down (though he makes sure Kronadors are dead before turning his back). He does enjoy a good joke, however, and will occasionally pull pranks on good friends. Romulus is brave and strong, but sometimes quick to anger. He tends to rush into things when angry or when he feels strongly about it (either negatively or positively) which sometimes leads to trouble. He does love a good fight and is eager to "train" others with simple demonstration. His pups will be tough, if they survive it (not that he's abusive, he just does not necessarily go easy on his subjects).He loves Lotis dearly, and would give his life up readily if it meant saving hers. The same goes for many of his friends and superiors. If a close friend is killed at the hand of a Kronador, he will not rest until he has avenged them ten-fold.
Likes: the feel of the wind buffeting his fur when he runs, the excitement of combat, meat, pups (he hopes to have his own little boy someday), the smell of fresh rain, a good joke, the warmth of the sun on his pelt (but not too hot), showing off battle scars
Dislikes: disrespectful wolves, unhonorable fighters, disloyal wolves, gossiping/rumor spreading, chatty or weak wolves (that don't pull their own weight), snow (he is not one to complain, but secretly he does hate the cold), kronadors, seeing dead pack members
