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[koegami]

by schnadin

he is the last of his race. his people were killed and tested on by evil rukami's. the scars were from battles. the warrior lost his army. females and their mates and children alike were killed. all dead. the survivors, imprisoned. they were the nomadic tribe of the mountains. known to the rest of the rukami race as "the forge" their home was in the mountains trained in the art of stealth and stamina, their bodies built like boulders, and yet their flexibility and endurance unmatched. they were a notorious race. until evil rukami and death bringers took their homes and destroyed their pups and females. some fled, others perished, the lucky few who survived, imprisoned. some who couldn't handle the take over turned against their brethren and turned evil. thus consumed by the fear of death and imprisonment themselves, aided in the demise of their brethren and fellow warriors.

all soon died except one.
a pup by the name of Tanvir.
a pup born before the parish of his race, and broke free from the clutches of the evil, and escaped.
the last of the Forge.

known today as Slade Argost.
the last of the Forge.

slade seeks revenge over the slaughter of his race. he now lives in the outskirts of the mountains, slaying enemy rukami, and seeking revenge on the ones calling themselves the "Pure Ones". they were an evil band of rukami. one who Slade hunts, seeking revenge on them. they are the ones, the remaining ones that participated in the slaughter of his race long ago. they are the cause of his madness and rage.

the cause of his pain and sorrow.
the fate of being the last of his race.
those, [the pure ones] the traitors of his tribe

The only thing that's more frustrating is when you try to remember something and then see that it's not even real. the world is more confusing than we've ever imagined. Tanvir, the name my mother gave to me long ago, was a special name. Our great elder was once named this, and thus, looking like him, was granted the blessing of being titled by this. throughout the days before the masscure of my tribe and the imprisonment of many of my bretheren, there was peace and glory throughout our tribe, rationing was a must back then, the food we found and stole from other packs and tribes around us were rationed off, children and elders eating first, our Alpha's then eating last. it was the way of our tribe. the way of our people.

Username: Raegami
Name: Tanvir Naruk
Faux Nickname: Slade Argost
Gender: Masculine
Pronouns: he / him / his / they / them
Age: his an old fellow who dost not speak of his age
Sexuality: Biromantic Asexual
Symbol: He has a black tatoo of a cresent moon and a flame - symbol of his tribe

Posture:

Sloughed and Dragged posture like he's igor with a hump on his back. he neber walks straight, and he never really walks, its a slow melodic shuffle of his feet. he has a chain brace on his leg and you can hear it shuffle on the ground when he walks and draggs his feet. he has a loose disk in his hip so he has to crack it back into place. he walks with a permanent limp from a failed escape from the evil rukami holding camp.

Height:

he stands 5 feet 5 inches tall from ear tip to paw pad. one of the biggest rukami's recorded, and is still growing from a permanent disease that the pituitary gland to produce excessive amounts of growth hormones. The disorder is acromegaly. he's still growing, and yet will eventually die a premature death.

Weight:

he weights a solid 110 pounds and is still getting bigger due to his growth, he needs to pack on the pounds to keep himself from starving

Eye Color: pristine red
Eye Size: moderate, little smaller than a normal rukami's

Eye Shape: slanted, like he's squinted for a long time, his eyebrows are dragged down, and his eye lids are slanted down as well.

Special Eye Traits: they glow in the dark
Body Type: athletic body, built for speed and power
Scars: he has many various scars on his body - still coming
Scar Size: Moderate to Large

Strengths: his hate for the world
Weaknesses: small children looking lost
Major Traits: Smart - Protective - Vengeful
Minor Traits: Agressive - Brutelike - Forceful
Habitual Expressions: Narrowed eyes; Snarly faces, Bared teeth in a smile
Hobbies/Pastimes: Sharpening wood, makin sparks with his flint and steel nails
Talents/Skills/Powers: able to create fire with his flint and steel nails

First Memory:

His parents being killed while he was forced to go with the others into the camps, and force to live like rats and dirty animals for years at a time

Most important childhood event that still affects him/her:

- the murder of his tribe and trying to protect his family from being taken or murdered

outcome: - scars on his face, scars on his paw

Past failures he would be embarrassed to have people know about:

-- failing a raid to take one of the camps holding his last surviving tribe members

outcome: death for the tribe members, scars on his shoulder

Biggest role model: His tribe Elder
Why?

he had the biggest influence on his life. when he got named and everything and the way of the tribe when he was taken under his elder's wing and taught everything about his tribe

Biggest disillusions from childhood:

-- elders and children eat first always
-- value your life and place in the world
-- the young are precious, protect them at all costs
-- always wander, never wait, we are the tribe that was always great

Backstory: his backstory is at the top in the quote


artwork:

image 1 - Schna Din
image 2 - twig
image 3 - me [blood warning]
image 4 - SchnaDin
image 5 - me
image 6 - me
image 7 - me

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