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 Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:01 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:04 am
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Name: Spectre
Stage: Adult
Family: None
Pride: Rogue
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Fertile/Infertile: Fertile
Relationship Status: Taken - Arimathras
Seer: Yes
Personality:
Spectre is a largely withdrawn male at the moment. Following a number of traumatic events in his life he has attempted to hide himself from the public eye in the hopes that he will become exactly what his name dictates - nothing more than a ghost.
However, when he is seen he won't take measures to hide himself from view. Suffice to say, it's difficult to hide such a vibrant coat from the public eye, in short, camoflauge isn't his strong point. During social encounters he isn't likely to be rude but it probably will require a bubbly or determined creature to get him to converse in any more than single word answers!
He can be smart an insightful, but these moments are rare given his preference for remaining hidden.
Liable to be found at night and typically only within the depths of rogue lands, he is not an individual who so much as considers disturbing the borders of another pride. With this in mind he has an acute awareness of his place and position in society which in his view is to remain unknown - a means of atonement for his crimes.
A pacifist for reasons of his own, he is very difficult to provoke.
Brief History:
Spectre's history is largely shrouded in mystery. He never speaks about it and nor can he recall it with any great measure of clarity. What is certain, is that whatever events occured were traumatic enough for his memory to go blank. It is for this reason, that most of the conclusions and the details that he might recount are based largely on his assumptious what what he could piece together when he woke up.
Suffice to say, that all Spectre can remember is waking up surrounded by his pride. Unfortunately, when his eyes slid open the only scent that reached him was that of blood. The sight that greeted him was one of horror, death and absolute destruction. His entire pride had been wiped out.
As the only survivor it is impossible for him to figure out exactly what happened, but ever since he woke up and discovered his own body to be shoulder deep in blood that was not his own, he can only suspect that it was him who performed such a horrendous act.
He fled of course, placing as much distance between himself and his former pride as he could. Unfortunately no matter how much he washed his coat he couldn't seem to shift the memory, feel or stench of the blood from him. He has wandered ever since, moving only during the evenings and as far away from other lions as possible in the hope that he should never commit such a crime again.
...Alas, whether he did commit this crime remains to be seen.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:08 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:09 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:11 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:13 am
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Name: Baha'ti - "Ti"
Stage: Adult
Family: None
Pride: Rogue
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Fertile/Infertile: Fertile
Relationship Status: Single
Seer: No
Personality:
Ti is very easily frightened and particularly skittish. Her only true 'knowledge' is geared towards survival ensuring she can find food, water and a sheltered place to sleep for the night. With the exception of these survivalist skills, she is poorly educated and has very limited knowledge of the world in general - any form of politics, social niceties and traditions are lost on her.
She is considerate towards others though and is more than willing to learn if given time to trust an individual and approach them. For example, if she were to see someone injured or starving then she would pass up her meal and hand it to them.
She's terrified of conflict as she doesn't know how to fight, nor does she excel at hunting large prey. What she finds to eat is generally scavenged or tiny and as a result, if one were to confront her for her meal she would sooner drop it and run away rather than get hurt herself.
She doesn't aspire to lack so much knowledge and intelligence, she was simply never given the opportunity to learn beyond her younger years.
Brief History:
Bahati's history is relatively simple. Following an accident that resulted in the death of one of her siblings, she ended up terrified of the consequences and fled. While it wasn't her fault and her siblings and she had all entered the hostile lands together, she ultimately acted with cowardice and didn't try to help when her sibling was attacked. While the rest fled to their home for help, she fled away from it.
It was a child's logic of course and her parents wouldn't have laid blame on her, but so terrified of being outcast or facing the disappointment of her parents, the little cub ran and disappeared from her pride lands leaving her family behind. From there, the little cub learnt to survive on her own - hunting for small prey and scouting out quiet and safe spots to sleep.
Knowing nothing of the other more complicated issues of the pridelands, this lioness has lived an isolated and simple life. She eats, she sleeps, she drinks and she occasionally wanders a little distance from her chosen hiding place.
However, she is unlikely ever to return to her home, acutely aware of the memories that still creep up now and again in her head. It's better that her parents think she suffered the same fate as her sibling, than be punished for her loss, right?
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:15 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:16 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:17 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:21 am
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Name: Onesimos - "Moss"
Stage: Juvenile
Family: Mother "Uhuru", Father "Msiba", Sisters - "Ilizi" "Msiruhu" & "Usiba"
Pride: Rogue
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Fertile/Infertile: Infertile
Relationship Status: Single
Seer: No
Personality:
Moss is a doting male, a reformed prankster he has an avid sense of humour and a keen sense of fun. Brought up in a very loving environment by his mother, he was always encouraged to enjoy himself and to pursue his goals. He has a love for his family and a great deal of respect for happy family units having had a positive experience within his own.
He's of reasonable intelligence and is aware of the political turmoil within various reasons, but as a rogue, doesn't really give it much consideration! An ideal way of describing Moss at first glance would to be a "peace loving hippy", he does what he needs to survive via hunting and so on but has no real interest in politics. In the grand scheme of things he was never meant to be a key player, or such is his view.
He rather enjoys exploring and isn't shy about peering into other more receptive prides, often lurking on the borders of some in the hopes of meeting the rare passerby. However, he's usually found basking in the sun in the roguelands where things are suitably more comfortable and less of a headache!
Brief History:
Nothing major of note!
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:23 am
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