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 Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 5:44 pm
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Recently...
The pride has been formed and borders are being marked off and protected. Also, Iar is on the lookout for any lions that might harbor demons within them. He would be quick to invite these lions into the pride... after a test of course.
In the Past...
Iartuupe was born many years ago, the single cub of a litter. The rest of the litter, two other cubs, were stillborn ... for no apparent reason. They had strange marks on them when they were born, and neither one was breathing. As he grew, Iar never spoke of his dead siblings, and all assumed that he had simply been too young to remember they had ever existed.
But he did remember ... and he also remembered somewhat ... what he himself had done. For even unborn, Iar loved to cause pain, and he turned on his siblings in the womb clawing and biting at them until the trauma was too much and they died before ever being born.
And so, from his earliest memories, Iar had been stained with pain and the death of his siblings. Things didn't improve much from there.
As soon as he was old enough to leave home, he did so - the only miracle being that he didn't try to kill his mother before he went. He admired her, in a way, for being able to stand the pain of bearing cubs, and for never really showing the anguish that he knew she felt at the loss of his siblings - even though she never knew he was responsible.
Alone, Iar sought out any weaker than him, those he could torment, torture, and fight and come out the winner, the stronger. Soon, though, he got bored with that, and also started looking for opponents that might have a chance at hurting and beating him as well.
He found a few, but not very many.... and then, he began to hear a voice in his head. The voice told him that the reason he always won so easily was because he wasn't a lion at all. No, he was a demon trapped in lion's flesh, and so was stronger and better than most others.
Not all, though .... not all. Somewhere, he was told, there were others like him. Some knew what they were, and were also seeking ... others didn't know, and must be found and taught their true heritage.
The voice instructed him to go and seek out these others ... to join together in a pride. He was also told that if he could succeed in finding females of strong blood, they might also carry some small part of demon heritage... and if he could get these females with cubs, the cubs may house demonic spirits as well - pulled to this world from where they were currently trapped in other realms. This was his other task ... to build up the strength of the demon pride. And once their numbers were great enough ... they would take down the rest of the lions, everywhere, and use their blood and pain to raise power and once again take on their true demon forms.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 5:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 5:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 5:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 6:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 6:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 11:50 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 3:29 am
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