Post by Steele Dagger on Jun 29, 2008 8:25:34 GMT -5
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Steele Dagger
You:
Well I dont like to give out my real name...lets just stick with Steele.
Way to Get in Touch: Email...wolffrog@comcast.net
Livejournal...http://steele-dagger.livejournal.com/
AIM...lokiwolfnh
If you play Puzzle Pirates I am Wolffrog on Cobalt ocean
Cant think of any other way to get in touch with me but if I do I will add it.
Your Character:
Basics:
Steele Dagger
Nicknames: Steele, Demon, Flea bag....will pretty much answer to anything.
Age: 10 years wolf, 20 years human
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual...though curious about alternative, though not really up to trying anything yet.
Appearance:
Height: Five feet three inches (Human)
Eye Color: Dark blue (Both wolf and human)
Ethnicity: Caucasian (Human)
Breed: Timber wolf (Wolf)
Fur Color: Various shades of grey
Hair Color: Black
Scars: Long scar down his left flank, about five inches. In wolf form that spot tends to be bald as well. Nothing else visible in human form, well unless you look real close, but in wolf his left ear is torn slightly so the tip is missing.
Personality: Steele is a jokester in fur. He enjoys playing tricks on others, though when others get mad he tries to explain such actions as he was simply "teaching" his victims some sort of lesson. He is loyal to those he considers his pack or friends. He has been known to hold a grudge for long periods of time however and he is very stubborn. He is a bit of a dreamer though his dreams are a shade on the dark side. In his mind he sees his own pack running the land as far as anyone can see. Surely the other leaders can see the wisdom in that right? And if he has to bloody his paws, and that of others, in the process .... well the end justifies the means. Okay he is a bit full of himself and has an air of superiority to him. Because of that he tends to strut around almost like a rooster in a hen house in both forms. This is not to say he is a pompous windbag without the guts to back up his thoughts. He is a fighter and is constantly fine tuning his skills. Steele can be obnoxious and down right rude when the mood strikes him as well. He excels at being sneaky and rumors have it that he has been the demise of high ranking members of his and other packs as well those that oppose him.
Likes:
-anything sweet and tends to be found sucking on dandelion stems and such
-To debate with anyone
-singing or howling
-Getting dirty
-Playing tricks on others
Dislikes:
-Others calling him "Evil" for his ambitions...after all his plans are for the betterment of all
-Pack members without a sense of humor, life is too short to take too serious
-Running long distances...if its that far to go its better to pace yourself than collapse when you get there.
-Rain...doesnt matter that the land and packs need it and that it makes the wonderful mud, its just a pain
-Others that feel they are better than he is
Flaws: Well his biggest flaw would be his self righteous and superior attitude. After all history seems to classify these kind of creatures as "evil" and "tyrannical" while Steele sees himself as a great guy with a better future for all.
Habits:
Always seems to have something sticking out of his muzzle/face. Usually its a bit of mint or a dandelion chute. Also enjoys just relaxing and daydreaming under a tree.
Family:
Mother - Ryver ...insane...gone away from the pack and is hiding
Father - Devlyn ...deceased...died in battle with another pack
Siblings - Charity ..sister...missing but assumed to be with Ryver
- Tundra ..brother.. killed by "accident"
Overall History: Steele was born in the early Spring to the Beta pair of the pack along with his brother and sister. Even early on his "demonic" side was evident. In wolf form when it was time to eat he would push his siblings out of the way and would gulp down most of the food so that the others had very little. When they were in human form he would torment his litter mates and play tricks on them. It was during one such trick that his brother Tundra met his death. The truth has never been told to anyone, Steele claims to this day that it was a freak storm of sorts, but his dead body was found broken and bleeding at the bottom of a ravine crushed under a supposed landslide. His sister, who was witness to all of this, simply stammered or refused to answer when questioned and would never again meet Steele's gaze.
Time went on as is nature and Steele was taught what he needed to know. His ability of debating and swaying groups of his pack mates became evident as he grew. He ended up being part of a small group that followed his every word and this little "pack within a pack" ended up became like a family of it's own where the members would swear loyalty to one another. Steele's mother might have intervened when she realized what was happening to her only living son but when her husband was killed in battle she slipped into insanity, leaving her two children to fend for themselves as she ran away from the packlands. Rumor has it that on some clear summer nights you can hear her mad howl, but thats a story for another time. Steele focused more on his adopted family which left his sister to fend for herself. She left shortly after their mother and has never been seen or heard from again.
As time went on Steele's popularity grew as he began to get the word out on his newly formed plan to build a bigger and better pack. Yet this all had to be done secretly as the Alpha during this time was a strong and fearless fighter who was greatly loved by most of the pack. While the Alpha was content to simply abide by the rules and laws set down ages ago Steele wanted reform and change. The wanna be ruler had to wait until just the right time but he soon concocted the overthrow and death of this Alpha. With the backing of his "family" he was given the Alpha position.
During the first part of his reign as Alpha a female by the name of Blaqwynter attempted to use the unstable pack situation to her advantage. Her and her own group fought a blood battle against those that supported Steele. Blood splattered the ground and many great warriors were lost. The two were too evenly matched so the black female took her surviving group and headed off to form the Western Pack but not before she swore revenge on Steele and his followers. Steele pushed her out of his mind as he went ahead with his own plans to make the Northern Pack the strongest pack on the island and that brings us to the present time.