The Abraxas Brood
03-12-2017, 08:35 PM
Name
Uvall Abraxas
Gender
Male
Appearance
Design #1 - Heavy Build - 42" Tall
This god to be is cloaked in a monochromatic blend of blacks and grays. The lighter of these two shades touches the top of his head and drips down around his face as if a spot light is pointed on him at all times. Black takes over from there, unevenly covering his muzzle, neck, back, chest, and tail. This color is never really solid at any point on his body. Instead the darker shade fades in and out in gradients and slight ticks of various depths of the same tone. More gray comes into play around his stomach, legs, and underside of his tail while each of his paws is dipped in black all the way to the first joint of each leg. He is a sturdy, powerhouse of a wolf. Once he has reached his full glory he will be 42" tall and have a naturally muscled, structured build. His is as luxurious as he is strong, coating his form perfectly. His eyes add a clear dash of color to his otherwise simple palate. His gaze is clear and calm like the perfectly smooth surface of a lake.
Personality
Even-Tempered:: As a general rule, Uvall is as steady as a calm breeze. He is not quick to anger or to show joy. He is careful and methodical in his ways. He is very conscious of the impact his actions and behavior has so he is careful to only start a wave when he knows he can control it. Only his family and siblings can pull any more emotion than this from him and even then he is only rarely reckless with his emotions.
Reserved:: In this same theme, Uvall is quite reserved compared to some of his other family members. He truly only speaks when spoken to or when something of note is on his mind. He wants to be a steady rock for his siblings to lean on and touch base with. He believes that this is his role in the family and takes that role very seriously. The one soft spot in his shell is for women that he sees similarities to his mother in. He had indeed loved his mother dearly, even though he never spoke of it aloud. Now he keeps this small crack in his armor well hidden and out of sight.
Devout:: He fully believes in every word his father has ever spoken to him and firmly sees his tales as truth, including the explanation behind his mother's disappearance. He has learned to crave his father's praise and approval and is happy to follow his instruction. Any other world of belief is completely intolerant to him. He is an intellectual and thoroughly thinks through every option, but his upbringing and the lessons that he has been taught greatly influences his decisions.
Watchful:: Uvall is akin to the watchful gargoyles that linger on the edge of crowd. His natural lean toward being a quiet observer makes him the perfect statuesque guardian for his family. He is protective over his siblings and his instincts constantly bring him to watch over them to ensure that they are safe and are not wandering off of the path set out before them.
Powerful:: He does not take the strong, well built body he was given for granted. He trains diligently to ensure that he is indeed as special and superior as his father has lead him to believe. He is confident in himself and his abilities. He firmly believes that no one is more powerful than he is other than his father.
I'll build out his personality more as I play him and feel out how he interacts with everyone!
Plans
I see him being like a quiet mastermind for his siblings, like a puppet master that watches the play happen in front of him and only swoops in to interfere when he sees someone veering off the path. My main idea for him right now is to have him to have a couple of litters to follow Amon's wishes, but then one of the mothers gets to his soft spot and he starts to develop feelings for her. Maybe he hides her away from Amon to keep her safe in case Amon thinks she's making him weak. Or maybe Amon finds out and kills her before he can hide her, depending on who plays the mother in this scenario!
RP Sample
Uvall treaded along behind his siblings, letting his sapphire gaze drift from one wolf to another. This is where he prefered to be, behind everyone so he could keep an eye on them. Whether they wanted him to or not. He saw himself as the protector and leader of this band of theirs and he wouldn't forgive himself if something were to happen on his watch. His large paws moved as lightly as could be given his size, leaving slight indents in the dirt behind him. He wondered how many paw prints they had left behind them at this point. It seemed like their travel was never ending. They would reach their destination soon enough though, he was sure of it.
His ear flicked at a sound to his left and his head turned in that direction slightly. His steps paused for a moment so his eyes could scan the trees carefully, his gaze narrowing when he saw nothing to justify his examining. There had to be something, right? Noises didn't just come from nowhere. His ear swiveled toward his siblings when one of them called back for him and he gave the area another scan before he turned back toward the group and jogged forward to catch up with them. Perhaps it was nothing... but he still kept an ear turned back to listen behind him just in case.