Post by Calder Raoul on Dec 25, 2013 2:05:47 GMT
Full Name:
Calder Treaty Soddinheim Raoul
Gender:
Male
Eye Color:
Dark blue
Age:
26
Bloodline:
Unkown
Animal Form:
Black Hyena
Magic Type:
Possesses powers of the pulsars, giving him magic defined by chaos.
Clan:
Drakonrhedi - Originally of Wulfing
Rank:
Pryfektus
Description:
Standing at 192 centimeters (or 6'3") with a lean muscled build, Calder can be quite an intimidating site. His hair is an unbelievable shade of black that travels down to his shoulders, the ends twisting into loose curls. While Calder almost always allows his center-parted hair to fall free, he sometimes gathers it into a leather-bound ponytail while riding Sigrid or working on machinery.
Deep, stormy blue eyes often peek out from underneath a pair of black and silver goggles. These goggles have been improved to have several extra optional lenses that can be selected for a telescope view. On an everyday basis, you will find Calder in his Drakonrhedi uniform: Black-dyed light leather bleus with silver buttons and a comfortable fit. However, when he is in actual flight, Calder often ditches the uniform for a fleece lined black shirt and pants, combat boots fully laced and a warm silver cape.
Calder has what appears to be a permanent five-o'clock shadow on his powerful jaw, accented by sharp cheekbones and full lips that would make any other many feminine, but appear to work on Calder.
Personality:
Calder's personality is somewhat layered and hard for any one person to fully understand.
At face value, Calder appears to be a quiet, bored person who pays little attention or respect to anyone. However, beneath the cold, bored exterior, he has a sharp wit and loyal nature. Though he is quite charming and charismatic when he wants to be, Calder has more than enough sarcasm to outbalance the scale. When at first meeting Calder, he may seem a bit dry, or too serious for your tastes. Further inspection and a more sensitive ear, and you will notice that his wit is quiet and often times comes off as rude.
However, Calder can become very cold and uncaring when he is on missions to destroy the behemoths that haunt this world. His magic and fighting style is logical and efficient, and so are his tactics. If it is for the greater good, Calder is not afraid to lose a few lives if he has to. Emotions are something he despises in combat situations, and will do anything in his power to avoid them.
Outside the battlefield, Calder can actually be a very loyal individual. To those who take the time to become close to him, Calder is fiercely protective and loyal. He will be the friend who becomes family; it just takes patience to actually put up with him until that happens. The only downside to this is that he will hate anything that puts you in danger, and will want you to stay away from it. That is not a life any viking wants to live.
Calder is an incredibly intelligent man, and respects equal intelligence among others. Calder has always used his intelligence to the best of his ability, helping to create and redesign the inventions of his time to make them more useful. Because of his handy nature, he is often called upon to help fix and reinforce the zeppelins and airships when he is around.
Calder has always been a person who, within himself and hidden beneath the veil of a bored expression, is very passionate for what he does in anything and everything.
Oh, he also has a bit of a swearing problem.
History:
Not much is known about this fierce, quiet, secretive male. At the age of five, Calder was introduced into the Wulfing clan, having been discovered on the surface by a Drakonrhedi who was previously from the Wolf clan. No one knows how long Calder had been on the surface or how the boy had survived, and he wasn't about to answer their questions. Having pitied him, an old woman took him under her care until he was twelve before he was shipped off to become an apprentice of a mighty bear of a man who worked on Zepplins and air ships for a living.
At the age of 15, Calder snuck into the Drakonrhedi tournament, competing - and beating - most of his peers with his weapon of choice: The katana. When he was recruited, a Pryfektus dragged him to the side and forced Calder to admit to his actual age. To Calder's disbelief, he was not kicked out of the program, but instead giving extra training by the Prefektus. At age eighteen, he tamed Sigrid, his life-long companion, four years before any of his class would.
At age twenty four, Calder became the youngest Pryfektus in recent history, and now reigns as an elite assassin, highly praised for his numerous behemoth kills, specializing in chorata kills.
Other:
Sex god
Snow Drake:
∞ Name: Sigrid
∞ Gender: Female
∞ Age: 13
∞ Description:
Sigrid is a very gorgeous young drake. Her pelt is a dusty-white color that is heavily spotted with brown-black spots that are reminiscent of a leopard's. Her eyes are a near white blue, a far cry from her rider's own stormy blue. Sigrid is large for a female drake, standing nearly 8 meters tall at her shoulders, with a tail length of two meters and a total length of ten meters. Sigrid's claws are kept sharpened to a fierce point, as Calder spends an hour each day caring for each of Sigrid's four paws.
∞ Personality:
Sigrid is fiercely loyal, and even more of a fierce fighter. The largest of her litter, Calder had to fight tooth and nail to be able to get her. Even then, it was only due to the immediate bond that they formed when Calder first was introduced. Sigrid and Calder are almost never seen apart, and some say that Calder often uses the drake as a pillow when they are on missions and must sleep. Sigrid would endure the most painful death for her rider, and Calder would gladly do the same, as he adores his precious Sigrid.
Sigrid is like a friendly puppy. She is happy and easily excited and absolutely adores people; Nearly the exact opposite of Calder. The only reason Calder actually has allies is often due to Sigrid's kind natures.
