Red, Lengthy & Thick Tail...
...What Naga wouldn't have that?
Basics;
Name:
Accalon
Nicknames:
Acca/Lon/Cal
Age:
200
Apparent Age:
18
Gender:
Male
Orientation:
Pan More into men
Species:
Lyconaga Demon Human
Bloodline: Pure | Mixed
Mixed
Pack:
Cur
Other Characteristics:
ABILITIES:
Can heat thing up with out using fire, is capable of healing others, some magic knowledge so spells. Can feel others emotions(Empath).
PERSONALITY:
He is rather grumpy and moody depending on how warm he is. He will be foul mooded if he is cold yet gentle minded as a new born if he is toasty warm. He is also a rather curious person always getting up close and personal if he sees something he has not ever seen on a person.
LIKES & DISLIKES:
+Warm Weather
+Soaking in the sun
+Hot Springs
-Cold Weather
-Impatient People
-Overly Prideful People
STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES:
+He can withstand extremely warm climate
-Cannot withstand cold climates as his body regulates the warmth around him
+He crushing ability with his tail
-He cannot heal all that well and wounds take longer then they should to heal.
BACKGROUND:
Accalon was born of a haunting trilogy, the wolf blood in him withered down so much he could never take a wolf form much less have any sort of fur layer his skin. No the scales took over there, but he still kept the lycan strength, senses and healing with him. What he did not carry over was the silver issue. His mother a human lycan hybrid that had more human then lycan in her blood. Her family had thinned that line out deeply through generation by only mating with humans. As Accalon grew he knew he was different, that all who looked at him looked at him with disgust. He was a disgrace to even been born. He was a naga, a depleted lycan and most of all human. He was usually beaten and left for dead or lying where he was beaten so badly he could not move. However his father the naga would go out and kill swallowing those who hurt his son whole without a thought. Accalon was his precious son, his only family sense the passing of wife at Accalon's birth. Having a child the was thrice the size of any human child had made her weak and frail. And in turn it what was that killed her a week after his birth.
It was when he was old enough to leave the forest and wonder about that he noticed how different he was. How people hated those that were so different and how nasty they could be. After being captured and tortured for many days his father had found him but in turned was killed while getting Accalon to safety. Accalon left the place, burned his home to the ground as a way to never return. He heard of placed were they were excepted, were it was alright to be different. He choose to look for his father's siblings that were twins, his Uncle Shesha and his Uncle Veira. Both took the boy in loving him dearly and spoiled him greatly. How ever not even that lasted with his uncle being able to give birth and the child clawing its way out of the womb killed his uncle. With that he could not be near the child or the child's father without wanting to kill them both for taking his uncle away. He traveled and traveled to find a new place to live but had no such luck. Not until a month ago in a small village. He was there hunter, he'd go out kill and bring back what he killed for the villagers. He was also the villages protector and sat at the outskirts.
Even there he fell upon bad luck as he was taken from there for those that knew of his past and casted him away. Upon wondering and trying to get back to the village he came to places he had never seen. Through hot desserts, cold tundras to this place. He knew not what to think sense even here it seemed like he was a disgrace. Here he felt he could at least make a home, have a safer place to live. He worried though on how he would even live, what he could do for work and things of such nature.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
He is three-hundred feet long, from the start of his tail to the top of his head his is Five feet and eight inches tall. He has red eyes and hair and tan skin along with horns adorned on his head.
Name:
Accalon
Nicknames:
Acca/Lon/Cal
Age:
200
Apparent Age:
18
Gender:
Male
Orientation:
Pan More into men
Species:
Lyconaga Demon Human
Bloodline: Pure | Mixed
Mixed
Pack:
Cur
Other Characteristics:
ABILITIES:
Can heat thing up with out using fire, is capable of healing others, some magic knowledge so spells. Can feel others emotions(Empath).
PERSONALITY:
He is rather grumpy and moody depending on how warm he is. He will be foul mooded if he is cold yet gentle minded as a new born if he is toasty warm. He is also a rather curious person always getting up close and personal if he sees something he has not ever seen on a person.
LIKES & DISLIKES:
+Warm Weather
+Soaking in the sun
+Hot Springs
-Cold Weather
-Impatient People
-Overly Prideful People
STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES:
+He can withstand extremely warm climate
-Cannot withstand cold climates as his body regulates the warmth around him
+He crushing ability with his tail
-He cannot heal all that well and wounds take longer then they should to heal.
BACKGROUND:
Accalon was born of a haunting trilogy, the wolf blood in him withered down so much he could never take a wolf form much less have any sort of fur layer his skin. No the scales took over there, but he still kept the lycan strength, senses and healing with him. What he did not carry over was the silver issue. His mother a human lycan hybrid that had more human then lycan in her blood. Her family had thinned that line out deeply through generation by only mating with humans. As Accalon grew he knew he was different, that all who looked at him looked at him with disgust. He was a disgrace to even been born. He was a naga, a depleted lycan and most of all human. He was usually beaten and left for dead or lying where he was beaten so badly he could not move. However his father the naga would go out and kill swallowing those who hurt his son whole without a thought. Accalon was his precious son, his only family sense the passing of wife at Accalon's birth. Having a child the was thrice the size of any human child had made her weak and frail. And in turn it what was that killed her a week after his birth.
It was when he was old enough to leave the forest and wonder about that he noticed how different he was. How people hated those that were so different and how nasty they could be. After being captured and tortured for many days his father had found him but in turned was killed while getting Accalon to safety. Accalon left the place, burned his home to the ground as a way to never return. He heard of placed were they were excepted, were it was alright to be different. He choose to look for his father's siblings that were twins, his Uncle Shesha and his Uncle Veira. Both took the boy in loving him dearly and spoiled him greatly. How ever not even that lasted with his uncle being able to give birth and the child clawing its way out of the womb killed his uncle. With that he could not be near the child or the child's father without wanting to kill them both for taking his uncle away. He traveled and traveled to find a new place to live but had no such luck. Not until a month ago in a small village. He was there hunter, he'd go out kill and bring back what he killed for the villagers. He was also the villages protector and sat at the outskirts.
Even there he fell upon bad luck as he was taken from there for those that knew of his past and casted him away. Upon wondering and trying to get back to the village he came to places he had never seen. Through hot desserts, cold tundras to this place. He knew not what to think sense even here it seemed like he was a disgrace. Here he felt he could at least make a home, have a safer place to live. He worried though on how he would even live, what he could do for work and things of such nature.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
He is three-hundred feet long, from the start of his tail to the top of his head his is Five feet and eight inches tall. He has red eyes and hair and tan skin along with horns adorned on his head.