The Basics
Name: Dark Infante Eragon Daemonos Kanika Age: 4,000 Gender: Male Species: Fang Shu Faction: Dark Infante The Appearance Height: Six feet four inches tall Weight: One-hundred, eighty-four pounds Physique: He is a slim but muscular built with a masculine rounded face, rather tall for someone during this day and age. Distinguishing Marks: None Hair Color: White Hair Length: Midlength or Shoulder length Eye Color: Bright almost sky Blue The Person Marital Status: --Was engaged but had to leave as she was never around him anymore and each time she came back seemed to go to a sexual act. --Is single, looking but still hurt from last relationship as he had a daughter with her and the daughter has past on. |
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual (straight)
Personality:
Eragon is a calm, caring somewhat fragile soul, he is also strong-willed defiant person who can be angered if those he cares for are harmed or his own person harmed. He generally tries to see the good in others, to see nature as is with out the taint from people. He also tends to be rather outgoing, loves to explore and down to earth kind of man.
Likes:
+Wolves
+Large Cats
+Swimming
+Hunting
+Soaks in tub
+Star Gazing
Dislikes:
-Having the usual dark need to kill as a fang shu
-Someone nonchalantly touching his mate in an inappropriate manner
-Holy Grounds, it affects his abilities.
Skills:
Able to change to a white wolf
Enhanced Speed, Senses, Strength and Healing.
Weapons&Tools of Preference:
History:
Eragon was born roughly four-thousand years ago under the cold Blue sky of November in a rather English like country. At his time of birth his mother before an hour she had given birth to his brother Ryan. This would make them twins but he and Eragon looked nothing alike. At the age of ten this difference was seen. He has blue hair, blue eyes, pale skin and less muscle tone then his brother. His mother said it was he took after his her blood while his brother took after thier father's blood. He was always a cheerful child, always playing having fun of sorts. He always ran after the predatory wolves that were often in the lands. This is how he had decided on his animal form. Eragon had taken form of a white wolf, one the most mysterious, misunderstood, calculative creatures he knew, studied and followed about in the thick dense woods. However at the young age of just thirteen years of age which in human years he was only alive for three, he began to train to fight and to protect himself. His own mother was his trainer as she was paranoid and would not trust her son's advancement of self protection to anyone else.
It was a few hundred of years that had gone by and he was now a man, according to what the humans considered a man, to his mother and his race he was still a child, someone that still needed an up bringing when he fell in love with the most unlikely of a creature, a female feline shapeshifter. The love grew and blossomed quickly, she soon was well endowed in pregnancy and gave birth to his daughter Eliza. However the child they had would not last in this world, Alicia had passed on before her first year from complications of her bloodline, mainly her fathers slowly killing her. This broke Eragon's heart, caused him so much pain that only deepened when his finacee and wife to be Alanna had left him to go off with her uncle. She returned to him but not for long as she vanished again, they had left the country leaving Eragon feeling alone. Eragon had decided upon himself with no thoughts or purpose to even go out to the world any longer as Ryan, his brother had found a mate. Eragon had decided it among only his own being to remain in a room locked away. This is when the fang shu blood took hold of him that the dark thoughts and primal urges began to show in his mind. He wanted to kill things, to multilate and torture. Eragon wanted to hear screams of pain, fear, anguish and to hear prayers of those he was harming and killing going out to their maker in hopes of being free, living and that it was just a dream.
This only made the young feng shu act out lashing at himself but never harmful enough to leave marks or scars on any of what he had done to himself. It was after years of thoughts twirling and swirling in his mind he had gone to a part of the country primarily there just for hunting and killing. Ah hunt town, now that was the day he had his fun, the day Eragon could be himself and fall into the despair of those dark thoughts. After hunting and killing many innocent human beings and other beings as well did those deepest temptations left his mind.
Heterosexual (straight)
Personality:
Eragon is a calm, caring somewhat fragile soul, he is also strong-willed defiant person who can be angered if those he cares for are harmed or his own person harmed. He generally tries to see the good in others, to see nature as is with out the taint from people. He also tends to be rather outgoing, loves to explore and down to earth kind of man.
Likes:
+Wolves
+Large Cats
+Swimming
+Hunting
+Soaks in tub
+Star Gazing
Dislikes:
-Having the usual dark need to kill as a fang shu
-Someone nonchalantly touching his mate in an inappropriate manner
-Holy Grounds, it affects his abilities.
Skills:
Able to change to a white wolf
Enhanced Speed, Senses, Strength and Healing.
Weapons&Tools of Preference:
History:
Eragon was born roughly four-thousand years ago under the cold Blue sky of November in a rather English like country. At his time of birth his mother before an hour she had given birth to his brother Ryan. This would make them twins but he and Eragon looked nothing alike. At the age of ten this difference was seen. He has blue hair, blue eyes, pale skin and less muscle tone then his brother. His mother said it was he took after his her blood while his brother took after thier father's blood. He was always a cheerful child, always playing having fun of sorts. He always ran after the predatory wolves that were often in the lands. This is how he had decided on his animal form. Eragon had taken form of a white wolf, one the most mysterious, misunderstood, calculative creatures he knew, studied and followed about in the thick dense woods. However at the young age of just thirteen years of age which in human years he was only alive for three, he began to train to fight and to protect himself. His own mother was his trainer as she was paranoid and would not trust her son's advancement of self protection to anyone else.
It was a few hundred of years that had gone by and he was now a man, according to what the humans considered a man, to his mother and his race he was still a child, someone that still needed an up bringing when he fell in love with the most unlikely of a creature, a female feline shapeshifter. The love grew and blossomed quickly, she soon was well endowed in pregnancy and gave birth to his daughter Eliza. However the child they had would not last in this world, Alicia had passed on before her first year from complications of her bloodline, mainly her fathers slowly killing her. This broke Eragon's heart, caused him so much pain that only deepened when his finacee and wife to be Alanna had left him to go off with her uncle. She returned to him but not for long as she vanished again, they had left the country leaving Eragon feeling alone. Eragon had decided upon himself with no thoughts or purpose to even go out to the world any longer as Ryan, his brother had found a mate. Eragon had decided it among only his own being to remain in a room locked away. This is when the fang shu blood took hold of him that the dark thoughts and primal urges began to show in his mind. He wanted to kill things, to multilate and torture. Eragon wanted to hear screams of pain, fear, anguish and to hear prayers of those he was harming and killing going out to their maker in hopes of being free, living and that it was just a dream.
This only made the young feng shu act out lashing at himself but never harmful enough to leave marks or scars on any of what he had done to himself. It was after years of thoughts twirling and swirling in his mind he had gone to a part of the country primarily there just for hunting and killing. Ah hunt town, now that was the day he had his fun, the day Eragon could be himself and fall into the despair of those dark thoughts. After hunting and killing many innocent human beings and other beings as well did those deepest temptations left his mind.