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King of the North | Registered: December 20, 2019 09:25:57 AM
》" ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏʟꜰ ᴅɪᴇꜱ, ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀᴄᴋ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇꜱ. "《
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❖ 》𝔉𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔦𝔰 𝔐𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔦 𝔖𝔳𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔲𝔩𝔣《❖
ᚲᛁᚾᚷ ᛟᚠ ᛏᚺᛖ ᚾᛟᚱᛏᚺ
42 ❖ Male ❖ Dire Wolf ❖ ISTJ-T
Vicious ❖ Stoic ❖ Phlegmatic ❖ Dominant ❖ Loyal ❖ Aloof
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"ℑ𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔯 𝔑𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔥, 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔞 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔤𝔬𝔩𝔡, 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩 𝔞𝔰 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔫𝔬𝔴."
ɪꜰ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ❖ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ ❖ ᴍɪꜱᴛʏ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ❖ ᴍᴏᴏɴ-ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ ❖ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ ❖ ᴇᴠᴇʀᴍᴏʀᴇ
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ᚹᚺᚨᛏ ᛁᛊ ᚺᛁᛞᛞᛖᚾ ᛁᚾ ᛊᚾᛟᚹ ᛁᛊ ᚱᛖᚹᛖᚨᛚᛖᛞ ᚨᛏ ᚨᛏ ᚹᚨᚨ
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... 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌'𝖘 𝕭𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖉 ........................................................................ 𝕰𝖝𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝕴𝖓𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 ...........
❖ If I had a Heart ..... Likes: Sparring, Hot-spring Baths, .... ❖ HEIGHT - 8' 2" .........................
❖ Evermore ............. Fresh Fish, Winter, Hunting, Feasting.............. ❖ BUILD - Muscular, Hefty ............
❖ Broken Crown ....... Heavy Fur Cloaks, Music, Hnefatafl .... ❖ RACE - Northern Dire Wolf ..........
❖ Misty Mountain ...... Dislikes: Travel by boat, Hot weather. ❖
|Banditry, Poison, Pork,.... ❖ D.O.B. - April 13th ....................
❖ Moon-touched ....... Salads, Dishonesty, Cowardice .......................... ❖ ROLE - Regent King of Wulfheim,
❖ King of the North .......................................................... Lord of Lords, King of the North ....
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Fenris is a Monstrous Dire Wolf - a breed with blood set firmly in the northern mountains. Known for their massive stature, primal religion, and barbaric warfare,
the Dire Wolves of Wulfheim have earned the fear their name brings. The Winter King was no small part of that reputation. Ruthless, Dominant and unwavering
of his beliefs and code of honor, Fenris is what many Kings wish they could be. Towering even for his kin, clearly broad, scarred by and built for battle, Fenris lived
up to the expectation of the Clan of Swords despite his half-blood origin. He donned the royal braids of his birthright and titles, daring anyone to defy his claim. Perhaps
he was masculinity in its truest visage, a provider, a protector, and a warrior. To most, he was called The Lord of Lords, The King of the North. All spoke his name,
bending their knees to his rule, submitting to the intelligent and steadied Dire-Wolf Monarch who had created the Crown of Fours itself, a Legacy that would last
the test of time, for who else could say they had created a nation? Now, loyalty, true, unwavering loyalty earns his favor - despite his ruthlessness and barbaric ways,
he is a man of honor, and pride was inseparable from his frozen and regal blood. For ten years he has sat upon the Iron Throne, his word-law bringing prosperity to his
snow-swept nation, a time of prosperity came with the bark-furred lord, but there was a weakness lingering…
For years, many had believed his heart was cursed by the last breaths of the white Ormr he had slain all those years ago, leaving his heart frozen for eternity.
The dominant, flirtatious, and promiscuous man of his youth had turned sullen and phlegmatic, refusing the hearts and bosoms alike of maids he had once lusted after.
The King had no Queen, no heir to take his place if he were to perish. Nothing could sway him, too occupied with the whispers of a woman with hair of ivory that danced
within his dreams, always out of his reach. She was an enigma within the fragments of his soul, one he felt irresistibly drawn towards. She was his destiny, no other.
And so... He searched… and searched…
Then, within a ruin of the fallen kingdom of the Licornes, he found her: The Ghost of a Rose, the Lost Princess. She was a girl of untold beauty and innocence hailing from
a deceased line known for their magic and ties to the moon itself. She was, there was no doubt, the very last of her kind. He had not seen the kingdom fall, but he had discarded
their summons on the final day. The King would not sacrifice his men for corpses to be, yet as he saw this fairytale made real he realized he might have nearly thrown away his
destined, delaying their fated meeting and leaving her alone in the world. The Princess refused to listen to the truth, and the King hadn't the heart to fight on the matter as he
debated their intertwining fates. She matched his visions, but taking an outsider as his bride - an outsider with nothing but herself to give - was a dangerous gamble. His advisors
suggested they rid themselves of her quickly, selling her off to one of the many nobles wishing to claim her blood right, but deep down he knew letting go of her would not be easy.
For when he stared at her, his frozen heart thawed, as if the sun and moon had gazed upon one another for the first time. They were opposites drawn to each other across time itself.
She was perfection, more than he had ever dreamed, his perfect bride. He was a man obsessed, enamoured, enraptured even, by her. Rarely did she leave his posessive gaze, knowing
those who saw what he did would defile her. His primal passion plagued him every waking moment, a lust he had never before known. Temptation curled his claws around him at every
timid glance or soft sigh she gave him. Darker thoughts still begged him to breed her, transform her into his perfect broodmare, the mother of his heirs and he would do anything to make
it so, no matter what. He was a Chieftain, a King, a man of honor, and she was worth more than a feral rut. He would not defile her, instead, he wished to cherish her. The King had been
enchanted by her innocence and tender heart, something rare in this brutal world that needed protecting. Her eyes shimmered, and the soft smile she gave only to him made him want
nothing more than to hold her close, to protect her and make her his beloved queen no matter the protests.
Despite her beauty to him indeed, not all agreed with the old love struck puppy. His people wanted anything but the Licorne princess as their queen, ardently rejecting the
petal-soft girl who was not of their people. Some would rise against the King, earning him more scars as proof of his unmatched martial prowess. There were many reasons
he became King and had kept his place upon the throne despite the threats he faced. None would waver his love or dare to injure his bride, or they faced mortal consequences.
Yet, more called out, for she could not lead, could not stand beside him as an equal like her title promised. Still, his word was law, and the stubborn wolf would not budge.
The King would have his Queen of the North.
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6 years ago"𝕹𝖔 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖔𝖓. 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖜. "
❆NAME - King Fenris Magni Svartulf❆CALLED - Fenris, Fen, Little Fang
❆AGE - 42
❆GENDER - Male
❆HEIGHT - 8' 2"
❆BUILD - Muscular, Hefty
❆RACE - Northern Dire Wolf
❆ROLE - Regent King of Wulfheim, King of the North
❆D.O.B. - April 13th
❆MBTI - ISTJ-T
❆ELEMENT - Winter
❆SIN - Wrath
❆VIRTUE - Diligence
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❖ Dueling ✓ ❖ Boats ✗
❖ Warm Hearths ✓ ❖ Greed ✗
❖ Hot-spring Baths ✓ ❖ Dishonorable Conduct ✗
❖ Fresh Fish ✓ ❖ Hot Weather ✗
❖ Winter evenings ✓ ❖ Cowardice ✗
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