Description
A quick glimpse of this tabby suddenly reveals several noticeable
characteristics about him. Somewhat short for his race, seemingly four or
so feet tall. This eloquent orange tabby moves with fluidic grace, his
jade green eyes ever watchful of his surroundings. Short, cropped ears
jutly protrude from the upper sides of his head, and you notice how
slender his maw and nose bone are, setting his eyes very foward like
as one would expect a predatory felar to appear. Red toned claws sharply
curving and flexing from his paws, matching nicely to the fiery orange
furs that cover his body in totality, lastly showing that
Role
The turning.
Added Fri Sep 15 14:42:07 2006 at level 24:
Rellosyk, a very unusual, and dangerous felar. For some time now, he
has spent his days as a rogue hunter, with very little care or caress
for anything outside of his own enjoyment. Like a puppy plays with a toy,
or a kitten a piece of yarn, hunting and vagrancy has been a playful
past-time for him, constantly finding enjoyment in his mischief towards
others of all forms. He has spent his lifetime thus far, making very little
friends, and ten fold enemies. Rellosyk holds his chaotic enjoyment of
stirring things up, heightening emotion, and creating overal disorder
within most any ongoings, above any form of structure.
A large turning point in his focusing this type of behavior, was that
when going about his usual doings, he was marked a criminal for something
he saw no wrong doing in. This alone, began the spark of his hate towards
the tribunal, their cities, the whole ideology that Law can govern the will
of those seeking to simply enjoy themselves.
Rellosyk has since then turned to the deceptive wisdom of those marked
by the most mischevious of all, and has and begins to see now that his
ways of the past, in how he went about his doings were wrong, and only
adding to the very support of his enemies, even though before he had not realised.
Stemming from those talks, and his recent experience with law enforcers,
he has decided to take an untravelled path in his endeavors, and to cast away
all of his ties to the city guildhalls. Rellosyk has taken now, the first
step of his long journey back to his primal instincts, survival, and
seeks enlightenment into the Ancients, and the way of the Outlander.
The Corruption, The Tricksters Touch
Added Mon Sep 18 18:23:20 2006 at level 38:
. _The_Maw_Agape_
. So sweet the taste, the torment and
frustration. Gifted by an Impish touch,
this desire to infuriate, depsair, amuse
and decieve__
_The_Maw_Alloud_
. Since leaving the guild, Rellosyk has
grown ever so far from his city ties.
Lying in compulsion, insulting for
pleasure, his hypocritical ethics
becoming ever more chaotic as Chaos itself.
_The_Maw_Abroad_
. Breaking the will of those he focuses on,
a truer victory than that of even killing
them outright. He challenges their fortitude,
enraging them to make mistakes, like a kittens
ball of yarn, playing on their every weakness.
_The_Maw_Within
. Great impulse grows in him, rarely a self
preserving tactician, racing from bloodbath
to bloodbath, fueling his evermore intents.
Afflicted of the Gaping Maw_ there is no
self, no individual_ but the everchanging
reaction, instigator, the pest, Rellosyk feeds_
only to hunger more.