[soa] horns for days

!!!!

i love sibling characters
ill add things once i figure out what the heck is happening lol

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BASICS
 

    Name:  Silas Lisianthus

    Nickname: big dip(per), flower ass, tree head

    Date of Birth: 25 May

    Age: 61, appears to be around 28

    Gender: Male

    Race: Cervusterri

    District: 2

    Height: 6’11

    Weight: 302 lbs

ALLIANCE
 

    Faction: Pax-Cussur

    Faction ID: # MP2041

    Rank: private

    Job: courier | junior

PERSONALITY
 

    Personality:

Cynical | Family-oriented | Prejudiced | Not Easily Trusting | Abrasive | Stubborn/Persistent

Silas is cynical. Humans are incredibly fishy to him even if they come off as friendly, and odds are he’ll never befriend one just because of the things he’s seen them do. He’s not easily trusting in general for this very reason, and although he puts a strong emphasis on family and camaraderie, he recognizes that bonds don’t always have to be by blood. In most cases, Silas shies away from physical contact, affectionate or otherwise. Right now the only one who he feels comfortable enough around to allow touching is Eaohs, but even that interaction is minimal. His strong and solid opinions on things tend to not pass well with others, and he’s well acquainted with starting verbal conflicts from his viewpoints, whether he’s asking for them or not. Despite these conflicts, he never backs down from his position. He isn’t one to make friends or think of people as close very easily, but he is quick to dislike. It takes multiple encounters for him to be at least vaguely fond of someone, but once they reach that point it tends to be smooth sailing.

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    Likes:

+ Flowers

+ Nature

+ Adventuring

+ Mud wrestling

+ Eaohs!!!

    Dislikes:

- Humans

- Meat

- PDA

- People that are too friendly right away

BACKGROUND

Silas was born in a decent pack in Caliga. Not particularly strong or influential but they were there, coexisted with nature the way they were taught to and faced minimal problems in the process. Eaohs was born a few years after, his younger brother, and their childhood progressed with the general scruffs customary of siblings (except Silas probably purposefully initiated most of them).  In general, it was peaceful. Until the Anima Army, of course. Honestly, no one was expecting that. Or perhaps since they were both so young they just hadn’t noticed that everything around them was starting to fall apart. The pack heads make their best effort to evacuate everyone from the premise, and Silas and Eaohs emerge generally unscathed. The entire pack doesn’t make it out, but it could’ve been worse. They were young, but not too young to know that something shady was up, and that they were nowhere near a safe position just because they were alive.

The pair traveled with their pack for a long while, running from the Anima Army. They seemed to be chased, running from city to city as soon as the army made its first appearance. All around them was slaughter, absolute chaos as humans destroyed, tagged, and imprisoned their brethren. Anything that wasn’t human was destroyed....

By the time the factions emerged, it was too late. The brothers’ whole pack had been removed from their life by humans. They, however, stuck together. They skirted through small towns on the border, refusing to pledge allegiance to either faction. The ideas of Desadora were far too radical, and Aciescar no better. They stayed like this for years, finding food and work where they could, evading capture and joining a faction. They refused to take part in the violence, and watched it from the sidelines. They grew to hate and distrust humans, unable to think of them as anything other than the people who stole their family.

It wasn’t until Pax-Cussur rose that Silas and Eaohs found something to fight for. For equality. For peace. For a place in this world, equal to humans. They ran back to their hometown, swore allegiance, and began their new life.

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COMBAT

    Fighting Style: Silas isn’t really much of a fighter, he uses his arcane to aid his navigational skills alongside his senses, at best using the sound to stun long enough for him to flee. He only uses the dagger he carries for emergencies.

    Arcane: sound sub earth

    Powers:

+ Stun – high pitched frequency that stuns for a very brief moment of time (a second or so)

+ Rumble – weak tremors under the feet of those whom it’s directed towards. Throws off their sense of balance for a few seconds

    Weapons: small dagger for the occasional shank emergency

EXTRAS

+ ursa major tattoo on his hip/stomach/whatever area

+ his antlers grow flowers in the spring/summer but less than eaohs’