Post by Admin Ambassador on Jul 9, 2013 20:42:14 GMT
Name and Title: Lord Facultus, the Mammoth Eater
Age:8 years old
Gender:male
Species: Smilodon Populator
Affiliation and rank:Lord of the Smilodon Faction
Physical Appearance:
Strangely enough, Facultus is not as big or as bulky as you would expect him to be. Though this is how he is portrayed through word of mouth, Facultus is actually a sleek, average sized smilodon with slightly smaller fangs. He is almost always grooming himself, so his pelt has a shine to it, and is rumored to be quite soft. Now for his color, he is a burnt sienna color with darker brown stripes, while his belly, paws, and part of his muzzle are a pleasant cream. Facultus is actually quite feminine looking in person, for he rules using his mind rather than brawn and overpowers by wit and intelligence. He walks with a dignified, posh swagger, with his muzzle turned up a bit. His eyes though are the most alluring, most odd part of him. For they are white.
Personality:
Facultus is a usually calm smilodon with not much of a temper. He is cold and calculating, not caring much for individual life. He thinks in numbers and statistics, carefully thinking out each military move he makes against the High Kings. Facultus rarely shows much emotion, and there is a rumor that the great cat has never even experienced feeling anything, that he was born without a soul.
This is obviously ridiculous of course, since Facultus has been known to blow up once or twice in a blue moon. When he learned that his son was killed, Facultus slaughtered all four of his current bodyguards in rage.
Truth be told, Facultus does not enjoy the death of others, or the suffering. He does what he deems necessary. Though if you take something from him, watch out, for you could become one of his statistics.
History:
Facultus was born in a small smilodon tribe in the western region of the Faction's territory.He wasn't really anything special at all, looked exactly like all of his siblings. But as he grew, he payed less attention to hunting and battling and more to thinking and problem solving. Slowly, he developed foolproof strategies and took over his tribe. Then he overthrew and neighboring tribe, and another, and another. Eventually, he had built himself quite the army.
The young Facultus was very unsatisfied with the brutish lord that was currently in power and decided that it was time for another shift to happen in the Faction. He took his army to the tower on a raid and killed all of the smilodon there, including the lord and all the cubs.
It was then that Facultus gained his power over the Faction.
Relationships:
Mate(s): n/a
Cubs:
Eidelldri (link here when prof is finished)
Other:
(optional)
Character Inspiration music:
Age:8 years old
Gender:male
Species: Smilodon Populator
Affiliation and rank:Lord of the Smilodon Faction
Physical Appearance:
Strangely enough, Facultus is not as big or as bulky as you would expect him to be. Though this is how he is portrayed through word of mouth, Facultus is actually a sleek, average sized smilodon with slightly smaller fangs. He is almost always grooming himself, so his pelt has a shine to it, and is rumored to be quite soft. Now for his color, he is a burnt sienna color with darker brown stripes, while his belly, paws, and part of his muzzle are a pleasant cream. Facultus is actually quite feminine looking in person, for he rules using his mind rather than brawn and overpowers by wit and intelligence. He walks with a dignified, posh swagger, with his muzzle turned up a bit. His eyes though are the most alluring, most odd part of him. For they are white.
Personality:
Facultus is a usually calm smilodon with not much of a temper. He is cold and calculating, not caring much for individual life. He thinks in numbers and statistics, carefully thinking out each military move he makes against the High Kings. Facultus rarely shows much emotion, and there is a rumor that the great cat has never even experienced feeling anything, that he was born without a soul.
This is obviously ridiculous of course, since Facultus has been known to blow up once or twice in a blue moon. When he learned that his son was killed, Facultus slaughtered all four of his current bodyguards in rage.
Truth be told, Facultus does not enjoy the death of others, or the suffering. He does what he deems necessary. Though if you take something from him, watch out, for you could become one of his statistics.
History:
Facultus was born in a small smilodon tribe in the western region of the Faction's territory.He wasn't really anything special at all, looked exactly like all of his siblings. But as he grew, he payed less attention to hunting and battling and more to thinking and problem solving. Slowly, he developed foolproof strategies and took over his tribe. Then he overthrew and neighboring tribe, and another, and another. Eventually, he had built himself quite the army.
The young Facultus was very unsatisfied with the brutish lord that was currently in power and decided that it was time for another shift to happen in the Faction. He took his army to the tower on a raid and killed all of the smilodon there, including the lord and all the cubs.
It was then that Facultus gained his power over the Faction.
Relationships:
Mate(s): n/a
Cubs:
Eidelldri (link here when prof is finished)
Other:
(optional)
Character Inspiration music: