"S"

From Changeling Venue

Chronicles

Chapter I: Origin

S doesn't know who his parents were as his earliest memories were of the den being surrounded by wolfs. He had been abandoned or his parents had met some unfortunate end he doesn't know but the wolves had taken him in and accepted him.

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Chapter II: Capture

S had survived in good favor with the pack for a very long pack seeing several alpha's come and go. He had always got along well with the pack though secretly was jealous of there prowess. He often was treated as the omega as he could not move as silently or track as well as the rest of the pack, his human senses and body weaker. He continued this way till the alpha of the pack changed again and this time he found himself out of favor with the new alpha. He was cast out of the pack and soon found himself hungry and cold and growing sick. He knew wolves often didn't survive long after being cast out. He was crouching inside a cave he had found to shelter himself from the snow outside when he heard a voice. S had grown used to hearing the noises of the wolves and could understand them as well as the body language, but this was real speech and he understood it some how. He walked out to find the thing that would be his master. He refuses to talk about how he saw his master but he was offered to be freed of his human weaknesses and to be given the strength he had always wanted, to be a wolf. He gladly accepted the price which was to always wear his masters collar.

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Chapter III: Loyalty

He served faithfully and happily hunting down those Changelings who dared to escape. He loved smelling there fear as he toyed with them and let the hunt fill him. He was even occasionally used by his master to “Punish” changelings who had tried to escape. He sometimes worked alone or with Vestigere or with the pack of other beast changeling's and after having been omega so long in his own wolf pack and with his master approval he became the pack's alpha. His master changed him into a half human wolf and at times would change him fully into a wolf depending on his master’s whim. He rarely was able to raise his thoughts to a level to even see himself as a changeling let alone empathize with there plight. He suffered abuses and humiliation on both a physical and psychological level and defiantly came out with abused dog syndrome from his stay in Faerie.

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Chapter IV: Irony

Eventually something happened and he was forced to flee with what he could gather together of his pack after his master decided they should be all destroyed. He fled with other changelings as well as his pack through the hedge but the group was separated and he lost track of many of the others in his pack. He has found at least one and though he expected kinship he instead found her happily settled back into her human life, or at least more settled than he is. He no longer wishes to return to the other side of the hedge, he knows thats not where he truly belongs, nor the forest he grew up in as he knows he does not belong there as well. All that is left for him is the human society which he understands so little of.

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Chapter V: Return

S is still coming to grips with "Human Shit". To say the first month back was hard for him would be about the biggest understatement you can make. He was a well trained hound for his master but he never had to remember so many rules. Part of the greatest frustration for him is how easy it seems for everyone else. Having never been around humans till recently he never learned what to him are subtle nuances like how someone's face conveys motion. The arch of a brow meaning incredulity, the curve of a lip meaning sarcasm or the furrowing of a brow showing anger. He has the basics down of tone of voice but many things still go over his head. It was common for him to get overloaded and just change into a wolf and hide in a dark place to let things process or outburst with anger and destroy an inanimate object. He steadily has been forcing himself to bring his mind up to human level and pull away from the baser instincts though some may debate how successfully. He returned to Denver and has been working to join changeling society as well as human society there. After finding an inborn talent with music he joined a band with two of his friends. Now his most recent struggle is trying to understand and deal with those who remember him and his cruelty on the other side of the hedge and trying to understand why they are still angry with him. Humans are very odd.

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Description

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Physical

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Mask

Age: Depends how you look at him, from 18-25
Garb: Usually black exercise pants and a black hoodie with a white cross crudely painted onto it
Height: He is usualy slightly hunched over but definatly over 7 feet.
Weight: 350
Nationality: He has darker skin, though that could just be due to sun tan. He may look Native Imerican to some or one of many other nationalities
Hair: Dark brown, almost black.
Eyes: Glacial Blue.
Complexion: See Nationality
Build: For his bulk and size he could be best described as lithe.

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Mien

Age: Hard to tell, best described as prime of life.
Height: Around seven feet tall though he is usually hunched some.
Weight:
Fur: Black with a white cross of fur along his chest
Eyes: Pale glacial blue
Hide: Usually a bit on the scruffy side, his pelt usually ruffled and thick,
Digits: Sharp black claws on each finger tip. Fingers seem a bit shorter than they should be, more paw like with a bit of webbing between them toward the base.
Maw: Pearly white and sharp, full set of canines and occasionally a longer than it should be tongue hanging out. As well he has a scar a crossed his throat, face and up near his right eye in a long gash that the fur parts to show the dark scar tissue below.
Ears: Definite point and longer than they should be. Black fur covers the outside of each.

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Social

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Acquaintance

Coming soon.

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Details

Coming soon.

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Mental

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Demeanor

Coming soon.

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Nature

Coming soon.

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Hobbies

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Coming soon.

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Howls

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Barking

"Your fear is a sweet bouquet."
"I never said I deserved to escape or survive."
"I remember you, distant echo."

("S" said something? Put it here.)

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Whispers

"I heard there are some who remember him from Faerie, he was the leader of a group of hunting beasts who hunted changeling for sport and ate there hearts when they caught them"
"I heard he usto be a hedge wolf but chased his prey out of the hedge and got tainted by humanity. Then when he tried to return the other wolves turned on him so he fled out of the hedge"
- "Oh ya? Well I heard that he wasnt even a human before he was taken! I heard he was a real Werewolf!"
"Someone told me that some times after he had caught a changeling his master would use him to "punish" the changeling if you know what I mean... Especialy to Fairest... they found it the most degrading. I heard he enjoyed punishing them the most"
- "Oh yeah? I heard he hasn't stopped."

(Gossip away. You have nothing to fear.)

"I heard that he and that damn bogeyman captured so many renegades that the Hedge spat them out just to set the balance."

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Statements

"S puts the "brute" in Brute Force. You have to admired his creativity, though. He is quite good at inventing new ways to inflict pain on individuals. Why do you think I brought him into my employ so quickly?" - Paladin

"A hunter beyond compare...and a loyal friend. There is a reason we captured such vast amounts of renegades in our time. Together, there are few that withstand us." - Vestigere the Usurper

"We taught and gave something important to each other. I learned to finish what I start faster when he gave me my sixth rebuild. He learned that some prey bites back when he earned those scars." X-Caliber-8

"Better to have S as a friend than as an enemy. I trust his instincts waaay more than I trust my own!" Emma Hart

"I remember you. You were terrifying and heroic. I owe everything to you." Belle Chanson

S is alpha. He will always be so to me. Even now, when so much is different. I just hope he always knows that, once pack, always pack. Raina Hart

(Don't worry...we won't tell "S" what you write.)

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