[center][b]Vanity Leon[/b][/center]
[center]"The King of the Savanna Rock"[/center]

Age: ???
Persona: Lazy, but, prideful
Homeland: Africa
Species: Were-Lion

Gender: Male
Relationship Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, but, prefers women

Skin tone: Pale
Hair tone: Red and Black
Eye color: Golden with feline pupils

Abilities: Vanity is immune to all humanly disease, including time. Also he is immune to some legendary inflictions... Such as vampirism. He also has abnormally high strength, endurance, and senses.

Powers: Vanity has the power to commune with all felines. This power typically allows him to bend them to his will, but, only if the feline grants him this respect. Given his... Affliction, which he has mastered over the centuries, he can change to a werewolf-like creature at will. Only this transformation appears much more like a lion and turns his hide into a stone-like material.

Bio: Vanity was not his true name, though, over the uncountable years of his affliction he has forgotten his true name. Buried so deep within his mind that even Maximus can not help him retrieve them. He was once the young king of a large African tribe of warriors. He had many wives as his time as king, but, one day he came across a woman... An enchantress. A woman who's beauty was only rivalled by her understanding of the dark arts.

So, naturally, he did what all young kings do... Abused his power... Took what he wanted... Little did he know this enchantress was far more powerful than he. She cast her magic upon him. Controlled him. Brought him to the center of the savanna before releasing him to the spirit who ruled those lands. One she worshipped. The King of the Cats; a lion spirit. 

This spirit gave him inhumanly power, but, with a cost. He grew two horns of stone to expose his demons. His eyes shining a royal gold, but, morphing to that of a cat's eyes. Though, worst of all... His once dark, flawless, skin was turned pale; no longer able to be recognized as the king he once was. With this gift the spirit vanished with a roar.

Naturally he did what any many would do... Returned home. Only to find his wives... His soldiers... They saw him as a monster. Unable to recognize him they attacked the moment he entered the village. He begged and pleaded, but, in the end... The beast had unleashed itself... He slaughtered them. Leaving only the enchantress to laugh in his suffering.

Countless decades later he had met Maximus, who despite his affliction, accepted him as a friend. Trained him to control it and helped him regain memories and feelings long since past. Together they had founded the Canis family. 

Appearance: Vanity, just as his name and origin would suggest, wears very little clothes unless heading into the common world. Only a pair of loose silken pants covering his lower body. Many African charms made of teeth from panthers, lions, and tigers alike accessorising his massive biceps and chest.

He regularly files down his stone horns to keep them hidden from all; especially himself. Hiding the filed horns under his rather peculiar hair cut. The left side of his scarlet hair cascadind down his head while the right side was shaved down to short stubbles; dyed a deep black.
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