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[color=#2c363b]𝕿 𝖍 𝖊   𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊  [/color]
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[color=ghostwhite][color=lightsteelblue]⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Fenrisúlfr
Hróðvitnir
Vánagandr
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[color=lightsteelblue]⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Being a fucking big ass wolf?
Making Odin into a delicious snack[/sub]

[color=lightsteelblue]⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Norse[/sub]
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[color=lightsteelblue]𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 ⛓️ 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒[/color] 
[color=ghostwhite][sub][sub][sup]ℌ𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔧𝔞𝔴𝔰 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶[/sup][/sub][/sub][/color] 
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[indent][color=#2c363b] L U P I N E[/color]
[color=ghostwhite]L U P I N E[/color][/indent][/h3][/sup]
[quote][sup][color=ghostwhite]Fenrir may no longer be the imposing wolf he once was, but that does not mean he has lost all his canine attributes. He still retains the strength and agility of a wolf. His tread is near silent, which is highly useful in his line of work, but also means he has a tendency to accidentally sneak up on people (and thieves are twitchy enough all ready). Oh and he still has super sharp canines, which is alright. Basically, wolves rule, humans drool.[/color][/sup][/quote][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[color=lightsteelblue]𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 ⛓️ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅[/color] 
[color=ghostwhite][sub][sub][sup]𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢 ℑ 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔞 𝔟𝔬𝔵 𝔣𝔲𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰[/sup][/sub][/sub][/color] 
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[color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬  [/color]
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[color=ghostwhite][color=lightsteelblue]⌜[/color] Charismatic [color=lightsteelblue]&[/color] Smart-arsed   

Resilient [color=lightsteelblue]&[/color] Enduring 

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[color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬  [/color]
[color=ghostwhite]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[center][color=ghostwhite][color=lightsteelblue]⌜[/color] Irascible [color=lightsteelblue]&[/color] Mercurial

Dissembling [color=lightsteelblue]&[/color] Secretive 

Lonely [color=lightsteelblue]&[/color] Demanding [color=lightsteelblue]⌟[/color][/color][/center]

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[color=ghostwhite][color=lightsteelblue]⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Leif...that's it[/sub]

[color=lightsteelblue]⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃   𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Mid-late 30's[/sub]

[color=lightsteelblue]⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘   &   𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Bisexual, Male, He/Him[/sub]

[color=lightsteelblue]⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Leader of [I]The Wolf Pack[/I]
Owner of [I]Nightingale[/I], a nightclub based in downtown Seattle[/sub]
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[color=ghostwhite][color=lightsteelblue]⌜[/color] 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊   𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 [color=lightsteelblue]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=⛓️][indent][color=ghostwhite][sup]The firstborn of Loki and the giantess Angrboða, Fenrir's fate was set whilst he was still but a pup. A völva, a sorceress, foretold to Odin that he would be consumed by Fenrir. She also spoke of Járnviðr, the forest where Jötnar and the giant wolves were born, and how his children Hati & Sköll would consume the moon & sun. Yet despite sending one sister into the sea and one to the land of dead, Odin decided to raise Fenrir amongst the Aesir. The rest of them were scared of the growing wolf, and only Tyr would dare feed him. Fenrir was always thankful for this and viewed the god as a friend, or at the very least, someone that he could trust. It was strange to be raised amongst people who hated you, to never truly be able to call your home [I]home.[/I]

As he grew older, Fenrir grew immense in size, so much so that the Aesir no longer felt comfortable in his presence. And it did not take long till their fear became too much, terrified that he could consume Odin and wreak havoc amongst the nine realms (wimps). Still naive by nature, they convinced Fenrir that they had come up with a game. They would tie him up in chains and as a test of his strength, see if he could break out of them. Fenrir was still relatively young then and he was all for showing them how strong he had grown, so he agreed. The first two sets of chains were no match for him and he easily freed himself. 

For their third attempt, the gods had the dwarves forge the strongest chain ever built, which nevertheless gave the appearance of being very light and even soft to the touch. When the gods presented Fenrir with this third fetter, he became suspicious, and he refused to be bound with it unless one of the gods would stick his or her hand in his mouth as a pledge of good faith. Only Tyr was brave enough to do this, knowing that it would mean the loss of his hand. And, sure enough, when Fenrir found himself unable to break free of his bonds, he ripped Tyr’s hand from its arm. The chain was then tied to a boulder and a sword was placed in Fenrir’s jaws to hold them open. As he howled wildly and ceaselessly, a foamy river called “Expectation” flowed from his drooling mouth.

And so...his life was determined. There was the prediction about Ragnarok, about him breaking free and destroying the world...yada yada... But in the end, all he had was isolation and suffering. Thanks Odin, dickhead.

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[color=ghostwhite][color=lightsteelblue]⌜[/color] м σ я т α ℓ   ℓ ι f є [color=lightsteelblue]⌟[/color][/color]
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When Fenrir woke to find himself fallen, atop Midgard, in human form, he was conflicted. His new found freedom was sweet. No longer was he bound in chains, mouth prised open by the sword, Aesir mocking him. He could ignore the fact that he had been betrayed by the only one of them he had viewed as a friend. Yet, he was no longer a wolf, no longer the powerful beast he had once been. Though thankfully his strength & agile nature still remained. 

It helped him survive, in the early days, in this foreign place...until he came across the mortals. He had no concept of them, why would he? His life had been lived far away from Midgard. And so he had not expected that when they saw his skills, how he could do much that they could not, that he could be of [i]use[/i], that they would trap him. He had wanted to trust them but he was betrayed almost instantly. Rage boiled in his blood, and Fenrir struggled and fought but he was not as strong as he once had been, and they were many and he was one. His furiosity knew no bounds and he killed many mortals that day. But still...he was unable to escape them. They trapped him, difficult though it was and made him what he would later learn was called a slave. He had no word for it at first, just trapped & chained & bound. Again. 

It was no worse or better than his treatment by the Aesir, just different. He was traded like a commodity, treated like a thing worthy of no compassion. Oh of course there were many escapes, but there was always too many of them and he knew not their ways, could not easily blend in among them. It was lucky that he never stayed with one group of mortals for long, or they would have been suspicious of his lack of aging. As it was, a century passed without any real changes to his life.

Fenrir always watched and learnt from the mortals. Mimicking their behaviours, learning how to truly pass as one of them. It was this, and a boys sloppy way of chaining him up, that finally led to his escape. Freedom once more. And this time he ran. Isolation was what he sought. The mountains...the desert...anywhere that humans found difficult to adapt in, Fenrir could be found. For centuries, he knows not exactly how long, he lived like this. It was boring but that was nothing new to him. Loneliness was just another part of life and if it meant not being chained up, he was happy to accept this as his lot.

Finally, he dared to leave his self-inflicted confinement, or at least, he had decided that he could no longer live this eternity in fear. It was a shameful way to be. He had learnt enough to feel comfortable in their presence and he would not make the same mistakes he had, so long ago. In his heart, he still wanted to kill all mortals, kill the Aesir, but he knew that was a fools errand. Instead, he stayed in the shadows, treading carefully. He was strong and agile still, and he learnt he had a knack for getting others to do as he wished. Apparently mortals called it charisma. So, he started a thieving crew...or what would later become known as a thieving crew. At first it was just a group of mortals and himself, robbing the filthy rich mortals for all they were worth. 

Years and centuries passed and Fenrir continued on. The dumb mortals took to calling themselves [i]The Wolf Pack[/i], saying (and not knowing how right they were) that his gaze was perpetually like that of a wolf stalking its prey. As Empires came and went, museums became a thing and Fenrir would steal artefacts from naval ships and later trains, selling them onto the museums himself. Sometimes he would even steal from one museum and sell onto another, which caused plenty of delicious arguments amongst the mortals. There were also the wealthy assholes, who made it far too easy to rob them of gold and precious jewellrey. And on and on it went...there was always someone to steal from. And his life was more than comfortable because of it.

He did eventually, become tempted to steal from his fellow deities. They after all had accumulated much over the centuries. And eventually this led him to Tlazōlteōtl, goddess of sin and filth. What a delicious person to steal from. He thought it would be fun to do alone and unfair to put his mortals in the path of a goddess. So, one night he crept into her home, silent and predatorial as ever. He will admit that he was cocky and did not expect to be found, hand in the cookie jar so to speak, but he was and well...Tlaz obviously felt an overwhelming urge to seduce him (hey Tlaz 😉). It was enjoyable to play around with the Aztec and even when she decided to fall for the God of War, they remained friends. 

As the world changed and Fenrir found himself in the modern day, he realised he needed to have a cover for his activities. Everything was watched so much more closely in this new era. So he opened [I]Nightingale[/I], a nightclub in the heart of Downtown Seattle. It quickly became known for being rowdy and dangerous and cheap. And Fen liked that just perfectly. 


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[color=#2c363b]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬  [/color]
[color=ghostwhite]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=ghostwhite][color=lightsteelblue]⌜[/color] α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ [color=lightsteelblue]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=⛓️][indent][color=ghostwhite][sup]To have a home, with family around him. To be free from the thought that he will once more be put in chains, put under someone else's service. 
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