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Shifting Worlds

Name: Thule Alexander
Gender: Male
Age: 23

Alternative Form: Wendigo

Appearance:


Thule Alexander is a somewhat easy to miss human being. Neither bulky or noticeably thin and a somewhat average height makes him fairly easy to miss at first glance in a crowd. With dark blue eyes and black hair that he keeps very short, Thule comes across as a man that takes the bare minimum amount of care of himself to make himself presentable to the public at large.

While he might keep himself presentable, its somewhat clear that he keeps himself in top physical condition.

Shifter Appearance:


Thule Alexander is a huge creature with hideous horns and whose shrieks sound like cries of agony. His ribcage is exposed and his face seems to be covered in blood, with the skin torn apart, partially exposing his skull. Although at this first glance Thule apparently has a malnourished and almost skeletical body, in truth he has high agility and superhuman strength.

Abilities:

Good fist fighter.
Natural herbalist
Nature survivalist
Trap maker


Powers:
Hunter of Darkness- During the day, Thule is a fairly good hunter. At night or in dark places, his senses sharpen to the point that he is a lot more dangerous then he is during the day.

Supernatural strength and agility- In his human form, Thule is fairly healthy and fit due to a love of the outdoors and a desire to keep himself in top form. When he transforms into his shifted form, that strength and agility is enhanced; even more so than normal if he has a belly full of meat.

Howl of Dread- While more often used in his shifted form, Thule can use the Howl of Dread as a human. Quite simply, it is a very loud howl that enters the brains of those who hear it and flicks all the switches in control of the 'flee' respond.

Background:
Thule Alexander was born in the coastal city of Warrnambool, Victoria, Australia as the youngest (And only male) child of Russ and Lyra Alexander. While he was closer to his mother and sisters than he was with his father due to the fact that Russ often had to go overseas for months at a time due to his military career, whenever Russ came home the whole family would gather together to go on a camping trip somewhere. It was a very big event for the whole family and months of planning often went into picking where the new campsite was going to be.

During one of these trips disaster stuck. Officially, the camp came under attack by what was believed to be a werewolf shifter, Thule being the only one spared because he had been 'answering the call of nature' went the attack began and fled into the forest surrounding the camp site to be found by rescue crews a few days later. None of his family survived the attack. While a manhunt was launched to find the rouge shifter and several shifters with wolfish forms were brought in for question, no one was ever conflicted of the crime.

The truth of what happened is known only to Thule himself. While it was true that he got up to answer natures call, while he was away from the camp a teenaged Thule shifted for the first time in his life. He had no idea he was a shifter prior to this and the change completely caught him off guard... as well as the hunger that came with it. Completely overtaken by his new forms need to consume fresh meat, Thule returned to the camp and slaughtered his whole family. Once the hunger had been satisfied by the meat of his kin, Thule regained his senses enough to understand exactly what he had done. Shifting back into his human form, he fled into the woods and managed to clean himself up in a nearby river before he was found by the rescue workers days later.

With his aunt and uncle becoming his caretakers with the death of his parents, Thule was noticeably very reluctant to talk about what had happened and largely kept to himself, often times disappearing only to be found out of town or in the parks... places were there weren't lots of people and nature reigned. This behavior always worried his aunt since several people had disappeared over the years after Thule came to live with them, a clear sign that the world was going to hell and it simply wasn't safe to disappear like that anymore.

Thule needed to take several anti depressants and regularly see professional help for a number of years after the incident, the guilt and trauma of the event haunting him through his teenage years. There was a serious concern that he would commit suicide until a fateful encounter with one of the local priests, Father Arther. The Father took Thule under his care and offered him advice and guidance; The man knew how to talk to people and his words seemed to reach Thule unlike many before. One of the things that Father Arther had told Thule that stuck was that there was a higher power out there that had a divine plan for everything, even the seemingly random and horrible things that happened in life. As tragic as the deaths of his family was the fact that Thule survived was a sign that the greater power had a reason to spare him from the same fate as his family and that he still had a place in the grand scheme of things. While some might have disagreed with such words, they none the less seemed to grant Thule a degree of inner peace.

It was no surprise to anyone when Thule dedicated himself to be a survival nature guide, learning how to survive in a wide range of environments (Often times by visiting them himself) and showing others how to avoid becoming just another one of those people who vanished into the wilderness and was never heard from again. Even before the incident that claimed his family he loved going out into the wild and afterwards he would often flee to places were he could be close to nature whenever he was frightened or just felt the need to get away from everyone else.

Things were going fairly well for Thule Alexander... until he woke up one day to find himself in the greatest challenge of his life.

Personality:
Thule Alexander is a confident man when it comes to wilderness survival. Nine times out of ten he knows what to do in a given situation and the tenth he normally knows enough to wing it successfully. This is a man that will remain cool headed and in control while everyone else is freaking the hell out, a fact that will often promote him to take a leadership position of some kind. Even if he isn't a leader of a given group, his advice will often be worth listening too.

However under the friendly smile lies the hunger. It is always there and it has been ever since he shifted for the first time all those years ago. He will never speak of it, but combined with his steadfast belief that god has a place in the divine plan even for someone who occasionally does taboo things like himself, Thule has long ago stopped feeling guilt for his need to satisfy his inhuman hunger.

Other:
Theme song:

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

With something of a sigh, Magus watched as the group laid into each other as differing ideologies and old hatreds smashed into each other like a run away cart into a wall.

Looking around for an old, long abandoned tombstone that no one would really care about if something were to happen to it. Taking one last glance towards the growing argument, Magus raised a gloved hand... And then the tombstone exploded.

Those who had been to engrossed in their own little world to pay attention to Magus would simply hear the loud noise of a stone being violently smashed. Those that were paying attention to the world around them would notice what appeared to be a dark ball of magic gathering around the palm of the robed man's gloved hand before he pushed it, causing it to fly like an arrow before striking its target in the old, worn stone and causing it to explode as if it had been hit by a large hammer before wielded by one of the darknuts present.

While those who witnessed it would be able to tell that it was clearly some sort of dark magic being wielded, only two beings present would have any idea of its true nature. This wasn't just some fancy hair trick, this was the old magic of the Twili; The magic created in the dawn of the world by those who envied the ones who horded the blessing of the Goddesses for themselves.

Well aware that if the usage of magic didn't bring about silence the sound of exploding tombstone would, Magus turned towards the group as if he was pleasantly surprised to have their attention. "Oh I'm sorry, I just decided that I would get some practice in while you all carried on with your no doubt meaningful discussions. Since you all seem to have wrapped that up, I'm sure that all of you are willing to continue hearing Lethe out." Turning his hooded gaze towards the fairy in question he politely nodded his head as a sign that he was surrendering the stage to her once again.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Sorry for the delay in posting. I'll get something up tomorrow!

Equestria Divided: In Nominé - MLP RP

Quick question because I'm pretty sure Torrential would know it... Does Snow Tail bare Silver Sweeper's blessing or is her relationship with her patron more on a business level?

Equestria Divided: In Nominé - MLP RP

Cries of either joy nor fear were able to reach Torrential's ear as the alicorn simply soared in his element.

If he had been on his own he would have closed his eyes and simply allowed his impulses to dictate his actions in order to enjoy the moment to the fullest. But he didn't. He wasn't alone and that required that he reign himself in for their sakes. A metaphor for the relationship between mortal and alicorn perhaps? Torrential simply chuckled softly to himself at the thought.

Despite the cloudless sky, Torrential didn't see anything larger than a goose as it was flying in formation with the rest of its flock as they made their way south wards. Not surprising really. The 'light show' he had caused would have easily caused chaos and confusion in its wake and any competent commander would recall any patrols both flying and land based in order to A) Get a head count to see if everyone was alright while B) Getting a good idea of who could be spared from keeping the civilian panic to a minimum in order to check out what the hell had caused it.

Such things took organization and organization took time. Time that Torrential was more than willing to take advantage of to get clear of any possible scouts. He didn't hurt that he was flying over a generally untrodden part of the land in the first place.

As the hours passed and the sun seemed to travel across the sky, the landscape below started to change color from dusty reds and browns to a steadily healthy green. There was even a couple of clouds that were hanging in the sky like gazing sheep, a sign that Torrential had reached the edge of Earthborn turf. With great care, he started towards the ground, slowing down so that when he touched the ground all he needed to do was trot a little before coming to a complete stop and kneeling down so that his passangers could get off at their leisure. "All ashore who's going ashore. You don't have to get off but you'll be expected to offer something for the service." There was a joyful hint to his voice that suggested that he really wanted someone to ask him what the price would be.

Equestria Divided: In Nominé - MLP RP

I'm currently waiting for someone else to post so that I'm not just flooding it with my own posts.

However, I'll give it another day. If no one posts by than, I will. Sound good?

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

You know, Magus is going to be asking some questions about the triforce once the group has gotten passed its 'early teething' problems. Mostly about what role it played during King Ganondorf the demented's (He refuses to call Ganondorf the 'King of Darkness' like some light blinded fool) first reign as the tyrant of Hyrule.

On a personal note, when one looks into the official lore of the Triforce across the Zelda series, its actually kind of sinister in nature. Even more so if you consider the Legend of Zelda comics by Valiant.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

In Magus's defense, he doesn't really know what the big deal is. He wasn't walking around Hyrule during the reign of the dark king, nor was he raised with stories about how horrible those years were. Sure, he did some research into the subject on his own time but any historian knows how much myth and legend blows the reality out of proportion; Not to mention all the horrible tales and stories that people tell each other that weren't true but they believed to be so.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

I'll wait for Cain to have his say before countering.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

I find it funny that someone is accusing a Twili of being a Goddess lover.