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Despi, Raze, San
Date of Birth:
3rd March 2016
Odysseus is a mongrel, born into a bloodline of rabbit hunters and general working dogs. As a result, he is slender and agile, with proportionally long legs for his diminutive size, but sturdier in shape than the typical sighthound. His short coat is not as sleek, either; often disheveled, it is coarse and thick enough to suggest feral blood somewhere in his ancestry. Rather than the batlike ears of most podencos (though he’s inherited the size), his semi-prick ears flop unevenly. His muzzle is slender and handsome.

He is dark in coloration, streaks of shadow brindling the murky brown base of his coat, distrubed only by a smatter of white on some toes and a locket on his chest. An almost-symmetrical white blaze breaks up his black mask. His eyes, shadowed and tired even above an animated and supercilious grin, are a wildtype amber coloration. In his favored Optime form, his black mane falls nearly shoulder-length; silky when well-cared-for, it’s often tousled and constantly being flicked out of his face. Small scars nick snout, ear, and cheekbone: enough to draw the eye, but none individually distinct enough to lend itself to description.

Highly humanized, Odie is dressed at minimum in dark trousers and some form of top (billowy white linen shirts being his favorite), both for style and to obfuscate his assigned sex. He has a special penchant for black leather (though much he owns is faded or imperfectly dyed, both as practical armor nicked from use, and for extraneous decoration. Also “decorative” are the handful of blades sheathed on his person, meant to intimidate or impress the naive (and to make actual experts underestimate him, as all but two of these small weapons are of unusably poor quality).
On first impression, Odie has the air of a swashbuckler. Full of reckless bravado befitting a much younger man, he is quick with his tongue and seemingly unafraid of consequence. His presence is flamboyant and loud, and he addresses even strangers in a friendly and familiar way. He seems drawn to trouble, but he rarely causes it — on his own behalf. Instead, Odysseus is driven to defend the honor of those who cannot defend themselves: a chronic hero, he doesn’t hesitate to swoop in with a flurry of insults or a flurry of steel. He is capable of careful tenderness when the situation calls for it, belying his brash and foolhardy demeanor. Brave and good-hearted, if aggravating, he makes for a good and loyal friend, and an entertaining and flashy lover.

Until he sobers up.

Motivated ultimately by escapism rather than good morals, the reason Odie throws himself so passionately into others’ affairs is because he prefers to forget his own. Parties, flings, alcohol, and daring adventures all serve to keep the darkness at bay. Odysseus is intensely self-loathing, and without adequate preoccupation (or with hangover symptoms), this negativity spills out and affects others: he becomes cynical, snappish, and altogether unpleasant to be around.

The deepest truth of his heroic antics is simple: perhaps if he dies in the pursuit of justice and honor, it will make up for the rest of his misdeeds without need for further effort.
Disowned family: parents and a sister. And Montague.
Odysseus was born in a prosperous Spanish port town, shackled by a different name and a certain set of expectations. He was an adventurous and scrappy youth, and his parents were permissive in his adolescence — believing that the antics of their “tomboy daughter” were harmless enough. However, when Odie came of age, this tolerance abruptly ended. He was to marry the son of an affluent family, to beget children, to bring his family into greater esteem in the eyes of the courts. Refusing this, Odie disowned his family and left.

He stowed away on a foreign merchant vessel, but was quickly discovered by the crew who, protective of their rations, threatened to throw him overboard. However, the captain sympathized with Odie’s plight and permitted him to stay in exchange for manual labor. Odysseus ended up staying on with the crew even beyond the next stop, having come to view his time on the Mediterranean as part of a great adventure.

However, when the ship attempted its first voyage across the Atlantic Ocean, a terrible storm wrecked the vessel. Thrown overboard, Odie barely managed to survive the waves, clinging to flotsam as his crewmates met their own disastrous fates. Miraculously, Odysseus was able to last the night, and another ship came across the wreckage that dawn. A wolf named Montague saw and convinced his captain to rescue Odie, and tended to him after his terrible experience. As a result, the two men bonded quickly, and after the ship reached port, Odysseus decided to keep traveling with Montague.

The pair landed in New Orleans where they stayed for a few years, falling in with a small mercenary gang (and falling in love). Odie came to view their close-knit group as family — which made it all the more devastating when a horrifying disease infiltrated the band and took a handful of lives before anyone knew what was going on. Odie and Montague did what they had to to stop the spread.

The pair traveled further north for a change in scenery, never lingering long in any particular area — often because of Odysseus causing trouble and damaging relationships. The outbreak had caused something of a personality change in Odie, who became increasingly self-destructive and negative, and began to drink more to cope. However, Montague stuck loyally by him throughout these challenges, confident he would eventually find peace.

Eventually, they settled in a quiet part of the Canadian wilderness. Simple living was therapeutic for Odie for a while, though he always had the itch for more adventure. One such adventure led him to meet a lone coyote woman whose sharp but goodhearted nature made her quick to befriend the pair. This bond deepened until the trio thought to form a little family of their own — however, this did not last. Odie’s troubled tendencies came to a head, and the coyote, less forgiving than Montague, chased him off.

Odysseus has been traveling alone since.
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