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ZACOR SIAN
ZACOR SIAN
Etymology
Name Zacor Sian
Meaning "cooler than your '69 fender", "gift of god"
Pronunciation ZAH-core Sharn
Personal
Gender Male
Orientation Heterosexual
Sub-species Eurasian Wolf
Age 2 years
Height — optime 7'1"
Weight — optime 195 lbs
Birthday 20th February 2006
Birthplace Wales
Luperci Yes
Transmission Birth
Affiliations
Current Pack Angheuol (pending)
Current Rank Sloth
Previous Pack Eidolon
Previous Rank Tywysog (Prince)
Previous Pack ?
Previous Rank Puppy
Relations
Dam Molly Conelly
Sire Siddhartha
Adoptive Sire Zephyrin Sian
Mate none
Love Interest Anathra Sile
Offspring none
Personality
King of Apathy. Black sky took a needle to his eye and sucked out all its glow.
Appearance
Balto-esque brown fur with green eyes reminiscent of the Amazon and an over-grown fauxhawk dyed lightening blond, for which the roots are starting to show because he is too negligent to ask Anathra to redye it. He is the "tall and awkward" archetype, frequently accused of being skin and bones because he is too careless to eat regularly. He has plugs and a few studs in each ear, but the color of the metal is debatable since they have weathered a bit of havoc since his journey from Wales to Nova Scotia. Because he is not an emo, he has a tattoo of a parrot on his right hip instead of swallows.
History
His mother didn't want him, so she put him in a little red wagon with a "for sale" sign and hoisted him off on Zephyrin Sian, who was searching the black market for a heir (since he was either too crazy to get laid, or nature did right by making him sterile). He was brought up in Zephyrin's pack, Eidolon, as a Prince expected to succeed his adoptive father as the leader, but he didn't give a damn about the idea and thought Zephyrin's ritual sacrifices and other Pagan practices were questionable. For this reason, he has strayed from organized religion after seeing how an individual can use it as an excuse for any and all actions, no matter how horrible or ridiculous. When Anathra came back to Eidolon, she noticed Zacor's unhappiness and decided to sneak him away to Bleeding Souls in Nova Scotia just before the fire forced everyone to move.
Name Zacor Sian
Meaning "cooler than your '69 fender", "gift of god"
Pronunciation ZAH-core Sharn
Personal
Gender Male
Orientation Heterosexual
Sub-species Eurasian Wolf
Age 2 years
Height — optime 7'1"
Weight — optime 195 lbs
Birthday 20th February 2006
Birthplace Wales
Luperci Yes
Transmission Birth
Affiliations
Current Pack Angheuol (pending)
Current Rank Sloth
Previous Pack Eidolon
Previous Rank Tywysog (Prince)
Previous Pack ?
Previous Rank Puppy
Relations
Dam Molly Conelly
Sire Siddhartha
Adoptive Sire Zephyrin Sian
Mate none
Love Interest Anathra Sile
Offspring none
Personality
King of Apathy. Black sky took a needle to his eye and sucked out all its glow.
Appearance
Balto-esque brown fur with green eyes reminiscent of the Amazon and an over-grown fauxhawk dyed lightening blond, for which the roots are starting to show because he is too negligent to ask Anathra to redye it. He is the "tall and awkward" archetype, frequently accused of being skin and bones because he is too careless to eat regularly. He has plugs and a few studs in each ear, but the color of the metal is debatable since they have weathered a bit of havoc since his journey from Wales to Nova Scotia. Because he is not an emo, he has a tattoo of a parrot on his right hip instead of swallows.
History
His mother didn't want him, so she put him in a little red wagon with a "for sale" sign and hoisted him off on Zephyrin Sian, who was searching the black market for a heir (since he was either too crazy to get laid, or nature did right by making him sterile). He was brought up in Zephyrin's pack, Eidolon, as a Prince expected to succeed his adoptive father as the leader, but he didn't give a damn about the idea and thought Zephyrin's ritual sacrifices and other Pagan practices were questionable. For this reason, he has strayed from organized religion after seeing how an individual can use it as an excuse for any and all actions, no matter how horrible or ridiculous. When Anathra came back to Eidolon, she noticed Zacor's unhappiness and decided to sneak him away to Bleeding Souls in Nova Scotia just before the fire forced everyone to move.
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