Interested in This Guy? HERE’S HIS OLD BIO!!!
Your name is Moriar Entura, and BOY are you a FREAK of nature! As if it weren’t bad enough that you were a Lime Blooded, there is something clearly… not right. Your think pan has suffered from some kind of irreversable damage. It may also have something to do with the fact that the limepigment is missing from one of your eyes. Who knows? Anyone who has ever been close enough to you to ask has only received random unrelated babble in response.
Of course in addition to your craziness you are quite feral. Living amongst the wild lusi of Alternia may have that effect on a troll. But being able to commune with them has been an added plus, even if they don’t understand you all the time, at least they don’t want to kill you for your blood color. You’ve been hiveless for 10 sweeps now, so you and your ferret lusus have taken to survival with other random packs or groups of beasts that take you in now and than. The closest thing you have to a hive is a small half dug hole/cavern in the middle of a prairie to horde the stuff you pilfer off of innocent passer by trolls. You are plagued by large green bags beneath your eyes from being constantly vigilant and on the run to survive. You don’t sleep often, and when you do, it’s a precious precious gift. When you DO have to go into town you disguise yourself. Your think pan can’t seem to recall why, but your instinct and intuition seem to recall how important it is to hide your blood from others.
You understand so little when it comes to quadrants, moiraligence being the only quadrant conceivable to your mind as a whole, what harboring pack experience. But who knows, maybe it’s because you have yet to find someone who can make your blood pump soar passed the anomalies of your horribly fucked over think pan. And the same going for your spades. Not to worry though. You get your fair share of ‘action.’ Fucking like an animal…. literally. Hard. With everything, and everyone.
But let’s be honest here. Even with added insanity, you’re a riot to be around. Randomly breaking out into song, rolling around on the floor, scuttling about, licking people’s faces, and other strange yet hysterical behavior that comes with being crazy. And so long as others do not make themselves a threat to you, you’re pretty harmless. You speak, “In a vuh-huh-HAAARRYYY exaaaggerated tone! And mmmmmm sometimesabitincapableofdiscerning JUST, what the topic of said conversation, is…”
Quadrants : ALL OPEN
Name: Moriar Entura
Age: 13 Sweeps (26 Years)
Power: Communes with Animals. High Intuition.
Weapon: ? kind
Fetch Modi: ?
Bloodcolor: Yellow Lime
Moon: Derse Dreamer??
Player Title: ??? of ???
Land: ??? and ???
Lusus: Ferret Lusus
Likes: Gnawing, Sex, Sleeping, Exploring, Tasty Things, When your nose is running and the wind is whipping at your face, Play-Wrestling.
Dislikes: Being on the Run, Occasionally hiding his Appearence, Sense, When People Yell at him for Things he Doesn’t Understand, When his belly is Empty.
Think your troll can handle him?
Than you should send me some fanmail with a description of why you think your troll and Mori would be a great fit! And for what quad!