Post by Bistre Simul Stamus on Oct 18, 2014 20:02:41 GMT
NAME: Bistre Simul Stamus
NICKNAME: None, and any attempts to give him one are seen as signs of disrespect
NAME ORIGIN: Latin, a shade of greyish black because of his fur
FORMER NAMES: N/A
WARRIOR NAME: N/A
BIRTH DATE: 14 moons of age as of 10/18/14
AGING: Real time unless stated otherwise for a plot reason.
GENDER: Male
GENDER IDENTITY: Male
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
ROMANTIC: Not at all. Gruffness is the closest he'll get to affection. You'll be lucky if his sarcasm even implies something nice about someone else.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Taken.
CURRENT RELATIONSHIP: Married to Harrierstar(?) of Hawkclan as a part of an alliance between their clans. They rarely see each other, but it's a vow he has taken very seriously.
FORMER RELATIONSHIPS: Serenade Mortem, mother to his children Gendry Simul Stamus and Miles Mortem. Passed away during childbirth.
ALLIANCE: The Elite
PAST ALLIANCES: (Listed from the most recent) Hawkclan, Shadowclan, Darkclan, The Elite
RANK: Leader of the Elite
FORMER RANKS: Warchief, Sergeant, Spirit of Hawkclan.
POWERS: The Sight
FORMER POWERS: N/A
BODIES: N/A
FORMER BODIES: N/A
LANGUAGES KNOWN: The common cat tongue and latin.
NATIVE: Latin
FLUENT: Both
MOST COMFORTABLE WITH: The native tongue. He was raised with Latin back when he was a kitten in the Elite, so he's a bit rusty because he hasn't been able to speak to others with that.
LEAST COMFORTABLE WITH: Canine. (Assuming they speak another language because they're a different species) He can make out what a big cat says, but the accent will throw him off sometimes.
MOST USED: Common tongue.
LEAST USED: Latin. Used when angry or scolding, or when he doesn't want to be heard/easily interpreted.
ACCENT: Latin
STRENGTH OF ACCENT: Moderate.
APPEARANCES:
Bistre is a dark grey tabby tom with diluted olive green eyes. The rich colors on the main apex of his pelt are only on the outer later, backed by a thick a soft white undercoat that often fluffs out-especially around the base of his neck. Due to his pelt being such a high maintenance, this cat acts compulsory to keep it clean, tidy, and of debris at all times. Pawpads are also worked to be kept just as free of grime, though they are his least favorite to brush his tongue over. Claws are kept short and tidy, though sharp for accurate precision.
Due to the conditions of his birth (being born to young parents) he will always will be a tom on the short side, but other than that there are no other physical deformities. More regarding this will be described in his personality.
PERSONALITY:
Due to a genetic accident or some other unforeseen complications, Bistre was reared as the runt kit in the litter. His small stature unfortunately does not get much better, and the tom reaches about the size of a 8-9 moon old kit before his growth stunts entirely. He is very self-conscious about his size, and works harder so he will feel safe in his own skin, so to speak.
By the time he'd grown up into a proper tom, he had the skill to take on and take down cats of normal (and even double) his size. Along with his hard formed confidence he boosts quite a bit of an ego when he chooses to speak, though he doesn't talk often. When he chooses to open his mouth to others, his voice is quick and his tone is sharp. It is easy to annoy him, or claw under his pelt, though every day irritations aren't usually enough to make his claws slip out.
As for personal quirks, his nest must be kept clean at all times along with his pelt, claws, and the cats he associates with. This eventually grows to him needing all of the dens to be clean all the way to the camp needing to be in order for him to function at full proficiency - needless to say, he has just a little OCD. Though it is an apprentice task, he will take it upon himself to do cleaning jobs around camp because nine times out often he does not trust that the younger cats can do a clean enough job.
He deeply respects the power of authority and believes the words of the leaders and high powers to be law. This can tend to make him blunt and hard to approach, if approachable at all. His parents, as well as all queens and elders, get the proper respect they deserve from this cat, and any who threaten their integrity should fear his claws.
As a leader he will be equally as strict, he will follow his judgement and intuition and smite doubt.
History:
Bistre Simul Stamus was born in the Elite and engaged to Serenade Mortem, their marriage was supposed to unite their houses, though there was always more feelings of affection versus feelings of duty between them. He really liked her, but they were too young for love, they just had a cute relationship.
He and Dias Midday had grown up together in the approval of their parents expectations. They became so close they were like brothers, and were often hard to separate. They were inseparable in life and in battle.
There was a she-cat who had come to stay with them while their clan was under siege of Evenfall, her name was Harrierpaw. They too had come to know each other in the moons of uncertainty that fell upon the Elite and her home, Hawkclan, but they bonded and he would remember her after she left for the beaches she called her home.
Then the Elite fell to Skullclan forces, and instead of leaving with Serenade and Dias after the fall he remained in the rubble for a whole moon awaiting for any signs of life. He and Harrierpaw waited together for rescue, and were alone the whole time. They hunted for each other, gave lessons on language and battle skills, kept each other alive - but after a messenger came to retrieve Harrierpaw, Bistre left to find his father who currently resided in Darkclan. He stayed there until his Father's untimely death, and slowly made his way to Shadowclan from there.
Shortly after swearing his loyalty, Shadowclan pulled a raid on Hawkclan, testing Bistre's loyalty with his firendship and home. He stopped Dias from taking Harrierbeat captive as a prisoner, claiming he was repaying a life debt for the time they had spent together shivering in the rubble of his old homeland. On their way back to camp, Dias revealed that he had impregnated Serenade somewhere in Bistre's absence, and that she was due to have his kits in a little over a moon.
Heartbroken over the betrayal of his fiancee, Bistre tried desperately to get his life together. He found it hard to trust anyone, but he was willing to try and get close to others once more. Ravenwing Resuram also adopted him as an apprentice and secretly taught him the ways of the Darkforest.
(Everything below this is a BRANCH OFF from the WCRPG and a change exclusive to ANDOW.)
He had learned the secrets of the daemons that had torn apart the Elite, and began to attempt to contact them as they creeped within his dreams. It was the call of his bloodline and the harness of his heart that drew them to him, and he found his life's purpose through them. From within his mind they drew a path he traveled alone to make it to the Elite's new territory, and through their strength he was able to collect enough cats to over take the territory and call it their own.
Upon looking for their first alliance, Bistre reached out to Hawkclan because it was on the opposite side of the territories sanctioned between the clans. He assumed that if he had an enemy out there, he could have Hawkclan step out in his stead as a force of power, and intends to use their polar edges of the land to reign his power and hold order between the clans.
To seal this union, he took on Harrierstar(?) as his wife and swore his life onto her. Unlike the leaders of the Starcat's, he does not have nine lives, so he believes that his vow is stronger than hers because 'til death do us part' can separate them as soon as she looses a life. He will do his best to not let the alliance falter between now and then. He has Fathered no children through her.
COMBAT: 10/10
HUNTING: 9/10
TRACKING: 10/10
NAVIGATION: 10/10 through his own territory, 6/10 throughout the rest of the map.
FLIGHT: 0/10
AERIAL COMBAT: 0/10
CLIMBING: 6/10
INITIATIVE: 10/10
WITS: 10/10
LEADERSHIP: 7/10
INDEPENDENT: 10/10
TEAMWORK: 5/10
TRUSTWORTHY: 9/10
OVERALL SKILLS: 8/10
OVERALL QUALITIES: 8/10
HERBAL KNOWLEDGE: 0/10
PARENTS: Hatsheput Simul Stamul and Kal
ULTIMATE FEAR: Loosing everything. It has already happened enough times in his life for the tom to fear the darkness that creeps upon him when he closes his eyes.
NICKNAME: None, and any attempts to give him one are seen as signs of disrespect
NAME ORIGIN: Latin, a shade of greyish black because of his fur
FORMER NAMES: N/A
WARRIOR NAME: N/A
BIRTH DATE: 14 moons of age as of 10/18/14
AGING: Real time unless stated otherwise for a plot reason.
GENDER: Male
GENDER IDENTITY: Male
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
ROMANTIC: Not at all. Gruffness is the closest he'll get to affection. You'll be lucky if his sarcasm even implies something nice about someone else.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Taken.
CURRENT RELATIONSHIP: Married to Harrierstar(?) of Hawkclan as a part of an alliance between their clans. They rarely see each other, but it's a vow he has taken very seriously.
FORMER RELATIONSHIPS: Serenade Mortem, mother to his children Gendry Simul Stamus and Miles Mortem. Passed away during childbirth.
ALLIANCE: The Elite
PAST ALLIANCES: (Listed from the most recent) Hawkclan, Shadowclan, Darkclan, The Elite
RANK: Leader of the Elite
FORMER RANKS: Warchief, Sergeant, Spirit of Hawkclan.
POWERS: The Sight
FORMER POWERS: N/A
BODIES: N/A
FORMER BODIES: N/A
LANGUAGES KNOWN: The common cat tongue and latin.
NATIVE: Latin
FLUENT: Both
MOST COMFORTABLE WITH: The native tongue. He was raised with Latin back when he was a kitten in the Elite, so he's a bit rusty because he hasn't been able to speak to others with that.
LEAST COMFORTABLE WITH: Canine. (Assuming they speak another language because they're a different species) He can make out what a big cat says, but the accent will throw him off sometimes.
MOST USED: Common tongue.
LEAST USED: Latin. Used when angry or scolding, or when he doesn't want to be heard/easily interpreted.
ACCENT: Latin
STRENGTH OF ACCENT: Moderate.
APPEARANCES:
Bistre is a dark grey tabby tom with diluted olive green eyes. The rich colors on the main apex of his pelt are only on the outer later, backed by a thick a soft white undercoat that often fluffs out-especially around the base of his neck. Due to his pelt being such a high maintenance, this cat acts compulsory to keep it clean, tidy, and of debris at all times. Pawpads are also worked to be kept just as free of grime, though they are his least favorite to brush his tongue over. Claws are kept short and tidy, though sharp for accurate precision.
Due to the conditions of his birth (being born to young parents) he will always will be a tom on the short side, but other than that there are no other physical deformities. More regarding this will be described in his personality.
PERSONALITY:
Due to a genetic accident or some other unforeseen complications, Bistre was reared as the runt kit in the litter. His small stature unfortunately does not get much better, and the tom reaches about the size of a 8-9 moon old kit before his growth stunts entirely. He is very self-conscious about his size, and works harder so he will feel safe in his own skin, so to speak.
By the time he'd grown up into a proper tom, he had the skill to take on and take down cats of normal (and even double) his size. Along with his hard formed confidence he boosts quite a bit of an ego when he chooses to speak, though he doesn't talk often. When he chooses to open his mouth to others, his voice is quick and his tone is sharp. It is easy to annoy him, or claw under his pelt, though every day irritations aren't usually enough to make his claws slip out.
As for personal quirks, his nest must be kept clean at all times along with his pelt, claws, and the cats he associates with. This eventually grows to him needing all of the dens to be clean all the way to the camp needing to be in order for him to function at full proficiency - needless to say, he has just a little OCD. Though it is an apprentice task, he will take it upon himself to do cleaning jobs around camp because nine times out often he does not trust that the younger cats can do a clean enough job.
He deeply respects the power of authority and believes the words of the leaders and high powers to be law. This can tend to make him blunt and hard to approach, if approachable at all. His parents, as well as all queens and elders, get the proper respect they deserve from this cat, and any who threaten their integrity should fear his claws.
As a leader he will be equally as strict, he will follow his judgement and intuition and smite doubt.
History:
Bistre Simul Stamus was born in the Elite and engaged to Serenade Mortem, their marriage was supposed to unite their houses, though there was always more feelings of affection versus feelings of duty between them. He really liked her, but they were too young for love, they just had a cute relationship.
He and Dias Midday had grown up together in the approval of their parents expectations. They became so close they were like brothers, and were often hard to separate. They were inseparable in life and in battle.
There was a she-cat who had come to stay with them while their clan was under siege of Evenfall, her name was Harrierpaw. They too had come to know each other in the moons of uncertainty that fell upon the Elite and her home, Hawkclan, but they bonded and he would remember her after she left for the beaches she called her home.
Then the Elite fell to Skullclan forces, and instead of leaving with Serenade and Dias after the fall he remained in the rubble for a whole moon awaiting for any signs of life. He and Harrierpaw waited together for rescue, and were alone the whole time. They hunted for each other, gave lessons on language and battle skills, kept each other alive - but after a messenger came to retrieve Harrierpaw, Bistre left to find his father who currently resided in Darkclan. He stayed there until his Father's untimely death, and slowly made his way to Shadowclan from there.
Shortly after swearing his loyalty, Shadowclan pulled a raid on Hawkclan, testing Bistre's loyalty with his firendship and home. He stopped Dias from taking Harrierbeat captive as a prisoner, claiming he was repaying a life debt for the time they had spent together shivering in the rubble of his old homeland. On their way back to camp, Dias revealed that he had impregnated Serenade somewhere in Bistre's absence, and that she was due to have his kits in a little over a moon.
Heartbroken over the betrayal of his fiancee, Bistre tried desperately to get his life together. He found it hard to trust anyone, but he was willing to try and get close to others once more. Ravenwing Resuram also adopted him as an apprentice and secretly taught him the ways of the Darkforest.
(Everything below this is a BRANCH OFF from the WCRPG and a change exclusive to ANDOW.)
He had learned the secrets of the daemons that had torn apart the Elite, and began to attempt to contact them as they creeped within his dreams. It was the call of his bloodline and the harness of his heart that drew them to him, and he found his life's purpose through them. From within his mind they drew a path he traveled alone to make it to the Elite's new territory, and through their strength he was able to collect enough cats to over take the territory and call it their own.
Upon looking for their first alliance, Bistre reached out to Hawkclan because it was on the opposite side of the territories sanctioned between the clans. He assumed that if he had an enemy out there, he could have Hawkclan step out in his stead as a force of power, and intends to use their polar edges of the land to reign his power and hold order between the clans.
To seal this union, he took on Harrierstar(?) as his wife and swore his life onto her. Unlike the leaders of the Starcat's, he does not have nine lives, so he believes that his vow is stronger than hers because 'til death do us part' can separate them as soon as she looses a life. He will do his best to not let the alliance falter between now and then. He has Fathered no children through her.
COMBAT: 10/10
HUNTING: 9/10
TRACKING: 10/10
NAVIGATION: 10/10 through his own territory, 6/10 throughout the rest of the map.
FLIGHT: 0/10
AERIAL COMBAT: 0/10
CLIMBING: 6/10
INITIATIVE: 10/10
WITS: 10/10
LEADERSHIP: 7/10
INDEPENDENT: 10/10
TEAMWORK: 5/10
TRUSTWORTHY: 9/10
OVERALL SKILLS: 8/10
OVERALL QUALITIES: 8/10
HERBAL KNOWLEDGE: 0/10
PARENTS: Hatsheput Simul Stamul and Kal
ULTIMATE FEAR: Loosing everything. It has already happened enough times in his life for the tom to fear the darkness that creeps upon him when he closes his eyes.
