- revontulet zarki .

OOC Information
OOC Name: Sanity
Link to Previous Character: Clovis

General
Name: Revontulet Zarki
Alias: The Magician , Revon , Rev, Revvy (only for a select few)
Species: Sennyo
Gender: Male
Age: 127
Pack: Loner
Rank: n/a

Physical
Height: 47 inches
Weight: 27 lbs.
Appearance: Revontulet is quite the sight. His appearance just screams his personality as it is unique, and quite flamboyant. Frail like any other sennyo but taller than most, he’s in no condition to endure extensive fighting. His body and head are of a calm navy blue, speckled in white, resembling the stars in the night sky. A streak of purple starts from the back of his head and runs along his spine and stops just above his shoulder, only to turn into a mesmerizing yellow color. The yellow continues to run down the top of his body, stopping right at his hind. It comes back again at the lower half of his tail. His legs fade from dotted blue to a dark royal purple. His paws are the same yellow from the stripe on his back and tail, and seem as if he was walking through a path of liquid gold. Flecks of this golden yellow can be seen amongst his purple stockings, but only if one looks close enough.

The insides of his ears and the section at the bottom of his head and around his cheeks are a lighter yellow. Revontulet’s antennas are a dark navy blue with golden yellow on the ends. No matter where you feel along his body, his fur is as smooth as silk as Revon is someone who likes to be constantly well groomed. No one likes a poorly dressed performer, why should this magician be any different? His eyes are a dark and soulless grey. Many believe them to be devoid of life or the result from his ‘old’ age, but it’s not the case. Revon had been blessed with such eyes since he was a young pup, inherited from his father. His father is also the reason as to why he looks so different from his siblings, as he takes after the elder Zarki the most.

For his wings, they closely resemble those of an anastrus neaeris, the Blue Duskywing butterfly. Revontulet’s voice can be both soft and loud, depending on how he is. He’s often talking though, be it for performing a show or just because of constant conversation, it seems at times it can be quite impossible to shut him up. When it is for telling his stories though, his voice is like silk and seems to draw others in, allowing it to become an addiction causing for many to yearn for more. Sickly sweet and quite seductive, if he hadn’t gone into the business of performing, it would have proved to be quite handy in the art of persuasion.
Other: Revontulet means Aurora Borealis/Northern Lights in Finnish

Mental
Strengths: charismatic , creative/imaginative , affable , open-minded , hallucinations .
Weaknesses: love/Kylma , stubborn , loud , eyes are the doors to his soul .
Personality: Revontulet is genuinely quite the affable wolf. He’s got that easy to talk to aura and though he isn’t much of a smooth talker, that goofy smile and child-at-heart charisma has got to earn him points, right? He can be a little loud and overconfident at times and loves a good laugh. Revon doesn’t like to take much seriously and would much rather have fun instead of being all mature and adult-like all the time. A good word to describe him is joker, as he’s always joking around and quite childish. He’s also very stubborn and once he has his mind set on something it’s going to take a hell of a lot of work to get him to think otherwise.

Revon is incredibly creative and a true artist. He uses his hallucination powers to tell stories and create shows which he preforms for a living. It gives him some artistic flare and a wild imagination. He’s always eager to tell one of his stories and they never fail to amaze. From heartbreaking to hilarious and playful, his tales provide some joy and happiness, which he values. Revontulet feels that through his ability to entertain others, it gives him a purpose and a reason in the world.

On the outside, Revon seems like a fairly bold character, but on the inside he isn’t all that reassured in himself. He tends to think he just isn’t good enough and far from perfect. He feels that his brothers and sisters are the better children, that he is nothing but a waste. That’s why he values his abilities so much as it’s all he has left to make himself feel useful. For some reason, he’s had the impression that he was no where close to as good as his siblings, and this gave him motivation to become better and learn to fully harness his hallucination powers. Through all of this though, he still loves his family more than anything.

Revontulet can be very blunt at times and isn’t afraid to through a witty insult or comeback here and there. Concerning his love life, Revon isn’t interested in a long-term relationship. He’s terrified to fall in love again and though he’ll jokingly make advances and flirt about, he has no interest. With other species, he’s incredibly open minded and if he see’s someone who’s a bit more different than everyone else, he’ll surely go to them first. He values individuality and uniqueness as he too, is quite unique.

History: Born into a family working in a traveling show, Revontulet has been influenced by performing since the day he was born. Dora'fae and Malven Zarki were two sennyo who had joined up with others and formed a small circus of sorts. Many of them had been blessed with gifts from the Great Spirit, gaining abilities that helped make the traveling show a success. It attracted many others, making them grow fascinated and want more of the group of talented wolves. They went from pack to pack, land to land, entertaining all. It was a reasonable lifestyle for those who wanted more out of their life than just hunting and to live under the command of another wolf. Eventually, Dora'fae and Malven had a litter of their own, adding to the growing band of gypsies and entertainers. In that litter was born Revontulet and his siblings.

The two parents had nurtured their children with as much love and care they could give, as it had been rare for sennyo to conceive a fairly healthy litter. With the help of other members of the show, the pups grew up in a loving and exciting environment. From a young age, they learned tricks of the trade from not only their parents but others who helped look after them. Revon was happy, as was the rest of his family, and couldn’t wait to officially start working alongside his parents, siblings, and those he considered his own family. The show was tightly knit, and had a strong bond, but there were still a few who were not sennyo and were unable to live such long lives. It saddened Revon and would change his usual energetic and carefree mood and turn it into something more somber. Though, with the encouraging words from those all around him, he learned to look past it and not let his mourning take such a toll on his young spirit.

He continued to live a positive life, constantly playing with his siblings and watching the entertainers of the traveling show work and perform. Revontulet took a strong interest in it all, and especially in his father. He looked up to him like no other, and resembling him so much from his pelt all the way down to his personality, it warmed his heart. Malven was the life of the party in a way, he kept things lively and running, and made sure everyone was enjoying themselves. Revon was the little boy that wanted to be just like his father, and eventually, he did turn out to be quite like the elder Zarki, but that wasn’t until much later.

Revontulet was the last to discover what talent he held. His siblings had found out about their abilities and set out to master them, leaving Revontulet to himself, terribly lonely and feeling useless. All he felt he was good for was his imagination and storytelling, which still wasn’t as extraordinary as the rest of his family. It wasn’t until he reached the age of four did he discover his power. The litter of now grown sennyo where gathered around in a meadow one day, showing off their tricks and skills to each other. When it was Revon’s turn, he had decided to go with a story, the tale of a butterfly who no matter how hard he tried, could never be the beautiful creature that everyone wanted, so he went on a journey in search of a potion to make him magnificent. In the middle of his story, suddenly the butterfly he had described appeared before them, just out of thin air and fluttered right in front of them. As Revon continued to speak, smaller versions of the characters he described appeared as well, floating in mid air with the butterfly. Of course, it was obvious it had been a mirage as the figures were slightly translucent and had a shimmer to them, but it left Revontulet and his siblings in awe.

After the ‘Butterfly Incident’, something everyone in the traveling show came to name, Revon quickly began his self training, learning how to control his newly found gift and master it as best he could. Day by day, night by night, he continued to grow more powerful and soon, he found his place in the show. Not only did he use his Hallucination powers to tell stories, he also used it to ‘pull things from thin air’, earning his title as The Magician. Charismatic, affable, and a true entertainer, he not only made his parents proud, but also brought joy to others. He was happy, and enjoyed what he did with his life, and was pleased with everything around him.

Fifteen years after their first one, Dora'fae and Malven were blessed with a second litter. Revon and the rest of the show took a strong interest in the new youngest members of the group. The one that Revontulet came to love the most was Dev’on, though. There was a connection of sorts between them, and somehow it sparked Revon to take an interest in his new younger brother. The two grew close, and a strong bond was formed over years together. Though they didn’t perform together as he served as a Magician and storyteller and Dev’on worked closely with their gypsy mother and his sister, Mairon; they still stayed by each other’s sides while they weren’t performing. It didn’t last forever though, as Revon left the traveling show to venture on his own around the age of 30.

A one man show, Revontulet continued to perform and entertain many. Sometimes he would perform for those without a pack, choosing a spot and putting on a small show for loners like him who constantly traveled and other times he would perform for those of high status in packs, being repaid in food and shelter. Either way, he did so because he lived to please and bring joy, and there was nothing that would ever end that for him.

While performing, another sennyo took interest in his work, mesmerized by the beauty of the mirages and captivated by the stories Revon told. He too, took interest in the female, who was named Kylma. They talked, and she listened to his life story, all the way from what he could remember from his childhood up to where he was then with her, and even after she left to find shelter for the night, he continued to follow her like a lost pup. Kylma found his company enjoyable and he hers, and soon, they became an inseparable pair. Though she had no powers or abilities like Revon, her voice was still quite lovely. Not as wonderful as a cael, but to Revon, the sound of her voice was not only melodic, but angelic. While he told his stories and played his tricks, she would sing softly in the background, always with a smile on her lips and her heart filled with joy. Revontulet felt the same, and even when there was no audience, he would create images of pure beauty, just for her.

But true happiness can never last as Kylma eventually grew terribly ill. Pack healers refused to help her as they feared the disease would spread from the body of a mere loner to their pack lands, and even other loners grew wary of her presence. Revon was helpless as he had no idea what to do. Even though many told him to stay away and let her die, he refused to do so. He stayed by her side, only ever leaving her to bring her food or water. He even gave up his own opportunity to eat because he feared every minute would be her very last. Through the night, Revontulet creating images in the air, all composed of things Kylma enjoyed and loved. He told stories of joy and happiness even though his heart continued to break and slowly become ravaged by sadness. On her last night in the world, he gave her the images of an Aurora Borealis, the lights in the night sky from which he was named after.

She passed quietly, the image of the Northern Lights and Revontulet’s face, the last thing she remembered. Revon cried through the night, mourning over the loss of his lover. Eventually when the sun began to rise from the horizon, he left her body, Kylma’s lifeless figure resting under a large tree. After 40 years together, they were finally parted souls. He never looked back, he just walked and walked for as long and as far as he could. He didn’t put on a show for months, but remembered the words of his old family, those he left behind in the traveling show, and eventually pushed passed it. His stories were only those of loss, sadness, and death, and he carried on that way for at least a year.

It’s been 52 years since Kylma’s death and now Revontulet is 127 years of age. He has gained back his former self, cheerful, charismatic, and a true showman, but occasionally, when the night is just as it was when Kylma passed, he’ll tell his story. The story he made about his life with his former lover... The story he dedicated to her.

Other: Purchase thread for hallucination here.