Cæsar Finished

[Cæsar]

OOC Information
OOC Name:Somatra, Som, Sommie, Somsom
Link to Previous Character: Banshee

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General
Name: Cæsar
Alias: Not if you value your skin
Species: Hybrid yagixMyou
Gender: Male
Age: Cæsar is ancient, 280 years old, but has the body of a 5 year old for he contracted eternal youth early on in his life.
Pack: Loner
Rank: n/a

Physical
Height: 49” (3’3” when tiger)
Weight: 230 lbs (500lbs when tiger)
Appearance:

W o l f

Cæsar is a monster of a white tiger hybrid that resulted from a yagi father and a myou mother. His wolf fur is long, thick and soft to the touch and the base shade is a pale spotless white. Cæsar is marked with the exact pale black stripes of the white tiger that cover his entire body from nose to tail and has pointed black points on the tips of his ears. Occasional slivers of silver strands are visible when he is under the sunlight. Structurally he is quite bulky and laden with muscles notably in the shoulder and hindquarter region which help him to jump and walk through snow but greatly reduce his endurance. In addition this hybrid has large paws, wide ears, a long and wispy tail, a shorter snout and chiseled jaw line. His eyes are the most striking feature for through the pale white and black of his fur gleam frozen bright orbs of blue that reflect various lighter shades of said color.

T i g e r

Cæsar can transform into a white tiger and when he completes this transformation the white base of his fur becomes brighter and the stripes darken to a pure black. The rest of him naturally resembles your average white tiger but with piercing blue eyes. Because of the large nature of his transformation the time it takes for him to switch is considerably larger then for a smaller species.

C o n t.

Caesar moves with a regal stance that often involves shoulders pulled back and his head held high. His posture may slink in an almost feline manner when on the hunt or bothered, but it is still filled with pride as the movements are deliberate and calculated. Because of his poor endurance he seldom moves without carefully planning the most effective manner to complete the task he has set out to do. His voice is strong and caressing, smooth and imperial, and befits one of his stature. In addition, due to his age and the era he was born and raise in he retains a peculair accent that is akin to english mixed with but the barest hints of german undertones, unidentifiable but intriguing all the same.

Other: Due to the longer nature of his transformation Cæsar avoids large crowds and if at all possible likes to transform ahead of time.

Mental
Strengths:

• Calculated
  
• Brute Strength
  
• Transformation
  
• Strong Leadership Abilities
  
• Adaptable
  
• Confident
  
• Cunning
  
• Critical Thinker
  
• Handsome
  
• Debonair
  
• Driven
  

Weaknesses:

• Endurance
  
• Speed of Transformation
  
• Cold
  
• Distant
  
• Prone to Corruption
  
• Females
  
• Manipulator
  
• Judgmental
  
• Pride
  
• Dishonest
  
• Enjoys Mocking Others for their inferiority
  

Personality:

Cæsar has a bit of a complex personality; he is your antagonist and protagonist rolled up into one bloke. A good leader he is also prone to corruption in the same shot. With a level head, a cunning and calculated mind and a drive for success he makes for a formidable opponent and a strong leader. His drive to achieve power has won him countless battles and permitted him to conquer several packs and join them under one league (see history for further reference) among other accomplishments. However, the drive that pushes him to conquer is also the plague that forces him to capitulate and use any and all means necessary to achieve his goals. To say the least, the potential to be a great dictator is there, just as the potential to fall to chaos and wicked ways is as well.

On that same note he was known for providing his empire with great speeches and he was known to be exquisite with his words. His tongue could charm the rarest of beauties, slay the most foul of beings and lead a nation to glory. In that same respect it could earn him an ill reputation as sly and untrustworthy for it became well known that he was a professional liar.

Adaptable to most conditions Cæsar is at home in many environments and conditions, be they physical or mental demands, and makes for an excellent manipulator. This tendency to prey on others weaknesses and use it against them may be effective, but is also dangerous for dishonesty can distort the liar’s perception of reality. With a frosted mind he can clearly weigh the consequences of actions and remain generally impervious to the plights of other beings. Molded into a distant bloke, Cæsar has grown apathetic to life for he has lived through much sorrow and has built tolerance to such pains. He has suffered great loss and known great love, but it is the loss of these loves that has locked his emotions so deep within his heart. And he greatly prefers it this way…

Extremely proud of his heritage, accomplishments, looks and abilities Cæsar will not yield to any creature or force of nature and generally tends to shrug off other’s accomplishments as petty or inconsequential. Because he believes his experience guarantees his superiority he has no fear in mocking others, his size allowing him to win most physical oppositions to his lazy taunting. In this same respect he is excessively judgmental and pigeon holes most individuals he meets.

His last strength and weakness go hand in hand; Cæsar cannot resist the elation that results from conquering a female. His experience in this field has allowed him to develop extensive charming abilities and coupled with his dishonest and manipulating methods make for a devastatingly effective system. He will actively and persistently pursue the object of his interest until conquering and then will move on, completely disinterested with what no longer poses a challenge. Cæsar has outlived all his offspring and has been known to kill any that dare to challenge him. It should be noted that Cæsar has known one great, true and honest love with a female, but you may consult the history for further information.

History:

P u p h o o d

Cæsar is the result of a yagi father and a female tiger myou. His father was alpha to an ancient northern pack that coupled with a peasant wolf to relieve his boredom with his own mate. The result was Cæsar, named as such for his white coat and imperial father. His mother had great hope in him and raised him the best way possible, giving him education, teaching him about the ways of life, nurturing and providing love, professing her pride in him and always ensuring he could become what he desired. At a young age he was already larger and smarter than most wolves his age and it was not long before his father took note. Jealous that her mate’s lover’s pup was in better health and strength than her own, the Alphess ordered his mother’s assassination. However, Cæsar’s father would not permit his bastard’s son life to be taken and took him in secretly. Under secret cover he was trained in the arts of battle, given the best education and trained to lead because his father despised his chosen mate, remaining repulsed by his heirs and planned to have Cæsar replace them. He was never given time to mourn the loss of his mother and enveloped himself in the new life he had been selected to live.

B e g i n n i n g . A d u l t h o o d

When Cæsar turned 2 and first made his transformation his father decided it would be time to rid the kingdom of his despised mate and it was not long before she and her pups fell prey to a horrid accident that was never discussed with Cæsar. From this point on Cæsar became the rightful heir and it is under the light of fame that he developed his sense of pride and nobility. He was groomed and preened to highlight his majestic appearance and introduced to many females. It was understood that this was part of his training and that any resulting offspring would be killed to prevent challenge to his rightful heirs. The blood of these deaths stain his paws permanently and taint his soul. Excelling at his training, in all areas, it was upon his 5th birthday that he was given a gift from the Gods; eternal youth. No longer did he age, consistently remaining full of life and at the peak of his strength. His father grew jealous of the popularity he was receiving and sought out to dispose of him as well. This plan did not succeed and the kingdom forcefully removed Cæsar’s father and placed the new heir upon the throne.

M i d d l e . A d u l t h o o d

Cæsar spent the next 8 decades conquering pack upon pack, growing his own into an empire that covered a vast territory. In the height of his glory he met a beautiful female fox myou that charmed his heart into a deep love. Her kindness soothed his soul and her wise guidance was healthy for his empire, she was loved by many and coveted by numerous males but in the end it was Cæsar she chose. Their union was celebrated for many days and they ruled peacefully side by side for 6 years. Despite numerous attempts his mate gave him no heirs and this failure began to tug at his heart. No matter how many packs and lands he conquered he never felt satisfied and always hungered for more, the depression resulting from no heirs fueling his hunger.

Meanwhile, an opposing force grew in the south and Cæsar and his leagues planned a conquest to destroy this new enemy. The battle was successful, bloody and took a great toll on his subjects, but Cæsar no longer cared for he was immortal and their lives had become insignificant over time. To repay the conquest a surviving enemy assassin brutally murdered Cæsar’s mate in his absence, leaving Cæsar to find the one love of his life’s cold body awaiting his return. Over wrought by grief and without a compass to point him in the right direction he fell to corruption and cruel totalitarian ways that was followed by the ruin of his empire.

Grief stricken he slowly began to close his heart off to the world, taking female upon female to relieve his sorrow and yet never bonding with any of them. The face of his beloved would replace theirs and follow him into his dreams every night, calling to him softly in her wispy voice. It was but several decades later that he began a relationship with a female that ever so vaguely reminded him of his mate. He remained with her throughout her life until their relationship evolved into a tranquil mating ritual, devoid of passion but filled with a quiet peace of unspoken words. Like all his other relations he outlived this new mate as well and was forcibly told to relinquish his position as alpha and his destroyed kingdom.

He did not accept this forced end to his power and grew bitter, hiding in the neighboring mountains and keeping a close watch on the new king's reign. Rage grew in his heart as he watched his beautiful dictatorship fall to a cursed diplomacy ruling and he vowed to seek out revenge...And so he did. The new parties were led by five of the king's most trusted advisors, and each of them had taken a mate. Under the cover of darkness Cæsar charmed each of their mates in turn, and over time the royal court was filled with the sounds of his young as each of the parties’ mates gave birth to his offspring.

Cæsar was made to pay dearly for this transgression and mercenaries were sent out to execute him. Escaping the attack while hanging on to but the barest string of his life he fled the land and sought out the eastern tribes whom had always remained impartial to the north and south wars. He divulged all his knowledge on his old pack and helped them to wage a battle on the shaky northern pack, leading them to success. As a reward he was given a seat in their high council. Cæsar spent the next decade among them, his old ways forgotten as he strived to help this pack to prosper. However, as fate would have it his heart soon began to lust for the alpha's mate, his third and final love. This wolf could not be his but his own council, comprised of spies sent from the north to ruin his new rise, convinced him it was just to conquer what he desired.

His love became pregnant with his pups as a result and the king discovered the horrid betrayal that had occurred. Angered, he was to make his mate and Cæser pay for their terrible transgression with their life, and Cæsar's third love was slaughtered before his eyes. Enraged Cæsar escaped execution once again to sulk with his grief as he followed a lonely path of solitude, his heart growing colder as time passed.

P r e s e n t . T i m e

Cæsar, old of heart and young of body, now roams as a loner, content to live in the solitude of his own company. He has grown hard to life and simply wanders bored with his existence but disinterested in terminating it. To be true he has tried on several occasions, but every time his eternal curse has plucked him from the comforting grasps of death. He does not go out of his way to seek company, less they be female and beautiful, and on the best of days will be distantly aloof. He still covets females, but his dance is dangerous and unfeeling, and do not hope to find a father figure within him. All that remains is his pride and painfully sharp mind. His temper is vile and brutal, his empathy cold and dead, his joy extinct and his hope buried. But on bright days an old spark may be observed growing in the fallen king's eyes, an awakening hunger for power and possession...

Beware the Ides of March and the King’s Black Heart.

[Somatra]

Bump?

[Cy]

Excellently written, there was one little hiccup that had me confused though:

"Cæsar has grown apathetic to life for he has lived through much sorrow and has built intolerance to such pains."

Do you mean that he has built a tolerance? Or that he is intolerant to others who feel pain and sorrow?

[Somatra]

Woops, that is actually a typo of sorts, meant "tolerance" but for some reason ended up with the opposite word. Fixed now.

[Cy]

Accepted, just make sure not to power play with him.