Name: Known as Ephiré
Epithets: Eye of the Storm, Raven Stag, Storm-Deer, Shapeshifter
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Orientation: Unknown
Species: Built like a moose, in fact something else entirely
Size: Over 2.20 m at the shoulder (7 feet), ~770 kg (1700 lbs)
Reference: Ref sheet here
Set: Beluga pelt, raven mask, default antlers / raven spell
Voice: Very deep, like the rumbling of a glacier. Stone scraping against stone, great cities crumbling by the hands of earthquakes and behind it all the echo from the great void, the cold and silent universe of black stars. He doesn't talk much; it hurts.
Scent: Cold stone, old cellar, dried heathen and natural human hair
Origin: Somewhere far away, long ago

kind - calm - patient - reserved - respectful - distant - silent

Contact: apeldille@gmail.com
MSN: apeldille@hotmail.com -- tell me before you add please

Appearance



The first thing one would notice is the stag's immense height; he stands over seven feet tall at the shoulder. His slightly awkward-looking body shape is that of a bull moose, with long legs, a strong neck, prominent withers and powerful muscles. His tail, while still short, is a tad bit longer than a usual moose's and ends in a small curl.
His pelt is a midnight blue so dark its almost black; where hit by light it has a almost iridescent blue sheen. Legs and hooves are black. Belly and throat is a dirty grey-ish white.

He has the face of a human, with a long nose and deep-sunken eyes. His eyebrows and long eyelashes are the same colour as his pelt. Skin is very pale, almost white, with blue-green eyes and an often tired expression.
His hair is very long, almost down to the ground, and it is black and mostly straight.

Ephiré isn't a "real" deer; he looks like one but lacks some natural instincts, hormones and behaviours of one. He does not shed his antlers and his scent is radically different from a real deer's. He smells faintly of cold stone, old cellar, dried heathen and natural human hair.

His antlers, blue-ish black in colour, are large with numerous tines; they look like a cross between the in-game great white antlers and an elk's.

He has a large scar on his throat. If you would ask him about it, you'd see his usually calm face tense a bit, and he would say something along the lines of, "Fell on a stone once". While it clearly isn't the whole truth, he have yet to reveal how it really happened.

Most of the time he wears a black raven mask. There are holes where they eyes should have been, but behind the holes are only shadows; his eyes cannot be seen. It is made of some unknown hard material and can be used as both protection and weapon in combat.

Ephiré has, despite what first impressions may give away, a deep and layered personality. Most people will only see the first layer or so; very few know him better than that.

On the surface he is calm and collected, polite and patient. Sometimes he might come across as a bit cold and reserved; perhaps a bit distant, depending on the situation. He doesn't talk much, mostly because it hurts, and also because he is a bit embarrassed of his voice.
Dangers are faced with the same calm demeanour as everything else. He would rather stare down opponents than lower antlers or flee.

Behind this calm and collected facade, there lies a deep and old fear: rejection. He is often lingering in the distance, seldom approaching others. Never would he dare disturb you and your friends peace — but he wants to, in his heart he longs for the company of others. Fate seems to have decided otherwise, as loneliness has always been his lot.

He is slow to anger, much like a slowly waking storm, gathering clouds and building up over time until thunder and heavy rain is unevitable. This is something that doesn't happen very often, though. Most of the time his anger will dissipate and flee before it breaks loose.

He tries not to judge others by appearances or deeds, but sometimes it is inevitable — unneccessary violence, rudeness, and very dominant behaviour are things he is not fond of. Those who atttack those who are unable to defend themselves are especially frowned upon.

He is protective of his friends and companions, but only if they need or craves protection.
While it sometimes may not show, he is very caring — often taking time to go check on wounded or sick deer he knows, even those he might not be on best terms with.

A proud creature, this one. It seldom shows, but he dislikes when others tries to dominate or humble him. Playing the dominance game with him will get you nowhere. Territories and claimed places hold no meaning for him — he walks where he pleases and bows to those who deserve it.

He knows his calm and indifference might be provocative; sometimes it almost seems like he is amused by the effects it can have on others.

The deepest, most evasive layers of his being are those of love, loyalty, and submissiveness/dominance. He craves to be in control of himself but at the same time he would gladly take the submissive role with someone he trusted very much.

He is drawn to others but at the same time he tries to keep them away, probably unconsciously.

He dislikes fighting and would never attack anyone unless attacked first; this stems from his dislike of hurting others.
If someone attacks his friends or someone he feels he should protect, he is more prone to fight, but even then he is mostly defensive.
This does not mean he is bad at fighting. While not the most experienced fighter out there, his sharp hooves and numerous tines combined with nimble legs and a powerful body makes him a force to be reckoned with.

Sparring is another matter. If you ask him for a spar, he probably will oblige you.

He greatly dislikes to have the devout pelt casted on him. If a recently devouted deer comes near, he will stand, wary, ready to run. If casted upon, he will run away, sneeze and cough and shudder. It is almost an allergic reaction.

"Mother" — if you know Ephiré, then you also probably know of his curious habit of sitting in front of the biggest pagan statue at the Ruins. He calls it Mother, speaks to it, comes to it with his problems, seeks its forgiveness and it never answers him. It is a constant source of comfort for Ephiré and it also reminds him of his home.

Watching and stalking others is something he often does. This might be because he doesn't dare to approach them, or merely because he finds them interesting in some way, or because he feels that someone perhaps should keep an eye on them.

Events

Notable events in the life of Ephiré.
Newest first.


November 2011 The death of Iaurdagnire
I. Jack to the King
II. Overthrow
III. Start Your Descent
Aftermath


September 2011 An important decision. Someone has to kill Iaurdagnire.


June/July 2009 Finds his first friend in Virgil.


17-03-2009 Arrived to the forest.


Some time after the Fall He begins to talk to Mother.


A very long time ago Some events that eventually led to a Fall, quite literally, which left not only the scar on his neck but also scars in his mind.


A date long lost in the mists of Time First appearance in the world.

Art

Newest first. (must redo this soon ugh)

Windswept

Possible new antlers (antlers of the extinct cervalces scotti a moose-like deer that lived in North America and went extinct 11,500 years ago.)

Sitting in the rain (Ephiré sitting in the rain, an experiment with a possible new antler design)

Stormbringer

Snap (crazy Eph vent art)

How to drink tea (Eph trying to drink tea for this)

Mother

Eye of the Storm

cathedralia (human Eph)

Stormbringer

A perspective and texture experiment


Home (Writing)


Eph playing a game consisting of splashing as much cold water as possible: 1 2 3

Oh, he is fragile, his mind is a dry leaf in autumn's first frost;

soul hidden behind a frozen veil. An empty heart is a heavy heart

and his heartbeats echo through cold chambers.


--


Stone scraping against stone, screeching black iron, great cities crumbling by the hands of earthquakes and behind it all the echo from the great void, the cold and silent universe of black stars. A truly appalling voice -- but he doesn't talk much; it hurts.

If I have forgotten someone, please tell me (and also if you think your deer should be in another category)


+ like
- dislike
= neutral
^ respect (more than usual)
x wary
~ tolerates certain behaviours
o feels protective of (might not act on it)
> interest


Virgil ++o
Saosin ++~
Gehirn ++
Iaurdagnire ++ ^
Herla ++o


3 +
Saburo +
Robin +
Crybaby +o
Nine (gone?) +oo
Gustiro +~x
Lucian +
Kaoori +
Ravenflight +
Estme +o
Jettem +
Atuutluk +


Ciel +
Darcy
Pandora o
Ourania +
Lacie
Ravynn ^
Amadahy
Esll ^
Friiha
Fay
Stelmaria o


Illrose +>
Kody
Umay
Jorogumo
Noelle
Leviathann
Vasla, the Wolf x~=>


Sianna x-
Reed x=
Sorog x
Walter x