Post by alryktwyla on Jul 24, 2012 2:50:51 GMT 1
Playby: Mathew Davies
Name: Alryk Twyla
Age: 104/ late 20's
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Species: Lycan
Family: Oldest of Twins. Brother Aryk Twyla
Sister Ravyn Twyla and Rylie Twyla aka
Physical Description: Tall, Lean and wiry fit the bill when looking at Alryk, He stands at roughly 6'5'' 200 pounds. He has the same dark brown with honey colored hair of his sisters as well as the very same colored eyes. Pale grey blue with a darker blue/grey ring around the iris. His features are sharper and more angular like their fathers were. He and Aryk share a small dark mark on the outside of opposite hips. Alryks is on his left while his brothers is on the right. Their mother often joked when they were younger that they were joined at the hip by that mark. The only other distinguishable mark that separates him from his brother in looks is he has small scar that forms a crescent shape on the top of his right hand. Token from a VSF that nearly got away.
Attitude: Alryk is different as night is to day from his twin. It is the one thing about them that is easiest to tell them apart by. He is something of a light hearted prankster at times, or at least he was before their father was bitten by a worg and put down. He still taunts and teases his sisters from time to time. He always has a ready smile and finds it hard to keep a pout or mean face long. It's just not in his genetic makeup to be grumpy like his twin. Aryk is more of the brooding sullen type. Alryk is loyal to his family and pack, he would do anything for either of them. Since he is the oldest he has taken it upon himself to look out for his family and annoy them all the more.
Abilities: Alryk posses all of the normal Lycan abilities exceptionally strong but not without limits, Rapid healing, Heightened senses of smell and sight, Able to communicate with those within the pack via a form of telepathy
and weaknesses of that species. Silver is poison, Vampire blood is nasty, Temperamental at best, Moon makes him twitchy...
Alryk shares a weakness with his sister he is allergic to berries of any kind.
He can be ungodly stubborn to the point of no reasoning with him once his mind has been made up.
He also secretly loves books. His father taught the how to read and though most don't know it he has a small stash of papers and books in his den/room.
History: Born to Rory and Amarys Twyla. He had a fairly decent child hood till all hell broke loose with the end of the world. Somehow his family survived as well as several of others from the pack. He and his brother both partook in the Lunar ceremony when they turned 30. They could not bare the thought of living lives that were not lycan. It was shortly after their ceremony that his mother gave birth to another set of twins, girls this time.
He and his brother thought they were cute enough but still playfully tried to eat them once in a while. It was just after both of his sisters completed their lunar ceremony that their father was out on patrol and bitten by a worg. He was with the group that took down his dad and put him out of his misery. It was hard but he knew it had to be done. This is something that has put distance between him and his brother. His mother took the loss of her mate hard.
~Present day.
He is content within Lukias pack. He takes his duties as guard seriously and keeps a keen eye on his sisters and mother. He's been keeping a closer eye on Ravyn as she seems to be flirting with one of the strays that has joined the pack. He has yet to confront Casimir about his intentions toward his sister. For now he's content to watch her bloom from a shy she-wolf into something more. He's also been keeping an eye on one other that has come to his attention. Never did he ever think he would be one to sit and watch from the sidelines until now. It's only a matter of time.
Rule Code Word: Elek is made of Awesome...
Species Code Word: Moonkin
Clarification Code Word: Firefly
Citizens Laws and Vampire Laws Code Words: Vampires do not attack innocent humans
Rp Sample:
Alryk had been out on patrol with a small group of the pack. They had not found anything remarkable and were heading back for the night. Day. Time seemed to lose all meaning unless it was a full moon. Everyone then felt its subtle lure during it. He had not ventured out of the tunnels in several days and was looking forward to a foray out for something fresh to eat.
His lip curled at the thought of luke warm left overs. No he was hungry for something hot and raw. Preferably young and tender too. He could feel the saliva pool under his tongue as he thought of just what he was hungry for. He spotted his brother lurking just out side of his den and smiled at him.
"What up little bro?" he asked before stepping around Aryk and heading into his room. They never seemed to be on the same page these days and he wondered just what was going on.
"Little? The only one little in the family is Ravyn and she ain't here." he snapped sullenly.
Great his brother was in one of those moods. If Alryk didn't know any better he would have thought his brother was a bitch going into heat or something. He was moody as all get out and everything set him off. It was like playing with one of the VSF's bombs.. He had little desire to get his hand blown off.
"Whatever Aryk. What do you want. I'm hungry and not in the mood to tip toe through your garden of woe is me." He added and stripped down to bare skin. He had a small metal bucket of fresh water that he used to wash up quickly in. The chill of the water brought his rapidly heating temper back down to a low simmer. Droplets of water ran down his back in little rivulets. It felt good to wash the stink of the tunnels off of his skin. His brother still had not said anything and he turned with a brow quirked in question.
"Earth to Aryk. What did you want bro?" he asked as he gave a little shake to dry himself before donning a fresh set of clothing. A simple tee that clung to his pecks like a second skin and pare of cargo pants that were growing a little snug around his ass. Damn time to find a fatter human to eat, he thought with a soft snort of laughter.
He stole another glance at his brother as he zipped up the pants. Usually his brother was not this quiet. Unease started to work it's way into his normally care free and happy go lucky attitude.
All Aryk did was shake his head and turn around leaving his brothers room.
"Son of a rabid she bitch, what the hell is going on with that mutt." he muttered to himself as his stomach let lose with a growl of it's own. He would deal with that later, now it was time for food. He started to think about his brothers weirdness and wondered if it didn't have something to do with Ravyn. Just what had his sister gotten into now. He was fairly certain she had not mated.. yet. We'll she better not have. He decided to hunt her down first before cornering his prickly brother to find out what the hell was going on.
