Full Name: Wolf Kom Trishanakru
Nickname: n/a totally open for nicknames tho haha
Age: 23 years
Birthday: March 5th
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Grounder or Ark Born/Skaikru: Grounder
Clan/Ark Section: Formerly/born Sangedakru, but currently Trishanakru
Role: Healer
Outfit Preference: He doesn't wear anything crazy. It's usually just a black long sleeve or three-quarter sleeve and dark pants with combat boots. When he does wear armor it's pretty lightweight leather, also black. He doesn't fight often, so he doesn't wear armor all that often. All he cares is that his outfit is functional for his job as a healer. He's determined to leave his old life behind.
Weapon of Choice: Again, he doesn't fight all that often. His training covered most weapons though. He can really use whatever he can get his hands on, but his preference in training was a basic broadsword and/or throwing knives.
Tattoos:
left shoulder,
right forearm,
back,
right side of chest
Warpaint: when he does wear his warpaint, it looks something like
This
Appearance: Wolf is a tall, muscly man, but that's about the only intimidating thing about him. He has kind, navy blue eyes, a chiseled jaw, and his chocolate brown hair is just a perpetual mess no matter how much you mess with it. Basically, he's the big teddy bear in the corner who everyone underestimates. Under his clothes, he has many scars from fierce training as a young child, the worst being one that starts just below his left cheekbone and disappears beneath his shirt and stops just below his collarbone from an attack when he was a young teen.
Face Claim: Sebastian Stan
Personality: Wolf is a pretty quiet guy. He doesn't talk a whole lot and people don't talk to him. Since he left his birth clan, he hasn't exactly been too welcome in a foreign clan. To them, he's an outsider and in a way, he is. Nobody knows his secret, and he intends to keep it that way. Wolf spends a lot of time helping people, ever since he forfeited his Conclave, he's taken a step back from fighting. He only fights as a last resort and even then he's hesitant. He has a strict moral code and he has no desire to hurt people or kill them without a VERY good reason, even in self-defense.
It's so easy for him to go on a guilt trip and beat himself up for hurting or killing someone, even if it was in self-defense, even if it's not directly his fault, he would blame himself anyway. His emotions are deeply rooted in his past and his guilt over an incident that took place during the Conclave when he was 15. Most people don't even know where he came from, or who he really is. The story he's sold is that he was a rogue looking for a home, so Trishanakru took him in. Most of them don't know his heritage as a Natbleda and potential Heda. He wants no part of that life anymore and he likely never will.
Likes: Helping people, being a Healer, reading, sketching, painting, basically anything that has nothing to do with people. Taking long walks in the midnight forest, fresh fallen rain, spring flowers, birds, sunsets and sunrises, anything to do with nature
Dislikes: cruelty, being a Nightblood, people touching his scars, being forced into a life of war. He just doesnt like war. Fighting, hurting people, talking about his past, bullies, not a big fan of Azgeda, or his birth clan.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush(es): OPEN
Past Relationships: Nothing serious, but he's a bit of a quiet charmer, so he's had quite a number of flings
Current Status: Single
Family: | Unknown Father | Unknown Mother | Key kom Sangedakru |
Biography: Wolf was born a Natbleda, or Nightblood. Born out of wedlock, it was quickly determined that he had what it took to be a future Commander. He never knew his father, and knows very little about his mother. As a seven year old child, he was taken to Polis to begin his intense training and conditioning required to become the next Heda. Wolf was among a group of six other children who had the Natbleda gene. He was in constant competition, but the born Sangedakru boy quickly attracted the attention of the clans as the favored to win the upcoming Conclave and claim the title as Heda. Wolf was ruthless, merciless, incredibly skilled with a blade like nobody had seen in ages. All of that changed when the Conclave came around. Wolf was fifteen. It was going well. Wolf was one of three Natbleda's left. He would have won. Luck was not on his side. His brother stepped in and tried to kill one of the other competitors. They were far more skilled than his little brother, however. They took him captive, and tried to use him against Wolf. When the young Nightblood attacked, the boy that held his brother shoved him towards Wolf and, unable to stop and weapon poised to strike, he struck down his brother. It was that moment, with his brother's blood coating his hands, that he dropped his weapon and abandoned everything he'd been taught. He had just killed the one family he had. Wolf didn't finish his Conclave. He disappeared and everyone assumed that he has succumbed to the elements. Little did they know that he had taken refuge in Trishanakru, bleeding and traumatized. Thankfully, the healer that found him covered up that he was a Natbleda. Frankly, nobody else would have been able to tell, there was too much of his brothers blood covering his skin for anyone else to discover the black blood mixed with it. The healer nursed him back to health, and taught him the ways of healing and he hasn't looked back since then.
