Azriel

## Application Sheet

Azriel was a pale yellow wolf with ice-blue eyes. He was the son of Vektren's former Lord Divine Miron (see Trivia), and returned to the pack as an adult, where his story is just beginning. Azriel was created and RP'd by TheCatsPupil.

## Personality

* ***Suave.*** Despite sporting a usually expressionless glare, Azriel is quite charming. He has a pleasant smile that would make most wolves swoon. He finds it easy to get out of most situations, if not with brute force, then with a silver tongue. Despite his looks, Azriel has a fairly effeminate, clear voice. Whether he be softly talking to a new mother or calling out cries of war - his voice is one to pay attention to. Azriel is not afraid to play civily, even with Vektren's worst enemies. Words are often the first weapons of battle, and the once-Scythe is well aware of the damage they can do.
* ***Righteous.*** Azriel believes that Vektren's practices ensure the safety and wellbeing of the Domain. Living beings, wolves or prey,  are never killed in vain, as they surve a higher purpose once their hearts are offered to the Gods in keeping evil spirits from breaching the Void. Those who are traitors to Vektren are only trying to ensure the Domain's demise at the hands of evil. Those who hide or protect traitors work hand-in-hand with evil and must be eliminated if they do not cease protecting the traitor. All Vektreni will be favored in the Great War at Sinesteros' side upon death, but until then, they serve the Great War in any way they can on Mundus. To not continue to offer hearts to the Shunned Ones is to seal the fate of the Domain to be devoured by evil.
* ***Intense.*** When Azriel is relaying information to others, he can seem quite mean, when in reality he's just being serious. He wants to get things done right, and in order to get it done right, those around you need to trust without question. Azriel is determined to ensure Vektren's success and lineage. If you're looking for comforting, unrealistic preaching of an easy victory, Azriel is not your man. He's realistic and understands the danger that may lay ahead, but he will ensure you that you have the Shunned Ones watching over you, and no matter what, any lives lost or injuries taken will not be in vain.
* ***Confident.*** No joking, bullying, pestering, nor insulting will shake Azriel. Azriel is confident in his ability to get things done, do them well, and having the Gods' blessings along the way. He sees himself as practically untouchable when it comes to just words. Any threats or jeers from friend or foe seem empty to him, and he never takes them to heart. Despite this confidence, Azriel knows he is only mortal, and will not make irrational decisions when it comes to his or his peers physical prowess. Just because they have the Shunned One's favor does not mean the snakes venom will not kill.
* ***Religious.*** Azriel must ask the Shunned Ones for direction before making large decisions. He is faithful practically to a fault, just as his father was. Those who claim to be Vektreni while also being athiestic are incompetent and a disgrace to Vektren's way of life. Those who seek to tear the hearts from victims without truly believing in the sacrifice are blood-hungry and are not to be trusted. While he would only share such an idea to those closest to him, he believes any Vektreni who does not believe in the Gods should be sent to re-education and serfdom until their minds become enlightened by the Gods' words.
* ***Dense.*** While Azriel knows his way around claws and teeth, when it comes to knowing herbs, understanding the ways of other packs, or even remembering names - he comes short. While you might describe him as "street-smart" you certainly wouldn't consider him "book-smart". He probably couldn't tell a tadpole from a salamander if he wanted to and it does take him some time to understand new concepts.

## Pre-Group History

Azriel was born into Vektren shortly after the death of Lady Athena and Lord Alcatraz at the order of Mistress Hekate. He was raised somewhat by his mother and father, but more so by Vektren as a whole, his mother only serving as someone to nurse from and keep warm with at night. His fathers identity was kept private from the pack for some time, but as the pup grew, his markings made it quite obvious who had sired him. For 4 months the youngling was able to know his father, although, he acted somewhat strangely - his mind occasionally leaving him. Miron would take long walks away from The Nest and return only for brief periods.

One day he seemed to vanish. Those that sought him said he had disappeared around Stallion's Gateway, as if he had stepped through to the Void. Azriel, even so young, having grown up with his devout father had his doubts. Surely the Divine would have wanted his heart to be properly buried at the Sepulcher along with the rest of Xibalten's servants. The pack moved on, but Azriel kept his father's strange disappearance in the back of his mind, often having dreams about finding his lost father, usually dead among the rocks, two dark wolves by his side. One, an indigo wolf with large fangs, and the other a large black wolf with horns - the Shunned Ones. Whereas a pup of another pack my have found the imagery too scary, it invigorated Azriel.

In the last moon of fall, Azriel began his initiation, doing so as soon as he could so he could assist others in their tasks. The juvenile passed with flying colors. He climbed to top of the Howling Peaks and sealed himself as a true Vektreni at the Shrine, and asking the Shunned Ones to guide him to the task that would allow him to find his father. When he descended the mountain, he noticed something he hadn't before: a tuft of dark blond fur stuck in the ice and rock of a crumbling precipice, partially already fallen to the constant weathering of the Howling Peaks. Claw marks raked down its surface and reached the end before disappearing into the clouds and fog. Realization crept up and sent chills down his spine. Had this been where Miron disappeared to? One final trip to the Shrine, a trip to the one place that his failing mind found most appealing despite the treacherous climb. The final trek before his inevitable end on Mundus? It made sense, the scent becoming stale at Stallion's Gateway. He hadn't disappeared there, he had turned back, retracing the very same steps he took to get there before returning to the peaks.

Azriel dared not tread to the end of the claw marks to peer over the cliff, but he now knew where to look. He descended the peaks and carefully climbed around the rocky outcroppings of the mountain. Past the Reeducation Pits, behind two large spires of stone, beneath a layer of snow, frozen to the touch, Azriel found his weary father. How long he had laid alone, crumpled and hollow behind the mountain Azriel was unsure, but the frost had preserved his body, and more importantly, his heart.

A wolf from some other pack might have considered dissecting their own father a heinous act, something so gut-wrenching that it should be considered a crime, but Azriel knew his job. With the Shunned One's eyes on him he tore through frozen fur and muscle until a frozen heart stood unbeating before him. The feeling of the once life-giving organ between his teeth invigorated Azriel. He returned to Vektren lands and returned the Lord Divine's heart to its rightful place, providing the faithful servant's heart to the Necrolytes for proper burial.

After Spring had bloomed, and Summer was nearly upon them Azriel was sure of the Shunned Ones' plans for him.

But, it seemed as if the Shunned Ones had other plans for all Vektreni when Nimh returned with Mistress Hekate on her shoulders. Hellion, once a fellow Scythe, was at fault. It seemed as if the title of Deathbringer had had a larger meaning in the end. As the pack recovered, Azriel found himself lost and wayward after the tragedy of losing the late Mistress. A strange pull ushered Azriel away from Vektren's familiar holy lands, past the Southern Bulwark, and into lands previously unknown. With the Shunned One's blessings, Azriel left on a pilgrimage deep into the Southern Mountains.

Azriel returned many moons later, long after the Hive and the Queen were long gone, but it was clear to him that some packmates were missing. Having heard of Morrigan, Honi, Demogorgon, and Fornax's untimely deaths, he visited the Sepulcher to commune with those lost. After dreaming of Morrigan's shredded ears, he made his way back to the Magister's den and requested that they remove the tips of his ears as a physical reminder of what had been lost while he was away.

## Trivia

* Though not introduced into the group until summer of 2023, in-game, Azriel was born in Vektren and present until the death of Hekate, with permission from the group's administrative team.

## External Links

* Official Application Sheet
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