Miron

## Application Sheet

Miron was a golden-furred male wolf who resided in Vektren under Hekate's leadership. Alongside Eztli, he helped to raise a foster pup, Acheron. Outside of his time within the group, he fathered a son named Azriel (see Trivia). He served as Lord Divine until he mysteriously vanished in early autumn, only for his body to be discovered later. He was created and RP'd by TheCatsPupil.

## Personality

* ***Intelligent*.** Having both ‘book smarts’ and ‘street smarts’, Miron is quite sharp when it comes to wits. His memory is superb, and his ability to analyze a situation makes him a great strategist. What he lacks in physical ability, he more than makes up for mentally. It’s hard to pull the rug over his eyes or lie to him as he often can pick out where continuities don’t line up.
* ***Faithful*.** Miron’s strongest allegiance is to the Vektreni Gods. His most powerful motivators are Xibalten and Senisteros, probably because how he grew up within the cult. He’s also extremely dedicated to his task as a Voidwalker, and will take every opportunity to climb higher as a cleric. Anyone who doesn’t believe in the cult’s Gods is seen an incompetent in Miron’s eyes.
* ***Optimistic*.** No matter how bleak the situation may seem, Miron is always one to look at the bright side of things. He has confidence in the ability of his pack, and confidence in the Gods' greater plans. He's willing to look past transgressions so long as said wolf has learned from their previous errors, and is unperturbed so long as the Gods are lighting his path.
* ***Organized*.** If you lost something, then you didn’t deserve to have it: this is Miron’s mentality. He always keeps track of any of his belongings and likes to keep his thoughts in order as well. He’s definitely one to keep a mental to-do list, and can also keep track of a lot of wolves at once should he be put in charge of a project.
* ***Lawful*.** Miron is probably the last wolf that would go against the Alpha’s orders, or anyone who holds higher rank than him for that matter. Part of this has to do with his allegiance to the Gods. He knows that his higher ups work hand in hand with the will of the Gods, so why would he question them?
* ***Amiable*.** Miron is absolutely willing to kiss ass to make alliances and make a good impression, especially with wolves he admires. Although, most of the time he’s just genuinely amiable and affable. It’s not hard to find Miron likable so long as you like a friendly, happy face. Miron is always willing to make a new acquaintance, so long as they’re polite back.
* ***Envious*.** Anyone who holds a higher rank in the Vektreni pack, or who is closer to the Shunned Ones can expect to be envied by Miron. Despite his deep respect of those who hold higher rank than him, Miron still envies most wolves who have more power in Vektren.
* ***Prude*.** Miron tends to hold himself to a higher standard than most wolves. He believes that he is one of the most faithful Vektreni because of how religious he is. He often shies away from distasteful conversations because he doesn’t want to gossip or talk about distasteful topics.
* ***Stingy***. When it comes to information, Miron is very secretive with how much he knows. He doesn’t like to share knowledge because he sees it as the most valuable thing he has. The only thing he is willing to share are stories about the Gods and the Great War. He believes teaching others about these things is important. But, he would rarely consider sharing secret information unless it would benefit the pack as a whole, in which case he might share information with higher ups.

## Pre-Group History

Miron was born into the pack by two parents who simply wished to strengthen the pack during a time of need: his mother's name was Lyqen and his father, Ire. He had a few siblings as well, but none of which were entirely influential on his life. Ire held the rank of Scythe while Lyqen was a Magister. Both of his parents had valuable skills. His mother was intelligent and sneaky, using her stealth to stay out of trouble while doing research. His father was practically pure muscle, tooth, and claw and was rather precise when performing assassinations.

Suffice to say, Miron had a lot to live up to. He seemed pretty average as a pup, the middle child of his litter. He was able to keep up with the rest of his siblings when they were play fighting and establishing dominance over one another. Sometimes he even dared to try to dominate his mother of father, only to fail miserably. He didn't understand why wolves were born so small if the end goal was to be able to serve the Gods! If he couldn't even face his parents, how was he to fight in the Great War that everyone seemed to talk so much about?

The more Miron grew, the more interested he became in the Vektren's belief system. His mother was not terribly religious, and his father believed in the great Gods and performed his duties, but other than this there was no one close to him who was more interested in the Deities. He worked hard to try and bulk up during his training, spending a majority of the time with his father to try and learn the ways of a Scythe, but the small pup didn't feel like getting his paws dirty when it came time to rip out the heart of some poor creature. Yes, he greatly understood the reason to obtain it and bury it, but still the act was a bit intimidating to him. On trips with his mother he found some comfort in her research, but nothing quite intrigued him as much as the Howling Peaks. It was one night that he decided to travel by himself there and climb nearer to the reliquary. It was lucky for him that he didn't get as far. He made it about half way up when a few of the cult's Clerics found him and gave him a stern bite or two, telling him to stay away from places he didn't belong and wasn't allowed to go unless he had a reason.

The overgrown pup couldn't have been more frustrated. If he wanted to be closer to the Gods then who were they to stop him? He returned to the nest, a little worse for wear, and decided he would train more with his mother to and in the meantime work to further understand the Gods and what they wanted. His ego inflated a bit during this time as he was able to learn quite a bit from his mom, and was able to listen to some of the more experienced adults and elders talk of tales from ancient times. He then was able to pass this knowledge onto the newer pups at the time who looked at him like an idol for having such amazing stories.

As Miron got older he was able to go out into the territory on his own and go to places that intrigued him the most like The Lone Horn and especially The Gloating Viper. It was a calming place and allowed the wolf to collect his thoughts and recite old tales over and over without the pressure of someone else listening. To him it was like talking to the Gods themselves and telling them stories they had lived through.

The older he got the more he saw how unruly some of his packmates were. Some would speak out against something their superior said or speak in hushed tones against their Alpha. It might as well have been blasphemy! They made him sick. He never understood why those who didn't believe in the Gods were allowed in the pack at all. If they didn't believe in what they were all gathered there in the territory for, what was the point of them staying? Surely some reeducation would straighten up their corrupted minds. He often found himself asking the Gods for help to try and help persuade his fellow pack mates out of the dark and into the know.

## Group History

Passionate about serving his gods, Miron became a Delta Necrolyte, involving himself with his packmates and learning from and about them. He would become a bestower of wisdom himself, becoming friends with fellow Necrolyte Thayer.

Miron would foster a young pup brought into the territory named Acheron - becoming the pup's co-guardian alongside Eztli, another deeply devout Vektreni Necrolyte. The Necrolytes would instill knowledge of the gods in the young boy, and help him to figure out his place in the pack (which, ultimately, would be Viper).

Unfortunately, Miron's time in Vektren was during a great war between his beloved pack and an enemy faction - Aryn. Miron would work with his packmates to sabotage Aryn to the best of their abilities - and would seek answers from the gods themselves.

It took a long time, leaving Miron weary, but he found the Reliquary - a holy place for the gods. Taking it as a sign, Hekate made him into the Lord Divine - the highest of honors for a Vektreni Necrolyte. With his new status, Miron became a central figure of Vektren, a shining beacon of hope for his packmates as they struggled through plague and war.

Ultimately, Miron's resolve would be challenged in outright battle. At the Battle of Muckrun, Miron was tasked with protecting the stolen heart of Alcatraz. Urs, a Warden of Aryn, would attack him viciously in order to retrieve it. He lamented the loss, but his packmates were relieved that he escaped with injuries that would heal, in time.

Or so they believed.

*After receiving his head injury during the battle with Aryn at Muckrun, Miron finds himself more and more in a haze. His memory lapses at times, forgetting even of the Shunned Ones. In a moment of returned memory, Miron makes his way to Stallion's Gateway.*

*After missing for several days, Vektren decides to stop searching for the lost Necrolyte. His scent disappears at the gateway itself. It is assumed that the Devine may have found a way to cross over with his mortal form into the afterlife. Whether or not he will return to Mundus is unknown.*

## Trivia

* In 2023, TheCatsPupil introduced Miron's son Azriel to the group. With permission from the administrative team, Azriel's birth was to an NPC mother who died young, and Azriel left the Domain after Hekate's death.
* Miron received most of his scars from his battle against Urs - she bears facial scars given by him in exchange.
* Miron was the wolf who discovered Stallion's Gateway.

## Quotes

* "But we should not be afraid. I believe this is a place [Stallion's Gateway] where the separation between Mundus and the Void becomes thin and the place in which deceased brothers and sisters may come from the Great War to walk the Earth. Great towers of stone rise into the air, appearing like steps from the Void, a gate for those who wish to watch over the living. When I arrived there, the shadows seemed to flicker and dance in joy of their discovery. It seemed as if they seeped from the very rocks themselves! I believe it is here that spirits may easily deliver messages to those who seek and need them. Those who require answers in order to keep their faith. A place where spirits may tell their stories to those who are willing to listen. It is a place of hope and perseverance.” (to Hekate, from *Divination*)

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