Valdir

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"I have often wished myself a beast. I preferred the condition of the meanest reptile to my own. Any thing, no matter what, to get rid of thinking! It was this everlasting thinking of my condition that tormented me. There was no getting rid of it. It was pressed upon me by every object within sight or hearing, animate or inanimate."


― Frederick Douglass


You Hunt... Your Fellow Creatures?:

I ask, still in disbelief.


"Of course. A hunt is only as interesting as the prey is clever!"


― M.D. Elster, Four Kings



Òran Cogaidh: "Some day you will sing a song of me."


I Know What I Am Capable Of;

I am a soldier now, a warrior. I am someone to fear, not hunt.


― Pittacus Lore, The Rise of Nine



[[Giantborn]]: Blue like glacial-fed lakes, his temperament runs as cool as his skin colour suggests. He is of the frozen fjords, descendant of ice giants, and proud to be so.
[[Ranger]]: Don't let the greatsword fool you.
[[Bràithre Fiadhaich]]: With a wild affinity for the Wolverine, it's perhaps no surprise that his companion in battles fierce is one. He insists that he knows what the snarling gnash means, and that Braithre is happy to see him, but from the scars that litter his arms one really has to question the validity of that claim.
[[Trainer]]: His life has been spent amongst the wild and wondrous beasts of the alpine range, training his camp-mates for various tasks -- there may not have been a newspaper to fetch, but there were certainly threats to keep at bay or alarms to raise. Do you need help handling animals? Word around town is moving fast, and it's all good, baby.
[[Survivalist]]: He is skilled in the art of survival; not only that of scavenging, but of the non-magical recovery of wounds and wear. Perhaps you are a fellow lover of the land, or may be that you are a city-dwelling greenling that has need of education or aid. He is available to both sides of the coin.
[[Tracker]]: Need something, or someONE found? He knows how to keep his ear to the ground and eyes on the path, even when others can't see it. His people have a long history of finding their worth in the hunt of the greatest predators, and what greater is there than man?
[[Glory Seeker]]: He perpetually seeks glory in the name of his family, his lodge, and his God. If there's a chance he might find some, it won't be difficult to convince him to run headlong into the most questionable of situations.
[[Undead]]: His tribe has spent generations fighting off the draugr of the northern lands, and he has become quite adept at their destruction. However, his favouring of this particular foe may grow deeper. ... Perhaps you've knowledge in the area? Maybe you have the answers he's been seeking so long.


There Is A Savage Beast in Every Man:

And when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs.


― George R. R. Martin, A Storm of Swords



Who Wants To Live Forever - Queen

There's no time for us

There's no place for us

What is this thing that builds our dreams,

Yet slips away from us


Who wants to live forever

Who wants to live forever?

Oh ooo-oh

There's no chance for us

It's all decided for us

This world has only one sweet moment

Set aside for us.


Who wants to live forever

Who wants to live forever

Ooh

Who dares to love forever

Oh oo woh, when love must die.


But touch my tears with your lips

Touch my world with your fingertips

And we can have forever

And we can love forever

Forever is our today


Who wants to live forever'

Who wants to live forever

Forever is our today

Who waits forever anyway?


Dust In The Wind - Kansas


I close my eyes only for a moment,

And the moment's gone

All my dreams pass before my eyes,

A curiosity.


Dust in the wind,

All they are is dust in the wind.


Same old song,

Just a drop of water in an endless sea

All we do crumbles to the ground,

Though we refuse to see.


Dust in the wind,

All we are is dust in the wind.


Now, don't hang on,

Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky.

It slips away,

And all your money won't another minute buy.


Dust in the wind,

All we are is dust in the wind

(All we are is dust in the wind)

Dust in the wind

(Everything is dust in the wind),

Everything is dust in the wind (the wind)


A Beast Beneath The Skin

Name: Valdir Heldenhammer
Relatives: Unknown
Apparent Age: Adult
Height: 7'4"
Eyes: Seafoam
Hair: Glacial Blue

Lineage: Jarl Magnus Heldenhammer
Culture: Unknown
Birthplace: Ivrshaad / Nomadic
Cause: Daddy Issues
Position: Forward Reconnaissance
Role: Unanswered Questionnaire



... Slumbering, Not Dead ...

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