[S] Grimm of Taika by Kiwiaka on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

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## GRIMM

The meanest dog you'll ever meet

He ain't the hound dog in the street

He bares some teeth and tears some skin

But brother, that's the worst of him

The dog you really got to dread

Is the one that howls inside your head

It's him whose howling drives men mad

Name: Grimm
Self proclaimed name, derived from Grìmnir, which means "the hooded/masked one"
- Birth name: Calloum Nicknames and titles: Amuun's shadow(From his childhood, rarely used anymore), The hound of Malaysia(Insult from those who don't approve of his former allegiance to the Alva of Kol)
Age: Adult(approximately 8 yrs)
Gender: Male

Height: 90cm(35")
Weight: 40kgs(88lbs)

Build: Like the elongated shadows of a dead tree, Grimm appears taller than he really is through long limbs and shaggy edges. His face is noble and slender, with sharp cheekbones bursting through his cheeks and a long nose underneath deeply set, pale eyes. His coat is short, but soft. The pitch black colour embedded with silvery wisps like stars, a testimony of his years on this earth.
Gait: Aside from a heavy limp from his left front-leg, Grimm is a very animated wolf. Every step is a dance. Every movement is of purpose. He makes up for his age with a burgeoning confidence, ready to burst through his frame as he looms above and leans into your personal space with a toothy smile. There is however times when he believes he is unseen that he carries himself as if pulled by strings and his frame hangs over his limbs like dusty curtains draped over ancient furniture.
Notable scars:
- Two nicks, one larger than the other on his upper lip, right over his left fang. From his father.
- Another nick over his right brow.
- Long scar starting at his left shoulder and reaches across his flank. From a human sword during the beach-sacrifices. Gives him a limp.
Scent: A distinct musky scent of burnt wood and cinnamon.
Voice: Jason Isaacs

Abilities:

Devourer
**Tier:**3
Description: Your wolf is the Devourer, the only true foe of that which they call the Raiser. And they understand now, why the island breathes those words: blood is power.
Type: Shop ability (Keres Blessing)

Blood status: Pureblood
Moon Phase: Waxing Gibbous moon - Oak the Leader

Territory: Taika
Ranking: Darys

**Family:

Parents - Callister(✝) & Moira(✝)

Siblings - Erya(Alive, NPC) and Calder(Alive, NPC)

Mate - N/A

Offspring:
Nia - unknown, w/Sulwen
Marlowe - w/Thetis
Casimir - w/Thetis
Tobias - w/Thetis

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Past attractions: Thetis, Margo, Sulwen etc..

Personality

|Self-serving | Cynical | Dark humoured and sarcastic | Narrow-minded | Flirtatious | Forcible | Deceptive | Calculated | Tactical | Charismatic | Paranoid |

Grimm makes an impact on his immediate surroundings. An observant eye, charismatic tongue and educated vocabulary allows him to seize your attention with an iron fist. He is the eye of the storm - he does not linger on the edges of the public, but draws the energy from those around him so that he may rise. The spotlight is to him like the sky is to the birds, and the ocean to the fish. Its where he belongs.Recent events however has banished him to the shadows, where demons nibbles at his ankles. A formerly generous, optimistic and confident wolf has turned into a husk of what he once was. Having lost faith in his brethren, his cynical world view allows him to believe nobody has truly pure intentions. Every action is done expecting something in return, and it is something he has fully embraced himself. He has adopted a scheming nature, turning his charisma into a weapon as he manipulates and uses those around him entirely for his own benefit.
This deception is hard to reveal as Grimm is still incredibly dark humoured and witty, entertaining his friends while also being affectionate and helpful. One could argue that these aren’t false qualities at all, but that he allows his true being peer through the facade whenever comfortable enough, and that it is only in fear that he is willing to drop everything once it is infertile for his own survival.For it is fear that primarily drives him. He suffers from an intense paranoia, often breaking into nervous spells where every shadow and every twig is a foe, which results in self-destructive behaviour as a reaction, seeking distractions of the flesh through quick-fixes like aggressive fights or even romance.
The subject of magic deeply stirs him, as he has enough reason to believe it is real, but the aspect of his true enemy possessing it affects him so much he entirely avoids entertaining the idea. Instead he devotes his time into revealing evidence that it is all but a myth. His tunnel vision acting purely for self-preservation.His parents put a great deal of attention to his education, making sure he was well acquainted with the history and lore of their Island along with being well versed in logical and tactical thinking. Though he would hate to admit it, their lectures has saved his life on more occasions than one, as he is able to gather enough information to give him an eagle view of the situation and put it to good use quickly, leaving him to be incredibly adaptable.

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History

Long version here
(small warning as there are elements of domestic abuse and depression/suicide in his story)

Short version:
Born to a pair of elitist parents who longed for a society where bloodstatus had a greater say in things, Grimm, named Calloum at the time, was doted upon as they considered him the perfect specimen. Truly, if they were perfect, the perfection of their son proved their theory that descendants inherited more than just looks. Unfortunately, his two other siblings did not receive the same treatment as Calloum outshone them in every way. He was social, eloquent - even at a young age, and an entertainer, telling stories and singing for his parent's friends to receive nothing but applause and praise.

Due to their upbringing, Calloum and his siblings did not get along at all, and the young pup sought company elsewhere - most notably, the alphasons Osirus and Amuun, who became like brothers to him in his siblings' stead. The three inseparable boys did everything together, played together, trained, even following after females as they grew older. Staying clear out of the three-way drama between the two brothers and the later-to-be-renowned Ibis however, Calloum set his eyes on her friend instead, Thetis.
Unfortunately, the late nights, the rowdyness with the local youngsters and him purposefully forgetting outings with his parents for the sake of his friends got on his parents' nerve. This was not how a polite, young boy should act! Eventually, the tension grew to a point where Calloum's father struck his son in a fit of rage, causing his scar across his eyebrow and lips.
Calloum was outraged and humiliated, feeling a sense of loss realising the abuse his parents had put on not only his siblings, but now him as well. Therefore, the young male ran away from home, well aware that his parents were powerless to do anything about it as he only needed to give one word about their actions to his friends, and the alpha would strip them of any rank and position in the pack.

The freedom that came with living without ones parents constantly breathing down ones neck was shortlived. After settling in a den of his own, Thetis came to him with the news that she was pregnant. Having just dealt with the trauma he'd experienced with his own parents, the last thing Calloum wanted was to become one himself. Besides, Calloum valued his freedom and youth, and wasting it all on wiping the asses of some whelps was the last thing he wanted. He'd quickly swallow those thoughts however, for as soon as he begrudgingly had accepted his fate as a father-to-be, Thetis went on a hunting trip that ended gruesomely.
Wounded from the accident, the female denied him from coming to see her, her family forcing him away at every attempt.
He soon enough realised it was over. He had gotten his wish to go on with his carefree life.

This was but the start of a long-lasting habit of self destruction. The more mischief he got into to, the worse the rumours that spread about his nightly escapades - the happier he was. Calloum saw it as a way to punish his parents for all that had gone wrong. The golden child turned to a black sheep.
Calloum was not the only one to feel unhappy, Khonsu, the united pack's alpha, had elected Osirus as his successor, to great shock to many, and great distress to his brother, Amuun. He and Calloum got even closer after that and spent almost every minute of every day together to such extent, Calloum was soon known as Amuun's shadow, a title he took a liking to.

As the years went by, Amuun's unhappiness grew, his brother not only stealing his rightful role as Alpha, but the beautiful Ibis as well.
It brought forth a dark day in all of united's history, when it was discovered that the male had brutally killed the Alpha's mate by a pond, only for Osirus to execute Amuun on the spot.
Calloum, having renamed himself Grimm at this point after a final clash with his father, was devastated over this. Not only was Ibis a long-term friend, but Amuun was his best friend and closest companion. Without him, the world seemed meaningless, and the male lost all will to go on.

It was at this point, a female who'd made a name for herself as something of a madwoman, sought him out, giving him a place among her peers and a purpose - to rise to godhood.
Grimm utilised his charm and knowledge of the pack's intricate social climate to weed out those willing to join Malaysia's cause, hoping soon they would grow large enough to stage a coup of the island.
However, this was hardly needed, as man suddenly arrived at their shore. Like a blessing that had fallen from the heavens, there would be no greater sign that their cause was right, and Grimm followed the Kol to slaughter the strangers at the beach.

It was a brutal clash, claws and teeth against steel, turning the soft sand scarlet with blood.
Grimm rejoiced in it at first, tasting the sweet liquid of human blood, only for it to turn in an instant when a companion was cleaved in two right before him.
The shock sent ripples through his body, and before he knew if, he'd carried himself halfway across the beach and back into the forest, only to collapse somewhere deep into the forest from lack of blood after suffering a wound at his flank he'd barely noticed until then.

He woke up to a young female named Evanora tending to his wounds somewhere above the Gods pass, and thanks to her care was able to heal and travel back to the newly formed Tündes - those remaining after Malaysia had taken her kin up north to form the Kol - in hopes he could persuade Osirus to take him back into the fold.

Group history || Stamps || Relationships

Trivia:
- Most members of Kol will likely assume Grimm died on the beach, as he was bound to have been seen being wounded. Also, the mere suggestion of him going back to Tundes would have been very unlikely as he was actively and openly supporting Malaysia at the time.
- His siblings are both alive and well, though they are estranged after years of no communication. I'm open for them to be adopted by other players, along with further relations! ^^

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