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My name is Devicloud and I have lived on this earth for more than three hundred years. I have slayed mythical beasts and stolen from kings. I have made many friends and many more enemies. I have discovered hidden civilizations, destroyed cities, and only ever loved one creature other than myself. And now I lay, bed stricken, in a hospital full of the dead and dying, bound by those inevitable chains of age and futility.
My life could seep away in an instant. With one misbreath, everything that is the essence of I could be ripped away from my waxen unbreathing lips. I have no living relatives, no friends, and perhaps even my enemies have forgotten me. So you see, when my eyes close for the final time, my very existence will be forgotten and all these things which have been Devicloud's achievements and life will flow away into the stream of time.
Name: Devicloud
Gender: Male
Hair: White
Eyes: Light blue
Height: 6' 2"
Animal form: Tiger
Markings: Dark purple swirling, shifting patterns
Fur: Purple
In the loosest sense of the word, Devicloud is a gentleman. He is not charming nor does he have the remotest sense of chivalry. However, he is not one to focus on shallow, inconsequential things and instead sees to the heart of people. Devi does not have any tolerance for those he does not respect; it is not within his interest to even bother with a person that cannot command his attention. Part of this is certainly due to to his harsh upbringing in the land of the Fae, where one must rely on one's own wits and strength, but no doubt it is simply his nature. Because of his background, things like political power don't particularly impress him; on the other hand, a pauper who can survive singlemindedly on the streets would impress him greatly. In a manner of speaking, Devicloud values "real" power; the power of self and being which can never be taken away, rather than a power that relies on others' cooperation.
Full of self-confidence as he is (called pride by his enemies), Devicloud is not particularly likeable to the average insipid mouth breather, and has only two or three true friends. To them he is aloof but loyal, his respect and love for them shown through his actions rather than his words. For Devicloud does not trust words; he considers the hellishly complex language of modern society to be a trap in every syllable. And as such, his own words tend to be terse and to the point, which no doubt contributes to his lack of social grace.
Devicloud represents a curious duality in the modern civilization in which he now lives. Having grown up in that wild forest of the Fae, he is always very guarded, ready to run, to fight, to be strong against honeyed words. At the same time, he's very civilized; he enjoys a fine cup of Earl Grey just as much as any other prat spoiled from the crib.
Despite this, there can be no doubt when looking into his frosted blue eyes that Devicloud is anything but civilized.
Captured
Devicloud was born in the land of the Fae and grew up there, innocent and wild and free.
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