Nidhogg, The Devourer [Done]
Dec 4, 2017 13:43:58 GMT -7
Post by Shinzy of the Mists on Dec 4, 2017 13:43:58 GMT -7
♣ Basic Information ♣
♣ Name: Nidhogg
♣ Bloodlimit: Protean
♣ Height: 8 ft
♣ Weight: 500 lbs
♣ Age: 24
♣ Gender: Male
♣ Alignment: Evil, Lawful
♣ Birth Country: Land of Water
♣ Village: Mist
♣ Special ♣
♣ Clan Specialist
♣ Character Depth ♣
♣ Personality
Fury and rage incarnate – Nidhogg is best known for his short temper that perfectly matches with his intimidating appearance. Although usually calm and collected when strategizing, Nidhogg can easily be thrown into a blind fit of rage when annoyed or taunted. Unsure of why despite his intelligence and cautious nature, Nidhogg can only blame the strange draconic blood flowing through his veins which always seems to boil and send him into a frenzy at the worst possible moments.
When alone and left to his own devices, Nidhogg can be quite contradictory calm and patient. Quite famously, he once quite eagerly waited outside a store for two-days straight in rain and frost for a sale after the shopkeeper had completely forgotten to warn him that the store would be closed for the weekend. All this does, however, seem to be thrown out the water the moment someone vexes or attempts to insult his unusual draconic heritage.
Naturally, this makes Nidhogg an incredibly prideful and confident being. Having no real memories or facts of his parents outside of letters and mementos, Nidhogg is to a fault very defensive and protective about everything he has inherited such as his father’s draconic features and his mother’s strange connection to the Frost Giants of legend. Unsure of what exactly that makes him, he has ended up developing quite the complex around his past. Most that know him or of him are more than well-aware that such topics are an extremely touchy subject.
Clearly having taken more after his father than mother, Nidhogg has been known to become quite starry-eyed when it comes to topics revolving around dragons. Having inherited some of their traits, Nidhogg is fascinated by these creatures of pure destruction and dark legend. By submitting to the blood boiling in his veins, Nidhogg hopes to one day transform himself into a true pure-blooded dragon like his father in hopes of seeking him out. Unfortunately, as much as he dares to dream, he knows that ambitions such as those are rarely achieved in a single lifetime.
As for the battlefield – that’s when the darkest depths of Nidhogg’s personality truly shines. Quite selfish and focused on self-preservation, Nidhogg will rarely intervene in battles that have nothing to do with him. Likewise, it takes more than friendship and other meaningless bonds to earn his assistance. Usually, the only things in life that interest him are power and nourishment – the latter of which he can only assume is somehow linked to the genes he inherited from his mother.
Known for his ferocity and stern appearance, Nidhogg is most notable for his striking-azure iris that flashes a multitude of vibrant blue hues whenever he is enraged. Combined with his shaved eyebrows and unusually small pupils, Nidhogg always seems to be giving off an intimidating glare regardless of how he might actually be feeling. This is only emulated by his sharp nose and mouth which is rarely seen doing anything except frowning or grinning to reveal rows of jagged draconic teeth.
As for Nidhogg’s second most striking feature, it would undoubtedly be his unusually coloured navy-blue hair. Always a spikey mess and fluttering against the wind uncontrollably, Nidhogg’s hair always serves to give him the label of a wild ruffian that cares little of his own appearance. With there being some element of truth to those words – Nidhogg has failed to cut or in any way maintain his hair for many years. Due to this, some of the longer strands easily reach from the tip of his head all the way to his waist.
As for the rest of him, Nidhogg quite prominently sports a series of permanent tribal tattoos on varying parts of his body which he can only assume he inherited from his father. Having never been told the meaning behind them, Nidhogg in unaware of their purpose or symbolism. Through pure chance he has, however, learned that the tattoo of an eye on his left hand can be used to channel certain Jutsu. Unfortunately, the full extent of the power behind this tattoo is knowledge that has been long-since lost to him.
Other than the strange tattoos, keen observers and tactless onlookers also usually notice one other key point about Nidhogg’s body – his gargantuan stature. Likely due to a strange set of genetics being passed onto him, Nidhogg easily towers above most others with an impressive height of 8 feet. On top of this, Nidhogg’s body is incredibly bulky and muscular on most days. Unfortunately, due to his strange metabolism, he has been known to swap between being incredibly lean and ripped to chubby and overweight over the course of a mere few hours.
Finally, Nidhogg’s clothing. Due to his preference for loose fitting attire and the fact that his body rarely suffers from the effects of cold, Nidhogg is usually found sporting a loose pair of baggy pants with a white sash around the waist as a belt. Lower down, he tends to wear a mundane pair of wooden Geta to protect the soles of his feet from rough terrain. Aside from all this, Nidhogg normally wanders the street completely shirtless to avoid anything from restraining his wings – which are usually kept hidden underneath a bulky cloak with a necklace of teeth sewn around the neck region.
The circumstances of Nidhogg’s birth, even to this day, are still a complete mystery to himself. His earliest memories of a child are of him being abandoned somewhere in the Land of Water where by pure chance, he was found and taken in by Mist Village Ninja. Left with only mementos and letters – Nidhogg was essentially left to piece together the facts of his past all on his own. Much to the village’s amusement, he grew adamant that his father was a fully-fledged dragon and his mother a Frost Giant.
Naturally, no one believed in Nidhogg’s ridiculousness. Constantly bullied for his stories and shunned for his odd appearance, Nidhogg grew cold and quickly learned that he would never survive a village as harsh as Mist unless he ran away or grew stronger. With his odd sense of pride not allowing him to pick the former, Nidhogg set about training relentlessly for days without end. Unsure of whether his harsh training regime was yielding results, the young boy immediately set about searching for nutrients capable of promoting the growth that he needed.
Upon being taunted by the local butcher for his frail body, Nidhogg immediately saved Ryo from random errands and bought his first pound of meat – the only real food he had ever tasted up until that point aside from his usual meals of leftover gruel and random vegetables he managed to steal from markets without getting caught. At that moment, much to the butcher’s astonishment, something strange awoke in Nidhogg. Upon devouring the raw meat in a matter of seconds, something in the boy’s blood awoke and sent him into a fit of adrenaline and hunger.
Like a man that had just tasted his first drop of water after days lost in a boiling dessert, the butcher barely managed to restrain the boy before he had already devoured half of the store. It was at that point that Nidhogg’s unsatisfiable hunger awoke. Realising that it took far more to fill his stomach to the brim than others, Nidhogg tripled his money-earning efforts in order to fuel his new lifestyle of training relentlessly and devouring meat like a glutton. It wasn’t long after this that he began to notice differences about himself.
Whereas before he was scrawny and frail, Nidhogg quickly began to pack on muscle at a frighteningly quick pace. By the time he had earned the title of Genin in the Academy, he was far taller than the other students. Even reaching his twenties, his body seemed to refuse to halt its growth and shot past everyone around him before stabilising at a towering height of 8 feet. For all intents and purposes – he was a monster. A monster that no longer needed to put up with the nuisances of others.
♣ Name: Nidhogg
♣ Bloodlimit: Protean
♣ Height: 8 ft
♣ Weight: 500 lbs
♣ Age: 24
♣ Gender: Male
♣ Alignment: Evil, Lawful
♣ Birth Country: Land of Water
♣ Village: Mist
♣ Special ♣
- Glamour [20]
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- -
- -
- -
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♣ Clan Specialist
- Protean [170]
- Akimichi [150]
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- -
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♣ Character Depth ♣
♣ Personality
Fury and rage incarnate – Nidhogg is best known for his short temper that perfectly matches with his intimidating appearance. Although usually calm and collected when strategizing, Nidhogg can easily be thrown into a blind fit of rage when annoyed or taunted. Unsure of why despite his intelligence and cautious nature, Nidhogg can only blame the strange draconic blood flowing through his veins which always seems to boil and send him into a frenzy at the worst possible moments.
When alone and left to his own devices, Nidhogg can be quite contradictory calm and patient. Quite famously, he once quite eagerly waited outside a store for two-days straight in rain and frost for a sale after the shopkeeper had completely forgotten to warn him that the store would be closed for the weekend. All this does, however, seem to be thrown out the water the moment someone vexes or attempts to insult his unusual draconic heritage.
Naturally, this makes Nidhogg an incredibly prideful and confident being. Having no real memories or facts of his parents outside of letters and mementos, Nidhogg is to a fault very defensive and protective about everything he has inherited such as his father’s draconic features and his mother’s strange connection to the Frost Giants of legend. Unsure of what exactly that makes him, he has ended up developing quite the complex around his past. Most that know him or of him are more than well-aware that such topics are an extremely touchy subject.
Clearly having taken more after his father than mother, Nidhogg has been known to become quite starry-eyed when it comes to topics revolving around dragons. Having inherited some of their traits, Nidhogg is fascinated by these creatures of pure destruction and dark legend. By submitting to the blood boiling in his veins, Nidhogg hopes to one day transform himself into a true pure-blooded dragon like his father in hopes of seeking him out. Unfortunately, as much as he dares to dream, he knows that ambitions such as those are rarely achieved in a single lifetime.
As for the battlefield – that’s when the darkest depths of Nidhogg’s personality truly shines. Quite selfish and focused on self-preservation, Nidhogg will rarely intervene in battles that have nothing to do with him. Likewise, it takes more than friendship and other meaningless bonds to earn his assistance. Usually, the only things in life that interest him are power and nourishment – the latter of which he can only assume is somehow linked to the genes he inherited from his mother.
Known for his ferocity and stern appearance, Nidhogg is most notable for his striking-azure iris that flashes a multitude of vibrant blue hues whenever he is enraged. Combined with his shaved eyebrows and unusually small pupils, Nidhogg always seems to be giving off an intimidating glare regardless of how he might actually be feeling. This is only emulated by his sharp nose and mouth which is rarely seen doing anything except frowning or grinning to reveal rows of jagged draconic teeth.
As for Nidhogg’s second most striking feature, it would undoubtedly be his unusually coloured navy-blue hair. Always a spikey mess and fluttering against the wind uncontrollably, Nidhogg’s hair always serves to give him the label of a wild ruffian that cares little of his own appearance. With there being some element of truth to those words – Nidhogg has failed to cut or in any way maintain his hair for many years. Due to this, some of the longer strands easily reach from the tip of his head all the way to his waist.
As for the rest of him, Nidhogg quite prominently sports a series of permanent tribal tattoos on varying parts of his body which he can only assume he inherited from his father. Having never been told the meaning behind them, Nidhogg in unaware of their purpose or symbolism. Through pure chance he has, however, learned that the tattoo of an eye on his left hand can be used to channel certain Jutsu. Unfortunately, the full extent of the power behind this tattoo is knowledge that has been long-since lost to him.
Other than the strange tattoos, keen observers and tactless onlookers also usually notice one other key point about Nidhogg’s body – his gargantuan stature. Likely due to a strange set of genetics being passed onto him, Nidhogg easily towers above most others with an impressive height of 8 feet. On top of this, Nidhogg’s body is incredibly bulky and muscular on most days. Unfortunately, due to his strange metabolism, he has been known to swap between being incredibly lean and ripped to chubby and overweight over the course of a mere few hours.
Finally, Nidhogg’s clothing. Due to his preference for loose fitting attire and the fact that his body rarely suffers from the effects of cold, Nidhogg is usually found sporting a loose pair of baggy pants with a white sash around the waist as a belt. Lower down, he tends to wear a mundane pair of wooden Geta to protect the soles of his feet from rough terrain. Aside from all this, Nidhogg normally wanders the street completely shirtless to avoid anything from restraining his wings – which are usually kept hidden underneath a bulky cloak with a necklace of teeth sewn around the neck region.
The circumstances of Nidhogg’s birth, even to this day, are still a complete mystery to himself. His earliest memories of a child are of him being abandoned somewhere in the Land of Water where by pure chance, he was found and taken in by Mist Village Ninja. Left with only mementos and letters – Nidhogg was essentially left to piece together the facts of his past all on his own. Much to the village’s amusement, he grew adamant that his father was a fully-fledged dragon and his mother a Frost Giant.
Naturally, no one believed in Nidhogg’s ridiculousness. Constantly bullied for his stories and shunned for his odd appearance, Nidhogg grew cold and quickly learned that he would never survive a village as harsh as Mist unless he ran away or grew stronger. With his odd sense of pride not allowing him to pick the former, Nidhogg set about training relentlessly for days without end. Unsure of whether his harsh training regime was yielding results, the young boy immediately set about searching for nutrients capable of promoting the growth that he needed.
Upon being taunted by the local butcher for his frail body, Nidhogg immediately saved Ryo from random errands and bought his first pound of meat – the only real food he had ever tasted up until that point aside from his usual meals of leftover gruel and random vegetables he managed to steal from markets without getting caught. At that moment, much to the butcher’s astonishment, something strange awoke in Nidhogg. Upon devouring the raw meat in a matter of seconds, something in the boy’s blood awoke and sent him into a fit of adrenaline and hunger.
Like a man that had just tasted his first drop of water after days lost in a boiling dessert, the butcher barely managed to restrain the boy before he had already devoured half of the store. It was at that point that Nidhogg’s unsatisfiable hunger awoke. Realising that it took far more to fill his stomach to the brim than others, Nidhogg tripled his money-earning efforts in order to fuel his new lifestyle of training relentlessly and devouring meat like a glutton. It wasn’t long after this that he began to notice differences about himself.
Whereas before he was scrawny and frail, Nidhogg quickly began to pack on muscle at a frighteningly quick pace. By the time he had earned the title of Genin in the Academy, he was far taller than the other students. Even reaching his twenties, his body seemed to refuse to halt its growth and shot past everyone around him before stabilising at a towering height of 8 feet. For all intents and purposes – he was a monster. A monster that no longer needed to put up with the nuisances of others.
