Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 22, 2007 13:09:22 GMT -5
~Private Self~
Character Name: Destrane Riddle Savien
Nickname(s): Des
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Birthdate: October 13
Affiliation: Death Eaters
House: Slytherin
~I Walk Alone~
Father: Thomas Marvolo Riddle
Mother: Bellatrix Lestrange, thought to be Irena Black
Sibling(s): Aston Savien
Cousin(s): Draco Malfoy, Nymphadora Tonks
Aunt(s): Narcissa Malfoy, Andromeda Tonks
~Relations~
Orientation: Straight, formerly bi
Significant Other: Helena Moore
Former Significant Other(s): Gabrielle Ivy
Spouse: None, expected to marry Helena Moore
Children: Aiden Savien - unborn at this time
~Last Shut Of Your Eyes~
Hair: Black, short-medium in length
Eyes: Emerald Green
Skintone: Pale Caucasian
General Appearance:
Tall and fit, Destrane is a sinister person. Shaggy hair and dark clothing make up his physical features. A terrible dislike for muggle clothing leaves him always in wizarding robes of a silky black material while black pants and a black shirt are found underneath. Standing at 6'3" and weighing little, his body is lithe, concealed by his attire.
~Stand My Ground~
Personality:
Trained in the dark, tainted by cruelty and deciet. These are just a few words to describe what Destrane Savien has endured and been influenced by. There is not one ounce of love in the boy's body. Serious and calculating, cunning and quick, the boy used skills taught to him by the Dark Lord to get what he wanted. Nothing would stand in his way. Emotionless towards death, there is no hesitation in destroying the lives of those who rub him the wrong way.
There is a hatred burning deep within the boy. Anger and rage are his greatest tools. Destrane doesn't differentiate between Death Eater and foe. All are seen as below him with exceptions to Bellatrix Lestrange and Lord Voldemort. There is no loyalty to those considering themselves his friends. Why should there be? The boy has no use for friends, his own goals encompassing all his thoughts. Trained in the art of combat and defence by his father and cousin, there is little to be done when faced by his malice. Kindness towards his own loverm is rare and the upcoming arrival of his son will not lighten the blackened soul.
~The End of Every Story~
History:
The date...October 13, the day, Friday. Born to Irena Black and Thomas Marvolo Riddle, Destrane came into the world. Taught to believe that he had a sister, ten minutes younger, the boy grew up with the responsibilities of an older sibling. Hatred was instill in him from the start. Destrane was pulled away from his mother at the early age of five to keep him away from the woman's weak influences. Unbothered by the changes in his life, the boy began to blossom.
While Aston was allowed to stay and idolize their mother, Destrane was pulled away, forced to follow his father's footsteps from the very beginning. Tutors and specialists in various Dark Art fields came to the manor in order to teach him all they could. He was to be primed for greatness. Destrane looked up to the Dark Lord as a role model, it was all he knew and it seemed to be burned into his young mind. Scarred for life after one failed mission, as a ten-year-old, the boy felt himself harden further under his father's watchful eye, pushing away all emotions that he never had the use for.
Hogwarts was a whole new story. Sorted into Slytherin House, feared by the other students of his year, Destrane learned to trust no one. Small missions were assigned to him to keep an eye on the Dark Lord's enemies. Branded with the Dark Mark at the young age of 13, he was officially made into a Death Eater for his fourth year of school. Various missions that continued throughout his years brought him into higher favor with the Dark Lord. During the missions involving the Prophecy and the killing of one Albus Dumbledore, it appeared that the Dark Lord did not want his heir involved with something that could possibly ruin his name.
It was at the age of sixteen that everything began to fall in place for the boy. Urged to marry a childhood friend, Helena Moore, and start a family, Destrane took every step to ensure that his father's word was obeyed. Consumed in the mire of darkness, with no way out, and no desire to be free of his life, the boy bowed to the Dark Lord and no one else. Feared by the Death Eaters, an unknown killer in the enemy ranks, and heir to the Dark Lord, Destrane Savien would become a name known by and feared by all.
~On My Way~
RP Sample: ~accepted~
Member Title: There is no darkness without fear.
Anything Else?:
Parstlemouth
Animagus
.::Animagus Form::.[/u]
Animal: Czechoslovakian Wolfdog
General Appearance: Black fur covered a muscled body. Wolf-like in appearance, red eyes gleaming in the darkness. Large paws bore wicked claws and deadly fangs were concealed by dark lips. A brand stood out on his left shoulder, a R enclosed within a circle, that is visible, even under the long coat.
Accessories: Black leather collar that changes into a chain for around his neck. A tracking device and a way to be controlled by the Dark Lord, it cannot be removed by anyone but the maker.
