Drauf

Birthday:

September 19

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Character Age

Depends on the time period of the RP

Character Species

Lycan

Character Gender

Male

Character Relationship Status

Single

Character Appearance

He appears to be in his late twenties or early thirties, yet there is an unmistakable weariness in his eyes, a depth to his gaze that suggests he has lived far longer than his youthful appearance would indicate. His hair, streaked with grey, gives him the air of someone who has weathered many storms, both literal and metaphorical. Though his face is still youthful and his movements swift, there’s a quiet heaviness about him—an unspoken weight carried from years of hardship, loss, and survival. It’s as if the passage of time has etched itself into him in ways that are not immediately visible, but which become apparent to those who look closely enough. His outward youth is a mask, a shell that doesn’t quite match the man beneath.

Character Personality

He might look like the kind of person you’d steer clear of—stoic, serious, and a little intimidating, with an air of someone who doesn’t suffer fools gladly. But in reality, his tough exterior is more of a shield than a true reflection of who he is. Beneath that rough-and-ready surface, he’s surprisingly warm, with a dry sense of humor and a playful streak that emerges once he feels comfortable around someone. While he can be blunt and direct with people he doesn’t know, those who get close quickly realize he’s far more easygoing and fun-loving than they first expected. He has a way of lightening the mood, even in tense situations, and is the first to crack a joke or pull off some mischievous prank just to see people laugh. Despite his jovial side, though, anyone who’s earned his trust knows that when it matters, he’s fiercely loyal and protective of those he cares about. He’s the kind of person who might joke around one minute and be ready to lay down his life for his friends the next

Character History/Story

Drauf’s story began in the harsh wilderness of Scandinavia, around the year 750. He was born to unknown parents, his origins a mystery that would remain unsolved for much of his life. Left to die in the forest as an infant—abandoned either by fate or the cruelty of those who had no use for him—he was saved by the wild creatures of the land. A pack of wolves, sensing his fragile pulse among the trees, took him in and raised him as one of their own. For years, Drauf lived alongside them, learning to hunt, to survive, and to communicate in the primal language of the wild. It was a life of both freedom and danger, where every day was a fight for survival.

But even the wilds could not protect him forever. Eventually, Drauf was discovered by a group of hunters, tracking the elusive beasts in the forest. He was no longer the helpless child left to die, but a feral young man, wild-eyed and strong, unrecognizable as human in his ragged, wolf-like appearance. It took a squad of elite hunters to subdue him, but capture him they did, bringing him back to civilization—not as a man, but as something closer to a beast. For years, Drauf was enslaved, forced into grueling labor by those who saw him as nothing more than a tool to be used and discarded. His body, honed in the wilderness, was a weapon, and it was put to work until he could no longer bear it.

Then, as fate would have it, a band of raiders attacked the village where Drauf was enslaved. The roar of battle and the clash of steel freed him from his chains. Drauf, seeing an opportunity for freedom and adventure, joined the raiders, his spirit finally tasting the life he had once known in the wild—a life of movement, of war, and of honor. His new companions taught him the ways of their people—how to fight with a sword, how to navigate the seas, how to craft his own future from blood and steel. Though it was a world far removed from the one he had grown up in, Drauf quickly adapted, his wilderness instincts giving him a ferocity that few could match.

By his mid-twenties, Drauf had made a name for himself within the settlement he now called home. He was a fearsome warrior, respected by his peers, and his reputation spread far and wide. His skills in battle were unmatched, and his stoic demeanor earned him the admiration of those who fought beside him. He had learned to temper his wild nature, and he found a place among them that was more than mere survival—it was a home, a community, a family. The elders of the village saw in Drauf not just a fierce fighter, but a man of rare strength and character, and they welcomed him into the fold.

Yet, despite the bonds he had forged and the respect he had earned, Drauf could never shake the restless hunger that burned deep inside him. The wilds still called to him, the open road whispered his name. He had never been a man to stay in one place for too long. After earning the blessing of the village elders, Drauf set out on his own, determined to carve his own path once again. His departure was bittersweet, as he left behind friends who had become like family, but Drauf knew that the road was where he truly belonged.

For years, he wandered, moving from one land to another, seeking something he could not quite name. At times, he would return to the settlement, checking in on the people who had once been his kin. But as the years passed, those he had known began to grow old, their faces fading into the past. The elders who had once guided him were gone. The friends he had fought beside were no longer there. Drauf found it increasingly difficult to return, unable to face the inevitable passage of time and the death that came with it.

The pain of seeing his past slipping away was too much for Drauf to bear. He stopped returning home altogether, choosing instead to roam the land, a shadow of his former self. The world had changed around him, and he had changed with it. Where once he had been a part of a close-knit community, he was now a lone figure, wandering the wilderness he had once called his own. He had become a legend in his own right, his name spoken in whispers by those who had heard tales of the wild man raised by wolves, the fierce warrior who had once fought for honor and glory.

But in the quiet moments, when Drauf sits alone by the fire or gazes out over the horizon, he cannot help but wonder if he has been forgotten—if the people he once cared for have moved on, if his name has faded into the mist of time. The world keeps turning, and Drauf, the warrior who once fought to find a place for himself, continues his journey alone.

Writer's Writing Style (OOC)

Paragraph, No-Preference

Writer's Favored Genres (OOC)

Fantasy, Romance, Violence, Realistic, Anime, Rated R, 18+, Gore, Action, Adventure

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Nascha Kaltain July 9, 2024 at 12:58am

(I'm game for writing.)
Nascha Kaltain June 27, 2024 at 2:45pm

(Hey. Thanks for the add.)
Arania February 4, 2024 at 5:09pm

Thank you for the add!
ꋪꃅꀤꍏꈤꈤꂦꈤ January 1, 2024 at 10:13pm

Thank you for the add!
Song Ai Mi (艾米) English Name: Amy July 21, 2023 at 4:01pm

Hello Drauf Sir. Thanks so much. Your story idea seems very interesting. Please go ahead and DM with more information. *bows* thanks again. :)
Song Ai Mi (艾米) English Name: Amy July 20, 2023 at 5:41pm

*kowtows in respect* Pleasure to meet you Mr. Drauf Sir and thank you for your friendship. I would be open to brainstorm ideas with you.
Rey Skywalker June 3, 2023 at 11:54am

Rey said nothing for a few moments, just allowing the coversation to play out naturally and to see if he had anything else he wanted to add. After a second or two she would then look at him and smile faintly. "There are many people like me, all over the galaxy...I promise you that." She wasn't talking about the force. She was referring to people who are good, decent, kind, and willing to fight for what they believe in. That was no rare thing, and Rey knew that. She knew it because ever single person in the Resistance fit that description, as well as people she had met on other worlds.

When the unexpected question came, Rey furrowed her brow as she looked away and thought about it. No one had ever asked her that before, not even Finn or Poe. "I...I'm not sure. A break would be nice, I suppose. Yeah, maybe I'll go on a holiday with my friends somewhere nice. You could come with us if you want," she said with a smile as she gave him a pat on the shoulder. "And after that, well...who knows? Maybe I'll start a new Jedi temple, try to rebuild the order. But I'm nowhere near ready for that," she admitted with a small sigh before changing the subject.

"Well, think it over for a bit. You don't have to decide right away. If you'd like to give it a try, let me know. If not, that's okay too," she said as she stood up and took a couple steps towards the door. She didn't want to seem rude but it was quite late, and she wanted to get some rest.
Rey Skywalker May 21, 2023 at 12:56pm

Accepting his offer, Rey then came closer and sat in the chair across from him. She would completely understand if he was skeptical to the idea, but she had no idea just how much he was dealing with until he showed her the picture. Rey turned her head to try and get a better look, and her heart dropped when she saw the group standing together...and the little girl on Drauf's shoulders.

She would then look back towards his face, her eyes softening with empathy as it looked like she was about to cry too. "I'm so sorry..." was the first thing she said, not even thinking about the training at the moment. "I...I had no idea..." she added, glancing away towards the door as she paused for a moment with her thoughts. It seemed that Drauf's emotional trauma and the instability of his powers was somehow connected. The more Rey thought about it, the more it made sense. Perhaps another conversation with Leia was needed, but for now all she wanted to do was be there for Drauf and support him in another way.

"I'm sorry that the mission didn't bring you what you wanted, but that doesn't mean that it was pointless." She then stood up and walked over to sit beside him on the bed. She glanced down at her hands which were folded together. "We've lost a lot of good people over the last year, people I was close to, people who smiled at me every day...and...even though it hurts so much, I know that they would want us to move on, and keep up the fight. If you could talk to you friends and family today...I wonder if they would say the same thing..." Rey said, staring ahead at the opposite wall in quiet contemplation.
Rey Skywalker May 19, 2023 at 9:42pm

She waited until he answered to reach for the door knob and enter the room. When she saw him sitting there she smiled before gently closing the door behind her. "Sorry to bother you...I hope you were able to take a nice break," she said before taking a moment to glance around Drauf's room. It looked almost identical to her own, with all the furniture being on the reverse side.

Rey would then lean against the wall and looked over at him. From the way she stood there awkwardly, it seemed she had something important to discuss. "I, um...I won't take up too much of your time, but I wanted to let you know what Leia and I talked about." Rey paused again, glancing at the floor and trying to formulate her words.

"Leia has agreed...that it's probably for the best if you don't join a squadron like that again, just to err on the side of caution." A pause. "But, she also said...that she would like me to train you." Rey seemed just as surprised as he might have been as the words came out of her mouth. "Not in the ways of the force...but she believes that I can help you learn to control your powers. Maybe not right away, but in time." Rey paused again and chuckled a bit with a shake of her head. "To be honest with you, I'm not sure if I'm even ready for something this, but..." she then looked at him sincerely. "I will try my best."
Rey Skywalker May 17, 2023 at 11:11pm

Both Rey and Leia listened intently as he spoke. Leia in particular seemed quite transfixed on what he was saying, especially in regards to him losing control. But there was no anger or judgement on her face, she was simply listening to all the facts in order to get the most accurate depiction possible. After pausing for a moment she would nod slowly in understanding. "I see. Thank you for telling me the truth, Drauf...I'm sure it was not easy. We'll talk more about this later. For now, you've earned yourself a good meal and some rest. If you don't mind...I'd like to speak to my apprentice in private."

Rey turned to him and gave a nod. "I'll meet up with you later, it's okay," she assured with a smile before turning away. She and Leia would walk off to a more secluded area of the base. Whether they were talking about Drauf or something else entirely, there was no way to know. As the rest of the day and the evening passed, Rey would wander the halls of the Resistance quarters before coming up to the room that she had assigned to him.

"Drauf? Are you there?" she asked before knocking politely.