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Lekrin The Winter Jackal.

Lekrin became an orphan at younger than a year old. He resorts to thievery to survive, being the last of his kind.

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a character in “Legacy of Ages Past”, originally authored by AphoticDreams, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Lekrin Skydane
Age: Is roughly 8 years old
Gender: Male
Species/subSpecies: Winter Jackal
A winter Jackal is a creature of the night. With frozen white skin and burning, large brown eyes. This species is extinct, all except one. A winter Jackal has always been a rare find, normally only appearing during winter months frequently. A winter Jackal has the choice of shifting from a human, to a jackal, with a half-human- half-Jacal form as well. Winter Jackals are gifted with human speech and intellect, also having the ability of healing anything (living things such as animals and plants) from anything, other than death, with their blood, saliva and sweat. This was why they were hunted. One of their fresh carcusses could save a whole kingdom form stavation, ruin and droughts. They were originally used as sacrifices to God, but as more things were discovere, they were used for the people instead.

Apperance:
His skin is as white as the fresh winter snow and eyes the colour of an oak tree. His messy hair is hazel, tipped in places, a dark orange. He wears the old, and extremly large leather coat of his old master who died due to desease and starvation. He has black knee-length storts, revealing his heavily wounded knees.He has no shoes, and no proper shirt. On his torso, he has bandaging going around it from the time he escaped becming a sacrifice like his brethrin before. Behind that wrapping is a patch of miscoloured skin, that appears a dried out purple, and a selection of fine stitching. Being poor, he has no way to recieve his proper nutrients, as hunting is forbidden unless you have permission, he is skiny enough to see his ribs in perfect detail. He is aroung 4 foot, maybe a bit more to the five foot side, but small nontheless. He weighs around 45 pounds. While in his partial form, his pupils become slits and his eye colour fades to a watery blue. A pair of Jackal ears and a tail appear and his hair colour becomes white.

He's a rather curious boy, unable to stop himself from distracted with meaningless things. He's sweet and shy. He's also quite the crybaby with a foul mouth and sharp tounge.

Powers:
Being a winter Jackal, Lekrin can shapeshift into one of his three forms. Also, if Lekrin was to bite someone, they wuld immediatly get poisoned with a type of poison that cannot leave the body, but it doesn't kill the infecte, but rather leaves hem either in constant agony until they die, of cuts of all senses. Other than this, and his healing blood, he has no special powers.

Skills/strength:

As Likrin is a thief, he has a variety of pickpocketing techniques. He's a fast runner and a good climber. His footsteps have adapted to being very light. For some reason, Likrin has no 'presence' so he could follow anyone and not be noticed. He is very weak, due to his poor health, though he carries a short knife with him for protection. If he needs to, he will partally go into his Jackal form and use his claws and teeth instead. While in his partial and his jackall form he is 5-25% stronger than his complete human form.

Weakness:
He's scared of large bodies of water and human beings. This creates a giant loop in his conscious, as he is weaker from the reduced contact. He scared of hurting anyone and tries to help. His own blood burns him when it conects to oxegyon. He can't touch any pure metals such as lead.

BACKSTORY:::
At the age of three, his whole race became exctinct, all but him. He was adopted by a blacksmith who later became his master after finding out about who Lekrin really was. At the age of five, the blacksmith died and he was taken to become a sacrifice for the king's well being. He barely managed to escaped with the help of an elf who got herself killed, but stayed on the run for the next three years of life, knowing the true nature of the king. He became a thief, stealing valuable items such as purses and food, for a witch who gave him a place to stay in exchange, also healing the hole in his stomach. He became foul mouthed, cursing whoever he liked, and always had a comeback to the disrespecting merchants. His speech is always common, missing out letters and sometimes almost the whole of a word.

So begins...

Lekrin The Winter Jackal.'s Story

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I ran, the humans chasing me. I turned corners through the village, never managing to escape. My coat trailed behind me as I ran. My ears and tail had come out not long ago. I held the stolen bread in my arms as I ran. I tripped over a rock and fell face first. I pulled up by the collar

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Snap.

Distant at first, but steady, a fog rolls in towards the village. Few would take notice or care, as a figure was making its way, shrouded by the mist. Little more than a shift in the weather they would think, they would hope. Such was perfect, preferable, for what crept inside.

Snap.

The fog creeps through, ankle height, down along the stony roads, then between the houses and stores, doors and windows shutting as a chill goes through the air. All the better. It wouldn't stay that long, it was merely passing through, without intent to linger. That would change however, a scene within the village diverting slightly its course.

Snap.

A hiss in the wind, whispers in the mist, heralding the approach of something as old as time, something that has crept in the shadow of men.

"What is this?" a woman's voice asks, dragging out her words, from a figure, emerging from the mists, shrouded in rags. "For what do you intend with the boy?"

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#, as written by sifsand
A low madness laced Cackle echoed through the village right before a fireball quickly descended and ignited every building in its vicinity. In the shadow of the smoke a winged figure floated downwards and landed on a nearby singed roof, his name was Maseron and he was a dark mage who only does what he wants for fun.

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I looked around at the fire, it burned the houses and people. The 'woman' had scared away a lot of the villagers, and I was dropped to the floor, blood trailing down the side of my mouth, I tried moing away, but it failed, I held my breath and closed my eyes.

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"Sick and twisting things," she mutters in disgust, witnessing the sudden flames, setting the village ablaze.

The figure moves between the boy and the raging flames, reaching down to pick up the bread with long clawed fingers, then holding it out to him.

"Time to go, child, for the air reeks of the sin of man," she says, kneeling down to his level. "Do not fear, I will not allow today to be your last."

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I took it, my eyes wide, I quickly got rid of my blood by licking it, "Thank you Miss!" I wasnt afraid anymore, I scrambled to my feet and lifted my hood up and took of through the flames at a quick pace. I turn around and wave slightly before going into the forest.

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"I seek no harm for the child" A demented yet oddly calm voice penetrated the flames, he dragged an unconscious woman across the ground as he then promptly plunged his hand in her chest to remove her heart.

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"A-ah," she mutters as the boy plunges through the flames in a hurry, apparently making it through safely. Standing up, her attention then was drawn to a mad mage, killing a woman before her, seemingly proud of himself in doing so.

"And yet you orphan children by killing their mothers and fathers? And set their houses ablaze?" she asks, tone deepening into a growl, already condemning the man with a glare. "You may as well have signed their sentence, mad mage."

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I looked at the flames behind me and ran, I collapsed at a tree near the entrance of the village. I watched their figures move around softly and heard their words. So, a mage? Thank god I got out of there. I don't want my heart to be ripped out and eaten. I shuddered and looked at the burning men, women and children, their screams radiated so loud it hurt my ears. I put the bread on my lap and covered them. I focused on the two and shut my eyes, trying to listen.

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"Mad? I am the sanest man on earth." He took a moment to take a bite of the heart before tossing it away, grinning with a blood soaked mouth.

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"Oh no, you are all mad, sick, and twisted, the only difference is you don't hide it, you clearly revel in it," she says, her tone judging his very existence. "But. Your display? You are just a miserable little rabbit screaming for attention, a life that meant nothing sparking up, and will mean nothing fizzling out. Look, behold him, the wanton king of fools!"

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I giggled at her answer, " 'O he's a F'pdoodle? A fool?" I asked to myself. I tore a piece of the bread of and threw it into the forest for the animmals, then ate some myself. It was interesting how this played out in the end. My legs ached, so what was the harm in resting? I watched the man eat a piece of the heart, it ws disgusting how he ate...

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"You will not enjoy the end, it is about time your breed join with the dragons," she says, a threat with lack of any vague intent. "It is nature's time to reclaim its place, the Sanguine Witch, Black Bella returns."

She lets out a low crackling growl, biting her bottom lip with inhuman needle-like teeth, before spitting in his direction, onto his makeshift chair. The place of contact quickly corroding away, in a way that would cause it to slant and topple. Soon the ground around him too would start to be covered in the potent toxin, a green miasma rising as vapor, agitated further by the heat of the flames.

"It would be much to hope that you stay and rot, but I've better matters to attend."

After doing this, she turns, rushing against the side of a building, a strength unlike that of a man, toppling down the weakened structure, spraying ash and debris about, and in doing so creating a path not covered in fire. Those who were not dead already now had a clear path to escape. With this, she began to walk out from the village. She had no intent to see this any further.

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He leaped upwards sprouting large reptilian wings as he flapped them, staying in the air as he watched her try to repair his damage. "The dragons died because of ignorance, I will never be hunted down."

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I watched it all go down, but why did she spit? And isn't she strong, I scampered up to the top of the tree. Opportuntity strikes. That man seemed to be covered in some sort of green vapour. I watched the kind woman leave the village. I hurried of in her direction, ending up before her, I placced a peice of bread on a clean rock ad carved into a tree, 'thank you'. I hurried up said tree to see how long the village was tto burn, I wasn't allowed 'home' without 4 shillings and sixteen crowns... Better get stealing I guess...

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I looked at the man, and slowly stole my way past, trying to get in, but I tripped over a rock...

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"Hmmm, don't try to steal my stuff kid...OR I'LL FEED YOU TO THE SHARKS." Heinz looked at him with a serious face "Orr...nah" Heinz looked at him.

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"You have already marked you as prey," she says, looking back at the man, her eyes glimmering under her hood. Unlike him, there was in fact no feeling in these eyes, no pleasure or joy. It was a look of a predator to its prey, not a person. It was clear, she would feel nothing. "And one day, I will devour you."

With that she glanced down at the bread on the rock and the note scratched upon the tree. She smiles, picking it up.

"You sure it wise to feed a monster, child?" she says softly, a playful tone contrasting greatly against the one with the man. "They say they become hard to be rid of... or, was that 'feed a cat?' Either way, you are welcome."

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I stood up quickly and put my hands up, "I wasn't gonna do anything ya loiter-s'ack." I muttered before taking of into the village, and pickpocketting him of... something...

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Heinz gave him a apple "There you go kid, taking my stuff..HEHAHAH, reminds me of myself." Heinz had put the apple in his pocket that he knew would be taken from.