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Wolfie is what I've started calling Robert Etienne. He is about 5'7" with light brown hair and fair skin. Has a strong build on a light frame. I'd always thought of wolves as ragged creatures, but he has some style. Blue-green eyes, a cute smile, and he can run like the wind. His age, that's a magical twisted mess, but overall he is about nineteen physically and about twenty-two mentally (Christmas 2002). He is a few inches taller than I am, but much larger (he is 5'7" and about 165 pounds). He has fine features to go with that smile, which I keep seeing more of. Did I mention I like his smile?
75%, Ançíen Sidhé 85%, Rune Wolf 65%, Norman French
40%, Latin 40%, Troll 25%, Byzant 25%
indigo glyph, bitter king hrthgar glyph
His people are the half-elves who held Normandy for thirty generations. First they held against the northern trolls on the beaches and on the seas. Their mixed blood made them strong to carry iron and to resist it when carried by the trolls and let them carry shapechanging blood without being overcome by it. He was a hostage, exchanged before betrayal, which left him trapped and alone in a fir bold, shadow realms prison. There he learned to master the shadow and to tame the vines and creatures while he waited for release.
Those who should have come for him never did, preferring to steal his home and heritage. He still feels great rage some times, though he is learning to tame it.
(For a good essay explaining the world view that fits Robert http://home.clara.net/andywrobertson/wolfemountains.html)
His story tells how he gained the bladed chain he wields as a staff and as cestus, how he climbed the star gates and led forays against the trolls as a youth. Later, how he as a young hero was betrayed as a hostage and the ways he survived in that shadow realm he was cast into, to live or perish.
He feels bitterly alone, though the lion dog that the Rukh gave him sleeps with him, is in his thoughts and keeps the terrors of the night at bay.
Those who betrayed his family were eaten by the Ktthjj intruders that they welcomed and that had corrupted them. Vengeance like he would have taken would never have been so horrid. But there are those, feckless ones, who should have searched him out and rescued him rather than dividing his family lands among their retainers.
He is lost, but for this home that has taken him in and the lion dog that loves and guards him.
Wolfie's new werewolf appearance since the encounter in the dreamlands.
Wolfie's old appearance below
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