DARK ONE, Corvin

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corvin  MALE & 467 & PAnsexual & dark one & dark & Desciple appearance Over all Corvin can come across as a fairly imposing man. However each trait individually is nothing special. For instance Corvin is tall at six foot tall but he lacks the broad shoulders and hefty muscle to be a force to be reckoned with. Corvin has short cropped hair that is always a tousled mess. It looks more purposefully done than just scruffy. However it's just from where he runs his hands through it or from when he goes on his crazy morning runs. The most immediately identifying thing about Corvin is the eye patch across his right eye. There's no obvious scar around it leading some to wonder if he truly lost his other eye. He doesn't like to tell and has fun leading people on one way or another. The truth is yes, he actually did loose his eye.  Clothing wise, Corvin prefers dark colors if not exclusively black. There's some dark blues or purples in his wardrobe but don't ever expect him to dress in anything bright. As for style most of it is fairly modern fashion. He has a set or two of dress robes or something from a few hundred years ago but it's difficult to get rid of that one ratty tunic that is his favorite and hidden someplace so no one can ever throw it away. Corvin's skin is more or less a pasty, ashen sort of color. He's not a fan of going out in the light to get a tan. Besides the paler he is the more devoted he looks to the dark ones right? Well that's his excuse and he's sticking to it. He's got his fair share of scars to. One doesn't live for nearly five hundred years and not have a few. Nearly all are hidden under his clothes or gloves and the only visible ones are on his neck or the brief flash of skin between his sleeves and gloves. personality POSITIVE NEGATIVE LIKES Hard Working Intelligent Optimistic Talkative Loyal Quick to Judge Sarcastic Possessive Violent Picky Sweets Showing off his dark magic Freshly cleaned sheets Flowers Scaring people DISLIKES FEARS HABITS Sleeping alone Elves Daylight Pickles Do Gooders Being an utter failure and allowing his lord to become injured. Licks his lips when excited Breaks things like cookies and crackers into smaller pieces to eat them Constantly looks over his shoulder history Corvin was always a fighter. From a young age the scrawny kid found something to take offense to and pick a fight with anyone giving him the stink eye. It didn't help that his parents had given him a rather... short and boring name. Why not Ulialdor or Fuinchon? Instead he had to be different, he had to be "that kid". Of course while he thought it was all his parents fault, Corvin himself was wild and kind of attracted trouble.  How did such a scrappy, headstrong kid rise through the ranks of dark one society? Well Corvin isn't exactly sure he took the most direct or normal way there. His strong magical talent and fighting spirit certainly helped. A guard with connections got tired of chasing his sorry ass across the marketplace and threw him into a reformation slash training program once he did snatch him. Corvin's parents saw it as a chance for him to serve the great elder death. Personally he was terrified of becoming a slave puppet for the disciples or even worse a gijinka. Being part pokemon might sound cool but he had no desire to be treated like a pet or slave and forced to do whatever he was commanded. This is where Corvin's personality was a good thing and set him apart. He was taken aside and sent to an elite elder dark one who taught him the stronger dark magic and how to corrupt and use wild pokemon. In time he was supposed to serve the disciples as a soldier but Corvin didn't have a problem with that. He still had some free will and he could have far more power this way if he were to prove himself. The first major test came in the form of turning his first pokemon. The absol was an adult already and not your average, weak, straight from the shell pokemon. It took everything Corvin had to concentrate and gain the loyalty of the Absol. Of course Raj became his most devoted and loving pokemon. They learned to fight together and their duo quickly became a trio with the addition of a violent little poochyena. Corvin was two hundred and fifty years old when he joined the disciples. His usefulness on the battlefeild had graced him with a longer life already. He praised Elder Death for sparing him as most of their people were dead around one hundred. Of course if he were special enough to live this long then he was special enough to want more power no? Corvin hungered for it and set his sights on the disciples. He had proved himself in keeping the peace and dispatching those sentenced to death. Who was a better monk than him? No one, that who. The only problem was... they hadn't asked yet. Sure it was kind a of a prestigious title and with their long lives, disciples didn't die often. Corvin got lucky when one died from illness. He was on a short list and of course he was the one chosen. The change in status certainly didn't help his ego much at all. As a celebration he lured the haunter that had been floating around his quarters into a fight and added to his small but growing pokemon collection. Over the next century or two Corvin lived in luxury and decided the fate of countless people. He also lost an eye in a fight against an elf. Actually it was a lucky shot from a Xatu but he would never admit to that. Just when things were more or less becoming mediocre, Duvainion came along. Their lord had sent a human counter part! Corvin might have been one of the disciples responsible for spoiling the young child senseless. What could he say, he felt it was his duty to do whatever the boy said and act like a guard dog to keep him safe. Corvin rather enjoyed the war and fought alongside his brethren with gusto. He wore his new scars like badges of honor. Honestly the war was over far sooner than he would've liked. Going back to the tree was kind of boring, at least he could leave and visit the towns. Fuzz... Fuzz was an accident. Corvin wondered if some of his weaker skills were getting rusty and the clumsy little murkrow came along at just the right time or wrong one depending on your point of view. The last few years were marked by training both himself and his team.  canons only Rajani "Raj" - Absol - Male - Lvl 45 Ability: Super Luck - Egg Move: Hex Lilith "Lilly" - Mightyena - Female - Lvl 44 Ability: Moxie - Egg Move: Thunder Fang Leah "Lee" - Haunter - Female - lvl 41 Ability: Levitate - Egg Move: Smog Fuzz "Fuzzy Butt" - Murkrow - Male - lvl 37 Ability: Insomnia - Egg Move: Roost Dark magic: Level 5

They say we are what we are But we don't have to be I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way I'll be the watcher of the eternal flame I'll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams touken ranbu, shokudaikiri mitsutada played by peach cst @other, @characters

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