Gaian Name; Wolfe Nailo
Character Name: Wolfe Alexander Nailo
Age: Appears to be in his later twenties, but his eyes and words show much more.
Gender: Male.
Race: Vampire, first generation.
Picture: Wolfe Alexander Nailo.
Guild: Mage Guardians.
Guild Position: Mage Captal.
Weapons of Choice: Sword of Gorynell Desse/ Rapier.
Specialty: Guardian Magick, knows all spells and variations of them.
Bio: Wolfe existed long before the Armageddon of Earth, which left many people to die, and many more to carve out a living amid the lands destroyed by nuclear and magickal devastation. For nearly four-thousand years now he has known the leader of the Assassin's guild and once hunted alongside him in the days of the first broken kingdom.
His past is shrouded in the secrets and formalities of his kind, as well as his own designs for his future. He came to gain the Captal's bequest in it's fullest form from the last Captal, Cailet Rille weeks before the Armageddon through means of her blood.
Now many years later, having come out of the long periods of hibernation after the Armageddon he's cut his hair to a much shorted length and taken up the mantle of Mage Captal to restore peace to the hatred ravaged magi of the world. Though it seems even through the ages the last enemy of the Guardians still exist, the Lords of Malleris.
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Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with the golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Enwrought with the golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.