ARK RP DDRP SERVER: VENARIUS WOLF BACKSTORY!!!

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Published on August 7, 2017 8:05:42 AM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tylLXFdUon8

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Ark: Survival Evolved (2017)

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Venarius wolf (human) thief/weaponsmith/tamer

Growing up a nameless street orphan in a dangerous city, the nameless youth learned one thing. To survive you needed creativity, allies, and respect. Giving himself the name Venarius because he thought it sounded scary and Wolf the scariest animal he knew he proceeded to try to figure out how to live up to his new name. He decided to start by hanging around smithies and blacksmiths thinking that to be strong the trick was to have the best weapons and tools at his disposal. Once he had learned how to arm himself he moved to crime as a way to make others fear his name.

He joined up with a local gang and took to robbery and thievery to survive. Learning the Rogue skills was quite satisfying to him and he soon realized he had a talent for the craft. However overconfidence as will ever be his undoing ended up doing him in. Taking a job to assassinate a local Nobel he found that allies should have been a higher priority for him...After completing his task he was soon captured and banished into the forest to die at the claws of random beasts.

With uncanny luck tho he ended up being found by a reclusive hunter who took pity on the poor city urchin and kept him alive, Even trained him in the ways of the animals and other cruel beasts. Venarius decided THESE will be his allies for the dark forests offered much better opportunities for one of his aptitudes. He separated from his hunter protector and took off into the wild waylaying travelers merchants as he went. Until one day while escaping from caravan guards he stumbled into the bright light coming from a gigantic monolith he had always avoided with fear before... waking up in a new land with none of his treasured tools targets or "allies" at hand he decided to see how correct his childhood planning had been....and if it was even the path he wanted to stick to...

Lore:


“When the world was new and our people first stood up on their feet we were gifted with knowledge. At first it was small, just a touch to the foreheads of our elders. Through that touch wonders were conveyed. These wonders helped us grow as a people and become civilizations. When our societies stagnated they lent a guiding hand. These Cultivators of beings left no marks upon our bodies but built large metal Obelisks throughout our world to remind us of their presence in the lives of our ancestors.

Time changes all beings. Our minds and bodies expanded along with our cultures. We spread across our world becoming masters of our lands. As the years and centuries passed, countless generations born and died, the actions of the Cultivators became myth. No longer were they remembered as actual beings who helped a fledgling race but ever so the Obelisks still stood, strong and as huge as ever along our horizons as their lasting remembrance.

Darkness is a frightening thing. Without light to illuminate the unknown people always feared for their lives and loved ones for the shadows hold secrets and enemies. Our homes shined brightly in the dark with fires of all sizes keeping the dark at bay. The rising of the sun signaled the beginning of the work day and it’s setting marked its end. All beings noticed when the sun’s light began to shorten,the nights growing longer and colder. The creeping Darkness began to win the war between day and night.

As the sun rose in the morning it was unable to banish the shadows from the edges of the world. Day by day, the Darkness continued to creep over the lands taking the life of anything foolish enough to stay within it’s sunless embrace. No-one knew what hid amongst the shadows, what evil came for them in the night. All of the lush life was extinguished, inch by inch, until only a cold husk of a planet was left. It moved slowly from planet to solar system to galaxy destroying all things in it’s path throughout the cosmos.

Lives beyond counting were taken by the Darkness as it spread until it’s progress was stalled by the planets touched by the Cultivators’ Obelisks. As the Darkness consumed more than half of a planet their Obelisks flared into life. Brilliant beams of red, green, blue, and yellow light stretched into the sky calling all those who witnessed. Upon arrival of the metal platform, a door of light stood with green field and blue skies clearly beckoning everything in its presence like a moth to flame. Those beings strong enough to take the first step from their dying worlds, through the door, found a new life.

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