[LE] Untraal | Reference Sheet

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= Updates =

13/01/25 - Special needs husband joins the world of living

= Basic Info =

Name: Untraal [Un-tra-aal]

Nickname/s: Not the type to be using nicknames. If someone calls him something but his name, he probably won’t realise they’re referring to him
Age: Adult

Seasons: 8 Winters/Summers

Gender: male

Pronouns: he/him
Orientation: With no proper upbringing there are some areas he never had a chance to explore, his preferences being one of them

Scent: Very distinct smell of wet fur, blood residue from the latest kill with a hint of fishy undertone.

Height: 32in / 81cm

Weight: 140lbs / 63kg

Fur: Short and withered by the frequent exposure to cold water and no self care. His coat is rough to touch and the hair strands often crumble. The area between his shoulder blades and tail have the longest, original fur layer - although for him the dense, bushy parts are more of an inconvenience.

Scars: Two sets of vertical claw scars on the both sides of his neck, that from the distance could trick a bystander into thinking he has shark-like gills anatomy. The right side has at some point been crossed over with a horizontal scar, slightly disrupting the illusion. Slightly lower there is also a rounded patch with jagged edges, right over his shoulder, a scar left by a pretty nasty bite wound.

Build: Athletic, elongated body. Not overly muscular, maintaining a perfect balance between speed, agility and strength. Note: has an additional set of dewclaws on the hind legs.

Characteristic traits:

◈ His forehead and nose bridge are basically at the same level, akin to a shape of bull-terrier’s head

◈ His eyes are similar to those of a humpback whale (reference)

Accessories: A simple fur mask to cover his eyes and pelt tail wrap. The colour of the accessories may change based on what type of fur he happens to currently possess. Switches them up from time to time due to natural wear.

Companions: -

Purchased Traits: -

Birthplace: The shore of Mirror Lake

Hometown: Untraal doesn’t take well to the crowded and busy town areas. Unless absolutely necessary he is content with setting up small simple tents along the road, preferably in the proximity of a water basin.

Guild: -

Reliability: -

Specialty: -

= Family =

--- Parents

⤷ Mother: A young female struggling to survive on her own who was faced with the hardship of an unplanned pregnancy. Her identity or fate is unknown. Even if he happened to meet her somewhere along the way he wouldn’t recognize her for he had no chance to get familiar with the voice or smell.

⤷ Father: Like most wolves is this world was most likely a common trader. His identity or fate is unknown.

--- Siblings: 

⤷ Unknown

⤷ Unknown

--- Extended Family

⤷ Unknown

--- Mate:

--- Past Partners

⤷ None

--- Offspring

⤷ None

--- Adopted Offspring

⤷ None

--- Best Friend: None

⤷ 

= Personality =

~Positive~

[Undeterred] [Honest] [Hard-working] [Humble/Generous] [Protective] [Patient]

Untraal’s positive personality takes a lot of time and trust to uncover. It is a heroic feat for him to allow himself to be dependent on others. However, once he bonds - he bonds for life, becoming fiercely protective of his companions. Besides what is necessary for his survival, he is willing to give up the rest of his possessions for them, just as he is willing to work his body to no end just to ensure all of their needs are satisfied. 

It is a level of trust that could be easily exploited and yet once he says “I trust you” he will carry that trust till the end. He is oblivious to sentences with hidden intent, taking words as they are at their most obvious meaning. It works both ways, therefore all that he speaks is always the simplest truth with no malicious effect. The art of deception is foreign to him, just as the concept of subtlety. Don’t ask for his opinion if it’s not the pure truth you’re seeking.

However Untraal’s most distinct trait would be his affiliation with work. There is nothing more fascinating to him than the process of tracking and stalking a prey finalised by adrenaline fueled chase. It is more than just a way of acquiring nourishment. It gives his life a purpose, a clear objective that allows his mind to take a short break from the strenuous task of trying to work around all the confusion coming from the outside world. He hunts for pleasure, but it’s not the pleasure from taking a life but rather following the steps of ancient and primal hunter’s dance.

~Neutral~

[Calculating] [Stubborn] [Logical] [Resourceful]

The majority of his behaviour could easily fall into the neutral category. To exist far away from everyone, in a way that would not inconvenience anybody. Like a ghost, he tries his best not to impose himself on anybody, avoiding all means of contact until necessary and in exchange he desires for others to have no expectations of him. 

However, he does excel at a trait that doesn’t require social skills - methodical and logical thinking. A leads to B. A bite to the throat is more deadly than a bite to the leg. It is the foremost quality that has made him such a skilled hunter. With no one to teach him, he spent seasons tracking down his prey and learning its habits, figuring out his own way to becoming a predator. He might not be your most skilled diplomat, but nowadays his thinking exceeds just the field of hunting. There is some sort of strategy applied to his every movement allowing him to physically push his body to its limits. In that matter he is unlikely to listen to others, often pushing his way forward and not listening to any words of wisdom. If he thinks he can do better, it will be what he does.

While he won’t make the perfect companion to amuse you on the road, when things get nasty it may be useful to have him on hand.

~Negative~

[Repressed] [Possessive] [Neurotic] [Narrow mind] [Insensitive] [Distrustful] [Asocial] [Destructive]

His muzzle has only two default facial expressions, making most of his emotions hard to read. He could be staring at his corverser with a “blank” expression, making them feel like he either doesn’t understand a word of what they’re saying or maybe he’s just not listening with his mind wandering in a totally different place. Frankly speaking, it is often the case. Throughout a life of distancing himself for any social interactions, Untraal has assembled only a very basic vocabulary and therefore does not mentally engage in a conversation until some keyword appears spiking his attention. 

Not only does he have a problem with listening, but also expressing himself. Most of the cases he will answer only when prompted and even then he resorts to using just the shortest necessary, clipped sentences. Having issues with personalisation, Untraal mostly talks about himself in 3rd person and even then he has trouble with giving names to his feelings.

For someone so narrow-minded it comes at a challenge to accept anything that’s new.

Wherever there’s something unknown, the natural reaction response is fear-fueled self defence mechanism. The majority of time the canine seems to be constantly on edge with his movements dominated by erratic twitches. His second expression is the one unconsciously built out of rage. Untraal’s trust builds up slowly, over every new event, but he won’t let himself be so easily approached by an outsider. When assessing a wolf, instead of focusing on mouth or eyes like most do, his gaze wanders all over the body looking for even the smallest gestures. Unfortunately, he is very diligent at it and will find even the ones made unintentionally, as his behaviour often tends to cause a feeling of uneasiness in those around him.

His first choice response, unless backed into a corner, will rather be flight than fight. However, once an actual conflict breaks out, Untraal is a force that cannot be tamed. The language of violence is the one he has been learning and experiencing throughout his whole life. Nothing speaks to him louder than the pain of the wounds or a buzz of blood victoriously flowing in his veins. 

= History=

CW: Abandonment, mentions of death

Let’s be honest, the beginning of his life was pretty extreme, even for someone living out in the wastes. However, more than anything it’s a miracle of luck. For it should have ended right there, on the day one and yet he prevailed right until now.

His mother was young and inexperienced. Struggling to acquire food just for herself, let alone to carry for a pup. The effort of carrying a pregnancy exhausted her, so when it finally ended she was just grateful to relieve herself of the burden. The female gave birth in the shallow waters of a lake, the feeling of the element engulfing him being his first experience of the outside world. She dragged him out on the shore and then, leaving him just where he lied, she continued on her way.

And yet there, in the middle of nowhere he was found. A creature of the waters has found him and allowed to nurse on her, most likely mistaking him for a pup of its own. They never communicated, not with words only striving to satisfy their primal urges. When the milk dried out, he had to find other ways to sate his hunger. He watched the creature acquire food and tried to replicate its movements. He fought the other pups for his share. It would be seasons until he learned of the true names for those activities: hunt and challenge.

Untraal quickly grew into his independence. As soon as his skills became reliable he departed on his way. Only then he had a chance to meet some of his kind. For a long time he was assumed to be both deaf and mute as he never had a chance to learn the language of wolves. However over time with careful and diligent observation he started associating the sound of certain words with events. First of all, there were coins, which to traders seemed to be an item of great importance. You could not eat them, however once you’ve assembled a certain amount of them you could swap them for some interesting goods. Getting to know the numbers was certainly helpful. The traders liked to cheat, the youngling noticed as he watched the wolves exchange the same type of items for different amounts of metal disks based on a type of a client. 

He acquired his name somewhere around this time. The inhabitants of Hidden Valley have often accused him of “trailing” as he had the manner of following a random passer-by on the street out of pure curiosity. To reject those accusations the pup often shouted “Un-trailing” which to him was a shortened, clipped version of “I wasn’t following you”. Somewhere along the way “untrailing” transformed into “Untraal” and it has been like this ever since. He may not be self conscious, but it’s something he identifies with, interpreting the sound of “his name” as a cue that someone wants his attention. 

For the most time his life happened to be quite repeatable. He wandered out into the wastes to hunt until he could carry no more and then he returned back to the town to trade furs, horns, bones and other animal resources for the goods he himself could not acquire. He never stayed longer than absolutely necessary, never visited an inn unless a client demanded it and certainly avoided any means of interaction with commonfolk. Even in a post apocalyptic world most have their desires. To start a family, to become rich, to found a famous guild. Yet to him there is no feeling more complex than to live in the present. The only future he can fathom is the moment of catching a prey he’s currently tracking. It may take minutes, hours or days, yet besides that there’s no bigger goal that he’s living for.

It’s a difficult job to relentlessly traverse the Wastes and fight against its creatures. It can only be done undeterred by someone who does not fear death. Some are just brave, some plain stupid and others aided by faith. Yet the best way is to have no expectations of the future. Only then can you peacefully part from this world with no sorrow.

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--- Character Trivia

◈ Covers his eyes with the mask only in a close proximity of a fire and most of the time just wears it hanging around his neck

Design + Character Art

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Written character sheet by Unkn0wn5ender