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Description
Valemon has died of old age, and though he has passed; his legend lives on! In fact I might even do a story on his life (like a short story or book) before he ended up in DotW.
Can't draw shark bites... Woe is me... v_v He is in, YES!!!!

╠═══╡ Information ╞═══╣

Alias: King Valemon
Real Name: Arth Ri ( Bear Lord )
Nicknames: King of the North
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Age: Aged Adult ( 24 years )
Breed: Polar Bear
Scent: Valemon smells highly of salt, the scent of the salty sea water stained into his skin from his past endeavors and homeland.
Voice: Draco from Dragonheart (Sean Connery) youtu.be/i8YqR6T4ZyY

╠═══╡ Appearance ╞═══╣

Eyes: A dark, almost chocolate brown color, settles in Valemon’s eyes.
Pelt: As Valemon had aged, his pelt went from a snow white color to a tan-yellow color. His foreleg hairs have also maxed out in length, though they provide him warmth, protection; and a regal look to his large and dominate form.
Scars: Valemon has very few scars on his body, seeing as his fur is so thick it is almost impossible to even get close to penetrating his skin- and if one did succeed to getting through his fur, they'd have to have the strength to bite, cut, or tear through his thick blubber like black skin! The only scars visible on Valemon are the ones on his face, from a battle in his past against the lord of the south- and then the one on his side; from a very close encounter with a tiger shark.
Build: Valemon is a large and well built for a polar bear; he has a slender body with long neck and skull. He has very stocky legs, and small ears and tail. However, his feet are very large to distribute load when walking on snow or thin ice, and to help when swimming. The pads on his paws help him keep traction on ice. (Paws measure to about twelve inches across.) Valemon’s claws are short and stocky but help him grip heavy prey and ice. Overall though, Valemon is a true specimen; a true King of the north.
Height: From shoulder to pad, Valemon stands at almost five and a half feet tall; when on his hind legs he is around nine to ten feet tall (same as length).
Length: Valemon is around nine to ten feet in length.
Weight: Valemon is not your ordinary boar (male polar bear); he is one of the large ones, and weighs in around 1,327 pounds.

╠═══╡ Current Status ╞═══╣

Location: To the North of Kausen, and the West of Havir.
Homeland: Amudi, arctic lands to the north of Havir- across the sea.
Territory: The North
Rank: King
Family: None

╠═══╡ Personality ╞═══╣
Spiritual | King | Harsh | Loyal | Unwavering | Intelligent | Forgiving

Spiritual: Valemon was raised on spiritual beliefs. Up north, you have nothing but spirits- his mother taught him that. The Northern Lights being one that shadowed the land all the time- a goddess named Aurora would bring the lights as a sign that dawn was coming! There are many tales, myths, spirits, gods and goddess that Valemon knows of- which is why many creatures seek out his wisdom. It is believed that he has a direct connect to the gods; and he helps guide all those he can. Beware, though- Valemon has a keen sense, and will know whether you are a holy soul, or a tainted soul; and he will lead you down the wrong path if you are tainted- but, if you are a lost soul, you’ve found the right soul to help you find your path.
( For more information on Valemon’s Spiritual connections- please stay tuned for a link that will be posted “here” and at the bottom of this application under “Other” thanks! )

King: Born as a young lord, much like his brother- Valemon knows nothing other than leadership- and holds the title “King” with honor. He holds all the traits a king might have: Honesty, Compassion, Lawmaker, Knowledgeable, Effective Communicator, Wisdom, and Powerful.
    Honesty: Valemon is an honest bear, though at times he might stretch the truth or lie to someone- he knows that the gods are always looking down upon him and he is usually truthful in his words, even if they are not pleasing to hear by others.
    Compassion: Love, friendship- caring for others, Valemon has always put others before himself, at times, it has hurt him and gotten him into trouble, but in the end it always seems worth it in his eyes. He always cares about other’s safety before his own and accepts friendship from others; hoping they know that they’ve made a friend for life. As for love, Valemon has only known the love for the gods, his family, and those he watches over- never having a lust like love in his life, and since he hasn’t seen another polar bear in these parts, he doesn’t believe he will either.
    Lawmaker: Forcing rules upon these lands is necessary, and though most don’t know that they are in play- they are! Valemon has his “spies” everywhere, ravens, snowy owls, and even a few unique enforcers like cougars, wolves, and foxes that keep an eye on other animal activities. Usually he lets them go unpunished, letting nature take it’s course, but when the gods speak with him, he acts out upon it, and intervenes if necessary.
    Knowledgeable: What kind of King would Valemon be if he didn’t know more than the one who was seeking his guidance? Valemon knows much about these lands and other lands- he speaks often with some of the worlds most common creature, that moves around more than any other creature in these lands; seagulls and geese. They come to him and speak with him and tell him many tales and stories- there are even times when Valemon seeks them out; over the years though, Valemon has learned much and has before a very knowledgeable and informed bear.
    Effective Communicator: In order to lead effectively and to be able to communicate with all walks of life, Valemon has educated himself to before one with words. He has learned how to smooth talk someone, what some call having a “Silver-Tongue”. He is also very good at getting a point across to others, but have he is most known for is preaching the word of the gods.
    Wisdom: All those that worship the gods must have wisdom, a King without it is not a true king or follower of the gods! For Valemon know’s to not only respect, love, and follow the gods- but to also fear them! Without fear, you are blind, and with fear, you become wise and full of wisdom.
    Powerful: A king must be strong, as well as powerful- in order to not just keep his title but to protect his people and the ones he loves from threats and dangers of the unknown. Valemon knows this, and he most certainly takes the cake with it being as strong and large as he is; many have come to fear him because of this, but many also seek out his protection.

Harsh: Valemon knows that even though he strives for the world to be at peace- that nature and the gods don’t see balance in that. So when time comes heed or call for it, Valemon can be harsh, and one of the harshest! Usually though, his demeanor is kind and in the right place. (See “Compassion” under “King” above.)

Loyal: Valemon strives for loyalty, perhaps that was because that was all he and his brother knew growing up together. Either way, Valemon, if befriended- is one of the most loyal of all souls out there that you could have as a friend, and would come to your aid when in need. If someone has betrayed Valemon, his loyalty to you falters some, but Valemon has always been the kind of before that allows second chances- but you only get one second chance.

Unwavering: Valemon has an unwavering spirit- and body! Always having been connected with the gods and raised to follow and believe in their ways has built his soul to be strong. As for his body, being a bear has its perks; but being a polar bear is always better. Valemon has thick and dense fur, and under that a layer of blubber that seems almost impenetrable (This is one of the reason why Polar Bears aren’t hunted by creatures other than Oras.) This makes Valemon an unwavering opponent for any how dares to challenge him.

Intelligent: (...Being lazy, see “Knowledgeable” above, under “King” Lol. )

Forgiving: Valemon believes in forgiveness- but he will only give you a second chance, and only once! He believes that everyone, whether creature, spirit, soul, and god alike, makes mistakes and deserves to be forgiven. So he gives all those who do wrong by him a second chance, and if they do wrong again- he still forgives them; but he never forgets.

╠═══╡ History ╞═══╣

Pre-Group History:

There once was a land known as Amudi- arctic terrain that seemed to have no end in site. It birthed mountains that climbed from the center of these lands and watched over all. Here- the king of Amudi known as Gwyn Frenin, ruled and Amudi lived in peaceful times. Chrisialau had captured the heart of the king and soon she gave birth to two young Boars- Odi Riau and Arth Ri; the future lords of the land.

The young lords were raised to be kings- each thought traits that Gwyn Frenin saw fit, and each still loved deeply by their mother. The brothers got along with one another tremendously, and seemed almost inseparable, and as the years passed, so did the life of the King. Gwyn Frenin had one request before his death, which he spoke to Chrisialau, who was currently carrying him another heir. The King asked her to make sure that the bloodline stayed pure, and that only his kin were allowed upon the throne. Chrisialue agreed, and told each of the young lords about the Kings words. Now to Odi Riau and Arth Ri, they didn’t see Gwyn Frenin as their father, but as the King and they each respected his wishes. Then came the passing of the King, and all of Amudi mornd; even the Northern Lights seemed sad at his passing.

A new era came though, as the young lords stepped up to the plate and began to rule Amudi together, each of them taking a part of the land to watch over; Odi Riau kept watch over the southern lands, and Arth Ri the northern lands. All seemed well until Chrisialau had Gwyn Frenin’s final cub- a sow named Merch Aeafu; her life was short lived though. Chrisialau began jealous at how much attention the daughter of Gwyn Frenin was receiving over his mate! She took Merch Aeafu to the ocean water to teach her how to swim, but instead Chrisialau shoved her in and left her to die as the Orca whale came in. Arth Ri had followed his mother and sister out to the ocean’s waters without Chrisialau’s knowing, and saw what had happened. He raced to his sisters aid, leaping into the freezing cold waters to try and save her from the Orca’s grasp. Arth Ri landed blow after blow on the Orca’s face, slashing and gashing, to make the large killer whale release his sister. Arth Ri could hear his mother’s roars of disapproval, but he didn’t care- all he was worried about was the young sow that was now floating up to the surface of the water while the Orca retreated with a bloody snout. Arth Ri swam to the surface and grabbed Merch Aeafu’s small form and pulled her back to the icy terrain, but it was too late- she was already gone.

Ferious with his mother’s actions, Arth Ri banished Chrisialau from the north, forcing her to live in the south under Odi Riau’s rule. Odi Riau didn’t want to believe his brother’s story of how their mother killed their sister, at the same time though, he didn’t not want to believe him. Torn between his mother and his brother, Odi Riau just kept to himself, having other’s complete his duties for him, but still under his command. It was then, that Odi Riau and Arth Ri never spoke again; at least not face to face.

Years passed, and Amudi seemed torn between two different worlds; the north, and then the south. Many heard of the terrible act Chrisialau committed and the pledged their allegiance to Arth Ri. Other’s heard of it and didn’t believe it, laying rumors and accusations that Arth Ri had lied and was not fit to be king of Amudi and pledged allegiance to Odi Riau. The two lords were torn, there was only one option left to bring peace to the land, and that was war. Each lord had just turned ten, when their armies had formed; creatures of all different shapes and sizes from around Amudi came to fight on their pledged sides. There were Snowy Owls, Arctic Foxes, Wolves, Wolverines, Ermines, some Muskox and Caribou too- and of course; other Polar Bears. Much blood was shed, and very few made it out alive, the ice and snow was stained red for years to come; and the northern lights refused to shine on these troubling times. There was a victor though, as Arth Ri and Odi Riau came face to face in battle.

Arth Ri did not want to fight his brother, he loved just as much as he did when they were young boars, but Odi Riau had been blinded by all the hate Chrisialau had passed on to him before she died of old age. She told her son of all the bad things and lies Arth Ri had done and said; and Odi Riau had allowed himself to believe her words and was no longer the brother Arth Ri remember. Odi Riau was the one who attacked first. It was a gruesome battle, and all other fighting seemed to stop when the two lords clashed in battle as the eyes of the other creatures watched in awe- and fear. Odi Riau had landed a few blows to Arth Ri’s face, but that was it as Arth Ri began to attack back. Roars from each of the bears echoed across the land- all else was silent, as no one else dared to breathe- and then, just as suddenly as it started; it ended. Arth Ri stood on his hind legs, letting out a victory roar as he stood over his brothers motionless body- though the lord of the north was now named King of Amudi, tears rolled down his face, as he was now alone in this world; the last of his blood dead, by his own claws.

Amudi was once again at peace; Arth Ri was King and all accepted him though may still talked behind his back. Arth Ri did not care, he was no longer happy- he was sad and upset, he wanted to rule these lands with his brother; and now he was alone. All was not well in the lands though, as a few years passed, something began to change; the ice began to melt. Panic began to spread as many had never seen such a thing, much of the snow had already melted away and now the ice was starting to melt away and cracking from the main island. Arth Ri did not know what to do- he had no clue as to what was going on either, and even his consultants had no idea as to this strange phenomenon. One night though, all was made clear, as the earth began to shake and the mountain exploded; the mountain that all thought to be safe was really a volcanic nightmare that had finally awakened. Everyone fled to the oceans! Many birds had already flown away and all land animals took to whatever ice remained as the oceans current began to carry them out to sea. Arth Ri made sure many of the animals were off the Amudi before he even thought of his own safety as the red hot mass began to consume the whole island; lava are all the ice, snow, and land- Amudi was no more.

Arth Ri and many of the other creatures watched in horror as their home was consumed; but they were still not safe, even though they had escaped the lava. As if they had known of this disaster that had befallen Amudi- Orcas and Sharks circle the ice slabs that the animals were hiding upon, and with no where else to go, many scream for help. It didn’t take long for the sharks and whales to realize that if they just pushed and bumped the ice enough that their dinner would fall into the water with no escape- and just like that, Amudi’s last survivors began to fall into the icy cold water, only to die at the teeth of the oceanic predators. Arth Ri watch in horror, gripping on to his slab of ice with his claws to keep from being pushed into the water, and into death. Soon though, all the sharks disappeared, having had their fill and only one orca remained, pushing Arth Ri’s slab of ice further and further away from his homeland, in hopes of feasting on polar bear.

Arth Ri ended up drifting into slumber; his claws frozen to the ice slab, and soon the orca whale gave up and swam back from which it came. Arth Ri woke when he felt warmth on one of his legs. Opening his eyes, he saw the ice slab he was on was beginning to melt. Pulling his claws free, Arth Ri looked around; there was only one land mass in sight; and he had no other choice but to swim. Leaping into the water, Arth Ri began his journey, it was a few miles to the shore, but he was confident that he would make, even though he was exhausted, hungry, and beaten down; something kept pushing him onward. As he swam, Arth Ri felt as though something was wrong, someone- something was watching him, following him. He looked around, his head bobbing up and down with the ocean’s calm waves as he dog paddled toward the land mass. Then, as if a large slab of ice had just hit him; Arth Ri was pulled underwater, blood stained the water as pain seared through his side. His eyes widened when he saw a shark; a tiger shark as it had it’s large jaw clamped onto Arth Ri’s side and it twisted itself back and forth, trying to tear into the polar bear more and more. Arth Ri threw his paw out and slapped the shark across the face, his black claws tearing into it’s flesh and it released the polar bear and swam away in fear of it’s life. The King of Amudi floated under water, blood spewing from his side as he looked up at the water’s surface, it was shimmering, from the suns undying light. Gathering his bearings; Arth Ri used the rest of his strength to swim to the surface of the water, and then he just slowly moved with the current toward to land mass he had seen previously.

Once washed up on the shore, Arth Ri looked around. The sealions barked at him, and even though he was hungry, Arth Ri ignored them and began to make his way toward the snowy mountains, and up to the top of them. He left a small blood trail, but he knew that the shark hadn’t done any permanent damage, sohe didn’t stop to rest. Once Arth Ri reached the top of the mountains, he looked around, this would be his new home- his new kingdom. Arth Ri began to age, many animals accepted him, and called him king of the north; seeking him for spiritual guidance and wisdom. Some even came to challenge his strength- after all, many creatures of this land had never seen a bear so large in their lives! Some creatures came to aid and work for Arth Ri; who chose a new name to be called in this new land- King Valemon. Everything seemed to be going back to the way they were when he ruled Amudi; everything except for the young gold cub who followed him home one day.

Valemon had gone swimming in the ocean waters in search for a taste sealion for lunch. He was successful in his hunt and returned to shore to eat. Little did he know, was that he was being watched from a rock formation that seemed to hover over the water and shore. Shaking his pelt dry after finishing his meal, Valemon began his walk home. Everything seemed normal; until he heard a sniffle. Turning his head, he looked around, and saw nothing except a small golden tail that quickly disappeared behind a tree. Rolling his eyes and chuckling softly, Valemon ignored the pup and continued onward, thinking the young pup would just go home- oh but was he wrong, the young golden pup followed Valemon to his home. Valemon asked the golden wolf pup what he wanted, and the pup confined in the large bear, speaking about everything of his life- and Valemon listened with open ears. He gave the pup advice and let him know that the gods and looking out for him before sending the young wolf on his way.

That was not the last time Valemon saw the young pup, known as Saurugol. No, the golden wolf came back time after time again, and Valemon accepted him, and enjoyed his presence, considering him a close friend- and more like a younger brother. Saurugol seeked guidance and companionship from Valemon, and even though the golden wolf was soon to become Alpha of the wolf pack at the bottom of the mountains, known as Havir; he still made time to come and visit Valemon. As an aged bear, Valemon respects Saurugol, and enjoys his company; and if need ever came to it, Valemon would help Saurugol, whenever, or what ever the golden wolf came to call upon the white bear.

Now, King Valemon keeps an eye on all the wolf packs and creatures of these lands, his spies everywhere, different creatures of different shapes and sizes working for the King of the North to ensure equality, to ensure safety and the ways of the gods. Though Valemon has eyes on all the creatures, he usually never interferes, letting nature take it’s course- unless the gods say otherwise. No, Valemon just listens, and waits- as he is King of the North.

--:::::-- Annnd - Scene! --:::::--

╠═══╡ Bones / Group History ╞═══╣

Group History:
    September: 4 Bones Gained -- 0 Bones Spent
8th - Application Accepted: Recognized King of the North ( +2 bones )
8th - Completed MSE: fav.me/d7y48o0 ( + 2 bones )

Total Bones: 4

╠═══╡ Art / Important Notes ╞═══╣
Art:
Age Meme: fav.me/d7y48o0

Other:

    - Here is a link that will give you some neat and awesome information on Polar Bears!
         ( seaworld.org/en/animal-info/an… )
    - Brother’s name was “Odi Riau” meaning “Snow Lord” as their mother named them both lords.
    - Arth Ri and his whole concept came to me in a dream- no joke; I got to live his story in my dream before I even wrote it up! It, was awesome!
    - Average Joe/Jane Wolf -vs- King Valemon Height Chart! ( sta.sh/029uglgznnx9 )
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Description
Valemon has died of old age, and though he has passed; his legend lives on! In fact I might even do a story on his life (like a short story or book) before he ended up in DotW.
Can't draw shark bites... Woe is me... v_v He is in, YES!!!!

╠═══╡ Information ╞═══╣

Alias: King Valemon
Real Name: Arth Ri ( Bear Lord )
Nicknames: King of the North
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Age: Aged Adult ( 24 years )
Breed: Polar Bear
Scent: Valemon smells highly of salt, the scent of the salty sea water stained into his skin from his past endeavors and homeland.
Voice: Draco from Dragonheart (Sean Connery) youtu.be/i8YqR6T4ZyY

╠═══╡ Appearance ╞═══╣

Eyes: A dark, almost chocolate brown color, settles in Valemon’s eyes.
Pelt: As Valemon had aged, his pelt went from a snow white color to a tan-yellow color. His foreleg hairs have also maxed out in length, though they provide him warmth, protection; and a regal look to his large and dominate form.
Scars: Valemon has very few scars on his body, seeing as his fur is so thick it is almost impossible to even get close to penetrating his skin- and if one did succeed to getting through his fur, they'd have to have the strength to bite, cut, or tear through his thick blubber like black skin! The only scars visible on Valemon are the ones on his face, from a battle in his past against the lord of the south- and then the one on his side; from a very close encounter with a tiger shark.
Build: Valemon is a large and well built for a polar bear; he has a slender body with long neck and skull. He has very stocky legs, and small ears and tail. However, his feet are very large to distribute load when walking on snow or thin ice, and to help when swimming. The pads on his paws help him keep traction on ice. (Paws measure to about twelve inches across.) Valemon’s claws are short and stocky but help him grip heavy prey and ice. Overall though, Valemon is a true specimen; a true King of the north.
Height: From shoulder to pad, Valemon stands at almost five and a half feet tall; when on his hind legs he is around nine to ten feet tall (same as length).
Length: Valemon is around nine to ten feet in length.
Weight: Valemon is not your ordinary boar (male polar bear); he is one of the large ones, and weighs in around 1,327 pounds.

╠═══╡ Current Status ╞═══╣

Location: To the North of Kausen, and the West of Havir.
Homeland: Amudi, arctic lands to the north of Havir- across the sea.
Territory: The North
Rank: King
Family: None

╠═══╡ Personality ╞═══╣
Spiritual | King | Harsh | Loyal | Unwavering | Intelligent | Forgiving

Spiritual: Valemon was raised on spiritual beliefs. Up north, you have nothing but spirits- his mother taught him that. The Northern Lights being one that shadowed the land all the time- a goddess named Aurora would bring the lights as a sign that dawn was coming! There are many tales, myths, spirits, gods and goddess that Valemon knows of- which is why many creatures seek out his wisdom. It is believed that he has a direct connect to the gods; and he helps guide all those he can. Beware, though- Valemon has a keen sense, and will know whether you are a holy soul, or a tainted soul; and he will lead you down the wrong path if you are tainted- but, if you are a lost soul, you’ve found the right soul to help you find your path.
( For more information on Valemon’s Spiritual connections- please stay tuned for a link that will be posted “here” and at the bottom of this application under “Other” thanks! )

King: Born as a young lord, much like his brother- Valemon knows nothing other than leadership- and holds the title “King” with honor. He holds all the traits a king might have: Honesty, Compassion, Lawmaker, Knowledgeable, Effective Communicator, Wisdom, and Powerful.
    Honesty: Valemon is an honest bear, though at times he might stretch the truth or lie to someone- he knows that the gods are always looking down upon him and he is usually truthful in his words, even if they are not pleasing to hear by others.
    Compassion: Love, friendship- caring for others, Valemon has always put others before himself, at times, it has hurt him and gotten him into trouble, but in the end it always seems worth it in his eyes. He always cares about other’s safety before his own and accepts friendship from others; hoping they know that they’ve made a friend for life. As for love, Valemon has only known the love for the gods, his family, and those he watches over- never having a lust like love in his life, and since he hasn’t seen another polar bear in these parts, he doesn’t believe he will either.
    Lawmaker: Forcing rules upon these lands is necessary, and though most don’t know that they are in play- they are! Valemon has his “spies” everywhere, ravens, snowy owls, and even a few unique enforcers like cougars, wolves, and foxes that keep an eye on other animal activities. Usually he lets them go unpunished, letting nature take it’s course, but when the gods speak with him, he acts out upon it, and intervenes if necessary.
    Knowledgeable: What kind of King would Valemon be if he didn’t know more than the one who was seeking his guidance? Valemon knows much about these lands and other lands- he speaks often with some of the worlds most common creature, that moves around more than any other creature in these lands; seagulls and geese. They come to him and speak with him and tell him many tales and stories- there are even times when Valemon seeks them out; over the years though, Valemon has learned much and has before a very knowledgeable and informed bear.
    Effective Communicator: In order to lead effectively and to be able to communicate with all walks of life, Valemon has educated himself to before one with words. He has learned how to smooth talk someone, what some call having a “Silver-Tongue”. He is also very good at getting a point across to others, but have he is most known for is preaching the word of the gods.
    Wisdom: All those that worship the gods must have wisdom, a King without it is not a true king or follower of the gods! For Valemon know’s to not only respect, love, and follow the gods- but to also fear them! Without fear, you are blind, and with fear, you become wise and full of wisdom.
    Powerful: A king must be strong, as well as powerful- in order to not just keep his title but to protect his people and the ones he loves from threats and dangers of the unknown. Valemon knows this, and he most certainly takes the cake with it being as strong and large as he is; many have come to fear him because of this, but many also seek out his protection.

Harsh: Valemon knows that even though he strives for the world to be at peace- that nature and the gods don’t see balance in that. So when time comes heed or call for it, Valemon can be harsh, and one of the harshest! Usually though, his demeanor is kind and in the right place. (See “Compassion” under “King” above.)

Loyal: Valemon strives for loyalty, perhaps that was because that was all he and his brother knew growing up together. Either way, Valemon, if befriended- is one of the most loyal of all souls out there that you could have as a friend, and would come to your aid when in need. If someone has betrayed Valemon, his loyalty to you falters some, but Valemon has always been the kind of before that allows second chances- but you only get one second chance.

Unwavering: Valemon has an unwavering spirit- and body! Always having been connected with the gods and raised to follow and believe in their ways has built his soul to be strong. As for his body, being a bear has its perks; but being a polar bear is always better. Valemon has thick and dense fur, and under that a layer of blubber that seems almost impenetrable (This is one of the reason why Polar Bears aren’t hunted by creatures other than Oras.) This makes Valemon an unwavering opponent for any how dares to challenge him.

Intelligent: (...Being lazy, see “Knowledgeable” above, under “King” Lol. )

Forgiving: Valemon believes in forgiveness- but he will only give you a second chance, and only once! He believes that everyone, whether creature, spirit, soul, and god alike, makes mistakes and deserves to be forgiven. So he gives all those who do wrong by him a second chance, and if they do wrong again- he still forgives them; but he never forgets.

╠═══╡ History ╞═══╣

Pre-Group History:

There once was a land known as Amudi- arctic terrain that seemed to have no end in site. It birthed mountains that climbed from the center of these lands and watched over all. Here- the king of Amudi known as Gwyn Frenin, ruled and Amudi lived in peaceful times. Chrisialau had captured the heart of the king and soon she gave birth to two young Boars- Odi Riau and Arth Ri; the future lords of the land.

The young lords were raised to be kings- each thought traits that Gwyn Frenin saw fit, and each still loved deeply by their mother. The brothers got along with one another tremendously, and seemed almost inseparable, and as the years passed, so did the life of the King. Gwyn Frenin had one request before his death, which he spoke to Chrisialau, who was currently carrying him another heir. The King asked her to make sure that the bloodline stayed pure, and that only his kin were allowed upon the throne. Chrisialue agreed, and told each of the young lords about the Kings words. Now to Odi Riau and Arth Ri, they didn’t see Gwyn Frenin as their father, but as the King and they each respected his wishes. Then came the passing of the King, and all of Amudi mornd; even the Northern Lights seemed sad at his passing.

A new era came though, as the young lords stepped up to the plate and began to rule Amudi together, each of them taking a part of the land to watch over; Odi Riau kept watch over the southern lands, and Arth Ri the northern lands. All seemed well until Chrisialau had Gwyn Frenin’s final cub- a sow named Merch Aeafu; her life was short lived though. Chrisialau began jealous at how much attention the daughter of Gwyn Frenin was receiving over his mate! She took Merch Aeafu to the ocean water to teach her how to swim, but instead Chrisialau shoved her in and left her to die as the Orca whale came in. Arth Ri had followed his mother and sister out to the ocean’s waters without Chrisialau’s knowing, and saw what had happened. He raced to his sisters aid, leaping into the freezing cold waters to try and save her from the Orca’s grasp. Arth Ri landed blow after blow on the Orca’s face, slashing and gashing, to make the large killer whale release his sister. Arth Ri could hear his mother’s roars of disapproval, but he didn’t care- all he was worried about was the young sow that was now floating up to the surface of the water while the Orca retreated with a bloody snout. Arth Ri swam to the surface and grabbed Merch Aeafu’s small form and pulled her back to the icy terrain, but it was too late- she was already gone.

Ferious with his mother’s actions, Arth Ri banished Chrisialau from the north, forcing her to live in the south under Odi Riau’s rule. Odi Riau didn’t want to believe his brother’s story of how their mother killed their sister, at the same time though, he didn’t not want to believe him. Torn between his mother and his brother, Odi Riau just kept to himself, having other’s complete his duties for him, but still under his command. It was then, that Odi Riau and Arth Ri never spoke again; at least not face to face.

Years passed, and Amudi seemed torn between two different worlds; the north, and then the south. Many heard of the terrible act Chrisialau committed and the pledged their allegiance to Arth Ri. Other’s heard of it and didn’t believe it, laying rumors and accusations that Arth Ri had lied and was not fit to be king of Amudi and pledged allegiance to Odi Riau. The two lords were torn, there was only one option left to bring peace to the land, and that was war. Each lord had just turned ten, when their armies had formed; creatures of all different shapes and sizes from around Amudi came to fight on their pledged sides. There were Snowy Owls, Arctic Foxes, Wolves, Wolverines, Ermines, some Muskox and Caribou too- and of course; other Polar Bears. Much blood was shed, and very few made it out alive, the ice and snow was stained red for years to come; and the northern lights refused to shine on these troubling times. There was a victor though, as Arth Ri and Odi Riau came face to face in battle.

Arth Ri did not want to fight his brother, he loved just as much as he did when they were young boars, but Odi Riau had been blinded by all the hate Chrisialau had passed on to him before she died of old age. She told her son of all the bad things and lies Arth Ri had done and said; and Odi Riau had allowed himself to believe her words and was no longer the brother Arth Ri remember. Odi Riau was the one who attacked first. It was a gruesome battle, and all other fighting seemed to stop when the two lords clashed in battle as the eyes of the other creatures watched in awe- and fear. Odi Riau had landed a few blows to Arth Ri’s face, but that was it as Arth Ri began to attack back. Roars from each of the bears echoed across the land- all else was silent, as no one else dared to breathe- and then, just as suddenly as it started; it ended. Arth Ri stood on his hind legs, letting out a victory roar as he stood over his brothers motionless body- though the lord of the north was now named King of Amudi, tears rolled down his face, as he was now alone in this world; the last of his blood dead, by his own claws.

Amudi was once again at peace; Arth Ri was King and all accepted him though may still talked behind his back. Arth Ri did not care, he was no longer happy- he was sad and upset, he wanted to rule these lands with his brother; and now he was alone. All was not well in the lands though, as a few years passed, something began to change; the ice began to melt. Panic began to spread as many had never seen such a thing, much of the snow had already melted away and now the ice was starting to melt away and cracking from the main island. Arth Ri did not know what to do- he had no clue as to what was going on either, and even his consultants had no idea as to this strange phenomenon. One night though, all was made clear, as the earth began to shake and the mountain exploded; the mountain that all thought to be safe was really a volcanic nightmare that had finally awakened. Everyone fled to the oceans! Many birds had already flown away and all land animals took to whatever ice remained as the oceans current began to carry them out to sea. Arth Ri made sure many of the animals were off the Amudi before he even thought of his own safety as the red hot mass began to consume the whole island; lava are all the ice, snow, and land- Amudi was no more.

Arth Ri and many of the other creatures watched in horror as their home was consumed; but they were still not safe, even though they had escaped the lava. As if they had known of this disaster that had befallen Amudi- Orcas and Sharks circle the ice slabs that the animals were hiding upon, and with no where else to go, many scream for help. It didn’t take long for the sharks and whales to realize that if they just pushed and bumped the ice enough that their dinner would fall into the water with no escape- and just like that, Amudi’s last survivors began to fall into the icy cold water, only to die at the teeth of the oceanic predators. Arth Ri watch in horror, gripping on to his slab of ice with his claws to keep from being pushed into the water, and into death. Soon though, all the sharks disappeared, having had their fill and only one orca remained, pushing Arth Ri’s slab of ice further and further away from his homeland, in hopes of feasting on polar bear.

Arth Ri ended up drifting into slumber; his claws frozen to the ice slab, and soon the orca whale gave up and swam back from which it came. Arth Ri woke when he felt warmth on one of his legs. Opening his eyes, he saw the ice slab he was on was beginning to melt. Pulling his claws free, Arth Ri looked around; there was only one land mass in sight; and he had no other choice but to swim. Leaping into the water, Arth Ri began his journey, it was a few miles to the shore, but he was confident that he would make, even though he was exhausted, hungry, and beaten down; something kept pushing him onward. As he swam, Arth Ri felt as though something was wrong, someone- something was watching him, following him. He looked around, his head bobbing up and down with the ocean’s calm waves as he dog paddled toward the land mass. Then, as if a large slab of ice had just hit him; Arth Ri was pulled underwater, blood stained the water as pain seared through his side. His eyes widened when he saw a shark; a tiger shark as it had it’s large jaw clamped onto Arth Ri’s side and it twisted itself back and forth, trying to tear into the polar bear more and more. Arth Ri threw his paw out and slapped the shark across the face, his black claws tearing into it’s flesh and it released the polar bear and swam away in fear of it’s life. The King of Amudi floated under water, blood spewing from his side as he looked up at the water’s surface, it was shimmering, from the suns undying light. Gathering his bearings; Arth Ri used the rest of his strength to swim to the surface of the water, and then he just slowly moved with the current toward to land mass he had seen previously.

Once washed up on the shore, Arth Ri looked around. The sealions barked at him, and even though he was hungry, Arth Ri ignored them and began to make his way toward the snowy mountains, and up to the top of them. He left a small blood trail, but he knew that the shark hadn’t done any permanent damage, sohe didn’t stop to rest. Once Arth Ri reached the top of the mountains, he looked around, this would be his new home- his new kingdom. Arth Ri began to age, many animals accepted him, and called him king of the north; seeking him for spiritual guidance and wisdom. Some even came to challenge his strength- after all, many creatures of this land had never seen a bear so large in their lives! Some creatures came to aid and work for Arth Ri; who chose a new name to be called in this new land- King Valemon. Everything seemed to be going back to the way they were when he ruled Amudi; everything except for the young gold cub who followed him home one day.

Valemon had gone swimming in the ocean waters in search for a taste sealion for lunch. He was successful in his hunt and returned to shore to eat. Little did he know, was that he was being watched from a rock formation that seemed to hover over the water and shore. Shaking his pelt dry after finishing his meal, Valemon began his walk home. Everything seemed normal; until he heard a sniffle. Turning his head, he looked around, and saw nothing except a small golden tail that quickly disappeared behind a tree. Rolling his eyes and chuckling softly, Valemon ignored the pup and continued onward, thinking the young pup would just go home- oh but was he wrong, the young golden pup followed Valemon to his home. Valemon asked the golden wolf pup what he wanted, and the pup confined in the large bear, speaking about everything of his life- and Valemon listened with open ears. He gave the pup advice and let him know that the gods and looking out for him before sending the young wolf on his way.

That was not the last time Valemon saw the young pup, known as Saurugol. No, the golden wolf came back time after time again, and Valemon accepted him, and enjoyed his presence, considering him a close friend- and more like a younger brother. Saurugol seeked guidance and companionship from Valemon, and even though the golden wolf was soon to become Alpha of the wolf pack at the bottom of the mountains, known as Havir; he still made time to come and visit Valemon. As an aged bear, Valemon respects Saurugol, and enjoys his company; and if need ever came to it, Valemon would help Saurugol, whenever, or what ever the golden wolf came to call upon the white bear.

Now, King Valemon keeps an eye on all the wolf packs and creatures of these lands, his spies everywhere, different creatures of different shapes and sizes working for the King of the North to ensure equality, to ensure safety and the ways of the gods. Though Valemon has eyes on all the creatures, he usually never interferes, letting nature take it’s course- unless the gods say otherwise. No, Valemon just listens, and waits- as he is King of the North.

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╠═══╡ Bones / Group History ╞═══╣

Group History:
    September: 4 Bones Gained -- 0 Bones Spent
8th - Application Accepted: Recognized King of the North ( +2 bones )
8th - Completed MSE: fav.me/d7y48o0 ( + 2 bones )

Total Bones: 4

╠═══╡ Art / Important Notes ╞═══╣
Art:
Age Meme: fav.me/d7y48o0

Other:

    - Here is a link that will give you some neat and awesome information on Polar Bears!
         ( seaworld.org/en/animal-info/an… )
    - Brother’s name was “Odi Riau” meaning “Snow Lord” as their mother named them both lords.
    - Arth Ri and his whole concept came to me in a dream- no joke; I got to live his story in my dream before I even wrote it up! It, was awesome!
    - Average Joe/Jane Wolf -vs- King Valemon Height Chart! ( sta.sh/029uglgznnx9 )
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