Pallan, Dachri

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〖The Being〗

❦Full Name: Dachri Niolth Pallan
❦Middle Name: Niolth
❦Pseudonym(s): Dach, DC
❦Gender: Male
❦Age: 15
❦Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
❦Species: Demon
❦Occupation(s): None

〖The Senses〗

❦Physical Appearance: Dachri appears to be 15, which is his actual age. His hair is white and a bit shaggy, with ice blue eyes to match. He has a slightly dark tone and clear complexion with two earrings in his left ear and dark blue feathers placed behind that ear. He also wears a necklace with a few blue orbs around it like charms. The necklace calms the demon inside of him and changes to red when he gets angry. When the demon finally comes out, the necklace breaks but it repairs itself when he calms down. Dachri is about 5'7'' and around 120 pounds with a skinny but strong build.

His half-demonized form has arms with huge claws that drape on the floor as he walks. It's teeth are sharpened to deadly points. And it's wings look like, large, torn up bat wings.
❦Usual Apparel: His clothing style usually consists of a black shirt with a grey jacket over it, and grey jeans. He also wears a red scarf he bought a few years back. Sometimes in place of his jacket he'll wear a blazer

❦Personality: When calm, he is a generally silent but kind person. He treats those he meets kindly and prefers making friends rather than enemies. He takes insults lightly and really doesn't care what people think of him. He's the type to become a bit over-protective over those he cares about and protect them with his life. And when he makes a bond with someone, he tends to take it right to heart.
When enraged, which isn't very often, his demon comes out. He tends to shout and curse quite a lot. The demon is also filled with blood lust, so it will probably try to kill the offender.

.....Likes.....	....Dislikes....	.....Fears.....	...Bad Habits...
✿ Music ✿ Silence ✿ Horror movies	✿ Annoying people ✿ Bouncy or bubbly people ✿ Turning into his demon form	✿ Losing those he cares about ✿ Killing those he cares about on accident ✿ Turning into hid demon form	✿ He tends to tug on his scarf during first meets and awkward conversations ✿ He ignores annoying people

〖The Effort〗

❦Weapon: Talon,
The name Talon was randomly picked because Dachri thought it was cool. But Talon is just a grey and black pistol that he'd had for around 10 years. It's always at his side for self defense.

Spoiler:

❦Element: Water
❦Special Ability: None

.....Strengths.....

....Weaknesses....

✿ Dachri is great with a pistol.
He's had years to practice with it, and knows his personal pistol inside and out. He's even mastered a few tricks with it like curving the bullet.
✿ Dachri is an amazing singer. He takes pride in his voice, but isn't cocky about it. He's often found singing random songs or humming.
✿ Dachri is good with distanced combat. Being trained to wield a gun all his life, it's no wonder that he's good with long-range weapons. Preferably guns though. His close range fighting skills aren't TOO bad though.

✿ Dachri tends to become too attached. Once someone makes a bond with him, he takes it to heart. So if they betray him, die, or get hurt, he'll act more on his emotions than on a strategy.
✿ Dachri gets annoyed by continuous noises. If there's a noise that keeps going and going at an even pace, that'll drive him crazy. Enough for him to lose focus on whatever he's doing, to try to stop it, or quiet it down.
✿ Dachri has nightmares every night. Ever since he murdered his parents, he's woken up in the middle of the night to gruesome nightmares. As a result of that, he's weakened throughout the morning because he sees flashes of the dreams he had.

〖The History〗

November 20
❦Parentage: Mother- Alina Pallan Father- Tobias Pallan
❦Siblings: None
❦Children: None
❦Other Relations: None
❦History: Dachri Pallan was only eight years old when he watched his mother and father being brutally slaughtered. He had awoken to the guttural screams of the villagers around. He instantly reached for his pistol. He jumped out of bed, as alert as ever, and scanned his parents cottage--the demons had yet to reach it. He alerted his parents after drawing open the cellar doors. He helped his father lower his sickly mother into it. He ordered them to stay put and rushed out to aid the other villagers.
Once out, he was instantly apprehended by three savage looking demons. He shot one in the eye but to no avail--he was the only thing standing between them and his parents. Two of the demons grabbed his arms and pinned him to the cottage. He promised himself that he wouldn't cry, wouldn't scream. The third demon withdrew a sword almost as large as his entire body. His eyes widened and the demon laughed,
It forced the blade cleanly through Dachri's sternum, causing him to instantly cough up blood and go limp. The other two demons gently placed a leather necklace with six small, blue crystals around his neck. The third jerked the blade free from his chest. They let his lifeless shell slump to the ground before retreating to the forest from whence they came to observe him. Slowly, his black hair turned to a beautiful, snowy white. His chest started rising and falling, showing that he miraculously survived a blow that should've killed him. He slowly sat up, moving like he was a doll. When he opened his eyes they were no longer an elegant forest green but a haunting icy blue.
He slowly rose to his feet and felt his chest. There was no gash, no scratch, noting there. He was amazed but only for a moment before a terrible burning thirst filled his body. He cried out in agony as the crystals on the necklace started to turn fire red. His arms grew to where his enlarged hand and elongated claws dragged on the ground. He turned to the cottage with one thought in min, "Food..." He trudged inside weakly.
Once in, he went straight to the cellar. At the sound of his ragged breath, his father turned and stared at him with terrified eyes . Dachri's teeth sharpened to where each of them had deadly points. Something deep inside him laughed heartily. He dove at his father, blood lust filling his entire being. His father didn't even have time to scream before Dachri plunged his arm through his torso. He bit down on his father's neck and tore through it. Once he finished, he turned toward his deathly ill mother. He forced his hand into her chest and tore out her heart. He bit down on it as if he were a child and it was his favourite candy. He then glared at the lifeless bodies in front of him.
By the time the demon inside him fell asleep, it had already devoured both of his parents' bodies. Every night since then, he has awoken with nightmares that serve as reminders of his weakness. That night, he vowed to protect his loved ones--if he can control the hunger.

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