Baenari
Star
- Joined
- Mar 21, 2012
- Location
- Somewhere over the RAINBOW!!!!
The plains had always belonged to the warrior tribe of tiger hybrids, they had laid claim to the land many years ago though so had the lion hybrid tribe, the battles that took place were bloody and violent but finally the tribe of tigers won. As such they ruled over the plains all of the plains until they hit forest, they had laid claim to a small portion of the forest as the river cut through there and they used it as a steady supply of water. Humans had most of the forest to themselves except this one small part, the hybrids were content to leave them alone so long as they did not trespass into their lands, as a warrior tribe their main focus was battle. These hybrids fought many intruders who sought to take the plains from them, from almost every direction they were vulnerable but the mighty warriors never faltered under the leadership of Araxsas Stormblade the strongest of them. He had been the leader for nearly ten years now which was nearly five times the normal reign, in their tribe you could challenge for leadership through battle, Aruun had personally killed over twenty challengers.
Under his leadership they crushed the tribe of hyenas at their border, they survived the second war with the lion tribe, he had also personally led the negotiations with humans so there would be no trouble between them. Araxsas was no fool, while his tribe held the superior fighting power the humans outnumbered them five to one at the very least, they might win many battles but they would eventually lose the war hence the treaty between their people. Araxsas was a fine specimen even a rare one you might say, he was not orange with black stripes but instead an almost golden white with few black stripes, he stood a massive seven foot three towering over even his fellow hybrids. His body forged through training and combat rippled with power and muscles weighing in at nearly three hundred pounds, various scars upon his body but the most noticeable was the one that sealed his left eye right down the center. His right eye a deep icy blue that seemed to penetrate whatever it stared at, a thick mane of golden white fur ran down his shoulders and over his back braided in several places. His clothing minimal as there was not much use for them, he wore best of his tribe's leather and cloth fixed with semi precious stones and engraved with tribal symbols. His weapon of choice a vicious looking axe made from the melted swords of his enemies, it stood nearly as tall as he did and looked just as dangerous as he did.
Under his leadership they crushed the tribe of hyenas at their border, they survived the second war with the lion tribe, he had also personally led the negotiations with humans so there would be no trouble between them. Araxsas was no fool, while his tribe held the superior fighting power the humans outnumbered them five to one at the very least, they might win many battles but they would eventually lose the war hence the treaty between their people. Araxsas was a fine specimen even a rare one you might say, he was not orange with black stripes but instead an almost golden white with few black stripes, he stood a massive seven foot three towering over even his fellow hybrids. His body forged through training and combat rippled with power and muscles weighing in at nearly three hundred pounds, various scars upon his body but the most noticeable was the one that sealed his left eye right down the center. His right eye a deep icy blue that seemed to penetrate whatever it stared at, a thick mane of golden white fur ran down his shoulders and over his back braided in several places. His clothing minimal as there was not much use for them, he wore best of his tribe's leather and cloth fixed with semi precious stones and engraved with tribal symbols. His weapon of choice a vicious looking axe made from the melted swords of his enemies, it stood nearly as tall as he did and looked just as dangerous as he did.