Dullahan

~Name: Dullahan (M)
~Nickname: Dulla (F)
~Gender: fe/male, whichever gets his next victim but mostly male.
~Age: 2600 years (Immortal)
~Appearance: He looks to be 26 and is 6’1 and weighs about 150lbs. He has long sleek black hair that goes down to his waist, his hair is always straight and seems to be dull and lifeless. He has bright red eyes with hints of black and blue in them. He may look slim and weak but he has lean muscles underneath his skin. He has light tanned skin with a few freckles here and there, he has some sprinkled across his noise.
~Clothing:
M: Dullahan usually wears a white long sleeved shirt with a trench coat. He also wears dark blue jeans and army boots, the boots go over his jeans.
F: Dulla usually wears a white tank top with a long black skirt with blood stains on the bottom. She wears tall black boots with buckles on it.
~History: Dullahan’s history isn’t all that well know. He is constantly moving from place to place and never seems to stay in one town for very long, as soon as he’s done with his victim he’s gone. He tries to have as little contact to mortal humans as he can, of course sometimes he has to be out in the open world.
Personality: He is very cold and seems to hold no interest in stuff unless it will help him in what he wants. He looks down on everyone and everything besides his two loyal pets, Dentur and Morte. If he does show interests in you then you have better run for the hills and never look back. He is always on the prowl for new victims and will watch them before making a move.
~Weapons: Scythe head on a long chain and a two headed hammer.
~Companions: Creatura dentur and Et Adorabunt de Morte Educis
~Criminal Record: *All are multiple accounts*
Vandalism
Arson
Manslaughter
Forgery
Robbery
Rape
Kidnapping
Abuse
~Transportation: Dentur and a sleek black motorcycle

~Name: Creatura dentur
~Name Meaning: Hellish Creature in Latin
~Nicknames: Dentur
~Gender: Male
~Age: 20 Years (Immortal)
~Breed: Horse-Shire en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shire_ho…
~Appearance: Midnight black with a coat that doesn’t seem to shine. Not a single white, or different color, hair on his coat. Deep red eyes that seem to pierce your soul, once you look in them your too afraid to move at all. Dentur is well built and has large muscles that cover every inch of his body, his feathering around his feet is smooth hair that seems to never be out of place or dirty. His mane and tail are extremely long for a Shire horse. Dentur stands at 19hds (6.3ft) and weighs around 3,400lbs.
~Gear: Dentur is usually in an old black endurance saddle and has a black double rein bridal with silver buckles and bit, he also has a running martingale and breast plate. He also has armor that seems to be always changing, because it is. Dentur’s armor is usually on his legs, chest, neck, head, shoulders and hindquarters. His armor and tack is made up of bodies that Dullahan has killed and decided to use for Dentur. All leather part of his armor and tack is made up of tanned human skin, bits and buckles are made out of bones that Dullahan has carefully carved. The harder parts of Dentur’s armor is also made out of bones. Any string or small pieces of leather is human hair.
~History: Dentur was breed and born on a work horse mill of sorts. When he was born he was smaller than the other foals, because of this he was mostly ignored or beaten, almost close to death several times. When he reached maturity, 5 years, he started to grow and fill out unexpectedly within 2 years. He was sold from the work farm to a private breeder who breed, bought and trained horses to fight and kill. At first Dentur was not one of the favorites until they had decided to pair him up to a small Anglo-Arab to only boost up, and train, his popularity.  He had easily crushed the small horse and after that day each horse he was put up got a little bit bigger and he got better. Dentur had learn that the humans had liked seeing a good show, so he would tease his opponents in striking once and then dodging out of the way. By the end of each match the horse would be close to death’s door or already had walked through it, and Dentur would be left standing unhurt. When he had turned 20, and seemed to be not as tough, he was paired up to another stallion that was a Clydesdale and almost as big as him. The fight was not like Dentur’s previous ones, by the end of it both horses were almost dead. The owners had been marked for the glue factory that is until Dullahan had bought him for way more then what he was worth. Ever since that day Dentur had been Dullahan loyal mount and even helped in his killings.
~Personality: Dentur was a sweet little colt, until he was sold to the horse fights. As he got older his heart had got colder and colder with each new fight. When he was 17 he would lash out at any living being that had come to close to him. He would only ‘behave’ before and after a fight. When he was sold to Dullahan he has mellowed out some, to where he would only lash out towards strangers or to someone that he didn’t like.
~Owner: Dullahan

~Name: Et Adorabunt de Morte Educis
~Name Meaning: Hound Bringer of Death in Latin
~Nicknames: Morte
~Gender: Male
~Age: 15 years (Immortal)
~Breed: Canine-Tibetan Mastiff and Wolf cross
~Appearance: Morte weighs about 200lbs and is 60ins (5ft) tall. Morte is a black/dark grey color, his thick fur covers up his muscles and the scars that he had gotten. His eyes are a deep blue that look like they could have hits of red and black on them. Everything about Morte is large. Every now and then it’ll seem like he’ll be limping, the leg always changes.
~Gear: Leather collar that is made of human flesh.
~History: Morte was born and raised in the artic, the scientist all had wanted to try mixing the two canines themselves. As Morte grey and got bigger the scientist had wanted to see just how strong he was with one thing, fights. At first the fights were somewhat simple and innocent, him being pair up with the huskies and malamutes at the lab. But soon the scientist had gotten bored with that so they soon brought in wild animals, ranging from wild wolves to polar bears. He would always get injured in some way and be left to care for his own wounds and injuries. One night one of the new scientist had forgot to lock Morte’s cage, he had gotten out and attack dog and human that got in his way. He ran from the lab only to be captured again and be brought to Russia where he was laid out as a mutant wolf in a freak show. Dullahan had passed the small cage with him in it, he released him at night and the two had killed everyone at the circus.
~Personality: Morte has a very short temper and will lash out at anything. He hates being confined in small places and if he is in a small place as soon as he gets out he goes on a killing spree until he has calmed down. Dullahan likes to use this to his advantage and will use him to hunt down his escaped victims.
~Owner: Dullahan

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