Zeitgeist

Zeitgeist

by Alaine

Player

Sylvey

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Basics

Date of Birth

21st November, 2008

Gender

Male

Heritage

Species

Dog

100% Dog

Luperci

Ortus

Art by Alaine

Appearance

Lupus: It is clear to the eye that Zeitgeist is 100% dog. His mottled pelt cannot be found in wolves nor coyotes - The soft, clean cream base is dappled with large spots of tan and terracotta. Due to his mixed heritage, Zeitgeist has a lean frame, with short fur and a relatively large head. His right ear flops over, but while his left ear has a kink, it manages to stay somewhat erect. His leather collar is easily seen in this form, although he wears it in his Optime form also. His eyes are a very clear slate grey, almost silvery in the right light.

Optime: In optime form, Zeitgeist is rather tall and slender. He is similar in height to a common wolf, but due to having a much shorter and thinner pelt, along with leaner musculature, he appears almost feminine in comparison with the bulky mass of an optime wolf male. In this form, he has brown wavy hair, which is usually tied back with a strip of faded green leather. He is frequently seen wearing a tattered jester hat, which has little brass bells on the end of each material tier. Zeitgeist also wears a supple tawny-leather vest, with ocher pockets and neat ivory buttons. He will also continue to wear his brown leather dog-collar in this form.

Personality

Lupus: It is clear to the eye that Zeitgeist is 100% dog. His mottled pelt cannot be found in wolves nor coyotes - The soft, clean cream base is dappled with large spots of tan and terracotta. Due to his mixed heritage, Zeitgeist has a lean frame, with short fur and a relatively large head. His right ear flops over, but while his left ear has a kink, it manages to stay somewhat erect. His leather collar is easily seen in this form, although he wears it in his Optime form also. His eyes are a very clear slate grey, almost silvery in the right light.

Optime: In optime form, Zeitgeist is rather tall and slender. He is similar in height to a common wolf, but due to having a much shorter and thinner pelt, along with leaner musculature, he appears almost feminine in comparison with the bulky mass of an optime wolf male. In this form, he has brown wavy hair, which is usually tied back with a strip of faded green leather. He is frequently seen wearing a tattered jester hat, which has little brass bells on the end of each material tier. Zeitgeist also wears a supple tawny-leather vest, with ocher pockets and neat ivory buttons. He will also continue to wear his brown leather dog-collar in this form.

History

Remi's story is a dark one, best told in miserable weather and to miserable company. It is for this reason that very few know the whole tale - And fewer, still, know the man behind it.

His life begun in a dreary shack in southern Naples, Italy. Remi was one of 12 children, a middle child within his mother's second litter. Donna Poverelli was a worn woman, starved by the constant need to attend her children, worn thin and transparent by the continual abuse of her every-day life. The Poverelli family were scavengers - Once, their ancestors had been the companions of farmers and peasants. Now, they were the lowest of the low, spat upon by the higher classes of Luperci. Remi's father, Ricco, had once been a hardworking young man, but time and troubles had turned him to a lover of alcohol, and a hater of all that sought to part him from his liquor. The eldest Poverelli children had long ago been pushed into work or into subservience, as maids or conmen. The younger pups were beggars, pleading with strangers for scraps of food or other valuables. As soon as they were able to shift, the youngsters were inducted into the many ranks of pickpockets and common thieves which fouled the streets of Naples.

Remi quickly became the best pickpocket in the family, often bringing home trinkets of much greater value than those scraped up by his siblings. The boy had the eyes of a true con artist; A smile so genuine that it could melt one's heart, and hold their gaze while light fingers pilfered an unwary pocket. He became so good at the skill, so good at providing what little means could be found for his family, that Ricco was fast to become threatened as the head male of the family. Events worsened when Donna finally succumbed to her illnesses. In a violent bought of grief and drunken stupor, Ricco turned on his children, cursing and blaming them for the death of his long-ignored mate. The hatred within his heart for this tainted man, along with the grief for his dear mother, pushed Remi into an unwise retaliation and, turning on his son, Ricco cast the boy out on his own into a bleak and tragic world.

Sick with fury and mourning, it was that day that Remi cast aside his true belongings, hiding his name and identity deep within the folds of his memory. From that day, Remi Poverelli was dead, and Zeitgeist was born.

Determined to leave behind all traces of what he had once been forced to endure, Zeitgeist headed north, to the waiting abundance of Rome. He lived rather well off of the pickings of his choice, stealing from the wealthy and pouring his own growing gains into luxurious previously unknown to the ratty street-kid from Naples. A skill which had once been necessary to provide for a family of 14 now needed only to provide for one - Thus, rather than growing from necessity, Zeitgeist began to perfect his canny arts for the sheer pleasure of being excellent. His sly hands and beautiful face were used to seduce, flatter, and steal his way into the harbor at Rome, and longing for an adventure beyond his own knowing, Zeitgeist boarded a vessel set for the United Kingdom.

There were many youths from Italy departing on a similar journey, and Zeitgeist was quick to fall into the ranks of a young bachelor pack. They journeyed through southern England as a group, reveling in their youth and strength, seduced by a life free of the strict Catholicism and restrictions of home. In London, they added another to their number; A foreign fellow named Sirius Revlis. Sirius had a strange presence within the group, for he had an intelligence and a cunning that was unfamiliar to most of the unassuming Italian youths. He and Zeitgeist were quick to form a bond - Zeitgeist polished the other male's rusty Italian, until they could converse fluently, and Sirius in turn taught the curious young pick-pocket many secrets and stories about the world. Each was forgiving of the other's flaws, accepting of the other's peculiarities - Sirius showed little concern to Zeitgeist's confession of having felt lust for both genders, a quality the promiscuous youth had long believed to be a flaw, and even went so far as to explain the naturalness of bisexuality to him. They shared women and wine, and although Sirius' dark nature naturally placed him as a leader to the small band of males, Zeitgeist was undeniably his right hand man. The two were inseparable, and delighted in the sinful bounty that London had to offer them.

Things changed a year later, when, inexplicably, Sirius seemed to lose all interest in the wild ways of the vagabond men. Then, one morning in August 2010, he was gone. Zeitgeist could not comprehend the loss of his companion, and without a leader, the band became directionless and haphazard. They feuded amongst themselves for possession of Sirius' belongings, which he had left behind. In spite of his feelings of abandonment and betrayal, Zeitgeist took the chest which had belonged to the foreign male, and also parted ways with the increasingly violent and reckless group. Amongst the strange collection of Sirius' belongings, he found many things; Beautiful daggers, strange and exotic jewelry, pelts of animals that he had never seen, and lastly, most importantly, a map. The map showed the names of places that he had never heard of, but could now read thanks to the foreign male's lessons - Some, circled crudely in ink, leapt out: Nova Scotia, New Brunswick, Freetown. These were words he had heard before, places he had been told about!

Although his other possessions came and went, traded and used and bartered as necessary, Zeitgeist always kept the map. He would bring it out every now and again, and simply gaze on the crinkled, faded paper, drawing his claw over names and over countries. Slowly, pushed by need now that he was once again solitary, Zeitgeist's skills became sharper than ever before - Women, and men, fell to his wiles, and he robbed them for every penny they were worth. Small magic tricks came easily to him, and often, he would be found entertaining the small beggar-children with free tricks. It seemed there was still a softness to his heart, even after a life of such hardships.

One morning, as suddenly as the wind changes, as fleetingly as the bird flies, Zeitgeist awoke to the knowledge that he would be leaving London. That very day he stole aboard a ship headed towards the land of Nova Scotia with only a suitcase, a strange hat, a pretty smile, and a faded old map clenched in one hand.

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