quicksilver || notekeeper﹢maiandros

[notekeeper.]

MAIANDROS.

‎—— BASICS

─ MAIANDROS / ” kleis > maiandros "
── was 'named' by notekeeper
─ cis male, he/him, aroaceflux
─ ?? moons old, 'immortal', ages real time, ??, ????
─ will age indefinitely but can still be killed by natural causes if serious enough
─ member of xx // xx rank
─ open to; minor and minor nonviolent powerplay, unprovoked attack, minor injuries
─ ask for; maim, torture, capture, major injuries
─ closed to; major and major nonviolent powerplay, murder
─ will; start fights, end fights ;; ?? difficulty
─ inherently violent; maiandros is a bloodthirsty killer. however, he will typically not attack, kill, or capture without reason as he is actively attempting to better himself as a person after meeting notekeeper. however, he can and is dragged into fights against his will because of her.

‎—— PHYSICAL

[  † • ° ` COYOTE ] ─ HEALTH ??%
── brief, sentence description
──  DETAILED DESCRIPTION  †
─ fur color; a collection of tans and browns. base color tan with two darker layers along his back and tail. the darkest of the brown along his back has a marking that mimics a cross shape that spreads across his shoulders and travels down to his hips. his ears and forehead are also brown. his muzzle, belly, and feet are a lighter color alongside a band around the tip of his tail. he has a few dark speckles.
─ fur texture; coarse and rough along the bulk of his body, although his belly and tail are especially soft to the touch.
─ skin color; light pink skin. brown ears and nose. paw pads are a spotted mixture of both colors.
─ eyes; light gold. appear to be sunken in and predominantly dark underneath. can appear to be unblinking at times.
─ build; slim yet muscular. maiandros carries much more muscle on his arms and along his upper body than average. this helps him make up for the lack of it in his lower body. while he can sit up, he cannot raise to his full height.
─ other; he is never seen without notekeeper in tow. he may sometimes have fleas due to being in close proximity to her.
── INJURIES †
─ paralysis; maiandros is paralyzed from the waist down. he has no feeling in his waist, legs, or tail. he cannot walk, and instead, notekeeper helps to carry him around. he can still crawl on his own, but can not get very far very quickly.
─ amputation; his back left leg has been amputated at the knee due to an infection while healing.
─ leg scars; a handful of scars along his back legs caused by a bear trap. he has another clean one due to his amputation.
─ ear scar; has a small scar on his left ear that resembles a t.
─ body scars; a small collection of other scars along his body. some prominent ones being across his muzzle and his shoulder.
── ACCESSORIES †
─ collar and leash; wears a heavy collar around his neck. a leather leash of sorts can be attached to it at one or both end points, and notekeeper uses it to help keep hold and balance on maiandros while carrying him. this leash can be swapped out and can sometimes be seen as a small chain instead.
─ muzzle; a small belt wrapped around maiandros' mouth. while generally kept slack enough for him to be able to speak, breathe, eat, and bite normally, it can be pulled tight to hold his mouth shut. sometimes used to restrain him, but usually used to shut him up.
─ various satchel bags; carries notekeeper's belongings. journals, trinkets, clean bandages, small blades, and other basic supplies can be found inside of them.
── WEAPONRY †
─ tbd; ?? we will get there
── OTHER IMPORTANT INVENTORY †
─ misc; carries little to nothing of his own. will usually only be found with whatever notekeeper wants to take with them. can sometimes be found carrying for other people as well.
── SCENT †
─ must, damp, earth. additionally smells like notekeeper
── ACCENT †
─ no particular accent, though he speaks in a higher pitched voice.
──  POWERS AND MUTATIONS †
─ PLEASE keep in mind that this list is not official. all powers and mutations still need to be purchased from the item store. i will be doing this promptly before roleplay!!!
─ mental bond; mental bond connection with notekeeper. very strong emotional connection between the two of them. they feed off of each other directly, typically in negative ways.
─ mental manipulation; at one point, he would tend to manipulate others into assisting him with committing violent acts using more than just his words. however, it seems he's changed his ways since meeting notekeeper.
─ shapeshifting; uncontrollable, typically only achieved after enough negative emotional feeding between him and someone else. 

‎—— PERSONALITY & MENTALITY

── ALL OPINIONS AND CHOICES ARE IN CHARACTER AND DO NOT REFLECT THOSE OF THE ROLEPLAYER.
+ x calm, voice of reason, rational, protective, navigator
─ x pushover, disinterested, bloodthirsty, aggressive
† ─ DETAILED PERSONALITY
─ happy wife, happy life; the object of notekeeper's affection. often the cause of conflict, causing issues by opening his mouth or looking at somebody the wrong way. he finds himself stuck going with her everywhere that she goes and having little say so in matters of importance. he is spoken for and silenced, even if his ideas differ from hers. maiandros has realized over time and after waisted effort that it's easier to just go along with her instead of arguing if the matter is not of a potentially dangerous nature. now, does maiandros love notekeeper? it's easy to tell that he does not feel as strongly as she does to the extent that she does, but even if he denied it, there is still affection in his heart for her. it's just... complicated. he does enjoy seeing her happy and will aim to please in these regards.
─ voice of reason; serves as a voice of reason for notekeeper. he frequently tries to talk her out of rash decisions and helps to deescalates fights. he may speak for her when it comes to serious issues or things that she may not know much about. however, he finds himself frequently being ignored or silenced by her when he tries to do this... not that he's not used to it, it just becomes increasingly frustrating at times.
─ bloodthirsty, literally; maiandros is hemovoric and requires consuming blood in order to survive. he was not above violence in order to do this. for many years of his life, maiandros would manipulate others of strength into acts of violence against others, pitting them against strangers, friends, and family alike and consuming the victims. he'd travel with them briefly before killing them himself. while not extremely strong on his own, he's not above getting his paws dirty himself. however, in the heat of battle, it's easy for him to revert back to his violent desires. he has the potential to reach a certain point of total loss of self-control, refusing to want to part from the battlefield until nobody besides him is alive, friend or foe alike. it seems that recently he’s unable to control this and finds himself slipping due to the emotional and riled up state of notekeeper... weird. all the while, it seems that since meeting her, something about his lust for violence has changed. keep in mind that despite being hemovoric, maiandros is not a vampire.
─ protective and watchful; he has notekeeper's back... in more ways than one. although he's learned to sit back and allow her to do her own thing, there are times that maiandros will interject. he refuses to allow any harm to come to her, and if he feels that someone has a dangerous energy to them, he will let her know. not that he worries that notekeeper isn't capable of taking care of herself (well...), but he knows she's naive and new to a social setting, and he worries about her trusting the wrong person as easily as she trusted him. he would hate to see anything happen to her, especially considering that he knows just how cruel it can be. perhaps that's why he sticks with her. not that he can go anywhere, exactly.
─ reserved; not very expressive when it comes to his innermost emotions and feelings. while he will express genuine emotion such as frustration, kindness, worry, and whatnot, it's not often that you'll find him going into detail on how he feels. sometimes when he does, he finds himself being talked over by notekeeper and unable to get any words into her. on other occasions, he may disregard his feelings and push them aside. anyone with eyes could study him for a period of time and see how he truly cares about notekeeper and his relationship with her, even if he would chalk it up him being a reluctant and unwilling spouse... though he's not apt to expressing it directly and may make direct comments that imply being stuck or unhappy. as a whole, maiandros doesn't prefer to move in groups or travel as a pair, but even he can recognize that clingy wife aside, his days of traveling solo are over due to his injury and he needs to learn how to adjust. while not outwardly rude or unpleasant, he's just sort of... there.
─ self improvement; it seems that maiandros has started looking back on his past and making room for self-improvement. as stated, he harbors an insatiable lust for bloodshed that he formally quenched through violence. surely there were other means, but he preferred the thrill of violent methods. however, it seems that ever since he met notekeeper, he's somewhat lost his appetite for violence and aims to work himself into being a better person. he prefers to try to talk notekeeper into picking fights, and he may directly argue and snap at her if she ignores his request to do so. perhaps he’s had a change of heart from all hey lovey, dovey affection and in turn has lost his taste for violence… or perhaps he doesn’t want to face the idea of him using her and risking her to wind up hurt in a relentless slaughter. nonetheless, it’s undeniable that maiandros has changed in some sort of way. in addition, it seems that he’s trying to be more outgoing and accustomed to the persistent company of others, even if he only serves the purpose of a show and tell prop.
─ navigator; before his injury, maiandros traveled a lot. like… a lot. he’s very familiar with the lay of the land and makes an incredible gps. just because he can’t get somewhere on his own doesn’t mean that he can’t get you there yourself. whether it’s tunnels, caves, or similar areas typically hidden out of sight, he’s familiar on where to find a handful. though he may indirectly chalk it up to his own expertise, a good chunk of these knowbots are side effects of using others to do his bidding. a little manipulation can get you a long way in regards to answers and information typically kept under wraps.  while its highly unlikely that you’ll ever find yourself lost in his company… there always is that off chance. not that he would ever admit that he’s lost. no, he ‘always knows where he’s at.’.
─ pack mule; he doesn’t have much of a day so in this matter. maiandros dons a small collection of satchels and bags that carry an assortment of items. while he has little of his own, notekeeper frequently gives him new things to hold and carry around for her, either because it’s too heavy or she doesn’t feel like doing it herself. even at other times he finds himself carrying around objects for other people. i mean, after all, what’s the big deal anyways? it’s not like he can feel it, right? it’s like it's not even there. if anything, it’s just humiliating. the humorous part of it all is the fact that at the end of the day, notekeeper is technically the one lugging it around anyways as she helps carry maiandros himself as if his weight alone wasn’t difficult enough for her.

‎—— HISTORY & FAMILY

─ gen 1, npc × npc / has no known siblings
─ ‘married’ to notekeeper / ⅓ of baba / ?? past relationships
──  FRIENDS 
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── ENEMIES 
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─ mentoring nobody, yet serves as a teacher for notekeeper / mentored by ??
── TRUSTS
─ notekeeper; though he may not enjoy everything that she drags him into, he does trust her. after all, he doubts she'd do anything to hurt him intentionally.
─ testimony; unsure, though he has no reason not to. besides, he's the one that sought them out.
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── DISTRUSTS
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† ─ DETAILED HISTORY
─ maiandros, born under the former name kleis, was brought to life many, many long years ago. he grew up happy with his mother and had a healthy relationship with her until the day he grew up and left her side. at least, that's what he seems to remember. it was long ago, and he does not think back often upon those days. the day that he left on his own was the day that his life began to change. a need for blood to survive was a trait that the coyote had been born with. at a young age, his mother had taught him to manage it through normal food. normal hunting. however, on his own, kleis realized that catching enough prey to satiate his growing appetite was getting larger by the day. normal prey couldn't keep up the demand for a growing body, and so he did what seemed unthinkable at the time: kill and eat a living person. how easy, how filling. a whole new world opened up to the young male, and he didn't look back.

killing quickly became second nature to the coyote, and it only drove him further and further towards a lust for bloodshed that could no longer be satiated by a simple meal. he wanted more. needed more. the feeling of sinking his teeth into someone, it drove him crazy. kill after kill after kill... there came a certain day when he was no longer hungry that kleis adapted a new style of 'hunting' that involved a third party. someone strong, yet someone lost... the perfect target for him. with his tongue and outside forces of manipulation, kleis would convince and brainwash them to partner up with him. after all, doing the same thing day after day after day took a boring toll on the psyche... seeking out a group of victims side by side was new. watching his partner fight to the death against them was fun. it was a shame if they went down on the battlefield, though it was a pleasure to take what life was left from them himself. naturally, these intense acts of violence grew far and few in between as kleis grew older and less erratic, though many long years would pass before he quit, and many lives would be taken before he reconsidered alternative methods to feed.

little did kleis know was that that day would come far, far sooner than he had ever expected it to. while he wasn't quite sure what he was doing that day, kleis' day took a turn for the worst as his attention to the road wavered and the jaws of a bear trap sprung upon his haunches. he was trapped. desperate, he struggled to free himself, chewing at the metal jaws and his skin itself, though he couldn't quite work up the nerve to chew his way out of the situation at the cost of his own skin. around an hour of struggling passed before kleis saw someone new make their approach... a sad, scrawny feline. frustrated and in pain, kleis snapped at her, demanding her to go away, insisting that he could handle the situation himself. however, she ignored him fantastically. after a little bit longer, kleis' body finally slipped into unconsiousness, leaving him in the hands of fate.

several days passed before his eyes would open once more. he was somewhere new, the inside of a building... perhaps the abandoned house he'd seen not long before (had he had known it wasn't abandoned, perhaps today would have turned out extremely differently. would notekeeper be alive? would maiandros be alive? perhaps he'd be a skeleton left in the trap and notekeeper would have been the blood in his belly. it's quite crazy the way that the world works). nonetheless, kleis was greeted by the same feline who'd met him in the trap. further observation, kleis could tell that she'd helped clean up him and his wounds. trying to thank her directly proved to be fruitless however as his words passed right through her head, and it came to the coyote's attention that his hero couldn't speak. through paper and pencil, the two of them spoke, and kleis agreed that he'd stay here with her until he was back up and on his feet. in return for her kindness, and for the selfish sake of convenience, he began to teach her the basics of the spoken english language. alongside verbal english, he also would tell her tales and stories that he'd heard on his travels, all the while explaining the ways that the world around them worked in order to sate her curiosity. how sad was it for someone to be reaching their adult years while never having stepped into a public setting... or anywhere outside of their home for that matter. having never learned how to speak, for that matter. as he taught her, he found it quite entertaining the way that november (notekeeper at the time) would be so persistent and dedicated to her studies. kleis found her method of notetaking endearing, causing him to call her 'notekeeper' as a nickname off hand. november however, unaware of what a nickname was and its intended purpose, grew confused, but ultimately found kleis' name change fantastic. and so, november changed her name to notekeeper and has never addressed herself as anything else since. although it was cute (and kleis was reluctantly unsure about committing to her new name,) she took it upon herself to ‘repay the favor.’ much to his distaste, she began to call him maiandros, correcting him whenever he’d still address himself by the name of kleis. while frustrated by her, maiandros eventually realized that it wasn’t worth fighting with her and settled into accepting his new name. besides, it’s not like he was going to be here much longer. maiandros felt that he could see the end of his healing process in sight.

that was what he had thought. despite healing rather well, his wound suddenly grew infected, and it spread quickly. notekeeper told him that the worse of his legs needed amputation, to which maiandros argued heavily with. however, its progression grew worse and worse, and he was quickly left with no other option. she put him under and did what needed to be done. when he awoke, maiandros expected things to take a turn for the better, but he was quickly proven wrong. after a short time, he began to quickly lose feelings in the lower half of his body and was no longer able to move around easily on his own. dragging himself across the ground was his only option… unable to hunt or safely defend himself, living alone was no longer an option. not that notekeeper was going to allow him such luxury anyways… at the suggestion, she’d grown… rather unhappy to say the least. maiandros realized more and more that she was growing attached to him at an unhealthy rate, refusing to let him do anything in peace. it was obvious to him that she was fearful of being alone again, and despite his claims that he couldn’t leave her even if he wanted to, she refused to lessen her clingy and obsessive behavior. maiandros had to learn to adjust, indulging her in her behavior. not much longer passed before notekeeper proclaimed the both of them as being ‘married,’ seemingly out of the blue. at this point, he knew that it wasn’t worth the energy of arguing. he did like her after all… perhaps not in the same sort of way, but… who did it hurt, right?

despite maiandros' wounds finally healing over the course of two months, he soon was faced with another problem. one that notekeeper had tried to solve since day one, and had been managing for that short period of time... but only seemed to grow worse in time. notekeeper had attempted to supply him with enough blood to keep him filled and healthy…. but it was hard for her to do so. she didn’t have the energy or strength for long hunting trips or big prey, and she couldn’t find enough little prey to keep him satiated for long. maiandros did try, with her permission, feeding off of her herself but he quickly realized her blood, tainted with metals, would only cause him further illness. however, it was the only short term answer to a long term problem, and so they continued. after a very long consideration, and a very long argument with his dear wife, maiandros convinced notekeeper to leave her home and take him with her in order to find help from outside sources. reluctantly, she agreed, and the two of them went off in search. maiandros prays for her to be smart enough to put his long term health over her happiness… though he does recognize that it’ll be a bit of a struggle.