Dairavin Douglas Dash

Intro

• "Only Our Finest" -House Dash

  

• Basic Info

  • Name: Dairavin Douglas Dash
  • Gender: Male
  • Nicknames: Big D, Triple D
  • Race: Purebred Doberman Pinscher
  • Class: Servant
  • Alignment: Good
  • Age: 23
  • Size: Huge
  • Body Type: Ripped
  • Height: 7'6
  • Weight: 24 Stones
  • Complexion: Perfect
  • Hair: Silky
  • Eyes: Chocolate Brown
  • Handedness: Right
  • Scars: None
  • Relationship Status: Slaves are not allowed
  • Personality: Professional
  • Likes: Cooking, working out, sake, firm bristled brushes, smell of damp rocks, early morning, courteous ppl
  • Dislikes: Violence, simpletons, braggards and thieves

• Character Sheet

  Housework		Companionship		Medical Services
  Combat		Magical Aptitude		Manners

• Description

  Furcadia Description
  "Clothing Optional" described best the smirking Doberman. Curves and carves of flesh displayed shamelessly while loincloth provided a modicum of "decency" to his form, that which he was rather proud of. Life as a servant had been simple, traveling from event to event and bowing to those whom could afford the luxury of charming presence. Not a single scar marred flawless visage, fur well kept and oiled to a shining gloss that beckoned fingers to explore.
  
  In Depth
  Dairavin Douglas Dash is a doberman Pinscher, purebred and a freak of nature both in size and strength. Beneath rich coat of fur lay muscle so dense it made iron feel featherweight. If one were to stand close enough an aroma of lemongrass and argan oil wafted from his pelt hinting at some of the blend used to keep it's shine. His height was towering, forcing most but the largest of creatures to tilt head back just to acknowledge him eye to eye. His posture was as immaculate as his manners, however this did have it's limits as an unspoken code of conduct would make sure he didn't stand idly by when whomever he served made a choice that wouldn't serve their best interest. With all that muscle one was bound to consider his purpose was that of extreme manual labor or he had potential for the arena yet obviously flawless complexion would plainly state otherwise. He was a show dog, a very educated thrall trained in acts ranging from long term companionship to medical services with a rare focus on nutrition and physical therapy. Multi-talented slave was worth the hefty price in gold - the finer things in life always were.

• Playstyles Chart

  Always	Sometimes	Maybe	Never
  Always Longterm plots OOC planning Mature themes (With plot) Unique characters Up for suggestions! "Slice of Life" scenes 18+(With plot) One on One/Private RP Small groups (In public)	Sometimes IC drama More training Atrium scenes Random approaches FTB/Let's Just Say It Did	Maybe Direct combat Romance	Never Mix IC/OOC Attack without consent Death Mutilation/Gore

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