Oboron

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• WIP

  This character is an extreme work in progress.

• Playstyles Chart

  Will do	Can do	Might do	Won't do
  Will do Low technology TGT Arena Whisper friendly Long term Plot/Storyline Para+ RP 18+ Only One on one RP	Can do Mature themes Freestyle Fighting Injuries/Mutilation Group RP 3+	Might do Your face	Won't do Love ICly or OOCly IC versus OOC Disgusting Fetishes Underage anything Modern Technology

• Info

  Name: Oboron Desyatkov
  
  Nicknames: Savage, Obo, Brute, Ass, Jerk, Oron
  
  Age: 34
  
  Species: Bicorn
  
  Sub Species: Human
  
  Origin: Russia
  
  Family: Zakhar Desyatkov (Father, deceased), Liliya Desyatkov (Mother, missing. Presumed dead). Alexsi Desyatkov (Eldest brother, deceased), Konstantin Desyatkov (Second eldest brother, deceased), Nastia Desyatkov (Younger sister, still living), Vadim Desyatkov (Youngest brother, still living).
  
  Relationship Status: Single
  
  Owns: Sanjay (Arouse)
  
  Arena Sponsor: None. Seeking.
  
  Height: 7'8"
  
  Weight: 340 lbs
  
  Horn: Long curved ivory that splits off into two prongs.
  
  Languages Spoken: Russian, Turkish, Polish and very broken common.
  
  Skin Color: Storm gray
  
  Hair: Long at the front cropped around to the back, long ponytail tied off near neckline. Black with purple streaks throughout.
  
  Eye Color: Teal
  
  Body Type: Muscular with a bit of pudge around his middle.
  
  Sexual Orientation: You are likely too small for his tastes.
  
  Body Hair: Chest is covered in thin curls of black hair, along with under his arms and around his navel. From his chin sprouts a long, wavy beard that falls just above his collar bone.
  
  Hooves: Hefty and covered with long tufts of fur, like that of a Clydesdale.
  
  Tail: Braided hair falls down to his calves, black with purple streaks throughout.
  
  Piercings: Both ears, eyebrows, nose, lower lip, nipples and groin. Naming them all off would take ages.
  
  Clothing: Leather straps over his chest are buckled and studded. Bracers tightly bound to his forearms with metal points, and a heavy raw hide kilt falling to his knees.
  
  Accessories: Large teal beads form to make a necklace, which holds a pole arm shaped pendant at the bottom.
  
  Likes: Fighting, drinking alcohol, eating huge meals, being waited on hand and foot, being complimented, being respected.
  
  Dislikes: Most women, disobedient slaves, mouthy individuals, his mother, magic, the supernatural.
  
  Personality: Oboron was raised under the ideals of a single clan, which didn't stray too far from the ideals of that time period. This means he is bull headed, arrogant, and chauvinistic. He looks down on most women as lesser beings, and refuses to fall into the idea that they can hold positions of power or fight in the arena. When it comes to relationships, Oboron doesn't truly believe in the concept of love. When picking women to marry, it is mostly a matter of servitude or carrying on the bloodline. The most love Oboron can show for anything is his weapon, the shattering sun, which he values above all else. With women he is very picky as far as appearance. If a woman is not at least close to the size he is, he is far less inclined to show interest. This is mostly due to the matters of sex. Realistically speaking, he is big. If his weight alone wasn't enough of a factor, his genitals would be. If he did choose a smaller woman for a bride, she'd be restricted to serving and cooking duties alone.
  
  He isn't the smartest being alive, lacking plenty of social skills and knowledge that would come in handy for others. He mostly relies on the intimidation factor of his size to get him by, as well as his skill in combat. He can read some Russian, but that is as far as his intellect really goes. He tries to hide the fact he cannot read common at all, if only to save face and not show weakness. While he can speak broken common, there are many words that are still lost on him in meaning. He seems genuinely curious to learn more, but isn't so good about asking for it.
  
  He is terrified of all things magic or supernatural. The only thing he tolerates is the enchantment used to shrink his pole arm down for between battles. Even that took some getting used to. He believes magic is devilish and soul rotting, and typically he keeps a fair distance from creatures known to use it. Under this list also falls werewolves, vampires, the fae, demons, or goblins. Anything that is not a mortal non-magic user is generally instantly hated upon first meeting. However since his clan was very against magic, he has built a slight tolerance against it. He is not strictly immune to all forms, but he will take less damage from magical spells than the average being.
  
  Overall Oboron can be described as a big brute with a one track mind, holding little to no empathy for those around him. He truly believes only the strongest survive, and anything outside of that range deserves to be destroyed. If it bleeds, he will want to smash it.
  
  What is a Bicorn?: Despite popular belief, a bicorn is not actually a species of any sort. During the development of a unicorn fetus, mutations can occur under various circumstances which will cause the still soft and vulnerable horn to split into two. While the horn will share the same base, often the tip finds itself separated and hardens as two. This condition can also become hereditary if two unicorns with the same disfigurement produce a child together. This in itself has spread the rumor that bicorns are indeed a race rather than simply suffering a medical condition. This makes bicorns a rare sight, and they will usually seek out others like them and stick close so as to not feel singled out.