Of Moonstruck Wolves

An independent, private, selective, and so on _Freyr Sköllson_ an OC Original Werewolf/Witch Hybrid crafted for the The Vampire Diaries.
As written by #Ştคrlit.

_In Character – Out of Character -: _
If my posts are marked with a / typically that means its an OOC post. Otherwise assume I am IC. My DMs are open for plottage and chatting, but please don’t spam my DM’s. Also, sudden IC DM’s that are unsolicited will end in a block._Writing Style -: _
My style is literate and paragraph. I do enjoy banter though. But please don’t godmod, metagame or force actions on Freyr. These may end in a block._Drama -:_ Drama of any kind won't be tolerated. If I see you reposting drama, cancelling people or dogpiling its an instant removal. However, this does not mean I support illegal material. If I see such content I will be blocking instantly!

_Themes and Content -: _
The Vampire Diaries and its spin offs are a supernatural themed series and it even has horror themes to boot. So, I prefer to interact with people who are of age. That being said I will never post explicit content on the TL._Dynamics IC -:_
Platonic interactions are more then welcome. However, as Freyr is planned to be Single shipped with a specific role. Any romantic attempts will be shutdown politely in character. Smut will be reserved for Freyr’s ship partner and only in DMs or somewhere else private. I am however 40+ years of age. If anyone is interested in being Freyr's ship partner they should look at the Wanted Role's part of his pinned or just dm me!

_Boundaries and Interactions -:_
Please be respectful. I have a life away from the screen. I don’t mind DM’s OOC to say hello but enough is enough._Crossovers and other OC’s -: _
My main focus is on the The Vampire Diaries verse however fandomless OCs are canons from other fandoms that I am familiar with are more then welcome to interact with Freyr. However, if I don’t know the fandom, I might have to say no._Inclusivity -: _
The writer of Freyr Sköllson identifies as a Cis Gendered Male and is Gay. This is a safe place for anyone on the LGBTQI Spectrum. Any bigotry of sorts will result in a hard block. Especially towards anti trans sentiments!_Final note -: _
Please don’t be afraid to reach out. Freyr might be a wolf that bites… but I don’t… hard ;D Also I reserve the right to update these at any time!

Basics

Family

Personality

Appearance

Appearance

Freyr Sköllson sports an athletic build honed from times long since passed into the shadows. Before he activated the original wolf gene, he honed this body of his by hunting and other activities that a boy may have enjoyed during the time period he was born into. He stands at around 5'11" in height. Yet since he was born an Untapped Original Werewolf, his features like many others of his species could be considered to be quite classically handsome, like as if he was cut from the same glass as a Grecian god or perhaps a Norse god might be more fitting based on his lineage. Now one would think that all that time in the sun, dancing with a bow inbetwixt the trees of eld, would end up tanning one's skin to a healthy brown in his teenage years? This was never the case with Freyr as he has always been pale of complexion that seems to give his skin a ghostly pallor. His face is framed by dusky brown hair that borders on dark blonde, that was originally let to grow long in braids. Yet it is now often artfully spiked up with hair gel.Now his eyes stand out strikingly against his pale skin and dark locks of hair, with their bright steel blue glint. They glow an eerie neon variant of this color when he shifts to reveal the wolf within, which only enhances the haunted look in his eyes. If he chooses to, he can shift and expose claws on his hands and let canines extend from his teeth. Like the rest of the Original Wolves, Freyr can perform the full shift, he is able to fully shift into a pure white timber wolf and even into the hybrid form of a wolf and man which resembles the pop culture form of a werewolf. Over the ages he has tempered himself and is able to control these gifts under the light of the full moon. As for style of dress, Freyr really has no real style when it comes to clothing particularly, but he dresses for comfort and often is seen wearing jeans and the odd t-shirt to match.

Personality

Freyr has always been quiet spoken in nature for the most part, which was an awkward combination combined with his physical appearance and the charisma he seems to have. As he is charismatic, people can’t help but be drawn to his quiet nature. He has next to no true experience with family, as his experience with such a concept left him abandoned after the Original Wolf Gene was activated within him. He is less likely to consider “family” of blood of value rather than his own “family” he has made for himself. Regardless, anyone who has achieved this sort of pedestal of honor is guarded with steadfast loyalty, and even has his respect and honor as long as he lives.As a child his father Sköll attempted to raise him to be a warrior. But he was ever distracted by the woodlands that were nearby. He however did develop a love for hunting, becoming quite adept with the bow. He was more of a free spirit compared to the rest of The Original Wolves. Not that he ever met them as he was a secret of Sköll’s. However the fact that Freyr had such a free will and spirit would annoy his father to no end. However he is known to be very loving and very few have managed to snag such a piece of his heart. One such person was the reason for his transformation from Witch to an Original Wolf/Witch Hybrid. From that event he has been left quieter and more solitary, with a lingering sadness within him.Now just because he was a hunter at some point this did not mean he was dim. Over the years he had a lot of years to pass by the time. He spent this time either hunting for the fun of it, often not even killing wildlife. He just enjoyed the experience of the wilds. Yet he did use the time to educate himself. Languages came to him easily. Whether it was English, varied forms of Scandinavian or even Gaelic and french. Although Scandinavian would seem to be the closest to being his native tongue.

backstory

Long before Freyr’s time, when beasts roamed the land was where his origins lay. Among these beasts did the first of Werewolves hold their origins in Eons' past, for that’s what The Original Pack of Werewolves. Time would flow like the ebb of the tide and these Wolves would evolve to be more like the humans we are more familiar with. Among these wolves was one named Sköll. He was a brute, strong and unforgiving. When they reached the era of Vikings, they were long lived. Sköll was one of the first to enjoy the Viking lifestyle. From this lifestyle of pillaging did he find a bride he stole through force, even though he already had a lifelong mate in Brunhilde. It was in the early 800’s that from this forced union a single son was born. This was Sköll’s supposed pride and crowning moment and yet it was also a symbol of his greatest shame that he hid from the world. Freyr Sköllson was this child, and as an innocent child he was clueless to the horrors of what lay beyond the borders of his mother, Ingrid’s hut. For Freyr was Sköll’s bastard son, and while Wolves traditionally mated for life Sköll did not seem to mind that he was for tenses and purposes, cheating on his mate, Haati with Ingrid. It's not like Haati bore him any pups, so he would have his little secret ‘pup’ and mate of a witch. At this time, he was cherished by his mother and distantly so by his father. It would seem like that at least. But it would remain like that for many years to come and it was these many years that his mother taught him the craft of their blood in secret. So, it was safe to say the Original Wolf Pack had no idea he existed with the exception of Sköll himself.However all good things must come to an end… and often with sorrow and tragedy in its wake. Twenty something years later Freyr had matured into a fine young man, one who would have assumed to be ready to take a bride and sire his own line of children. Yet he was disinterested in taking part in raids, and in fact in women altogether. It was a few years later that he met Theodoric. To Freyr the man stood up to all expectations one would expect when they found their other half. Love came suddenly, and blissfully. Yet to the Viking Culture and that the Original Pack had adopted such affections were somewhat frowned on. Little did Freyr and Theodoric know that they had been observed during one of their trysts by Freyr’s father Sköll. This threw Sköll into a seething rage. But he planned to punish his son appropriately. He organized it so Freyr would hunt a rare specimen. Little did Freyr know what he was about to take down with his bow, was his own beloved.Sköll had forged a letter and had it anonymously delivered to Theodoric. It was organized to have “Freyr” and his lover meet at a glade. This meeting did take place, but not as one would have envisioned. Freyr aimed a shot towards the rustling in the shrubbery. Expecting his prey, he fired an arrow. It was a fatal shot striking what he thought was his mark. Little did he know his mark was no mere beast but the one his soul was entwined with so intimately. Theodoric stumbled out of the bushes clutching at the arrow that Freyr had fired, it was firmly embedded in his chest. Grief all-consuming threatened to swallow him whole as the moon began to rise at its fullest. Anguish and torment almost blinded him to the pain of the forced transformation into the beast that had slept within his bloodstream until now and his magic burst around him with rage and sorrow. Once he had fully transformed into the beast, he reared back his head and howled one long sorrowful and baleful howl.When the early hours of the morning came the beast receded but the anguish, and the sorrow did not. He came face to face with the now stone-cold form of Theodoric. He yanked the arrow from his beloved chest gently, and used his hand to close the once soulful hazel green eyes of his beloved and he wept. This is how his “Father” found him. He was told by his father that he was disgusting and a waste of space. He was soon then left alone to his grief. But he now knew that this was his father… no Sköll’s machination. He carried Theodoric’s body back to the cabin that Theodoric had called home and buried him overlooking the sea on a cliff side nearby. Then with his bow and quiver slung back over his shoulder, he vowed judgment and Retribution on Sköll. For he was a real monster, and anyone who would get in his way would suffer the same judgment.Once he had returned to the place that he would have considered home up until now, he found it cold as stone and abandoned. Just a day ago it was full of life. His former family was gone and had abandoned him. He gathered up whatever supplies he could and other trinkets of his that he considered of worth and returned to Theodoric’s cabin. He would remain there for one hundred years or so. This was when he would encounter someone with ‘Theodoric’s’ face and this was when his cycle of brief moments of time would occur. Only to have them be shattered tragically everytime without fail. It was sometime after the age of vikings had come to a close that he would meet Theodoric for the third time, and like a curse it played its sorrowful melody of a tale.Ironically it was another full moon while Freyr was on the hunt in his wolf form. He was tracking an elk that would make a fine feast, and its skin would make fine leather to make clothing from. However, he stopped dead in his tracks to come face to face with another hunter, a human with a familiar scent? Despite it smelling so familiar he could not help let out a growl of warning. But before he could finish his warning growl an arrow pierced his side and he went down with a yelp. The hunter approached him, despite his warning growls and nearly got bitten for his troubles. At least the hunter was kind enough to remove the arrow… not. The hunter attempted to calmly approach him in an attempt to treat the wound but this was not needed. This ended up with Freyr shifting back to his human form to show that the wound was healing, however all he got was a stare of marvel from the hunter and whom Freyr realized was another incarnation of Theodoric. The two parted ways after that. But like a twist of fate they met again… at least this time Freyr had his hunting leathers on.Woodlands were not the scene this time, it was a tavern where they met once again. Freyr was having a cold drink of mead, when the hunter came up to him to wet his own whistle. At first, they were frosty but as the night and drinks rolled on said frost melted. When morning came Freyr awoke to discover that he had dragged the hunter back to his dwelling of solitude. They parted once again this time with more of a positive outcome. This led to just a little more faith being restored in Freyr’s life and so he left the original Theodoric’s cabin to see the world and what it held, vowing to come back some day. As he had to track down his soulmate. The days turned into years and many different milestones flowed from one into the next. Eventually he caught up with that incarnation of Theodoric, but it was a little too late. He found his beloved once more dead, having been killed by bandits. He tracked the bandits down the same full moonlit night and ripped them all asunder for what they did. With a heavy heart filled with sorrow he gave into Wanderlust leading further into the path of the lone wolf.It was in New Orleans that he found the Theodoric again. They connected once again and things became serious. This was where he met the Mikaelson’s for the first time. This time Theodoric was a Werewolf of the Crescent Pack of the Bayou and it was clear the Mikaelson’s had a displeasure for Werewolves in general. It was ironically the day of a full moon before Christmas eve of that year that tragedy repeated.Years rolled by and a coldness of sorrow had seeped into Freyr’s eyes as he had experienced the loss of his beloved so many times over. But it has been almost another hundred years since he last encountered him, perhaps this time he will prevent the loss and even use a certain menacing arrow made from a silver dagger close at hand, ready to find its mark in Sköll’s heart. For now he bides his time undercover as a student at Mystic Falls, Salvatore School for the Gifted under the alias Morgan Kenner. Little do they know that this supposed Werewolf is the real deal of an Original Hybrid.

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