Dragomir

"When searching for the right step forward, it is often best to consider those that have walked this path before you."

Date of Birth:	October 11th, 1981
Change Date:	October 11th, 1997
Height/Weight:	6'2" ft. / 205 lbs.
Hair Color:	Blonde
Race:	Garou
Breed:	Homid
Tribe:	Silver Fang
Auspice:	Philodox
Pure Breed:	5
Risk Level:	2
Pack Name:	Legend's Guardians

The Eye of the Storm

"I am Dragomir Nicholas Mihailovich, known as Eye of the Storm. Elder born on two legs beneath the half moon, Silver Fang of Clan Crescent Moon. I am the son of Nicholas Mihailovich, son of Michael Mihailovich - known as Frozen Night, son of Nicholas Mikhailovich II, son of Michael Mikhailovich - known as Falcon's Beak, son of Nicholas Mikhailovich - known The Frozen Death, son of Michael Nocolavich, son of Nicholas I, known as Zheleznaya Gora. I am the Alpha of Legend's Guardians, the Master of Challenge and the Silver Fang Tribe Leader for the Sept of the Enduring Spirit."

Master of the Challenge

Eye of the Storm has challenged for the Sept Leadership position and won.

Alpha

Alpha of the Legend's Guardians. It is said he was once the alpha of a pack known as Terminal Velocity.

Age

When Dragomir first came to the Sept of the Enduring Spirit he appeared in his thirties, just a few years ago. Now though, he appears to be about twenty to twenty-five years older, and more resembles his Father.

War Poem

"You brought this War to my doorstep. You called for sabers to rattle. You cast stones at what I have built. You spun tales to destroy me. You are the great deceiver, the weaver of lies. I see the truth now, the dagger behind your smile. You thought you could break me, but you forgot who I am. You thought I would crumble, but you forgot where I've been. You thought you could isolate me, but I have always stood alone. It is War you wish, so be it. It is War, I shall return onto you."

Puddle Jumper - You may have gone, but you never left my side. Thank you for your loyalty, welcome back.

Evelyn - You opened my eyes to what Kinfolk are truly capable of. Thank you for your loyalty.

Battle Singer - When determining where you stand, start by looking where your feet are.

Chases the Wind - New prospect? Old friend.

Felicity
My Mate and more.

Student - Against all odds, you have always been loyal. Thank you.

Howls at High Moon - I shall fix what has been allowed, you have my Oath.

Lights the Dark - You took care of the tribe in my absence.

Lucky Bastard - I should have learned a different lesson from you.

Very Good Boy - Goodbye.

Chases-the-Wind - You rescued me, I will not forget.

Claws for Gaia - May you rot.

Dusk - Judgment is always a tricky undertaking.

Eloise - I've learned a great deal from you.

Faith - You honor me, still.

Frost - Thank you for your support.

Furio - May you rot.

Mocks-the-Dark - We shall see.

Halle - A good friend.

Like the Wind - I miss talking to you.

Honor's Keeper - Your ambition has blinded you to your puppet strings.

Mercy's Messenger - You made your choice.

Defiant Storm - You have always stood with me friend, brother.

Shaderunner - Your wisdom inspires me as often as it baffles me.

Lleutrim - You made your choice.

Weathers-the-Storm - Challenge accepted.

Puddle Jumper - Be free, grow.

Dragomir

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