Nelo Angilo

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Nelo Angilo
Player: Nelo'Angelo
Origin: Magical
Archetype: Brute
Threat Level: 50
Personal Data
Real Name: Drest Macleod
Known Aliases: old Wolf
Species: Werewolf
Age: unknown
Height: 6'
Weight: 260
Eye Color: grey
Hair Color: black
Biographical Data
Nationality: Scottish
Occupation: Mechanic
Place of Birth: Northern Scotland
Base of Operations: Sharkhead
Marital Status: Married to Katina Macloed
Known Relatives: Katrina Macleod, Dravin Macleod,Gavin Macleod.
Known Powers
Confidential
Known Abilities
Heightened Senses. Super Strength and Agility.
Equipment
His Chopper and Guitar
loves rock'n'roll nintendo rootbeer and motorcycles.Pretty much everything else is trivial.



He's what the werewolves call a Legend, and he's earned that title the hard way. He's old by wolf standards. Very old... He's also known for his first fighting ability. Where he stops vampire activity tends to cease. Little is known why this hasn't happened here in the isles. Either way he is not to be underestimated. Not known for his tact he's often seen as brutish and rough.Tough exterior and even harder insides. Nelo dosen't like you. He doesn't even like his own mother. So either prove you're worth his effort or get the hell lost kid. But once you've proven you got what it takes you got a strong ally. On Nelo's back is the Tripatch Emblem of the Iron horsemen Motorcycle Club on his his chest Sits his name tag and his rank patch of President and under that "Alpha". He has tons of tattoos. His body is literally covered.


Contents

A wolf named Drest

Nelo Angilo was born under the name Drest. His father Nectheck was one of the hunters in the pack, His mother Adrulie. Was the daughter of the pack's Alpha. The pack held a region in the area known as Biggar around the year 8500 BC. The pack was a peaceful one. More hunter gathers then warlike. Only fighting over food sources with other packs if a peaceful solution could not be found. Drest grew up learning his father's trade. He enjoyed the hunt and exploring that came with the trade. Often times wandering off on his own to observe the human tribes.

Drest's only short coming was his lack of skill and willingness in warfare. He would often find ways around attending any practice or training offered down by the elders to one day.

On this day Not far gone from his 19th birthday, Drest came into contact with a wolf he'd never seen before. This wolf did not move as he did. It did not speak. It was simply filled with hate and rage. It was what the elders called a cursed. Born of the bite and not the gift of Gaia. This confrontation changed something in Drest. Soon after this he began training. He soon found himself mastering all of the skills needed to deal with the threat of cursed.

In time Drest was placed at the head of one of the pack's war bands. He took many honors during this time leading the war band to many kills over anything deemed unnatural by their creed. Drest's pride began to swell in this time only surpassed by his lack of wisdom, and he soon thought he should be the Alpha. Drest was determined to fulfill his goals set apon taking this coveted position. He felt it was his birthright and none shall stop him. Upon the full moon Drest walk into a pack meeting and made his claim. As was tradition the old Alpha answered the challenge. It took a short time but the old Alpha admitted defeat and Drest stepped up taking his new place as the Alpha.

Drest's first action was to take the pack from it's roots. No longer were they hunters and gathers. Now they were raiders. Pillaging and looting from the local villages. Killing every human he could to discourage the spread of cursed and vampires alike. He despised them seeing them as the source for the disease. This continued till his pack stood before another pack. More then a pack they were a gathering of like minded packs. United in the belief humans should be guided and taught. Not put down and destroyed. In the midst of the fight Some of Drest's own pack turned on him. Siding with the others.

This battle raged for days. Other packs even coming to join Drest in his attempts to beat back the "traitors" as he saw them. Soon a field around this small human settlement was a battle ground for werewolves. Skirmishes went and came. Lines readjusted for weeks as Drest's true believers pushed forward. And the defenders stubbornly held ground. Defeat came when their leader came forward and outright challenged Drest. In his unending pride and overconfidence Drest accepted. Though what waited for him was nothing short of heartbreaking. Drest stepped onto the field to see his former mate standing before him.

A rage filled Drest. His anger over flowing as he lunged at the betrayer. His attacks meant for nothing but destruction. The fight lasted mere minutes his mate falling to his prowess with only a single attack to Drest's face. Leaving him with a reminder of his anger and foolishness. Drest left the battlefield that night. Leaving the packs to continue their fight. He later learned his side had lost and dispersed. Drest wandered his home lands for what felt to him to be eternity. Left with no war to fight Drest felt as though he was no longer needed.

Drest wandered Europe for a time. Only returning home upon hearing the Romans had began their push into his lands. Drest despised these foreigners far more then the humans of his home lands and he made a choice. The lessor of 2 evils. He sides with his countrymen fighting against these metal clad warriors from the south. Drest and his war bands were so fierce the Romans told tales of wild men devours the dead and leaving heads to rott in trees. Soon they build a wall to keep the "barbarians" from spreading to the south. Behind this wall Drest learned that humans were not what he had thought. Spending time with them learning thier ways and that of their Druids Drest came to respect some humans. If they could respect nature in this way then mayhaps there was hope for them.

After many generations Drest continued to live with his countrymen. Taking up the colors of a Macleod after being adopted into their Clan. Not long after this when Christianity began to spread into his lands Drest again wandered off. Moving to the wilds as the new generations saw him as a monster more then an ally. As time passed and raiders from the north began attacking the place he once called home Drest again made his presence felt. This time protecting the humans who called him a monster. Earning their endearment. Drest unwilling to share his name was given a new name. An old priest speaking only in Latin smiled at him thanked him for his stuartship over the village. They called him Nelo Angilo. A Dark Angel. Soon Drest even forgot his own name. Taking and owning this new name. Making a new legend for himself. Carrying this name with him in his travels across the world.


First Visit to the Isles

Nelo Angilo is a pure born werewolf. His exact age isn't known even to him but it's assumed to be several thousand years or more. He's been known for an intense stubborn streak and butting heads with who ever he was working for at the time. During his time in The Isles he worked for Sully(Aka Black Wolven) and Xotchile in the The Silvermoon Pub and Inn.Sully being one of the few fellow werewolves he got along with. The other 2 being Rune Claw and Sussie.

He could often be found in the inn either playing his old NES or behind the bar playing an old guitar. He was intensely fond of rock music and would often be at his happiest with his guitar in hand. Though this often caused conflict as when someone would want a drink or his attention they'd have to distract him from his music causing great annoyance.

He was also know for an intense hatred of vampires which he almost always called leeches. He hated them to such an extreme only curving his urge to kill them on site at Black Wolven's orders.((though what happened outside the pub wasn't under Sully's watch right?)) Most other supernaturals where met with contempt as he felt they were either weak or parasites.

after a time in Paragon his wander lust got the better of him. He departed for a time heading to parts unknown. He returned for a short time again taking his role at the pub till it's closure where he seemed to drop off the face of the planet. Occasionally though his haunting howls can still be heard coming from the jungles and forest outside the city.

The only known people he ever considered friends where Sully aka Black Wolven, Xotchile, Winsome Blue, Lady Roe, Sussie and Rune Claw. Aside from this most others where people he could tolerate for longer then average times.

Leading The horsemen

Nelo's made it his quest to rebuild the Horsemen. He's began gathering riders and wolves from all over the Isles. Thus far he's built a strong group and cut the cancer out of his alliances. His focus has come squarely on the task at hand. Make his MC the strongest. Having patched over other clubs growing the Horsemen numbers. He's also made it very clear to others were his turf lays. Nelo's had troubles along the way though. Some have come from the occasional challenge for his position, Though he is quick to put down any threat. This has lead to some rough bouts in the club house but all in all brought the horsemen closer together. Nelo's proud of what he's brought together and plans to continue his efforts. Nothing will hold his pack down this time.

Cold blooded Murder

(name of other character was with held on request of their player) Nelo found out why the woman had been interested in him. He realized now he'd been a pawn to strengthen the vampires grasp in the area. He went home looking for the one who'd been moving him in to place for her master. Upon entering the house he shared with her for so long. Nelo grinned a cold grin. She knew what was coming and didn't try to run. Instead she pleaded for her life and that of the child growing inside her. Typical ploy from a manipulating wench. Nelo paid no heed to her pleas. Slowly as he approached her his body shifted. There was no chance of escape. She knew that.In the morning Nelo left the house. The living room covered in blood. The remains of the woman unrecognizable. Turning and looking at the house he simply said "Family life wasn't fer me anyways". Then took his leave never looking back again.

Groups and Associations

Phoenix Insurrection - True Allies to the Horsemen. Nelo loves and respects Clint as though he were a patched member of the IHMC. Silvermoon Pub and Inn -Worked as a bouncer and bartender at the pub for years occasionally wandering off as he tends to do. Always coming home to the pub at some point until it's closure and burning.

Ghost Howlers - Nelo ran with this pack of werewolves till they proved to be little more then a nuisance. He killed the alpha of the pack and sent the rest scattering.

Rogue Entertainment - Nelo worked as security for the company. Left early on to pursue other interest.

Decendants - Traitous lying and manipulative. Fae aren't to be trusted. Best to put them down on sight. Including any who pledge loyalty to them

Iron Horsemen Nelo is currently the acting President and leader of the club. Joined with them soon after his departure from Rogue Entertainment.

Vindictive - Nelo conciders them untrust worthy and incompetent. Though very good at keeping secrets. After uncovering what their leader really was. Nelo's parted ways and isn't looking back

People and Relationships

Donavon Ronivan -Nelo's brother and best friend. Nelo Trust Donavon with his life. Nelo feels that Donavon is his true brother. A bond even thicker then blood.

Drako Grimm -Nelo's brother and the VP of the IHMC

Gavin Angilo - Nelo's son

Dravin Angilo -Nelo's son

Aerie -Nelo and Kat's girlfriend. She's a kindred spirit in Nelo's life. One of the few beings he knows as feral as he is.

Fully Twisted - Nelo's first wife sense he killed his first mate. Their relationship is an odd one but it seems to work

Winsome Blue -Nelo's first first love sense the death of his first wife long ago. Nelo met Blue while working at the Silvermoon Pub and Inn. Though he missed his chance to have a real relationship beliving Blue had eyes for another. To this day he regrets that decision. She still holds a special place. Though he makes a point of avoiding her to keep those old feelings from trudging up.

Black Wolven and Xotchile Probaly the only other Werewolf that's ever beaten Nelo in a fight. Nelo respects and follows Sully and the lessons he learned from him till this day. It was said Nelo mourned when Sully and his wife Xotchile moved out of the isles. Though Nelo will never admit it.

Delicious Doll -Hated enemy and rival. Though Nelo barely conciders her strong enough to be a rival. She's a nack for hiding and getting protection from Nelo's claws.

Grace Sterling -Nelo's secound relationship in the Isles. And probaly his worse and most regreted. Finding himself used as a pawn for the gain of herself and her employer.

Kenna Grainne - One of the biggest mistakes of his life. This fae manipulated him into fighting a war for her. Then pulled his strings to have him protect her people at his own risk. This is the last time he trust a fae. Or female for that matter.

Solustrae -Kenna's husband. Nelo conciders Sol to be a threat. One he'll deal with when the insult to wolves raises his head from the gutter of Kenna's slit.

Esau -Another brother in the Iron Horsemen. Conan has sence moved on but Nelo would still trust him with his life.

Rosabella Moretti -A vampire Nelo respected and grew to hate. First chance he gets. He'll happily dig his claws into this queen bitch of the isles.

Maleya -Untrust worthy and manipulative. This female couldn't keep her legs closed if her life depended on it. Nelo's experince with this woman has severly jaded his veiw.

Twelve - An odd woman to say the least. Even odder is the relationship Nelo shares with her. They can be tearing at eachother one moment and shaking the foundations of the club house with their infamous sexual escapades the next. Oddily enough Twelve is one of the few Nelo is unafraid to hold back with on any thing.

Wu Mao Wong -The only person Nelo would ever trust to work on his bike aside from his self.

Comments section

Notes and thoughts on Nelo through the eyes of others ((feel free to leave your comments about Nelo here))

"There is little that can be said about Nelo. With him, you always know where you stand. Despite his potential desire to 'eat me' I find him to be a great warrior, a good and honest being, and someone I consider a friend. I would stand with him in battle any day, provided he stands downwind." *smile* ~Solustrae, Lord Consort to (Q)queen Kenna of the Wild Court.


"As queen of the wild court, it should be no surprise that the 2 men I love the most are eternals, wolfs, spirits unshackled by domestication and it's accompanying banality. Nelo, were he my lover or not, would be the dearest friend that I have aside from my husband. He reminds me why it is that I hate the politics of my kind. By necessity my husband must support my political decisions, advise me, and bring our court to the fore. Nelo provides me with the important perspective that sometimes I have to be the iconoclast, and just say, 'fuck politics' and smash shit up." Her Royal Majesty (q)Queen Kenna Grainne of the Wild Court.

"Nelo and I go a long way back. There was a time I'd thought we could be mates but he chose someone else. Good thing in the long run least for me seeing as how I'm happy with my girl. We're not the same. Definitely not anymore. It's hard for me deal with what he is. But I care about him and want to see him happy. Not the happy he says he can be but like I am. He accepts me for what I am and understands what drives me. I can't say that about some other people and that means more than he could ever know. Life's changed so much that we might not meet up much anymore. He's got a place inside though. Always." - Winsome Blue



"Disgusting. He should stop touching me." - Nessa

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