Name: Lavan (Hebrew word for White)
Approximate time of infection: End of second month of epidemic
Ability: Thick Fat
Height: 4 feet, 2 inches
Weight: 340 lbs
The Spheal hatched alone. He felt no cold, or much else. He hatched out of his egg into a wasteland of snow and ice, as far as his eye could see. He had no one nearby to help him stay warm, or to teach him how to survive. But he had his instincts. He ate whatever he could find, sometimes catching a rare Wingull that had flown to far out to sea. Eventually, the Spheal evolved.
Sealeo was a terror to all that he attacked. He hunted aggressively, killing everything he found with ease. Once, humans came to the wasteland the Sealeo called home. He hunted them too. Due to the nature of his ice attacks, and the region he was in, the humans nicknamed him "Lavan Mavet", or "White death". When the humans left, the Sealeo adopted part of the name. He became Lavan, and became the self-proclaimed lord of the ice. Shortly after, he evolved again.
"The White Lord!"
Lavan hunted, and protected his territory. Being exceptionally large for a Walrein, he had top authority for any flying, ice, or water type who happened to cross his path. One day, a Wingull flew too far in, as had happened so many times before. Methodically, Lavan created a blizzard, blinding the bird. It then sent a water pulse to confuse it, and sent it crashing to the ground. Unfortunately, Lavan was too quick to eat the bird, without realizing the infection that it had carried.
Lavan's ice abilities kept the infection weak for a long time. Eventually, however, it took over. His heart stopped beating, and he craved more than the small pokemon he could attack where he was. He swam. He swam from the polar region he was born for the first time, and finally landed in a place he was unfamiliar with. The land was warm, very warm, though he barely felt it. It was dry as well, but he could fix that. With blizzard attacks, he kept himself in his "natural" state, and with his water and ice attacks froze the ground so he could slide. His instincts pointed him towards water. And where there was water, there was meat.
Usually will only say things such as "White King!", "Lavan", "Wasteland", "White Death", or similar as such
He wasn't killed, so he has no wounds, but he did die. His tusks are stained red from the blood of others, however.
Prefers to freeze his prey to death, or eat them alive.
Very territorial and dominate.
I would like to put him on Phenac when the spot for Hope opens up. :D
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