This picture is before Ty-yen was taken into being a Devourer .
WELCOME TO TY-YEN D. ROCHAN'S TIGER DEN!

Description and Misc. for Ty-yen!

• Name: Yuanti Lochramon Ty-yen Daemon Rochan
  
• Species: Bengal DarkTiger
  
• Gender: Male
  
• Age: This is one old tiger.
  
• Height: 13 feet 3 and a half inches tall
  
• Weight: Around the area of 1000 lbs.
  
• Fur Color: A ruddy crimson and orange atop the normal black striping.
  
• Clothing: A Gi top. (For those of you who dont know what a Gi is. Its a martial arts uniform top. Its style shows the knowledge and experiance. His Gi, red center cloth with black trim and lining, shows he is a warrior of high experience and knowledge.) And his red and black drawstring pants with his worn sandles. (...C'mon! Read the description!)
  
• Description: The tiger infront of you stands at a towering and overbearing thirteen foot, three and a half inches. His weight, though it is hard to discern, looks to be around the area of 1000 lbs, and oddly enough is perfectly porportional looking to his height. His body is covered by his ruddy orange-red fur and black stripes. Something strikes you as odd, and you realize that his stripes, black like the moonless night, move about his fur slowly. His species is definitely a tiger, but of what breed you cannot be sure.
  His body, covered in large scars, is the hardened frame of a warrior. His face has a worn and tired look to it without lacking the ferocity of his species, and the determination of his caste. His face is adorned with a single scar, running from the top of his brow, down and over his eye, and ending at the middle of his cheek. His eyes, a deep crimson color, have no pupil or iris. Their gaze seems to be looking to some distant and ethereal place, yet when he looks at you the stare of the tiger is, to describe it best, paralyizing.
  His head is covered with the same short fur that runs over the entirity of his body, and the same moving stripes. His eyes are narrowed, as if he despises all that he see's around him, angry at the world for some unsaid reason, filled with hate and malice. His muzzle hangs open slightly, exhibiting his four main fangs. The fangs look to be ungodly sharp and inhumanly strong, and gleam a bit with his saliva. As for the remaining teeth, they seem to be fairly normal, sharp still but nothing strange about them.
  Moving your gaze farther down the beasts body, you are able to now see his entire chest. His pectorals rising and falling with his hard breath. From his back you are able to see the six wings which have been hidden all this time. Each set flexing in perfect sync with all the others. The massive black leathery looking wings are in size sets, progressivly getting smaller from the top. The largest set easily spans seventeen feet across, the second largest only twelve, and the smallest set only a mere eight feet. He flaps them once and the noise they make is much akin to the sound of rolling thunder.
  His arms ripple with muscle, obviously he has worked out a great deal to tone his body. The powerful limbs seem to be in a perminent flex, even though they are not doing so. His powerful pectorals, biceps, triceps, deltoids, all bulge with the intensity of hiding strength. His paws, balled into fists as they always are, wait patiently by his side, almost looking like they wait for the instant a fight is to take place. His paws, oversized like most tigers, hold inside of them hidden claws of supreme sharpness and duribility.
  Still further down the massive tigers frame you notice his simple and tasteful drawstring pants, made of a rough cotton. They are dyed the same colors as his Gi, black for the cuffs and waist of the pants, the rest dyed crimson in color. At his hips hangs a belt with a few items on it. First and most important to him, his sword the Nodachi Longsword. The lengthy blade, a sword that dominates at eleven feet in length. To the common eye the sword looks like it would outweigh its wielder but such is not the case, the blade is forged of a light-metal compound of some unknown origin. The blade hangs off of his right hip, on the sword sheath which is attached to the belt he wears.
  Secondly, on his left hip hangs an orb. It glows with a soft blue hue, the perfect glass sphere held by three brass claws of demonic vision. A long brass chain is attached to the 'top' of the bauble and connects it to his belt. As the bauble sways in his stride, the sound of shadowed and muted whispers are heard, as if the glass ball live all on its own.
  The last of the objects that hang from his belt is a multi-faceted ruby with black letters inscibed upon them, 'W.O.G.H.O.V.' It too glows but only very slightly, and with a somewhat pulse look to the glow. Just like the orb it is held by three brasstalons, but unlike the orb is directly attached to the belt, no chain.
  Finishing off the massive tiger, you see behind him his tail, which is three times longer than it should be. The thirty foot tail sways high above him, its tip waving and the remainder of it undulating with arcane grace in its serpentine dance. His powerful legs support, giving the image of a sturdy oaks trunk and roots. Finally his oversized foot paws are graced with common sandles that seem to have walked many miles in their time.
  
  Now you know a little about the Furry evil me, on to the real me.CENTER>

Name: Ty-yen