-shaggy white hair with long side burns
-one blue eye, one green eye
-fit, semi-muscular
-deep scar, clean-cut straight going down chest
-6'1"
-185 lbs

-white fur
-one blue eye, one green eye
-resembles a colossal wolfman who walks on two legs
-has a visible scar on chest
-slightly longer ears than an average wolf
-8'7" (standing up on hind legs)
-900 lbs

-intelligent
-sarcastic
-chill/laid back
-seemingly apathetic and indifferent in most situations
-straightforward and blunt
-impulsive
-quick-tempered
-inquisitive
-enthusiastic
-courageous
-impatient
-moody

Rupert Vanora -- Father | Deceased | Fisher/Pirate
Gwendolyn Vanora -- Mother | Deceased | Teacher
Accalia Aero -- Lycan | Living | Ex-Fiancé | Still loves her deeply but is too humiliated and shamed to be near her
Rozlin Redd -- SOHNS Hunter | Living | Enemy | Intrigued by her

It wouldn't exactly be fair to say that anyone's experience when it comes to being turned into a werewolf is particularly easy (even when it comes to the groupies who ask for it), though it was especially traumatic in Velganos's case.

When Velganos was a young man, he met a girl in passing who he, upon seeing her, instantly was drawn to. Her name, as he discovered upon "coincidentally" running into her again, was Accalia. She was everything ever other girl was not. She had this fire about her, this passion and wildness that he had never seen before, and yet, she was completely in control of herself and her life. She was a confident self-starter with big dreams and an even bigger wallet, having come from a very well-off family. Accalia became the love of Vel's life, and he was her soul mate who helped bring her dreams of traveling and experiencing the world to reality.

The night everything changed for him happened some years later. Velganos had been out drinking with some comrades one night enjoying himself. He wound up staying out late and, as a result, ended up quite intoxicated. Luckily, he lived closeby to the pub and was able to walk (or, more accurately in his case, stumble) home.

As he was rounding a corner down a poorly-lit alleyway, he found himself face-to-face with a gigantic black wolf. The only thing he remembers from that encounter were the bright yellow eyes, like two full moons, and the way the shadow-like creature overpowered him with ease. Being drunk, Vel put up little fight, but to his surprise, he was only left with a small wound on his ankle where the wolf had grabbed him in his jaw to drag him behind a building and into some brush. When he came to and awoke some hours later, he found the wound was mostly healed already and that he felt better than ever. He felt wide awake and full of energy and strength. It was as if he had just gotten the best rest of his life. Dazed and confused, he made his way back home to a very worried Accalia who stayed up all night waiting for him. He reassured her that he was fine, but thought better of mentioning anything about a wolf or a wound that magically healed itself, attributing the entire experience to his intoxication, and instead told her he simply got a bit too drunk and passed out on his walk home, and followed it up with many apologies.

The days went by as usual, though as the weeks wore on and the closer it got to a full moon, the more and more animalistic and instinctual Velganos began to feel. He found himself craving meat and sex and anything physical. He started running in the mornings just to work off some of his excess energy. By the time the full moon did at last reveal itself, Velganos was a slave to its pull. He transformed, much against his will and to his utmost surprise, right in the middle of his and Accalia's living room that evening. As soon as the wolf took over, Velganos's mind was gone, replaced only by instinct and needs. Accalia tried to stop him from leaving their house, fearing hunters would find him, but in the process of getting in his way, Velganos attacked her, biting at her and eventually throwing her aside before he fled.

When dawn finally stripped him of his fur and returned him to human form, Velganos ran home, terrified, only to find Accalia wrapped in self-made dressings and in tears. As soon as he spotted her, he knew what he had done. Come next full moon, she would be transforming into a mindless wolf too. He had passed on his own worst nightmare to her.

Enraged and furious at both himself and the black wolf that turned him, Velganos fled, too mortified and too scared to be near Accalia, for fear of hurting her further. Their relationship was left in shambles.

Vel's form has become so severe, due to the nature of his becoming a lycan, that it has completely overtaken him, forcing a transformation upon him in his most emotionally unstable or enraged moments. He no doubt would be an Adult lycan by now, but because of his post traumatic stress, he cannot harness control over himself. He has discovered one source of inner peace, however, in the form of powerful underground drugs, known as Dog Chow on the street, whose real brand name is Temppressant. The drugs, if taken regularly once a day, help his mind remain intact whenever he undergoes a transformation and also allows him to transform upon will. Additionally, the Dog Chow allows him to remain human, even when under stress or feeling particularly angered, when he normally otherwise would transform.

On one of his excursions, Vel unknowingly stumbled upon a rogue wolf hunter, a burly man who was renowned in the area for slaying many a beast. Velganos barely managed to escape with his life, but he did get away with a souvenir in the form of a large and deep scar across his chest, which is now just another distinguishing feature of his, a war-wound he wears with shame, as he never managed to get his revenge on the hunter, whom he later found out was Albert Redd, father to Rozlin Redd.

Velganos hides behind his tough and sarcastic and seemingly indifferent exterior, but in actuality, he is a troubled being with a difficult past.

-long, chocolate brown hair
-cinnamon brown eyes
-thin
-usually sports scrapes and bruises
-has a 5-clawed scar going down her back
-5'7"
-117 lbs

-a true Scorpio
-fiercely independent
-witty
-sharp
-loyal
-passionate
-resourceful
-observant
-dynamic
-obsessive
-suspicious
-manipulative
-unyielding

Roland Redd -- Great Grandfather | Deceased | Known for slaying an Ancient
Ulric Redd -- Grandfather | Living | Founded SOHNS
Albert Redd -- Father | Deceased | Blacksmith | Compassionate person
Emily Redd -- Mother | Living | Seamstress for SOHNS | Stern woman
Velganos Vanora -- Lycan | Living | Enemy | Inappropriately attracted to him
Corbin Crane -- Human Hunter | Living | Friend/Rival | Some chemistry there

Rozlin doesn't talk about herself much or her personal life, so only the people very close to her truly even know who she is. To most everyone else, she is simply "the female hunter." Underestimated, misunderstood, undervalued, and belittled her whole life for simply being a female, Rozlin was never taken seriously as a wolf hunter. Despite this disadvantage though, she grew up in a family which had generations of legendary wolf hunters. Her great grandfather, Roland Redd, slayed a prominent Ancient, and so became famous himself. Her grandfather, Ulric Redd, founded SOHNS (Society of Hunters: Night Security), a now-widely-recognized organization of hunters who train and hunt together. Rozlin's father, Albert Redd, was on his way to taking over SOHNS in place of his father, but he was killed when he put others' lives before his and saved a family from a pack of attacking lycans. Each member of her family was well known for awe-inspiring and admirable accomplishments, but Rozlin was the only one well-known only because she was female. Her parents never had any other children due to complications with her mother's pregnancy, so her father was forced to train her instead of a son to be a hunter. Rozlin learned quickly, and though her father received a lot of criticism over training her before he died when Rozlin was eleven, she was just as good of a hunter as any boy. She made her father proud, which she reminds herself of every day, and that also serves as her reason for continuing to live up to her family name and hunt until every last wolf is gone.

Growing up after her father's death, Rozlin had to teach herself many things about hunting, since no one else was going to, even her own grandfather, as he believed women should not be hunters and disapproved of her father ever teaching her anything. Because of her devotion and passionate dedication, Rozlin learned a lot and grew more skilled every year. Though she wasn't nearly as physically strong as the male hunters her age, she relied on her wits and resourcefulness on hunts instead. It proved to be most useful. She even learned how to make and set traps for lycans. She became very adept at using a flintlock single shot pistol. Because the pistol would take so long to reload, she had to be very precise with her aim and also very patient, waiting for the most opportune moment. In addition to the pistol, she carried a hunting knife for close-combat situations, should it resort to that (which it rarely ever did, if her traps and/or pistol didn't do the trick).

Eventually, as Rozlin grew into a fine hunter and began bagging more and more wolves, even SOHNS had to take notice of her accomplishments and admit to her talents, allowing her to at last join their ranks. In time, she slowly became more respected and admired (though she is still infamously known as either "the female hunter" or "Redd's daughter"). To demonstrate her boldness and to spite the wolves and those who didn't believe in her, Rozlin even often wears the color red out on hunts, unlike most hunters (who do the complete opposite and wear camouflage clothing to help them blend in with their surroundings). She also claims she wears red to honor her family name, Redd, and to honor her father.

Rozlin possess a large and very prominent 5-clawed scar across the length of her back, which she received when she was 18 and attempting to hunt an Adult lycan. She misinterpreted the situation and thought she had scouted him away from his pack, but instead, some of his fellow packmates were nearby. They heard him cry out for help when she had caught him in a trap she had made. Two wolves came to the Adult lycan's aid. One focused on freeing his friend, and the other went straight for Rozlin. She turned to flee, knowing she was outnumbered and overpowered, but the wolf was too fast and was on her in no time. It slashed at her back, tearing her clothes to shreds and causing the deep wound which later turned to a scar. She would have surely died that day if it weren't for a fellow hunter in the area who heard the commotion. He had been tracking the same pack of lycans, which is what led him to her. He shot and killed the pursing lycan, and the two escaped to quickly tend to Rozlin's wounds. The hunter's name was Corbin Crane, a childhood friend and a bit of a rival of hers. After the event, Corbin did something that rather shocked her and did not gossip about how he saved her life. Instead, he kept quiet, thus sparing her from potential ridicule over how she, as a female, was not able to take care of herself out on a hunt. She never quite understood his silence, being that he was always one to pick on her and point out her faults, but was grateful nonetheless.

-long, straight black hair
-mocha brown almond eyes
-very light olive skin
-thin
-5'5"
-110 lbs

-jet black fur
-yellow eyes
-looks just like an average wolf, only much larger
-walks on all fours
-7'3"
-700 lbs

-ambitious
-generous
-sweet and kind
-encouraging
-analytical
-observant
-helpful
-reliable
-stubborn
-inflexible
-oversensitive

Lucas Aero -- Father | Deceased | Railroad investor and Businessman
Masumi Aero -- Mother | Deceased | Foreign Language Teacher
Velganos Vanora -- Lycan | Living | Ex-Fiancé | Still partially loves him, but has also moved on

Born to a white upperclass Swiss father and a Japanese mother, Accalia has unique heritage. Her parents met in Switzerland, where her mother's family had migrated to a couple generations back in attempts to find solitude away from the troubles brought on by the war with the lycans that occurred in most areas of Japan. For the most part, Switzerland was quiet and safe, and this reputation of security eventually spread. Despite growing up in a safe environment, Accalia always felt compelled to leave and find adventure. The life she knew was simply too boring for her tastes. She craved something more, even if it meant leaving her family and friends and the comfort of her village. That's when, as fate had it, she met Velganos.

Velganos was a unique man even upon first sight. He looked so different from her, with his hair that had turned white at a young age and his differently colored eyes. Velganos, who was originally from Great Britain, was a well-traveled man who didn't seem to stay put in any one area. He had dreams of seeing the world and made a living trading from one village and country to another in doing so. Accalia was immediately taken by him and found herself only growing more intrigued the more she came to know him. The two eventually began forming plans to meet one another each week, and soon these meetups turned into dates. As time went by, the two fell in love with one another, and Velganos made the possibility of leaving Accalia's home seem conceivable.

The two spent several years traveling Europe together until finally Velganos proposed to her, and the two decided to settle down somewhere in hopes of having a family. They purchased a rather nice starter home, thanks greatly to Accalia's family wealth. However, before they could begin their lives together, Velganos was turned into a lycan and unknowingly attacked Accalia. Because she had been bitten, she too was now a werewolf.

Unsure of how to react at first, Accalia felt angry and betrayed, blaming Velganos for staying out too late and having gotten drunk. If only he had come home at a reasonable hour, perhaps none of this would have happened. Instead, both of their lives were changed forever. Because of her outrage and very visible fear as she sat there trembling, Velganos left, accepting the blame and not wishing to harm her further. This was not what Accalia wanted or asked for though. After his departure, she felt alone and even more scared. Lost and unsure of how to react, Accalia found herself wandering the streets at night foolishly, frightened and perhaps, in part, wishing for death and also hoping to find someone able to aid her in her time of need. As luck would have it, that's how she came to meet a lycan pack leader who could smell the wolf side of her already, even though she had not yet had her first transformation. Taking pity on the girl, the alpha, whose name was Hendrik, decided to bring her back to his den, which literally was a den - a cave made from the earth in a secluded forest outside of town. There, she met others like her - the pack. She was introduced to everyone and invited to stay for dinner, which, to her surprise, was not uncooked meat. Instead, the pack, who seemed more like a family, had a long wooden table in a side room of the den where they all sat and ate together. She was served roasted duck, a loaf of the baker's freshly baked bread, and fine ale. It was more extravagant than she ever would have assumed. Though this was all knew to her, and though she still was unsure if she even wanted to accept being a lycan now, she was so taken with the inviting nature of the pack and the warmth of Hendrik, the leader, that she accepted when asked if she wished to join them.

Several long years went by before Accalia ever ran into her old fiancé Velganos again. When the two did meet, they were both in their wolf forms. Upon spotting her, Velganos immediately assumed she was the black wolf from his past, the one that turned him into a lycan and changed his life forever. Rage took over, blinding him until at last they bloodied one another enough to cause Velganos to back down and accept that he back down before he got too severely injured. Before fleeing though, he transformed into his human form so as to speak with the other wolf who put up such a good fight. He told Accalia he acknowledges her strength and skill in battle but will never forgive her for turning him. Taken aback by who was standing before her and by his own confussion, Accalia did not transform back into her human form at first, until Velganos demanded to see the human whom he had just fought. Slowly, she turned back, and, both as humans, their eyes locked in shock and astonishment. Velganos felt terrified to have fought her, not only because he still loved her, but also because he was so sure she was the wolf of his past. She resembled him so perfectly, down to her dark fur and haunting yellow eyes. He couldn't manage any other words and turned to flee, transforming into a wolf and disappeared into the woods. Accalia was left speechless.