Name: Jack "Jacques" Laveau (Not his real last name but family tradition states that it is )

Gender: Male he

Age: 23

Home: 1235 St. Phillip Street Right across from Louis Armstrong Park and two blocks from St. Louis Cemetery in the Tremé.

Orientation:Bisexual

Significant Other: None but that doesn't stop him from trying

Occult: Witch

Inherited Ability: Spell Craft

Special Ability: Alchemy

Hidden Ability: Water Spells

Occupation: Works at his grandmother's shop, The House of Bone and Chalk. Someday it will be his.

Family: Julia Laveau: Jack's grandmother and magical mentor. She "retired" from the conflict between the different groups when Jack was born. She still trains Jack or Jacques as she calls him. She also taught her grandson the proper way of cooking. It is important to keep the ancestors happy and there is no better way than cooking. Jack never knew his father and his mother died when he was born.

Appearance:


Personality: Jack is quick with a joke or a smile. When the sun is up Jack is all smiles and sunshine. But under that exterior lies a cold and calculating man. He always has plans with in plans. He tries to fix the wrongs that he sees and will go out of his way to right societal wrongs. Even if he cannot use his magic there are other magics that can work.

History: Jack was born into magic from the moment he was born. To the outsider it appeared that they were a normal family. They had a normal family except for the traffic death of his mother moments after his birth. It was as if she had just given up. Her son was raided by his grandmother and appeared just as normal as the rest of the family. He went to school like a normal kid and seemed to excel in sports in particular football. He got a scholar ship to LSU to play there and could have gone pro. Except he turned it down to return home and work with his grandmother. That was the only strange thing in his life. Now he works at his family's shop and seems content.

Occult History: to understand Jack Laveau you must initiate the secret histories. You see, the family was not as normal as it would appear and Jack least of all. Before he was born, it was discovered that only one , mother or child, could survive. His mother chose him and thus the first male Laveau was born in almost 120 years. The family magic would skip a generation and would usually be given to the eldest femal child. Since his mother was dead, Jack was now the heir. It was unknown if the ancestors would even accept him.

When he was five years old, his grandmother took him to the cemetery to meet his Great Great Grandmother. They entered the old mausoleum and Jack stood as his mother called out to their ancestors. The first spirit to arrive was a woman with a large headdress. The spirit looked at the boy and laid her shadowy hands on his shoulders. The other spirits did the same in return. The contract was sealed. They had accepted him. After that day, his grandmother started to teach Jack everything that he would need as a magical member. She then changed his name to Jack Laveau. Every witch in the family would take the last name of their most famous ancestor as respect.

Jack returned early from college to take care of his ailing grandmother and to finish the ritual to make him a full user. Now he is sealed to the land of the Tremé and to help the problems of those around him. He supports the Rebels and wants to see the vampires dead. Laveau's are always fiery people.

Occult Status:Not a leader of his coven but close to the top.

Additional Info: He is a very good cook since he was taught by a master. It is not odd to see him walking from his house to the cemetery carrying bags of freshly made food for his ancestors.

Name: Nate Caterini
Gender: Male and He

Age: 27
Home: 100 Lakeside Way



Orientation: Homosexual

Significant Other: None but everyone loves the guy from nature so a few one night stands. The pheromones help.

Occult: Werewolf

Inherited Ability: Superhuman Endurance

Special Ability: Superhuman Strength
Hidden Ability: Superhuman Healing

Occupation: Environmental Scientist

Family: None. The Vampires saw to that nicely.

Appearance: Look above
Werewolf Appearance:



Personality: Personality: Nate is a mysterious and reserved man, hesitant to speak until he really gets to know you. He portrays a ‘tough guy’ demeanor, often intimidating men due to his huge stature and deep voice. Despite his attractive appearance, Nate has a tendency to release Werewolf pheromones into the air, adding more desire and charm to his beauty; Nate is practically irresistible to women and men alike. To those he pursues, he is a very charming and confident man with smooth flirts and more than enough appeal to have suitors hanging by his every word. Don’t be fooled though, he is smarter than he looks; sharing a passion for knowledge as well as looks. To those he trusts, he has the ability to be very thoughtful and lighthearted; but can change to a serious, threatening and dangerous at the drop of a hat. Lastly but most importantly, he will fight to the death for those he loves; ensuring past will not repeat itself.

History: History: Nate grew up in around New Orleans for most of his life. He had a tough father whom was the Alpha of the pack, a sensitive and nurturing mother, and two careless older brothers whom constantly fought with each other. Childhood was great for Nate, he has faint memories of his first hunt with his father; which was terrifying but exciting. Though he had some good memories, life was constantly moving for his family; since his father was dominant with the pack, Nate spent most of his days out in the wilderness hunting alone.
As he became older, he became more involved with the pack; treated with dignity and respect for mastering his werewolf abilities at such a young age. Around that time, Nate would attend weekly hunts and gatherings with the pack; being carefully guarded as he hunted deer and antelope, he had never felt closer to his family. What Nate didn’t know however, was that a bloody rivalry between the Vampire and Werewolf Hierarchy’s were in a cold war; and unknowing to the pack, the Vampire Hierarchy was planning to break the silence with a total annihilation of the Werewolf Hierarchy on a day that nobody would expect.

The day was Nate’s tenth birthday, the pack gathered around in a deep cave, gnawing on the bones of a deer carcass while toasting to the young boy. One by one however, wolves began to disappear from the celebration; his father went out to investigate only to find lifeless werewolf remains, mutilated beyond recognition. In a panic, his father coaxed the Nate and family out of the cave and back to the cabin they lived in; where the Vampires were lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike.

As soon as the door was locked and the family headed toward the basement, an ambush of night crawlers had pinned the Alpha down; tearing at his skin as he began to transform. Nate’s mother and brother had begun the transformation in attempts to save the mangled Alpha, but to no avail; their necks were snapped and ripped from their bodies in front of the ten year old boy.

Nate lay petrified on the floor, crying and closing his eyes at the gruesome scene; which the vampires found oddly amusing. They took a lit candle out of his birthday cake, and began to morbidly sing ‘happy birthday’ at the boy; teleporting into thin air once the song was complete.

After the slaughter, Nate was rushed to live with his uncle in a shack several miles from civilization in the deep woods of New Orleans; the house was so well hidden that only a werewolf could smell the trail to the shack. Within those years, Nate was homeschooled by his uncle, becoming very cunning and smart until his graduation. The duo survived on the wildlife for food and the lake for water, living a feral life in the woods and perfecting his body and mind until he became of age.

On his 18th birthday, Nate’s uncle felt had matured enough to be unrecognizable, his uncle assured him that it was his mission to avenge his father. He had the Alpha family birth mark and immense power that no other werewolf could possess.

With that, Nate returned to life in the city, purchasing a Lake house far out in the wilderness with the money he made after college with a degree Environmental Science; making sure to lay-low until the time is right to strike, and eliminate the Vampire dictatorship once and for all.

History Notes
-Born to a regular Werewolf family
-Gained his powers at a young age
-Entire family was killed after an attempted coup.
-When Nate turned 18 he became an Alpha like his father and is now trying to play the game to remove the city of the strigoi.
Personality Note
-Can change from serious to joking at a drop of the hat.
-Smarter than he looks.

Occult History: Nate is one of the blood-born werewolves, His father was Alpha of the most deadly pack in New Orleans and his mother, the leader of a deadly Montana pack had been imprinted to his father many years prior, he was the youngest of his brothers. Nate learned of his powers when he was six years old and had spent many hours perfecting them. However, four years later a feud between the Vampire Hierarchy and the pack had turned deadly, making Nate the sole survivor. He took refuge in his uncle and swore that he would rise back to power for his Father and take down the Vampire dictatorship; no matter the cost. Currently, he refuses to take the morphine and since he tries not to enter NOLA, since it is hard for him to hide his immense power from the strigoi.
Occult Status: Alpha Wolf
Additional Info:

Name: Nefertari (No last name. Not her real name. Has been forgotten.) Goes by Neffy

Gender: Female, prefers she/ her.

Age: Ageless, or so she says. Really around 600 years old.

Home: 3032 Jean-Luc St

Orientation: Pansexual

Significant Other: Has had lovers in the past, at the moment, nope.

Occult: Vampire

Inherited Ability: Immortality, youthful appearance

Special Ability: Superhuman strength

Hidden Ability: Mind-reading

Occupation: Mortician. She does want to try to keep an ‘honest’ living. She isn’t just a soulless blood sucking monster, thank you very much.

Family: Only the one who sired her, but he’s been missing for 400 years. Last seen in Rome.

Appearance:

Nefertari looks like she stepped out of ancient Egypt, with dark skin, long black hair that she usually braids into multi-braids. She stands at five foot seven, very slender. She has dark brown eyes, that flash red more as a warning to others. She has a tattoo of Isis across her back, calling Isis her guardian. She became a vampire at twenty-eight, and that is how old she looks. She usually is seen in a pair of skinny black jeans, shirt and a jacket thrown over the shirt. She enjoys the modern style of clothing.



Personality: Nefertari is a very outgoing person, but mostly at night. She is friendly and personable, and still seems to have a bit of her humanity left. She is trying to make an honest living, since she is technically an outsider of this lovely city. However, she does have her scary moments, mostly when angry or hungry. She considers herself more of a lover than a fighter, which is odd given her gift for superhuman strength. But, she does tend to be a very gentle lover, only biting when asked.

History: Nefertari was once a very normal girl, with normal dreams and wishes. She was born in what is now modern day Cairo, and her family claims that they are descendants from the original rulers of Egypt. She grew up normal, was married, and even had a child before something happened. She was about twenty-eight and out at the market one night, when she was accosted, and turned. At that moment, her life as a human ended. She adopted a new name, to protect her still living husband and child, and left Cairo with the man who sired her. She became more worldly, and cultured. She spent around two hundred years with the man who sired her before going out on her own. She lived all over Europe and Africa, watching the world turn. Recently, (that being thirty years ago) she immigrated to New Orleans, and set up a home there. She found a house with an angel named Azreal and Morgan, and the three live together, for now.

Occult History: Nefertari became all too aware of what she was when she was turned. She is always fascinated by the new things she learns as a vampire, even regarding her own powers.

Occult Status: Outsider Vampire. She could be royalty if she wanted, but never liked manipulating humans.

Additional Info: While she feeds on humans, she never liked the aspect of manipulation, and never developed those powers. Being once human, she still regards them with warmth, and even has had human lovers in the past.

Name: Clariel

Gender: Female parts, but is agender. Prefers they/them.

Age: 257

Home:

Orientation: Homosexual

Significant Other: None at the moment. Lots of one night things, but nothing permanent.

Occult: Demon

Inherited Ability: Shape shifting

Special Ability: Weapons Mastery

Hidden Ability: Fire Conjuring

Occupation: Husker’s Restaurant, Cook/ Bartender (Mostly when the usual Bartenders are too hung over.)

Family: The Man Upstairs. The Man Downstairs. Otherwise, no.

Appearance: They has a short blond hair, with bright brown eyes that look like they are hiding secrets. Stands at five foot four, and is a skinny wiry person. Likes dressing in very girly things on the rare occasion, otherwise is seen in a loose t-shirt and jeans that have the knees worn out. Has a few tattoos, one of which is an upside down pentagram. On the rare occasion when her wings come out, they have a five foot wingspan.



Personality: Clariel embodies the fallen angel aspect of their life. They are promoted to making mischief, trouble, and wanting to have fun. They have left quite a string of broken hearts around New Orleans, since they doesn’t really commit. Originally before Clariel inherited the role of demon, they had been a sweet girl.

History: Clariel was born Marie, in New Orleans to French immigrants, and grew up on a plantation, surrounded by luxury and love. She was bi-lingual, artistic, and musically inclined. There had been talks of sending her to Paris to study in school, but then one day something changed. The previous Clariel died in a fight with an angel, and passed on his abilities to the next Clariel, who turned out to be Marie. In that moment she changed.

No longer was she the sweet girl that had obeyed her parents, respected the slaves on her plantation, and was happy. She became almost an embodiment of chaos, which was apt, since as it turns out Clariel is a Chaos Demon. Just one of many. The plantation that Marie had grown up on was suddenly thrown into chaos, as the slaves started getting ideas of rebelling, and Marie’s parents started fighting. Marie realized how much she was thriving on the discord of her home and embraced it, and threw away her old name. Clariel saw the downfall of their families plantation, and moved on, causing chaos wherever they went.

However, about thirty years ago things took a turn. They got into a spot of trouble with the nobel vampires around, and was about to face judgment when a new vampire turned up on the scene. Throwing around her age a bit, and promising to help clean up the chaos demon, Nefertari took Clariel under her wing. However, Nefertari really never kept her promise, but Clariel knew to keep the chaos on the downlow. They and Neffy had an off again on again string of one-night stands before breaking it off for good twenty years ago. They remain good friends.

Clariel tries now to hid their chaotic tendencies, but when rumors of a rebellion started springing up, their chaotic nature started flaring up again. They happily joined and offered their talents where needed. They also got a job at Husker’s, needing to make an honest income somewhere, and honestly, Husker’s is the most popular place, so it was good for finding one night stands on the occasion. They reside in a lovely home, acquired with money gotten in some less than legal manners, but no one can prove that now.

Occult History: Clariel became Clariel when they were about sixteen years old and the previous Clariel was slain. It took them a while to realize what they were fully capable of doing, but one they did, there was no going back.

Occult Status: Chaos Demon

Additional Info: Clariel like ‘em young. They take a special thrill in seducing young virgin ladies, and popping their lady cherry. However, their taste does range, but if it is a challenge, you can be sure Clariel will accept it. Also, Clariel tends to run hot, and is never seen with a jacket or sweater.

Name: Morgana "Morgan" De Blanc
Gender: Genderfluid (She/They)
Age: 25
Home: 3032 Jean-Luc Boulevard

Orientation: Pansexual
Significant Other: None

Occult: Witch
Inherited Ability: Voodoo
Special Ability: Future Sight
Hidden Ability: Air Magic

Occupation: Works full time at an incense and candles shop, Wicks and Sticks, located on main street. Also they will at times play at Jazz bars for extra cash.

Family: The only person still alive in Morgan's family would be their father, Samuel De Blanc. Now retired from his job as a cop, Samuel lives in the poorer regions of New Orleans, right by the bayou, and Morgan offers him any support he is in need of. Though he is aware of his child's and late wife's powers, he himself is a mere human.

Personality: Morgan is the epitome of an airhead. Day-dreamy in both appearance and attitude, she wanders the streets as if half-asleep and always seems to fall asleep in particular situations. Despite this, Morgan is always ready to lend a helping hand to friends and always seems to have a glittering smile on her lips. Morgan always puts their friends first, and as such can often forget to care for herself. Sometimes she may forget to eat, other times she may go outside without a shirt, it all depends on how sleepy/lost she is that day. Though they are an airhead, Morgan is far from truly stupid, and when faced with a serious situation Morgan will attempt to find the most helpful solution.

Though she is sweet to her friends, Morgan can be considered mean-spirited to strangers who approach without reason. When annoyed she gains a much more biting persona, chewing out those she just can't find in her heart to trust at first. She also gains this abrasive nature when around the more "regal" vampires in town, as she blames their rule for the death of her mother. Besides that, she is very childish, and a trickster at heart. Those she really can't stand are often subjected to pranks and practical jokes.

While they do give off the impression of being someone who handles emotions well, underneath her cheerful, dimwitted exterior Morgan is rather distant and apathetic. She has trouble understanding when someone else is sad or hurt, and though they truly wish to help they often find that they just can't due to not understanding. She often falls into states of depression due to not understanding her own emotions. She at times feels as though she is emotionless, just a puppet on a shelf, and will seem to disconnect herself from the world by hiding in her bedroom or bathroom.

History: Born and raised in New Orleans, Morgan has always loved the rich and colorful city she grew up in. Her family was relatively well off as Elizabeth Le Blanc, her mother, ran a popular diner down on main street. They lived in a decent home and spoiled their child with books and toys whenever possible. Samuel worked most nights as a cop, so Morgan was often left home alone, not that she minded. She loved to have the house to herself, to explore the creaking floor-boarded rooms and read mom's weird books. One day, however, things went horribly wrong.

It was a Sunday, the only day the whole family had time together, and they had decided to spend a whole day outside, picnicking, adventure, until night came. It was the midsummer then, and the fireflies were plentiful. Morgan, only thirteen at the time, would sit and catch them with her father. Her mother had watched curiously, and then with a sudden grin she waved her hands slowly, wind forming and circling between her palms. The fireflies were pulled into the gentle gust, and a light show appeared within her mother's hands. It was meant to be a simple show of magic, but those watching saw it as so much more. Morgan woke up the next day to her father crying, and the living room torn up.

It was as if a wind storm had thrown everything around the room into a state of havoc. She quietly asked where mom was, and her father simply pointed towards the broken front door and nodded. Morgan locked herself in her room for three days, and on the fourth she emerged with a soft smile and tired eyes. After that, she acted as if nothing happened. High school came and went, and with no desire to attend college she went straight to work. Eventually, Morgan moved out from living with her father to stay with Azreal and Neffy.

Occult History: Morgan became aware of her abilities after her first period. She had been teetering cautiously on a step stool while searching for a book to read in her mother's study, when suddenly she twisted her ankle and fell. Instead of hitting the floor, however, she found herself carefully lowered to the earth by what could only be a gust of wind. When she explained the incident to her mother, she was met with happy tears and pats on the head. After that, Morgan was introduced to her ancestors in the cemetery, and her mother carefully explained the Le Blanc family's history.

The Le Blanc witches were voodoo masters at heart. Hexes and control was their game, and their coven was once much more plentiful and powerful in the past. Now, most have been killed due to their rule-breaking, and lay forever tormented within lavender filled graves. It was a sad tale, but Morgan took it to heart and vowed to uphold the Le Blanc name to the best of her ability.

Her precognition abilities first appeared during her last year of middle school, after the death of her mother. The scenes normally play in her dreams, and are often vague and hard to remember.

Occult Status: Seer and Coven Novice

Additional Info: Morgan has what most would call a familiar, though the pet is not used in any magical ways. Qrow is, as you might have guess, Morgan's pet crow. He is an intelligent bird who resides within her room and can often be seen flying around town. Other than that, Morgan is a talented pianist who is well known on Main Street for her jazzy melodies.

Name: Luce Oleander
Gender: Male (He/Him)
Age: 315
Home: 4660 Holden Hills
Orientation: Pansexual Aromantic
Significant Other: Countless past "lovers", none now.

Occult: Vampire
Inherited Ability: Persuasion
Special Ability: Mind Reading
Hidden Ability: Telekinesis

Occupation: Luce is the owner of Club Plasma, the most popular feeding ground for vampires!

Family: Any family Luce had remaining probably died a long, long time ago. His closer family had been killed by terrified townspeople, and Luce had barely escaped with his life.

Personality: Sinister, flamboyant, and ruthless, Luce is a perfect ruler in all sense of the word. He thirsts for power and control, and finds great enjoyment in causing trouble and hurting those who could possibly hurt him. While he isn't the strongest vampire alive, he is definitely smart enough to hold his own in New Orleans. Though he isn't at the top of the food chain yet, Luce always seems to reach for the stars, and will always attempt to one-up someone who could possibly be a threat to his title. It may be very hard to discover Luce's true blood lust, however, as when he is not prepared to make a kill or deploy a scheme, he is extremely sweet, polite, and well-spoken.

Of course, his flashing grins and sparkling eyes may give away his real self, Luce tries his best to appear as "human" as he can in front of strangers and enemies. It's hard, however, due to him being very easily agitated. He slips often when faced with annoying people or situations, and as such tries to avoid those who could possibly reveal his sparkling fangs. Usually, when faced with attractive new strangers, he flirts big time, and seems to have no respect for personal space. Despite all of the horrid things Luce is, he does have a single soft spot. Young children and animals always seem to be safe from his glaring eyes. This could be because they remind him of his past, or perhaps her merely feels that killing those who haven't experienced life yet is too cruel.

Other than that, Luce is a coward who dislikes fighting head on, and he would much rather save his own hide than someone else's. He's a brilliant cook and drink-mixer, and can often be found shopping for new clothes on main street when not working at the club.

History: Born in France to an influential vampire family, Luce was unaware of the tragedy that would strike his family. He grew up in a big castle, and spent most days playing with his younger sister or bothering the many, many servants mother and father brought in daily. He was the Oleander family's princess, and in those days he had been so happy. On his sixteenth birthday, however, their home was stormed by terrified townspeople. The many servants that had been "hired" by his parents were all truly stolen daughters and sons and wives and husbands, and the town reacted with fire and vengeance. Luce hide within the castle walls, and merely watched as his younger sister was slain by the townspeople. He barely escaped with his life, and wandered the French landscape without a plan in his mind. Eventually, somewhere at the beginning of the 19th century, he became fed up with simply wandering and with no where else to turn sneaked onto the first boat towards America.

In New Orleans, Luce found that there were many vampires to relate to, and managed to make a living by opening a club for humans and occult alike. He moved into a ritzy house, and with power on the mind he aimed his ambitions high. He was ready to live in New Orleans like a king, and he would achieve power no matter what.

Occult History: Luce was aware of his abilities from a young age, but has used them mostly without guidance and training for a few years now. He is somewhat unskilled.

Occult Status: Vampire Nobility

Additional Info: Many of the maids and servants in his home don't appear to be all there. Their eyes are dull and they barely react if someone attempts to speak to them.