@Katthaj thank you for the mention but I did indeed drop interest in this RP. Thank you though
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γB a s i c s
Full name: Noah William Beaumont
Age: 27 technically, eternally 22
Date of Birth: Febuary 11th
Gender: Male
Where are you from?: Ember Grove
γA p p e a r a n c e
Height: 5β9
Weight: 165lbs
Hair Color: Red
Hair Length: Medium, shaggy
Skin Color: Pale
Eye Color: Green
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: None, his scars were healed when he was turned.
γR e l a t i o n s h i p s
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: TBD
Siblings' Status: Thought to be dead, although his youngest sister is Angel Beaumont, a hunter.
Parents' Status: Both dead
Pets: none
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 7 with other vampires, 1 with anything other than a vampire
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 3
γI n t e r e s t s
Likes:
β‘ Indulging his whims
β‘ Destruction
β‘ Listening to stories
Dislikes:
β‘ Daylight, he finds it incredibly irritating
β‘ Humanity
β‘ His own, broken, mind
Hobbies:
β‘ Hunting and Killing
β‘ Reading
β‘ Torment the human blood slaves
Skills:
β‘ Very high tolerance for pain
β‘ Ruthless and headstrong, Noah is not easily swayed from his goals
β‘ High endurance
γP e r s o n a l i t y
Little remains of the person Noah once was, the amount of physical and emotional torture he received before being made vampire has broken down and reformed him into a monster. Noah acts selfishly, fueled only by his own desires, often times these desires line up with the clans so in most instances this works out for them. He wants deeply to be accepted as a vampire, trying to wash himself of his humanity with constant blood drinking until itβs but a distant memory. He has no empathy for humanity, they are but cattle for the vampires, the ultimate apex predator. Towards other vampires he feels a deep-seated need to be accepted, wanting their approval, craving it almost as much as he craves blood. He despises being alone, so much of his time as a human captive of vampires has made loneliness almost unbearable to him. His outgoing nature remains, he is friendly and chatty with other vampires, enjoying hearing the stories from the past older vampires have to tell.
He is cruel to his prey, enjoying toying with them, hunting and stalking them until their blood is made even tastier with fear and adrenalin rushing through it. His self-control is poor, still a young vampire Noah is prone to impulsiveness and canβt easily control himself in the presence of human blood. He often forgets his new found vampire strength and speed as well, and with how easily he is distracted by his heightened sense these things make it difficult for him to even be around human without seeming suspicious. He indulges in his whims, having recently discovered the fun of alcohol and still loving eating human food as well.
His biggest weakness is how fractured his mind is, those who like him might call him unhinged but most would call him insane. Noah often hears voices or sees ghosts of his past. He hates this, they are constantly judging him and his new way of life, taunting him with what remains of his humanity. The only thing that makes these visions stop is blood, something he is more than happy to indulge in. The visions and constant sensory overload of being a vampire make him prone to horrible headaches, and when his mind hurts, he often flies into fits of rage. He enjoys destruction, cruelty, and anything that helps smother that spark of humanity buried deep that he desires to rid himself of, and once it is gone he knows he can be truly free.
γH i s t o r y
Noah Beaumont was once a promising young man determined to change the world for the better and follow in the successful footsteps of his parents. His father was a celebrated journalist and his mother a brilliant nurse. The eldest son of the Beaumont family always had big dreams, aspiring towards greatness even if he never really decided what path he would take towards the promising future that surely awaited him. His interest in science and education pulled him towards a career as a doctor, and his desire to help change the world fueled his interest in either becoming a great detective or lawyer. He never settled on what career he wanted to pursue but he knew he wanted to help make a better world, tragically though his young life would be snuffed out, and that bright future stolen from him.
He grew up with two younger sisters, Hope and Angel, both of whom he was incredibly protective of, he made sure to look out for them and no one was going to pick on his little sisters while he was around. He embraced his role as a big brother and needed little encouragement from his parents to look out for them. Sure there were times, especially as a young teen, where heβd have rather gone off with his friends than stay home babysitting on the weekends but his parents both had important jobs and so he did what was expected of him. He always put a tremendous amount of pressure on himself to be a good son, brother, and student. He worked hard in school hoping to one day attend a prestigious university and spent most of his free time after school at baseball practice. At school he was almost effortlessly popular; he was good natured, outgoing, charming, and both intellectually and athletically gifted. While it all seemed to come easy for him that was because Noah worked hard to keep up with his image of a well rounded, all-American, boy.
His parents were too consumed with their careers and raising their younger daughters to notice the incredible amount of stress Noah was putting on himself. He rarely let anyone see him crack, keeping up the image that he was the perfect son who needed little parenting and allowing them to focus on what he considered to be more important matters. His occasional stress induced outburst were always written off as unavoidable teenage angst, and with Noah so willing to apologize for any such behavior his parents never really seemed worried about him. If his life hadnβt taken the unexpected turn that it did, it is likely that Noah wouldnβt have been able to keep up his faΓ§ade all through High School with the responsibilities and stress continuing to mount.
During the holiday season in 2007 his life changed forever. As he and his family went to visit relatives for Thanksgiving, they made an unexpected stop at a strange gated community. His father, the ever-curious journalist, couldnβt help but investigated the strange place despite the eerie feeling it gave off. They were attacked and taken prisoner by some sort of gang, by people who seemed to be impossibly strong and fast. To his own horror Noah would soon learn that these people were vampires. His father fought valiantly, desperate to protect his family, and was quickly slaughtered in front of his wife and children. His body was left for days, in front of the cage Noah and his family now lived in, as a constant reminder that they had no power here. He couldnβt be sure how long his fatherβs lifeless body was left before them, but they all were left with little to do but watch as William Beaumont rotted away.
Months went by as the family was weakened from the constant hunger and blood loss as they were used as human cattle for the vampires who lived in the community. He was helpless as he watched his mother and sister, Hope, fall ill and try as he might to keep his youngest sisters spirits up, he had little optimism left himself. As both his mother and Hope faded away until they too were gone, Noah did whatever he could to protect his youngest sister, Angel, the only family he had left. Giving her as much of his own stringent rations as he could manage, telling her stories to keep her spirits up, and desperately trying to convince her, and himself, that they would get out of this. By some miracle they managed to convince a guard to let them go, a plan they had conceived together knowing there was no way they could overpower their captors. But Noah had a plan of his own, to create enough of a distraction that the vampires would go after him, giving Angel the best chance at getting out and surviving.
So, once they were freed Noah ran from her, shouting, trying desperately to fight any vampire that tried to take him and using every bit of strength he had left. He could accept dying like this if it meant his little sister would live, but once they had recaptured him, they told him Angel had been killed as punishment. This was the final straw for him, his plan to save her had got her killed and all he could think about was what if, if had stayed by her side maybe sheβd still be alive. Noahβs escape had done more than just destroy what remained of his hope, it had attracted the attention of a particularly cruel vampire who he would come to learn was called Celeste.
Celeste took an immediate interest in Noah as her new plaything, physically and mentally torturing him to see just how far she could push a personβs limits. Noah was already most of the way there to begin with, with his entire family and any hope of freedom gone he had very little to live for. In time Noah accepted his fate, he gave up on fighting and collapsed into a shell of person. He was broken, the wires in his brain became crossed and pain became pleasure. He was held alone in a cage with no light at all, the only part of his day he could begin to look forward to were the visits from Celeste. Sometimes to bring him pain, other times to show him kindness. He hated her, and loved her, it was all the same. This was his life until he died.
It was Celeste who sired him, and he awoke a vampire. By this point his sanity had been stripped from him. Noah had been broken down into a subservient shell and all that was left to create a monster was to remove his humanity. His first night as a vampire was spent in his cell, a thirst and hunger like he had never felt before, even through years of being kept in constant starvation, burned in his throat. He tried to resist the urge to kill the bloodied human tossed into the cell with him, but at this point Noah had little fight in him. He tore into human flesh with the savagery of an animal. Blood quieted his mind, it washed pain away from his body, it made him stronger than heβd been even before his capture. Another year went by and Noah was kept well fed, a constant stream of humans for him to rip into were provided until, finally, Celeste was sure his humanity was also gone.
Once Noah Beaumont had been a kind hearted boy with a desire to make the world better, now he is a savage monster able to kill without a second thought. As a vampire he is free, he can be selfish, can do what he wants, and anytime he questions this all it takes is fresh blood and his mind is quiet again, and Noah is content. Noah is no longer caged, he is free to do as he pleases and is a loyal vampire, having accepted that they are the superior creatures, and that humans are but cattle for them to feast on. Noah counts himself lucky to have been turned. Now that he has been successfully turned into a killer, Celeste has left, on to more interest places after having grown bored of Noah. Tossed aside like a toy that a child has lost interest in Noah is consumed with the question of what he did wrong. He tries to please the other vampires left in the community, and it would seem that what remains of the old Noah is his need to please others, now directed towards monsters.
γC l a n
Vie et Mort
γP u r e b l o o d?
Bitten
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γB a s i c s
Full name: Noah William Beaumont
Age: 27 technically, eternally 22
Date of Birth: Febuary 11th
Gender: Male
Where are you from?: Ember Grove
γA p p e a r a n c e
Height: 5β9
Weight: 165lbs
Hair Color: Red
Hair Length: Medium, shaggy
Skin Color: Pale
Eye Color: Green
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: None, his scars were healed when he was turned.
γR e l a t i o n s h i p s
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: TBD
Siblings' Status: Thought to be dead, although his youngest sister is Angel Beaumont, a hunter.
Parents' Status: Both dead
Pets: none
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 7 with other vampires, 1 with anything other than a vampire
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 3
γI n t e r e s t s
Likes:
β‘ Indulging his whims
β‘ Destruction
β‘ Listening to stories
Dislikes:
β‘ Daylight, he finds it incredibly irritating
β‘ Humanity
β‘ His own, broken, mind
Hobbies:
β‘ Hunting and Killing
β‘ Reading
β‘ Torment the human blood slaves
Skills:
β‘ Very high tolerance for pain
β‘ Ruthless and headstrong, Noah is not easily swayed from his goals
β‘ High endurance
γP e r s o n a l i t y
Little remains of the person Noah once was, the amount of physical and emotional torture he received before being made vampire has broken down and reformed him into a monster. Noah acts selfishly, fueled only by his own desires, often times these desires line up with the clans so in most instances this works out for them. He wants deeply to be accepted as a vampire, trying to wash himself of his humanity with constant blood drinking until itβs but a distant memory. He has no empathy for humanity, they are but cattle for the vampires, the ultimate apex predator. Towards other vampires he feels a deep-seated need to be accepted, wanting their approval, craving it almost as much as he craves blood. He despises being alone, so much of his time as a human captive of vampires has made loneliness almost unbearable to him. His outgoing nature remains, he is friendly and chatty with other vampires, enjoying hearing the stories from the past older vampires have to tell.
He is cruel to his prey, enjoying toying with them, hunting and stalking them until their blood is made even tastier with fear and adrenalin rushing through it. His self-control is poor, still a young vampire Noah is prone to impulsiveness and canβt easily control himself in the presence of human blood. He often forgets his new found vampire strength and speed as well, and with how easily he is distracted by his heightened sense these things make it difficult for him to even be around human without seeming suspicious. He indulges in his whims, having recently discovered the fun of alcohol and still loving eating human food as well.
His biggest weakness is how fractured his mind is, those who like him might call him unhinged but most would call him insane. Noah often hears voices or sees ghosts of his past. He hates this, they are constantly judging him and his new way of life, taunting him with what remains of his humanity. The only thing that makes these visions stop is blood, something he is more than happy to indulge in. The visions and constant sensory overload of being a vampire make him prone to horrible headaches, and when his mind hurts, he often flies into fits of rage. He enjoys destruction, cruelty, and anything that helps smother that spark of humanity buried deep that he desires to rid himself of, and once it is gone he knows he can be truly free.
γH i s t o r y
Noah Beaumont was once a promising young man determined to change the world for the better and follow in the successful footsteps of his parents. His father was a celebrated journalist and his mother a brilliant nurse. The eldest son of the Beaumont family always had big dreams, aspiring towards greatness even if he never really decided what path he would take towards the promising future that surely awaited him. His interest in science and education pulled him towards a career as a doctor, and his desire to help change the world fueled his interest in either becoming a great detective or lawyer. He never settled on what career he wanted to pursue but he knew he wanted to help make a better world, tragically though his young life would be snuffed out, and that bright future stolen from him.
He grew up with two younger sisters, Hope and Angel, both of whom he was incredibly protective of, he made sure to look out for them and no one was going to pick on his little sisters while he was around. He embraced his role as a big brother and needed little encouragement from his parents to look out for them. Sure there were times, especially as a young teen, where heβd have rather gone off with his friends than stay home babysitting on the weekends but his parents both had important jobs and so he did what was expected of him. He always put a tremendous amount of pressure on himself to be a good son, brother, and student. He worked hard in school hoping to one day attend a prestigious university and spent most of his free time after school at baseball practice. At school he was almost effortlessly popular; he was good natured, outgoing, charming, and both intellectually and athletically gifted. While it all seemed to come easy for him that was because Noah worked hard to keep up with his image of a well rounded, all-American, boy.
His parents were too consumed with their careers and raising their younger daughters to notice the incredible amount of stress Noah was putting on himself. He rarely let anyone see him crack, keeping up the image that he was the perfect son who needed little parenting and allowing them to focus on what he considered to be more important matters. His occasional stress induced outburst were always written off as unavoidable teenage angst, and with Noah so willing to apologize for any such behavior his parents never really seemed worried about him. If his life hadnβt taken the unexpected turn that it did, it is likely that Noah wouldnβt have been able to keep up his faΓ§ade all through High School with the responsibilities and stress continuing to mount.
During the holiday season in 2007 his life changed forever. As he and his family went to visit relatives for Thanksgiving, they made an unexpected stop at a strange gated community. His father, the ever-curious journalist, couldnβt help but investigated the strange place despite the eerie feeling it gave off. They were attacked and taken prisoner by some sort of gang, by people who seemed to be impossibly strong and fast. To his own horror Noah would soon learn that these people were vampires. His father fought valiantly, desperate to protect his family, and was quickly slaughtered in front of his wife and children. His body was left for days, in front of the cage Noah and his family now lived in, as a constant reminder that they had no power here. He couldnβt be sure how long his fatherβs lifeless body was left before them, but they all were left with little to do but watch as William Beaumont rotted away.
Months went by as the family was weakened from the constant hunger and blood loss as they were used as human cattle for the vampires who lived in the community. He was helpless as he watched his mother and sister, Hope, fall ill and try as he might to keep his youngest sisters spirits up, he had little optimism left himself. As both his mother and Hope faded away until they too were gone, Noah did whatever he could to protect his youngest sister, Angel, the only family he had left. Giving her as much of his own stringent rations as he could manage, telling her stories to keep her spirits up, and desperately trying to convince her, and himself, that they would get out of this. By some miracle they managed to convince a guard to let them go, a plan they had conceived together knowing there was no way they could overpower their captors. But Noah had a plan of his own, to create enough of a distraction that the vampires would go after him, giving Angel the best chance at getting out and surviving.
So, once they were freed Noah ran from her, shouting, trying desperately to fight any vampire that tried to take him and using every bit of strength he had left. He could accept dying like this if it meant his little sister would live, but once they had recaptured him, they told him Angel had been killed as punishment. This was the final straw for him, his plan to save her had got her killed and all he could think about was what if, if had stayed by her side maybe sheβd still be alive. Noahβs escape had done more than just destroy what remained of his hope, it had attracted the attention of a particularly cruel vampire who he would come to learn was called Celeste.
Celeste took an immediate interest in Noah as her new plaything, physically and mentally torturing him to see just how far she could push a personβs limits. Noah was already most of the way there to begin with, with his entire family and any hope of freedom gone he had very little to live for. In time Noah accepted his fate, he gave up on fighting and collapsed into a shell of person. He was broken, the wires in his brain became crossed and pain became pleasure. He was held alone in a cage with no light at all, the only part of his day he could begin to look forward to were the visits from Celeste. Sometimes to bring him pain, other times to show him kindness. He hated her, and loved her, it was all the same. This was his life until he died.
It was Celeste who sired him, and he awoke a vampire. By this point his sanity had been stripped from him. Noah had been broken down into a subservient shell and all that was left to create a monster was to remove his humanity. His first night as a vampire was spent in his cell, a thirst and hunger like he had never felt before, even through years of being kept in constant starvation, burned in his throat. He tried to resist the urge to kill the bloodied human tossed into the cell with him, but at this point Noah had little fight in him. He tore into human flesh with the savagery of an animal. Blood quieted his mind, it washed pain away from his body, it made him stronger than heβd been even before his capture. Another year went by and Noah was kept well fed, a constant stream of humans for him to rip into were provided until, finally, Celeste was sure his humanity was also gone.
Once Noah Beaumont had been a kind hearted boy with a desire to make the world better, now he is a savage monster able to kill without a second thought. As a vampire he is free, he can be selfish, can do what he wants, and anytime he questions this all it takes is fresh blood and his mind is quiet again, and Noah is content. Noah is no longer caged, he is free to do as he pleases and is a loyal vampire, having accepted that they are the superior creatures, and that humans are but cattle for them to feast on. Noah counts himself lucky to have been turned. Now that he has been successfully turned into a killer, Celeste has left, on to more interest places after having grown bored of Noah. Tossed aside like a toy that a child has lost interest in Noah is consumed with the question of what he did wrong. He tries to please the other vampires left in the community, and it would seem that what remains of the old Noah is his need to please others, now directed towards monsters.
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γP u r e b l o o d?
Bitten
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γB a s i c s
Full name: Damien Crawford
Age: 26
Date of Birth: 15 March 1994
Gender: Male
Where are you from?: Portland, Oregon
γA p p e a r a n c e
Height: 6ft
Weight: 175 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Short
Skin Color: A bit pale
Eye Color: Gray
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: Tattoo, Tattoo Tattoo of his older brotherβs name, Marion, along his left forearm with the date 07-06-2006.
Detail your werewolf form: Approximately 6β8β with primarily black fur with strands of brown within.
γR e l a t i o n s h i p s
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: None.
Siblings' Status: Marion Crawford (brother, deceased)
Parents' Status: Allister Crawford (father, unknown), Illiana Crawford (mother, unknown)
Pets: A Raven named Lucy. His familiar.
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 1
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 1
γI n t e r e s t s
Likes:
Three minimum.
β‘ Harming his enemies
β‘ Night life (clubs, bars, drinking, one-nighters)
β‘ Being a mystery
β‘ Lucy
Dislikes:
Three minimum.
β‘ Witches
β‘ Vampires
β‘ Rigid Rules
β‘ Stagnancy
Hobbies:
Three minimum.
β‘ Taking long walks through town
β‘ Playing pick-up games with locals
β‘ Winding down with the locals
Skills:
Three minimum.
β‘ Manipulation game is on point. Ask Rose.
β‘ Keeping Tabs
β‘ Patience
β‘ Charismatic
γP e r s o n a l i t y
Damien. He is a man who was granted purpose from his twisted idea of vengeance. It's the only thing that truly and deeply motivates his actions, leaving other activities to just be moments where he could think on his personal vendetta and the objectives that lined up to remedy it. This is a product of the use and abuse of dark magic mixed with the betrayal from all whom he used to hold dear.
Damien normally has a nonchalant and almost laidback demeanor. This is usually because he's constantly thinking of his next move or all the pain that had occurred in his past. However, in the heat of the moment, Damien seems to become very impassioned. He'll laugh, he'll shout, and even come across as unhinged. A hint of a smirk is a sure tell that violence is in store. And witches in particular tend to easily trigger the livelier side of him.
He doesn't like to group up with others and would rather work solo. He does manage to catch meetings with the Holy Saviors to voice his own plans and hear the current objective of the organization. He treads carefully around the radical religious group in order to continue using their resources, even if that means acting as if they share the same motivations.
γH i s t o r y
Damien was born as the second of two brothers within a small witch family within a small coven to match. A coven that fell victim to a number of attacks from a savage vampire clan. After a large scale attack during a coven meeting, the vampires claimed the life of Damienβs brother, Marion. Despite being quite young, Damien took two things from the tragedy. One, he would loathe vampires for as long as he drew breath. Two, this world was cruel to those who could not protect themselves. The latter had been a solid motivator for helping him in his studies, but it also led to an addiction for both knowledge and practice as he wanted to not only be strong enough to deal a hard blow to the local vampire clan, but he wanted to do it using any means necessary.
When the coven leadership discovered Damienβs schemes for vengeance, they urged he be sent abroad while peace talks ensued between the vampires and the witches. Damien was sent away to a coven in Paris that was very open to taking young witches and warlocks in to study. Unfortunately, this only allowed Damien to study the dark arts with less supervision than before. He experimented with mindreading and minor hexes at first but soon moved towards studying necromancy on his brotherβs behalf. The thought of bringing his brother back from the dead was enticing. A standard necromancy spell wouldnβt cut it though. Damien was able to pull information on a legend that was nearly a fairytale to witches that were tempted towards practicing dark magic. A tale of a man who was able to successfully resurrect his lover, permanently. Most would discount it, but not Damien, he was young and determined. He knew he could pull others towards his goal. Many witches have lost a family member they loved, and there were always teenage witches willing to experiment with dark magic. In a few years, he assembled a group of teens that practiced dark magic with him. Some were quite talented, but one, in particular, grabbed his attention. A young witch by the name of Rose. It was easy for him to seduce her to dark magic. She had lost her mother, making her an easy target. Her ability to pick up on illusions and hexes was alluring to even himself. Heβd keep her around as best as he could, but playing with darkness would erase that possibility.
Damien eventually befriended Rose, and after some bonding, they started dating. It took some time, but the honeymoon phase of their relationship dried out as the practice of dark magic twisted his personality to the point where he was asserting dominance over those he called his friends and Rose herself. Like a double-edged sword, his negativity only made him more adept in using dark magic. When Damien felt the time was right to test out and perform the fabled resurrection spell, he had the best in his group prepare for the ritual. One of the steps included a living human being sacrificed. A life for a life. A soul for a soul. Damien had been so twisted, that he didnβt even realize the reluctance coming from his group. Damien showed up for the ritual, only to find himself alone with only a few others. He was immediately apprehended by the covenβs leadership who had been informed of the ritual and was sent back home to the United States to his parents.
His parents and his coven made a harsh decision, but they felt Damien would not stop practicing dark magic and would become something sinister in the long run. The coven performed a powerful ritual that hexed Damien, removing his ability to utilize magic. He had familiar, but he would never be able to cast a spell again. The punishment shattered the young man, to the point where he refused to eat for a few days. Everything he had worked for was gone. He wouldnβt bring his brother back to this world that took him too soon. He wouldnβt be powerful enough to avenge him and protect anyone else. His friends and family hadβ¦ they betrayed him. When he finally spoke to his father, Damien told him that he hoped the vampire clan would come soon to wipe out their coven, but he was sent back to silence as his father shared that their coven allied with a werewolf pack while he had been in Europe. The pack and the coven repelled the vampires without an issue. So everyone got theirs.
Damien did not accept this. He wouldnβt. He used a bogus ad about having a large wolf problem to draw in an operative from Operation Humanity. Damien didnβt think it would work, but it did. They brought him in and he told them parts of the truth. Just enough that they knew he was a ticked off witch that wanted to report his coven for defiling his kind by bedding with werewolves. It was believable enough that the hunters scouted the place out and then initiated a raid on the compound. Sadly, as Damien watched from the treeline, he noticed only the werewolves catching the bullets, while many witches were being captured. As the raid continued, Damien found a werewolf fleeing the scene bleeding out from the silver bullets that pierced her. Damien intercepted the beast but did not know what to do. He had no gripes with werewolvesβ¦ Then it came to him.
βChange meβ¦ Change me and I will get vengeance with your power. BITE ME!β
Damien had uttered that night to the dying wolf. He did not lie. He was getting vengeance with the werewolfβs power, but only his own. Once he came to grips with his newfound transformation, Damien sought out a group he only knew by name. A group he was sure would not just allow the simple capture of witches. Rose spoke of a group that murdered her mother without an ounce of mercy... The Holy Saviors, the witch hunters.
Damien worked with the witch hinters that were much more widespread than he had assumed. He tipped many of their operational cells to witch covens he knew of around the country while taking part in slaughtering what used to be his own kind. He even managed to locate some of his old friends. Their deaths were the most satisfying. Now, he found himself on the east coast in a place he was glad he saved for last. Ember Grove, home to woman he once loved. The same woman who betrayed him and left him to be this. Ember Grove would be where everything came full circle. Like mother, like daughter.
γP a c k
Omega Werewolf used as a Holy Savior enforcer.
γP u r e b l o o d?
Bitten.
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 β’ Name | Boris Shostak β’ Pack | Vagus Lupi β’ Gender | Male β’ Origin | Chernivtsi, Ukraine β’ Age | 86, appears in 30s β’ Date of Birth | 1934, October 20 Appearance β’ Height | 6'2" β’ Weight | 210 lbs β’ Hair Colour | Dark Brown β’ Hair Length | Short β’ Skin Color | White, tanned β’ Eye Colour | Deep Blue Relantionships Boris has a hard time with new people. In group introductions he would sit from afar, watching the new person, almost creepily, but he would be wary about interacting with them. If forced to speak, anything he says would usually come out pessimistic, which usually turns people away. His only romantic experience was with another wolf caged up with him, they kept each other company for many nights, but eventually, Boris was forced to fight and kill him. β’ Sexuality | Homosexual β’ Relationship Status | Single β’ pre-determined friends | Vagus Lupi β’ Siblings' Status | Sister, fate unknown β’ Parents' Status | Dead β’ Openness to Friends | 5 β’ Openness to Romance | 5 Interests β’ Likes πΊ Eating a lot, has high metabolism πΊ Being alone πΊ Fighting - more like used to it β’ Dislikes πΊ Confinement πΊ His accent πΊ Meeting new people β’ Hobbies πΊ Swimming πΊ Fighting πΊ Eating πΊ Listening to relaxing music β’ Skills πΊ Adept fighter πΊ Resistance to drugs πΊ Fast swimmer πΊ Can easily track anything by smell πΊ Strong and Agile πΊ Incredible swimmer, supernaturally so πΊ Can see well underwater  | Personality β’ Tortured β’ Pessimistic β’ Defeated β’ Dauntless β’ Hot-Headed β’ Gentle at times Boris always keeps to himself. Not because he doesn't like people, but because he doesn't think he deserves to be liked by others. There isn't a day that goes by in which Boris doesn't spend hours pouting and blaming himself for his past. In conversations he often limits what he says to one or two words, possibly because his English is broken, and he is self conscious of his thick accent, but also possibly because he usually tends to talk down about himself, letting others know that they should not trust him, that he's a monster, a villain. Only people who are truly kind are able to see past his pessimistic aura, in which case he might show a more gentle side to himself, as he experiences new trust in others. He often thinks about his sister, and also talks about her more than he talks about anything else. His accent and gentle voice are very charming, and his eyes light up when speaking about her. Despite always acting defeated, Boris is also dauntless, carelessly throwing himself into danger to protect others. He is hot headed, and can go into fits of rage when forced to fight. It's because his mind goes to a dark place, back to the dog-fighting rings, and he is put on auto pilot the same way he did when he fought his friends and family, and killed them. When it comes to battle, his opponents should be wary of him, as he has never lost a fight - which is why he is still alive. History Boris had a hard life, having been forced to participate in a lot of fighting when he was thrown into the dog-fighting rings. In Ukraine, those who know of werewolves, set traps for them, invaded their homes and forced them to fight one another for the entertainment of cruel men and women. Being part of the Pereverten Pack, which took shelter in the snowy woods around a city called Chernivtsi in Ukraine, Boris and his sister felt safe and protected. Their parents lead the pack and had sacrificed everything they had to keep it together, which earned the loyalty of all the werewolves in the city. Everything went to hell when a group of self-righteous hunters that called themselves "Sobaka Myslyvtsi", which translates to Dog Hunters, arrived in Chernivtsi. The group had been moving from city to city, collecting all the werewolves that they could, and put them in cages that were managed like a circus. The werewolves were forced to kill one another, kill their own families, as the Dog Hunters drugged them and turned them into violent beasts. A crowd would gather, and the Dog Watchers would earn their coins as people placed their bets on who would die. And they did not discriminate, children and the elderly were forced to fight as well. Having been born pure-bloods, Boris and his sister Anya were very valuable for the Dog Watchers, believing they could earn a lot of money as many would love to see them fight. When the Dog Hunters stormed the pack's homes, dragging children out of their beds, Boris' parents laid their lives to protect Anya and him, giving them a chance to escape the invasion into the city, where their human teacher hid them. Boris and Anya learned control of their Lycanthropy from a young age and therefore were allowed to attend school with other students. Nadiya Dyachuk, a human school teacher, was an ally to the Pereverten Pack, and often helped them in having good relations with the residents of the city while keeping their lycanthropy a secret. Thanks to her, for werewolves, Boris and Anya had a good start to their childhood, but that time was over. Their alpha, their father, died protecting them, and their pack was helpless to the cruelty of the Dog Hunters. They hid for three days while Nadiya arranged for transport for the two to escape and leave the country. As they prepared to leave, they were found by the Dog Hunters who broke into Nadiya's home while she was out preparing a vehicle for them to leave in. They each hid in a different spot, and just as the Hunters were about to leave, Anya coughed. They grabbed her by the hair, laughed as she was tossed around. She transformed and fought them, killed two of them, but there were too many. Realizing his sister was about to be taken, Boris charged at the hunters in his wolf form and urged his sister to go find Nadiya and escape. That day was the last day he has ever seen Anya, as he was being restrained, he watched her leave, and the two shared one last look at one another. In the next 30 years of his life, Boris was drugged and forced to fight other werewolves, including members of his own pack. Knowing that his sister was still out there, he had enough willpower to win every single fight. Boris became their trophy fighter, and many people all around the country came to see him fight. Guilt and self-hatred filled him more every day that passed by. He thinks himself to be a villain, a monster not worth of sympathy. He was forced to kill so many werewolves, many of whom were children, and elderly who could barely stand up. As the years went by, Boris' body developed a sort of resistance to the drug, and it eventually had no effect on him. The one fighting in the dog-fighting rings was entirely him, almost as if he was put on autopilot. He often considered just letting his opponents win, and finally, embrace death - but then he realized that it wouldn't matter. The dog fights would continue. One day, Nadiya attended one of his fights, disguised herself as one of the cruel humans in the crowd. She knew that the drug eventually loses effects on its victims, which never mattered because no werewolf ever survived as long as Boris did, but she hoped to use that to his advantage and help him escape. Like the day his parents died, he watched another person sacrifice themselves for him. He opened fire with two pistols, enough to cause a commotion as Boris was transported from one cage to another. This gave him the opportunity to escape, to transform and claw his way through the crowd. But he hesitated, thinking that he doesn't deserve to be saved, thinking that the world would be better off with him not in it. But when Nadiya was shot down, he had to act. He transformed and grabbed her before escaping. Outside she had a vehicle waiting. As they drove off she gave him all of the documents she prepared for him. He was going to leave the country, go to the United States and hide there from the Dog Hunters. But before he had a chance to ask her about his sister, Nadiya succumbed to her wounds and died. Now years later, living in Ember Grove, Boris resides in a small apartment and mostly keeps to himself. He got a job as a lifeguard at the community pool, having always been a swimmer from when he was a child. Still tortured by his past, Boris still thinks himself to be a villain and is caught off guard whenever anyone shows him kindness. When he arrived in town, a lost wolf, weak and sick, he was found by Liam Donovan, who searched for lost wolves like Boris and welcomed him to the Vagus Lupi pack. Having gained a new sense of purpose, and feeling immense gratitude toward being offered a new start, Boris pledged his loyalty to the pack and hoped that one day his sister would join him too. Werewolf Form Boris grows a lot taller when he transforms to his werewolf, almost at 7 feet tall, with strong and slender long limbs. His werewolf form almost resembles a husky with deep blue eyes and a thick coat. Boris's werewolf form allows him to be agile and quick, strong with hardened skin. His combat style can sometimes look very human like, and his anatomy allows him to be able to hold weapons if he needs to. In occasions he will pick up a gun or a sword while still in his werewolf form. |
I have not emphasized enough in his history, as it isn't that relevant to the main tragedies in his life, but Boris is an excellent swimmer. It could be said that he is most dangerous in the water.
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γB a s i c s
Full name: Nathalie Jade Prescott
Age: 33
Date of Birth: May 22
Gender: Female
Occupation: Anethesiologist
Where are you from?: Chicago, IL
Are you aware of the supernatural?: Slight suspicion
γA p p e a r a n c e
Height: 5'6
Weight: 138 lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Hair Length: Short
Skin Color: Light
Eye Color: Green
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: None
γR e l a t i o n s h i p s
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: None
Siblings' Status: Alive
Parents' Status: Alive
Pets: None
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 10
γI n t e r e s t s
Likes:
β‘ Music
β‘ Massages
β‘ Languages
β‘ Wine
Dislikes:
β‘ Smokers
β‘ Dogs
β‘ Obnoxious attitudes
Hobbies:
β‘ Drawing
β‘ Learning to play the keyboard
β‘ Reading
Skills:
β‘ Great runner
β‘ Certified in First Aid/CPR and other life-saving techniques
β‘ Some knowledge of basic self-defense
γP e r s o n a l i t y
For the most part, Nathalie has an easygoing and carefree personality. She doesn't sweat the little things and can remain calm under certain situations whereas other people may not do as well. Not being a chatterbox means Nathalie does a lot of listening, and she's really good at it. Others have often come to her to vent because they know that she's an active listener, and she'll further engage in the conversation and show concern towards the other person in order to reach a pleasant conclusion.
In addition, Nathalie is not too big into the clubbing scene. She doesn't mind going dancing every once in a while, but she's also fine for settling in for the night underneath a comfortable blanket in front of the TV. Whenever she drinks, which is more often than not a glass or two of wine, she'll let loose a bit more and her inhibitions are lowered, usually resulting in a few dirty jokes.
γH i s t o r y
Nathalie was born and raised in Chicago, IL to middle class parents. She has an older brother, Henry, who's seven years her senior. When she was young, Nathalie was often getting into trouble, being the polar opposite of Henry. She would cause mayhem around the neighborhood and her mischievous behavior would often elicit heavy punishment from her parents. At one point, she was signed up to attend a martial arts school. Her schedule wasn't as open as before, but she did have the chance to take out whatever aggression she felt in a controlled environment while in class.
After some time, her parents noticed some improvement with her attitude. She would still get intro trouble, but nowhere near as often as before. The martial arts classes continued for a few more years before she was pulled out in order for her to do well with her studies. Even though she had more free time, Nathalie didn't necessarily need it. She was a bright student, but she didn't apply herself as much as she could have. Such realization didn't hit her until high school, where she picked up her grades after having a serious conversation with one of her counselors. Nathalie then decided she wanted to get into the medical field given that she had the potential to achieve her goals.
From high school, Nathalie went to Columbia University in New York City. It was there she completed both undergrad and graduate school before moving on to her residency. While living in New York, Nathalie met her then boyfriend Jason. He was a surgeon only a few years older than her. In a short period of time, the pair grew extremely close to each other. Even though their schedule made it hard to spend time together on a regular basis, they made it work.
Years later, the couple found themselves in Ember Grove after one of Jason's relatives passed away, leaving behind a beautifully renovated home with no one to look after it. The discussion that followed wasn't an easy one; Nathalie refusing to move to the small town and Jason insisting they do so given the amazing opportunity they had been afforded. Reluctantly, Nathalie agreed and the two moved to Ember Grove. Despite her decision, Nathalie wasn't all that happy after the move. The couple would fight much more so than regular and given their jobs, they barely spent any time together. These factors combined led to their mutual break-up, and even though Nathalie was dying to move back home at first, she's been settling in her apartment little by little and realizing that maybe staying there a while longer isn't such a bad idea after all.
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γB a s i c s
Full name: Nathalie Jade Prescott
Age: 33
Date of Birth: May 22
Gender: Female
Occupation: Anethesiologist
Where are you from?: Chicago, IL
Are you aware of the supernatural?: Slight suspicion
γA p p e a r a n c e
Height: 5'6
Weight: 138 lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Hair Length: Short
Skin Color: Light
Eye Color: Green
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: None
γR e l a t i o n s h i p s
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: None
Siblings' Status: Alive
Parents' Status: Alive
Pets: None
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 10
γI n t e r e s t s
Likes:
β‘ Music
β‘ Massages
β‘ Languages
β‘ Wine
Dislikes:
β‘ Smokers
β‘ Dogs
β‘ Obnoxious attitudes
Hobbies:
β‘ Drawing
β‘ Learning to play the keyboard
β‘ Reading
Skills:
β‘ Great runner
β‘ Certified in First Aid/CPR and other life-saving techniques
β‘ Some knowledge of basic self-defense
γP e r s o n a l i t y
For the most part, Nathalie has an easygoing and carefree personality. She doesn't sweat the little things and can remain calm under certain situations whereas other people may not do as well. Not being a chatterbox means Nathalie does a lot of listening, and she's really good at it. Others have often come to her to vent because they know that she's an active listener, and she'll further engage in the conversation and show concern towards the other person in order to reach a pleasant conclusion.
In addition, Nathalie is not too big into the clubbing scene. She doesn't mind going dancing every once in a while, but she's also fine for settling in for the night underneath a comfortable blanket in front of the TV. Whenever she drinks, which is more often than not a glass or two of wine, she'll let loose a bit more and her inhibitions are lowered, usually resulting in a few dirty jokes.
γH i s t o r y
Nathalie was born and raised in Chicago, IL to middle class parents. She has an older brother, Henry, who's seven years her senior. When she was young, Nathalie was often getting into trouble, being the polar opposite of Henry. She would cause mayhem around the neighborhood and her mischievous behavior would often elicit heavy punishment from her parents. At one point, she was signed up to attend a martial arts school. Her schedule wasn't as open as before, but she did have the chance to take out whatever aggression she felt in a controlled environment while in class.
After some time, her parents noticed some improvement with her attitude. She would still get intro trouble, but nowhere near as often as before. The martial arts classes continued for a few more years before she was pulled out in order for her to do well with her studies. Even though she had more free time, Nathalie didn't necessarily need it. She was a bright student, but she didn't apply herself as much as she could have. Such realization didn't hit her until high school, where she picked up her grades after having a serious conversation with one of her counselors. Nathalie then decided she wanted to get into the medical field given that she had the potential to achieve her goals.
From high school, Nathalie went to Columbia University in New York City. It was there she completed both undergrad and graduate school before moving on to her residency. While living in New York, Nathalie met her then boyfriend Jason. He was a surgeon only a few years older than her. In a short period of time, the pair grew extremely close to each other. Even though their schedule made it hard to spend time together on a regular basis, they made it work.
Years later, the couple found themselves in Ember Grove after one of Jason's relatives passed away, leaving behind a beautifully renovated home with no one to look after it. The discussion that followed wasn't an easy one; Nathalie refusing to move to the small town and Jason insisting they do so given the amazing opportunity they had been afforded. Reluctantly, Nathalie agreed and the two moved to Ember Grove. Despite her decision, Nathalie wasn't all that happy after the move. The couple would fight much more so than regular and given their jobs, they barely spent any time together. These factors combined led to their mutual break-up, and even though Nathalie was dying to move back home at first, she's been settling in her apartment little by little and realizing that maybe staying there a while longer isn't such a bad idea after all.
Approved. Great job. She seems like a cool character. Add her to the character tab!
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 Name | Katya Rokstova Bloodline | Rokstova Bloodline Gender | Female Origin | Family Origin: Moscow, Russia. Place of birth: Ember Grove, USA. Age | 23 Date of Birth | April 4th 1996 Appearance β’ Height | 5'6" β’ Weight | 122 lbs β’ Hair Colour | Blue, Green, Red, black... yea she changes her color alot. β’ Hair Length | Long β’ Skin Color | White β’ Eye Colour | Ocean Blue Relantionships β’ Sexuality | Bisexual β’ Relationship Status | Single β’ pre-determined friends | Anyone working at the bar β’ Siblings' Status | Twin Brother, Alive and working with her. β’ Parents' Status | Both Dead. β’ Openness to Friends | 4, 8 if she gets to know them β’ Openness to Romance | 10 Interests β’ Likes β¦ Drinking. β¦ Hanging out with friends β¦ Getting into trouble β¦ Drama β’ Dislikes β¦ Slow days β¦ Hurting her brother β¦ Messy people β’ Hobbies β¦ Running β¦ Getting into trouble β¦ Tormenting his brother β¦ Guys and Girls β¦ Parkour β’ Skills β¦ Good cook β¦ Quick Learner β¦ Fast runner β¦ Parkour  | Personality β’ Funny β’ High functioning alcholic β’ Damaged β’ Charmy β’ Hot-Headed β’ Borderline bipolar Katya was kind of popular in school, she had plenty of boys to pick from but she was shut out of the girl-friend groups since she had a very special style and none of the pretend preppy girls who went to her school wanted to accept her for who she was. She was very popular around guys tho, she was hardcore and didn't really give a shit by the time she was 17 she had slept with most guys at her school in her attempt of getting validation even though she deep down knew they were using her. Her brother always protected her from the really vicious bullies though. She was thankful for him but also thought he was a little possessive of her, at the time she just wanted to be left alone. When her parents died she broke completely, there was no one except her brother in her life now and she was seeking validation anyway she could, she started dressing even more alternatively and sometimes disappearing for several days to later be found by her brother in some kind of crack house trying to drink or smoke her feelings away. She had a very self-destructive way to deal with the pain and she didn't know any other way to deal with it. Now though she is very charming to the patrons of the bar. Some see it as a ploy to get the patrons to buy more alcohol but most of the time she is being genuine and have just not been allowed to show that side of her in her earlier life. History β¦Early life Viktor and Katya were born in the later parts of the 90s they were born into a Russian family who on the outside seemed like pagans but behind closed doors they were being taught how to use their hidden power to defend other supernatural creatures from harm. They were taught that even if some of the creatures that go bump in the night were dangerous it was only out of necessity if the evil humans in the secret strike teams wouldn't hunt them they would be friendly. They were taught that just because someone is special doesn't mean that they are evil or want to hurt you for no reason, "Who are the real evil people? The people that created a device that could kill thousands with a click of a button or the people who try to survive in the woods all alone because society doesn't accept them" their mother used to say. Katya in her early years didn't really focus on her witch studies and liked to go out with friends or hang with boys instead, her parents were very scared that she wouldn't accept her powers and go on to live a normal life. But what they didn't know was that she was staying up late into the night to catch up on practice she had missed. She didn't wanna fall behind but she also wanted to have a normal life much unlike his brother. When she turned 16 the practice became much harder and she started to actually show up for them, she felt that her power was rising and that she should honour her parents wishes to join the family business. β¦ The death of his parents. One night after a month of pure war between two Lycan packs his parents decided to hold a meeting with the two alphas and sort it out with them. She had decided to stay home and watch some movies by herself since she had done a lot of practice earlier in the week and was completely drained. When she heard a knock on the door she went to check on it and found that one of the younger Lycans from one of the packs that were meeting was standing outside her door. When she opened he quickly entered and told her to take a seat, she heard that he was in some kind of distress and felt that something was wrong. When he told her what had happened to her parents she didn't know what to do she even thought of ending it all but the young Lycan had stayed by her side until her brother came home and made sure that nothing bad happened to her. When she saw her brother putting on a facade to protect her from his feelings she had decided to try to be strong for him. When her brother later opened the bar again she decided to drop everything and help him out in the upkeep of the bar so that they could keep their parents legacy going and keep the relative peace in the small town. Witch Information Coven β¦ While Katya might not be apart of a coven the Rokstova family has always stuck together, they have a special kind of magic and are usually tasked with managing safe havens for supernaturals all around the world. Skill Level β¦ Intermediate Level Spell Specialisation β¦ Obscure true form: Enchantment spell (bloodline), When an item (usually a bracelet, necklace or ring) is placed on a supernatural their signs of being supernatural will be obscured. For example, a lycans red eyes will never show while wearing this item and a vampires teeth will never protrude. The downside to this is that while wearing the item the supernatural powers will be extremely lowered in strength. If a human puts on the item their mind will be clouded and will have a harder noticing weird things going on and will have a really hard time eavesdropping on a conversation. β¦ Protection: In case of hunter raids on the safe havens the Rokstova family has set up everyone in the family is specialised in protection spells to be able to purge anything in the safe haven that could incriminate the supernatural presence in the area before the hunter raid comes into the building. |
 Name | Viktor Rokstova Bloodline | Rokstova Bloodline Gender | Male Origin | Family Origin: Moscow, Russia. Place of birth: Ember Grove, USA. Age | 23 Date of Birth | April 4th 1996 Appearance β’ Height | 6'5" β’ Weight | 200 lbs β’ Hair Colour | Black β’ Hair Length | Short β’ Skin Color | White β’ Eye Colour | Hazel Brown Relantionships β’ Sexuality | Heterosexual β’ Relationship Status | Single β’ pre-determined friends | Anyone working at the bar β’ Siblings' Status | Twin Sister, Alive and working with him. β’ Parents' Status | Both Dead. β’ Openness to Friends | 5 β’ Openness to Romance | 7 Interests β’ Likes β¦ Drinking. β¦ Listening to music β¦ Fighting β¦ Protecting his sister β’ Dislikes β¦ Slow days β¦ Not being able to protect someone β¦ Failing a task β’ Hobbies β¦ Running β¦ Fighting β¦ Making sure his sister doesnt get into trouble β¦ Parkour β’ Skills β¦ Very strong β¦ Hard to hurt β¦ Fast runner β¦ Parkour  | Personality β’ Pessimistic β’ Possessive β’ Damaged β’ Charmy β’ Protective β’ Juvenile Delinquent Viktor is the weird kid in your class who had one hell of a glow up the last year and was suddenly thrust into a world of alcohol, drugs and girls. He could not really handle the situation very well so he very quickly became drawn back and protective of her sister who was walking down the same road. He became classed by the state as a juvenile delinquent after beating up another kid from their class for picking on how his sister dressed. He is very pessimistic if you don't know him, but if you get close to him he very quickly opens up and become quite charming according to friends. When his parents died he couldn't really hold it together as he had decided to not go with them that night and go out with friends, in his mind it's his fault that they died since he wasn't there to defend them when he got the news of their death he dealt with the pain by being very protective of anyone that gets close to him. He is quick to come to his sister's defence even if what she did was wrong. In his mind he needs to make up for not protecting their parents by protecting her. History β¦Early life Viktor and Katya were born in the later parts of the 90s they were born into a Russian family who on the outside seemed like pagans but behind closed doors they were being taught how to use their hidden power to defend other supernatural creatures from harm. They were taught that even if some of the creatures that go bump in the night were dangerous it was only out of necessity if the evil humans in the secret strike teams wouldn't hunt them they would be friendly. They were taught that just because someone is special doesn't mean that they are evil or want to hurt you for no reason, "Who are the real evil people? The people that created a device that could kill thousands with a click of a button or the people who try to survive in the woods all alone because society doesn't accept them" their mother used to say. Viktor took this sentiment to heart and quickly got involved in the family business at the safe haven fronting as a bar in the small town of Ember Grove. The locals seemed to like the bar and the supernaturals in the area were thankful for a place to discuss things on neutral ground. Some days there would only be locals in the bar with a few younger vampires and sometimes the two heads of the biggest vampire clans would meet in heated arguments in the bar, sometimes they got so heated that his father decided to close the bar for the day so that no locals would be able to eavesdrop. But the arguments would never turn into fights, the bar was a place where everyone was accepted. Even if the vampires were at war with the Lycans you would sometimes see a vampire and a Lycan sit at the bar and joke with each other. It was definitely a weird sight but it was something he got used to over the years. β¦ The death of his parents. One night after a month of pure war between two Lycan packs his parents decided to hold a meeting with the two alphas and sort it out with them, at this point he was 17 so instead of droning after his parent to the meeting he decided to go out with friends the one night that the bar was closed for supernaturals and locals. When he got back home he found his sister crying in the living room and one of the younger Lycans from one of the packs beside her comforting her. When he also got the news that their parents had died in a hunter raid he decided to grow up and become the parent in the household. He sat up all night with his sister and made sure that she fell asleep in her bed. When she had finally fallen asleep he sat up for hours just crying as he had held up a facade for his sister the whole night to try to protect her from his own feelings. When he opened the bar 1 week after the death of his parents he made sure to let the leaders of the major Vampire clans, Covens and Lycan packs know that he would hold a wake for his parents the day after and that everyone was invited to the bar where the wake would be held. He also made sure to let them know that he was the new head of the bar and that if they had any business that they would take to his parents they should bring it to him and that everything would go on as usual if maybe a little slower since he would need to make this change quickly. Warlock Information Coven β¦ While Viktor might not be apart of a coven the Rokstova family has always stuck together, they have a special kind of magic and are usually tasked with managing safe havens for supernaturals all around the world. Skill Level β¦ Intermediate Level Spell Specialisation β¦ True Sight: True sight is the male counterpart to Obscure true form in the Rokstova bloodline. It lets the user of the spell to see through any kind of camouflage or shapeshifting spell, it also lets the user see if the person they are looking at is of supernatural nature or if they are just a regular human. β¦ Protection: In case of hunter raids on the safe havens the Rokstova family has set up everyone in the family is specialised in protection spells to be able to purge anything in the safe haven that could incriminate the supernatural presence in the area before the hunter raid comes into the building. |
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5'10 β§ 175lbs β§ Black Hair β§ Light Brown Eyes
β§ B a s i c s
N a m e
Real Name : Sai Laghari
Goes by : Kyran Wright
Goes by : Kyran Wright
A g e
57
Looks 26
Looks 26
D o B
November 14, 1963
G e n d e r
Male
N a t i o n a l i t y
New Delhi, India
β§ A p p e a r a n c e
Kyran is a man that stands at five foot ten inches and weighs around one-hundred seventy-five pounds. His black hair is cut in a buzz cut with the top half often styled to the side. He is a rather muscular man, a result of years of training and various manual jobs he has done in the past few years. His tone body contains a few scars, most are present on his back with two large scars covering his back with a few smaller ones on his arms. Kyran sports one tattoo that covers the upper half of his back with geometric lines and shapes- a custom of his coven. Though his scars have deformed the tattoo a bit, leaving some of the beautiful drawn shaped broken and misshapen. Kyran doesn't seem to mind.
The style of clothes Kyran has adopted in the past years is mostly described as "classy hipster". It's really just nice looking clothes that he would have worn twenty years ago combined with jeans. Seriously, jeans are Kyran's favorite item of clothing- followed by hoodies. Despite the whole "classy hipster" part, Kyran wears whatever he has lying around that is clean. He usually doesn't match his clothes and has the "I don't care what I wear as long as I look good vibe" to him- or that is what he wants people to get when he wears his flannel shirts with a blazer on top.
The style of clothes Kyran has adopted in the past years is mostly described as "classy hipster". It's really just nice looking clothes that he would have worn twenty years ago combined with jeans. Seriously, jeans are Kyran's favorite item of clothing- followed by hoodies. Despite the whole "classy hipster" part, Kyran wears whatever he has lying around that is clean. He usually doesn't match his clothes and has the "I don't care what I wear as long as I look good vibe" to him- or that is what he wants people to get when he wears his flannel shirts with a blazer on top.
β§ R e l a t i o n s h i p s
S e x u a l i t y
Bisexual
R e l a t i o n s h i p S t a t u s
Single
F a m i l y
Parents: Sai Laghari (father) - Madri Laghari (mother | dead)
Siblings: None
Uncle: Vihaan Laghari
Siblings: None
Uncle: Vihaan Laghari
P e t s
A caramel brown and white corgi named Moham
F r i e n d s from 1 to 10?
10
R o m a n c e from 1 to 10?
8
β§ I n t e r e s t s
L i k e s β§ Spicy Foods β§ Traveling β§ Writing β§ Animals β§ Freedom β§ Tea β§ Pastries β§ Playing music β§ Drinking | D i s l i k e s β§ Pepermint β§ Family Duities β§ Rules β§ Clubs β§ Beer β§ Airplanes β§ Loud Noises β§ small Spaces |
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S k i l l s β§ Hand to hand combat β§ Painting/Drawing β§ Mechanic β§ Enchanting Magic β§ "Destruction" Magic | H o b b i e s β§ Traveling β§ Photography β§ Painting β§ Singing β§ Fishing |
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β§ P e r s o n a l i t y
Kyran has always been a resilient and friendly person, finding the most value out of everything and everyone. His curiosity for the world drives him to be an outspoken and blunt person. He's not afraid to ask questions or answer them. He's happy to give out his opinion be it wanted or not. Kyran loves to study people, often giving the impression that he may be a bit nosy and overbearing sometimes. He's not afraid to share his knowledge to those who ask him for it but always asks for something in return. There is nothing in this world that is free, that is what Kyran always says. Kyran is quick to get in trouble, often acting on impulse with very little thought about consequences.
Kyran is a bit of a flirt. While he has slept around the years with many people, he has begun to grow more comfortable with other men's company. While he usually doesn't seek out partners romantically, he is known to sleep around with people that meet his standards.
There are occasions where Kyran's mind slips back into his old self. While he lives with the guilt of his mother's death he tries to not let him stop him. He knows she would have him to go on and live his life, keep traveling and finding new ways to further his magic but some days he can't. Kyran tries to hide this part of himself with drinks but they seem to be ineffective as of late. He can feel himself slipping back into his once cynical and closed-off self that he refuses to be again.
Kyran is a bit of a flirt. While he has slept around the years with many people, he has begun to grow more comfortable with other men's company. While he usually doesn't seek out partners romantically, he is known to sleep around with people that meet his standards.
There are occasions where Kyran's mind slips back into his old self. While he lives with the guilt of his mother's death he tries to not let him stop him. He knows she would have him to go on and live his life, keep traveling and finding new ways to further his magic but some days he can't. Kyran tries to hide this part of himself with drinks but they seem to be ineffective as of late. He can feel himself slipping back into his once cynical and closed-off self that he refuses to be again.
β§ H i s t o r y
Born as Sai Laghari in New Delhi to Madri and Sai Laghari, named after his father, he grew up in a loving environment surrounded by family, fellow witches, and warlocks, and all the servants at his disposal. As a child, Sai was pampered with anything a little boy could ever want. Even from a young age showed curiosity about everything around him. Sai was the kid to wander off in the middle of a lecture to study a bug he had seen. Although he showed great magical skills from a young age his curiosity always got the best of him.
His drive to know everything he could about the world of magic and non-magic had driven young Sai to learn everything he could from his coven. He was one of the youngest warlocks in his coven- only at the age of 17 and he was already begging to learn advanced spells. His mother, Madri, only fueled his curiosity by gifting him her spellbook. The tome contained ancient spells from their ancestors as well and new and modern spells that would ultimately lead Sai to explore the world outside of India.
At the age of 26, his father had given him the approval to cast the Youth spell on him and allow him to start his research on magic, on the condition of staying in India and the neighboring countries. Displeased by his father's restrictions, Sai quickly got tired of seeing the same things over and over. His hunger for knowledge only grew and with the chains on his ambitions were only getting worse- which is why he turned to create new spells. His mother's tome contained ancient magic that helped him develop all sorts of fun destructions spells. While this new obsession took over for a few years he began to grow bored with it all over again. Soon Sai was picking fights left and right with other witches and warlocks to test his newly formed spells. Many of his opponents knew what Sai was doing but only obliged in the fights because he would be the head of the coven one day.
Sai's troublemaking and drive to continue his spells cost him what he loved the most- his mother. During the festivities of Holi, Sai and his mother were practicing a few of Sai's newest spells: it would grant the user to conjure a wall of flame as a protective device. Madri was supposed to be the one casting this spell, but Sai, being the one eager to learn convinced his mother for him to try. The spell went haywire as the training grounds of their palace burst into flames.
Sai woke up days later to the news that his mother had used up all of her magic to save him from the flames. Heartbroken and taken over by guilt, Sai barracked himself in the confines of his room. His once curious self was thrown away by now a guilt-ridden Sai. No matter what his father said to him he couldn't convince him that the accident hadn't been his fault, but Sai knew that he had been the one to create such a spell.
It took Sai years for him to finally come out of his room and into the world again. Curiosity about the world began to creep back into his mind as he studied and archived spells of the ancient world. This time, his father allowed Sai to explore further than Bangladesh, Nepal, and Pakistan. He made his way up to China where he learned about old clans full of witches, with not one warlock insight.
Shortly after he began his trip through Mongolia and to Russia then further west to Europe. Sai continued to move around, jumping from country to country. He filled journals upon journals of every trip, of every person he met. All of his romances with the men and women and those who didn't fit within those boundaries. Europe had so much to offer, just like his home had but he was starting to grow bored. So he set his eyes on America, a place he had heard so much about.
A year later after setting foot in America Sai found himself in Ember Grove, a town full of history that would satisfy Sai- now known as Kyran, for a while. During his stay in Ember Grove, he has taken a part-time job in a local bar to keep him busy while learning about the town and its inhabitants.
His drive to know everything he could about the world of magic and non-magic had driven young Sai to learn everything he could from his coven. He was one of the youngest warlocks in his coven- only at the age of 17 and he was already begging to learn advanced spells. His mother, Madri, only fueled his curiosity by gifting him her spellbook. The tome contained ancient spells from their ancestors as well and new and modern spells that would ultimately lead Sai to explore the world outside of India.
At the age of 26, his father had given him the approval to cast the Youth spell on him and allow him to start his research on magic, on the condition of staying in India and the neighboring countries. Displeased by his father's restrictions, Sai quickly got tired of seeing the same things over and over. His hunger for knowledge only grew and with the chains on his ambitions were only getting worse- which is why he turned to create new spells. His mother's tome contained ancient magic that helped him develop all sorts of fun destructions spells. While this new obsession took over for a few years he began to grow bored with it all over again. Soon Sai was picking fights left and right with other witches and warlocks to test his newly formed spells. Many of his opponents knew what Sai was doing but only obliged in the fights because he would be the head of the coven one day.
Sai's troublemaking and drive to continue his spells cost him what he loved the most- his mother. During the festivities of Holi, Sai and his mother were practicing a few of Sai's newest spells: it would grant the user to conjure a wall of flame as a protective device. Madri was supposed to be the one casting this spell, but Sai, being the one eager to learn convinced his mother for him to try. The spell went haywire as the training grounds of their palace burst into flames.
Sai woke up days later to the news that his mother had used up all of her magic to save him from the flames. Heartbroken and taken over by guilt, Sai barracked himself in the confines of his room. His once curious self was thrown away by now a guilt-ridden Sai. No matter what his father said to him he couldn't convince him that the accident hadn't been his fault, but Sai knew that he had been the one to create such a spell.
It took Sai years for him to finally come out of his room and into the world again. Curiosity about the world began to creep back into his mind as he studied and archived spells of the ancient world. This time, his father allowed Sai to explore further than Bangladesh, Nepal, and Pakistan. He made his way up to China where he learned about old clans full of witches, with not one warlock insight.
Shortly after he began his trip through Mongolia and to Russia then further west to Europe. Sai continued to move around, jumping from country to country. He filled journals upon journals of every trip, of every person he met. All of his romances with the men and women and those who didn't fit within those boundaries. Europe had so much to offer, just like his home had but he was starting to grow bored. So he set his eyes on America, a place he had heard so much about.
A year later after setting foot in America Sai found himself in Ember Grove, a town full of history that would satisfy Sai- now known as Kyran, for a while. During his stay in Ember Grove, he has taken a part-time job in a local bar to keep him busy while learning about the town and its inhabitants.
C o v e n
Rai Pithora Coven - no ties with the covens in the Americas.
β§ S k i l l L e v e l
Advanced
Kyran, born into the most powerful Coven in South Asia has been practicing magic since he began to walk. His father, head of the Coven always made sure Kyran had every opportunity to further his skills. He was just ten years old when he has mastered the basic spells. From there on his skills continued to improve and was always ahead of everyone in the coven. Kyran had a hunger for spells that began to spiral out of control when he turned 30.
Kyran, born into the most powerful Coven in South Asia has been practicing magic since he began to walk. His father, head of the Coven always made sure Kyran had every opportunity to further his skills. He was just ten years old when he has mastered the basic spells. From there on his skills continued to improve and was always ahead of everyone in the coven. Kyran had a hunger for spells that began to spiral out of control when he turned 30.
S p e l l S p e c i a l i z a t i o n
Destruction and Enchanting
Since a young age, Kyran had a knack for destruction, especially fire. His obsession with destruction spells began at a young age. His mother was known for developing and creating new spells exclusively for their coven, so it was no wonder that Kyran took a liking to them.
Since a young age, Kyran had a knack for destruction, especially fire. His obsession with destruction spells began at a young age. His mother was known for developing and creating new spells exclusively for their coven, so it was no wonder that Kyran took a liking to them.
β§ M i s c
β§ Kyran knows how to speak seven languages.
β§ Takes him about seven to nine shots to get him drunk.
β§ He's a very touchy person, loves hugs and just holding people.
β§ Has a weakness for anything cute.
β§ Takes him about seven to nine shots to get him drunk.
β§ He's a very touchy person, loves hugs and just holding people.
β§ Has a weakness for anything cute.
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 "There is no progress without conflict. I am merely one agent among many." __________________________________________________________ Name | Lucius __________________________________________________________ Gender | Male __________________________________________________________ Age | August 3rd of 142 C.E. __________________________________________________________ Origin | Roman Empire __________________________________________________________ Race: | Warlock __________________________________________________________ Coven: | Children of the Black Moon __________________________________________________________ Skill Level | Advanced __________________________________________________________ Specialization | Illusions __________________________________________________________ Appearance __________________________________________________________ β’ Height | 198.1 cm/ 6' 6" β’ Weight | 97.5 kg/ 215 lbs β’ Hair Colour | Black β’ Hair Length | Medium β’ Skin Color | Light Tan β’ Eye Colour | Silver-blue Relantionships __________________________________________________________ β’ Sexuality | Heterosexual β’ Relationship Status | Single β’ Friends | None β’ Siblings | Dead β’ Parents' Status | Dead β’ Pets | A black wolf named Cerberus β’ Openness to Friends | 2 β’ Openness to Romance | 1 Interests __________________________________________________________ β’ Likes β‘ Curiosity β‘ Well-educated Individuals β‘ Conflict β‘ Chaos β‘ Manipulating People β‘ Bitter Drinks β‘ Mental Torture β‘ Artifacts of his Youth β’ Dislikes β‘ Optimism β‘ Generosity β‘ Le Coven ΓclairΓ© β‘ Stupidity β‘ Wasting his time β’ Hobbies β‘ Writing β‘ Chess β‘ Games of Chance β‘ Sowing Mistrust β‘ Developing new magic β‘ Destroying Organizations from within β’ Skills β‘ Manipulation β‘ Deception β‘ Patient β‘ Expert Planner β‘ Master of Disguise β‘ Jack of all trades | Personality βββββββββββββ β’ Indifferent β’ Patient β’ Cynical β’ Ruthless β’ Charming β’ Precise Lucius's personality is as ever changing to match his current goals and identity. At one time he could be a energetic, young man that wouldn't hesitate to lend a hand or a confused, old man at the end of his lifespan. Whatever the situation or his role demands Lucius can execute with credibility and sincerity. Rarely does he ever show what lies under the mask and it often does not end well for those who find out. Centuries of interacting with all kinds of people has allowed him to mimic their identities to near perfection, copying even their mannerism and quirks. His current personality is one of a wizened elder seeking to educate the younger masses. Lucius goes out of his ways to explain the benefits of even the most forbidden spells and ways to avoid some of the potentially nasty side effects. He always appears to be in a rush to get from one location to another, but never failing to answer a question from one of his students. Those in need can go to him for advice without judgement and be confident that their conversation will stay between them. Despite his passion for teaching, he sometimes forgets rather menial things and can come off a tad disjointed. However, he never misses a single word when instructing others. Those who manage to ire him will find themselves receiving a not-so-subtle passive threat. One of the quickest ways to ire him appear to be mishandling books and other important documents, especially relating to spells and witchcraft. He shows great pride in being a Warlock and encourages others to take pride in themselves as well. He is devoutly focused on experimenting with spells both old and new when not taking the time to teach others. Because he is always in a rush, those who try to talk with him when he's on the move will often receive quick, blunt responses. This is all but a fabrication to cover his true goals. What lies underneath all the secrecy and deception is a man who is determined to set the world aflame. The ice in his veins and the lack of emotions in his eyes would put even the oldest of vampires to shame. He feels no companionship with his fellow witches or anyone for that matter. Without the mask lies a empty shell of what once was a person, a heart twisted by loss and hatred. It does not matter what the other person may feel, Lucius feels no remorse in murdering them or worse. Everything he does is to further a singular goal: an all-out war between vampires, witches, were-wolves, and humanity. He does this on the belief that conflict is the only way to progress as a species and is the only way that individuals can unlock their inner potential. History βββββββββββββ The history of Lucius begins in a mansion located in central Italy, outside of the Roman capital. Born Lucius Axius Cecilianus to an influential senator and the leader of Rome's main coven at the time, Lucius was their first-born son and received an extensive education in both magic and politics. His parents were both passionate patriots of the Roman Empire and instilled this devotion into their son and subsequent children. His mother's coven was like most unknown to the public but a few, select individuals were allowed to know of their existence and that included Lucius's father. The coven supported the Empire from behinds the scenes and often used their knowledge of herbs to make non-magical medicines for use on the battlefield. A few even operated as field medics and prided themselves in their service they provided during battle. It was to his parents surprise when Lucius decided to enlist in the Roman Legionaries, but eventually was supported by both his parents. After all, he would be bringing glory to both their household and to Rome. His parents believed the experience and recognition he gained on the front would make him a better man and increased his position within Roman society. While his mother did fear somewhat for his safety, he was more prepared than most possessing an already extensive grasp of magic. Lucius was barely 20 years of age when his Legion, under the command of general Marcus Claudius Fronto, was sent against the armies of Parthia. He found strength in the bonds formed with his fellow legionaries and was became well-respected in the legion as a skilled warrior and a brilliant leader. Rome was his mind, his soul, and his blood. An extravagant party was held at his mansion upon his return and greeted by everyone as a hero, save for his youngest brother. For whatever reason his youngest brother, named Manius Sornatius Cecilianus, did not possess the gifts of magic, creating a deep resentment towards his more successful eldest brother and magic in large. He did not believe that any of Lucius's accomplishments were valid and that the entire coven of witches was the source of Rome's slowly deteriorating state. While the rest of the family celebrated the return of the eldest son, the youngest had already been sewing the seeds of his plan. After a brief respite, Lucius returned to active duty this time protecting the northern provinces of Rome against the increasingly dangerous Germanic Tribes. This time instead of the glorious victory achieved against Parthia, he fought a seemingly endless battle where many of his close friends lost their lives. During this time, his youngest brother was making his moves and moving up the political ladder of Roman society. At the same time, the current emperor Marcus Aurelius was increasing the persecution of Christians and other threats to Roman society. Manius managed to secure himself a position on the Senate with the support of his father. From there, he enacted his terrible plan. He made it know to Marcus Aurelius of the secret coven meddling in the affairs of the Roman State and convinced him that it was a grave threat to the very existence of Rome. Thus, under the authority of the Emperor, Manius founded the one of the first hunter organizations named "Manus ab Imperatore", meaning "Hands of the Emperor", with its members being named "venatores" or simply hunters. Manius used his mother position as the head of the coven to research methods and ways to hunt down members of the coven. One by one, the venatores began to attack members of the coven often torturing them before ultimately ending their lives. Meanwhile, Lucius had become hardened from a decade of endless fighting and bloodshed. Three times his legion had encountered what the men had called "Berserkers" which he understood to be werewolves in reality. However, the name was still accurate as they would fly into a rage once they transformed due in part to a substance later known as Lupus Hydroxybutyrate. Three times he encountered these forces of nature and three times he survived by the skin of his teeth. The only reason his legion was alive was thanks to his knowledge of the beasts and how to take them down. He might have been promoted to Legate if not for his brother's betrayal. Lucius's return from his many battles against the Germanic tribes was not met with the same reception as his first campaign. Weary of War, Lucius soon discovered that it had followed him home with his coven and family as its victims. Blood drenched the marble stone of his family home, his two younger sisters, father, and mother laid slain in the central courtyard. Manius emerged from the shadows along with his venatores surrounding Lucius and when the two locked eyes everything was clear. The youngest demanded the eldest to surrender, wanting to make a public example of him for the emperor. Manius quickly discovered that Lucius's skills and talents forged on the battlefield were not a mere product of magic. As the blade of Lucius's sword plunged into the his pleading brother's neck, the last lights of humanity of within him died. After dispatching Manius and his venatores, Lucius quickly prepared the ritual to resurrect his dead mother using the fresh heart from his brother as the sacrifice. Due to his haste and desperation, he was forced to end the suffering of the abomination that resulted from the botched spell. Wracked by the loss of his family and his anger at Rome itself, Lucius assumed the form of Manius after dealing with his younger brother's remains by feeding it to the dog that would later become his only cherished possession. Lucius used his brother's position in his grand plan to bring the entire Roman Empire to its knees using the Manus ab Imperatore to carry out his wishes, transforming the hunters into agents independent of the Emperor. He had traded in his blade and shield for the weapons of subterfuge. Eventually, he was forced to retire his stolen image as he grew in age but did not slow down in his goal. All his patience and planning culminated in the fall of the Roman Empire in 476 after causing it to rot from the inside out. By then, Lucius had begun to see the necessity of conflict and its importance in forging great empires and great people when in truth he simply took great pleasure in turning people against each other. Lucius the protege Warlock and Legionaire was replaced by Lucius the Deceiver, a dark and twisted man that wanted to see the world burn in bloody war. After the Empire's fall, Lucius further explored the mysteries and potential of forbidden spells with a great deal created by his hands and furthering his descent into darkness. He spent the next centuries sowing conflict and chaos in different countries and organizations across the world, always assuming a new identity to pursue his demented dreams. Over time it became his sole obsession and whatever remained of the Lucius before was long since dead. At last his actions and beliefs culminated in his grand vision of a global war fought between witches, vampires, werewolves, and humanity that would provide the next great leap in their evolution. Those who didn't survive this massive all-out war simply did not possess the strength to enter this enlightened era. This had led him to Ember Grove and indirectly to the Children of the Black Moon. The large population of humans, werewolves, vampires, and witches seemed like the next step in his master plan. Lucius arrived in Ember Grove having already obtained United States citizenship a decade earlier and introduced himself to Rachel as Lucius, a wandering and weary Warlock that was looking to settle down and pass on his accumulated knowledge to the next generation of witches. Here the foundations of his life's work could be planted at last. |
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Lucius is finished if you would like to look him over :D
I like him a lot. Very interesting history.
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