Name:
Dante Erie

Gender / Preferred Pronouns:
He / Him / They

Age:
20

Birthday:
April 15 ♈︎

Sexuality:
Heterosexual


Dante has a very straightforward look in that most of his wardrobe is composed of jeans and t-shirts. He keeps his face scruffy and his body well toned and ready for a fight if ever it came to fisticuffs. His feet are typically adorned in leather boots and he's most often seen dressed in darker colors. His eyes are a vibrant hazel and his hair a dark brown. Physically, the features that stand out most with Dante are his hands. Each one is missing a ring finger that Dante sacrificed in order to execute a particularly costly spell. Despite his hands being deformed, they are still fully functional. Regardless, the warlock tends to wear black leather gloves to try and hide his loss.


This man's personality can be described in five simple words: Mischievous, sarcastic, competitive, ambitious and temperamental. Dante is very selective when it comes to friends, but once you have his favor, it's hard to get rid of him. He can be considered aggressive, easily upset if he feels he's not being given his due respect. To that end, he is also earnest in his drive to get the things he wants and is not quick to give up in those goals.


Dante Erie is a has been chased by misfortune for most of his life. He was born unto witch parents who looked upon him like a prop, like another ingredient for one of their complex spells. He was raised as a rancher would raise their livestock. He would be left in his room for hours, the only interaction he was ever granted being the few seconds that the door opened just wide enough for one of his parents to slide in a plate of food or place down a new roll of toilet paper. Even then, there was rarely words exchanged in those moments.

That was until a particularly dark sabbath. One evening his parents came into his room and finally told him, "It's time." Dante was filled with fear and anxiety as they led him into a shadowy room filled with candles and ritualistic markings on the floors and walls. They showed him to his mark and told him not to move from that position no matter what. Then the chanting began. A terrifying name kept coming out of their mouths as they moaned, spoke to the ceiling and swayed with their arms in the air. It didn't take long for Dante to deduce that they were calling for someone... that they were summoning someone... something. The ungodly name was just that - the thing they were summoning had to be demonic.

Panicked, Dante summoned all his will and commanded his own feet to move. At first, they disobeyed but after another moment, the young boy finally mustered the strength to move and, once he started, he refused to stop. He busted out of the front door of the house and ran down the street, pumping his legs as fast as possible. He could hear his parents calling out for him, anger in their voices as they tried to launch a pursuit. Dante was too fast, though.

Frustrated and furious, Dante's parents were cheated out of their sacrifice. Their demonic lord would be none too pleased. To retaliate, his parents decided to turn Dante into what he feared; they chanted our a curse that would permanently change the young boy's appearance into that of a demon. Just before the curse was complete, however, their home was raided by witches sent forth to bring them to justice for their notoriously taboo practices. They fell, casualties of the confrontation.

Meanwhile, Dante's curse was never completed but that doesn't mean it didn't have an effect. During the night of every sabbath, Dante's form changes to that of a demon. This change, however, is just skin deep. He is still very much a typical witch on the inside. His strength level also remains the same. However, as a demonic version of himself, he has access to sharp teeth and claws that he otherwise wouldn't have. His form has one particularly frustrating disadvantage. As a demon, he lacks lips which makes communication frustratingly difficult and executing spoken spells becomes next to impossible.

As the years went by, Dante found himself hunted by various covens who had heard of the notorious demons that walks the streets at night. Once he was captured, it didn't take long to figure out that Dante didn't behave as a demon would and once the sunlight kissed his skin, his humanoid face came through and he was finally able to tell them his story.

Since then, the coven has attempted to educate and train him on how to use magic and even worked with him on trying to figure out how to lift the unfinished curse. All attempts thus far have failed and the curse remains, but Dante has become expertly educated in shapeshifting spells. None of them appear to work when it is the demon's night, though.

Regardless, Dante does what he can to take down witches that consort with demons while also continuing his research to solve his own blight.

Notable Rumor:

• Dante's mother must've had sex with a demon and produced a mixed race spawn.
  
  _{Obviously not. Even when Dante looks demonic, he is still 100% humanoid}

Greatest Fear:
Getting stuck looking like a monster forever is what Dante fears most. He hates his face when it is changed each sabbath and constantly worries that the sun will come up and the curse will remain.


Magic:


Other:

• Despite not being of legal age, Dante enjoys a drink or two.
• Gambling is one of Dante's many famed vices.
• Dante has never turned down a dare as a point of pride.

"I've got all the time in the world."

Name:
Barnaby Thorne
Gender:
Male
Age:
Died at 30 -- Current age 135
Occupation:
Former pirate and smuggler
District:
Shanty Town
Supernatural:
Ghost
Any associated powers:
Selective Visibility -- Barnaby can appear to anyone, to select individuals or to no one at all, being rendered invisible.

Matter manipulation -- A ghostly trait that allows him to manipulate objects without physical interaction which can be used in a variety of ways. Akin to telekinesis.

Astral relocation -- Having no physical form, Barnaby is not limited to physical travel and can, in fact, traverse distances through will, though he personally prefers a good walk. This acts similarly to teleportation.

Possession -- Barnaby, with great effort, can temporarily possess the bodies of the weak willed.

Appearance:

• Height:
  6ft 3in
• Build:
  Wide shoulders, athletic build.
• Eyes:
  Where he once has beautiful hazel eyes, they are now hazed over since his death.
• Hair:
  Long, dark hair that typically falls to his shoulders.
• Skin Tone:
  Pale
• Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
  Naturally, Barnaby's ghostly visage reveals his fatal wound. However, with effort, he can change his form to hide this defect and look relatively normal, all things considered.
• Voice:
  Barnaby's voice is gruff with hints of an English accent, though the company he kept at sea was a melting pot and his adoptive accent has become hard to place.
• Scent/Aura:
  When Barnaby is in the vicinity, the area around him drops in temperature as he absorbs the energies to manifest himself. The more power he uses, the colder and more widespread it gets.
• Personal Style:
  Barnaby died in his seafarer's attire and is forever linked to it. A black coat with dark pants and black boots.

Personality:
During his life, Barnaby was very much a natural born leader. He was strong, confident, strategic and, above all, mischievous. Since his death, though, his demeanor has grown quite different.

Having gone stark raving mad in the years after his death, Barnaby's attitude can change at the drop of a hat. He can be jovial and nice one minute, intense and murderous the next. Typically he remains a loner, seeing the rest of the world as pawns of temporary entertainment, but secretly he would love companionship.

Backstory:
Born in 1710, Barnaby lived the life of a street rat before being introduced to the wonders of the sea. Stealing a man's billfold might feed you for a night. Stealing a company's precious cargo in the middle of the ocean might feed you for months. Taken under the wing of an older pirate known by most as Draven, Barnaby learned everything he could about smuggling goods, stealing, fencing (not swordplay, moving stolen goods), and even naval combat. Once Barnaby put in some time and earned his stripes among the crew, Draven then revealed that he was no longer just a man but a vampire. Barnaby, trusting Draven already, took the news well and remained with the crew and their devilish captain.

As the years went on, it wasn't long before he found a woman in a small town who he took a shine to. Rose Everly, a feminine form of perfection with porcelain skin and long dark hair, caught his eye and the two fell in love. He even went so far as to introduce her to his mentor but felt some unease in the way Draven looked at her. It didn't matter, though. Barnaby knew that to have a life with Rose meant he would have to drop anchor leave the pirate life behind. He decided to go on one last big outing that would bear fruit valuable enough to ensure that he and Rose could live in comfort for the rest of their days.

After robbing a ship that was transporting gold, Barnaby revealed to Draven that he was going to take his share and leave it all behind. Furious, Draven pointed his gun to Barnaby's head and angrily reminded him all that the vampire had imparted upon him. Clothes, riches, a trade, a home, and now he was going to throw it all away for some pretty faced woman. Barnaby held his ground and said that only death would stop him and so Draven delivered upon that threat and pulled the trigger. As Barnaby life began seeping out of his body, Draven sneered over him. "If she's good enough to die for, perhaps I should have a taste," he sneered. Soon, everything went black.

When Barnaby opened his eyes once more, the world had changed... he had changed. He was under water next to a decaying body... his decaying body at the bottom of the sea. He panicked and cried out, wishing only to be back in Serpents Snag to find his beloved or his killer. Suddenly he found himself there in the middle of Shanty Town and over the years he continued his hunt to find the vampire that did him in or the woman whom he lost.

Skills/Specialties:

• Basic First Aid: Though the skill is now useless to him, Barnaby retains the knowledge of administering first aid and can be a helpful guide.
• Stealth Thievery: From sneaking into homes or buildings to picking a pocket clean, Barnaby used to be a heck of a thief.
• Combustibles: Explosives, cannons and gun powder, oh my! Barnaby is well versed in things that go boom from application to chemistry.