[CHAR] Ink On Your Soul

[Serenia]

Maggie Raines

Magdalene ‘Maggie’ Raines

25

Appearance

Maggie often passes as human and is not concerned enough to correct those who assume this.

She stands at approximately 5'6".

Gender:

Female

Species:

Water Nymph

Must be within a 50 mile radius of a body of water (lake, river, ocean) at all times.

Sexual Preference:

Heterosexual

Likes:

• Reading fiction
• Learning new instruments
• Pasta dishes
• Rain or snow
• Hiking

Dislikes:

• Meeting new people
• Sarcasm or poker faces
• People who call her British
• Warm weather and tropical heat
• Rap

Bio:

Maggie was born to Marc and Elodie Raines, well known doctors in the fields of physics and human psychiatry. From a young age she had to work for very little as her parents - while not rolling in riches - made more than enough money to provide her and her two brothers, Anthony and Miles. While her brothers were completely normal, their childhood milestone activities met at the right times and the right places, Maggie was always a bit off. At first it was small things; a few months behind on being able to walk, wailing when preened upon, but as the years went by the differences between her siblings became prominent. Maggie's first words were spoken shortly after the age of three. Being a psychiatrist, Elodie knew exactly what was wrong but failed to address it, utilizing her coping skills to deny to herself that her daughter wasn't quite so perfect.

At age six, when Maggie was introduced to kindergarten, Elodie and Marc could no longer ignore the issues with their daughter. She was promptly diagnosed with Asperger's autism and inducted into her mother's therapy sessions. It was a mild case, on the far upper end of the spectrum; Maggie's IQ was average and while she had difficulties academically, she was able to take average classes. At age 10, when girls at school realized there was indeed something wrong with the Raines girl, her parents tried to find her an alternative way to deal with her frustrations. Music had always seemed to calm the girl down; her parents went through countless recordings of different instruments, trying to find one Maggie showed interest in.

They found the cello soothed Maggie better than any other instrument and invested their money into the large stringed contraption. She grasped the concept of music and practiced nearly day and night; it didn't take long before she became more than proficient. By her senior year of high school, graduating in the middle of her class no thanks to countless hours of work and studying, Maggie had been offered a partial scholarship to Julliard. Her social skills, though still lacking, had improved enough for her to feel comfortable attending college, though it was far away.

Occupation: Musician

Country of Origin:

County Tyrone, Northern Ireland

Feelings about meeting their soul mate:

Trepidation. With the date nearly upon her, Maggie has become more frantic and anxious than normal. While she had been happy to wait the twenty years it'd been since she'd learned what the name and date on her wrist meant, it still proves to make the nymph nervous; Maggie has tried to avoid the meeting though she knows it to be futile. She continues to go about her normal routine but she is constantly searching the crowd both hesitantly and curiously, waiting for her arm to burn.

[TalijaKey]

Danilo Suvic

Name :

Danilo Suvic

Age :

72

Gender :

Male

Appearance/Looks :

looks

His eye, once you move the bangs out the way to actually see his eyes, are a bright orange.

like this

The back of his hands are covered in red scales that come up to his elbow, but due to his love for gloves that isnt visible either. Similar it is with his feet up to his knees.
His height is 178cm.

Species :

Dragon kin

Sexual Preference :

Bi sexual

Likes :

-Sugar
-Making sweets
-Fancy clothing
-Comfortable gloves and hats
-Musicals
-Laughing
-The tale Alice in wonderland

Dislikes :

-The rain
-Smell of fish
-Being called mad
-Having to fight
-Having his brothers and sisters over

Bio :

Danilo was the forth child from five, his parents loved each of their children very much as much as the cared for each other. And Danilo never felt short on being loved by his parents. His mother studied history while his father studied the tales and myths of the past just like the folklore of the the world. The father passion for it made him love telling his children those same tales as bedtime stories. Making sure theiy would start dreaming about the world with bright eyes.

Regardless how much he was loved by his parents his siblings were a different story altogether. Well they were united in disliking him. He was often called the weird one or the parents favorite. Often teasing Danilo that he wasnt able to fight for himself, but has to go crying to their mother and rant the other siblings out.

It didnt help that the siblings were full of energy and liked to get in trouble, to help them out, Danilo would tell their parents what the others did. It would only fuel the sibling dislike for their meek brother, because they would end up getting grounded and he wouldnt.

Once he grow old enough to attend a school, he did exactly that. Moving to a dorm and trying to find what he is good at. He tried many things along the way and a lot of time it didnt end up well. Chemistry was one of his worst experience as he set his dorm room on fire. No one got hurt, luckily. The dorm leader gave him a second chance but punished him with kitchen duty for the rest of his academic studying.

Being always encouraged to find himself, and try to find a positive in any negative Danilo discovered his talent with cooking. Especially making sweets. Around the same time Danilo saw his first musical, and fall in love with the art expression and even the style of clothing. He stopped carrying what his siblings were thinking of him, and he even less cared what other peoples thought of him. He will do what makes him happy. He sewed his first clothing and wore them with pride. It took a while before his sewing got good enough. He starved for more and more receipts when it came to cooking, he wanted to experiment. The next school year he transferred into the confectioner class.

Danilo counted as a bit of a eccentric guy, but with a big and sweet heart. His classmates after a while befriended him and were his true friends. He would help them how ever he could, and occasionally he would even be going over the top. It didnt matter to Danilo, as he felt as happy as one could be. He graduated on top of his class, and to his dislike his siblings arrived to congratulate him.

The tension was making the air heavy. They all wore forced smiles for their parents sake, it was clear to the young dragon that he grown even more apart from his siblings. He was again reminded that his parents were especially prideful of Danilo, that they often hold his example to his siblings. A example how they should try to find something and work hard to be the master of it. Danilo ignored them all and moved away. He traveled across the world, starting to make a name of himself.

He is far from being a world known pastry creator, but he did got a few chances to work under the very best. He still has a lot to learn, and he is eager to learn it. But there is another dream he has, one that he keeps to himself and that is to be part of a Broadway theater. Grinning he wonders where his way will end him up.

Occupation :

Confectioner

Country of Origin :

Montenegro

Feelings about meeting their soul mate :

For many years he was looking at the wrist day dreaming what he or she may look like. What they would think of his life and way he looked at the world. With each passing day he would play conversations in his head, of what he or she may say what Danilo would answer to them. His heart flatter with both eagerness and nervousness.

He planned to take a vacation around his date, so he could be truly free to get his soulmate to know. As the day is coming close Danilo starts pulling his glove off so he could make sure the date and name is still there on his wrist. Fearing if he looked away the name would vanish. A silly fear, but still there.
Getting in his best cloths he is spending time in the most beautifully places he could find around. The park surrounded with flowers, or the museum in front of beautifully painting. Even a lovely cafe in the morning, as Danilo wishes more than anything the first moment they meet to be as dreamlike and unforgettable as in a fairy tale of his father.

He hopes they like sweets.

[Morte Angelis]

Elnarin Iyrandrar

37

Male

Elf

Bisexual

Likes :

[*] Dark Places
[*] Cookies
[*] Archery
[*] The thrill of the unknown
[*] Rain

Dislikes :

Burnt Food

Loud Places

Babysitting

Missing a target

Being forced to act

Bio :

Whenever Elnarin tells other people that he's an elf, most people just scoff and say ' yeah, whatever '. He is an elf, but due to the fact that that he and his family have lived so far away from others and in dark places, they developed features that aren't exactly what one would consider ' normal ' for elf kind. Regardless of what other people say though, he's proud of his species and heritage and practices nearly every day ( sometimes multiple times a day ) with his bow. This practice has paid off in getting him meals and winning local tournaments.

On the other side of things, when he isn't practicing or hunting, he is stuck babysitting his bratty little brothers who like to tell Elnarin that his soul mate is going to be some hideous creature with 3 eyes or have extra appendages. These musings have gotten said brats in more than one fix, because if they irritate him enough, he will string them up and watch the animals investigate them for about an hour before taking them down. His parents obviously don't approve of his actions, but he isn't hurting them so his mother doesn't scold him too much. In the back of her mind, she too knows that they need a little more discipline in their lives ( but Elnarin's father; who is a human, says that it's normal behavior and they'll grow out of it soon. ).

Since Elnarin and his mother Llamryl have never really experienced the daily thought processes of young humans, they aren't really sure what to think; which is why Llamryl hopes that her son's soul mate ( whether they be male or female ) will know how to raise the children from their species and won't run into as many hiccups as she has with raising Hagas and Kellam. Elnarin himself was a very quiet child because his father died when he was really little and his mother didn't meet Kevin until he was almost 8. As such, he had to teach himself pretty much everything and still can't really quite grasp the human language of English, but he understands Elvish quite well. So if you start talking to him and he looks at you like you've grown a second head, it's probably because he can't understand you; or what your trying to say.

Occupation : Archery Instructor and part-time babysitter

Country of Origin : Scotland

Feelings about meeting their soul mate :

What Elnarin feels the most when he thinks about the rapidly approaching date on his wrist ( which he keeps hidden under a glove ), is unease. It's one thing to have an interest in them and try to get closer to them, but when someone is that other half of you, it tends to get more than a little unnerving. He does hope that they won't mind his tendency to not wear a shirt, because it's easier to make his way around his hometown without having to worry about getting the fabric snagged on something.

[Dragoknighte]

Hider

Name : Ashley Daniels

Age : 18

Gender : Female

Appearance/Looks : Ashley is of average height (5' 6"), with a wiry build. She has widish shoulders, narrow hips, a flat chest and rear that makes her look kind of boyish. Almost as if trying to offset this, Ashley wears a lot of make-up, her fingernails are usually painted with crazy patterns, she wears enough eye shadow that sometimes it looks like its unsatisfied with occupying her eyelids and is trying to take over the rest of her face, even evident on her very dark skin, and she wears colorful lipstick that samples from the whole rainbow.

Ashley's face is an oval shape with pronounced cheekbones, full lips, large nose and almond shaped brown eyes. However, these features have not gone untampered with, as aside from make up Ashley also likes piercings. She has one black ring looped through her right nostril, a couple silver studs above her left eyebrow, a stud through her tongue and about three rings on each side going through her ears. She removes these piercings for work, but otherwise wears them when she can. Ashley has astigmatism so she wears a pair of square, thin-rimmed glasses to make up for her occular deficit. Her black hair is long and wild, a fact that Ashley takes advantage of by dying her hair different colors and styling to make look messier than it actually is. Right now she's given herself wild bangs and died the tips blue-green.

Ashley dresses pretty casually, a band t-shirt, some cargo pants, sneakers and a band hoodie is its chilly. If she's dressing up to go out with friends or something, the cargo pants are subbed for tastfully ripped jeans, sneakers for tall black boots with lots of spikes on them, and the hoodie for a brutal leather jacket she found at a thrift shop that she managed to restore to its former glory.

Species : Human

Sexual Preference : Heterosexual

Likes : Heavy Metal, hair dye, Classical History, spicy foods, shitposting on the internet, cheesy 80s flicks

Dislikes : Hot weather, the word "moist," electronic music, fish as living animals but not as a meal, French Canadians

Bio : Ashley was born to upper-middle class parents in Montreal. Her mom Diane worked as a bus driver and her dad John worked as a manager for some paper company. Going from straight finances, only her father really needed to work, but Diane didn't like sitting around the apartment all day, so most of Ashley's childhood was spent with her older half-brother Spencer who was 15 years her elder. Spencer was kind of an a-hole, but he taught Ashley to be her own person. Don't listen to what others say against you, they're just jealous or a prick. Do what you gotta to make it in the world. Also, Spencer liked to smoke a lot of pot while their parents weren't around. Perhaps unwisely, Spencer also taught his baby sister all the best places to hide things in the apartment where neither the landlord nor the parents would find them.

In 7th grade, Ashley got involved with the edgy kids who would listen to bands like Green Day and Linkin Park and think themselves deep. It was here that Ashley first got her first taste of heavy metal. Spencer liked to listen to reggae and her parents listened to 70s rock so it was a rather eye opening experience. Moving into secondary school, the crowd Ashley hung out with matured into the stoner kids who also listened to a lot of metal. Her grades weren't the best, but they were pretty good. It was some pretty good times. However, the year before graduating public school, Ashley's dad was transferred to the American branch of his company in New York City, so her and her parents had to pack up and move to another country (Spencer had long since moved out by now). The first few months in America were pretty weird, but if there were two things she liked about this place more than Motreal, it was that the signs had English big enough to comfortably read it from a distance, and the tv was better. After graduating public school, Ashley decided to take a year off from school and work for a year so she wouldn't have to be so dependent on loans and scholarships. As of right now, she's still living with her parents to save money.

Occupation : Taxi Driver

Country of Origin : Montreal, Canada

Feelings about meeting their soul mate : Ashley actually does her best to not see the tattoo, to the point of covering it up with a bandage. Like, it's cool that everyone has a soul mate and all, but she would rather not ruin the surprise. Getting all excited or anxious about the meeting occuring sounds like you're bound to make a bigger deal out of it than it needs to be. Ashley would rather just go with the flow. Besides, your soulmate doesn't have to be your lover or whatever like a lot of her classmates in highschool thought. What if it's another straight chick and you get to be lifelong friends? Then you'd still need to go out and date people. It's better not knowing for now.

[Aleranicus]

Name: Ian Cain

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Appearance/Looks:

Species: Human (with just a touch of Fairy blood)

Sexual Preference: Homosexual

Likes:
- Dance/Trance Beats
- Crepes
- Clubbing
- Paints

Dislikes:
- Horror Movies
- New People

Bio: Ian Cain grew up in the shadow of Central Park with a pair of 9 to 5 working parents. He followed the course of all school kids his age until he turned thirteen- show up, get good grades, don't make trouble for mommy and daddy, and be on the lookout for that special someone. Problem was, when the name of his intended first manifested at birth, mom and dad had an expectation in mind. "Harriet" is what it said, and the date of meeting was right around when Ian was going to graduate.

Remembering their own meeting day, Charles and Loretta Cain planned an extravagent "Meeting Party" for the day Ian was to meet this Harriet, investing a lot of time and money in welcoming the soulmate to be into their family and preparing to dote on them hand and foot.

Unfortunately for mom and pops, they didn't plan on "Harriet" being male and Ian didn't have the guts at such a young age to inform them.

Harry was 18 and arrived at Ian's school as a transfer student from Queens- and was everything Ian wasn't. Athletic, brash, and unwilling to compromise his emotional happiness for the sake of others- except maybe Ian. But the two made the best of things and showed up to the party hand in hand after an hours long chat after classes ended.

Mom and dad were shocked and hurt, but they came around to be happy for their son in the coming days. Harry's mom was likewise open to Ian.

Harry and Ian were inseparable for months during and after school- up until a year ago. Ian was at the supermarket, stocking up on produce for their apartment, when he noticed Harriet's name turned black and crossed out. Which was when he got a call from St. Mary's Hospital- Harriet had been in an accident while taking a taxi across town.

Only recently Harriet has noticed that a new name has taken Harry's place.

Occupations: Artist, Amateur Bartender

Country of Origin: United States.

Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Terror. Ian lives in absolute fear of meeting his soulmate because he doesn't know what that will bring. Ostensibly, joy and happiness. But his greatest fear is that he'll become matched with someone else who will leave him behind.

[Brodie]

Taylor

Bobby

Name: Taylor Neal Atkins/Bobby Greenhorn
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Sexual/Romantic Preference: Bisexual
Species: Witch (think American Horror Story http://americanhorrorstory.wikia.com/wiki/Category:Witches?display=exhibition&sort=mostvisited)

Likes/Dislikes

Likes:
Magic
Bugs
Animals
Books
Sports
Music
Cars
Botany
Dislikes:
Spinach
Depressing Movies
His Therapist
His Mother
Road Kill
Tomb Stones
Fall (whats the point)

Hobbies:
-Likes to play sports: Football, Baseball, Wrestling
-Enjoys to read books on the mind, science dissertations, fantasy and science fiction, and historical English literature.
-Also plays video games, usually has some kind of device on him at the time.

Personality: If you were to meet Taylor you would meet a nice well rounded, average, citizen, who likes sports and video games. But under that mask he is a inner voice named Bobby Greenhorn that is ruthless, sadistic, maniacal, lunatic. His inner side is manipulative, intelligent and diabolical. Bobby wants nothing but to crush who ever gets in their and stomp on the competition, he revels in the suffering of others. In an overall synopsis he like to play games with others including Taylor, you can ever know when you have the Taylor or Bobby. Only a select few have seen his dark side and they have never understood it.

Despite his faults, Taylor is quite intelligent. He has a great understanding of the human and most animal and insect physiology. He also knows about plants and flowers, Taylor has a good mind for each of the sciences but has no master in any of them. He likes Mathematics, English and History, but science is his favorite. This all ties into his job as a good lawyer. Most of his success comes from Bobby and his ruthlessness in the court room.

Biography: Taylor was born in a nice southern plantation home. He grew up with Bobby on his shoulder all the time, the dark to his light. He grew up being bullied by others and developed Bobby as a defense mechanism. After about fifth grade they began living in the same conscious. While growing up roles began to take to each. Bobby would lead in the sports department and defending both of them. He would always get the girl or boy, and be a prime leader in any situation. Taylor being the more lighter of the two would get the grades and be an over all book worm. He was the most friendly person of them all and could start a conversation right off the bat.

It was in high school that Taylor discovered his abilities as a witch. He found out that had gifts in an confrontation with some of the usual school bullies. For some reason Bobby was just not there and he got so frustrated that he set a boys arm on fire. Soon after he was arrested for arisen. His mother came to the station and bailed him out. The car ride home was thick with confusion and tension. Upon arriving home they sat in the car for at lest 20 minuets and after that she told him all about their lineage and where their gifts come from. Taylor and Bobby were both amazed at how this could be real and Taylor thought to use his new found skill with care, but Bobby had other ideas.

In their head it is a struggle for power. While Bobby may be the more brutal of the two he is still weaker than Taylor, due to it being Taylor's mind. Taylor is usually the one to summon Taylor out when he needs his skill. This causes conflict in their mind, they have to fight for power over reality and usually Taylor wins, but every once and a while Bobby will come out.

College was no better for the two. Bobby would want to go to a party and Taylor would want to stay in and study. Once they even got into it, it looked like Taylor was having a conversation with himself. After he graduated from Law school, he went on to practice with the DA. Becoming a Jr. District Attorney was no easy task and they had to work together to do it. When the heat was needed in the court room Bobby would appear, but when a more gentle touch was needed Taylor would takeover. When he was offered the position of DA he turned it down. No one for miles could not understand why he would turn down the chance to be the youngest District Attorney in the state, but he simply said he was not ready for it. Now he moved back in with his mother, to help take care of her, and works with a private firm that handles any type of case.

Occupation: Lawyer

Country of Origin: New Orleans, Louisiana U.S.A

Feelings about meeting their soul mate:
Taylor is not worried about his sol mate at the minute. He wants to focus on the real tangible things in his like. Taylor thinks that as long as he takes care of his mother and tries to get promoted by doing well in his cases then his soul mate is the least of his worries. Out of the two Taylor has always been the least emotional, so if his soul mate does pop-up he will just add it to the list of things he has to take care of.

Bobby on the other hand is looking forward to the day that they find their soul mate. He wants to be able to hold them and cherish them forever. Bobby thinks Taylor is a fool for not at least trying to find whoever was made just for them but what can he do. So he waits patiently for the person of their dreams to appear.

[DemonTongue]

Dropped

[cedric of trall]

Name : Sven Erveski

Age : 28

Gender : male

Appearance/Looks :

Hider

Species : Human

Sexual Preference : Heterosexual

Likes : History, games (video and analog), the violin, alcohol, and singing.

Dislikes : Hangovers, preachy people, womanizers, being bored.

Bio : Sven was born in western Latvia in a small village near Roja, however he didn't stay there for long. In fact his mother didn't even name him before she checked herself out of the hospital, so it was up to the doctor on call to give the young boy a name. The doctor, doctor Erveski ended up adopting Sven and raising him be himself as the old doctors wife had died the previous year. Sven's early life was fairly normal, he went to school made friends and came home to the doctor who raised him with all the love and affection the old man could muster.

During Sven's school life he did very well, so well in fact that he was even skipped ahead a grade once or twice. Right around the age of 15 Sven discovered a talent for music, the doctor was overjoyed by this and paid for violin and singing lessons. Sven excelled at this to and within the next five years he was playing like the best.

If the doctor could have had his way Sven would have become a famous concert violinist, but Sven refused stating that he wanted to go to college, he wanted to study history maybe even teach it. After a couple of months of good nature'd prodding (and a few actual arguments) doctor Erveski finally relented and Sven was given his wish. Almost seven years of schooling later doctor Sven Erveski received a very good job offer from Cornell University in New York, USA, Sven jumped on the opportunity and has been working at the college for a little over a year now.

Occupation : History professor

Country of Origin : Latvia

Feelings about meeting their soul mate :

Unconcerned

He's actually completely forgotten about it, between his graduation and recent move to America he hasn't really had the time to think about the date and name written on his wrist. Not to mention all of the celebration/welcome parties.

[Morte Angelis]

Annaliza Wynnter

21

Siren

Bisexual

Likes :

[*] Thunderstorms
[*] Boats
[*] Strawberries
[*] Wine
[*] Green Grapes
[*] Homemade food

~

Dislikes :

[x] Pre-cooked food
[x] Fish
[x] Strong Smells
[x] Derogatory Comments
[x] Beer
[x] Dogs

Bio :

Annaliza was born under some rather unusual circumstances. Her mother Eliza met a man whose name didn't match the one on her wrist, had sex with him, and then met her soul mate a week later. She ended up getting pregnant from the man she had a fling with and passed Annaliza off as Andrew's child because they both had blonde hair and blue eyes. This ended up working out just fine for a few years until Eliza let it slip one day when she had more than a few beers. Needless to say, Andrew was furious but he didn't blame Anna so he tried to keep himself together and her parents ended up working things out.

Their rekindled relationship resulted in Annaliza's little brother and sister, who her parents doted on quite a bit; which left Anna to entertain herself. She picked up painting when she was 7, and was in the store buying paints with her father one day and spoke to a little boy who was there with his parents. The boy ( who ended up being her neighbor ) saw Anna on her way from school one day and spent some time talking her before going to cross the street to his house. A car came through the neighborhood at a speed way higher than the limit and ended up hitting him.

His parents rushed him to the hospital and he ended up getting away with just a few broken bones, but Anna kept her distance from him after that day. The same sort of thing happened 5 times over the next 9 years, so Anna just stopped using her voice after she talked to her mother and found out that a Siren's voice can entrance people and cause bad things to happen. After graduating from high school with slightly better than average grades, she started attending an art school and heard more than one person on campus talking about her and calling her a weirdo or a freak because she doesn't talk to anyone. There were also quite a few comments about the sketchbook she carries around that she draws in and uses to talk to people through writing.

Occupation : Craft Store Owner

Country of Origin : England

Thoughts on meeting her Soul Mate : Incredibly worried. She doesn't know whether or not they will accept her for being a forced ( or by choice, depends on your view ) mute, and the fact that she probably won't ever be able to let them hear her voice. She'd been told it was beautiful; but she doesn't want to risk using her voice and accidentally causing something horrible to happen to her soul mate. She also hopes that they'll like home cooked meals, because other than painting, cooking is her favorite hobby.

[Red_massa]

Name : Pavel 'The Mink' Vladiminkov

Age : 23

Gender : Male

Appearance/Looks :

Pavel

Species : Human

Sexual Preference : Heterosexual.

Likes : Electronic Music; Steak; Soccer;
Outdoors; Alcohol; Coffee; MMA; Driving.

Dislikes : Complete silence; Being bored; Losing Money from gambling; Dentists & Doctors; Owls; Foxes.

Bio : Pavel had been born in Russia where he we raised until he roughly 16 years of age. Which was when he became noticiblely more mischevious; getting into fights on the soccer pitch, day drinking at school, spiking the teachers morning coffee just to name a few. However when his parents had enough of his actions they had decided to have him go live with his two elder twin brothers along with their uncle.
For the first little bit he had a tough time adjusting to the North American culture which gave him something to focus himself on which may have been the reason that he had toned down the mischievous nature down. He had lived with his brothers and uncle up until the point in time when they had decided to go back to Russia since they had a well thought out idea to open their own business. This was when Pavel had to make the difficult decision of whether to go back to Russia after being in Colorado for the past 6 years or stay in the United States.

As much as he had loved Moscow in Russia, Pavel had decided to stay in the States but to move to a different one. Recently he had been captivated by the electronic music genre and he had researched that New York City has some pretty great clubs. He was really torn between New York and Los Angeles but NY had cooler temperatures that he was more accustomed to. Once he got to New York not really knowing anyone at first he spent a lot of time practicing how to mix awesome beats. He one day hopes to be a producer of EDM but until then he is perfectly happy DJ'ing at Cielo.

Occupation : Club Disk Jockey

Country of Origin : Moscow, Russia

Feelings about meeting their soul mate : The mixed emotions of finding his soulmate leave him torn a little inside. He fears that they won't enjoy the same things or even dislike one of his favorite things to do. He also worries about their taste in music since he is a club DJ. Don't get him wrong he is however excited to find them but ever since the day he noticed the tattoo it had never changed one yet.

[Mivuli]

With short black hair, a pale complexion, and a petite build standing at 165cm (roughly 5’5”), Mia avoids wearing make-up, and doesn’t have any piercings or tattoos.

Midnight Moon

Name: Mia Adams
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Sexual Preference: Pansexual
Likes: | Authenticity | Honesty | The Internet | Alternative rock |
Dislikes: | Tension and conflict | Formality |

Bio: Mia may have passed 18, but she doesn’t feel like an adult. While she’s mature enough to have a good head on her shoulders, she lacks experience, coming from a small Southeast Asian country, and a life of relative average-ness. Moving to the West meant immersing herself in an entirely new culture, when she’s spent her entire life steeped in traditionalism. Of course, that isn’t to say Mia’s a stick-in-the-mud. She accepts people readily, but doesn’t adapt easily to new situations. As a child, she would make few friends in school, since she spent a large part of her time keeping quiet until someone spoke to her first. But once she met good friends willing to coax a response out of her, she was completely at home. Mia’s come out of her shell a bit since then, and has learnt how to take the first step in introducing herself. However, she will only do so if the other person doesn’t first, and she finds it worth the while to meet someone new.

Completely easy-going, Mia’s first priority is to live a good, balanced life, and figure the rest out later, which has led to her being absolutely carefree in selecting her peers. She’s been friends with scholars and delinquents, class-toppers and students who can’t figure out quadratic equations. Some have been good influences, others questionable. But Mia doesn’t keep in touch much with her past friends, now that she has moved overseas; perhaps just the key few.

Her parents initially didn’t approve much of her leaving the country, but that was just their protective instincts kicking into gear. (These are, of course, the same people who previously forbade her from dating until she was 30. They later brought that number down to 20) While they’ve let her leap from under their conjoined wings, they continue to keep tabs on her via phone calls and make it a point to let Mia know that they still don’t whole-heartedly agree with their daughter living alone in a foreign land, working at a coffee-shop. But parents will be parents.

Occupation: Barista

Country of Origin: Singapore

Feelings about meeting her soul mate: Anticipation, with a dash of disbelief. While it seems the ink has had a good track record so far – successfully and historically match-making people with their intendeds – that has never erased Mia’s concerns that she will somehow not match up, or that this one time the system will fail her. She wants to live with no regrets, so finding someone right – be it with the help of the ink or not – to be with for the rest of her life is vital to her.

[corrosive]

He looks almost completely normal but his hands are clawed like talons instead of fingers, they are very sharp.

Name: Roderick Harold Duchannes.

Age: Twenty.

Gender: Male.

Species: Warlock - A creature born of a demon and a human, immortal with magical powers. Often seen with a mark of their status, something that would appear strange to the human eye.

Sexual Preference: Bisexual.

Likes: Cloudy days, winter, vibrant colors, ants and other small insects, cats, scarves, reading, writing, singing, violin, classical music.

Dislikes: Sunny days, summer, pale colors, spiders, loud noises, unidentifiable noises, raccoons, strange smells.

Bio:

He was born almost completely normal to a step father and a mother. Though she often brushed over the subject of his real father without relaying many details, he mostly assumed that he had died before he was born. He lived a very simple life, though his fingers were often a bit befuddling to look at, he never had the urge to ask his mother about them and often wore thick leather gloves to hide them. He was very smart throughout school and very respected among his peers for his growing talents with writing.

His interest in writing became his life and he was quick to join the school's paper, often reporting all that he could on the latest happenings and he became very good at it. It wasn't until one day while he was working with the editor for an assignment, he sent her out to get to her classes and he got to work. His mind began to wander and that was when he noticed that every paper in the room had began to rise around him and they were moving in lazy circles.

His terror was as quick as them falling to the ground, left staring at a pile of papers scattered all around him. He didn't know what it meant but he knew that it couldn't be normal and he left with a pounding heart and he tried to forget the incident. His life was full of incidents, random strange things; candles lighting by themselves, floating leaves, things disappearing. It became a theme and he did all he could to ignore it until his mother confronted him about his heritage and left him with a hollow feeling in his chest.

He went to college after much urging from his step father and became a journalist for the local news paper and that's where he is now.

Occupation: Journalist.

Country of Origin: United States Of America.

Feelings about meeting their soul mate: He often found himself staring at the strange markings in his skin and feeling apprehension, he's nervous about who they are and he's nervous about how they would feel about him.

[Musoka]

Name: Solenne Nocturne

Age : 23...give or take a few thousand.

Gender : Male

Species : Vampire

Sexual Preference : Heterosexual

Likes :
-Red Wine
-Expensive suits
-Music in all its forms
-Theater

Dislikes :
-Crass attitude
-Ill Manners
-Dubstep.

Bio :
Solenne is a man of the word, as he well should be as a man left in turmoil of time. Solenne has watched empires rise and fall from the shadows, from back when the things that went bump in the night were just stories. Solenne has forgotten much before he took to the night, but remembers the day the fiery iron hunger first ignited in his throat and stomach.

Born into the world of the vampire, Solenne was a Second Child. A Progeny of a Progeny of Cain himself, the first cursed. Solenne found himself lost in the petty politicking and infighting that the noble houses had with each other. Sick of the distasteful nature, Solenne escaped his master by the only way a free vampire can form. Death of the progenitor.

But this was all in the past, Solenne now looks forward, the bright light of a night anew. A world where he is known for what he is. A world, where he is free.

Occupation: Musician.

Country of Origin : England.

Feelings about meeting their soul mate : Solenne is rather indifferent about his soul mate. He has already had the brand on his wrist change on him three or four times. One of those was due to the girl being his selected prey for the night. He never really forgave himself for that. He can't really see it working out without finding a soul mate that would survive the time passing with him.

[Deadnaut]

Aura

Name : Aura James Kalstov

Age : 26

Gender : Female

Appearance

Appearance/Looks :

Species : Human

Sexual Preference : Heterosexual

Likes : Guns, Coffee, Video Games, Reading, Rain, Snow, Country Music

Dislikes : Arrogance, People who refuse to learn, Classic Rock, Waitinh

Bio: Aura grew up in a small town in Northern Texas, and her parents were as conservative as they came. An oilman and a shop-keep, she got an expensive education, but never managed to have more than a few friends until High School came and she overcame her own shyness. Though she'd love to claim her life in college, or at any point before in, was interesting, it was far from it. She had a conventional life with the same worries as everybody else, a good life with little to worry about. The way she tells it, her story really begins in the time after college, when she joined the U.S Army
In the modern day, women were allowed to serve in combat, and Aura was after a lofty goal. She wanted to be the first woman to get into the US Army Rangers, and so that was what she pursued from the very moment she enlisted.

She signed an Option 40 contract, and mere weeks after basic training she was in Ranger School. The odds were against her, of course, after all there was a reason no other women had made the cut yet.
But she did it, in the end, Aura achieved her goal and became the first woman to don the tan beret. And went on to serve two tours in the Army before she switched back to the National Guard back home, a very recent transfer of a few months ago. She found a job with the local police department, where her military expertise was sought for the local S.W.A.T team. As of now, she's never been called into action as part of the National guard or as a S.W.A.T member, instead serving as a normal police officer for the moment.

Occupation: Police/SWAT Officer (National Guard Reservist)

Country of Origin: United States of America

Feelings about meeting their soul mate : Trepidation: Aura doesn't know if whoever her soulmate is will understand her experiences in combat, or how they defined her. She doesn't even know if she wants to be confined like that to a person, in case they call her in as part of the IRR back to active duty

[Pathfinder]

Name
Nathaniel.... that's it
Age
25, at least as far as he can remember

Gender
Male

Appearance/Looks
Nathaniel has the body of a warrior, strong and powerful but more damaged then its worth. Standing at six feet even Nathan is fairly average in this day and age, not standing out too much. He has no tattoos but countless scars cover his body, mostly cuts but there are several circular scars that could only have come from bullets scattered around his upper torso. Finally the only other noteworthy thing about him is the burn scars along his forearms. They appear to have been wrapped with heated chains, implying some form of bondage or torture somewhere in his past. Clothing wise, Nathan picks up anything that can fit.
Species
Promethean

Sexual Preference
Pansexual

Likes
-Fire
-Good People
-Many types of music
-Hugs
-Cuddling
-People watching
-Most foods
Dislikes
-Swimming
-The cold
-Rain
-Bad people
-Conflict
-Horror movies
Bio
Nathaniel is really old, incredibly old, old as balls. He has had many lives and many soul mates within his creation and now. However that is unimportant in the grand scheme of things because for all intents and purposes he is a twenty five year old man living in garbage. He started out like most people do, by waking up. Granted, the moment people understand sentience is usually much younger and they also don't usually happen face down in a dirty puddle but that is exactly when his story begins. Unfortunately there isn't anything truly impressive about his story, he never truly got past not knowing anything about his past and as it turns out there isn't much psychiatric help for those who don't have a penny to their names. Cast aside and left to rot with nothing but a name and the clothes on his back Nathaniel drifted from place to place, nothing tethering him down for long.

Recently however he has decided to stay. There is an itch on the wind, a taste he could feel, and a sound he could just see. While they sound like the ravings of a mad man, which honestly you aren't too far off, they all made perfect sense to Nathaniel and as such has tried his damnedest to stay put.
Occupation
N/A, homeless and unemployed
Country of Origin
Greece, Ancient

Feelings about meeting their soul mate
Excited, scared, worried, happy, all of them all at once and some times none at all. The biggest thing is all Nathan wants is for his other half to be happy and he doesn't think a penniless bum can bring that.

[Argetlam350]

Alekaiser

Name: Alekaiser Trentworth

Age: 30

Appearance:



Gender: Male

Species: Werewolf

Sexual Preference: Heterosexual

Likes:
-Video games
-Cooking
-Reading
-Variety of metal music
-Rain and snow
-Horror movies
-Rugby, Australian Rules Football, Football

Dislikes:
-Spiders
-Anything made of silver
-Overly crowded places, feeling of entrapment
-American Football
-Arrogant people who won't learn from mistakes

Bio: Alekaiser is a pure blooded werewolf, a rare being for it means that his mother did not shift for the nine months he was in her womb due to if she had, he would not of lived. Even rarer is that his mother survived his birthing so he was reveared by his parents as a gift for them to be able to have a son of their own blood. He was born in Norway, but did not live there long for his father's job had required moving around. At the age of three his father got a more permanent job in the United States, along with finding some fellow werewolves who let them in their small pack.

For some time, Alekaiser did not know what he was, his first change wasn't until the age of six and when it happened it terrified him. His parents tried to console him but he retreated into himself and spoke little becoming a loner who did not want to be near anyone afraid that he might hurt them because the wolf in him was easy to agitated for those first few years. In those years he developed a passion for programming finding that it kept his mind away from worrying about what was just under his skin.

It wouldn't be until highschool that he finally broke the chains that held him down and stopped hiding inside himself. He gained control of the wolf and was less afraid to be around others. He passed his senior year on top of his class and went off to college to continue his practice of programming and animation that he enjoyed. Once completing college with a masters he set off into the world deciding to do some traveling before settling down, the worry about a soulmate at the back of his mind near forgotten.

Occupation: Programmer/animator

Country of Origin : born in Norway but raised in America

Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Terrified. He hasn't looked at the mark on his arm in years, hoping that perhaps with ignoring it that maybe, just maybe, he will never meet his soulmate thus allowing him to never face the fear of rejection when they learned what he was, a monster in human skin. He keeps the mark mostly covered, averting his gaze from it when he does cover it.

[AcaciaMalikov]

Victoria Nikitina

[Виктория Никитина]

Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Shifter
Shifts are Full with no In-Between, she's either Human or Animal.
Sexual Preference: Bi-Sexual
Country of Origin: Russia, though she knows English well and lives in America.
Companion: Kubik

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Appearance: Human Form

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Appearance: Chosen Shift

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Likes:
- Winter Weather
- Being Active
- Hiking / Being in the Wilderness
- Animals, especially dogs.
Dislikes:
- Loud Noises
- Large Overpopulated Areas
- Being Confronted
- Staying Inside All Day
- Heights and Falling

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Bio: She doesn't share her history with many and being raised as a shifter, Victoria knew little of any other life, though with this raising she found she could work with some of the most troublesome of animals, she understood them a bit better (she can't hear their thoughts, she just understands their actions more than humans or others would). She had uncontrolled shifts from child to creature throughout her childhood, preventing her from attending any schools as her body worked its magic upon finding a form that suited her best.

Her mother was a cougar, strong and muscular yet gentle towards those closest to her while, her father was an owl, an odd yet wise creature as he and his wife began building a family. Victoria was their second child, though she knows nothing of her older sibling she never really asked as that was the way of her family. She wound up, at the age of 11 being a wolf in her final shift and it's stuck ever since. Though she's capable of other shifts, she'll always have the wolf etched into her heart. She's now 21 and moved about 2 years ago from her mother country to a new place to build a life.

She's found herself as a Dog Trainer helping people with troublesome dogs and she'd recently adopted her own fuzzy companion to keep her company since things were just starting to get lonely. She travels a lot to keep herself fresh and occasionally watches houses while pet sitting to avoid having to rent a place in every new location. She sometimes wonders, while looking down at her wrist, if she'd ever find that somebody her parents told her was unavoidable in life.

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Occupation: Dog Trainer / Dog Sitter

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Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Excited yet Fearful. Why? Because Victoria takes pride in her work with animals, she's only really enjoyed conversing with others when it came to the fuzzy creatures around her and her line of work allows her to succeed in just that. She is though excited as she's never felt any real connection or relation with anyone except her family who were no longer around to support her in this new country.

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Kubik

Age: 3-4 Months
Gender: Male
Species: Husky

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Appearance

[Morte Angelis]

Dyami Iwatoke

29

Banshee

Pansexual

Likes :

[*] Burgers
[*] Orange Juice
[*] Good TV
[*] Beer
[*] His Boa Constrictor ( Larry )
[*] Being right

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Dislikes :

[x] Burnt Food
[x] Not being able to save people
[x] His mailman
[x] Most Holiday's
[x] Cats
[x] Strong Alcohol

Bio :

When Dyami let out his first scream after being born, he caused nearly every bit of glass in the room to crack, and the doctors had no idea what to think of that. They ended up sending him in for testing and it came back that he was a Banshee. When he was old enough to learn what that was, he did his best not to raise his voice above a certain level. After all, it wouldn't be very good to cause things to break every time you got mad. However; it didn't stop him from purposefully yelling sometimes when he was particularly mad.

Dyami knew from a young age that he wanted to be a doctor, and spent every spare moment that he could reading his mother's medical books and having her quiz him on them. His father wasn't so keen on his son's goals though and told him he should find a more respectable career. That statement led Dyami to ask him what career could be more respectable than one where he saves people's lives every day. After that little comment, his father tried to talk him out of it several more times; but he figured out that it was no use, he started putting money into a medical school fund.

After getting his father's blessing, he put even more effort into his studies and managed to get a full scholarship to medical school where he specialized in Trauma and life threatening injuries. Throughout his schooling he saw things that would make people with weak stomach's incredibly sick, but he pushed through without much problem at all and ended up graduating with a job offer and honors. His father and his stepmom were unbelievably proud of him, and immediately after the award ceremony Dyami went and visited his mother's grave.He showed her his diploma and told her about all that had happened since the last time he visited.

Nowadays Dyami works a lot of overtime at the hospital and often times finds himself almost falling asleep on the stack of patient files on his desk.

Occupation : Doctor ( Trauma Surgeon )

Country of Origin : Canada

Thoughts on meeting her Soul Mate : [b]Excited/b]. Dyami has been waiting a long time to meet his soul mate and hopes that they won't mind that he works long hours, and usually gets called in on his days off because someone is dying and needs to be operated on. He'd love to take them out to dinner or get something to eat so he can get to know them.

[Grimoire Gaming]

Béatrix de la Croix

Age: 630, turned at around age 18

Nicknames/aliases: Trixy, Wolfsbane, Madame Vengeance
Gender: Female
Species: Vampire
Sexual Preference: Hetero

Likes:

• Her dual glock 22s
• flirting
• hard liquor (chartreuse, especially)
• mind games
• meaningless hookups
• blood

Dislikes:

• WEREWOLVES
• the English
• prudes
• love
• people who take themselves too seriously

Bio:

Sorry about the wall of text :x

The end of the 14th century in Europe was a time of revolution and crisis… There was the Hundred Years' War between the English and the French for Western France, the Black Death decimating the continent, and famine afflicting the poor. Béatrix de Le Croix was born to a noble French family in the winter of 1367. She lived a life of luxury for a time, as her family was one of wealth and power.

In the year of 1385, Béatrix had reached an age where her marriage was the talk of the entire town, let alone the family. Back in those days, women had little choice in the matters of marriage, especially nobles who married for power, not their soul mates. Béatrix’ parents had suitors lined up at the door for her, but everyone knew it for the ruse it was, her future husband was already chosen for her. The groom-to-be was the ideal political match, and the complete opposite of a love connection. The man was portly, red-faced and smelled of soured milk… on a good day.

Fortunately for Béatrix (although others at the time may have disagreed with that sentiment) the Black Death had fallen upon her like a war hammer. It was on one of the nights when Béatrix’ sickly coughing had her up late into evening, that a soft rapping came at her window. Recognizing the face of one of the suitors that she had taken quite a fondness for, Béatrix let Francis into her home. Before all else, Francis planted a hungry kiss on her lips. If she hadn’t been so sick, blood would have rushed to her cheeks in waves. His was the name marked on her wrist, and hers on his.

That night, Francis studied her sickly condition and made her an offer: he would cure her of this disease and save her life, if she promised to run away with him and leave this life of nobility and fame behind. Her new life would have to be a secret… and they would have to get the vampiric council’s approval as well. Being young and in love, Béatrix made the decision any flowered girl would make, she chose a life of freedom with this overwhelmingly handsome man – her soul mate. Young love with the promise of beauty and an eternity together was enough to keep any secret. Francis turned her into a vampire that very night and prepared her for a new life to come. First though, they had to stage her death which, of course, is an easy thing to do when you no longer have a pulse and the Black Death is already upon you. Believing that their only heir had passed away in her youth, Béatrix’ parents never came looking for her.

Béatrix and Francis were happy together for quite a while, they traveled the world, new and old, and made love in all of the most beautiful places. Béatrix enjoyed her new found strength and powers, and she felt untouchable. Unfortunately for Francis, Béatrix thought wrong… One fateful night, Béatrix awoke alone in their bed with an unbearable pain searing her wrist. Francis frequently went out of town for meetings that Béatrix asked little questions about, it wasn’t really a woman’s place to pry – even in the vampiric community. But the night before, Francis hadn’t mentioned any meetings. Béatrix did know one thing about her lover’s dealings, and that was that they were very dangerous.

Béatrix scrambled out of bed in fear and ran out into the living area. A scream burst from her chest as she took in the scene of her lover splayed out across the floor. Savage claw marks were raked into Francis’ chest and his heart was absent. Béatrix crumpled to her knees at the realization of what had happened. Francis’ job came with dangers, it came with enemies, enemies like werewolves who would come into your house in the middle of the day, wake you from your slumber, and murder you.

From that fateful day and forward, Béatrix picked up where Francis had left off. She would avenge Francis’ death and slay every crooked supernatural being that she came across, especially the wolves. Béatrix knew enough about werewolves to know that she couldn’t beat them in strength, but she could outwit them, deceive them, and catch them by surprise. Over the years, Béatrix honed her skills in vampire mental manipulation, deception, and investigation. As technologies and weapons changed, so did she, trying to stay one step ahead of the enemy. Rumors and tales spread in the supernatural community of this fearsome self-claimed hitwoman, but few knew the name and face to match the stories… almost none who recognized her for who and what she was survived to tell the tale.

Trixy found her way to the New World seeking adventure and new enemies to hunt. She is currently in NYC on a mission to put down rogue supernaturals wreaking havoc in the city.

Occupation: Hit woman/bounty hunter (nicknamed Wolfsbane, and Madame Vengeance) – it used to be a self-decided operation, but she now works with the military and law enforcement to take out criminals only.

Country of Origin: France

Feelings about meeting soul mate: Trixy’s is a tale of heartbreak. When she lost Francis, she lost everything – her sire, her best friend, and her lover. She doesn’t believe in second chances, and refuses to love again. No one will replace what Francis was to her, she won’t let them. The day she saw Francis’ name blackened and crossed off on her wrist, she bound her arm in silk to cover up what would come next. She didn’t want another, her heart was too cold to feel anything but pain. In time, she did see the new ink, but the date was centuries away, and she hoped maybe she’d die first. Although she keeps the tattoo still wrapped, the name haunts her subconscious, especially knowing that the date is so close now…

[Argetlam350]

The Big Bad Wolf

Name:Bartholomew Whitlock, but prefers being called Thole

Nicknames/aliases: Thole, Beast of Gevaudan, The Warg, Jean-Baptiste, The True Big Bad Wolf

Age:652 years

Gender:Male

Appearance/Looks:




Species:Werewolf

Sexual Preference: Hetero

Likes:
-Liquor
-A good fight
-The metallic smell of blood
-The occasional fling
-Working with metal (minus silver of course)

Dislikes:
-VAMPIRES (damn bloodsuckers are a plague XD)
-Silver
-French (Vampire that betrayed him was French, and French people killed his pack)
-Overly stubborn people

Bio:
He was born a simple blacksmith in a small town in England. He lived a normal life for the most part with little incident happening until the age of twenty five when he was attack while traveling under a full moon. How he even managed to escape the beast that attacked him he was uncertain, how he lived was a bigger mystery. All he knew the beast that attacked him was a wolf, but far larger then any wolf he had come across before. A month later he felt the call of the moon and learned the truth of what he was and panicked. He ran away from his normal life unsure where to go when he ran into a pack of werewolves that welcomed him among them and where he found his first soulmate, miraculously she was a werewolf as well.

During the early 1700s, his pack and mate were keeping themselves low to avoid the werewolf trials that had begun during the sixteenth century. Unfortunately they were betrayed by a vampire who they had made an agreement with and his entire pack and family were slaughtered by man while the vampire that had betrayed them laughed. He managed to escape but lost his love and in pain and anger he choose the path of vengeance showing how truly monstrous a werewolf could be and set his sights on the village that had attacked his pack. Gevaudan. He terrorized the village for three years from 1764 to 1767. In that time it is unknown really how many he killed by the attacks, some say it was as low as sixty kills while others have put it even as high as 200 kills. It gained him the reputation of being the real life Big Bad Wolf. In this time other werewolves also struck back for the deaths of their comrades of the unjust werewolf trials. Few survived and were killed after awhile but he lived and disappeared from Gevaudan after finding the vampire that betrayed his pack and tearing him to shreds. The attacks were merely written off as a normal wolf that was shot and killed shortly after he left. He did not return to civilization for another twenty years and again it was in the form of a wolf that was called Jean-Baptiste.

As the werewolf called Jean-Baptiste, he did not attack men, like he had in Gevaudan, his inner raging wolf having calmed down since the lost of his family but he had not forgiven mankind and chose to instead torment them and be a trickster and tricky wolf to kill. Of course with the attacks only twenty years earlier the people were scared even at the mere sight of a wolf and a hunt was formed. For several days he lead his pursuers on a chase that ended with him seemingly drowning as he attempted to cross a river. Thus ended the trickster wolf Jean-Baptiste. Again he disappeared back into the forests of Europe, not appearing for some time until the chance was given to go to the new world and he did not hesitate. In time he did find his new soul mate but she was lost to him far to soon due to cancer. He had only just learned to love again when he lost her and retreated far into himself forming a barrier around his heart, so to never be hurt again by the wretched feeling of love.

To the rest of the werewolves he was dubbed The Warg, and depending on who you asked, some call him a hero others a monster. He has gotten use to the name calling and doesn't care how he is viewed, what happened is in the past. Does he regret what he did? For some yes but mostly he did what he did in the name of justice which he would never of gotten with following the normal path of men's ways in that time period.

Occupation:Writer and Metalsmith

Country of Origin: England

Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Impassive, he's lost two soulmates all ready, he isn't going to get attached to a third right out the gate and even if he meets his new soulmate, doesn't mean he will fall for them. The name on his arm merely is a mark on him like the other scars that cover him and hasn't looked at the new blue writing even when it first appeared.