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Den Of Wolves

Bryan Alexanders

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_{"Don't judge me I was born to be awesome not perfect"}

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Bryan Alexanders

Name| Bryan Emerson Alexanders
Nickname| Bry, b-ry, The Lovable asshole, THEE Wingman,
Gender| Male
Age| 26
Birthday| February 7, 1991
Job/Education| Jr. Marketing Manager, Bachelors in marketing

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About

Appearance|

Bryan bears very distinguished features starting with his 6ft stature and chestnut skin color to his naturally defined muscle tone that he normally keeps hidden under his form fitting Dress Shirts. His style of clothing is simple...to him at least "a suit for any ocassion and an occasion for any suit." That is Bryan's motto his life mantra if you will. He does have a tattoo of "Black Panthers logo" on his chesteven he doent know the full story behind it he was certain he was drunk when it happened though.

Interests|

Friends, Bryan is very loyal to his friends often times he is the life of the outtings normally drawing attention to the table when at a club or even trying to hook his single friends up. Women, Since he was young Bryan had found himself loving the opposite sex thanks to his older sister Amarra who coaxed him out of his shell and got him talking. and Fun, these include but are by no means limited too...Laser tag, Paint balling, speed dating, going to the gym, hanging out and making plans at the local watering hole.

Fears|

Bryan needs people, very needy in fact most dont know this about him because it is something he keeps well hidden behind a smile or funny one liner but Bryan suffers with depression and anxiety. Bryan feels the need to make every situation a happy one and when things are going to a dark type of place he handles it with laughter. or at least tries his best to.

Sexuality| Heterosexual
Personality|

Funny outgoing and very caring these are the ingredients chosen to create the worlds greatest wingman. That's Bryan in a nutshell there is nothing he wouldn't do for his friends. And always quick with the joke to lighten the mood he believes that if you can make people laugh then you can make the situation brighter. Bryan, while he cant deal with heavy emotional situations will suck it up in a one on one convo its hard for him to drop his guard but he will if it means helping a friend.

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History

Biography|

Bryan grew up in a damn good household in Queens, New York his mother was a lawyer his father a Doctor and his older sister was was an aspiring model.
Needless to say the good looking genes didn't skip him but he knew he needed something more than good looks he just hadn't discovered what gift was given to him from the proverbial gene pool. His father wasn't distant so much as always busy but made sure to spend time with him when the time allowed. His mothers story was just the same she was always busy and stayed on him about school and made sure to be in his ACADEMIC life as much as she could. So it was pointless to say that he was SUPER close to his parents it was more of an in passing type of relationship. His sister on the other hand had basically raised him and gave him all the MORAL support he needed to succeed and helped to pull him out of his shell that he had started to develop due to not really having anyone. Bryan couldn't help thinking that he was burden on her, because instead of spending time with him she could be doing things for herself but, She had saved Bryan and he had come to depend on her until she showed him how to dress and talk to girls and when he made out for the 1st time all bets were off. That was effectively how he started his high school experience.
High school was a blur to be honest it was a whirlwind of making the grades that had let him shine through and blaze through year after year. Although he was beyond smart unlike most of the smart kids he wasn't bullied that could have been due in part to his naturally muscular physique. Truth be told though Bryan was a comedian but unless you sat down and got to know him you could never tell. he always had most people he met smiling or laughing for some reason or another and could always lighten the mood with a quick quip or random comment.
College Life For Bryan was where he really had begun to blossom This was the place in which he truly found himself from his style to his voice to his form of expression he took everything he had learned and saw from his past experiences and mashed them together and in the hot fires of college did Bry emerge he no longer required help with women he knew better how to balance social and school life. His style of dress went from the basics of what his sister showed him to casual suits and dress suits and ties to just becoming an all around smooth talker that had charmed his way under many a skirt the only problem was they always wanted to stay and cuddle and all that, and it wasn't really his scene at the time. For the right person though he would be willing to push beyond his own boundaries and maybe give the after sex thing a shot. Again thanks in part to his sister Bryan knew how to shop his ass off.

A Memory|

When Bryan was 9 the family took a trip to Universal studios and had got seperated from his family his sister most of all and when he couldnt find her he had begun to panic unsure of what was happening to him, person after person had asked him what was wrong but it only made the situation worse. the whole time this was happening he could only think that he was being abandoned for being too needy. this was the stage of his first Anxiety attack.

Struggles|

Dealing with Anxiety over the years, Losing his sister,

Family|

Father: Gabriel Alexanders
Mother: Felecia Alexanders
Siblings:

Iris Alexanders1

Iris Alexanders2

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Howling For Attention

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Redwood Apartments, Silvervale, LA

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Den Of Wolves

Lycan Form

Age
27

Gender
Male

Personality
Quiet. Caring. Hard working. Stoic. Contemplative. Not one to waste Words.

Occupation
Farmer/Gardener in Scotland.

Items
Work gloves. Wedding ring of his deceased life partner. Wallet. Pocket Almanac. Extremely Tough Jerky.

Skills
Beyond enhanced sense of smell, hearing. Unrealistic stamina. Strength. Speed.

Other
A scar that looks like 3 massive slashes across his chest.

Biography
Erste was his name and among the pack that he ran with he was the beta. It’s not that he couldn’t have been the alpha he CHOSE not to he had no interest in it. At least until he met Nephry she wasn’t a were but understood them better than most humans. Erste was a real piece of work before he met Nephry, he could outdrink and outfuck most of the Wolves in his pack and had a more commanding aura than even his alpha. Nephry saw this and even with her understanding she pushed Erste to start his own pack. She saw the potential he had and wanted to bring that ALPHA side of him forth. Erste after talking with her for awhile he agreed and left his old pack. Erste’s older alpha wasn’t ok with this and wasn’t about to lose his right hand man. However, to Erste’s face his alpha was very congratulatory. Then like a thief in the night Nephry was taken away from him and and in her stead was left a message.

What right do you think you have to leave the Fang of Fenrir. You are apart of this until otherwise stated. And as for this bitch that has been pumping your head full of this nonsensical bullshit well...we have to remove her. Feel free to mate with any of the other bitches we keep around. Erste saw and read this. and in a fit of rage so violent so aggressive that the form he took was twisted, distorted even as he took of running to where his Alpha resided and the two fought and fought hard. Leaving Erste with the scar on his chest. And a dead Alpha. But in his dying breath he gave the kill order and in moments he saw a flash of blue, Neprys eyes and tears as she was broken torn and shredded before his very eyes. This turned into a long night as Erste had begun to fight an unwinnable battle against his packmates and bearing more scars he took the lives of the entirety of his pack and left a bloody and torn mess.

Years later, Erste had moved to Scotland and began a new life of solitude.

Den Of Wolves

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Dungeon Dive

My writings not perfect but i loves me some diablo and am in the midst of playing. That being said if there are still openings id love to give this a go. This actually sounds pretty damn good. If there is an opening id give it my all at playing a mage.

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Royal betrayal

Name: Calcifer Morningstar

Calcifer's pic

Alias’: (None Yet)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Drow
Birthplace: Kingdom of Delmarin?
Occupation: Mercenary
Language(s): Drow, Elvish, A little Fae, Common
Native tongue: Drow

Weapons/Offensive equipment: Aside from his magic Calcifer loves to go all out hand to hand but if necessary WILL brandish dual short spears.
Items/Defensive equipment/Misc: Has a Bracelet that he keeps on at all times to dull the more Drow-like features

Height: 5’4
Weight: 163lbs

Currently lives: With his Mercenary group on the outskirts of Delmarin

Hobbies: Collecting weapons

Talents/Skills: Conjuration magic, and cosmetic magic

Strengths: Conjuration, close range combat

Weaknesses: Cant swim, gets carriage sick, Can be a bit of a hothead

Familiar: Lucifer A large Black Dire wolf

Lucifer

History: He doesnt remember much but if you ask nicely Calcifer will tell you. I dont remember being born but i do remember being found. His name was Malthiel and he was a mercenary not sure what his job was at the time but he saw me a “Helpless” Drow boy apparently, lost and alone and he started talking to me asking question after question and one thing led to another and Malthiel asked if i’d like to stay with him on the condition that i one day made my own way. I responded with a nod and i even helped him finish his job. I was little more than a decoy but i helped then i got to watch as he brandished a sickle making it appear out of nowhere and began to slaughter his target but not kill no Malthiel liked to toy with his marks, healing them and slowly peeling flesh from them and my eyes lit up at the sight of such...such...Fun. That was the moment when i knew i wanted to learn how to do what he did and he was eager to teach.

Royal betrayal

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