Name: Gregory Lancer<br/>Occupation: Head Scientist<br/>Age: 25<br/>Race: Human<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/guy-1-2-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Name: Lunos<br/>Occupation: Moon Lord<br/>Age: Unknown<br/>Appearance Age: 18<br/>Race: ???<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/03_115157_85wa2-1-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Gregory had been hard at work trying to find a way to wake the man he had grown close to when they were younger. Then upon reaching what appearances would say was eighteen...he fell into a deep sleep. The guy he had known hadn't really been all there even before he fell into this true and deep sleep. The sleep from which he had never been able to wake him. Even as a child his friend had never been truly awake. Though he had been "awake" his eyes were always vacant like he was living but not awake. This had intrigued him and been what had guided him to become a scientist. His passion to find a way to wake him...to wake his friend. To wake the young man even as a youth his parents told him was called the moon lord. His friend they had found, his parents being they, frozen in a chamber of ice in the form of a child. The building had once been used for something supposably like magic...alchemy. Nowadays no one believed alchemy was even possible. He still had knowledge of legends. Of the lore surrounding the moon lord. It didn't matter. None of it mattered. He was lost in this train of thought when a scientist started speaking to him. "Hmm? You say the Moon Lord is awake? Good." He says. In his mind he was saying thank heavens. He wondered if this was a sign. A sign that paradise could be found. Even if the legend was right and only wolves could enter the paradise...what a find it would be to see the outskirts of paradise.<br/><br/>He stayed stoney face though. He was no longer the young man with life and fire inside. He was now stoney and at times cold. "Heal the wolf. That is your orders. The Moon Lord awakening is a good thing. It means some of our theories will either be proven or turn out false." He says in a cold voice. Going to a computer screen and begins to type in. The scientist protested. "If it is a wolf shouldn't we turn her over to others?" Gregory turned a firey gaze to him. "No. Do as I said. The wolf stays here and will be healed. With the wolf and the moon lord both we may be the first ones to see the outskirts of paradise. For if legends are correct and only wolves can enter...than the outskirts is all we will ever see. Get to work!" He says sharply. "Yes sir!" The man rushes around getting things. Applying dressings and other things to the wolf.<br/><br/>At the same time....<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Lunos was beginning to stir. The scent and feel of wolf blood was passing by his room. He stirred more the stronger the scent got. He got more and more awake as the scent became stronger and stronger. The scent got further away again but the effect was the same. As he woke he begin to notice things. His senses were on higher alert than they had ever been. His eyes slowly fluttered open. He groans as he sits up. Holding his head for a moment before his eyes opened. White sapphire hues looking around. He throws the covers off of him. Standing up as soon as his bare feet hit the floor. Something about the blood he had smelled called to him. He began to detach himself from the machines. He wanted to find the source of whatever it was that was calling to him.</span>