Leritraxas "Ms. Beckett" Leticia Beckett - Lilaen<br/><br/>Debutante (and whelpling) of the infamous Beckett family (long time owners of the Excalibur casino-hotel-resort), Leticia flits from soiree to champagne breakfasts, dining and shmoozing with many of the city's white collar and celebrity residents. Through family ties, wit, a swaying of hips, and a quick tongue, Leticia swiftly slithered her way into grace of the creme de la creme of Vegas' partylife.<br/><br/>Recently however, her father (Salazar Beckett) came to the abrupt conclusion that he had been sharing his wealth with his offspring. This would simply not do for a dragon. Their bond remained too strong to simply let her go cold-turkey however, and so he now employs her as a trustworthy attendant, something rare to find for an established businessman.<br/><br/>Leticia likes pina coladas and getting caught in the rain. Also, literally bathing or sleeping on her (father's) riches and being treated and pampered whenever she can. Though she'd rather wine and dine, she's no Paris Hilton and can change tack quickly in any situation, be it social or otherwise. She spends much of her time among the high and mighty simply observing, only ever letting herself truly relax when she's alone.<br/><br/>Dragon  5<br/>Smooth Talker  4<br/>Keen Senses  3<br/>Socialite  3<br/>_____________________________________________________<br/><br/>Hitomi Saito - Myrleena<br/><br/>Tall at 5 foot 10 inches, Hitomi doesn't look like a classic Japanese beauty.  Her face has a more European cast to it, but is softened by her Oriental ancestry.  Bright green almond shaped eyes, much larger than normal, draw attention, and it's worth noting that they don't have an emphatic fold.  Long, black, almost knee-length silky hair falls down her back, and would reach her knees if she left it loose, rather than the more usual braid.  She usually wears black jeans, a slightly revealing black t-shirt that bares her midriff, and a thin jacket.  Common additions are a small backpack, sunglasses, and a black ball cap.<br/><br/>5 Transmutation<br/>4 Seductress<br/>2 Evocation<br/>2 Jeweler<br/>2 Shinto<br/><br/>Hitomi was the daughter of Kazumi Saito, a miko in Tokyo.  She never knew her father, as he only appeared in Kazumi's life once, but she did know he was half-fae.  She grew up expecting to take over after her mother at the shrine, going to school and such as she did, as well as learning magic from her mother.  Things were going well until about her 15th birthday.  One day a pair of men in gray cloaks arrived, calling themselves Wardens of the White Council.  They explained that her mother had been breaking the Laws of Magic by using spells to calm people in the shrine.  They gave her a warning and left, saying they would be keeping a close eye on her.<br/><br/>Hitomi began keeping an eye on her mother, pleading with her to take the warning to heart.  Kazumi tried, but gradually weakened more and more, until, on Hitomi's 18th birthday, the argument exploded.  She ended up binding Hitomi against her will, and that was enough for the Wardens.  Kazumi was killed on the spot, and Hitomi grabbed a few items and fled, afraid of the memories, and the Wardens.  For a short time she made a living around Tokyo, constantly moving and using her talent for Transmuting to get enough funds to survive, until the Yakuza began to take an interest in her.  Frightened even more, she did something foolish.  She contacted the youngest queen of the Winter Court for aid.<br/><br/>Hitomi tries to forget the year of service that she had to give the Winter Court, alternating blushing or pale-faced at the memories.  It's enough to say she wouldn't go back.  When she was released from the NeverNever, she found herself in the United States.  Fortunately she'd done well with English in school, and she made a living in much the way she had in Tokyo.  With some careful work she even managed to get citizenship over the 4 years she has been here.  It took some time to get to Las Vegas, but she reasoned that it was the best place to lie low, as well as find women who might be willing to let her stay the night in exchange for some company.<br/><br/>_______________________________________<br/><br/>Detective Josiah Kettering - Corinthi<br/><br/>Description:<br/>Short and stocky with dark hair, a perpetual five o'clock shadow, and scarred knuckles. Tends to wear nice suits that he mistreats, leaving them wrinkled and occasionally stained. His voice is rough and low, like he's been gargling with Jack Daniels and gravel, which might actually be the case. As a vice detective, he likes the seedier side of Vegas, and while he doesn't take illegal drugs, he is fond of drinking and prostitution, so long as he's not paying for it.<br/><br/>Cliches:<br/>Lycanthrope: 5 (Dresdenverse Lycanthrope. He doesn't change into a wolf, instead he naturally channels a spirit of rage that makes him fast, tough, strong, aggressive, what have you.)<br/>Shabby Detective: 4<br/>Functioning Alcoholic: 3<br/>Ladies' Man: 2<br/>Gambler: 1<br/><br/>________________________________<br/><br/>Name:  Carmen Rosewater - Dizzied<br/>Race:  White court vampire (succubus)<br/><br/>Description:  Carmen is tall, thin, and like most of her kind, drop-dead gorgeous.  The Rosewater house is a rather small one, as far as vampiric houses go, and as a result she does most of her work alone.  Her age is nearly impossible to tell- anywhere from late twenties to early forties.  She has long, silver hair, expressive red eyes, and knows how to carry herself to attract attention.  She prefers to wear tight leather to show off her curves, but can be seen in provocative, albeit fancy dresses when she attends upper-class social functions.  Her ears bear silver earrings, and a silver stud decorates her bellybutton.<br/><br/>She prefers to feed off lust, but sometimes has a taste for darker emotions- anger, fear, and, all-too-abundant in Las Vegas, greed.  All of her feedings are one-time things, as she doesn't want to end up killing anyone.  Her self control has been known to waver, though.<br/><br/>Though it would be all too easy to dupe rich men into giving her money, she prefers to earn it, citing that its more 'satisfying.'  She gambles, and cheats shamelessly by using her abilities as a psychic vampire to 'taste' her opponents feelings during a hand.<br/><br/>Picture:<br/><br/>Cliches:<br/>Femme Fatale: 5<br/>White Court Vampire: 5<br/>Social Butterfly 3<br/>Card Shark 2<br/><br/>_______________________<br/>Blake - HairyHectic<br/><br/>Very Bad Man (Ex Spook) - 4<br/>Martial artist - 3<br/>MacGyver - 2 (Improvising weapons and equipment as necessary)<br/>Occultist - 2<br/>Criminal - 2 (Picking locks, knowing where to find shady characters and black market gear)<br/>Athletics - 2<br/><br/>Since he's only human I decided on more cliches, but less powerfull ones.<br/><br/>Name: Answers to Blake.<br/><br/>Bio: If pressed, Blake would, with a wry smile, tell a story .. all hypothetically of course .. of a young man, a little too cocky for his own good, who tried the wrong thing at the wrong time on the wrong people, and ended up with a choice .. jail time, or join the military. He elected to join the Marines, perhaps having seen one war film too many. To everyones surprise, not least of all his own, he proved an outstanding recruit. By the end of his first tour he had attained the rank of Sergeant, and transfered to the SEALs, where once again he excelled. Unfortunately this promising military career was cut short by a terrible accident, with a helicopter going down due to a mechanical failure, killing all those on board.<br/><br/>For the best part of the next 10 years, an entirely different person served in an agency that doesn't exist, and did things all over the world that never happened.<br/><br/>Deep in a god forsaken stretch of south american jungle, he and his team ran across something else that didn't exist. Five days and nights of running fights saw a single survivor taken back to the lair of the things that didn't exist, where he was, of all things, offered a literal once in a lifetime opportunity.<br/><br/>He told them where they could shove it.<br/><br/>At that point all hell broke loose. He has memories of more running and gunning, and ended up being evac'ed by a rather strange group, who passed him along to colleagues of theirs. Some rather stuffy old men who knew entirely too much of what was and wasn't real explained a few things to him, and he signed on. The suits were good with the law and computers and dusty old books, but there were times what was needed was something a little less subtle and a little more direct.<br/><br/>And that's where he comes in.<br/><br/>Hypothetically, of course.<br/><br/>____________________________________________<br/><br/>Beatrice St. Croix, Warden of the Council - ShamshielDF<br/><br/>Beatrice seems somewhat out of place in Las Vegas, being overall more shy and bookish, but when it was found that she was a wiz at running the numbers and analyzing trends she was sent to the City of Sin to deal with those who used their arts to skew the odds in their favor.  Though the council had little interest in the earnings and losses of the casinos, it is in their best interest to keep things quiet and...even.<br/><br/>Warden of the White Council: 4<br/>Evocation: 4<br/>Math wiz: 3<br/>Bookworm: 2<br/>Linguist: 2<br/><br/>Beatrice grew up in a house of wizards, and got an early start on books.  She never really interacted well with others of her age, and found that only really books staid her in good company as she grew up.  She reads and fluently speaks a number of languages and will read almost anything that she can get her hands on, though her weakness is for philosophical texts and (to her great embarrassment) cheap romance novels.<br/><br/>Her adherence to the laws of the council, combined with her aptitude for swordplay and evocation spells led her to a career as a warden.  To this day she still has no idea that, in her training, most of the men were trying to woo her, or that her looks are what has gotten her through a number of doors in Vegas.<br/>