Blood & Magic: Character Thread
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				Title: <strong>Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narianna</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 06:51:48</strong>
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				Blood &amp; Magic: Interest and Recruitment (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132044.msg5866553#msg5866553)<br>Blood &amp; Magic: OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132611.msg5897417#msg5897417)<br>Blood &amp; Magic: Reedland (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132617.msg5897564#msg5897564)<br>Blood &amp; Magic: Murphy's Tavern (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132621.msg5897645#msg5897645)<br>Blood &amp; Magic: Gas Station (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132620.msg5897613#msg5897613)<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong><span style="font-family: Impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size">Blood &amp; Magic</span></span></strong></span></div><br><strong>Character Bio Template:</strong><br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Name:[/b]<br>[b]Race:[/b]<br>[b]Gender:[/b]<br>[b]Age:[/b]<br><br>[b]Appearance:[/b] (This can be a description or picture. If it's a picture, please make as realistic as possible.)<br><br>[b]Powers:[/b] (List your ONE special ability here if you’re a vampire. List your specialty or whether you’re just a jack of all trades if you’re a witch. If you’re human, just delete this section.)<br><br>[b]History:[/b]<br><br>[b]Personality:[/b]<br><br>[b]Advantages:[/b]<br>[b]Flaws:[/b]</code></pre><br><br><strong>Characters:</strong><br>Vampire/Witch: 1<br>Witch: 3<br>Vampire: 5<br>Human: 4
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narianna</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 06:52:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size">NPCs</span></div><br><strong>Name:</strong>Laurie Johnson<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Age:</strong>17<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/LaurieJohnson.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>She has been Aryanna’s best friend since kindergarten. Unfortunately, over the past couple years, her grades have been slipping, she’s been hanging out with the wrong crowd, and there are many rumors of other mischievous acts she’s gotten into.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>Dressing in punk and listening to a lot of hardcore music, Laurie has a very anarchist, fuck society and authority mentality and attitude.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>May Murphy<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Age:</strong>70<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/MayMurphy.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>May married her high school sweetheart, Sam Murphy, at the age of 18. They have been happily in love ever since. They were never able to have children, and she always felt as though something was missing in her life. When Ary came into her life, it felt complete.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>The most kind and generous old lady around. She is wise and can be morally strict but she will bend over backwards for you. She always manages to make everything feel like it will all be alright. She will give you the shirt off her back and make you a five course home cooked meal to go with it.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Sam Murphy<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>71<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/SamMurphy.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Sam grew up under the stern eye of his father. He always knew he would marry the love of his life, May, and run the family tavern. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Sam is a kind soul but stern. It’s only because he cares so much and can express it no other way. He does laugh and smile a lot and has the laugh lines to prove it.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Clark Monroe<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>56<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/ClarkMonroe.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Clark’s father was instrument in building this town and was the town’s first sheriff. It only seemed right that Clark was elected sheriff as well. He’s been the town’s sheriff for the past 25 years.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>With a dry since of humor and a rather bland personality, Clark is an overall curmudgeon.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Leona Smith<br><strong>Race:</strong>Witch<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Age:</strong>35<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/LeonaSmith.jpg)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> Earth manipulation.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> She was born and raised in an English Tribe as the Chief’s daughter. She had an avid love for books and learning. When she was only 15, a passing Moryth took notice of the lovely young girl. He brought her back and became her mentor for twenty years. She was cut off from society and her Tribe. At the age of 25, she was one of Moryth’s most prized pupils and investigators. Her mentor retired and she took on a more equal partner. After nine years together, her partner died in the line of duty, drained of his blood by a vampire they had been researching. The Moryth didn’t waste much time until they threw her back in the ring with a new partner, Todd Williams. She didn’t know much about this man yet, but she did know that the Moryth took him in originally to terminate him. He’d been asking too many questions about them. However, when they saw his powers, they deemed him far too useful to get rid of.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>Leona is studious and serious. She generally always has her nose stuck in a book.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Allison Goodwish<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Age:</strong>28<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/AllisonGoodwish.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Allison’s great-Aunt had been of the founding settlers. Her parents moved them out there from Nevada when her father lost his job. She finished her high school years in the small town’s single school. She got her degree and subsequent 2 year Master’s in Education and had always dreamed of teaching. She came back home and has been teaching English to juniors and seniors for the past five years.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>A soft smile and sweet disposition pretty much wrap up Allison’s personality. She is quick to cry at a romantic movie and always willing to lend a listening ear.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>John Doggit<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>42<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/JohnDoggit.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>John was a product of nepotism in the Federal Bureau. Luckily, he was competent enough and, with many years under his belt, has become fairly good. However, he was stuck in the X-Files division from the beginning and that is where he has stayed. A non-believer in the beginning, he quickly became acclimated to the vast world of the supernatural that he has to deal with on a daily basis.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>At first he was a quick tempered and surly young man, given the place in which he’d been stuck in the basement of the FBI. He has since become quite mellow and obsessed with work, with a wry sense of humor and quick wit.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Siobhan Cummins<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Age:</strong>40<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/SiobhanCummins.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>A fast rising pupil in the Quantico FBI Training Academy, Siobhan caught the attention of many Assistant Directors. She was put into the Counterterrorism Division and prospered quite fruitfully, she and her partner solving many cases. However, her loyalty to her partner on a particular case resulted with her partner being fired and she, with the help of her Assistant Director, instead of being fired was placed in the basement alongside John Doggett working the X-Files.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>She is loyal to a fault. She is also very logical and intellectual, making it difficult for her to accept the supernatural, though it is quite obviously shoved into her face on a daily basis.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Floyd Chester<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>48<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/FloydChester.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Floyd runs the Gas Station.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>Hillbilly redneck hick.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Sebastian Alexander<br><strong>Race:</strong>Vampire<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>3,000<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/SebastianAlexander.jpg)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> Presence. With a mere thought, Sebastian can claim the attention and acquiescence of a large room full of people.<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Lord of a fairly large amount of cities and towns in Utah. Sebastian is fairly secretive. Not many actually know of his story.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>Mysterious and secretive, debonair and suave, powerful and extremely rich.<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Faith Leighton<br><strong>Race:</strong>Vampire<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Age:</strong>1,000<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/FaithLeighton.jpg)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong>Faith can see 3 seconds into the future and is therefore always one step ahead of you.<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Lord Alexander’s Sheriff and close advisor.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>With a kick ass and take names later attitude, Faith is an openly lesbian vampire with a taste for designer clothes.<br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Josh Hartley<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>22<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/JoshHartley.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Recently having graduated from the University of Utah, Josh was bright and ready to take on the world. So when he heard of the job running the Newspaper press all by himself in the little town of Reedland, he jumped on it! He didn't mind that the town was so small or that the old Newspaper owner died of mysterious causes. He also didn't mind that he would have no one underneath him to help with the work. He cared mostly that there was no one above him. He had the freedom to write what he wanted and he could creatively design and print it all on his own. The one thing he didn't take into account is how little there would be to report in such a small town. He's hoping this job will lead to bigger and better things in his life.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>A bit bitter from the lack of newsworthy material, Josh is slightly withdrawn, almost a hermit inside his little shop. He's very creative and ambitious, his hope taking him very far in life.<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Jack Nixon<br><strong>Race:</strong> Vampire<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Age:</strong> 30 actual 350<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7053/6949955757_49f2edccb3_m.jpg)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> Danger sense, Jack can sense when people mean him harm no matter how they try and hide it.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> Sleazebag, pond scum all have been said of Jack and all are true, there is nothing that he will not do in the ways of cheating or stealing from people. Steal candy from a baby he would steal the pram too.<br><br>He lives on the edge of every society, Vampire and human in the shadows and that is the way he likes it. Always on the move, rootless and of no fixed abode as the cops say but he must have come from somewhere. All Jack will say on the matter is that it was a desert shit hole.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> No morals or ethics what so ever, everything is about him, people are to be used in what ever way for his advantage. He has little redeeming features.<br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Jackson Hughes<br><strong>Race:</strong>Vampire<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>60 <br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/JacksonHughes.jpg)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong>Has the power to cloud the mind, making things hard to remember.<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Jackson is a Childer of Sebastian. He exists only to serve Sebastian and serves him best dispelling vampire notoriety in police matters. He has "died" 3 times now and works currently under the name of Jackson Hughes in Emery's police department.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Jaskson is sharp, witty, cynical, and very consistent.<br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Samantha Pickens<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br><strong>Age:</strong>32<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/SamanthaPickens.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Samantha has wanted to be on television her entire life. After being out of college for eleven years, she finally landed the position as anchor woman on Emery’s local news channel.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>With a flair for the dramatic and an ever serious face, Samantha has always been prime “pickens” for the camera’s spotlight.<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Richard<br><strong>Race:</strong>Vampire<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>1,212<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkulbIUm0wgamjloRkgeJZyD9dZLOjxJLTNxhVyrsuW7NFsLTDMQ)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong>Body growth – Adds almost half of his original size to his appearance.<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Once on a mission from Rorik to assassinate Alan, Richard met and befriended him. Together the men killed Rorik. Since that time, Richard has served Alan well as him most loyal and trusted side kick.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> He is calm and collected, and a man of few words. Down to business, his humor isn't as funny as he thinks it is. He is ambitious above all else and cares only about what is more profitable.<br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Markaine "Mark" Dekker<br><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br><strong>Age:</strong>22<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/MarkaineDecker.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong>Mark has grown up and lived his entire life in this small town. He's probably one of the best hackers in the country but no one knows because he's never been caught. He has state of the art equipment in his basement but no one would ever know because he doesn't allow anyone down there. Word around school is if you want a fake ID, get a hold of Dekker.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Mark is a quiet guy, more of a hermit. He's withdrawn and never feels comfortable unless he's alone in his dark basement in front of his computer.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narianna</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 06:55:21</strong>
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				<strong>Aryanna </strong><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Aryanna Murphy<br><strong>Race:</strong> Vampire/Witch (She is the only one of her kind.)<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Age:</strong> 17<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/A.jpg)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> These are yet unidentified.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> When she was 5, Aryanna was found by Sam and May Murphy (owners of the tavern) wandering aimlessly along the road. Her night gown was very muddy, and ripped all over. Her hair was mussed and her face was dirty and smudged. They picked her up and May held her in the passenger seat. All they could get out of her was that her name was Aryanna and she was 5 yrs. old. She proceeded to pass out, curled in the fetal position, head resting comfortably on May’s bosom, cuddling her ragged old teddy bear. They consulted with police and private investigators, trying to find any relatives of Aryanna but were unsuccessful in every attempt. They had immediately fallen in love with Aryanna that night and, having no kids of their own, were more than happy to be awarded custody of the child.<br><br>She grew up in the small town calling Sam and May, “Papa” and “Mama,” though they never lied to her about her adoption. Being a small town, the entire place knew of her history. She always remained an outsider and her shy personality didn’t help much with that. She took gymnastics and cheers for the small cheerleading team in her town. Because of this, the rest of the children didn’t pick on her as much as they did other outsiders. She was mostly just left alone.<br><br>She works as a waitress in her parents’ tavern after school, on the weekends, and during the summer. Her 18th birthday is only three days away…<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> She is loving, caring, loyal, kind, sweet, and a bit quiet. She works very hard and is sometimes a bit sarcastic.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> She’s always been slightly faster, stronger, and more agile than other humans.<br><strong>Flaws:</strong> She doesn’t know who or what she is, nor that vampires and witches even exist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Syberfang</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 14:29:34</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Michael Taylor Corbin<br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br><br><div align="center">(http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb145/syberfang/duh.jpg)</div><br><strong>History:</strong><br>Michael was born in California, and raised in New York, He couldn't understand what exactly it was that caused everyone to move so fast. In his mind he had all the time in the world. He wasn't the most popular kid in school, nor was he a good student. His imagination always taking him to places deep within his inner sanctum. <br><br>When he was younger he fell in love with a book series his aunt gave him on for his 11th birthday. The book was titled. Sherlock Holmes The House of Silk. Michael became obsessed with mysteries. He started developing his own stories, and acting them out usually using pets or neighbors to aid him in his fantasies. As he grew so did his imagination. By eighteen he struck it out to become a famous murder mystery novelist, but what he didn't realize was that being a writer doesn't pay, and since most of his time was spent trying to survive he had no time to write. So he was forced into the statistic of one of the thirty-eight-thousand people without Holmes in New York, Such a hardship is hard for any and so he turned to a means of distraction, and soon became a User of Heroin. <br><br>For years he stayed on the streets, until one day whilst walking through the busy streets, he ran into a distant cousin, who bought him a coffee. His cousin told him a about his wife, and kid's, and told him not to loose hope. "Deserve Victory" were the final words his cousin had told him before leaving to continue on his day. Michael only sat at the diner, staring at his hands at what he had become. <br><br>While he sat in that dinner for hours all he could think about was where his life was going, Suddenly he found himself writing again before he knew it he was selling books. A year later he was one of the top Murder Mystery Writers in America, he had cleaned up, moved into a house on the hill, everything he could ever want. He took the alias Coel Taylor, as his writing name, and the name of his famous crime solving detective in his popular book series. After every book he rote the inscription on the back inside cover. "Deserve Victory" <br><br>Unfortunately, being a world resound writer had some expectations, and before he knew it. He was in the Middle of a noisy cit ,with writers block. He had to get out, and find a place of piece and quite. So he started traveling.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong><br>He's not very socially graceful, and lots of the time ends up in awkward silences, however if you get him talking he has a beautiful mind. He's not a depressive person, but he puts of the persona of one sometimes because he's lost in his mind. He sometimes seems very scattered and disoriented, but very mature and calm. Some times he will get excited all of the sudden because of an idea sparks, but not very often.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong><br>He is great at solving puzzles and mystery, being a novelist himself, he tends to piece things together quickly. Also very observant, being as how detail is something every writer needs.<br><br><strong>Flaws:</strong><br>Headaches constantly, along with a weakness for pretty women.&nbsp; He also tends to be bluntly honest with people because of the way his mind works, which in turn tends to get him in a lot of trouble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arioch</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 14:41:54</strong>
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				(http://sas.guidespot.com/bundles/guides_bl/assets/widget_cYv4ciCy9jPj3Z3-M5-7Ve.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Maximus Jerius, goes by Max<br><strong>Race:</strong> Vampire<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Age:</strong> Over 1900, Looks 25<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> (This can be a description or picture. If it's a picture, please make as realistic as possible.)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> Illusion Casting<br><br><strong>History:</strong><br>Maximus was a young Roman soldier in the Africa Corps. He was starting to make a name for himself when he was given his second leadership assignment of leading a supply wagon to a garrison. The local barbarians had been put under control, but, there were rumors that there were some skirmishes. Still, it was supposed to be an easy mission. The ambush was sudden and Max only remembers starting to direct the men when he was hit.&nbsp; When he came to he had a spear under his arm, puncturing a lung and his head ached. It was dark and he saw someone coming toward him. He breathed a ragged sigh of relief when he noticed it wasn't a barbarian. He tried to ask for help but the blood in one lung made it difficult to speak. He then remembers the man driving for his next and everything went black. <br><br>Next, he recalls the most delicious taste ever. It was as if the nectar of the Gods was flowing into his mouth. Opening his eyes he was horrified to find he was drinking from the corpse of one of his men. Everything went black once again.<br><br>Max followed his Sire, Derious, for over 2 centuries without knowing that there was a larger community. His Sire was rogue, but only to the extent that he wanted to be left relatively alone. He only Sired Max out of some inner need for a companion. Once he discovered what he was, Max fell into his roll as a student. He was always a loyal follower and kept that quality. His sire wasn't of royalty, and claimed he would not be allowed to reach the highest levels of vampire elegance. By extension, he informed Max, that he would not be allowed to either. At best, if he served the right way to the right people and the timing was right, he could be a Duke. Even then, he would be held down by those in power as an outcast. Thus, Derious stated, it was best to stay away from other vampires.<br><br>&nbsp;Eventually, someone came for Derious and gave him an option, conform or die. Derious wanted nothing to do with the vampire world at large and chose death. Max was also given a choice, but, he explained that he didn't understand the options, recounted his past 200 years and was taken to meet the local Duke. There, everything was explained to him, the working of the Inner Circle, the laws, etc. He chose to live and was given an area in which to live. Over time, his loyalty was recognized by giving him position of responsibilities, working with Justicors or Sherriffs, serving the Duchie, etc. Sometimes, he would be sent off to work and live in other areas. He wasn't aware that this was more in the form of paying off a debt. He thought it was a reward for his service.<br><br>Eventually, he was made an Alastor and has been sent to different areas of the world to serve the Inner Circle. Of course, he has to move every few decades else the humans begin to notice that he isn't aging.<br><br>Over time, he traveled to different areas, working for different Duchies, Justicars and Sheriffs.&nbsp; Always leaving on relatively good terms, even if he did have enemies almost everywhere.<br><br>Luckily for Max, his loyalty allowed him to become an Alastor, fulfilling the commands issued by Justicars and hunting those that rebelled against the Inner Circle.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Max is a calm and cunning person. He tries to keep a low profile but can be quick to anger. Much of that stems from his realization that he gets used more often then getting rewarded for his loyalty.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> With his age, Max has a strong network of associates and friends around the world.<br><strong>Flaws:</strong>&nbsp; A sense of revenge that can get him in trouble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 15:39:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Oyohusa Adawehi (from Cherokee: Death Angel)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Witch (but thinks he is human)<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br><div align="center"> (http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/elfi9.jpg)</div><strong>Appearance:</strong> In keeping with the tradition of his ancestors, he has no masculine facial hair, but there is no doubt that it is the face of a man there is nothing feminine about him. He has the cut and defined muscular build of a man used to working hard at whatever he does. He wears a simple unadorned collarless v-necked pull over buckskin long sleeve shirt, a handmade leather belt holding his smaller weapons and pouches. He has a leather string hanging around his neck with small beaded leather pouch on it. His legs are covered by buckskin pants with intricate but not flashy beadwork running up the outer seams, tucked into his knee high fringe topped buckskin moccasins.<br>Height: 6’<br>Weight: 187lbs<br>Eyes: black, cold and distant filled with sorrow and death.<br>Hair: Black, braided ponytail running down between shoulder blades with leather band braided into it with different beads and small feathers attached to leather band, one eagle tail feather hanging over his left ear.<br>Skin: copper colored (native American)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> Shamanistic style ritual magics specializing in personal enhancement and healing.<br><div class="floatleft">(http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQzKndAU8YFiij5MZEm5kkOsAnIMVI_VUZEy5pTBI4vWvZy215giw)</div>Weapons: he has studied and is an expert with virtually all known weapons including firearms, but he prefers unarmed combat unless badly outnumbered or classed. He carries one standard 8” bladed hunting/skinning knife, 2 Kukri blades (14” single edged blades about 2” near the handle widening and curving inward to a width of nearly 4” before rounding up to a point.) 2 tomahawks. A standard tribal longbow and quiver of arrows with steel heads, and finally an 8’ spear with a 10” double edged spearhead.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> He spent many hours as a youth learning from the tribe’s shaman (aka medicine man) and thus learned some of the secrets of the ancient magics. He focused primarily on those that would help make him the best hunter/warrior in the tribe, enhancing his senses, strength, speed, agility, and endurance. He also learned quite a bit about the healing arts, both with herbs and magic. For as long as anyone could remember there was always a gifted Shaman in his tribe, and only the most gifted and interested children were trained to possibly follow the ways of the shaman.<br><br>When he was 24 he went out alone on a vision quest. He was in the desert for nearly a week, only to have the most horrific vision he has even ever heard of anybody ever having. He had a vision of his entire tribe being massacred by blood thirsty demons in the night. When he returned it was only to find that had not just been a vision, but he had actually witnessed it really happen through his mind’s eye. In the ruins of his home he cast two spells, one to verify that it was indeed vampires that killed every man, woman and child, and one to forever give him the ability to identify vampires for what they truly are. Before the massacre of his tribe he knew nothing of vampires, except from the horror stories considered to be just fiction.<br><br>After burning the remains of his people he cast one more spell. He permanently forgot the name he was given, and took the new one that will he take to his grave, as he swears to hunt the monsters responsible and destroy them.<br><br>Four years have now passed and through his hunt has learned about other supernatural beings such as werewolves, through the use of his detection ability. It seems that he can sense supernatural’s different energies, but can only positively identify vampires as such. He has also learned a little about vampires culture, now knows that most strive to remain hidden from humans and avoid such acts. He still has a very strong dislike and distrust of all vampires, but is focused on finding the group that killed his people.<br><br>When hunting he wears the traditional buckskins and war paint which after applying during a rictual gives him the strength, speed, and enhanced senses of vampires. Once the war paint comes off he goes back to normal human standards.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> He used to be a fun loving, if somewhat serious. Now he is very serious. He seems to have lost any sense of humor.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> Can detect the supernatural, always recognizes vampires as such and will know instantly upon seeing one if he/she took part in the slaughter of his village.<br><strong>Flaws:</strong> All his magic is ritual based and takes time to perform. He is also completely obsessed with finding and killing the vampires responsible for the deaths of his people.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 15:40:56</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Philippe Sinclair (formerly Renair Malcovian of about 50 years)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Vampire (Vorusia)<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Age:</strong> 1273 appears 23<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br><div class="floatleft"> (http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/imagesqtbnANd9GcTHq2nZ0e5GFwFvau4YvMh6ayAGPBsjKwC5cV3RqPAXCqfGywfVtg.jpg)</div>His hair is medium length and so black it has natural blue and purple highlights when the light hits it just right. His skin is like the purest porcelain. His body is slender but well defined he has small almost delicate looking hands with long thin fingers. He only stands 5’8” tall and weighs 143 lbs. But he still manages to always have a dangerous hungry look to him.<br><strong>Powers:</strong> He can sense the location of any Vampire that shares his insanity and call them to him at will.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> A young vampire (less than 50 years dead) had joined up with a mercenary band that was hired by a rival lord to terrorize the lands of his rival. So being paid to rape and pillage the vampire did just that. He raped a teenage girl brutalizing her in the process he would have drained her to death but her father found them at the last minute and cut the head off the vampire before he could completely drain the girl. She was very near death and badly injured but somehow managed to survive. She gave birth to a male baby (Renair) but being badly scarred and already having a child no man would take her as a wife.<br><br>Whether she blamed the boy or just simply saw the monster that had ruined her life every time she saw the boy was never known. She finally tried to kill him when he was only six but because he was already stronger and harder to harm than other children his age she only managed to injure him. She tried again when he was nine and had greatly angered her by defying her authority as his mother as all boys do at some time. Again she failed due to his extra ordinary abilities. Finally when he has 13 she tried for the last time for by then he could better defend himself. He easily broke her arm and took the dagger from her. Not satisfied to simply injure and disarm her he quite intentionally turned the blade back on her. He cut her open and sat watching her die even though it took several hours. Seeing her blood running out on the floor and hearing her pleas for help pleased him and he learned that he liked to kill and make others suffer. He fled the home of his grandparents then and started just roaming the country side.<br><br>He next killed again at age 15 when an uncontrollable “Blood Lust” took him over. Feeling an almost mindless need to kill he slipped into a farm house and killed the four people living there. Of which the only one that he killed quickly was the infant as its crying hurt his sensitive hears. The cries of the six year old girl he delighted in as well as the pleading of the parents. He got his first taste of blood then when he licked their blood from his hands. He managed to go another three years before the “Blood Lust” hit him again. So at 18 he slaughtered a group of travelling entertainers that he ran across on the road far from any towns. Here he actually drank some blood but only a single cup full.<br><br>Five more years went by with the only people he killed were individuals that he felt wronged him somehow whether they actually did or he just preserved it that way. His perception is all that mattered to him. Then on his 23rd birthday he came to an out of the way inn for travelers and shortly after sunset the “Blood Lust” hit him harder than ever before. Of the nine people there killed them all including a traveling knight. But the teenage daughter of the inn keeper he saved until last and after torturing her he decided to rape her and drink her blood straight from one of the many cuts he inflicted on her at the moment of his climax. The shallow cut on her throat was not bleeding enough to satisfy him in his moment of euphoria so he bit her neck and quite literally ripped her throat out with his teeth and gorged himself on every drop of blood he could suck from her body. He awoke two nights later instinctively aware of what he was.<br><br>From that point on he learned to move about both human and vampire society remaining just a shadow lurking through the passage of the centuries. It was 18 years later he got his first follower that seemed to practically worship the ground he walked on who being another young vampire acquired his version of insanity and joined him the next time the “Blood Lust” hit. Then one time it struck him while in the company of other vampires and all seven of fell into the lust as well even though they had only just met that night. Five of them became permanently insane just like him and became devout followers of his.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> When not consumed by his insanity he can be charming, but is mostly just quiet never really drawing attention to himself. He can even pass for a well adjusted if somewhat solemn individual even among other vampires. There is always something dark and dangerous about him though. He keeps it hidden but he always enjoys killing.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> Speaks several different languages like a native and has over 100 devout followers throughout the world which share his insanity and he can call them to him at will.<br><strong>Flaws:</strong> Is randomly consumed with a terrible “Blood Lust” which can only be satisfied by the deaths of everything near him when he finally acts on it with the exception of those also consumed by it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 18:13:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name: </strong>Lyguardia Fen (Nicknamed Iggy)<br><strong>Race: </strong>Human<br><strong>Gender: </strong>Female<br><strong>Age: </strong>22<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i42.tinypic.com/35mocuh.jpg)</div><strong>History:</strong> Iggy grew up in a strange little family in Upstate New York, near the Catskill Mountains. She was the youngest of all but five boys and the typical 'daddy's girl', though she was far from spoiled. Her father was a Marine General and her mother the daughter of a wealthy land proprietor, spending most of her life on farms and choosing to raise her children in such a fashion. Thus, from ages three to fifteen, little Lyguardia Fen and her four brothers spent every single day waking up at 4:30, tending to the animals, walking to school and back, tending to the farm and doing their school work. Of course, every once in a while they would get a break, right before the family had to move to the next state or country.<br><br>Late one August, just outside of Lake Creek, Texas, Iggy was tending to Grey, the horse she had just spent four hours riding. She had just turned fifteen and was about to finish high school (early, like the rest of her siblings). After putting Grey in his pen, she started the mile-long walk up to her family's small Victorian-style home, through the long corn rows. Unlike most nights, the sky that night was a deep, devilish sort of red, the sun fading from view. It was refreshing, giving Iggy a sweet sense of relaxation and relief. Little did she know, she would feel guilt for that relief for the rest of her life, for upon stepping out of the corn rows, her life had completely changed.<br><br>With a horrid story under her belt, the girl somehow managed to make it through the red-streaks of light the flooded her home, find a suitcase and few belongings, as well as the keys to her father's old Ford. Now, seven years later, she has let to utter a word of that night to anyone, and plans to keep it that way as she sits upon the roof of the broken-down Ford, ignoring the smoke billowing out from under the hood and staring at the stars above her, wondering how far into Utah she had actually made it.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Although very secretive about her past, she is a very fun-loving and exciting person to be around. She enjoys being with the friends she can easily make and takes the time to actually know people, as well as help anyone she comes into contact with that needs it. She is also the 'mother' type who will tell you when you're doing something wrong and make you fix it, but at the end of the day, she's just another girl in steel-toed boots.<br><br>Iggy is also the type of person who sees things in a logical and realistic light and does not believe in the supernatural, so things that would scare or freak out the average person do not affect her at all.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> A strangely strong fighting disposition allows her to get out of most messes she manages to get herself into.<br><br><strong>Flaws:</strong> When it comes to kindness, she has a huge heart, so she will ignore the seven foot machete in the hand of a man on the side of the road if he looks like he needs help. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 18:17:00</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Elise Mauvais<br><strong>Race:</strong> Vampire<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Age:</strong> Visually - 17 / Actually - 337<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i44.tinypic.com/2cx71j5.png)</div><strong>Powers:</strong> The ability to see directly through a person's eyes, into their mind and memory.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> Born in 1675, this girl was always a bit... strange. Most thought it was just a young innocence and curiosity about her, that she just thought too much about the world. Unlike most of her age, she read - everything. The moment her father's library found a new book, she adopted it as her own, making it disappear for a few hours before returning it to its rightful place (quite a fast reader; then again, what was there to do in the 17th century?). She never took to the typical 'womanly' duties, though she wasn't really expected to, due to her family's immense fortune.<br><br>Unfortunately for her, Elise's father was a French aristocrat who would do anything for his position and power. Although he so loved his adoring young daughter, his other two girls were being married and starting their own families, one at only fourteen. Elise refused to simply marry some man, greatly contrasting with French society of the day.<br><br>Then, a young man came along. Dark hair, stunning features, and oh, what a sweet talker. He took Elise under him like a soft pair of hands under a delicate baby bird, making her feel like the only woman in the world. Now, whether these were his true intentions, or he simply wanted a toy for himself, to this day, Elise still does not know. All she know is that her heart was given whole to that man, to the point where all the rumors of his true being, that gallant walk and strange, pointed teeth, fell on completely deaf ears- or so they thought.<br><br>One night, her father announced that the family was moving to England and Elise would go first, with her mother. Absolute refusal was all she gave them but as long as she lived among the living, she had to move with them. Well, she took that much more literally than her father meant it and went to her adoring love, wishing to give herself to him, but he had never wished such a thing upon her. So, in the midst of a flurry of passion and heat, she chose to live up to her 'wicked' last name. His lips parted in a moan of ecstasy, she pressed her neck softly to his fangs, adding a motion the cause him to jerk forward. Days later, she understood why he had not wished that upon her. Later, the war tore them apart, and he was lost to her.<br><br>Although she has finally given up the search for her lost love, she has since been traveling the world, going from the most extravagant places, to the least, thus leading her to this little tavern where she spends her nights, mulling about in gorgeous, laced clothing, singing quiet French love songs.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Although still a young Vampire, the girl is naturally intelligent and mature beyond her years. She may be quiet at first, but she is very malicious when paid close attention to. Lurking in the corners, she enjoys silently torturing the humans around her, in a fun manner, of course. When it comes down to it, she is extremely playful and fun-loving. But you can never forget that evil, naughty streak behind those dark, long lashes.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> She can immediately understand how a person is thinking and feeling, and an immense range of knowledge allows her to have the upper hand in most conversations.<br><br><strong>Flaws:</strong> Playfully evil intent often gets her too-quickly noticed and swiftly into trouble, and when police get involved, it's a bit hard to explain a three-hundred year-old passport.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 22:13:17</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Todd Williams</strong><br><strong>Race: Witch</strong><br><strong>Gender: Male</strong><br><strong>Age: 27</strong><br><br>(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7056/6883366907_6c79a91728.jpg)<br><strong>Powers: Illusion</strong> <br><br><strong>History:<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The first time Todd realized that they where an unusual family was the night his father died. Until then to him they had been your typical American family, dad worked as an accountant, mum was a stay at home soccer mum. And Todd was your average teenager, well just into teenage when it happened.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He was asleep and then his father was shaking him awake telling him to get dressed. Despite his asking all his father would reply was get moving, we have to go. Bundled into the hall and then outside, his mother was standing by the Jeep throwing in a case.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then it all went wrong, a figure came over the wall, and it seemed that he had leapt the wall but that was impossible it was a good six-foot. But regardless the figure landed and then moved at incredible speed towards mum.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Todd was just about to shout to warn when mum turned and the figure exploded into flame. A figure of flame, Todd could feel the heat even where he stood, the stink of burning, clothing hair flesh vanishing under a searing flame. But what stuck in Todd’s mind was his mother’s face. She watched the figure burn with a face so serene that she might as well been watching Todd play ball.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Let’s go where his father’s last words, they started forward and then a figure came out of the darkness. Hands grasping his father’s head and then a sickening crack his father’s head at a wrong angle, his body dropping. The figure smiling revealing fangs, Todd falling backwards, losing his footing to sprawl next to his dead father’s body.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The thunder of a shotgun, the figure being slammed backwards away from Todd and then exploding like the other into flame. His mother grasping him, pulling him up, the shotgun in one hand her eyes checking him. Todd looking at her, seeing not a mother but something else, something dangerous.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She did not speak as they drove away, not for hours as they headed for Granddad’s cabin in the mountains. Then just a few words, “I was wrong to try and live apart, we are not human, we belong with our own.” Todd did not know if the sights he had seen or his mother’s words chilled him more.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course over the years he learnt, learnt that he was a witch like his mother but his father had been human. Learnt that his mother was a Fire Witch and an enforcer. A dealer of punishment, which she carried out with that serene calm look he had first seen that night.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But he was no fire witch, in fact he had no aptitude for any of the elements. But what he did have was an aptitude for illusion, for making people see what is not there or not seeing what is there.</strong><br><br><strong>Personality: Todd has a streak of mischief in him although he can be very serious when he needs to. He believes that his mother was wrong that it was not that she had tried to live with his father who was human but the Vampires that made it all go wrong. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still he respected and loved her and leaving the mountains was hard but it was something he had to do&nbsp; he had wanderlust his granddad had said but he had also told him to look for the Moryth. A witch who could conceal paranormal events even in broad daylight would be very useful to them. <br>&nbsp;</strong><br><br><strong>Advantages: trained in weapons and unarmed combat by his mother. </strong><br><strong>Flaws: Mischievous, rebel against authority. </strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 08:03:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dianna Lucille Emerson<br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Age:</strong> Twenty One<br><br><strong>Appearance: </strong> Dianna is a quarter Mexican, the rest of her blood is mixed violently through all of Europe. Her mother was born to a white mother, and lived in Texas. Her father's side of the family migrated to America in the 19th century from Ireland. she has an upturned nose and wide innocent eyes. her brow is defined, and her cheeks flare out to meet an equally wide jaw. She is free of wrinkles and blemishes, an even face comes framed in long tangles of brown hair. She likes to dress in fair gowns and loose fitting summer dresses. Still, she has three pairs of trusted jeans that do the job when the situation arises.<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/2ajnnn.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong> Dianna comes from a small family. She had one older brother named Alex, born six years before her. He treated her like a sidekick and she learned to act freely under his wing. Growing up, she lived a typical life in Texas. Her parents had bar-b-que's and they went to church every Sunday. The football games were life and death, and in her early high school years, she was a cheerleader with all of her friends. Come Junior year, the politics got to her and she started to befriend the rebels at the school that actively worked to destroy the regular social circumstances she was used to living in. She retired her pon-pons and started to drink. Her father didn't approve, and neither did her brother. Unwilling to submit to what was expected of her, she insisted that all of their lives were sick. <br><br>she struggled with her new identity for the rest of high school and spent a lot of time sleeping in the bed's of boys from class. They were easier to be around then her father, and they treated her better. Most of her girl friends cut her off and she graduated with an undesirable GPA, college never once crossed her mind. She hated her family, she hated Texas, and she hated football. Utah had a low crime rate and a low rate of living. <br><br>Dianna ripped open her savings account and bought a car, the largest one she could find, as it would be her home while she hunted for an apartment or a house to move into... and a job. She wasn't on the search for a wild party, or a calm environment. she wanted to feel like a cowboy, the real Texas Ranger. Utah was the perfect fit.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Dianna fears nothing, adventure to her is the only way to live. She doesn't play it safe, and she doesn't hesitate to take a risk. She's witty, super aware of her own emotions, and stable. She likes to smoke, and she likes to drink. Her favorite kind of music is post-hardcore punk and she fucks like James Bond would if he were gay. When it comes to other people, she never attempts to figure them out. In stead, she focuses entirely on her own growth and alignment. So meeting men is a sport to her, a game, a confidential mission handed out to her by the government. Dianna has a tendency to play the victim though, and it can be a burden to the people around her, especially when she's drinking.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> Brave, explosively honest, and good at reading people. She can usually tell what a person wants before they ask for it, depending on the situation of course. Always prepared.<br><br><strong>Flaws:</strong> Rude, weak (no muscles), unimaginative. Dianna has trouble adjusting to intense situations, if she's caught unprepared, she'll do nothing to remedy the problem. 'no kindling, no fire.' 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 08:04:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Alexander Mark Emerson<br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Age:</strong> Twenty Seven<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Maybe sutract ten years worth of money and age from this man, and you would have Alex<br>(http://www.thefashionbugs.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Jamie-Hatchett-male-models-13174324-306-460.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong> He grew up with Dianna, his younger sister. Alex was six years old when she was born. And most of his life was contained in secret. The entire family and all of his teachers figured him to be a regular, honest, Texas football boy. But he was a significant party animal. He knew that it was his responsibility to be a good role model for Dianna, so after he graduated, he knew he would have to take himself more seriously. Attending college at the University of Texas for over six years and graduating with a masters degree in general biology.<br><br>His presence in Utah is one of a protective older brother. He's following Dianna here to keep an eye on her. His father never asked it from him, but he knows that every one will be better off if he does this.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Alexander is an ethical man with a sharp mind. He's not a social butterfly, but he is a fantastic leader and a powerful judge of character. his sense of humor is very sloppy and raw, it's just a rare occasion for him to spill a joke, or even laugh at one. He likes to appear as firm as his sister. He's not, he has no idea who he is. He's been too busy trying to be as strong as possible.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> physically capable, and incredibly smart. Unlike his sister, he can think outside of the box.<br><strong>Flaws:</strong> ultimately ignorant. Poor Alexander is more innocent than his sister, and he is easily manipulated and worst of all, he's unwilling to accept this flaw. His friends used to say that retarded children could trick him into paying for their bus fare.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 21:37:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name: William D’Arcy</strong><br><strong>Race: Vampire.</strong><br><strong>Gender: Male</strong><br><strong>Age: 27</strong><br><br>(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7067/6939320563_69fd838368.jpg)<br><strong>Powers: Speed</strong> <br><br><strong>History:<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He had not followed his lord to this land of the Saxon and fought at the battle of Hastings for nothing. No he had fought for land and had achieved his aim. Now he was Lord of his own Manor and he would just not tolerate this.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The farmstead was quiet the bodies of the farmer and his family where spread out in death. William leaned on his horse pommel and contained his anger. This was his land, his people and no one took anything that was his. The band of raiders who had done this would die, in battle if they where lucky or at the hands of his torturer if they where not. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But light was falling and it was time to make camp, they would purse in the morning when they could find tracks. But there was no need to track them they came that night. A scream from the sentry brought them all awake and William rolled out of his blanket the sword already in his hand.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There where three of them that came, two men and a young girl already speeding into the camp and attacking his men. The young girl seemed to be looking around and as William shouted out orders she smiled and walked towards him.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The two men where moving so fast avoiding his men’s thrusts and swings and his men where falling. Their throats torn out, heads twisted breaking necks with a sound like a branch snapping.<br>To Williams shame, his men broke and ran the two men or what ever they where racing after them.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So it was the two of them in the clearing, him and the young girl. She smiled as William attacked young or not she was with the raiders and she would die. William was a good swordsman, better than good actually but it made no difference.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His swings and thrusts met only empty air, as she seemed to move at the last moment. The smile never leaving her face as she watched him. “You are going to die Sir Knight. Although you are so cute, if you beg I may let you live to pleasure me.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;William snorted, “Beg, never and the only way you will enjoy my body is when I am dead.” That seemed to amuse her, sensing she was distracted William sent his sword lunging forward. She was not distracted at all, she seemed to flow past the sword and then he felt her mouth at his throat and then…….. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her name was Melissa and she was his sire and she taught him so many things over the following centuries. How to please a woman with his cock, fingers and tongue. How to hunt and kill, how to fight in so many ways. He learnt that she was a Justicar and that she intended for him to be one too.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But she learnt that was not for him, he had always had a side that reveled in combat and so he became Melissa’s enforcer. It was his task to bring those that needed to be judged to her. It was always a pain William thought when they just came. So much interesting when they decided to resist.<br><br></strong><br><br><strong>Advantages: Trained for combat, sword, knife, gun, fist whatever you could use to smash an opponent.&nbsp; </strong><br><strong>Flaws: Ruthless, loner, inflexible in many ways. </strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 21:48:51</strong>
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				NPC.<br>(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7053/6949955757_49f2edccb3_m.jpg)<br><br>Name: Jack Nixon.<br>Race: Vampire.<br>Gender: Male<br>Age: 30 actual 350<br><br>Powers: Danger sense, Jack can sense when people mean him harm no matter how they try and hide it.<br><br>History.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Sleazebag, pond scum all have been said of Jack and all are true, there is nothing that he will not do in the ways of cheating or stealing from people. Steal candy from a baby he would steal the pram too.<br>He lives on the edge of every society, Vampire and human in the shadows and that is the way he likes it.<br>Always on the move, rootless and of no fixed abode as the cops say but he must have come from somewhere. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; All Jack will say on the matter is that it was a desert shit hole.<br><br>Personality.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; No morals or ethics what so ever, everything is about him, people are to be used in what ever way for his advantage. He has little redeeming features.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>summoner2183</strong> on <strong>02-04-2012, 06:21:04</strong>
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				Name: Matthew Ayman<br>Race: Vampire<br>Gender: Male<br>Age: 29 (Actually 450 years old)<br><br>Appearance:In his human form, he is a a leanly muscular fellow, with light brown hair and amber colored eyes.<br><br><br>Powers: Eidetic Memory<br>History: Matthew Ayman was sired by Candelaar Ayman, a scholar of a vampire that found him dying on the side of the road while he was traveling. Matthew was a poor scholar by birth, and he was planning to go to the nearest town to seek tutelage from a scholar , but he was almost killed by trying to fight against a small party of bandits who were hauling with them some girls, presumably to ravish them. Candelaar, seeing that the boy had some potential, turned him and adopted him into his family, making him his third Childer up to date.<br><br>Unlike his brothers, who were above average at best, a fact that they themselves acknowledged and did not blame him for it, Matthew was a bit of a prodigy when it comes to learning, as it seems that he is a quick learner, and always manages to remember everything that his Sire had taught him which pleased Candelaar to no end. And while he wasn't in succession to inherit most of the Ayman fortune, he stood to gain most of the ancient works that his Sire had collected over the ages. Now he travels the world, seeking out new sources of knowledge, as well as try to gain new tomes to fill his Sire's library.<br><br>Personality: Matthew is a rather friendly person, and is always trying to help others whenever he can. He also has a bit of a short fuse, but it is usually reserved to those who would desecrate knowledge, books and other sources of knowledge and what it stands for.<br><br>Advantages: His eidetic memory would serve him well, as it would allow him to remember anything perfectly, which might serve him well in combat, should he get into such situations.<br>Flaws: He is very easily enraged, especially if someone speaks against his Sire with disrespect or insults the value of books and knowledge in general.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Magic: Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Syberfang</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 01:00:00</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Lord Alan Ardington of Carindel<br><strong>Race:</strong> Witch<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Age:</strong> 434 looks 29<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://img801.imageshack.us/img801/9255/magebyalucarddrol.jpg)<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> Necromancy<br><br><strong>History:</strong> Born in 1581, early Elizabethan Era, to Barron Marik Ardington of Carindel. A lost land in Europe. Whilst away at war, Barron Marik fell in love with a peasant girl, Erika Silverwind. Unfortunately the woman was of the Germanic tribes, and such a love was frowned upon. So after the night they spent together Marik left the village and continued his campaign. <br><br>Six months later the war was finally over, Barron Mark was proclaimed a war hero, and those born of the Germanic empire were allowed to cross over. After 2 months of searching Marik found Erica again and brought her to his castle to wed her. When she arrived, he saw that she was to sire a child. Marik treated Erika to anything she could ever want. They were happy and in love.<br><br>When there child came into existence, so did Erika leave our world. It was said that her body could not survive the process of giving birth to a child of the gift. Marik's only love was gone and all that remained was their half blooded son. Marik named the child Alan which in the Carindailian language meant 'Destroyer of Beauty'. Though Marik blamed his bastard son for the death of Erika, his only love, he was not abusive or scornful to his son. No, he was distracted. His servants by the order of the Barron preserved Erika's body within a glass case, underneath the castle, and Mark searched for a way to bring her back. <br><br>By Alan's 12th birthday, his father introduced a man to him. His name was Rorik Bal, a man who was to become his fathers adviser.&nbsp; Something about this man amazed Alan. He had a power about him that none before have had. The man noticed as well that Alan was special. Marik had found a man who had promised he could bring his wife back to him and they would be reunited once again. This was true, but it wasn't what Marik had in mind. <br><br>Rorik and Marik built a laboratory underneath the castle and began to create things that should not be. Sometimes a servant would go missing, and no one would ask why. For years Alan was left to run the court while his father would be missing and turn up weeks later drunk, or dstracted. Marik grew obsessed, and when Alan was 14, he had finally got what he had wanted.<br><br>Rorik told the Baron that he had figured it all out. It didn't take him years however, he knew how to do it all along, but he needed time to plot. Rorik was really a leader of one of the Germanic tribes. He intended to kill Marik and rule over Carindale, when Rorik preformed his black spell on Erika, she rose from her imprisonment. But the thing that stood before Marik was not his love but an abomination against nature. A mindless walking corpse. "This is what you wanted!" yelled Rorik "and now you will be reunited." Marik drew his sword to cut down Rorik and the abomination, but to late. Fire jumped from Rorik's fingertips, fast as lightning. Marik Brought down his mighty sword and cleaved it clean through the Roriks right arm and the body of his wife. The disruption of magic caused an explosive reaction and the castle burned, along with everything inside it.<br><br>The fire felt like thousands of snake bites as Alan felt the flame dance across his skin, while he lie screaming in his bed, and then their was darkness. When he awoke, he lie bandaged upon a bead, and Rorik sitting over him bringing him into consciousnesses. Rorik told him that his father had died in the fire and that he had saved his life because he had a destiny. When Alan was able to walk again, his entire body was covered in scars, everything but his face. Throughout the years Rorik taught Alan how to use his power in a dark way. Alan grew prideful with that power. He now was able to control whether a life would live or die. Something about watching the life energy fade in a persons eyes, made him feel excited. He courted many women, for he was beautiful, but after every night they would be found dead, by some servant or his Master. He wasn't angry at them, but he knew they were looking at his scars with distaste. They smiled at him as if he didn't know they thought he was ugly. They only wanted his power, and he didn't think someone who was trying to feed off of others should be around. He was doing everyone a favor by getting rid off them. But he let them look beautiful before they died. Showing of every organ so that the word could see their beauty. <br><br>Rorik never took Alan back to the kingdom, no, he had different plans. He was going to take Alans body when it was strong enough, so that he would survive the transformation. Rorik would rule without defiance, but Alan could see, he was smart. So when his master was sound asleep Alan stole his Masters grimore and ran. In it was a spell of Immortality. <br><br>Alan traveled for many years gaining ever more powerful completing all steps necessary to cast his spell. Unknown to him, through means of alcohol he had sired four children. Two sets of twins. The brothers Armond, Armont, and the sister Angelina, and Kathrine, but this isn't their story. <br><br>By the time he was 29 he had completed everything needed to finish his spell. He took control of the Supernatural World as High King for almost 200 years, but then suddenly he disappeared, locked away by his servants to be awakened when the world had changed. He was bored with it all, and wanted to sleep. <br><br>Now hundreds of years later his sleeping chamber has finally been disturbed and a power of which he had never felt before fills the air with a sweet scent. The modern world has changed, only vampires of the old would remember the name of Ardington, and the Indoths order had him stricken from the history books. Never again would they allow someone to fall as much as he did. They wished only to keep him a faded memory of the past. Though some had passed his legacy down to their children In bedtime stores.&nbsp; In the minds of the witches of today he is no more real than the boogie man. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Happy, and polite. He s never angry and is extremely intelligent. Even after hundreds of years of life he loves talking.<br><br><strong>Advantages:</strong> Age, Wisdom, Power<br><br><strong>Flaws:</strong>Pride he is to arrogant to expect any type of threat, along with him not knowing anything about the modern world, such as guns, and so forth. He feeds of the energy of others; preferably other being’s of power. Selfish.<br>
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