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[B]Age: [/B]19
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Appearance:[/B] No Pic Yet
[B]Bio:[/B] Marcus lived a very comfortable life. His mother made sure to take care of his every wish. Marcus attended the best school his mother’s money could buy. He loved his mother more then any thing in the world. So when she die on a cold winters day, It came as a huge shock to the young, 12 year old, boy. He never even knew that his mother was sick.
Soon Marcus found himself living with his estranged father in a small fishing town up the coast. He knew there was no moving back to the big city. He would have to Live, work and go to school in this boring little town. Living with his father in a run down shack, by the water edge, proved to be less then the ideal situation. After only a few months of living with his Arrogant and boastful father, Marcus was starting to understand why his mother had divorced him. Knowing nothing about fishing when he came to live with his father. He had to learn it all and it was the hardest work he had every done in his, pampered, life. On the out side Marcus seemed to fit into his new “Family” and surrounding perfectly, even making a whole lot of new friends at his high school. But on the inside Marcus disliked his father greatly and hated the quite little town he lived in. He finds little comfort in his new found friends, whom don’t understand what he is going through at all. To get away from his troubles, Marcus often take this father small Motor-boat out onto the ocean and explores the chain of off shore islands. On one of the larger islands, Marcus finds an old abandoned house that is in very good shape (give or take some holes in the roof). Within two week of finding the house Marcus fixes it up and turns into his ‘home’ way from home. Often skipping school to spend time on the island. The house quickly turns into a place he can come to get away from the constant fights with his father and his life in town.
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Personality:[/B] Marcus's personality was the only thing that had remained from his former pampered life in the big city. The death of his mother and the bad relationship with his father, scared Marcus deeply. He never wanted too feel that pain he felt when his mother died again. So he just pushed ever one away. Hiding his kind and caring heart behind a barrier so no one could touch it again. The choice of hiding his emotions behind an ice-cold wall lead Marcus from one fling to another, with any high school girl that had even the smallest crush on the fishing boy. Even his affairs with married women lead down the same road as any of this other relationships. When the relationship got to close for comforts Marcus just cast the poor girl aside and went onto the next. That was how he liked it, surrounded by people but alone at the same time.
The recklessness of his romantic relationships was off set by his “bad boy” image in school. That was, most likely, why girls still willingly went out with Marcus even thought his dating habits were well known. Marcus had always been a rough, fiery-headed youth. Never backing down from what he knew was right. Unfortunately his temper was like his father’s and when he got made, he got mad in a big way. Marcus had been sent home many times from school, because he gotten mad and ended up in a fight with another student. Although strong, smart and a Independent man, Marcus was also a huge daydreamer. He has often been found spend hours sitting in the sunlight looking out across the deep blue ocean. It was at these times that a lonely look came across his face and people could see just how hurt and alone the young boy truly felt.
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[B]Age: [/B]22
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Appearance:[/B] No Pic Yet
[B]Background Info:[/B] ‘The Organization,’ this is the name that was given to the collective 20 werewolf hunting units that see battle all around the world. These special fighting units fly from country to country, often at the request of that countries government, to seek out and destroy werewolfs before the general public find out of there existence. Although the Organization is very small, not having more the 100 members at one time. The Units that hunt werewolfs often don’t meet on the battlefield. Some members go their entire careers without meeting another hunter from a different Unit.
Marching orders come from the veteran hunters that man the tops secret headquarters of the Organization. From this ‘command building’ the veteran hunters maintain order between the different hunting Units. They make sure each Unit is fully outfitted with armor and weaponry. These veteran hunters also see that any disobedient member within the ranks is punished properly for their actions. The members of the Organization are sworn to secrecy and are not allowed to tell anyone about the group or its mission. If a hunter is foolish enough to tell someone about the existence of the group the punishment for this act is often death. If any werewolfs were to become aware of the secret location of the Organization headquarters that knowledge would lead to an all out war with the creature and put the lives of all who fight against these evil creatures at risk.
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Bio:[/B] Lilith has never been effected directly by any werewolf attacks, nor dose she know of anyone who has. Throughout her childhood she has always known werewolfs to be nothing more then mythical creatures that only come to life on the silver screen. So having some one like her, captain the 10th werewolf-hunting Unit of the Organization came as a shock to everyone. She never told anyone why she joined such a deadly fighting group. Most member that have been lucky enough to meet the infamous Unit 10 Captain, believe that she simply fights for the sake of fighting. Those people that think that would not be far off the truth.
Lilith likes to fight and will always fight if the opportunity is given. Since joining the Organization, she has lost touch with her family, friends and dropped out of the collage she had attended for 2 years. The 5 loyal men she commands in her Unit have become her close circle of trusted friends. She feels that she need no one else in her life as long as she has her Unit close at hand. Its safe to say, that Lilith would do anything for her men. She specializes in fighting with guns and a few other projectile weapons. 2 ‘Quick Shot’ pistols, holstered at her hips, are her weapon of choice. She is never seen without them and those two guns have saved her life many times before. Since she is a girl Lilith is unable to keep up with the men in strength, but she makes up for what she lacks in strength with speed, endurance and brains. She has been known to chase down a running werewolf of foot, just to make the kill, which is not an easy task at all.
[B]Personality:[/B] Lilith has a very just frame of mind. There is only good and bad to her, no in between. To people on the outside of her Unit Lilith looks like a stone cold fighter. Someone who would show no mercy to the target she is hunting. But that image is only one half of her personality. Her men know the Battle hardened Captain in a total different light.
In private their captain is a fun loving and kinda reckless person. That would sacrifice herself in a second to save a comrades life. Lilth dose not get mad often, but when she dose get mad she can hold a grudge for weeks. Her one hope in life is that she will meet the perfect man that will sweep her off her feet.
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[B]Age:[/B] 25 (When he was turned)
[B]Race:[/B] Werewolf
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[B]Background Info:[/B] Werewolfs have spread themselves throughout the world. The origins of this old race have been lost to time. The curse, as human often think of it, is spread from person to person through special saliva that werewolfs produce in their werewolf forms. Because werewolf transformations and powers are influenced greatly by the moon cycle, many werewolfs can be seen on Full moon leading Humans to think that those people that have the cruse can only transform on that night. That fact is both true and false. While werewolf can transform of any night they wish, the cruse can only be placed on a human on the night of the full moon.
A person that had been infected with the werewolf curse has three forms that can take. One is their normal human form, the second form is one of a pure wolf (like one you would find in the wild), and the third form is one of a humanoid wolf-man (A form with a mix of both human and wolf features). Werewolfs feed on humans. Human will only stall the hunger for human meat for a little while. By nature werewolfs are very fast healer and age much slower then normal humans. Silver is the weakness of the perfect hunter. It toxic to anyone that have been affected by the curse. Touch silver to the skin of a curse victim and it will burn it. Place silver within the blood stream of a curse victim and the poor soul will die in agony hours later. The people that have sworn to fight against these beasts have, taken their weakness of silver and turn it into a very affective weapon. Silver bullets, shot out of guns, are often the weapons of choice for these fighters. A signal hit is almost certain death for that werewolf, provided that the bullet can not be pulled out of the wound.
[B]Bio:[/B] As a human Edward as a sick boy. All of his life was lived from his bedroom. Even through his parents were the Lords of a small patch of land and had enough money to buy the best medicine for their son, He never seemed to get better. Unwilling to give into the Doctors ideas about the time it would take for Edward to die, his parents spent every penny they had to make sure their son got the best education that money could buy. All that was to ensure that when their son made it through this 'trying' time he would be well prepared for the life of a noblemen and the heir to the family lands. Edward grew weaker with every year that went by. By the time Edward had turned 25 he could barely walk. It was during a warm summer night that Edward found could not sleep. So the young Lord walked over the window in his room to look out over the rose gardens. It was then he saw a strange girl that was smelling the flowers. She looked no older then he was. why she had come into his garden was a mystery to Edward. His very soul cried out ‘Stay way,’ but there was a strange beauty to her and Edward needed to take a closer look.
It was morning when a servant found Edward in the rose garden, he had been dead for hours. His body was pale and cold, there was deep bite and claw marks all over his body, but none of them where bleeding. It was like the body was drained of all his blood. The Lord and Lady Sable buried their son in a, specially made, mausoleum. Lord Sable never got a full night rest sleep again. He rose every night and paced around the castle. The state his son body was in when He had found him, left him in a uneasy state of mind. Something wasn't right and he could feel it. The night of the full moon marked one month since Edwards’s death. Lord Sable rode for the grave site alone and with a signal red rose to lay on his son’s stone coffin. When he arrived the Lord found the coffin open and empty. The Lord was shock and rod away from the grave as fast and he could. He told no one of what he had seen. Had grave robber stolen his son’s body?
Edward Sable had, in fact, risen from the grave. As his father looked on with fear at the empty coffin, Edward was curled up on the floor just out of sight in the shadows. It had taken a month for his weak body to gain enough to move once again. Whatever that women did to him had changed him, for the better. Edward soon found he was stronger, faster, and his sense had all become heightened. His appearance had also changed, hair becoming a silver-Grey, and eye turned a demonic yellow, just like that of a wolfs.
He could now go where he wanted and do anything he wished. As his adjusted to his newfound powers, Edward learn that human food will only delay his hunger for a while, it will never stop it. Only By feeding on flesh and blood the hungry will go away completely until the next time he needed to feed. He can change the shape of his body at will. Taking on 2 new forms. Edward is very careful of how he feeds. Making sure to kill his victims, so no new werewolfs are born. Over that countless year he had walked the earth, the way he felt about the blood changed. He began to like the feeling of hunting and killing his prey, about ripping apart their flesh with his clawed hand and teeth. The education his parents bought him came in very handy. Well paying jobs came and went over the year. He always made sure not to stay in one place to long. If human were to find out what he was, a lynch mob might soon follow. In all his years of Life he only found one woman that could understand what it have been like living as a beast. When she died Edward swore he would never love again.
[B]Personality:[/B] Edward was still a fiery headed youth, who would never back down from something he knew was right. Unfortunately his temper was like his father’s and when he got made, he got mad in a big way. A Gentleman in every Era, He would always stop to help out those who needed it. No matter what the cost was to him. In fact he had lost a few jobs because he wasn't on time enough. This stubborn and kind hearted boy often find himself in the center of trouble. Edward know the loneliness he feels now is just part of the bargain he made with the strange women in his rose garden. He had take lives in cold blood just to survive. So its only fair to the people he killed if he is surfing as well. Edward is a monster in the truest sense of the word. He enjoys the fact that he can do whatever he want to who he wants. He is one to both fear and look upon with awe. He knows human will never expect what he has become, Although Edward holds a slim ray of hope in his heart that some day he might meet another person that could expect him for what he is, just like his dead love did. The only reason he took that women offer to become a monster was because he was scared to die. He did not want his life to end before he had a chance to live it.
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[B]Age:[/B] 19
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Appearance: [/B] No Pic Yet.
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Background Info:[/B] Witches and Wizards can use three forms of magic; spells, potions and enchantments. Magic is greatly influenced by the caster emotions. The stronger the emotion behind the magic that stronger the magic will be. If the emotion used to cast the spell/potion/enchantment is too strong there is a small chance that the cast magic will not work right and backfire against the one whom cast it to being with.
Spells are verbal chants or words that focus the powers of the caster into a powerful state that allows the control, change or manipulation of living things. Drawing on that power or nature and the basic 4 elements (fire, water, wind and earth) to cast very powerful spells. Spells can be used to attack or defend. In skilled hand, the right cast spells can also help heal people. Although the effects of this type of spell are something unpredictable and can backfire at the one who cast it. Darker spells, which tend to be used for evil acts, can summon demon, kill, and cause misfortune for the victim. In rare cases, Dark spells can even take control of their target turning the victim into nothing more then living puppet. When a Witch or Wizard casts a spell it put a lot of strain on the caster’s body and ultimately wear the person casting the spells out.
Witches and Wizards adopted the use of potions from the Eleven nations. These concoctions are more widely used then spells by magic users. A signal potion can be made in bulk and used many times in a row without the caster’s body being effective negatively by the magic they are using. The only draw back to using the potion is the time it take to prepare, the ingredients needed to be gathered and the equipment available for use. Although potions have a wide range of effects and uses, they can take a long time to create and the process must be planed out in advance. Like Spells some potions can be used for attacking and defending in battle. While other potions are used to change things around the caster (for example; changing the appearance of the person whom made the potion or turning something invisible. The uses for potion are almost endless). Healing Potions are the more reliable to use because the ingredients they are created with come from nature, consisting of mostly of herbs and other types of plants. If a potion consists of manly ingredients taken from living things (for example; animal blood, insect wings or human hair) the potion is meant to be used for an evil purpose and often used to kill someone. Over the many centuries of use, the fully list of malicious potions have been lost and magic users no longer know how many different types of malicious potions there are or what the effects of those potions might be.
Enchantments are the lowest form a magic that can be cast and it is the most commonly use form too. No verbal commands are needed and only non-living objects can be enchanted (for example; brooms, mops, knifes or machines are just a few of the things that can be enchanted). All the caster has to do is imagine what they want the object to do and it will do it. Since Enchantments are the most basic form of magic, the spells that are cast are weak and often short only lasting minutes, maybe hours at a time. Multiple objects can be enchanted at a signal time and there is no limit to how many times in a row this type spell can be cast. In most cases a normal human can overpower an enchantment that has been cast and nullify the effects of the spell breaking it.
[B]Bio:[/B] Alice comes from an ancient and powerful bloodline. The originals of which are not known. A witch by birth, Alice grew up learn all about magic from her mother.
Cast out of any town her family tiered to settle in, because Normal people saw the magic she used as evil. Alice and her mother did odd work as farm hands or as maids for rich landowners. At a young age she learned that being different was dangerous and that using ones powers openly in front of normal human could mean the end of your life.
At the age of 15, while traveling to the capital city in search of steady work, bandits attacked Alice and her mother. Looking to take the little money the two women had. Alice’s Mother died from the first attack. Alice fought back and killed the men before they had a chance to kill her. Unfortunately for Alice the Capital Guards had seen Alice use magic in the fight and arrested her for both murder and ‘witch craft.’ She waited in the Castle dungeon for 3 months before her fate was deiced by the lawmakers in the in the capital city. Without a trial Alice was charged and sentenced to death, To be burned alive fore her crimes within the kingdom. As the fire licked at her legs Alice vanished off the poll she was tied too, right before the townspeople’s eyes. Only to reappeared on the outskirts of the large city. She had used the last of her strength to cast a spell that saved her life. But Her ankles and lower legs were badly burned in the escape and the wounds left large scars after they had finally healed.
Alice ran from the city as soon as her legs were able to carry her. She roamed around the kingdom in order to gather enough money to live off. Using her magic talents for both good and evil deeds. She would the sick with herbal remedies, while also selling malicious potions and poisons to evil men under the cover of night. Not stopping there, Alice often found herself selling her magical talents for use in assassination plots and common murders. Not caring what happened to the target she was after as long as she got paid in the end. Her many killings and evil magic acts got her the nickname “Dark Witch.” It was given to her by the very people she did business with.
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Personality:[/B] Alice bears no hate for the people that tried to kill her. It’s a waste of her time to feel angry over something that happened in her past. Instead she looked forward to her future. With nothing left to lose, Alice dose not feel any guilt killing or using her talent’s for evil and economic gain. This is the only way she knows how to survive. The Magic Alice casts is very effective. She tries her best to keep a level head, but when her emotions get the better of her loses control of her powers and she is a danger to everyone… especially herself. It just a good thing that, that sort of thing doesn’t happen often. Her mother taught her well in the short time she was alive, because of her Alice knows a lot of spells and potions. Although she isn’t confident enough yet to cast the high level spells, just yet.
Alice likes to spend most of her spare time alone. After what happened to her in the capital city, she doesn’t trust anyone very easily. She feels out of place around normal people and fears her own death greatly. In the years since her mother died, Alice poured through all the old spell books she could find looking for a spell or potion that might give her immortality. To this day she hasn’t found a single spell or potions that would let her live forever. Romance is not high on this girls list. She likes to play with people’s feelings more then anything else. Often being called a “temptress” by the men she meets. Alice has yet to meet a man that can understand how she feel or the magic she uses. Although there has been one or two men that have come close to being the perfect match for this ‘Dark Witch.’ Despite how she looks and acts on the out side. Alice has a caring heart too. She just doesn’t want every signal person to see it. She will help out any sick person that she sees. With the large knowledge of herbs and medical treatments it’s hard for Alice to turn a blind eyes to someone that she could help.
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A fragile peace stands between the 4 tribes of (Forest, Water, Fire and Mountain) dragons and the human world. Humans have been over steeping their boundary for years. Killing dragon for their Valuable blood, which can heal almost any illness or injury, and their scales and skin, which are made into fine jewelery, clothing and amour for fighters. Unable to bare offspring fast enough the dragon population declined. Each kill the human made put stress on remaining dragons. Their anger and hate finally spilled over then a nesting site was attacked, almost all the eggs destroyed and the last adult male dragon, for one on the tribes, was kill while protecting the nest. The Dragons wanted blood, they looked to their breeder to get it for them.
(A Dragon Breeder is a Human looking person that is half or fully Dragon. Their job is to look after the eggs until they hatch making sure they are warm and safe. After the eggs hatch the Breeder care for the young dragons making sure they grow up healthy and strong. Each Dragon Tribe has One or More Breeders to take care of the Nest. The tribe is like family to the breeder. They feel the same pain the Dragon feel. Since a Breeder is at least Half Dragon they have undefined power which sometimes will surface.)
The Dragon Breeder, for the tribe, calmed the beasts down enough to make a deal. She would find all the humans who had attacked the Nest and kill them or, The 4 Dragon Tribes would declare war on the Human world.
This is where the story of twisted fate beings. Alone in the Human world and unsure of many human customs. Our young breeder finds a friend in the most unlikely person. A Dragon slayer sent by the king to take her head. He is a mysterious figure who seems to both help and sabotage her efforts for revenge at the same time. But with time a subtle love blooms between the people on opposite sides. But with War bewaring in the background Love will have to wait. A secret will turn the tide of history and threaten to tear the lover apart.
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