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[Jack]

Adressed as: Jack Dulvadon
Alias: Jack

Race: Half-Breed
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-five

Ranking: Vampire Lead
Lover: Lora
Children: Alexander, Willym, Charlotte


Weapon of choice:
Vampire: .45 pistol

Werewolf: Brute strength and his teeth and claws.

Persona: Rather protective of himself. He'll stand up to anyone, including himself. Watch what you call him as well. He'd not proud of his half-breedness and he'll kill you if you insult him. He's also got a short fuse for annoying people.


Appearance: His vampire side is his favorite. He loves his looks and rather fancies himself for attracting attention; mostly female. He can withstand anything in this form. He's immortal after all...

His werewolf side is a little different. He's tall and very muscular to the point where it's overwelming. His fur is slate grey and his wings are black. He has read eyes and has strange markings on his face.

Vampire Side:

Werewolf Side:

History: He's not sure about his histiry. He grew up in a human orphange but when he killed a fellow room-mate, he fled. That was when he found out about being a vampire. He lived in a forest till he was ten and was attacked by wolves. Here he found out about his...other half. When the wolves saw who he was, they decided to bring him here, to help him understand what happened to him.

When he arrived in the Valley of Silence, he was immediatly taken under the wing of Chainz and taught the ropes. Killing, pilaging and gorging on lust and gluttony. He was her right hand man, the man she could trust to the fullest; until he met Lora. On a mission for Chainz into the lair of the vampires, he met Lora, his future wife, and his life with Chainz quickly ended.

Now, after years living in luxury as the Master of the Vampires, he's faced with a problem. Chainz had sat quietly for too long and she's ready for blood and screams. His and his families. A simple revenge. He's faced with a choice. Face her and loose what he loves or let his son, Willym, take the throne and make sure that he wins, whether to her face or not.

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[Jack]

Adressed as: Bartimeaus
Alias: I wouldn't make one up if I were you...

Race: Newly changed angel
Gender: Male
Age: 19

Ranking: King of his old home land
Mate: Alyssa
Pups: soon


Weapon of choice: Teeth and claws but prefers a hand gun in human form.

Persona: Dosen't put up with crap...

Appearance:
Human form: Red hair and green eyes. Talll and muscular with tanned skin. His blue Royalty tattoo is on his cheek.



Lycan Form: All black with odd jewelery on him dubbing him as Lycan Royalty


History: He was born to a fierce family. His mother was one of his father's great warriors and his father was the King of his Pride. As the only son in the family, his father put harsh discipline into him, teaching him the ways of the Lycans at a very young age. At the age of five, his mother gave birth to his sister. His father, enraged that she didn't give him another son, killed his mother on her birthing bed. His sister was never seen since. Persumably dead. At the age of twelve, he was accepted into the warrior's ranks. As the youngest to be endited, he proved that his father's blood was all powerful. He rose quickly in the ranks till he controlled his own ranks.

When Bartimeaus turned fifteen, his father was killed by vampires. Enraged, Bartimeaus set out on a mission to hunt down the group of vampires that killed his father, unknowing to the fact that he know ruled his Pride. His hunt has led him here...

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[Jack]

Adressed as: Ahren Syman
Alias: Ahren

Race: Werewolf... the old kind. Full moon and the whole shbang
Gender: Male
Age: 16

Ranking: Since Katrina is a princess, he now has a title as a prince
Mate: Katrina
Pups: none


Weapon of choice: A double-bade long sword made of iron instead of steel. Harder to break
Persona: A real trouble-maker. If you dare him to do something, he'll do it to perfection.

Appearance:
Human form: White blonde hair that is mixed with strange white highlights and deep purple eyes. He's very tall and skinny, a perfect body for sneaking around. He's very handsom and has a strange seducitve aura around him that makes all females attracted to him in their own personal way. Example: If a female likes body shape of a male, he'll come onto the female with what they prefer.



Lycan Form: A reddish silver color with purple eyes. He changes only on the full moon and he can't control himself then.


History: Ahren was born mortal. He was completly human. He grew up in a poor town where he had to struggle to survive. He was the third in a family of thirteen children. Ten brothers and three sisters. His father died early in his age and his mother was forced to raise all of them by herself.

When Ahren turned nine, his mother died, leaving all his siblings in the care of his older brother, Harrioson. When he was ten, Harrison mysteriously dissapered, taking along their youngest sister, Sara. The next oldest was his sister Kasadya. She moved the brode to a house deep in the woods, away from the town. For another year, Kasadya kept the family together until, she too, mysteriously dissapered.

Now Ahren was the only one left. When a year had almost finished, the next youngest, his little sister Zarafina, came screaming from the woods one day, rambling on about great furry creatures that feasted on the blood of people. Ahren, conserned for his family, went out late one night when everyone was asleep and searched for the creature. To his great surprise, he found them but, they were only a wolf pack.

As he was making his way home, he was attacked by a great furry creature that had odd, human-like eyes. When he awoke in the morning, he was asleep on the ground in the woods, completly stupid to last night's events. He went home that night and reassured his family that he had killed the great beast.

But, a week later, the worst happened. He briefly remembered looking up out of the living room window to the full moon and then nothing till he awoke in the morning to find all his siblings slaughtered, laying all over the house, blood washed windows shown eerily in the grey dusk of morning. Horrified, he ran away, covered in his siblings blood, unsure of what happened and too upset to find out.

Now he was here, searching for answers to his, now, known problem. He was a werewolf now and so were his older siblings that had dissapered. He came here to forget his past and start a new life with those of his species.

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[Jack]

Adressed as: Ayala
Alias: Ayala le Charlemagne

Race: Lycan
Gender: Female
Age: 18

Ranking: Heir to the Lycan Race
Lover: none
Children: none


Weapon of choice: Not a fighter
Persona: Loving and sweet

Appearance:




History: She lived in a palace with her mother since she could remember. She never knew her father and her mother spoke only of him in dreams. She would tell her that he was a prince, a man that came to her in the night, begging for a place to stay and hide from a horrible deed. She had taken him in, fallen in love, and, when he left, her mother found out she was pregnant with her. For years she had heard these stories and for years she dreamed about who her father really was. What she wasn't expecting was for him to show up on her eighteenth birthday and told who she really was; a princess and, not just any princess, (because she was one with her mother), she was the princess of a group of creatures called Lycans, or werewolves. She was also told she had a half sister who she had never met and that she was second in line with the throne. Not at all happy that this had all been kept secret from her, she gave her father a feather from her red hawk she kept as a pet and promised him she'd come back with him. Now, after eighteen years, she's finally come to see her sister and her true place in the world.

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