This is, as said in the topic, a werewolf and vampire RP. Basically, the two sides are in conflict with each other, each trying to get the upper hand. My character will be in charge of the vampire group, while Heretic's will be in charge of the werewolf group. What will develop? Well, this is a freeform RP, so who know?
There are differences between the werewolves and vampires. Vampires heal through bloodsucking, stronger, and find it easier to pass as humans. As for weaknesses, direct sunlight burns, and being burnt to ash or decapitated is fatal.
Werewolves, on the other hand, are faster and claws as weapons rather than fangs and steel. They can be killed by decapitation and silver weapons.
Werewolves, on the other hand, are faster and claws as weapons rather than fangs and steel. They can be killed by decapitation and silver weapons.
1. No godmoding.
2. No killing other characters without permission.
2. No killing other characters without permission.
Name: Character Name
Faction: Vampire or werewolf? There will be at least four on each side, not counting my vampire character or Heretic's werewolf.
Age: How old are they, and how old do they look?
Gender: Should be self explanatory.
Appearance: Height, build, hair color, eye color. Be descriptive. Paint a picture of your character with words. OR, you know, use a picture if you have one.
Background: How did they get involved with the faction? What's their personality like? How long have they been a vampire/werewolf?
Faction: Vampire or werewolf? There will be at least four on each side, not counting my vampire character or Heretic's werewolf.
Age: How old are they, and how old do they look?
Gender: Should be self explanatory.
Appearance: Height, build, hair color, eye color. Be descriptive. Paint a picture of your character with words. OR, you know, use a picture if you have one.
Background: How did they get involved with the faction? What's their personality like? How long have they been a vampire/werewolf?
Name: Bianca
Faction: Vampire
Age: 2,000, appears 22
Gender: Female
Appearance: Six feet tall, pale skinned. Has a lithe, muscular build with red hair and green eyes. Wears a bodytight black leather bodysuit with no shoes. Has a fairly curvy, but not overly large figure.
Background: Bianca was bitten around the beginning of the first millennium by a powerful male vampire. Staying with him for the next 500 years, she eventually grew tired of being his second-in-command and decapitated him in a fierce battle, taking his place as the leader of the vampire clan. Since then, she has dealt with insurrections harshly, making sure not to get complacent as her former master did. The threat of the werewolves, relatively recent for her, has put her even more on edge, making her more violent and bloodthirsty than most vampires, and taking the stance that neutral parties are simply awaiting to be forced to take a side, and intends to get them on her side.
Faction: Vampire
Age: 2,000, appears 22
Gender: Female
Appearance: Six feet tall, pale skinned. Has a lithe, muscular build with red hair and green eyes. Wears a bodytight black leather bodysuit with no shoes. Has a fairly curvy, but not overly large figure.
Background: Bianca was bitten around the beginning of the first millennium by a powerful male vampire. Staying with him for the next 500 years, she eventually grew tired of being his second-in-command and decapitated him in a fierce battle, taking his place as the leader of the vampire clan. Since then, she has dealt with insurrections harshly, making sure not to get complacent as her former master did. The threat of the werewolves, relatively recent for her, has put her even more on edge, making her more violent and bloodthirsty than most vampires, and taking the stance that neutral parties are simply awaiting to be forced to take a side, and intends to get them on her side.
Name:William "Blackhide" Carloft
Faction:Werewolf
Age:37 but looks younger since he takes care of his body.
Gender:Male
Appearance:Standing at six feet tall William is a mountain of muscle usually wearing loose blue jeans and a t-shirt he's not the flashy type with short black hair and deep blue eyes.
Background:William was turned by his father at an early age being part of the werewolf clan was a family tradition when each member decided there child was ready.William rose through the ranks quickly and people started calling him Blackhide because of his black fur when he changed.Eventually William challenged the former werewolf king and won in a grand battle retiring him permanently he still bears the scars of that encounter of three slash marks across his chest.He has been the werewolf king for several years now and has stepped up recruiting to deal with the growing vampire population.William is a smart man though slightly quick to anger he tries to maintain a cool level head.
Faction:Werewolf
Age:37 but looks younger since he takes care of his body.
Gender:Male
Appearance:Standing at six feet tall William is a mountain of muscle usually wearing loose blue jeans and a t-shirt he's not the flashy type with short black hair and deep blue eyes.
Background:William was turned by his father at an early age being part of the werewolf clan was a family tradition when each member decided there child was ready.William rose through the ranks quickly and people started calling him Blackhide because of his black fur when he changed.Eventually William challenged the former werewolf king and won in a grand battle retiring him permanently he still bears the scars of that encounter of three slash marks across his chest.He has been the werewolf king for several years now and has stepped up recruiting to deal with the growing vampire population.William is a smart man though slightly quick to anger he tries to maintain a cool level head.
Name: Vincent Levine
Faction: Vampire
Age: True age: 352, Appearance: mid-40s, Age embraced: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance: A tall, slight man, Vincent has a distinctly face, which, combined with centuries of experience, gives him an appearance of 20 years older than when he was embraced. This aside, Vincent always dresses to impress - his standard dress is a 2-piece suit in charcoal grey, with an over-starched white dress shirt and a deep crimson cravat and pocket square. This attire is generally topped off with a Rolex watch, and a Solid Platinum signet ring, bearing the initials 'JP', as a reminder of a love once lost.
Background: As a human, Vincent was born into a rich English family with a vast fortune. on his 18th birthday, he was bequeathed a small fortune, to the tune of 6 figures, equating nowadays to over 㳰,000,000. Embraced by his fiance at the time, a Beautiful woman of 27 (or so she claimed) named Violet. once Vincent learned of the quasi-immortality this embrace granted him, he broke away from Violet, and moved to live in France - an immensely uncommon act at the time, taking his fortune with him. exploiting the immortality that he had been granted, Vincent spent 35 years on nights of drunken debauchery, seducing even the famous Jeanne Poisson, years before King Louis, and his days resting away out of sunlight. these 35 years, however, took their toll - Vincent's once-great fortune ebbed gradually away, leaving him with the equivalent of 'only' 㶬000,000. in addition, all pleasures of the mortal coil rapidly lost their joy, and Vincent, after trying for years to maintain the pleasure by increasing the stimulus, had to admit defeat. of course, 35 years without aging did not go unnoticed, and, finally, in 1815, Violet caught up with her progeny, as he ran rampant across Europe with the emperor napoleon. the night after Waterloo, Vincent almost met his own Waterloo fighting against his Sire, but, through little more than blind luck, Violet was bested, staked, and left for the sun - the most sadistic thing that one can do to a fellow Vampire.
From here, Vincent dedicated his life to mastering the arts of melee and short-range combat, and, after a close encounter with a werewolf in 1917 Germany, has always been on perpetual guard, bordering on extreme paranoia (which, when combined with vampiric senses, makes for him being almost impossible to sneak up on), and has taken to carrying a silver blade, (and a couple of cylinders of .357s, since 'obtaining' his now-signature revolver from an unlucky American officer in Vietnam.). After the not-so-conclusion of the 'nam, Vincent moved to America for a change of scenery, and met a charming young woman who would only identify herself as 'Hannah'. after several weeks of courting, Vincent finally managed to get her alone, and to celebrate, he enjoyed the best meal of his ever-lengthening unlife. just as he drained the last dregs of blood from the young human, Vincent was almost treated to his second experience with a werewolf - all the more worrying as he'd left his weapons at home. Since then, Vincent has become increasingly involved with Bianca's efforts against the werewolf threat.
Faction: Vampire
Age: True age: 352, Appearance: mid-40s, Age embraced: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance: A tall, slight man, Vincent has a distinctly face, which, combined with centuries of experience, gives him an appearance of 20 years older than when he was embraced. This aside, Vincent always dresses to impress - his standard dress is a 2-piece suit in charcoal grey, with an over-starched white dress shirt and a deep crimson cravat and pocket square. This attire is generally topped off with a Rolex watch, and a Solid Platinum signet ring, bearing the initials 'JP', as a reminder of a love once lost.
Background: As a human, Vincent was born into a rich English family with a vast fortune. on his 18th birthday, he was bequeathed a small fortune, to the tune of 6 figures, equating nowadays to over 㳰,000,000. Embraced by his fiance at the time, a Beautiful woman of 27 (or so she claimed) named Violet. once Vincent learned of the quasi-immortality this embrace granted him, he broke away from Violet, and moved to live in France - an immensely uncommon act at the time, taking his fortune with him. exploiting the immortality that he had been granted, Vincent spent 35 years on nights of drunken debauchery, seducing even the famous Jeanne Poisson, years before King Louis, and his days resting away out of sunlight. these 35 years, however, took their toll - Vincent's once-great fortune ebbed gradually away, leaving him with the equivalent of 'only' 㶬000,000. in addition, all pleasures of the mortal coil rapidly lost their joy, and Vincent, after trying for years to maintain the pleasure by increasing the stimulus, had to admit defeat. of course, 35 years without aging did not go unnoticed, and, finally, in 1815, Violet caught up with her progeny, as he ran rampant across Europe with the emperor napoleon. the night after Waterloo, Vincent almost met his own Waterloo fighting against his Sire, but, through little more than blind luck, Violet was bested, staked, and left for the sun - the most sadistic thing that one can do to a fellow Vampire.
From here, Vincent dedicated his life to mastering the arts of melee and short-range combat, and, after a close encounter with a werewolf in 1917 Germany, has always been on perpetual guard, bordering on extreme paranoia (which, when combined with vampiric senses, makes for him being almost impossible to sneak up on), and has taken to carrying a silver blade, (and a couple of cylinders of .357s, since 'obtaining' his now-signature revolver from an unlucky American officer in Vietnam.). After the not-so-conclusion of the 'nam, Vincent moved to America for a change of scenery, and met a charming young woman who would only identify herself as 'Hannah'. after several weeks of courting, Vincent finally managed to get her alone, and to celebrate, he enjoyed the best meal of his ever-lengthening unlife. just as he drained the last dregs of blood from the young human, Vincent was almost treated to his second experience with a werewolf - all the more worrying as he'd left his weapons at home. Since then, Vincent has become increasingly involved with Bianca's efforts against the werewolf threat.
Name: Alexander Gregory Vilkens
Faction: Werewolf
Age: 26, looking around there.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Overall: 5'11, Lanky build with a bit of muscle to it, 160 pounds, and pale skin.
Head: Black shoulder length hair, Black eyes, and a somewhat large nose.
Body/Clothes: A few scars around his body, the most prevalent being the bite mark on his shoulder. He usually wears a collection of suits ranging from Blue to Dark grey with a black undershirt.
Background: Alexander was a moody child growing up, in stark contrast to his sister who was so happy and full of joy it usually made him sick. Nonetheless, he loved her and in spite, Or maybe because, his disliking of her personality he always spoiled her and watched out for her. He was almost expelled from school for picking fights with people who had a bone to pick with her, he stayed home and took care of their ailing parents so that she may go to college and not worry about it, and he got a job at a bookstore so he could pay the funeral costs when their mother and father died (Choking on a piece of food and lung cancer, respectively) so that she wouldn't have to give up any of her tuition up and not continue with her courses. He loved her more than he did most people so it was devastating when he saw her die.
He could still remember the day. It was a cold November day and he was to pick her up from her dorm on campus to come back to town for the weekend. It was a 3 hour drive but he didn't mind, besides, it was just until her car was repaired (don't ask, lent it to her friends). He dropped her and a friend off at a night club and took her stuff home, waiting a few hours til it was time to pick her up. As he waited he thought about who his sister was meeting, her boyfriend who was the archetypical bad boy wanna-be. Alexander even thought he looked like a wanna-be vampire like from the new vampire movies but he didn't really have a right to complain since he looked like a vampire also. (Hint. HINT!)
He drove back to the club to pick her up but only her friend was waiting for him. She told him that his sis and her boyfriend, the wanna-be *****, left the club just a few minutes earlier. After finding that out he left his car in the parking lot and searched for them on foot with her friend in tow, figuing that they were at the park, their favorite hangout place and he wasn't wrong. He found them by a tree, almost starting to make out from what he could see. He and her friend approached but before they could get there the boyfriend looked up and left, leaving his sister to slump over.
Sensing that something was wrong Alex rushed over to his sister, kneeling over to check on her, and saw in horror that his sister was dying, blood spilling out of a neck wound. He tried to stop the bleeding while her friend called an ambulance but to no avail, she died a couple of minutes later from blood loss.
Alexander hung his head for a few minutes and broke down crying...then, he stood up and, in a fury, went hunting for her boyfriend, grabbing a large stick along the way. Her boyfriend had gone too far this time with the whole fake vampire thing and he was going to make him pay. Alex heard something in the bushes to his left and struck out with the stick. The werewolf, caught off-guard and only catching a glimpse of what he thought was a vampire, jumped out and bit his shoulder, trying to rip it off. When he realized his mistake, the werewolf jumped off, and left, hearing sirens. Alexander was soon found by the paramedics and taken to the hospital where he was patched up. His sister being not so lucky, being legally considered dead at the scene.
Since that day Alex caught up with the one that turned him, learning from the werewolf that turned him that there were actual vampires and werewolves out there and he was a part of their world now. His demeanor took a plummet, hating the vampire that killed his sis and got away, and he started to train his body for the day that he had caught up with him. Soon his hatred expanded to the whole vampire community, hating them all and almost willing to start his very own crusade to try and get rid of them all. In the meantime, he took over ownership of the bookstore and started affiliating himself with the werewolf court, waiting for the chance to get his revenge.
Faction: Werewolf
Age: 26, looking around there.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Overall: 5'11, Lanky build with a bit of muscle to it, 160 pounds, and pale skin.
Head: Black shoulder length hair, Black eyes, and a somewhat large nose.
Body/Clothes: A few scars around his body, the most prevalent being the bite mark on his shoulder. He usually wears a collection of suits ranging from Blue to Dark grey with a black undershirt.
Background: Alexander was a moody child growing up, in stark contrast to his sister who was so happy and full of joy it usually made him sick. Nonetheless, he loved her and in spite, Or maybe because, his disliking of her personality he always spoiled her and watched out for her. He was almost expelled from school for picking fights with people who had a bone to pick with her, he stayed home and took care of their ailing parents so that she may go to college and not worry about it, and he got a job at a bookstore so he could pay the funeral costs when their mother and father died (Choking on a piece of food and lung cancer, respectively) so that she wouldn't have to give up any of her tuition up and not continue with her courses. He loved her more than he did most people so it was devastating when he saw her die.
He could still remember the day. It was a cold November day and he was to pick her up from her dorm on campus to come back to town for the weekend. It was a 3 hour drive but he didn't mind, besides, it was just until her car was repaired (don't ask, lent it to her friends). He dropped her and a friend off at a night club and took her stuff home, waiting a few hours til it was time to pick her up. As he waited he thought about who his sister was meeting, her boyfriend who was the archetypical bad boy wanna-be. Alexander even thought he looked like a wanna-be vampire like from the new vampire movies but he didn't really have a right to complain since he looked like a vampire also. (Hint. HINT!)
He drove back to the club to pick her up but only her friend was waiting for him. She told him that his sis and her boyfriend, the wanna-be *****, left the club just a few minutes earlier. After finding that out he left his car in the parking lot and searched for them on foot with her friend in tow, figuing that they were at the park, their favorite hangout place and he wasn't wrong. He found them by a tree, almost starting to make out from what he could see. He and her friend approached but before they could get there the boyfriend looked up and left, leaving his sister to slump over.
Sensing that something was wrong Alex rushed over to his sister, kneeling over to check on her, and saw in horror that his sister was dying, blood spilling out of a neck wound. He tried to stop the bleeding while her friend called an ambulance but to no avail, she died a couple of minutes later from blood loss.
Alexander hung his head for a few minutes and broke down crying...then, he stood up and, in a fury, went hunting for her boyfriend, grabbing a large stick along the way. Her boyfriend had gone too far this time with the whole fake vampire thing and he was going to make him pay. Alex heard something in the bushes to his left and struck out with the stick. The werewolf, caught off-guard and only catching a glimpse of what he thought was a vampire, jumped out and bit his shoulder, trying to rip it off. When he realized his mistake, the werewolf jumped off, and left, hearing sirens. Alexander was soon found by the paramedics and taken to the hospital where he was patched up. His sister being not so lucky, being legally considered dead at the scene.
Since that day Alex caught up with the one that turned him, learning from the werewolf that turned him that there were actual vampires and werewolves out there and he was a part of their world now. His demeanor took a plummet, hating the vampire that killed his sis and got away, and he started to train his body for the day that he had caught up with him. Soon his hatred expanded to the whole vampire community, hating them all and almost willing to start his very own crusade to try and get rid of them all. In the meantime, he took over ownership of the bookstore and started affiliating himself with the werewolf court, waiting for the chance to get his revenge.
Name: Curtis Franks 'Frankie'
Faction: Werewolf
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: He stands at 6'8"and tips the scales at 300 lbs, with a well muscled build, and well tanned skin. He always keeps his head shaved as it was prematurely grey, a trait that has remained even after his change, while his eyes are pale blue. He normally wears a long wool coat, without a shirt, and large military surplus pants. He usually goes barefoot, to simplify things when he changes.
Background: Curtis was born in 1984, in British Columbia, Canada. He was always an introverted child, getting never close to his family, or having many friends. As he got older, he proffered to spend his time either practicing Hybrid Martial Arts, or hiking deep into the wilderness.
About five years ago, while on a weeklong hike in the Coast Mountains he was attacked and bitten by a werewolf. The attack happened fast, and while his training prevented himself from being killed, he was still pretty badly torn up. Fortunately for him the 'wolf that attacked him was being pursued by other members of the pack, because he'd had gone feral.
Curtis stayed with the pack that'd helped him, learning about his abilities and how to use them. This new family of his was more real to him than his biological one, so he cut all ties with his old life. He started to make friends, and open up more, becoming quite easy going and loving his new 'abilities'. One night while he was out, a large group of vampires attacked the den, killing everyone and burning the building to the ground.
Having discovered what happened, he swore vengeance on all vampires, setting off to kill as many as he could. He still practices Hybrid Martial Arts, which along with his natural strength and size, makes him a formidable opponent in either form.
Faction: Werewolf
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: He stands at 6'8"and tips the scales at 300 lbs, with a well muscled build, and well tanned skin. He always keeps his head shaved as it was prematurely grey, a trait that has remained even after his change, while his eyes are pale blue. He normally wears a long wool coat, without a shirt, and large military surplus pants. He usually goes barefoot, to simplify things when he changes.
Background: Curtis was born in 1984, in British Columbia, Canada. He was always an introverted child, getting never close to his family, or having many friends. As he got older, he proffered to spend his time either practicing Hybrid Martial Arts, or hiking deep into the wilderness.
About five years ago, while on a weeklong hike in the Coast Mountains he was attacked and bitten by a werewolf. The attack happened fast, and while his training prevented himself from being killed, he was still pretty badly torn up. Fortunately for him the 'wolf that attacked him was being pursued by other members of the pack, because he'd had gone feral.
Curtis stayed with the pack that'd helped him, learning about his abilities and how to use them. This new family of his was more real to him than his biological one, so he cut all ties with his old life. He started to make friends, and open up more, becoming quite easy going and loving his new 'abilities'. One night while he was out, a large group of vampires attacked the den, killing everyone and burning the building to the ground.
Having discovered what happened, he swore vengeance on all vampires, setting off to kill as many as he could. He still practices Hybrid Martial Arts, which along with his natural strength and size, makes him a formidable opponent in either form.
Name: Catherine de Leon
Faction: Vampire
Age: 200, appearance in the late 20's
Gender: Female
Appearance: A few inches under 6 feet, with long black hair that she keeps in a braid that is wrapped close to her head in a bun. Her eyes are a whistful violet, bordered with thick eyelashes and complemented by lips that seem to always be in a small pout. She has a slender, athletic body, and a long tattoo running down her back.
Background: Catherine was turned by a female vampire, Jean, at 24, who wanted to immortalize the girl's beauty. They were partners for a long time, enjoying fine foods, fine parties, each other, other vampires, humans, and even the occassional werewolf. They parted ways after some 70 years, but Catherine continues her hedonistic lifestyle, living from pleasure to pleasure. She frequently hangs around in clubs and bars, giving unlucky humans their last one night stand.
She joined Bianca's side not so much because she hated werewolves, but because it gave her a chance to practice her other pasttime: murder. She carries two silver blades, a bit shorter than her arms in length, that can link together in the middle to create a pair of shears for decapitation.
Faction: Vampire
Age: 200, appearance in the late 20's
Gender: Female
Appearance: A few inches under 6 feet, with long black hair that she keeps in a braid that is wrapped close to her head in a bun. Her eyes are a whistful violet, bordered with thick eyelashes and complemented by lips that seem to always be in a small pout. She has a slender, athletic body, and a long tattoo running down her back.
Background: Catherine was turned by a female vampire, Jean, at 24, who wanted to immortalize the girl's beauty. They were partners for a long time, enjoying fine foods, fine parties, each other, other vampires, humans, and even the occassional werewolf. They parted ways after some 70 years, but Catherine continues her hedonistic lifestyle, living from pleasure to pleasure. She frequently hangs around in clubs and bars, giving unlucky humans their last one night stand.
She joined Bianca's side not so much because she hated werewolves, but because it gave her a chance to practice her other pasttime: murder. She carries two silver blades, a bit shorter than her arms in length, that can link together in the middle to create a pair of shears for decapitation.
Name: Nathan Amata
Faction: Werewolf
Age: 25, looks like he's 20
Gender: Male
Appearence: http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs43/f/2009/071/f/f/Kiyubi_Amata_Colored_by_Kiyubi_Amata.jpg
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Background: Born in Venice Italy, he was raised as a normal boy by his human mother and werewolf father. He always loved running around the paths of Venice, exploring wherever he can and finding new things along the way. He didn't like the water though but he did manage to let it grow on him when he went on his first gondola ride around the city. When he hit teenage hood he'd buildings and sit on the top of them with his binoculars and watched what the going on around town. He would sometimes get in trouble cause of it, but he'd make up for it by going to church and praying. He loved soccer and played with his ball sometimes with the other children out in the plaza.
On Wednesday 14th of March, in the evening, he saw a group of men head into the Basilica of San Marco Church. He snuck in and saw that they were carrying firearms. They were part of a mafia gang that was from Roma that came to place a hit down on the priest. When they called for the priest, one of the gang members pulled a gun on him and began shooting at the priest. He missed and the priest went into a room and locked himself in. They mafia gang members began to kick at the door to break it down. Nathan wanted to help the priest, but he was scared that they might hurt him. This began to anger him and the evening was turning into night.
When the moonlight hit Nathan, he began to sweat and a swell of power came up from within him. The power came at a surge and Nathan reared his head and howled at the men. The men pulled their guns and started shooting but missed every shot due to the fear of what was going to happen to them. Nathan was in his werewolf form, but his mind wasn't clouded with animal fury. He was able to control himself, and his first act of his werewolf form was to take out these gang members. He charged for them and tackled one of them to the ground. He growled at his face and the guy fainted due to shock. The other three started running for the exit out of there. Nathan took the podium of the priest and threw it at two of the mafia thugs and took them out. The last one ran for his dear life, but Nathan was able to track his scent and leaped out of the church for him. There were people out and saw the werewolf go for the mafia thug as it leaped onto him and grabbed him by the coat collar and took him inside the church. It then came out and closed the doors to it locking it shut. He took them to the door of the priest's room where the priest was hiding and called for him. The priest came out and saw the wolf boy and the four thugs out cold. Nathan then took them inside the room and boxed them in a makeshift prison. Nathan then calmed himself and he changed back into his human form and turned to the priest and apologized for destroying his podium. The priest said it was fine, but he thanked him for saving him from the Mafia thugs.
After that event, the priest called the police and they took the mafia thugs into jail. Nathan's parents came to see if Nathan was alright. Nathan said he was fine and they all went home. He told them of what happened when they arrived and then the parents told him why he was who he was. He was accepting of the fact that he was a half werewolf, half human, but he didn't find himself fitting in with anyone, including his family. When Nathan was 15 years old, he left Venice on a journey to find himself a new home. His father gave him a sword as a memento that Nathan will remember them.
Faction: Werewolf
Age: 25, looks like he's 20
Gender: Male
Appearence: http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs43/f/2009/071/f/f/Kiyubi_Amata_Colored_by_Kiyubi_Amata.jpg
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Background: Born in Venice Italy, he was raised as a normal boy by his human mother and werewolf father. He always loved running around the paths of Venice, exploring wherever he can and finding new things along the way. He didn't like the water though but he did manage to let it grow on him when he went on his first gondola ride around the city. When he hit teenage hood he'd buildings and sit on the top of them with his binoculars and watched what the going on around town. He would sometimes get in trouble cause of it, but he'd make up for it by going to church and praying. He loved soccer and played with his ball sometimes with the other children out in the plaza.
On Wednesday 14th of March, in the evening, he saw a group of men head into the Basilica of San Marco Church. He snuck in and saw that they were carrying firearms. They were part of a mafia gang that was from Roma that came to place a hit down on the priest. When they called for the priest, one of the gang members pulled a gun on him and began shooting at the priest. He missed and the priest went into a room and locked himself in. They mafia gang members began to kick at the door to break it down. Nathan wanted to help the priest, but he was scared that they might hurt him. This began to anger him and the evening was turning into night.
When the moonlight hit Nathan, he began to sweat and a swell of power came up from within him. The power came at a surge and Nathan reared his head and howled at the men. The men pulled their guns and started shooting but missed every shot due to the fear of what was going to happen to them. Nathan was in his werewolf form, but his mind wasn't clouded with animal fury. He was able to control himself, and his first act of his werewolf form was to take out these gang members. He charged for them and tackled one of them to the ground. He growled at his face and the guy fainted due to shock. The other three started running for the exit out of there. Nathan took the podium of the priest and threw it at two of the mafia thugs and took them out. The last one ran for his dear life, but Nathan was able to track his scent and leaped out of the church for him. There were people out and saw the werewolf go for the mafia thug as it leaped onto him and grabbed him by the coat collar and took him inside the church. It then came out and closed the doors to it locking it shut. He took them to the door of the priest's room where the priest was hiding and called for him. The priest came out and saw the wolf boy and the four thugs out cold. Nathan then took them inside the room and boxed them in a makeshift prison. Nathan then calmed himself and he changed back into his human form and turned to the priest and apologized for destroying his podium. The priest said it was fine, but he thanked him for saving him from the Mafia thugs.
After that event, the priest called the police and they took the mafia thugs into jail. Nathan's parents came to see if Nathan was alright. Nathan said he was fine and they all went home. He told them of what happened when they arrived and then the parents told him why he was who he was. He was accepting of the fact that he was a half werewolf, half human, but he didn't find himself fitting in with anyone, including his family. When Nathan was 15 years old, he left Venice on a journey to find himself a new home. His father gave him a sword as a memento that Nathan will remember them.
Name: Ernst Schulz
Faction: Vampire
Age: 124, appears to be in his late 20s
Gender: Male
Appearance: Ernst is a tall (6'2"), solidly built man. While he is very well muscled, he is not overly bulky, being very well toned. His face looks somewhat weathered and has several scars visible on it, the most noticeable being the half "Glasgow grin" cut that reaches from the left corner of his mouth along his cheek. His blue-grey eyes stare out harshly from beneath his brow. He keeps his light brown hair extremely short in a militaristic cut. His outfit typically militaristic as well wearing a field-grey coat, dark blue trousers, and worn jackboots. He always makes sure to carry 3 specific knives with him at all times, one from his days in WW1, another from WW2, and a third silver one for finishing off any werewolves he manages to best.
Background: Born in the early days of the German Empire, Ernst grew up with a very heavy indoctrination into German culture. He lived the life of a normal lower-middle class son, helping his father with the family business. All this changed though when Ernst decided to take a trip to the nearby city of Zwickau and perhaps get a job. His trip did not go as planned as he ended up being happened upon by a wandering vampire. The vampire turned Ernst into one of the undead but decided to cast out the new-bloodsucker onto the streets. With only a small bit of information on what he had become, Ernst learned the hard way of his limitations.
Fearing what his family would think should they discover what he had become, Ernst continued to live a nocturnal life in the city, preying on the poor and homeless as stealthily as possible. With his life turned upside down so fast, Ernst quickly gave over to the predatory side of the vampire, quickly becoming a monstrous serial killer. When an Austrian Arch-duke was assassinated in Sarajevo and the great powers went to war, Ernst saw an opportunity. With clever manipulation and deceit he managed to enlist into the German army as a special agent specializing in night combat. As the war soon turned into a bloody stalemate, Ernst struck terror into the hearts of Allied soldiers who he attacked in the dead of night time and time again. Eventually Germany lost the war and Ernst was forced to live through a devastated Germany.
When he began to see the violent ways of the Nazi party though, he soon joined up. War reared it's head across Europe once again and once again Ernst managed to weasel his way into the German Wehrmacht. Fighting his way across Eastern Europe as the Panzer divisions tore across Russia and then back again when the war swung back to the Allied powers' favor, Ernst made his stand in Berlin against the Red Army. Although Germany surrendered, Ernst never did, slipping off and continuing his solo fight against the Soviets, although more out of a bloodlust than any sense of national pride. It was during his "resistance" that Ernst ran into his first werewolf. He just barely managed to escape the attack and soon the two waged their own war across Saxony, neither able to gain the upper hand in their fights. Ernst finally managed to best his adversary though when he lodged a silver dining knife into the werewolves skull, simultaneous ending the fight and figuring out the beast's weakness.
Since then Ernst has worked as a mercenary for those who don't mind hiring a weird, borderline psychotic who never fights (or exits his private tent) during the day, but always seems capable of taking out the enemy during the night. Since then he's managed to find contacts in the vampire underworld and come across two other werewolves, one which he killed in the desert of Afghanistan and another he lost in the jungles of the Congo (although the vampire was nearly bested by the beast). Always looking for a good fight, Ernst caught wind of a truly old Vampire who was looking for support in her fight against the werewolves. Eager to make more lycan blood flow, Ernst eventually swore support to Bianca and her cause, although as always he is seen as a somewhat unstable asset.
Faction: Vampire
Age: 124, appears to be in his late 20s
Gender: Male
Appearance: Ernst is a tall (6'2"), solidly built man. While he is very well muscled, he is not overly bulky, being very well toned. His face looks somewhat weathered and has several scars visible on it, the most noticeable being the half "Glasgow grin" cut that reaches from the left corner of his mouth along his cheek. His blue-grey eyes stare out harshly from beneath his brow. He keeps his light brown hair extremely short in a militaristic cut. His outfit typically militaristic as well wearing a field-grey coat, dark blue trousers, and worn jackboots. He always makes sure to carry 3 specific knives with him at all times, one from his days in WW1, another from WW2, and a third silver one for finishing off any werewolves he manages to best.
Background: Born in the early days of the German Empire, Ernst grew up with a very heavy indoctrination into German culture. He lived the life of a normal lower-middle class son, helping his father with the family business. All this changed though when Ernst decided to take a trip to the nearby city of Zwickau and perhaps get a job. His trip did not go as planned as he ended up being happened upon by a wandering vampire. The vampire turned Ernst into one of the undead but decided to cast out the new-bloodsucker onto the streets. With only a small bit of information on what he had become, Ernst learned the hard way of his limitations.
Fearing what his family would think should they discover what he had become, Ernst continued to live a nocturnal life in the city, preying on the poor and homeless as stealthily as possible. With his life turned upside down so fast, Ernst quickly gave over to the predatory side of the vampire, quickly becoming a monstrous serial killer. When an Austrian Arch-duke was assassinated in Sarajevo and the great powers went to war, Ernst saw an opportunity. With clever manipulation and deceit he managed to enlist into the German army as a special agent specializing in night combat. As the war soon turned into a bloody stalemate, Ernst struck terror into the hearts of Allied soldiers who he attacked in the dead of night time and time again. Eventually Germany lost the war and Ernst was forced to live through a devastated Germany.
When he began to see the violent ways of the Nazi party though, he soon joined up. War reared it's head across Europe once again and once again Ernst managed to weasel his way into the German Wehrmacht. Fighting his way across Eastern Europe as the Panzer divisions tore across Russia and then back again when the war swung back to the Allied powers' favor, Ernst made his stand in Berlin against the Red Army. Although Germany surrendered, Ernst never did, slipping off and continuing his solo fight against the Soviets, although more out of a bloodlust than any sense of national pride. It was during his "resistance" that Ernst ran into his first werewolf. He just barely managed to escape the attack and soon the two waged their own war across Saxony, neither able to gain the upper hand in their fights. Ernst finally managed to best his adversary though when he lodged a silver dining knife into the werewolves skull, simultaneous ending the fight and figuring out the beast's weakness.
Since then Ernst has worked as a mercenary for those who don't mind hiring a weird, borderline psychotic who never fights (or exits his private tent) during the day, but always seems capable of taking out the enemy during the night. Since then he's managed to find contacts in the vampire underworld and come across two other werewolves, one which he killed in the desert of Afghanistan and another he lost in the jungles of the Congo (although the vampire was nearly bested by the beast). Always looking for a good fight, Ernst caught wind of a truly old Vampire who was looking for support in her fight against the werewolves. Eager to make more lycan blood flow, Ernst eventually swore support to Bianca and her cause, although as always he is seen as a somewhat unstable asset.
Name: Lyon
Faction: Werewolf
Age: 2,500 years. Looks very old. It's hard to actually tell how old she is.
Gender: Female.
Appearance: She is of medium height, but walks mostly leaned forward while in human form, making her look a little shorter.
She looks like an old fragile lady in human form. Her hair colour is grey and she has long hair, that goes down over her shoulders.
She has green emerald eyes. She used to be quite attractive as a young woman, but now she has a face with wrinkles.
In werewolf form, she has grey fur, is taller than most and is quite big and muscular.
She has scars covering most of her body, from all her fights with Vampires and Werewolves that she has killed.
Her age is noticeable even in her werewolf form, her eyes seems to have some sort of wisdom in them.
It's probably from all the things she has experienced in her long life.
Background: Lyon was bitten by a werewolf, when she was already an old lady. She should have died because of her wounds, but she managed to survive
and changed into a werewolf. She has seen many things in the time she has lived and could probably have climbed high in the ranks,
had she wanted to, but she didn't feel any need to do so. Instead she has mostly kept to herself. The fights she has been in,
was when she needed to defend herself. She has a calm personality and gives good advice, if anyone asks. She can get very violent and brutal when
she feels she needs to.
Faction: Werewolf
Age: 2,500 years. Looks very old. It's hard to actually tell how old she is.
Gender: Female.
Appearance: She is of medium height, but walks mostly leaned forward while in human form, making her look a little shorter.
She looks like an old fragile lady in human form. Her hair colour is grey and she has long hair, that goes down over her shoulders.
She has green emerald eyes. She used to be quite attractive as a young woman, but now she has a face with wrinkles.
In werewolf form, she has grey fur, is taller than most and is quite big and muscular.
She has scars covering most of her body, from all her fights with Vampires and Werewolves that she has killed.
Her age is noticeable even in her werewolf form, her eyes seems to have some sort of wisdom in them.
It's probably from all the things she has experienced in her long life.
Background: Lyon was bitten by a werewolf, when she was already an old lady. She should have died because of her wounds, but she managed to survive
and changed into a werewolf. She has seen many things in the time she has lived and could probably have climbed high in the ranks,
had she wanted to, but she didn't feel any need to do so. Instead she has mostly kept to herself. The fights she has been in,
was when she needed to defend herself. She has a calm personality and gives good advice, if anyone asks. She can get very violent and brutal when
she feels she needs to.
Name: Tim Arkle
Faction: Vampire
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: 6ft 2", Shoulder length "dank" brown hair, hazel eyes, medium/heavy build. Wears Black combat trousers and combat boots, numerous t-shirts with slogans of bands, games and such like emblazoned across the front, with a black leather calf length coat.
Background: Tim was born in Wiltshire, England in the small industrial town of Swindon. He grew up with a few close friends, who like him were ostracized for being heavily into heavy metal and other similar music and the appearance they all took from the influence of this music. After attending university Tim got a job that didn't pay particularly well due to the recession and the lack of jobs. Still into his music he regularly attended gigs and festivals, saving what money he could so he could go.
One night after such a gig, Tim was attacked on his way home, stopping to help a young woman who looked in distress, it was his last mistake as a human. That night he joined the legions of the undead. A new vampire, Tim has been drawn to Bianca's rule for the chance at power and glory.
Faction: Vampire
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: 6ft 2", Shoulder length "dank" brown hair, hazel eyes, medium/heavy build. Wears Black combat trousers and combat boots, numerous t-shirts with slogans of bands, games and such like emblazoned across the front, with a black leather calf length coat.
Background: Tim was born in Wiltshire, England in the small industrial town of Swindon. He grew up with a few close friends, who like him were ostracized for being heavily into heavy metal and other similar music and the appearance they all took from the influence of this music. After attending university Tim got a job that didn't pay particularly well due to the recession and the lack of jobs. Still into his music he regularly attended gigs and festivals, saving what money he could so he could go.
One night after such a gig, Tim was attacked on his way home, stopping to help a young woman who looked in distress, it was his last mistake as a human. That night he joined the legions of the undead. A new vampire, Tim has been drawn to Bianca's rule for the chance at power and glory.
