Fantasy † Thine Kingdom Fallen † (cs)

[iMeisaki]

To everyone joining in my rp, Thine Kingdom Fallen, this is what is required for the character sheet:

Picture: (Not anime. Could be realistic or real faceclaims)
Name
Age
Gender
Sexuality
Race
Class
Species
Weight
Height
Appearance description
Bio
Personality (likes and dislikes may be included)
Weapons (depending on the character)
Powers (also depending on the species)

Thank you for listening At the top of this post, where it says other, is the link to the thread for the group rp search. Links for everything else will be added on soon!

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Beatrix de Leycestre

Bio​

Beatrix has been on this land for a long time, a time that is not normal for any human being. For a supernatural, though, it's been a well-amount of time. In her mortal life, she was very average; however, she had a bastard child, a son, that was taken from her and sacrificed to the Gods. Out of anger and sadness, she had called upon a beast. This was no ordinary beast; this was one of the largest ones to have ever lived, a beast that only lived to kill. To make a deal with a devil, she would tread behind the

shadow of the beast in order to avenge her baby. The beast agreed, turning her into it's copy. They both wreaked havoc and took over a small village to fulfill her wish. Once the deed was done, the beast turned against her and tried to kill her. To her luck, she'd been saved by a vampire, Helias de Leycestre, he helped her escape the beast for nearly three hundred years. Within this time, Helias had overthrown the King of Aliramar and killed skeptics and civilians that knew of this. The Kingdom was practically rebuilt, with no citizens to know the secret that Helias was a vampire and Beatrix was a beast. About thirty years later with the town starting to occupy, Beatrix was bearing Helias' child now, but the beast had finally caught up to the two after all this time. In a devastating battle, Helias had weakened the wretched monster just enough for Beatrix to kill it and absorb it's power to become the ultimate beast, but not to let it consume her. Helias had died from this fight, causing Beatrix to rule on her own. His death had to be covered up by a plague that went around. Helias and Beatrix never fully married, causing her child to be a bastard once again. Rumors spread through the kingdom, she fought very hard for her secrets to not spill. No one knows for sure what went behind the Kingdom walls, no one knows that she had a son to begin with. To Beatrix's suspicion and fear that her child would be taken away from her, she trusted a maid within the Kingdom to take care of her son. Sancius de Leycestre, son of Helias and Beatrix de Leycestre, half beast, half vampire, the first of his kind. Beatrix does see her son, he works within the castle, but she doesn't let anyone else know that Sancius is her son except her maid who made an oath on her life to keep the secret safe. Now, it has been twenty-four years since she had Sancius, during this time she has occasionally gone to battle and is the leader she was meant to be. Now there is war approaching, she is on guard trying to keep her kingdom together so it doesn't get conquered.

Spoiler: Another reference photo

Beatrix de Leycestre
432 years old (looks 30)
Female
Heterosexual
British & French
Nobility/Queen
6'0
162 lbs
Beast

Spoiler: Beast Chart (difference between werewolf and beast)

• Appearance
• Personality

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  Standing tall at 6'2, Beatrix has a brooding look to her. Her hair is brown, changing slightly during seasons. She has dark brown eyes, with a heart-shaped face. She is one of the more attractive Queens Aliramar has had. There is only one scar on her body, it runs across her back. They're claw marks from the beast that created her, almost killing her. Since they were from her maker, they will never disappear. She always wears a ring that Helias used to wear, it had been refitted to fit her. Almost rarely does she actually wear a crown. Her usual attire consists of a long, dark red gown, certainly the look of a queen. In battle she will wear an all-black metal armor with the insignia of Aliramar.
  
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  Beatrix is headstrong and very secretive. Part of her wants to still believe that there is a good soul in her that is willing to help others, but she always comes back to the fact that she is a monster that killed hundreds of people, a woman that conceived only bastard children. She truly only cares for her son, she will protect him at all costs and kill anything in their way, even if it meant herself. Those describe her as blunt and observative, others describe her as heartless. If she were to find out about any wrong crimes that were committed, she shows no mercy to criminals, unless she could get use out of them. (more to be learned)
  

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  • A claymore sword used for battle​
  • Stronger strength​
  • Stronger Sense of smell​
  • Stronger speed and agility​
  • Due to her being the highest power of wolves/beasts, she can control herself on full moons​

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Sancius de Leycestre
Bio
Born within the Castle of Aliramar, Sancius has only known his mother, Beatrix. His father is unknown to him, and he is dared to never talk about it unless he is in private with his mother. Growing up, it was difficult for Sancius to try and comprehend that the Queen is his mother. His foster mother threatened Sancius to never talk about it.

By the age of ten, Beatrix finally met with him in private to reveal everything to him. The only thing that was kept a secret from him was his true identity, half beast, half vampire. The day Beatrix met with Sancius, he was given a noble sword and trained privately to become a protector of the Kingdom. He is not a Knight, but a personal protector for the Queen. Throughout the years, he grew closer with his mother, but has suspicion of her that she's hiding something from him due to the fact that she won't bring up his father, ever. No one suspects him of being the son of Beatrix, in fact there are rumors that

they are sleeping together. People think that he may become King due to this; the thought disgusts him, but he promises to not tell the secret. Since he doesn't know of his powers, it's caused confusion for him. Sancius does not know of his being, but is just starting to question himself. Due to being not only a vampire, but a beast, he does have an urge to drink blood, but he doesn't have to live off of it. The sun also doesn't affect him, less weapons can be used against him. His being has an imbalance of power in nature, considered an abomination. He is stronger than both a wolf and a vampire. If he gets too angry, he could turn into a terrifying beast. Nowadays, he still lives with his foster mother, the maid of the Kingdom, in this village whilst working in the Castle. He goes to the tavern daily and pretty much lives like a normal citizen. If he learns about his power, it will unleash a new world for him.

Sancius de Leycestre (fake name is - Sancius Davida)
24
Male
Heterosexual
British & French
Nobility
6'2
193 lbs
Beast & Vampire

• Appearance
• Personality

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  Sancius stands with perfect posture hovering over most people, like his father. He is well-built, like a perfect fighter he was raised to be. His hair is long and brown like his mothers, with hazel eyes. There are no scars to be found on his body, he wears a ring that his foster mother gave him. Apparently it was given to her by the Queen as a royal gift for her services. He keeps it around his neck at all times, it carrying a lot of meaning to him.
  
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  Sancius is an honest man until it comes to his family secrets. He prefers to tell the truth but knows when to say it. He is a good person that will protect those who can't protect themselves. He is a bit stubborn but not nearly as his mother. He was taught kindness and respect by the maid, a noble characteristic of him. He cares for his real mother dearly, but also cares for his foster mother as well. It's almost as if he's torn between two sides. If he were to be described, he would be known for his honesty and responsibility to protect. He tries to keep the peace in Aliramar.

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    • Carries a custom broadsword with the Aliramar insignia​
    • Carries a dagger as well​
    • As for powers it's relatively the same as Beatrix, but heightened​

  
  

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A Fairies DONE being Made ​

Name: Athena (ah-THE-nah))
Age: 189 years old
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Race: Greek
Class: Used to be upper-class, but now a lower class for now.
Species: Fairy
Weight: 100 pounds
Height: 5'2
Occupation: Queen Beatrix's Personal Advisor/Seer

Appearance description: Athena has soft features to her that make her seem small, fragile and innocent. This makes it easier for her when it comes to talking to people. They are lured by her angel-like appearance, that they soon become trapped and can't seem to look away. She has gentle big hazel eyes, that captures all who dare to make eye contact. Athena has a gift where she can see a certain event before it happens. When her sudden visions happen or if she allows herself to tap into persons past or present or even their mind, just by touching them, her eyes turn to a golden color. Athena's lips are plump, delicate and give off a light pink color and other times a darker shade when she bites down on them. Her skin is like porcelain, silky to the touch and fragile when you look at her. Athena has high cheekbones that compliment her eyes and big brown curls that cascade past her shoulders and often times brushes against her high cheekbones. Her eyebrows are somewhat thin, though not too thin in order to compliment her eyes. As for her body, it is slim with slight curves.

Bio: Athena was a gift from the stars, her mother used to tell her. She was a gorgeous sight to see as a child, bearing a gift so tremendous and responsible that her mother feared for her own daughter's safety. Her mother was a nature elf and had married into the light kingdom; marrying the king of that sector, her mother, Adia and her father Seflin, gave her daughter a comfortable life when Athena was born. Giving her all that she needed in order to not go out in the harsh world, staying in the castle for most of her days. They provided her with a grand garden, a small section of the garden had a lake that had small fish inhabiting in it, a full staff to cater to her needs, tutors to educate her on the vast knowledge of the world, and much more. Athena was the first in about five hundred years to bear the gift of a seer. A seer is someone who can tell the future, and advanced seers can look into anyone's past, present or thought-process with a single touch. Athena's parents kept this a secret from the outside world, only fairies that had a high place in the kingdom knew about this gift, such as the counsel of the light kingdom.

One day, Athena had a vision that told of an invasion coming towards them in about a week. She was about fifteen years old during the time and had been practising with her ability, but oftentimes her vision would be faulty or only partially true. The council saw it as nothing, believing that the walls to the kingdom are impenetrable, but her parents were worried. There hadn't been an invasion since the last seer which was five-hundred years ago and now that they finally had one, this was a sign. Her parents took all the pre-cautions that they needed and when it came to the week that the vision had foretold, they waited and waited, yet nothing happened. Until that one quiet night when an intruder from the inside of the kingdom had opened the gates and rebels had come in. Athena, in the midst of the chaos, had ran off without her parents and hid. The kingdom had gone into lockdown, where the fairies who could escape had escaped, some being captured or killed, while others shrunk themselves so small that they could fit into the cracks/holes in the walls or ground. Athena was captured and taken to a kingdom called Aliramar, where she was being auctioned off in an underground market. Athena had kept her mouth quiet, the only sounds she would mutter would be sounds of pain when she was abused by her captives.

Athena was the only fairy that survived during the voyage over to Aliramar because the other fairies who had been captured either died from fear or poisoned themselves to not be slaves of another. Which was an old tradition of the fairy realm, fairies are meant to be free and seen as spiritual beings that cannot be tied down. One day, a woman in a black cloak had shown up at the auction on Athena's first day and put an end to it, not wanting to tolerate any form of slavery. Athena and the others who had been in the auction house were freed, though Athena had no place to go. The Queen offered her a place and it was settled that day that Athena was going to work for the Queen. Athena owed it to the Queen that she tells her of her secret of being a seer and was offered the position as her adviser or the Queens "Personal Seeing Eye",

Even though Athena could see the future with just by touching someone, she has never touched the queen. A part of her feared the Queen, never daring to touch her. Afraid that the queen's memories and future were too much for her to handle.

Personality: Athena as a child growing up was full of energy. She was an eager little fairy that wanted to know so much more beyond their walls and the books and lectures of her tutor were not enough. She was a dreamer of different possibilities and also saw the reality of her life; that one day she would be the queen of the fairy kingdom and rule over the fairies. Athena was quite mature growing up and took a lot of things seriously, her education was her number one priority, but she can also be fun when she wishes to be. Athena is a perfectionist and practising how to master her ability as a seer, it took her some time but she was persistent and excited to learn. Mastering her craft at about the age of sixteen. Athena can also be stubborn when it comes to some things, and she does not take too kindly to people who are disrespectful her or the queen. She has a place in her heart for the queen because the queen had sympathy for her and took her in, providing her with a roof over her head and food, as well as protection. Athena is a very helpful person and tends to burn herself out, by not focusing on herself once in a while. Athena is soft-spoken, oftentimes coming off as a very innocent and gentle person.

Weapons: Has a small clear crystal-like dagger that is strapped to her garter, in case she needs it.

Powers: Her ability as a seer is her most prominent power, she can tell the future and past. As well as being able to touch someone and read their whole history, or thought-process (comes in handy for the liars). Small abilities would be, being able to fly because she has wings and she can shrink herself to the side of a small bird to squeeze into holes and such. One more very light ability is being able to give small shocks to people (a part she got from her father) and being able to community/connect with nature and animals (her mother). A con about having all of these is that if she uses her seer ability too much she becomes tired and can easily burn herself off to the point where she blacks out if a vision is too strong.

 

[explosiveKitten]

Name: Drew Lobez
Age: 25 years old
Gender: Cisgender Male
Sexuality: Demisexual
Race: Latino...???
Class: Farmer
Species: Werewolf
Weight: 219 lbs.
Height: 6”4

Spoiler: Appearance description:

Faceclaim for future reference: Lucas Arantes
Big boy is big. Standing at 6”4 even before he was a werewolf, Drew has always been a big guy. With broad shoulders and beefy arms this is a powerhouse that doesn’t realize how strong he is. He has unkempt short black hair and a scruffy chin that scratches if you touch it. Ow! On his shoulder is a big scar from the jaws of the werewolf that turned him. It sits there, just outside of view... taunting him.
His wolf form is massive as well, standing at two meters or six feet tall, this is one big bad wolf you do not want to get angry. He has a massive mane of fur around his neck that can be fluffed out to look eVEN BIGGER. Pure black with glowing yellow eyes that can just disappear in the dark of the night. Luckily he’s more... “in control” of himself at this stage.
He starts to get much more dangerous in his werewolf form. A big wolf is scary enough, even scarier when it stands up on it’s hind legs, grows massive claws and starts growling at you with massive elongated teeth. Terrifying.

Spoiler: Bio:

Drew Lobez lived in a small farming town called Attica outside of the Aliramar Kingdom. The young man lived with his grandmother and younger twin brothers Luìs and Andre. His mother died when he was about fifteen and the twins were seven, and his father disappeared from their lives not too soon after.
Their grandmother made a little money selling the vegetables in her garden, but that wasn’t enough to sustain three growing boys. So Drew took it upon himself to start making some money at fifteen.
Over the years he made a name for himself in town as a good guy, helpful, caring, which made him one of the most desirable bachelor in the town, on the virtue of, well... virtue.

But Drew himself only had eyes for one person- his best friend of seven years and local town oddball, Robin Honeywell. She had been his friend for years, and the sight of the two was quite unusual. Robin was a tiny, 5”2 spitfire of a girl who clashed with the little quiet town, but Drew loved her all the same for many years.

One fateful night, on the full moon, foolishly, Drew decided to walk home after getting done with his job. It was quiet, so Drew could hear somebody in pain in an alleyway, and because he was such a nice guy, he knew he couldn’t ignore it. When he approached the noise, he could make out the silhouette of someone crouched on the ground, grunting and... growling. He questioned the figure, trying to get some kind of answer.
He watched as the shape began to change, and the young man felt his limbs lock up in fear as the smell of blood and wet dog filled his nostrils when the beast changed in front of him.
He had no time to react before the creature howled and lunged, sinking it’s jaws right into Drew’s shoulder, causing him to screech in pain, and the pain shocked his nerves back into action.

He shouted and struggled to pry the jaws of the werewolf from his flesh but only seemed to succeed in making it angrier, and it began to viciously shake him around like a ragdoll.
Luckily, (or perhaps unluckily) the local town guard came running in and somehow managed to kill the beast before it could tear him to shreds. This however left them with a dilemma; Drew, one of the town’s sweethearts, was bitten by a werewolf. He was doomed to turn into one of those things. What did they do with him?

In the end, despite all his pleading, his begging little brothers and the drubbing of his cranky grandmother, he was chased out of town with pitchforks and torches, into the nearby forest where he stayed, subsisting off carrion left behind by other predators. He spent a month in the woods, battling with his feelings about the situation. He was confused, betrayed.
As the next dreaded full moon rose in the sky, much to his dismay, he found that he wasn’t quite in control of himself anymore.

On the night of the full moon, completely taken over by the beast, Drew rolled back into town like a whirlwind. Seven feet tall, black as night, with glowing yellow eyes, the brand new werewolf began to slaughter everything in the village indiscriminately. People, cattle, dogs, cats, anything that moves in his way is decimated.
The werewolf was plowing a path of destruction when somebody ran in his way, only to be swatted at like a fly. He pounced on the little insect and snarled, only to find himself face to face with someone he loved.
Robin. Her face was smeared with blood, her glasses broken and she looked terrified.
She said his name. Told him to stop. With that quiver in her throat. That was enough.

He suddenly snapped back to himself, but still found himself trapped in that massive, furry body. He stumbled away from Robin, as the situation crashed down on him. He looked at his hands, clawed and hairy, covered in b-blood.... and realized what he had done. If werewolves could talk, he would have been repeating, “What have I done? What have I done?!”

He felt a sharp pain in his back, once, twice, thrice. He grunted with each impact, and slowly he turned and found three arrows sunk into his furry back. He turned bodily and saw the town guard rushing towards him, bows and arrows drawn with spears at the ready. Another arrow flew and landed heavily in his arm, causing another howl of pain as his mind swam inside his head. The beast wanted to fight back, but the human said ABSOLUTELY NOT.
The werewolf ran from the town with his tail between his legs, tired, scared, ashamed, all sorts of negative emotions boiling in his blood as he stumbles into the forest and blacked out not soon after.

When he next awoke, he was covered in blood, bruises, and was also completely in the nude. Naked. And his best friend and crush was dabbing at the wound on his arm. Seems she had draped her shawl over his jiblets to keep some semblance of decency.
She told him all about what happened when he revealed that didn’t really remember the night before. And his mental breakdown began all over again. Lots of heavy breathing and whimpering coming from the new werewolf later, Robin told him to go to Aliramar, where he could live without prosecution.
“Are you kidding? I killed people!”
“It wasn’t you, Drew.”
“Who else could it have been?!”
“You weren’t in control of yourself!”
“Oh, that’s definitely going to hold up IN COURT!”

Despite his protests, Drew eventually agreed to leave for Aliramar, fully intending to do whatever it took to make amends... if that’s at all possible.

Personality: A gentle giant, Drew would never consciously hurt a fly. He was soft spoken, even timid. But also endlessly kind and helpful, aiming to please the people around him like a loyal German Shepard.
Now, since he became a werewolf he’s a bit more irritable and sharp-tongued, but his eager-to-please nature is still there underneath all the wolfish instincts. If you told him he was being snarky, he would probably start apologizing repeatedly and shut up for the next hour. He HATES what his new werewolf side has done to him.
Weapons: He doesn’t actively carry weapons around, because... well, he CAN’T. But he can throw around a pitchfork if necessary, and that’s basically a javelin, right?
Powers:
Werewolf.

 

[Amaya Himura]

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SOPHRONA LEIGHTON

「The Evening Star ∙ Knight Captain of the de Leycestre Court」

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• Wolf Form
• Basic Info
• Appearance
• History
• Biography
• Personality
• Weapons
• Powers

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  Sophrona "Rona" Leighton
  Pronounced (sof-ROW-nuh) or (ROW-nuh)
  122 human years (appears 26)
  Female
  Heterosexual
  Race: English
  Class: Noble Lady, Knight, Captain
  Species: Werewolf
  Weight: 136 lbs
  Height: 5'5" (5'8" with boots)
  
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  Though she may stand at a shorter stature compared to her male counterparts in the Royal Knights, Sophrona stands with the pride and confidence that comes with her achievement and status. She has a more curvaceous figure, but hides it all behind bandages and wraps under her armor. Though she appears smaller, under the armor she wears, her body and capabilities are deadly. And as she may be attractive, the other knights know to respect her as their Captain. Born with silver-white hair and striking blue eyes, her presence is made known without a word.
  
  Rona typically wears black armor when on duty which includes lightweight, but strong protective plates (arms, chest, legs, neck, etc.) When in battle she wears a helmet with a star engraved into the forehead with an embedded diamond - her calling card as "The Evening Star." Always by her side is her own hand-forged warblade: a one handed sword similar to a longsword, but lighter and more versatile like a katana.
  
  While not on duty, Rona still wears protective undergarments and has her sword at her hip. But she chooses to wear pants, a light tunic, and a red-trimmed black jacket with the Aliramar insignia with her ranks displayed on her left lapel. Of course, on the occasion of a large celebration, she will most likely wear more formal attire such as a longer jacket or even, dare she show her Ladylike side, a gown. (le gasp)
  
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  Lord Robert Leighton and Lady Adelaide lived a relatively wonderful life for their class. Wealthy, with their firstborn as a son, and Lady Adelaide with close ties with Her Majesty the Queen. However, looks are deceiving when it comes to the Leighton family and legacy.
  
  One hundred years prior, the first born of the Leightons, Rolfe, was playing in the family garden when one of the servant's daughters came to play. Even though the servant's family were werewolves, the Leightons didn't mind, for everyone in their manor was considered and treated as family no matter their species. While she and Rolfe were playing and roughhousing, her teeth accidentally grazed his arm. Apologizing profusely, the servant's family cleaned up the wound, but what was done was done.
  
  Poor Rolfe turned during the next moon. Though he only changed into a pup, Rolfe was still powerful enough to turn his parents and a few more of the Leighton family members. And although Aliramar is home to many werewolves, vampires, and humans, Lord and Lady Leighton hid their were-side as much as they could to keep up appearances. For a while, they were not worried.
  
  A few years went by, and Lady Adelaide became pregnant again, and this time, the family didn't know what to do. What would the were blood do to their child? Would their second child be human? Wolf? Were? An ungodly, horrifying monster? They didn't know what to do. That is until the child was born.
  
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  Sophrona was born as any human babe would. Naturally, and with many pushes. She didn't tear out of her mother's womb as a suspected monster would, nor did she die immediately. Thank the heavens. So, Robert and Adelaide cared for, and loved their child, as normal. However, on Rona's first birthday, it was a full moon. And the little one had turned, but she was no harm. With barely any teeth and much to learn from her family, Rona began a journey of taming her inner wolf.
  
  After years of learning how to control herself, and learning how to be a proper young lady, Sophrona also learned some terrible news. She was a girl in the upper class. She was to be married off at the age sixteen. But she wasn't having it. She didn't want to have someone be her protector, her partner for life, her savior.
  
  Rona decided to become her own protector as well as for others. She convinced her father and mother to allow her to join in the brotherhood of knights and to fight and earn her way to the top, even though she may still be a Lady. Serving under Queen Beatrix, Sophrona has defended her homeland and quickly earned the moniker "The Evening Star," for she is the sign of the oncoming night, the quiet before a midnight storm.
  
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  Because she has no other standing in her home outside of being married off, she took on becoming a knight at a young age. Sophrona is sworn to serve directly under Her Majesty Queen Beatrix de Leycestre. Sophrona is the perfect knight: observative, assertive, and terrifying. However terrifying she may be on the battlefield, she is as calm and collected as the quiet sunrise. She's cool under pressure, and intense on the battlefield. Rona is chivalrous, charismatic, and a role model for the other knights and those around her; she's taken on a role of taking care of and protecting her homeland. And whether the situation deems it or not, Sophrona will not resort to violence first. However, she never chooses to kill without meaning or purpose; Rona likes fighting for what is just and avoiding conflict where possible - since her philosophy is to take to her sword only when necessary.
  
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  Rona's main weapon of choice is a sword. However, being raised and trained to be a knight also allows her to use most any weapon she can get a hold of: from lances to knives/daggers, from maces to a bow and arrow, or anything that can be considered a weapon. She's also an expert at hand-to-hand combat since there's always the chance weapons are not accessible. Rona is also highly adept at horseback combat.
  
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  Werewolf abilities: superhuman speed, superhuman strength, superhuman endurance, superhuman agility, superhuman senses, immortality, shapeshifting, night vision
  

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[div class=container][div class=cont] [div class=image][div class=name]Myriam Vetaz[/div][/div] [div class=hold][div class=outline][div class=round][/div] [div class="tabsContent1"][div class=title]BASIC .[/div] [div class=yo][div class=scroll][div class=firstword]Full name[/div] Myriam Vetaz

[div class=firstword]Nicknames[/div] Mere, Whore, Harlot, Vera

[div class=firstword]Age[/div] 23

[div class=firstword]Race[/div] German

[div class=firstword]Species[/div] Human

[div class=firstword]Gender[/div] Female

[div class=firstword]Class[/div] Depends[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent2" style="display: none"][div class=title]persona.[/div] [div class=yo][div class=scroll][div class=firstword]personality[/div] Myriam has never been considered ladylike; from her dialect to her fashion, she was found to be vile. It's not like she hasn't tried upon first meeting her Myriam will always try to act as regal as possible, but by the end, she yields to her habits. Kind is a trait she never shows and will most likely never will. She is rarely shown any kindness herself because of her vile nature that comes so naturally. One thing she excels is the respect she gives those higher rank than her treating them as if they were the only thing that mattered. Despite being in a prostitute, Myriam works on concent and won't do anything against her will.

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Timothy, the Jester
A Faery

Name: Timothy Tremain (an alias)
Age: 137
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Race: Cornish
Class: Bard
Species: Faery (Moth)
Weight: 100lb
Height: 5'8"

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Appearance description:
His true form is that of a creature looking more or less humanoid, though more slender, with pointed ears and tapered eyes. He appears to first be wearing a cloak with a ruff of ermine fur around the top, but when one looks closer, it becomes clear that this cloak is a pair of white, black-spotted moth wings that start at his shoulders and reach to his mid-calf. On his head are a set of long, feathered antennae. In his moth form, he is almost exactly like a Leopard Moth in size and form, but with a more humanoid body and face under the large wings.

He almost always will be wearing Glamour that gives him the appearance of being human. A pale skinned man with fox-red hair, that hangs medium long, he is often found in the bright, conflicting colours of motley for the purposes of his work. When left to his own devices he prefers simpler styles, but enjoys patterns a great deal. There is nearly always a glint in his deep-blue eyes, whether of mischief, flirtation, or avarice.

Bio:
Timothy's first home was the land of Faery. He served the court of Winter. In the green islands to the north and west, the faery world and human world have but a very thin veil separating them, and many of his kind would traverse it with hardly a thought. Many were the humans bewitched by him and his kind, either for entertainment, or for the feeding of the Queen of Winter's power. Once, on an outing to the human world, Timothy became infatuated with a human woman. It was more than mere curiosity, but once that passed, there were other things that attracted him. He spent a long time away from his court and the orders of his Queen. Repeated warnings, getting more and more insistent were thrown his way, but he evaded and avoided them, refusing to return to the Court. At last, the Queen of Winter had had enough, and he was banished from the land of Faery. Wandering the human world wasn't all it was cracked up to be once the novelty had worn off. He travelled from place to place, but found that he was a prime target for other creatures - creatures that he hadn't known existed - for the special properties of his faery blood. To protect himself from vampires, he came to Aliramar's court and begged Queen Beatrix that he be allowed to serve her. So he serves, as her jester and entertainer.

Personality:
A flighty creature who is attracted to any who shine brightly. He is drawn to those with power, charm or beauty. A flirt, a charismatic trickster, he has learned how to draw the eyes of those he wishes drawn to him. While he is the court jester, his ways are not always whimsical and carefree. His humour can lean towards the dark and barbed. He watches carefully and sees clearly, and more often than not his clowning and wit is there to warn and cut through flattery. If the flattery is directed at him, his judgement is more easily clouded and he is prone to distraction. To some degree he is aware of this, and tries to keep unwanted people at a distance with his barbed tongue.

He is skilled not just as a fool, but also a musician. With relative ease he can pick up almost any instrument and learn to play, amusing himself and others by writing songs and doggerel verse. His favoured instruments are the lute and the flute, which he chose as much for the rhyme as the sound they make when played.

Timothy is in many ways a weak individual, attaching himself to persons of power to benefit from their protection. What he can give in return is a mixture of entertainment, insight and his abilities put to use on their behalf. He has a healthy wariness of those who would wish to use his blood for nefarious purposes, and knows he cannot survive alone.

While he is content enough in Queen Beatrix's court for the foreseeable future, he would dearly like to return to the land of Faery from which he has been banished. In between his episodes of clowning, there is a yearning melancholy for home.

Weapons: He does not use weapons, because he does not fight. If threatened he will either: turn into the form of a moth, along with a cloud of illusory moths, and so escape; or use Bedazzlement (see below). He can also create illusions to distract and alarm the enemy.

Powers: Glamour - the art of illusion. He is very skilled in creating illusions that can delight the sense and confuse the mind, and uses these to great effect in his performances. He also uses his glamour to appear as a human being.
Flight: As a moth fairy he can take to the air and fly about, although to no great distances.
Shapeshift: Can change from a semi-human looking fairy form into a moth-size, moth-like form.
Bedazzlement: With a song or dance he can put people or creatures into a soporific trance, and make them very amenable to suggestion. How well this works depends upon the target's willpower. Creatures such as vampires and werewolves are far less likely to be swayed than a human, or, for example, a duck.

He is bound by the law of naming (to know one's true name is to have power over them).
He is bound by the law of the riddle (setting or answering a riddle is a solemn contract and the terms set must be obeyed).
The touch of iron is harmful.