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THE HUNTERS

Percival Larkton Regimald seems too heavy and high a name for someone so gangling. At a thin 5'7, most of which is legs, Percival looks like someone who has been under-fed for a few too many days. With pale skin, a thin chin, and sandy blond hair cut close to his ears (if you ignore the curls which add length), it would be hard to place him at anything older than 21. His posture is often hunched, his gaze a little low and hands behind his back. The clothing he wears is loose and even his shoes hardly seem to stay on his feet. Despite the disheveled look, however, his speed and light, slender fingers have earned him a fair reputation. Just so long as someone is around to help him with a door (since for some odd reason he struggles with them), he seems to keep himself in check. He is highly protective of the ones he cares about, Balk being his first and foremost friend. Still, even though his loyalty seems strong, it is not unwavering. Percival is logical to a fault and will not hesitate to back down when he knows his opponent is dangerous. He's easily board and clearly thinks high of himself. Balk constantly seems to be somewhere up his coat sleeves or draped around Percival's neck. )

Equipped with a smile charming enough to disarm, Alyosha's presence seems to turn heads wherever he goes. His hair is a blazing red in color, and his wavy, tousled hair reaches the small of his neck in length and cover his ears. The young man's eyes are a piercing ice-blue in color, and despite his penchant for smiling, always seem to be guarded and closed off. Alyosha stands at a height of 6'2 and has a pale complexion, with two small beauty marks, one below his bottom lip and the other under his left eye. His usual attire consists of black gloves, a black shirt, dark-colored pants, and a grey, loose jacket. He has a charismatic personality, establishing himself as altruistic to others through his helpful, nice attitude towards those he meets. Unfortunately, however, the red-haired man has quite the reputation of being a flirt, making passes at men and women alike. Despite the dense, casanova impression he tends to give off, Alyosha is far from unintelligent. In fact, as the shape his daemon takes implies, he's quite cunning. Underneath his alluring front, he is always reading the room, studying those around him with a keen, watchful eye. Where he falls down, however, is in his bonds with others. Alyosha has a difficult time forming true bonds with other people, and struggles greatly with letting people in because of undisclosed events in his past. Alyosha's touch adverse as well, which tends to come off as a surprise because of his philandering ways. Although he is a hunter and has taken vows, he is not loyal to the church. Alyosha does follow the Magisterium and the Hunter's Code, but only out of a sense of necessity, if anything. He harbors a powerful resentment towards all witches, which was the reason he became a member of the Hunter's Order. Alyosha prefers to work alone save for his daemon, Loewe. Silent and just as enigmatic as his partner, the red-eyed and black-furred Loewe seems to disappear and reappear around Alyosha like a shadow, never staying in one place.

Character Info

THE HUNTED

Aliissa is a tall girl ( 5"10) with short cut brown hair that is straight until it reaches the tips. Then it curls up just to brush the bottom of her chin and jaw. She has deep blue eyes. She usually has a very rigid posture. Carries a cane with a long, pine shaft and a glass ball on the top, which she inherited from her family. Her left leg is a little shorter than her right, so she walks with a slight limp. Usually wears a thick coat, in the colors black or dark brown. Over commits to a project and is often very stern in temperament. She is strong-minded and does no usually take no for an answer. Is hard willed and a fighter. She quite good at using a cane, not just for walking.

CIVILIANS

Mihail's comfort is found at the bottom of a bottle, the smoke trail of a cigarette, and the warmth of a good laugh. His reputation's been soiled one time too many by his midnight ventures to the tavern and overnight stays in alley ways. He makes coin by conning and stealing from the rich. He is not liked by many. However, for those few who do settle in his midst, he can be a trusted friend and ally, particularly to the witch folk and homeless. Putting his skills to good use, he's become a guide and a smuggler, offering others less fortunate a safer passage through the city's heart. Given this side, some may think him a tad more reliable than the rest, but he's also been known to abandon his weary travelers at their most desperate, choosing rather to save himself than risk death.
Mihail's an olive complexion and dark, oily hair which is most times hid by a worn top hat. He's a firm dislike of being touched by anyone and anything other than his polecat, Liv, whose company is the only constant he's had in life. Liv's a bright, little weasel who often drapes herself around Mihail's neck in playful fashion, her reddish/brown coat a softer take on his tattered appearance. Because of his strict aversion towards being touched, he dresses in layers, a thin scarf and long coat his most notable articles. It suits him well in hiding secrets he'd rather no one knew about. Finally, a darkly lit and numb look most often dons his face, his cool brown eyes and growing beard adding age to the spry figure of someone just nearing their thirties.

Irene was raised on the streets, and though she's off them now, it's clear just from her appearance that she was not born of high society. She dresses entirely for function rather than beauty, often wearing the same five or six items of clothing for years until they become threadbare. She dresses in muted tones, primarily browns, greens, and grays. Her build is naturally slim, and she stands at more or less average height. Nevertheless, she carries herself with a certain gravity. As if she is unintimidated by whomever she may encounter, no matter their stature, occupation, or creed. As if she uninterested and mildly amused by everything she sees. Her skin is naturally quite pale, though it is in stark contrast to her naturally dark brunette hair, which she wears in a half-up, half-down style. She has earthly green eyes lined in charcoal black. One of her trademarks is her heeled boots, which make a rhythmic sound on any stone or wooden floor. Perpetually wrapped around her right wrist is her daemon, Yllen. He's a garter snake of about twelve inches in length. Where Irene is dry, manipulative, and cunning, he is sharp-tongued, fiery, and smooth talking. He often whispers sly remarks to his counterpart. Irene is the type of woman who gets along primary with men. She is more comfortable around the bolder sex, whose motivations are often easier to guess. She gleans great joy both in their company and in leading them on, and in some cases, sending them on pointless adventures. Irene's faults lie in her pride, her jealousy, and her propensity for shooting herself in the foot.

Kassel “Kas” Anderson is a Kassel is a strange girl. At least, that’s what the people around her seem to think, and while she takes great pride in being just a little unusual, she’d likely punch anyone who called her strange in the face. Fascinated by the world around her, Kassel is always on the hunt for new experiences. Quick to anger and difficult to calm down, Kas enjoys indulging in unladylike behaviour, such as getting into fights and gambling. She has a knack for card games and has been known to win vast sums of money. What happens to that money once it comes into her possession, however, remains a mystery. Despite her wild side, Kas clings closely to her values and is fiercely defensive of the things she believes in. Kas has a lithe, athletic build, and could be considered pretty, with rich sable eyes and curly black hair which she keeps cut short. Out of the two of them, her dæmon, Akela, is the voice of reason. Kas often says that the grey wolf keeps her honest and reminds her to value her friends. Akela is as light as Kas is dark, with a brindled grey pelt and tawny yellow eyes

ALEKSEI NIKITA ASTRAY / MALE / 23 YEARS / HUNTER
& LOEWE / SILVER FOX
Equipped with a smile charming enough to disarm, Alyosha's presence seems to turn heads wherever he goes. His hair is a blazing red in color, and his wavy, tousled hair reaches the small of his neck in length and cover his ears. The young man's eyes are a piercing ice-blue in color, and despite his penchant for smiling, always seem to be guarded and closed off. Alyosha stands at a height of 6'2 and has a pale complexion, with two small beauty marks, one below his bottom lip and the other under his left eye. His usual attire consists of black gloves, a black shirt, dark-colored pants, and a grey, loose jacket. He has a charismatic personality, establishing himself as altruistic to others through his helpful, nice attitude towards those he meets. Unfortunately, however, the red-haired man has quite the reputation of being a flirt, making passes at men and women alike. Despite the dense, casanova impression he tends to give off, Alyosha is far from unintelligent. In fact, as the shape his daemon takes implies, he's quite cunning. Underneath his alluring front, he is always reading the room, studying those around him with a keen, watchful eye. Where he falls down, however, is in his bonds with others. Alyosha has a difficult time forming true bonds with other people, and struggles greatly with letting people in because of undisclosed events in his past. Alyosha's touch adverse as well, which tends to come off as a surprise because of his philandering ways. Although he is a hunter and has taken vows, he is not loyal to the church. Alyosha does follow the Magisterium and the Hunter's Code, but only out of a sense of necessity, if anything. He harbors a powerful resentment towards all witches, which was the reason he became a member of the Hunter's Order. Alyosha prefers to work alone save for his daemon, Loewe. Silent and just as enigmatic as his partner, the red-eyed and black-furred Loewe seems to disappear and reappear around Alyosha like a shadow, never staying in one place.