Born to be Wild: Were-Creature Rp Open!

Plot Lines:

Plot 1: 
 
A group of teenagers/ young adults recently shifted, but unlike most, they are unhappy  with these turn of events. Some of them just want to live a normal life while others were dissatisfied with what they transformed into.  This had led to one of them suggesting that they search for a cure.  While searching for a cure, they hear about someone who may have the answer.  Could this be what they have been looking for or something much deeper? 

(five slots open)

Plot 2

Lately, there has been a number of animal attacks and people going missing in the area. This has the city on edge and the Primal Bloods worried.  The Primal Bloods believe a rogue group of shifters may be attacking people.  However, this group is a lot smarter than they seem.  What could be their end game? 

(Open to all)


Feel free to give your own suggestions. 


News and Weather: 

Currently it's a hot day day with partly cloudy skies. 

Summer has just started! 



Relationships (Includes Romance and Platonic)

Teagan has a small crush on Charlemagne. 


Family Tree 


Desmond Blackwood and Marcy Blackwood = Delvin Blackwood (Open for siblings and relatives) 

? and ? = Leon and Lexa Washington (Open to parents, siblings and relatives)

? and ? = Teagan Fisher (Open to siblings)

Ray Brown and Lisa Brown  = Michael Brown  (Open to siblings)

Charlemagne  Cross  and Unknown  = Bruno (Open for siblings)

Member List 

Shifters outside of the group 



Zane Hollis: Zane has short, dark brown hair with the sides shaved off.   He has a triangle face shape and forest green eyes.   He stands at around 6'4 with toned body build and fair skin. Zane has nature themed tattoo sleeve on his right arm.  He is working on getting his left arm worked on.  Usually can be seen wearing sunglasses or some kind of jacket.  He is 33 years old Werewolf.  His wolf form is dark brown fur with some lighter brown around his head, legs and belly.  He has bright green eyes and some markings on his leg.   Zane is a loner who is convinced that he doesn't need anyone.  He has a cynical view on life believing it's every man for themselves.  He usually keeps to himself but will occasionally seek others out to chat.  Zane doesn't like to be in one place for to long which results in him leaving town for a few days to a few weeks.  He is more than willing to use his looks or others to get whatever he want.  He has many flaws which he doesn't like to admit.  To his friends, he is loyal, passionate and kind.   Zane was born and raised in California.  He ends up leaving home when he was eighteen in order to pursue art school. However, that ended up falling through and he ended up hopping from town to town doing odd jobs here and there.  He ends up in Griffindale where he has a permanent residence. He is bisexual and single.   (Hawky2581) 



Jack Rivers: A young man with a thin face and lanky frame, standing at 6'1". Jack has dark brown hair that is styled neatly and pale blue eyes that sometimes appear gray in certain lighting. He has pale skin. Jack was left with a slight limp on his left leg that doesn't hinders his movement too much, but makes it painful to run or walk for long distances. He was left with it after his rather savage attack that turned him into a were-creature. He is 23 year old . Werewolf (recently turned) His wolf form is a mix of gray and dark gray with the same pale blue/gray eyes as his human form. His wolf form also walks with a limp. Jack is a quiet young man, sometimes coming off as brooding when he's more often than not lost in thought or just simply prefers to listen. In reality he's an intelligent and compassionate man. He thinks before he acts, always needing a plan with things go down. When he's close to a full moon transformation he's quick to anger and tries to isolate, this is due to him constantly trying to fight to keep his human form. While on a walking trail alone in the woods, Jack was attacked and nearly savaged by a rogue werewolf that left him for dead. He was shortly then found by another werewolf (perhaps Devin?) and taken to the hospital. He has not had his first transformation. Jack is originally from out of town and has come to Griffindale looking for work. He is  Single (Straight)  Before and after turning, he appears and seems sickly. He absolutely hates what he has become and wants to find a cure. Undecided if he'll eventually embrace his transformations.  (Junospower )




Javalle Mottley:  Javalle is a 24 year old were-lynx [he/they] with a freckled, warm beige complexion and shaggy, dirty blonde hair that reaches just above his shoulders. He has long parted bangs that nearly cover his bushy eyebrows and dusky hazel eyes. At around 5'3, Javalle has a short, stocky build and larger than average hands. Said hands are often calloused from woodworking and have a leathery feel. Clothing wise, Javalle would never be caught seen wearing a variety of designer boots and their signature woven leather pendant. Otherwise, they enjoy wearing cuffed bellbottom jeans (or sweatpants, for loungewear) and generic long-sleeved button up shirts. They also wear large hooped earings on occasion.


 Once shifted, Javalle takes the form of a large yet elegant quadruped lynx with silky, dappled golden fur. He has a neat, triangular face with tapered tufts on top of his wide-set ears. The speckles on his back fade into a soft light ochre as they reach his belly. His lynx form still retains his hazel eyes and could sometimes bare his sentimental pendant if he forgets to remove it before shifting.


 Soft spoken and reserved, Javalle is not much of a talker but greatly enjoys others company, forming a very close friend circle. Once invested in a topic, they would ramble all day of you let them! Also due to being a lynx, he like staying as warm and cozy as possible and you can often see him wear winter clothing during the summer months. To be with Javalle is like being companions with a loyal and devoted friend who will not depart you easily.  Javalle comes from a long ancestry of smaller Wildcats such as bobcats spanning across multiple generations. These shifters originated in Europe and eventually migrated to Canada, which Javalle's family moved away from when he was young. Before he departed, Javalle received the little pendant he wears from his grandfather, one of his only memories about home. The were-lynx desperately wishes to visit their ancestors again once they have enough money.

Recently, in Griffindale, Javalle picked up a gig at the library as a bookkeeper. He's been doing moderately well, but it could be better. He owns a little cabin-like house just a few blocks away from where he works. OPEN for close friends to build relationships with! Bisexual boy In his spare time, Javalle enjoys whittling wooden statues and reading books he checks out from the library. Their favorite genre is mystery and suspense. He dislikes open spaces and animals larger than him (let's just say he's not a regular at the horse stables!) He is also very picky about weather. (lazzylake )




Nola Levington: Nola is a rather petite woman, standing at around 5'3, just a bit under. She's got lighter skin, verging on the pale side, but lightly tanned, with a small span of barley visible freckles on her face. She's got a rather thin, but built frame as she's been a ballet dancer for most of her life, since she was pretty young, around seven years old. She has dark brown hair, and darker, but sometimes honey-like brown eyes, and a more squared, but lightly rounded face shape. You'll normally see her in jeans, or leggings, with a comfy t-shirt, and jacket. And don't forget the work boots.  Nola is 34 years old.  She's a born werewolf in a rather older line of werewolves who've kept to themselves.  She's a slightly smaller than average wolf, who's only covered in brown fur. She has little specks of darker fur on her ears, and paws and muzzle, and somewhat of longer whiskers. She's a rather agile wolf, and a fantastic runner, with dark, piercing hazel eyes in her wolf form. She has a small, slightly damaged back right leg, no noticeable scar, but it's a tad bent from a past injury.



 Nola is rather polite, and willing to help out if asked. Generally though, she's more on the reserved side. She does enjoy some fun things, and has always enjoyed more slow, classical music and the such. And dancing is something she adores of course. And she could go on for hours about poetry, her wording in general is partially affected by that. Nola has always been on the more mature, stern, but gentle type. Not perfect by any means, she has her own issues like everyone else. She sometimes jumps to thinking the worst of people, or isn't always the most welcoming, but she does her best to keep up a polite look, even if she's feeling a tad.. drained. Nola, since a young age, has always had an interest in the more.. research areas of being a werewolf. She obviously knows of the supernatural, but she's always had an interest in the things that affected them, and created them, the magical area of things. With that interest, came in interest in herbs, and special ingredients she's researched. While not a Witch by any means, she's very interested in the subject of it. Nola's always enjoyed the woods, and is rather calm, even in her fully wolf form. Though she does, especially in her wolf form, love going for a run in the woods, or even going for a swim during the warmer seasons.

She tries to keep an open mind, even if she thinks it's perhaps not the best idea. And even with a quick judgment in her head, this has leaned towards her doing her best to treat everyone equally. Even people other's deem untrustworthy, she tries to judge them fully for herself now compared to her younger years. She's rather close knit with her family, but has long since moved out, and gone through college. A general consensuses would be, she's reserved about herself, but she's still quite polite and talkative. Nola's mature, and with the anger issues that rise from simply being a werewolf, she's learned and learned over the years to reign in anger. With not a lick of visible anger to be seen, unless she's actually angry. The most negative expression she might wear, is annoyance. With her college degree, she still settled on joining Law Enforcement and works as a Deputy(Police- thing, forgot what the job role is called, don't mind me, lol) and a little side thing at a library in town.

 
Nola was born here in town, with her family of werewolves. Her family is on rather calm terms with the main packs, but still likes to keep mostly to themselves. She's grown as a more normal family, plus the whole werewolf thing of course.  She has her parents, her mother Lynn Levington, and her father Alaric Levington. She also has a little sister, Josephine 'Josie' Levington.  Heterosexual, and currently single. She's a full blown ballet dancer, even if not many know, so you'll see her doing little twirls, or humming to classical music she's danced too. Just a cute little quirk. And her humor is either horrifically subtle, or the complete opposite with stupid puns- (soot  )




 Dalian Ezra Siu-Stapp :  Dalian towers over most at 6'4. Loose clothing makes him appear lanky, concealing the well-toned muscles earned from a life of physical labor. His golden-brown skin is dusted liberally with cinnamon freckles although they typically appear on the lower half of his face- what cannot be shielded by the stetsons or cattleman hats that he often wears- and along his shoulders and forearms. Scars or blemishes are few and far between despite his penchant for trouble- but for one noticable claw mark that curves upward through the left side of his thin mouth and artificially extends his lopsided smiles. Dalian's strawberry blond hair is nearly pin-straight, falling just a few inches past his shoulder blades on the rare occasions he doesn't have it tied in a ponytail or pulled into a topknot beneath his hats. When tying his hair, he always uses red satin cords and one of many Chinese knots depending on the occasion. He shares his mother's Eastern Asian features in a flat nose and oblique eyes whilst still possessing his French father's bone structure. Dalian's eyes are a cloudy blue-gray, reminiscent of stormy seas despite the serenity he exudes. They are always shaded by the dark circles and purplish bags that denote his poor sleep schedule. His face is 'open' and honest with minute expressions beyond the amiable warmth he often dons. Dalian is rarely without a smile of some kind- lazy, playful, encouraging, amused- he likes to assert that a smile is one's best accessory, and thus one he is never without. He doesn't give much thought to the clothes he wears as long as they serve their purpose, so his 'fashion sense' is rather nonexistent. Jeans and a shirt of some kind work just fine- he primarily wears red, however, and always pairs with a hat and riding boots- roper or classic. Dalian isn't one to wear jewelry, but on occasion a broken jade bracelet worn as a pendant around his neck slips from underneath his shirt. Another with intricate carvings adorns his left wrist, and when he wears short sleeves, a jade bracelet with a silver clasp can be found on his left bicep. In comfortable settings he puts his hair up in more intricate styles with the zan or bejeweled hairsticks he inherited from his mother.


he is 27 year old Werefox.  A Blonde Phase Red Fox with very pale, almost pinkish red fur that fades into a completely white underside. His forelegs and hindpaws are dark brown. Dalian's eyes remain the same. He is capable of creating illusions in every form.

Insouciant and easygoing. Some may mistake him for lazy and unmotivated even if they were to clock the dark circles under his eyes. He can often be found at ease, wearing a lackadaisical smile that is no less warm for its mild curve. But that is only when he can be found- and he is found only when he wants to be. Dalian is industrious without being particularly ambitious, he does what he must to the best of his ability but appreciates a good do-nothing day just like any other. It's rather unfortunate then that he doesn't see many. Raised on his grandparents' old-fashioned values and the more modest 'noblesse oblige' of southern hospitality, he rarely denies those in need and will outright volunteer his own services when the opportunity arises. Acting as anything from a handyman to a quiet though no less stalwart voice in settling disputes, Dalian maintains a manner of softspoken geniality and humble courtesy that sees him meeting and connecting with more people than he ever set out to know. He doesn't seem to know the meaning of 'stranger danger' and appears entirely too trusting in the inherent good of others. With a mind as keen as his gaze, he listens more than he speaks and so learns more than he tells. Even those who interact with Dalian regularly cannot say much about him beyond surface-level information and what they know of his unimpeachable character. He remains stolid in the face of dire circumstances and danger alike, lackadaisical speech giving way to sharp purposeful movements and on rare occasions- a cocksure smile that brightens his previously placid features. It is rare for Dalian to raise his voice or express negative emotions, but he is unafraid to speak bluntly where politesse fails. It is strange then, that he can occasionally occupy the company of unsavory sorts that would otherwise require he approach them with a sterner attitude...To that, he may quote the old adage, "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." One of many that he lives by, and will readily supply for any given situation. Dalian's free-spirited, unassuming mien makes it easy for him to blend into the background and remain the unthreatening observer that he prefers to be- that is of course, until he finds a reason to act.


 Dalian's father died in an accident on the ranch at a fairly young age and his mother followed shortly after she turned 44 of a sudden and aggressive illness. He was thus raised by his paternal grandparents in South Dakota but spent much of his adult life wandering throughout the states. Ostensibly he is a rancher and carpenter, but he has been known to take on- and excel at- many an odd job. Dalian is currently summering in Griffindale as a favor for an acquaintance; he works at Half Moon Stables as a stablehand but also performs the duties of a foreman and mechanic. Daiyu Siu (Mother), Benoit Stapp (Father), Elise Stapp (Grandmother), Mathieu Stapp (Grandfather) 

He is Demisexual. Dalian speaks in a smoky baritone with a notable southern twang. He is fluent in Cantonese, Mandarin, and French. His fox side comes out more in his intelligence, cunning, and abilities. He isn't very mischievous and avoids speaking where possible. Dalian likes to keep his mind occupied; so he reads books, plays 'cognitive training' kinds of games, and enjoys solving riddles or doing puzzles. All of this is accomplished with physical mediums- he is terrible with technology and still uses a flip phone. Dalian prefers his own company with hobbies that include cloud or stargazing, playing or listening to music, and his favorite pastime- taking naps. He's often so busy helping people that it messes up his sleep schedule so he steals naps when and where he can. Emphasis on where- he can be found sleeping in random, uncomfortable places like on hay bales, staircases, curled up amongst tree roots- both in fox and human form. He can stomach pretty much anything; he can't actually cook but it doesn't hinder him because he can eat undercooked grits & burnt sausages without batting an eye. Dalian can make desserts, but only family recipes. And he rarely makes them correctly because he has bad judgment when substituting ingredients that he's too lazy to source. As can probably be expected- he's exceptional when it comes to firearms with a preference for revolvers and rifles. Dalian avoids violence and confrontations whenever possible however, using his illusions to get out of sticky situations so that he can find another approach. Dalian tends to drastically overestimate himself and refuses to accept outside help, so whatever 'sticky situation' he finds himself in his generally faced alone. Such circumstances are where the majority of his scars originated. Dalian also has a flagrant disregard for his own life and personal safety, never hesitating to put himself in danger if it serves his purpose. He is intimately familiar with magic and its uses due to consorting with various covens throughout his travels. (Hushabye )



Sage Buckwood L A long brown haired, blue eyed young girl, skin tone is pale peach, often wears purple shirts and black leggings, has a small necklace with a paw on it, signifying her love for animals. She is a 13 year old  Were-fox

Her fox is a small white and gray fox with black paws and ears tips, the same sky blue eyes as Sage. Sage is a kind humorous person and loves to just chill. she was bitten when she was 8 and always felt a little odd until her first shift a few days past her 13th birthday when she was out on a walk in the forest angerly thinking about how her best friend had made fun of her earlier that day, she had suddenly felt fur growing on herself and becoming smaller until she became a small white fox.

(will add family if someone wants to be family) (✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ )




Nightshade Ebony  Female, medium length black hair, the only thing that shows she has shifts is her deep green eyes with silver spots. Small almost unnoticeable scar over right eye from her father. She is 5'6 but also wears high boots so it makes her taller. She is a 15 Weredragon.  A blackout lizard like creature with leathery like wings and a silver crescent moon marking on her left paw pad and a small scar over right eye where scales won’t grow. She can spit a dark black smoke that can either knockout or kill depending on how much you inhale. She can’t do it for very long though because it makes her throat sore. Even during a full moon she's been having a difficult time shifting comfortably, it’s probably because of her depression from the death of her mother. Side affects of the smoke include: coughing, headache, confusion, passing out, and painful sores in some cases; may cause death if inhaled too much.



Introverted, sarcastic, kinda insensitive at times; a good description of her would be “if there was a fistfight she’d bring a machete.” She’s deeply connected to nature and animals. One of her weaknesses is sunlight even when she’s not in her shift form and she absolutely hates being too warm. If you find her in the library she’s usually reading some thick old novel with Shakespearian words and old fashioned phrases. One of her less flattering traits is that she can be rude to people she doesn't know or make jokes when the time isn't right. Her dark sense of humor has lost her friends multiple times. One of the physical things she hates about herself is her hands. They're much too small in her opinion and because of that she's reluctant to let them leave the long arms of her hoodie.

Abusive father who eventually abandoned her mother and her, and soon her mother died too. She lives alone now, in in the old apartment her mother left her, but there isn't running water and she will most likely be kicked out for not paying rent for too long. She doesn't mind being alone, in fact she prefers it, but she does miss having someone to talk to besides the crow that occasionally visits. Weaknesses: Peppermint plants, being in the sun for too long, any sort of ultra bright light, birchwood and willow arrows/spears/daggers/etc.  nobody besides chosen family; currently alone | open to a cousin she was supposed to move in with but ghosted instead. She’s bi and her pronouns are she/her Her outfit consists of a faded cabella soup shirt, a black hoodie, black fingerless gloves, black ripped jeans, off brand brown hiking boots, and a black cloth face mask (think Covid mask) with a pride flag pin. She always has a faded brown backpack on that contains all of her stuff. Her powers are:

-Can melt into shadows

-Deeply connected to nature

-Scales can have different color highlights at the edges based off of mood

-Poisonous smoke (but it makes her throat sore so she doesn't do it that much)

-Obsession with shiny things and gems

-She has a weakness to sunlight when she's in her full form and even when in human form she hates the light and also hates warmth  (Ravenshadow )




Jenna Ringtail:  Jenna is a small petite girl, standing no more than four foot eleven in height and weighing about eighty pounds wet. Her black hair is short, just barely touching the top of shoulder, and spikey. Ways that that mop she calls hair been described are eternal bedhead and frenzied frizz. Onto her eyes, they are a dark amber color. As for Jenna's cloths, she wears a worn-out white t-shirt, though now it browning because of time, and a pair of blue basketball shorts. Her shoes, if you can call them that, are a pair of flip-flops that were on their last legs. Other notable features are several scars on her back that she doesn't like to talk about. She is a 11 Were-Raccoon. She looks like a normal black and grey raccoon, only wish several scars on her back. Jenna is a very inquisitive girl, meaning she like to get into places she probably shouldn't. However, to be fair since she lives on the streets then she has to find food some way. She is also a bit of a thief. Now she doesn't steal for the fun of it, she just takes what she needs to survive is all. She also rather playful and sweet, especially when she either wants something or can gain food.  All that needs to be known is that has lived on the streets for at least a year. (bloodrosepelt )




Magical Creatures 


Diamant Pryderi Dilustro: Pryderi cuts a rather intimidating figure at 5'11; with a well-defined boxer's build featuring broad-shoulders, a lean waist, and hands callused by both weightlifting and the physical nature of his jobs. While his features aren't particularly sharp, his stoic bearing makes him appear cold and implacable. This is by design, as otherwise he'd look entirely too youthful and approachable for his taste. Pryderi has thick lashes, a jaw that is tapered but soft, full lips, and a grecian nose that is slightly upturned. These features, paired with his wide rounded eyes and equally rounded eyebrows, can bring a puppy to mind when he doesn't scowl hard enough. There's an almost permanent furrow in his brows, and his dual-toned eyes appear to shade paler or more vibrant in accordance with his moods. Perhaps his most striking feature- barring the scar that extends from the inner corner of his left eye to cut diagonally across the bridge of his nose- are his eyes themselves. They're both taken by sectoral heterochromia, each halved with icy blue and warm cinnamon. Pryderi's feathery hair is an incredibly pale blond, shaved on the sides in an undercut that generally leaves a veritable mess on top. He tries to neatly style it back and away from his face but inevitably ends up looking ruffled by the end of the day when he runs his hands through it one too many times. His rosy peach-toned skin is marred by three pale scars that extend from his right pectoral to cover a few inches of his neck and five faded burns that blot the back of his left hand, forearm, and inner elbow.

Pryderi's wardrobe is primarily 'business casual' in dark wintry colors, but always paired with boots rather than loafers. His sleeves are often rolled up and he shamefully leaves a few buttons undone as he can't always find shirts that fit properly around his arms or chest. (He hates shopping and generally just grabs the first of whatever he decides on) Constants in his style of dress are leather gloves within a back or jacket pocket in case he encounters iron and the small, old-fashioned copper bell affixed to a strip of leather that wraps thrice around his neck. He doesn't appear to be capable of removing it. He is  25 year old  Changeling.  His eyes become sharper and larger with emerald pupils while the brown of his irises burn sunset orange, his features perfectly symmetrical as they lose the little human imperfections, and his ears & teeth gain a point. A golden shimmer overtakes his skin, and Pryderi's hair continues to grow in length until he reverts to his human facade. While not purely a physical change, his normally rough yet clarion voice becomes so melodic that it sounds as if every word he speaks is a song in itself. While still altruistic at heart, he also becomes much more mischievous and playful. Often taken by flights of fancy, Pryderi is rarely still but maintains an almost stately demeanor.


Upon first meeting him, one wouldn't be wrong to find Diamant Dilustro to be pompous or autocratic. He intends to create distance with a sharp tongue and belligerent bearing. If one were to pay closer attention, however, they may notice that he is berating them for nearly crushing a bed of milkweed whilst he stands perfectly still so as not to disturb the monarch butterfly that alighted upon his head. Even when his true intentions become apparent, Pryderi stubbornly refuses to admit to all the ways he finds excuses to be kind. He's only shoveling his elderly neighbor's driveway because it's an eyesore, and he bought coffee for the tired mom standing in line behind him because he wanted to get rid of his change. If he gets pressed enough, however, he will begin to blush and often gets visibly flustered. Pryderi initially appears apathetic while also giving the impression of someone with a quick temper, but he's just more easily annoyed than anything. He is quite intelligent but people don't often see this as he hates explaining himself and so just acts or makes decisions in a manner that seems rash. Diamant was raised by wealthy, doting parents and grew up as a spoiled terror. His rebellious attitude only began to shift around the age of thirteen, when they sent him to Wales to become their elderly butler's problem. His aggressiveness didn't go away, but it slowly became apparent that there was dissonance between his words and actions. He became a model student- if not properly well-mannered -and graduated from his elite boarding school with honors. To their even greater surprise, he then turned his attention to various charitable endeavors before finally disappearing into a small town where people were less likely to know the prestige attached to his name. Diamant spends the majority of his time volunteering or working odd jobs. He is a volunteer firefighter and trained paramedic, as well as a stablehand and guest instructor for Half Moon Stables. Pearl Dilustro (Mother) Harry Dilustro (Father) Heterosexual/ 

'Pryderi' is the name his parents were mysteriously compelled to use but he will only ever reveal it to a select few. Pryderi is very protective of animals and nature in general, he secretly tends to a community garden within the city center and competes with Zhenya & Teo over the affections of Griffindale's strays. Pryderi is very interested in the flora and fauna that inhabit Griffindale; he takes frequent walks in the forests and collects plants of every variety. There were times when he's been caught holding funerals for the ones he accidentally kills...  He has been a practitioner of various martial arts (culminating in MMA) since he was a child, as his parents needed a constructive outlet for his endless energy and unnatural strength...it's still rather destructive, but he has much more discipline now. A kleptomaniac with a guilty conscience, he has trained himself to secretly give more than he takes and carries around small easily giftable items to dispense when he feels the urge or realizes he's stolen something. Of course Pryderi also seeks to return what he's taken as well. He's gotten very skilled at reverse pickpocketing as a result. He is strangely adept at 'magic' tricks and misdirection. Pryderi currently believes himself to be human- just one with an allergy to iron and weird thing about cooking for others and owing favors. He hates to be thanked and dislikes having good done for him. If he isn't constantly in service to others, he begins to feel entitled... (Hushabye ) 



Kashvad 'As-Shahin' Shahrokhzad Al-Jahangir :  Kash stands at 5'8 with soft, youthful features and wide hickory brown eyes framed by thick lashes. His irises are a shade so dark they appear black unless viewed in certain lighting. Nonetheless they manage to be warm and expressive, conveying his true feelings regardless of how much he attempts to hide them with grand gestures and an ebullient manner of speaking. He reflects his middle eastern heritage with a gently rounded oval face, straight nose, thick brows, laterally full cheeks, and warm olive skin tone. A beauty mark rests just below the left corner of his bottom lip and another two mark his cheek an inch underneath his right eye, one above the other. The last is located under his left eye over the curve of his cheekbone. His slightly pointed ears are pierced thrice each; from the right dangles a golden chain with a diamond-shape attached with two prisms in the lobe itself. His left is the same but for a longer golden chain that suspends a dagger-shaped crest. Kashvad is often seen wearing silver wire-framed glasses but it's unclear whether or not he truly needs them. His hair is thick, curly, and often unruly- umber interspersed with mahogany and reddish highlights that pool on his shoulders when left loose. It is occasionally tamed with hairpins or braids that pull it away from his face and fashioned into a messy bun or fishtail when 'hunting'. Although his skin is largely free of blemishes, Kashvad is noticeably scarred in the hollow of his throat and centers of his hands. All three scars are a gold-tinted four-pointed starburst shape. The scar on his throat has an exit- or entry- wound on the back of his neck, and likewise the ones on his hands are visible on the backs as well as the palms. For this reason he usually keeps them covered with white or black silk gloves. The scar on his neck is partially hidden by a worn dark leather choker. Svelte and lithely muscled, his build is as disarming as his doe-eyed expressions. He moves with an almost unsettling smoothness, occasionally bordering on too fast to see to the point where you'd only get the impression of motion. Yet he remains understated in a way that reveals how naturally stealth comes to him. Kashvad possesses an artisan's dainty hands and a narrow waist often accentuated by his fondness for waistcoats. His sense of style would be more suited to the company of high society in London than the comparatively homely town of Griffindale, and he tries to avoid standing out overmuch by adopting muted colors. He cannot completely manage this, however, as he is rarely seen without a richly colored and detailed kamarband to complement his outfit of the day.


 Appears to be in his early-20s; mentally he'd be around 26 Vampire.   His eyes slowly become redder when his thirst persists. Kash is of course equipped with vampire fangs; his other teeth are also rather sharp. At night, his eyes reflect light with a reddish tint and his very silhouette takes on a fuzzy, indistinct shape.


 Kash projects an overly confident, almost cheesy persona inspired by ancient notions of 'chivalry' and knightly etiquette. He speaks with a dramatic tone and keeps his supernaturally still body in motion with dynamic gestures and movements. When engaged with others, Kashvad is rarely stationary. He speaks animatedly with his hands, articulates grand sentiments with colorful verbiage, and accompanies it all with ever-shifting expressions that make him rather entertaining to watch. It may be the turn of yet another century, but he refuses to let the fact dissuade him from his lofty goals of becoming a heroic figure of exemplary chivalry. He often finds that he impedes himself, however...Kashvad is truly a rather faint-hearted though earnest person who finds it difficult to express himself in a sincere manner. Diffident and softspoken, he honestly prefers to avoid socialization for the sake of his peace of mind- but simultaneously suffers from a crippling feeling of loneliness that drives him to seek out companionship. Kashvad is afraid of rejection in regards to the 'true' him that he has been led to believe is flawed and unpleasant, so he plays at being affable and optimistic in order to make himself more appealing. He also seeks to trick himself into becoming that person so he can separate himself from who he was raised to be. Kashvad takes much of his advice from medieval literature and occasionally struggles to make sense of the world through a modern lense. He can be rather blind to social cues, norms, and methods of interaction but blusters his way through nonetheless. Kash has a generally weak constitution and hates confrontations or any displays of aggression and negativity; his first instinct is always to avoid or run away from his problems. He struggles to make decisions that truly matter and would much prefer for someone else to take the lead, but this is a side of himself that he's actively combating as he has been living under the oppressive rule of his family for the majority of his long life. Despite his best efforts, the centuries have taken their toll on him. Kashvad carries out whatever mission he has set for himself irregardless of the obstacles in his path, turning his conscientious nature to darker pursuits when the matter calls for it. He can be ruthless and violent, both traits being second nature to him. He still struggles to properly apply the finer notes of being a 'hero' but he is absolutely earnest in his endeavors. Minor...hiccups notwithstanding.


 Kashvad was raised in a hostile environment; his father the self-styled king of a clan of vampire assassins that can trace their history back to the Order founded by Hassan-i Sabbah. He repeatedly fell short of the exceptionally high standards that had been set for him, and his father would punish him by sealing him away for years at a time. Kash was lost to history for much of his life, which had the opposite effect that his father hoped for as he now lacks the experiences of his peers and is filled with knightly notions inspired by the books that kept him company. He has only been recently unsealed and sent on a 'trivial' quest to retrieve a rumored magical item hidden beneath Griffindale. His secondary purpose is to assess the local Shifter population and report on whether or not they need to be 'controlled'... Rostam Shahrokhzad (Brother), Mehrna Shahrokhzad (Sister), Abla Shahrokhzad (Sister), Naila Shahrokhzad (Sister), Sharokh Al-Jahangir (Father), Unnamed Mother. He is Pansexual.  Even with enhanced senses, Kash is easily spooked and hates horror movies or thrillers. Naiveté has made his loyalty both easy to earn and nigh absolute. He has a very light voice that deepens when he speaks in his native tongue and english is delivered with a strong accent. Kashvad is fluent in a variety of languages, however. He always has at least three deadly instruments on him, including poisons and magical items. 'As-Shahin' is his assassin's moniker- a nod to to the 'shah' or 'king' in his father's name, his speed & accuracy in kills, and his status as a falconer. When acting under his nom de guerre, Kashvad's entire personality appears to flip, yet he shows no sign that he registers the change. Kashvad loves birds and has raised many species including pigeons and ravens- he wishes they could be used for more innocuous purposes, however...He is very fond of heights and likes to perch so that he can people watch without interruption. Being from a pure bloodline prevents him from immediately perishing in the sun, but it still does him damage and has the potential to kill if he's exposed to it for too long. Kash frequently sports the occasional burn from the many times he has cut it too close. (Hushabye )



Shiruku Oru:  Shiruku is a slender six foot seven woman with thin, almost stick like, arms and legs. Despite her rather thin frame she has been considered by others as rather alluring. Because of this she chooses to try and accentuate her beauty through her clothing and hair style. She ties her black lower back length hair into a nice thick braid that she lays across her right shoulder. As for her clothing she alternates between two different types. The first is a summer dress that is primarily black with red streaks running down the sides. He second outfit is a traditional Japanese Kimono that is gold in color, which was made from spider silk. Her eyes are the strangest thing about her given that one of the is grey and the other is gold. She isa  35 Orb Weaver Jorogumo As a Jorogumo she has the ability to turn the lower half of her body into that of a spider. The easiest way to describe her appearance is like the arachnid version of a centaur. When she shifts her lower body takes on the form of human size orb weaver spider.



Shiruku is a rather manipulative person by nature, using her looks her looks to get others to do as she pleased . The Jorogumo is known in Japanese folklore for using their looks to lure men into their dens and then feasting on them upon cocooning them. When someone did not bow to her will then she was rather quick to anger. In her mind everyone else were simply flys in her web to play with as she wishes until finally eating them. So to not play her game was almost unthinkable. The only times she did not try and manipulate anyone or anything was when children were involved, they were the few creatures that she deemed off limits. The daughter of Japanese immigrants Shiruku was raised in California until her parents passed away when she was 17 years old. After that she moved Griffindale  and started her own clothing shop in the city, thanks to a little 'persuasion' on her part to the prior owners of the location. She saw the city as a great hunting ground with more than enough prey for her. (Bloodrosepel)




Humans 

Calvin Walker (wip)


Adeline Nicholson:  Adeline is a pale, and petite woman. She stands at around 5'3, and his medium length, straight, light blonde hair, and gray eyes. She's covered in a splash of reddish freckles all over most of her body, but her face is mostly devoid besides a few sprinkled above her brow, and on her nose. Her face has a rather pointed jaw, but a more round, small nose. More often than not, you'll find Adeline dressed in a sweater, leggings, tennis-shoes, and hair thrown into a ponytail. She is  21 years old.  Adeline is fully human, no animal blood found! (I have possible ideas of her maybe getting into some magicy stuff, dunno for sure though! Maybe even getting bitten later? Still figuring it out ^^')


Adeline is a very shy, and timid woman. She generally sticks by herself, mostly cause she's just shy, but she's also a very curious, and wondering gal. She often just calls family she's close with, and hangs with them, but she does her best to try and make some friends in the town she's more recently moved to. She has a few hobbies, and most include knitting, sewing, and also her actual job, which is at the hospital in the physical rehabilitation center. Most of her life, she's always been shy, but eager to help, even if she cringes when talking to too many people at once. Her curiosity, and general want to help, led to her job as a Physical Therapist Assistant, or PTA. Adeline has a love for fashion as well, but keeps her sewing to a minimum for budget and such. While shy, she's also always eager to talk about certain subjects, and is more of the 'has a lot to say but says two words' type. And even with her love of fashion, you'll not often see her dressed like the stuff she's really interested. She loves the styles she saw everyone dress in when she lived elsewhere, but she ended up just opting for the comfy clothes.


Adeline was originally from Boston, but moved to New York state at an early age. That's where the love of fashion stemmed, and the dislike of big crowds. After moving away to live in Oregon after finishing college early, and going through a PTA program. She official got a job years ago to save up, and bought a small, but comfy apartment here in Griffindale.  She's heterosexual, and currently has no interests.  She's a very hyper focused person, ask her to search something up in depth, and she'll seem like she's studied it for years! Comes with the straight A college student. Besides English, don't talk about English. And she's super great at sewing and such, and actual almost perused that in college, before just opting for a general degree. Want something specific made? She can probably do it! (soot )