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Raven BlackRose
Site Owner
Female
About Me



Character Name:

Raven BlackRose

Character Age:

A lady never tells her age.

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

   Not much is known about the history of the Raven, nor does she talk much about her past. She was born gypsy, her caravan destroyed when she was but a child. She managed to survive quiet well on her looks and her wits alone.
    It was not until she was sired into the BlackRose family that she truly began to thrive. The life of a vampire suited her, at times too well. Though the blood of the gypsies still flowed through her veins and the need to roam was still strong.
    She travels from realm to realm at her leisure, not really calling anyplace home. The BlackRose manor seems to be the closest thing to a home she  has ever had and she spends as much time here as she can.


The many faces of The Raven. Which one will she show you?
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For a more detailed history of the Raven you can go to
http://wannaroleplay.com/raven

    

   

  The Raven's Song

Higher and higher the raven doth fly,
the wind beneath her wings.
If you listen with your heart,
you may even hear her sing.
What song will she sing for you,
if you are lucky enough to hear.
Will it fill your heart with sadness,
or even bring a tear.
Listen closely to the raven's song,
for it is one of woe.
Why is she so sad,
no one will ever know.

Poem by: Raven BlackRose

Yahoo Screen Name:

raven_the_gypsy

AOL Screen Name:

raventhegypsy


Aiden BlackRose
Administrator
Male
About Me



Character Name:

Aiden Blackrose

Character Age:

24

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

Full name: Aiden Michael BlackRose

Nickname(s) or Alias: Aiden

Species: Hybrid

Birthday: October 31,1987

Sexuality: Straight

Nationality: Irish

Religion: Celtic

Currently lives: BlackRose Manor

Languages spoken: English

Native language: Gaelic

Relationship Status: Taken

Height: 6'0"

Weight: 195

Figure/build: Fit 

Hair colour: Red & Black

Hairstyle: short, hair rests about mid ear

Eye colour: Green

Skin/fur/etc colour: fair

Tattoos: Upper left arm, cletic knot work

Piercings: none

Scars/distinguishing marks: none

Personality: Calm

Likes: Passion, love, the arts

Dislikes: inmaturity, know it all types

Fears/phobias: Final death

Hobbies: reading, music, singing

Talents/skills: shape shifter, can change hair length and color and eye color at will

Peaceful or aggressive attitude? peaceful

Fighting skills/techniques: mixed martial arts though rarely used

Special skills/magical powers/etc:  inhuman strength, quick healing, inhuman speed

Weapon of choice (if any): none

Weaknesses in combat: Silver

Strengths in combat: inhuman speed and strength, quick healing

Leige : Raven BlackRose

Acquaintances: Isabella Cain ( consort ), Evalaine

Backstory:

 -coming soon-

 


Yahoo Screen Name:

aidenblackrose24

AOL Screen Name:

Aiden BlackRose


Desmond M Lafayette
Administrator
Male
About Me

Hello folks. My name is Josh. Well..joshua. But typically these days i go under my yahoo alias. A.k.a Hatter.

 

I've been looking for a chance to get back into rping after an extended absence from it. Either due to misc crap or lazyness ^_^;;. That being said i hope everyone will have fun and i look forward to meeting you all.

Oh..little tid bits. Um... i like anime, horror movies, all kinds of music aside from country..video games..and im plotting to take over the world. mwahahahaha


Character Name:

Desmond M Lafayette

Character Age:

156 (appears to be in his mid 20s)

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

Nickname(s) or Alias: Des

Birthday: August 3rd

Religon: Agnostic

Currently lives: BlackRose Manor 

Languages spoken: Common, vampiric tounges (Common and high)

 Native language: Common

Relationship Status: Single

 Height: 5'10

 Weight: 175

 Figure/build: Lithe

 Hair colour: brown

 Hairstyle: Shoulder length

 Eye colour: Brown

Skin/fur/etc colour: Fair

 Tattoos: none

 Piercings: none

 Scars/distinguishing marks:  none

 Personality: Inquistive, friendly

 Likes: Literature and fine arts. Mystery, wine, and women

 Dislikes: Inflicting harm without cause

 Fears/phobias: Loss of self, isolation

 Talents/skills: Plays multiple instruments and sings. Favors lyre or lap harp

 Peaceful or aggressive attitude: Peaceful

Fighting skills/techniques:  Dual wields daggers 90% of time. Trainned at a sallet de arms private insititue in the use of piercing swords. Rapiers, estocs, and things of a similar nature.

 Special skills/magical powers/etc: Voice of song, command words. Hidden hand

Weapon of choice (if any): Estoc. Piercing blade that provides excellent thrust..sufficent width to block and parry.

Weaknesses in combat: Protracted battle against more seasoned warriors.

Strengths in combat: Speed and manuever ability 

Parents names: Altair lafayette, Medira lafayette

Siblings: none 

Children: none

Best Friend: none

 Other Important Friends: none

Acquaintances: All those who currently reside within the manor

Backstory:

 

In the small rural town, known to few but still quiet cozy, of sele was born a man. This is where the tale began.

Desmond grew up with friends and a warm hearted family to support him. He spent his days tending the inn ran by his parents. Care free, light of heart...everyone came to hear him tell stories and sing. For desmond had poetry in his speech and sweet song poured gracefully from his lips. Indeed the inn of sele became quiet famous for its generous hospitality and the aspirations of the amateur bard. It was clear to all who came that the young man would go far. Especially if he were to continue his trainning formally in one of the cities. Why even the college in la crux would be remiss if they did not take him.

But before the dream could come, there came a stranger. A traveler unlike the others though it wouldnt be discovered till much too late. The night's revelry grew to new heights in wake of desmonds acceptance to college. Carrying on into the early morning hours...none noticed the silence who follow soon there after. A slaughter of immense proportions

He awoke to blood shed and ruin. Soaked through to his simple cotton shirt. The dazed man stumbled about the inn. Encountering the bodies of men and women he grew up with all his life. Thier lifeblood split haphazardly across the common room floor. Even crista morrow..whom he had entertained certain romantic feelings. His parents were staring lifeless into the rafters. It was simply..horribly wrong.

So desmond, filled with sorrow and rage, fled from sele village. Where he all but vanished from the eyes of the world. It was during these lonely years that desmond slowly pieced together what had occured on that fateful night. Why was he alive and no one else? Who or what excatly was the man who stopped by?

So he under took his journey to discover the answers. Some of which were simple...vampire. Thats what he was now. Even if he werent sure of the signs..he'd heard rumors enough of them to put a name to what he slowly realized was now his own fate. The sight of blood drove him crazy. He could no longer feel the bright warm of the sun...or bathe in fragrant waters.

But so much more remains..

 

 

Yahoo Screen Name:

madhatters_prodigy

AOL Screen Name:

none


Cain
Administrator
Male
About Me

(the character portrait is not mine, nor drawn by anyone I know. It is borrowed from the internet and may be subject to removal for unauthorized use.)

Name is Race. Been playing ol' Cain here for a long time, Raven dug me up and invited me to check out the new Blackrose coven. I was suprised and honored that she had kept the Roleplayer's Pledge I'd posted on the former site. The original writer is a friend of mine and so I take it with me wherever my roleplaying goes.

I'm pretty easy going and open to almost any kind of play, within reason and as long as it has a story behind it. Sex can be part of the story, but must never be the vehicle that gets it from point A to B. Like small intermissions to assist plot and character development.

I believe the key to any good story starts with cooperation, collaboration, and communication. If you (speaking generally) want your character to look good, then you have to make the other characters in play look good. Play WITH them, not at them. Play off of every little detail placed in the scene and keep in contact with other players so that everyone gets out of the scene what each wants. Mistakes can be made, step back, analyze what went wrong, and never be afraid to try and re-write the scene. We're all authors working together to tell one large story.


Character Name:

Cain Romulus

Character Age:

500

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

For a Master, he's an unusual sort. Where others are turned by force or choice and then brought up learning to survive from another, he wasn't given that luxury. In life he'd been a prodigy. A master at working the piano, he was constantly traveling. That wanderlust remains with him still as he seldom stays one place long, but always comes back for visits.

Where were we? Ah yes traveling. Upon a visit to the land of Rhydin he was the main attraction to an opening music hall. His first concert away from the eyes of his tutors and parents. He was twenty-three. The night had been long, the applause thunderous...drunk on the energy of the audience young Cain Alexander Romulus found his way to a nearby pub. Untethered by his keepers the young man wanted to experience life. He drank, he gambled, he womanized and fell into hedonistic revelry. He made himself noticed.

Drunk and staggering arm in arm with an opium blinded whore, Cain fell into the hands of a vampire. Neither he nor the woman on his arm knew what was happening as pain and bloodloss overwhelmed them. The whore died of her injuries. Our young prodigy was less fortunate. The vampire who made him remains a hidden identity. The drunken memories bringing neither gender nor defining traits...only a flood of unreconciled rage. Turned, and left to fend for himself like a wild animal, Cain is completely self-taught.

The first century of his undead life was spent in an obsessed hunt for the one who made him. All the while learning from other vampires he came across, using their pity and mockery to fuel his search. In his second century he discovered the gift of flight and could look through the memories of his victims when feeding. Not uncommon among the older vampires, but for so early he understood it meant his maker had been old. Yet none could figure out why he or she would leave Cain to find his own way through the night. Towards the end of his second century another rare thing occurred. While seducing a young sorcoress for knowledge on different fabled vampires, he drained her to the point of death, as he had others. Something triggered within him. With her memories came the knowledge of her spells. He couldn't use them at first but felt the electric surge along his fingertips. Like they were just out of reach behind a silk wall stronger than steel.

The breakthrough came while reading through her extensive library. She would spend days at a time locked within the large chamber of books and with her body hidden, the servants would be none the wiser. Or so he thought. Leafing through one of her larger tomes on necomantic thesis they came for him. So absorbed in reading through the tome for anything hinting at his maker, Cain failed to hear them coming. With stakes, hammers, torches and ropes they crashed through the doors and rushed him. Outnumbered and tasting fear for the first time in two centuries he felt the curtain come down. His thoughts synchronized with the lingering blood of the sorcoress in his veins.

Chains of lightning shot from his fingertips hitting the leaders and richocheting through the mob. It had been her strongest spell and with its expenditure he lost her memories. Physically weakened from the loss of so much power he crawled patheticly across the floor to where the lone survivor of the mob lay bleeding to death. The unfortunate soul's face a patchwork quilt or burns and charred flesh. With an apology, Cain fed. New memories came, but no power like that of the sorcoress.

The Ronin vampire Cain continues his search for the vampire who made him into a third century of life. His only gifts are those of any other vampire...and a bite that reflects his life of constant adaptation. He's learned to borrow the powers of others with his bite.The rare gifts of others his to utilize with even just a singular drop, but limited to the amount of blood ingested.

It's been 200 years since he last crossed paths with Lady Raven..only the fates can know what lies ahead.


 

Yahoo Screen Name:

Kamikzie_cracker


Wyatt MacIntyre
Administrator
Male
About Me

I am the creator

I am the death bringer,

I am the air you breathe

I am the sights that you see;

I am your senses

I am your power,

You are my puppet

Here in this hour......


Character Name:

Wyatt MacIntyre

Character Age:

125

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

 

Full name: Wyatt Mathew MacIntyre

 

Nickname(s) or Alias: Wyatt, Mac, MacIntyre

 

Species: Lycan

 

Birthday: Unknown

 

Sexuality: Straight

 

Nationality: Sicilian

 

Religion: Pagan

 

Currently lives: Uknown

 

Languages spoken: English

 

Native language: Italian

 

Relationship Status: Single

 

Height : 6'2"

 

Weight : 232 lbs.

 

Figure/build: Athletic (highly fit muscles are well defined)

 

Hair colour: Black

 

Hairstyle: Med length slanted front to back

 

Eye colour: Blue

 

Skin/fur/etc colour: Darkish pale

 

Tattoos: none

 

Piercings: none

 

Scars/distinguishing marks: none

 

Personality: Docile

 

Likes: Moonlight

 

Dislikes: Rainy days

 

Fears/phobias: Silver

 

Peaceful or aggressive attitude? passive/aggressive

 

Fighting skills/techniques: Bushido, ninjustu, kick boxing, karate, tae kwon do, street fighting, boxing.

 

Special skills/magical powers/etc: shape shifting, accelerated healing, speed, strength

 

Weapon of choice (if any): Long sword, katana, sai's

 

Weaknesses in combat: Silver

 

Strengths in combat: Moonlight

 

Backstory: 

 

I was out on a stroll on that fatefilled night. Little had I known that I was being watched.. I had taken my nightly walks from my village which sat not more than about 200 yards away. The night was cold, the moon full, and wind barely blowing. I heard a branch break from behind me. When I did I turned around to find my friend Joshua standing behind me. He had a wicked grin upon his face, one that I have never seen the likes of from him before. Just as I went to speak he took me by the neck lifting me up high into the air. In my amazement of his strength the answer as to why came quickly... he shifted into his beast form. Just when I thought i was free he swiftly bites me deep into my shoulder transfering his curse on to me.... After several years I learned to feed and kill. To shift and to hunt. I learned to survive on my own and how to fight... After so long I traveled enough roads until that night I was shown that path that lead me to my current home.... The BlackRose Manor.

Yahoo Screen Name:

night_mavinelli

AOL Screen Name:

[email protected]


Evalaine
Moderator
Female
About Me

Mother of two girls,an avid lover of anything dark and mysterious,which normally includes anything supernatural and fantasy-wise.Am flexable when it comes to rping I can generally go with the flow or against the grain to add spice and flair to the midst.

A naturally at ease woman until rialed and then the fire shall fly. I beleive kids are the utmost important in life and we as parents are in charge of how they are raized and braught up.


Character Name:

Evalaine

Character Age:

25

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

Evalaine was turned at the age of 25.As she was attacked by a vampire whom tried to teach her the life of being a vampire,as to carry on his legacy. She did not adapt well, Her captive teaching her the “usual” way of life for a vampire.

She soon branched out on her own, to set herself free, never wanting to be a "typical" vampire so she chose to drink blood only when needed unless being provoked, or attacked. Helping the humans when they are in need .

 

Yahoo Screen Name:

whitetigress2625


Amithia Nightshadow
Member
Female
About Me

I would explain about me but you know that would be to hard and long. So lets just say don't get on my bad side.


Character Name:

Amiathia Nightshadow

Character Age:

153 years

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

Amiathia, or Amia for short, doesn't quite remember much about her life. It is not saying that she is extremely old she just chooses not to think about it.

When she was born Amia's family was more than well off they simply ruled over the small village she lived in. But unlike most family Amia didn't let that get to her head instead she despised what her family did, using the people fear and hunger against them. So once she became of age she left the village she had grown up in.

Her life as a vampire is a bloody and angry one. She skillfully worked her way up the ladder in a small army and became a well know and high up officer in the army. she became an archer, she had been taught and worked hard to become the best she could be, by using this skill of hers she became a deadly assassin in the army, killing more people than her generals under her.

Once during the heat of a battle Amia ran out of arrows causing her to turn to the next weapon on her a long sword going into the heart of the battle she begun to fight along side her soldiers. As she battled she came to realize why she knew the fighting style of her enemy so well. Because up until several years ago the people she now slit open without a second thought has trained and learned along side her. This realization caused her to stop her swinging and in that one moment of thought one of the enemy, a friend of hers, brought their sword down slicing her face slightly. Leaving the scar she now bears.

After this battle Amia gave up her great and mighty position and became a traveler. With the fighting and death she had caused she was not one of the most well loved person in that area. So once more she took up what little she had and started out. This is when she came across one family that didn't despise her and the Manor they had.

Now that she has found this place she seems she can finally forget about her past and look forward to what is about to come.

Yahoo Screen Name:

gizmoblueblue


Kyo Enduro Howling
Member
Male
About Me



Character Name:

Kyo Enduro Howling

Character Age:

Looks 20

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

Kyo Enduro Howling is a lycan who comes from a very tragic past, he is a very distant and aloof individual he keeps to himself and has very little patients for others. He enjoys his solitude and is difficult to get close to. He dislikes people who need to be protected by others and is hard to trust in others. This all started in his past where he was nearly killed and came across a small village, he was taken in by the inhabitants who did not fear or turn from him they nursed him back to health and he lived a peaceful existence here for several years. Here he was taught how to use a sword and how to fight he quickly excelled at hand to hand combat.One day when he was out for a hunt his village was attacked by agroup of anti-monster extremist who were sent to "Cleanse"the village the leader of the group Chrono gave the order, Kyo returned to a destroyed town and a few hunters, Kyo managed to fightthem off. Now the soul surviver of the small village and blaming himself for the massacre he is constantly on the run his only objects he has to hold on to the memory of the village is the Mythril sword given to him as protector of the village and his headband that he wears all the time which means a lot to him. He still has yet to find some way to cope with his past however perhaps he could move on if he could trust again. He is difficult to get close to but if you care enough about him good luck opening him up. Aside from his skills with the sword and martial arts he is fond of cooking and is really good at it and he enjoys pool he is also a skilled guitar player and he cares for his guitar deeply.

 

Yahoo Screen Name:

Howling


Krystal Charm
Member
Female
About Me


Character Name:

Krystal Charm

Character Age:

189

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

Age Looks: 24

Age she is: 189

Race: Arch Angel/ Vampire

Temperament: Grumpy, Loyal

Occupation: N/A

Krystal Charms Bio:

 

Long ago Krystal and several other compatriots were chosen from among their peers to become a part of something much bigger than themselves. To take on a role that so many people strived for. Becoming a revered member, known as a hunter, of a special sect of arch angels. This sect was called the order. The purpose of the order was to eradicate all known traces of evil that had spread throughout the earth. Evil, through cunning and careful manipulation, remained elusive through human history. Thus, hunters were called to service based on the tenants of loyalty, bravery and efficiency.

Krystal was at the top of the order. Nearly untouchable in regard to her prowess. She served as the eyes and ears of hunters and was above reproach. Until her world came crashing down about her. It was only one mistake, but it would end up costing her dearly. During one of the most exciting hunts of her career, she slipped up. In that small moment where her guard relaxed, the prick of hollow fangs and icy venom flow into her neck. The vampires toxin mingled with her and caused change. Her silver hair, Icy blue eyes and tarnished wings were tainted with crimson hues.

The order kept a watchful eye over all their hunters to better monitor safety. However, when word of krystal's downfall reached them they were forced to take drastic action. They would strip krystal of her rank within the pages of the orders chronicles and seal away any record of her existence at all. All of her accomplishes were gone as if they'd never occurred. New recruits and old comrades alike were forced to deny ever meeting her.

Her friends and family were coerced as well. By messengers carrying the authority of the order with them and back by retribution that would follow if their wishes weren’t met. Meanwhile, krystal returned home to confront of the order. She had little choice in the matter after all. It was all she knew. The situation grew far worse, the order wasn’t content to merely erase her from life in deed and memory. She was to be put to death as well. Luckily, she managed to orchestrate her own escape. Fleeing the order's executioner. She was now on the run and a fugitive. Cast astray from the only purpose in life she ever knew. What would become of the former hunter? The best of them who’s wings had been not just clipped but severed by those she trusted.

*Baring twin parallel scars as a testament to her ordeal. She spends years on the run from her former compatriots. Always alert to danger, never going long before glancing warily over her shoulder. For now she has managed to raise the funds to construct her own business. Using a false identity to keep from being discovered. But the question is...how long will this ruse fool the order before its time to move once more?*

Yahoo Screen Name:

krystal_fire_charm


Temnota
Member
Female
About Me

Talk to me and find out. If you are too lazy to ask, I am too lazy to offer.


Character Name:

Temnota

Character Age:

26

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

Born into a high caste family that had been taken from her by plague. The remains of her home savagely murdered by invaders. Forced to flee with nothing but he clothes on her back she traveled endlessly mile by mile in the cover of trees and bushes running from the nothingness that threatened to end her exhistance.

Yahoo Screen Name:

bohemebrat


Chance
Member
Male
About Me

A lived vampire, having gone through trials both of learning, emotional and physical, he is dark yes but some people are attracted to it , get to know him if you dare


Character Name:

Prophets Chance

Character Age:

Old

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

A vampire, never an aggresive sort but has always gotten what he wants at least to survive, he can see reason and fairness, and can be a trusted ally who will defend your life or a quite enemy intent to deal death from the shadows

Yahoo Screen Name:

prophets_chance


Madison Garner
Member
Female
About Me
Takes on the form of a woman but is rarely ever seen.  
If you seek this creature; sight nor sound nor touch nor taste 
will aid you. There is only one sense that will not deceive, 
do not deny the the sweet roses. for if you see her it is too late, 
your blood and life are hers. 

Character Name:

Madison

Character Age:

Unknown

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

 

Yahoo Screen Name:

x_madison_gardner_x


Kaylin
Member
Female
About Me

I love to roleplay but find it hard to find someone/people to roleplay with. Most of them just want sex orientated roleplays, more than likely perverted old men lol. 

I hope you find me friendly and please if I begin to annoy you let me know. I'm told i'm annoying by some people lol


I live in New Zealand and I love living here


Character Name:

Kaylin

Character Age:

20

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

Name: Kaylin

 

Race/Speices: weather witch

 

Appearance: long black wavy hair, emerald green eyes, slender

 

Family: adopted by Marcia and Alec Evans

 

 

Whether Kaylikn was born or just appeared is unknown. A couple found her while they were out doing field work. They took her home and checked her over, wrapping her in a warm blanket and settling her down. Marcia and Alec name her Kaylin and take her in as their own child. They would spoil her as their only child. She learnt quickly how to walk, talk and do other skills children learn.

 

She grew up happy as part of the village the Evans's were part of. She attended school with the other children, and had good friends. She would partake in all things children do, play in the dirt, celebrate birthdays of friends, have pets, and played with her hair.

 

As she got older into her teen years she became attractive to boys her age. She was flirted with and sent flowers and gifts. But she didn't really have a boyfriend as such, just male friends. She spent time alone occassionally especially when she discovered she could do special things. When she was sad it rained and it sunny when she was happy, butterflies and birds were attracted to her. She could also slow down an object that much she could pull it apart and rebuild it.

 

The village soon found out she had these abilities and disowned her, they cast her out. Her parents could either leave with her or stay and sent her away. She was sent away on her own with not many belongings. She could only wonder about and help people without them knowing. She would help farmers grow their crops by making it rain, she would help fix things from a distance.

 

Now Kaylin just wonders and hopes to find someone or people to want her around, to care for her and she can care for them. She just wants a family again ..........

Yahoo Screen Name:

mystic_darkprincess


Jakx
Member
Male
About Me

I'm a unique kind of guy with many different ideas. If i tried to tell them all you'd probably get bored already. Needless to say that I have the hopes to becoming a writer and being able to put my dreams and ideas into novels so others may enjoy. I was introduced to this place by a close friend who thought I'd have fun. I do hope to meet many dreamers, writers, and just plan creative people in here.


Character Name:

Jakx

Character Age:

26

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

Finding a place to lay low as a thief is a hard thing to do, especially when you have all kinds of people wanting to kill you for what you know and have stolen. Blackrose manor and its estate seem the best place for Jakx to lay low for a time till he can stop thinking he might turn the corner into the tip of a sword. Many people look at him strange for the cloths he wears that are mixed from many foriegn lands, the katana sword on his left side, and the silver gauntlet claw that his on his left hand.  His form is athletic, his body as been through much, his brown hair is coressed by the wind, and his red tatooed green eyes that can pierce right through a person. His only weakness is knowing how great his skill is and not being able to keep silent much about it. His not afraid to announce his a thief and one of the best. Just give him a job with a decent amount of coin and watch him work.

Yahoo Screen Name:

dwarer


Isabella Crain
Member
Female
About Me

Some know me as A-Studden_heart, and some know me as dragonlover_25 but other then that I am me and want more talk to me, will tell


Character Name:

Isabella Crain

Character Age:

21

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

.Isbella crain, a human princess from a distant kingdom, once fell deeply in love with a vampire of unknown origins. He appeared to be a clanless nomad wandering between towns at will. The vampire, who in turn returned isbella's feelings, fought valiantly against its bloodthirsty nature in order for her to remain pure and unturned. But sadly, he disappeared under mysterious circumstance. Never to be heard from again. This lent her both experience with vampire kind and air of mystery that follows her to this day. but in her mind of the day he left, she love the poem i that she wrote in her head as she speaks of him "

Your golden eyes how they glimmer,

they hold a look of pure evil.

The coldness of your touch,

how it makes my body shiver.

I could not imagine life without you,

your life had ended years ago.

Mine will to this I know,

to be without you I cannot bare.

Every minute I want to share,

you can make it so.

I never have to let you go,

take my blood and make me yours.

I want this more and more,

it runs through my veins like no other.

This is what I have longed for,

you make me whole and complete.

Take me to the other side,

love me today love me tomorrow.

Love me now and love me forever,

I will be faithfully yours.

I will protect you till the end,

keep me with you for eternity.

Make me your bride,

and stay by my side. " But she knew in her heart it never be..........but who know........

 

 She was 18 when she frist met the man who she has no name of............she is princess of the late king of Drake Crain, she  knows nothing of her father or what he was as she was rise by her unlce King William............ who was the late brother of King Drake Her Mother was Elizabeth Crain she was the most beauitful , Isabella is just like her mother with the beauty , she die giving birth to Isabella......She not known of her mother aswell, so she hasnt have a clue of who or what she is.. AS there was a dark secert of her past of her family she was hope to find out, but .All she know that she is princess and still loved her unknown Charmer..............Now time had change as she turn by her lover Aiden BlackRose with the blood of her mother..she turn into a vampire and smiles as she now happy and now with Aiden BlackRose as now belong to him for ever......

Yahoo Screen Name:

dragonlover_25


Chaz Algo
Member
Male
35 years old
About Me

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Name: Chaz, Rygat Carmut 'King of Ghaashmog'

Age: (Appears) Either 16 or 32, True-age uncertain.

Build: Stocky upper body, lean mid-torso and below.

Oriented: Straight, unlikely to wed, eager to bed. Moody bastard, though.

Visuals: Tanned, heavily scarred when revealing his true-mortal age. Tattooes below the neck. Hazel eyes, altering hair color and armor from mutations.

Fealty: Gypsy's, Pariahs of his choosing, Tzeentch and Death herself. It is unlikely he will ever serve anyone beyond a personal devotion or honor by word. He is prone to erratic fits, entropic ideals, and thrives off anarchy and rebellion. However, he is a leader of his people and isn't a fool, nor is he without morality. Twisted, warped, and sadistic.. morality.

Details

Chaos Champion of Tzeentch / 'Taoist'*

Proficiencies- Swords, Shields, 'Kinetics', Reiki-Healing

Flaws- Madness, Broken Past, Dark Fates, Fallen Graces, Dreamless Wanderer

Possessions- Dragon Scale Shield, Chaos-Armor, and a rucksack of books and alchemical collections as well as other trinkets to pass the time and experiment with.

Dragon Orb is a permanent artifact, binding his soul. All it allows is the creation of dragon's eggs, over the years this makes his kingdom full of drakes and hydragons.

 

*An oriental-mystic system, he uses the elements to perform magic but uses personal spiritual-willpower to do so. Through Chaos, he sculpts this into true Eldritch and thusly magic of any sort can be drawn out, half the time his spells don't do what he wants.


Character Name:

Chaz

Character Age:

Unknown

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

Though often I go to great extents to recount the past, little more of it matters as aeons dribble into instants. You take such kind interest, allow me to abridge my journal in the following entry;

In the peak of RhyDin's growth, amidst a sea of souls was 'just another' bright boy. He had came from another Realm, another time, another history inter-meshing into the Nexus for Fate's humours. Needless to say, he didn't willingly place himself so far from a witless existance. All the same, there was a reason. Battle was his life, idle conversations in bar-rooms came between brawls. War was constant, and so he was kept busy.

Gypsy's were integral, he had faced Dark Lords within their own castle's walls and sood for the Light more times than he knew, even when calling his lot neutral-bound. They asked him, to be their champion in need. His response, became a sea of their enemy's blood. Millenia would pass, before any others dared to raise a hand against their Roma-ways. Among them he lived, becoming a part of their legends, only to fade into obscurity as the coin crossed faces. All his good deeds, ended slowly unto a night of Weird.

He had learned true-magic, bridging his path of spiritual-alchemy and perfection gave way to patina. Demonic possession and exposure into necromancy made him rebel against his grown-stoic life style. Curses reigned, and he tore off. Tears merged with anger, and never had he known such misery in all of his wounds. Laemkral found him, Chaz in his haunt and brooding more than ever before. Hope called out to them.

Always the zealot, in awe he was impressed and through Chaos he found both revelation and resolution. Purpose filled him, he moved on, finally? Aloof, inspired, those who knew him saw the changes. Noted his changes of interest, and used this to their advantage. Power only grew, and over time RhyDin fell into disinterest. Diaspora came to many, he followed the 'herd' and continued to terrorize Powers that be. Clans warred, Nations fell, Realms were made domain even to his flag. Over time, his incursions returned to Ghaashmog. Each time, he made his nation-state stronger. Always lusting, always thristing, and ever-changing he found himself growing Daemonic incarnate.

Raven? Why, she was the one who didn't run away it seems. Madness drentched him, a mystic who swore by the sword, and at times he was lost to the world. Migrations came and passed, but they never lost they way they smiled to one another. It was odd to him, Victor had 'made' her? He knew Victor, from an age past. When he was but mortal in age. The past... it haunts him beautifully at times, when not a terror of blood. Woe to those who harm his 'sacred kindred', for he returns time and again for only one purpose.

Not even Chaos, can demand of him the way bloodline does. Jaded, corrupt, and always so bright even when darkened to disarray Chaz defines himself simply. A romantic at heart, it is perhaps the only thing that has kept him from complete mutation, yes? I ask questions, because I can only read half the narration filling your mind. Things, I couldn't answer even if you asked. All I can tell you is this, be prepared to learn because knowledge is more valuable than information, and experience is our best guide.

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J'nali Anubel
Member
Male
43 years old
About Me

 My name's Justin Lewis and I live in the great state of Texas. Because the character I will be playing is female I wanted to make it a specific point to mention that I am indeed a male, dude, guy & bro. To the best of my knowledge my character is up for just about anything the game and its players can throw at her, but I didn't want there to be any misunderstanding as to the gender of my character's puppeteer; Y chromosome here.

 

While it's true that our characters can often times act as extensions of ourselves, I do observe and maintain a distinction between my IC self and my OOC self. I am open minded and difficult to offend, even if my characters may not share the same traits. I've been writing in some fashion since I was a little child, but it wasn't until HS that I found my preferred genre, vampires. I've written in various online communities both forum based, real time & PBEM. Those games have covered a wide spectrum of genres, but I always come home to the gothic vampire.

 



Character Name:

J'nali Anubel

Character Age:

True Age: 547 Years (Appears 17)

Character Gender:

Female

Character Background:

Nick Name: The Crimson Crone, J'ni (she absolutely hates this one)

Description: J'nali stands 5'11" 137lbs; taller than most back in her day and frail in appearance. Her dark crimson hair falls past her shoulders in straight tresses and she was fair skinned even before the vampiric blood worked its charm throughout her body. Light brown irises straddle a thin nose resting atop small red lips. She died having never given herself over to, or having been taken by a man and at times her femininity can become obscured. Strangely she looks more the witch in death than she ever had in life. She has a preference for dark clothing, usually long dresses with high collars but when such attire is impractical she can blend in easily with the day’s fashions. She may be pleasant to the eye and sweet to the ear but she has no qualms about taking life be it human or otherwise.

Breed: Like all vampires she possesses enhanced strength allowing her to jump further, lift or move heavier objects and run faster than mortals. She can seem to disappear in the middle of conversations but it's only a speedy trick. When the dark gift worked its way through her veins and transformed her into a vampiric being five and a half centuries ago the few abilities she had begun to learn through witchcraft started to show themselves in strange ways. At first they came completely against her will and she was powerless to stop them. Indeed she thought she was going mad and before her 100th year she had already seriously contemplated ending her unlife. But eventually she gained control of the visions and sounds that came to her and has since restrained it to an experience brought on purely through tactile contact. Similar to many psychics, if a place or object was involved in or housed extreme events she's able to pick up residual impressions through touch. It's almost like a burst of data that’s received all at once though there is no linear logic and once experienced the energy dissipates permanently leaving the inanimate object void of whatever energy it may have possessed.

Personality: Regardless of how she may come across, J'nali does not have it all figured out. She was never an overly cheerful individual, and since her rebirth as a vampire the closest she has come to happiness would be perhaps described as passive or content. In general she is quick to anger or hurt and her words can sting when she releases them unchecked. Filtering them only wraps them tightly around a core of wit and sarcasm, but her company can be pleasant never the less. She lives in the moment, and tries not to linger too long on the past. She has never been in love and her only memories of it are the foggy recollections of childhood. She puts little stock in their worth and tries to forget her mortal life whenever possible. Unlike some of her kind who secretly despise what they have become, J'nali enjoys the transformation and has ever since she was turned with the exception of her first few years when she thought she was going insane. She cared very little for her fellow man as a mortal and cares less for them now. As is the case with most Vampires, she has a hard time dealing with emotions that she did not experience in her daylight years. Processing new feelings is very difficult so she holds onto those that were with her last in a mortal life; melancholy, jealousy, hatred, revenge.

History: J'nali was born into a wealthy family five and half centuries ago. The land was distant and far removed from the valley of Blackwulf; times were tough, but her father made a good living off their vineyards. They were not so affluent as to be part of the Aristocracy, but they did have ties to the nobility and their lives were happy despite the times. Her mother was a soft spoken woman and rarely forced the girl to do anything she did not wish to do. Perhaps a bit more guidance and discipline would have saved J’nali’s life if not her soul. As she grew older she spent more time with the servants against her family's wishes and behind their backs; picking up their 'spiritual' beliefs in the process. She became enamored with their rituals and practices and eventually denounced her family to study witchcraft. Less than a year into her 'tutelage' a massive witch hunt spread through the countryside. She was arrested and tried for witchcraft along with many. Her father came forward in her defense, claiming she had been led astray, but it was to no avail. She was strung up and hung from a low hanging branch with little ceremony and left to sway in the haunting silence as a deterrent to all who bore witness. That was her life, and her death. But it laid the foundation for her next one, the pseudo life given her by the undead. It was a strong branch and a stout rope that she was left to hang from for 2 days, but cold hands finally removed her from the gallows, removed the noose from around her neck. She was brought across with less pomp than her hanging. She remembers his face, but never knew her creator. J’nali’s first attempt to sire a fledgling resulted in a pathetic excuse of a vampire who was not cutout for the trials such a life would entail. The relationship between the two of them appeared to be mandated out of guilt and a sense of responsibility to keep the weaker one alive. J’nali had been too young and not possessed enough strength to pass on to another. Out of loneliness J’nali worked the dark gift on her father 25 years after her own turning so that the apparent difference between their ages was more along the lines of a grandfather & grandchild even though in total years they were almost the same age. They have a tumultuous understanding that she reserves no special place in her heart for him though they may each pretend otherwise when the need arises. On the rare occasion that they have need or forced opportunity to speak to one another it is always the same, he reaching out and she pushing him away. Some teenagers never grow up. In moments of extreme anger or passion the extrinsic accent of her youth comes back to lace her words. It's always present but easily forgotten unless she wants you to notice.

Those events and many more that followed in the years to come shaped her opinion of what it was to be a vampire and it was not until she made the voyage over the seas to the new realms that she learned of the existence of Covens. She continued her witchcraft even in death while she and her father slowly created a name for themselves, but not before she'd lost her second fledgling to madness and self imposed immolation.

It is at this point we continue J’nali’s story. She has fled from her father Jareth and the estates she created, but she has not escaped from the past which seems unwilling to let her embrace any new life.

Weaknesses: She's not very understanding or tolerant of others opinions when they differ from her own. Temper can be both an asset and a burden.

Fears & Dislikes: Fire, lynch-mobs, Sunlight & Dogs, children, bright lighting

Vampiric Powers:

Auspex - the discipline of supernaturally heightened senses and extended perception

Presence - the discipline of supernatural allure, charm, attraction & emotional manipulation

J'nali's powers should be working on their base levels in a near subconscious state. Basically she'd be aware of her environment, including the emotional state of the company around her at all times, to at least some extent. The effects to most of which would be comparable to instinct or gut intuition. She can focus and direct the ability toward specific senses to increase their range and strength. It's important to note that traumas caused by sensory overload (i.e. loud noises, extreme lighting, physical attacks) while in this state last much longer and can be more intense. The sixth sense, or extended perception, exists outside of the five known senses of sight, sound, smell, touch & taste and can range from the relatively common ability to detect danger or trust from a person to the visual and audio bombardment of residual psycho kinetic energy contained within a particular space. The energy within that space could be contained inside an object or a place and even a living body. There have always been individuals throughout human history who have had the ability to perceive these phenomenons, and eventually there were those who were able to develop the ability. When you combine that unexplained ability with the supernatural inner beast that is at the very core of the vampire's power you have a mysterious power that has not yet been fully explored or understood by even the Vampire community.

Examples of Extended Perception and the phenomenon that it detects and allows its user to interact with can include, but are not limited to:

 

Hauntings

Ghosts

Knowledge or memories of events that were not witnessed by the user or recorded history, most often implanted into a space by an extreme emotional stain. It's interesting to note that nearly all of these stains are negative in nature which is to say it requires a concentrated dose of or prolonged exposure to those emotions commonly associated with sadness, death, pain, hatred or fear. Because the medium in which this information is imparted to the user is emotional in nature, the effect these experiences have on the user's own psychological and emotional state can be very disturbing and unpredictable. Users of this ability are inclined to be gifted channels to the realms of existence outside of those that mankind has yet been made aware.

 











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Malick
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Male
About Me

 


Character Name:

Malick

Character Age:

25

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

Malick is a mage human He is 6"7 black hair blue eyes 185lbs He is trying to learn as much magic anyway he can .his family are all died his mom and dad were battle mages they were killed in a great war his sister was sold into slaver raped and kill by the time he found her she was killed he has been alone for a vary long time

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Warwick
Member
Male
About Me

Oh god...im never good at telling people about myself..I am who I am and thats all that I am lol. Just joking. Im funny, nice, and as friendly as a trained sugar glider lol.


Character Name:

Warwick

Character Age:

24 by looks

Character Gender:

Male

Character Background:

Species: Lycan

Birthdate: unknown

Nationality: unknown

Religion: ???

Currently Lives: nowhere

Status: single

Height/weight/build: Skiny, 5'10" 165lbs

Tattoos: left shoulder blade: Red nine ball

Scars: One on his right side lower back, called "the sweet spot". Happened when a target managed to get a lucky stab with a knife. Whenever someone hits him there, Warwick gets paralyzed.

Talents/skills: Assassin, very stealthy, very agile. Shadowmelding: able to shift into a shadowy state for one minute. Must recover for five minutes after doing so.

Weapon of choice: Anything.

Personality: Calm and quiet, kind and friendly out of combat. In combat...scary, brutal, harsh, and seemingly different than his normal self.

Warwick used to be an assassin, trained in the deadly arts of stealth and murder. In his youth, young warwick was attacked by a lycan and left for dead. Luckily he survived but the curse somehow changed him. He had turned into a hatred filled monster whose lust for bloodshed only rivaled with his capacity for violence. Durring his career, he loved to just find new ways to torture and kill people...for Warwick..it wasn't about the money...it was about the pleasure in seeing the faces of those he stalked...seeing their last moments as he ripped them apart as a beast of shadow. Years passed; and slowly Warwicks mind took hold of sanity once again. He realized that this life...of uncontrolled, unchecked slaughter was not what he wanted for himself. Pulling from his lifelong job of assassination, Warwick banished himself from the world he once knew. He searched high and low for a way to control his apetite for death and destruction. More years passed; And Warwick began to control his inner demon, though...not as much as he had hoped for. Durring recent days Warwick has grown passive, calm, and submissive. The one thing that he seeks is a way to subdue his inner demon and stop the hardly controlable urge to kill for pleasure.

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johnathan blake
Member
Male
About Me

he was a slave in 842 a.d. to a warlord in england at the age of 26 a group of vampires took him down and turned him since he was turned he traveled the worled learning how to fight in 7 different fighting styles and creating one of his own as well his own fighting style is kind of his trump card johnathan blake though very wise is not one for politics and prefers to do the fighting over helping to run anything

abilities: Johnathan Blake is a very unique vampire due to the large part that he has a shattered soul where as most vampires have no soul. Having a shattered soul gives him a very unique ability known as "grind and shatter". grind and shatter is the ability to not only break his sword into multiple peices but also to make those pieces into living projectiles by pushing fragments of his soul into the pieces of the sword. while this ability gives him an increased advantage on the battlefield it also has its drawbacks which include temporary partial blindness leaves him in a weakened state and also slows down his reflexes to what might be considered lower than human level


Character Name:

johnathan blake

Character Age:

26

Character Gender:

Male

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