Emery Nagasharoh :: Weresnake and King of the Nagasharoh
Emery Nagasharoh is the young King of the Weresnakes. He is only seventeen and considered too inexperienced to become ruler by many who observe him. But he is more than willing and ready to prove them all wrong. His father died before he was born and his mother, the Queen, became the supreme ruler. He was born three months after her ascension to power, and not many knew what to think of him at first. He was born albino, and he was born blind. No one could tell he was blind for the longest time because he could get around by himself very well. But when he was being trained to fight, he seemed to be very uncoordinated and he received more blows than he made. They still couldn't figure out what was wrong with him because he learned how to hear, smell, and feel an opponent and their movements. Despite that he's a pretty good fighter, he is still quite vulnerable, but never asks for help. The Royal doctors finally discovered he was blind when he was ten, which came as quite a shock to everyone who knew him. His mother didn't make any changes to how he was treated and wouldn't allow him to be babied in any way since he wasn't used to it. Instead, he continued on with his young life normally. To say he was close to his mother is an understatement.The two of them were as inseparable as if they were one being. They loved each other very much, and always looked out for one another, though his mother looked out for him more than he looked out for her. She never remarried, so Emery did not have a father, but he had a father figure; a lifelong companion, a General of the Royal Army named Boreas, a Weresnake like himself. Boreas trained Emery in just about everything he knew that had to do with war; tactics, weapons, the art of warfare, etc. Boreas died when Emery was thirteen, and at age fourteen his own mother died, killed by one of the SEMBAO. He became the King, since he was the only child of the Nagasharoh and Heir to the throne. Since his ascension, he has faced both admiration and hatred from his subjects, and it took almost four years before they all began to respect him. Now he is a feared and dangerous King, talented and unpredictable. His blindness is not a hindrance to him, rather it has made him able to expand his senses and make him more powerful.
Weresnake - Matured
Immediate Kin: Valentine Nagasharoh (father, deceased), Evangeline Nagasharoh (mother, deceased)
Satellite: none
Weresnake - Matured
Immediate Kin: Valentine Nagasharoh (father, deceased), Evangeline Nagasharoh (mother, deceased)
Satellite: none
Keiran Draeyva :: Weredragon and Prince of the Draeyva
Keiran Draeyva; at age sixteen, he is the eldest son of the Draeyva Royal Family. He has soft, black hair that touches his shoulders and falls in his face. His eyes are a vibrant, ice blue, but look ultramarine in dim light. He is about an inch taller than average height, with a slimly muscled build. He is, as most would say, terrifying, not just in his changed form though. He is after all, a Weredragon. His dragon form is a glorious dark red beast with a lithe form and an aura of power. His ice blue eyes turn to an illuminative amber flame. His large red wings with spiked tips prove powerful in battle and in the air. Keiran is a very formidable fighter, using his skills to take down even the most dangerous of opponents.He is a very seclusive person, only ever opening up or showing emotion to his younger brother Adrian, whom he absolutley adores and loves. He used to be more open, but when his mother died, he drew back into himself, and has turned from being the more kindhearted happier person he once was and is now dark and silent. He is often seen, by Weres that is, flying just inside the mouth of the volcano and walking by the small rivers of lava. He doesn't mind the heat, being a dragon and all. He hates his father for some reason, but won't really say why. Many believe Keiran blames his father for his mother's death, but that is not so. He blamed his father for the disappearance of his younger brother Ash. He never complains or really feels sorry for himself, always concerned about others. He is considered to be a somewhat strange person, neither attracted to power nor hateful of it, neither good nor evil. He doesn't know what will happen to him in life, and all he can do is wait for the future.
Weredragon - Matured
Immediate Kin: Garsif Draeyva (father), Isis Draeyva (mother), Adrian and Ash Draeyva (brothers), Crystal Draeyva (cousin)
Weredragon - Matured
Immediate Kin: Garsif Draeyva (father), Isis Draeyva (mother), Adrian and Ash Draeyva (brothers), Crystal Draeyva (cousin)
Fino Throk :: Werehawk
Fino Throk - There isn't too much to say about Fino Throk. He has a past to be sure, but finding it is harder than it seems. He doesn't talk a lot about his personal life, nor does he like to divulge anything about himself in general. He's eighteen years old with dark golden hair cut in a buzz cut and dark blue eyes. He's sort of the military type, one might say; muscular build, often wearing army pants and combat boots with either sleeveless shirts or combat jackets.He often wears dog tags. They're his actually. He went into the army and graduated training early. He is now in the reserves, and hasn't been called out yet. He seems to be oddly content with his current state in life, or perhaps that is all a facade. It's hard to tell with Fino. He normally remains aloof and in silence of his solitude. He doesn't make friends easily, having a cold, prejudice disposition. Some people say they know him though, or say he looks familiar somehow, but they can't quite place it. Fino won't speak of his family, his backstory, why he's in the army, or really anything like that, unless you became his closest friend, then he might divulge some information. One thing is known, by others of his kind that is: he is a Werehawk. He can change into a fully matured Harris Hawk with beautiful, black and dark red plumage streaked with some whites and browns here and there and dark brown eyes. It's not quite surprising that he's matured, since he's eighteen and a Royal after all, well, technically. But not even the Werehawks know who he really is or where he came from, though often times they say he looks familiar or seems familiar. One day, he simply popped into the City and became a citizen. What kind of past he had, he seems to have left behind, or maybe the City of Winds is where it was, and he has simply returned to it.
Werehawk - Matured
Immediate Kin: unknown
Werehawk - Matured
Immediate Kin: unknown
Enethar Goth :: Werephoenix Satellite
Enethar Goth; yes, that is his name. Known by only a few, Enethar is a Satellite, a slave to those who are powerful enough to call themselves his master. He has finely tanned skin, the color of light bronze, somewhat smooth facial features, but noticeable muscle in his abs and arms. He has narrowed eyes, a golden burnt umber color, umber being a brownish red. His hair is soft, spiky, brown, but it seemingly changes to a golden ochre in sunlight and a sepia in dim light. When wet, it looks seal brown and reaches almost to his shoulders. He's of average height for his sixteen years of age, though he tends to act older. All across his back are very strangely shaped scars, though he will never say of how he got them.Enethar is one of the rarer Weres; a Werephoenix. In his phoenix form, he is a magnificent angel-like creature with flame colored feathers and slitted, amber eyes that seem to glow with an inner fire. Enethar's known story begins when he was three. He was found abandoned and alone in a city in the middle of nowhere that looked as if it had been through a war, an apocalypse, and an alien invasion. Overall outlook; destroyed and not pretty. He was found by Satellite trainers who had been passing by and decided to look around. They asked him what happened, but he never spoke, except his name, which he repeated over and over again until they finally told him to shut up. They took him to the City of Snow and trained him to become a Satellite. Though his greatest weakness is the cold and water, he adapted quite well and can withstand the cold for quite a while now. He is a formidable warrior and an exceedingly loyal Satellite, having known no other life. He still doesn't talk much unless ordered to speak.
Werephoenix - Circumstances: pain - Satellite To: none
Immediate Kin: none
Werephoenix - Circumstances: pain - Satellite To: none
Immediate Kin: none
Taaro Harcourt :: SEMBAO Arawnian
Taaro is none other than the fearsome and dangerous leader of the SEMBAO. He leads the Hunters with his dark heart and his even darker skills. He is fast, fierce, deadly and without known fault. It is because of his strength that he has come this far. He fought his way to the topmost ranks and came to power, having slain many Weres and humans alike, even Hunters, his own family. He does not care for trivial matters such as love, life, and hope. He believes that only with power can he gain anything in life. So far he has proven himself right, but how long can he continue to be self deceived? Taaro was the son of the most disgraced of all Hunters. His father had fallen in love with a Were. The only reason he hadn't been killed was because he had saved the Arawnian's life. In that, his debt was repaid. He was disgraced and banned from their ranks, still allowed to dwell near them, but no more. He married a hunter and Taaro was born. Taaro resented his father for what he had done. As soon as the Arawnian had died and a new one replaced him, Taaro's father was executed. Taaro was taken from his mother at age eight and raised as a full Hunter. He trained hard alongside his fellow Hunters, and his two brothers, one older, one younger. Taaro's older brother was the strongest of all the Hunter apprentices. Out of jealousy and hate, Taaro murdered him in his sleep, a knife to his throat. Taaro did not keep it secret, he freely told everyone. They saw it as a sign of strength and he gained much admiration from many. Others were wary of him. The Arawnian made no real note of it. His younger brother, on the other hand, took it quite hard. He grieved for his older brother for many months, each day growing more hateful towards Taaro. But he never sought to end him. By the time they were full grown Hunters, Taaro age fifteen, his younger brother age thirteen, Taaro began to seek the throne of the Hunters, the title of Arawnian. He became more ruthless, more ambitious. He slaughtered many Weres and humans, all in the name of the Hunters. By the time he was seventeen, he was nominated as the next Arawnian. At age nineteen, he became the leader. His younger brother simply faded into the background, even disowned himself from Taaro and taking on a new name. He is still there though, watching and waiting. Wether he seeks revenge, no one really knows. Taaro is Twenty years old now, still a dark hearted, deadly young man. He has dark red hair, almost the same color as blood. His eyes are a reddish-brown, like the color of mahogany or cherry wood. He is tall and muscular, and is often appraised for his looks, though he often shrouds himself in heavy clothes of white and black, going so far as to hide his face. He doesn't like to be seen or heard, always the silent, watchful one. Much like his brother, his younger brother, Ian St. James.
Immediate Kin: Barron Harcourt (father, dead), Lara Harcourt (mother, unknown), Gideon Harcourt (brother, dead), Ian St. James (brother)
Immediate Kin: Barron Harcourt (father, dead), Lara Harcourt (mother, unknown), Gideon Harcourt (brother, dead), Ian St. James (brother)
Ian St. James :: SEMBAO Hunter
He is the strong and silent Ian St. James; the cold-blooded, dark hearted Hunter. No one really knows much about him, and he'd like to keep it that way. Is he the strongest? Heavens no, if he was, he would be the Arawnian now wouldn't he? Ian is just a Hunter, nothing special in a Hunter's respects. They say his past was hard, those who actually bother to speak of him that is. It was, it was very, very hard. His father was the most disgraced Hunter in the entire party for having fallen in love with a Were. He didn't marry her, but he was still greatly disgraced. He was not killed though, he had saved the Arawnian's life and in that, his debt was repaid. So he married a Hunter and they had three children: Ian, whose name then was Saren, and his two older brothers. Everything seemed to be going alright for Ian, or Saren rather. He had his family, and he and his older brothers were learning skills only Hunters can ever learn. But then a new Arawnian came to power. His father was executed and he and his brothers were taken from his mother and put into brutal, Hunter training. His eldest brother, Gideon, was no doubt the strongest of all the apprentices. Until their brother killed him. Yes, Saren's older brother, the middle child, killed Gideon, slitting his throat in his sleep. Saren was horrified, devastated. Everyone praised his brother, said that the murder he committed was an act of strength and honor, but all Saren could see in it was the blood, the death, the loss. For months he mourned Gideon's death, and with great resolve, he rose through the ranks, determined to be the best, for his dead brother's sake. But his older, still living brother was ever cunning, growing in power and ruthlessness until he finally became the Arawnian. Saren let himself fade then, back into the shadows, becoming nothing more than just another pawn for his brother to toss onto the battlefield. He even changed his name to Ian St. James, shedding himself of the Hunter who loved and hated to become the cold, unfeeling shell that most other Hunters were. He hates his older brother, the new Arawnian, with such a burning fire in his soul it would take more than the City of Snow to bury it. But he will not kill him, not even if given the opportunity. He loves his brother, it's all he has left. And so he simply goes on, existing, keeping his secrets. If he cares for anyone or anything, who knows. He probably doesn't even have a heart in that chest of his. Ian is eighteen years old, with mid-length, messy brown hair and silver colored eyes. He hides his face with a mask, and uses it as his sheild. Against what? Against his feelings, his voice. He does not want to reveal things or confide in others, so he masks himself inside. He is silent and watchful, very much like his older brother, the Arawnian, Taaro Harcourt.
Immediate Kin: Barron Harcourt (father, dead), Lara Harcourt (mother, unknown), Gideon Harcourt (brother, dead), Taaro Harcourt (brother)
Immediate Kin: Barron Harcourt (father, dead), Lara Harcourt (mother, unknown), Gideon Harcourt (brother, dead), Taaro Harcourt (brother)
Harper Lynch :: Human
She's that old fashioned beauty you see in Jane Austen movies; the simple, quiet, observant girl in the background that doesn't say much, but seems to draw attention to herself nonetheless. She was brought up in a traditional way, her father being the son of rich aristocrats in Ireland. They moved to the City of Stones for business purposes, but for political reasons, they had to stay. Harper is only fourteen, with long, blonde hair, darker brown at her roots, and blue eyes that seem almost pale or silvery in bright light. She is very well mannered and dressed, but sometimes she has a rebellious side. She likes to sneak out of the house and go off wandering by herself. She's normally happy and outgoing, but can come across as a snob as she is very picky-choosy about who she associates herself with. It's not because she is a snob in any way, it's because she was raised to have good taste and higher standards. Harper loves to sing, dance, play the piano, and explore, especially outdoors. Occasionally, she likes to go shopping, eat at cafes or ice cream parlors, and read by the fireplace or a window. She absolutely hates heavy metal, country, and techno music, the color pink, and anything with nacho cheese. She usually dresses very fashionably, and appears like a model fresh off the runway. She doesn't detest being wealthy or smarter than most people, she remains indifferent to her situation and enjoys as much of her wealth and freedom as she can.
Immediate Kin: Collin Lynch (father), Mariah Lynch (mother)
Immediate Kin: Collin Lynch (father), Mariah Lynch (mother)
LOST SCRIPPIES
Rhulain.. something. A Werepanther Satellite whose circumstance for shifting was fire. His sister was Trisscar.
Trisscar. Also a werepanther. Her circumstance was water. Also a Satellite. Sister of Rhulain.
forget his name, but he was a werefossa and the owner of North Town.
Trisscar. Also a werepanther. Her circumstance was water. Also a Satellite. Sister of Rhulain.
forget his name, but he was a werefossa and the owner of North Town.