((Awesome Digi I was about to say her personality isn't really fitting for the RP, no such thing as sweets unless she means human blood or a favorite prey in the forest XD I think I need to post mine now too >.>))
Name: Jendreth (Or Dreth)
Age: 335 he appears to be in his early 30's
Gender: Male
Rank: Alpha Male
Personality: Jendreth is a quite male often times he is deep in thought about the current goings on, as a slave he would let his mind wonder constantly during the work they would put him up to. He was often times chained to the outside of the fortress in his lycan form because to the vampires it looked like he was observing everything when in fact he wasn't doing anything but letting his mind think about everything but doing his duty.
His temper is mild but when his word is brought into question or he is accused of telling a lie he can become violent, letting his more werewolf like instincts take over is something he doesn't do often complaining after he calms down that his head is now filled with violent images and it will take days to clear his mind for proper thinking again.
History: Having been born before the better part of the entire lycan race was enslaved, Jendreth knew freedom and knew the lands that his kind called pack territory. His whole hunting party was captured while pursuing a herd of horses, the vampires had killed off most of the wildlife in an attempt to weed them out and it was only starvation in the packs that forced them to hunt human livestock.
Having been a wild lycan most of his life adjusting to the changes that serving vampires required was almost unbearable to him, the chains, the collars the poisons... it almost drove him to insanity. But he refused to let his mind be lost in his work and instead he thought about how to become free again, he observed the vampires battle tactics and played over and over in his mind battle scenes, scenes of his own escape to freedom.
Alas he never got to use them even his brilliant mind could not come up with a way to escape the silver tipped shooting harpoons on the fortress walls, he would escape only to be killed on his way to the edge of the forests, it was beginning to become far too hopeless for him and his mind was running out of scenarios to run through, madness was sure to take him then...
It wasn't until news reached Dreth's ears of a lycan who defied the vampires that his mind began to repeat scenarios not only with himself but with all his lycan brothers and sisters fighting along side him to freedom, suffice to say his scenarios succeeded far more then they failed. When Lance sent a messanger to Jendreth one night saying that he was coming to storm the Fortress and wished to know if Jendreth's pack would fight with him it did not take long to tell the others and agree to fight when Lance arrived.
Jendreth was silently grateful for the lycan who gave his life to save all of them from a life of eternal servitude, they had won the battle but the question that constantly buzzes around in the back of Dreth's head won't seem to stop making itself known... have we won the war?
Picture:http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f195/ ... ndreth.pngName: Shandi
Age: 130 appears to be in her late 20's
Gender: Female
Rank: Medicine Lycan
Personality: Shandi is quite bold and a tad bit daring, she has no sense of personal space and doesn't believe in tactfulness.
'Don't butter it up just tell me straight...' Is what she always says when someone beats around the bush when speaking to her. She simply says what she means and she means what she says, its the truth of that fact that makes others angry at her when she says things about them that others wouldn't dare to do so bluntly. She has been told by others that she was lucky she was never caught and put into slavery, her owners would have no doubt killed her for speaking to them so boldly.
Other lycans often complain about her almost non-existent bedside manner when she is treating them, she believes it wasteful to use pain suppresent herbs when its just a silly silver arrow tip. Trying to make the patients feel better by using false mushy-gushy words of sympathy is something she gave up on a long time ago and she was bad at it anyways.
Shandi's ability to control her temper is a lot like her bedside manner, its almost non existent. If you piss her off you better be able to find another medicine wolf quickly because after she kicks your butt she won't give you a single leaf from her herb baskets to make the pain go away until the wounds heal on their own. This is the only area in which the Alphas have had to interveine, she has gotten into far to many fights to count and it was only under orders that she finally treated those she hurt. The council of elders have warned her that her job is to heal and if she continues to cause injuries instead of healing them she will be stripped of her rank and placed back in a pack position until her temper cools off.
Shandi got the position of medicine lycan after training under a now desceased lycan named Ikani, she was hand chosen because of her history, being raised by a human healer they thought she might have more knowledge about healing the wounded then even Ikani did. She had not wanted the place but duty called her to it, besides it was either that or be a hunter and she didn't want to run around chasing deer with the off chance of a vampire hunting party catching her.
History: Shandi was born in a barn, her mother fled leaving her in the care of the village healer and his wife who didn't know that she was a lycan at the time. She grew up as a human, both her parents and she herself didn't know what she really was and things staid peaceful until she reached what was for a human 'Teenhood'. She began the changes, cooked food tasted like rubish to her and she had random urges to rip off her close and just run, run and never go back. The woods called to her like a sirens song and when the full moon shone on her on the eve of her 16th birthday she changed into her true form and killed her 'parents', when she woke up the next morning she found herself in human form again only she was in a den of both human form holding lycans and a few lycans in werewolf form.
She wasn't frightened by the thought of being a lycan in fact it made her all the bolder, she felt strong and unbeatable for the first time in her life and no longer kept what she really wanted to say bottled up inside.
She grew up in the pack and told them of her experiences with the humans and of her human family, she felt little remorse over their deaths, she tollerated them yes but never loved them like they loved her.
When the battle broke out her pack ran with Lance to take down the vampire fortress, she fought as a warrior and treated what wounded she could until the explosion happened.
Picture:http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f195/ ... Shandi.png
