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𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Oryn is night made flesh
and he carries himself as such. He stands at 6', the
natural grace of a predator wrapped in his every
movement. Normally he wears the colors that
paint his life; hues of black and navy cut though
with bolts of shocking red that stand in stark
opposition to his alabaster hair. The length of
his hair changes with the decades, though he
has recently favored shorter cuts, slicked
back away from his brow. His eyes, dark enough
to drown, lack the warmth of mortal men,
instead they burn with something distinctly
wild. When unwatched, cruelty sharpens his stark
features, though for the most part he sports a
schooled expression of playful humanity - soft
enough to lull into a sense of safety, but with a
hint of something underneath as a lure. He
smells of smoke and something sweet enough to burn.
𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞 Born with the blood of a warrior, for years he
served as a battle leader for his own coven, defending
their territory with a vicious ferocity. Since joining
the Del Rosario coven, he's maintained his fighting
background in the role of a guard.

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𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫
𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐍𝐨. 𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

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𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 Oryn Drabek
𝐀𝐠𝐞 Turned at 34, reveals
his true age to none
𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 male
𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 Undying
𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐞 none
𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 tbd

+ 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 driven,
passionate, intelligent,
and confident
- 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 cold,
vindictive, ruthless,
capricious, and not
one to forgive

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 the taste of
victory, power in
any form, hard won
wars, bacchanalian
revelry, anything
thats richly hued,
verbal sparring (or
sparring of any kind)
𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 being
underestimated, the
heat of summer, over-
population, and any
prolonged interacction
with humans

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𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 Oryn seems like he is from a time before history.
His true age is known to only those who he has
turned, only to those he trusts, and they are few
in number. Still, if asked by the right person, on
the right day, Oryn will speak of wars old enough to have slipped between the pages
of the history books. He talks of empires that rose and fell, and of the endless,
beautiful cruelty of man. Wherever there was battle, Oryn followed on the heels of
death. And he was not alone. For a time he had a coven of his own, bloodthirsty and
vicious, they were his pride and together they wrecked havoc on the world. But like
his true age, Oryn never talks about what befell his coven, about how one day they
surrounded him and how they next they were simply gone. For a time he wandered
on his own, cruel as ever, but without a purpose, without a drive. Time passed him
by like a mirage, and though he traveled and drank in the changing world, there was
no attachment to it. Folding into the Del Rosario coven was less a conscious choice
and more one of vague interest - being on his own for so long, Oryn sought the
company of his own kind as a sort of balm against the chaffing loneliness.

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 On his own, Oryn is more monster than
man, made of anger and vengeance, with bloodshed
singing in his veins like the sweetest siren song that
he can never ignore for long. Intense in everything
he does, he has little patience for 'middle ground',
and often follows the whims of his capricious
nature. Still, following the loss of his coven and
the grating years of solitude, he has settled into
a pale mockery of what he once was - happy enough
to follow orders and play the role of dutiful soldier
for the time being so long as his base needs are
met. And Oryn is a base creature, rarely denying his
desires for sustenance. Carefully cultivated charm is the
mask he wears around those he does not trust - or
those he considers prey - and is perhaps his most
utilized facade within the coven. If ever he was a cautious
man, anger burned the caution up in a pyre centuries ago
leaving only a hallow recklessness. Kindness
for any beings other than his kind has too been burned
away -leaving him as likely to be loved as he is to be
reviled.

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i. Erika Sofia Leitner
ii. 28 / 174 years old
iii. del rosario vampire
iv. guard v. Meghan Ory
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vi. five seven vii. dark
brown hair viii. light
green eyes ix. lithe,
athletic physique
x. scent of woodsmoke
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xi. homoflexible
xii. animal blood? no sor
ry not for me I only drin
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+ cunning, persuasive
- A carefully masked tan
gle of the moments in wh
ich she can barely compr
ehend her own behaviour
and picks apart the aspe
cts of her personality tha
t are less than favourable.
In other words, she is not
without conscience altoge
ther. It merely shines thr
ough in sparse intervals.

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Being anything other than a vampire
and finding yourself in the company
of Erika means that you've already m
ade the first mistake. She's not a pa
rticularly ruthless person and hardly
the most notorious killer among any
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𝑮𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺 𝑪𝑹𝒀𝑰𝑵❜ 𝑨𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑶𝑶𝑹
𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐍❜ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍
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coven, but what she is is unpredicta
ble and manipulative. One moment, s
he may regard you as a sincere ally, a
nd the next, you'll be a plaything for
her to manipulate in some convolute
d narrative that only she would ever
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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑼𝑹𝒀
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄
𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑵𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑨𝑾𝑨𝒀
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understand. A different game altoge
ther from the one everyone else see
ms to be playing. She may not look
physically threatening, but she would
n't be a guard for the Del Rosarios if
she weren't capable of holding her o
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𝑯𝑬𝒀❟ 𝑺𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑳𝑬𝑻❟ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍❜𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃
𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓
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wn, even against those who appear
much stronger. But she is not witho
ut weakness, the greatest of them
perhaps being her distaste for hers
elf.

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✓ positive ─ ◇ neutral ─ ✗ negative
☆ family ─ ☙ friend ─ ⚔ foe
◆ respect ─ ◐ uncertain/conflicted
♥ potential romantic relationship
♡ romantic relationship ─ ● exes
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The second daughter born to a bourgeoisie
family from the finer parts of Victorian Lon
don. Jacqueline, modernly known variably
as Jac or Jackie, was the first of them to
be turned, and having felt her entire life as
if she was playing second fiddle to the char
ming Jac, Erika asked her to be turned. Lo
rd knows where Jac is these days, most like
ly off on some humanitarian mission that
Erika herself would only ever scoff at. Their
goals in undeath could certainly not be any
more different, but Erika supposes that it
was the same in life.
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Del Rosario

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i. Alaric William Lane
ii. 33 / 102 years old
iii. sylvaine vampire iv.
coven member v. Chris
Hemsworth
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vi. six three vii. golden
brown hair viii. piercing
blue eyes ix. muscular,
rugged physique
x. scent of cedar
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xii. loves casual clothing
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+ Alaric used to be fond
of company and any
manner of revelry, all
booming laughter and
bright smiles. Maybe
the right company could
bring him back to him-
self. ─ There is some-
thing brooding about a
mourning Alaric, like a
quiet warning of violence.

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Before Alaric was turned into a vam
pire, he served in the second world
war. Defending humanity in the tren
ches left a lasting impression on hi
m, even after he had left his own m
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𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋
𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 // 𝑰 𝑭𝑬𝑳𝑻 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑨 𝑺𝑶𝑳𝑰𝑫
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ortality behind. A sort of lingering f
ondness for humans, which led to hi
m partaking in animal blood as ofte
n as he could without losing his healt
h. Unlike some of his immortal peer
s, he never did consider himself abo
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ve the mortal kind, and did not mind
mingling with them in towns and bar
s when presented with the opportuni
ty. The attack changed everything fo
r him. Seeing his family reduced to s
o few has brought on a new distaste
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𝑶𝑯❟ 𝑰❜𝑳𝑳 𝑩𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑭𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑬𝑹
𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔❜𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑
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in him. Alaric has become less care-
free and gregarious, and more angr
y. He was always aware of the war-
prone nature of man, but to see it t
urned against him and his family ha
s driven a splinter into his heart.

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✓ positive ─ ◇ neutral ─ ✗ negative
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Alaric is from a working class family, in
the middle of five boys. He may have been
born among the soaring hopes of the years
after the great war, but he had to grow up
in the misery of the great depression. Bei
ng from a poorer family meant making a
lot of sacrifices, but losing a brother and
then another to illness was a price greater
than any of them had been willing to pay.
Then it turned out that the great war was
only the first of two world wars, and Alaric
was drafted at barely twenty years old. But
the war changed a lot for him. Emerging
from the horrors into a world that was re-
building itself filled him with unexpected
determination, and contrary to many of
his peers from the trenches, a brand new
love for life. But the world has a strange
sense of humor, as he found himself turn
ed into something that was not quite ali
ve and yet not dead. Alaric saw the bright
side of his circumstances, and took it as
his chance to live to the fullest for as long
as he could.
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Del Rosario

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Sylvaine

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[rigbees]

the few completed forms look good to me!
I've added those with first and last names to the character list : )

yes I'm posting this to bump to the next page in case whoever posts next doesn't..
if the forms aren't together I'll be sad