[hider=Jackson Grey] [b]Name:[/b] Jackson Grey [b]Age:[/b] Early 200’s [b]Race:[/b] Darkling [b]Faction:[/b] DarkWorld [b]Appearance:[/b] Jackson is tall and lean with black, unruly hair. It’s curly and unkempt, but it isn’t bad looking. In fact it adds to his roguish handsomeness. His features are mischievous and almost untrustworthy looking. His nose is average, his eyes light iridescent blue. When using his magic they look like blue orbs of fire. He wears a black leather duster over a red flannel shirt. His jeans are blue and faded, his black combat boots worn and used. A silver chain necklace is around his neck. [IMG]https://i.imgur.com/pz76LAP.jpg[/IMG] [b]Personality:[/b] Jackson isn’t exactly mean, he simply prefers blunt honesty to lies. He tends to swear quite often and is often seemingly amused at things. Despite this, he does generally do the right thing and often believes in protecting lives. Especially innocents. He realizes this is ironic considering he often feeds off humans. Still, as he see’s it, he has to do it to survive and he doesn’t kill any of them. Jackson has no problem killing those he feels deserves it or those that attack him. He often gains an air of arrogance when he fights. As he puts it, “Suicide is fucking selfish you know.” People tend to steer clear of Jackson as he is often seen talking to no one in particular, though they don’t know that he’s really talking to the demoness infused with his soul, Lilith. [b]Skills/Abilities:[/b] Jackson Grey possesses all the abilities of a Darkling. Inhuman speed, strength, senses, and access to demonic magic. In addition to all of this, Jackson is an expert on the supernatural. He’s proficient with handguns and very good with a sword, a katana to be exact. [b]Enchanted Objects/Equipment:[/b] Jackson wields an enchanted silver katana. This weapon is lethal to every supernatural creature in existence save but a very few. It can even cut through wards not designed to repel it. [b]Background:[/b] Born at the beginning of the Old West, Jackson Grey was born to two wealthy ranchers. He didn’t mind his life at first, and he remembers how much his parents loved him in the beginning. Sadly his Father took to drinking and things spiraled from there. They became poorer and poorer still, due to his Father’s constant gambling and miss management of the ranch due to his drunkenness. His Mom left when he was 15 and his Father soon started to hit Jackson. The slaves they had started being sold off, but not before his Father raped a few. Disgusted and put off, Jackson left at 16 to make his fortune in the world. He worked hard at the manual labor of the day and saved and saved. Soon he bought two revolvers, a duster, a horse and ammunition. He continued working but in his precious off time he practiced, even got a few experienced people to teach him how to shoot. When he was satisfied, at the age of 17 a year later, he began to hunt down his first outlaw. It wasn’t long before Jackson made a name for himself. He spent weeks hunting down a gang of criminals, and eventually he found them. They used what Jackson later learned was amateur sacrificial magic to bind him and knock him out. When he woke up he was in a pentagram of sorts drawn in blood and the laughing gang leader in his fancy suit told him what they intended to do. Summon a demon to possess him. Except it didn’t work out that way. Instead the summoned demon, appearing only to him, offered him a deal. He took it and experienced the worst pain he would ever feel in his life. He became a Darkling. With his new found power, Jackson Grey was introduced to the Dark World. He made himself legendary amongst outlaws and could not seem to die. As the years went by he tried out many kinds of lives, always settling in law enforcement of some kind. Even protected a little town as its sheriff. He avoided the War and traveled abroad in the years to come. He got to know the demon in his head. She was quite willing to answer his questions and Jackson soon discovered that she had no ill will towards him. Though he knew that if he ever got to the point that he was starving, he could lose control and release the demoness on the world. That said, she was nice to him, she made no moves to manipulate him, and their intimacy grew. She could project herself on the world through his mind's eye, and only he could see her. He could touch her too and it felt incredibly real. As real as anything else. He met a girl in 2012 called Rachel. He fell in love with her, and told her who he was and what he was. She was unafraid. However, the Dark World Council found out and since they couldn’t really kill him without also endangering themselves to a devastating degree, they offered him a choice. Fight in the war or your girlfriend dies. So he went to fight their war in the city Meridian. A vampire he had sired some years before named Ken looked after Rachel for him. Until they slept together. Ken, feeling the guilt of betraying whom he considered his closest friend, told Jackson what had happened. Enraged, Jackson broke it off with Rachel. He still fought in the war, for his own reasons and because he did believe in the cause. Grief driven he started an even closer relationship with his demon, Lilith. She came to love him and he her over the years. Jackson fights determinedly in the War still. [b]Other Information:[/b] Lilith is a demoness infused to Jackson's Soul and very being. She chooses to appear as a beautiful redhead with creamy white skin, lush curves and full breasts. Her nails are ruby red and long, almost claw like. She rarely wears clothing and her jade green eyes are like a cats. She has slightly pointed fangs and a seductive smile. [/hider] [hider=Lancelot] [b]Name:[/b] Lancelot Pendragon [b]Age:[/b] 600+ [b]Race:[/b] Vampire [b]Faction:[/b] DarkWorld [b]Appearance:[/b] Lancelot is a tall man, broad shouldered with shoulder length curly blonde hair. His baby blue eyes have a kind of honorable twinkle to them. He wears faded blue jeans, brown work boots, a button down dark blue shirt and a silver wristwatch. Strapped to his back his a longsword with an intricate crossguard and a silver dragons head as the pummel. His ears are rounded, his jawline strong, with a full neatly trimmed beard. [b]Personality:[/b] Lancelot is an honorable fellow. He opens doors for woman, he slays the evil dragons and he believes in good and justice. He speaks with a slight british accent and sometimes his gaze gets a faraway look, if you mention it, he will snap back to reality with a wide grin and an offer of a drink on him. [b]Background:[/b] Born in medieval England, Lancelot was a renowned Swordsman with unparalleled skill. He fights like the devil and revels in adventure. It wasn’t long before he joined Arthur's court and became a knight of the round table. He had his fill of adventure and fights, but it was soon he came upon the lady Gwenivere, Arthur’s soon to be wife, bathing a forest some distance away from the Castle. Embarrassed, Lancelot tried to turn away, but the lady called to him and he went. She kissed him and he kissed back and may have done something unhonorable...but she bit him. She drank his blood and then bit her wrist, forcing him to drink. She killed him then, snapping his neck. The life of a vampire wasn’t so bad once he realized he was still himself and did not have to be an evil creature. Gwenivere lived with Arthur through all his days, she never seeming to age, and his mind failing too much to really notice. How she did that, Lance did not know. When his old friend died, Lance and Gwen began their own passionate love. He soon discovered how much she reveled in being a Vampire, killing humans often and with too much relish. Wallowing in despair, Lancelot cut the head from her shoulders and left England. Centuries upon centuries later, he joined the DarkWorld Council as an enforcer of their law and pledged to keep their world hidden from humanity. [b]Skills/Equipment[/b]: Lancelot is incredibly skilled with almost any blade. A master, really. He’s good at tracking and hunting, and can ride a horse well. He wields an enchanted steel longsword very effectively. [b]Other Information[/b]: Lancelot has a strong like of alcohol, bordering on alcoholism, though he controls it barely. He’s very flirtatious. [/hider]