[i][b]Hunters[/b][/i] [hider=Draco Russ] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/44/47/0c/44470c1faeb994a329540df6b2a0fc25.jpg[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Draco Russ [b]Appearance:[/b] Standing at around six feet, four inches (give or take) results in Draco normally being the tallest in the crowd (Through he has encountered several people taller then himself). He has often been told that he has the broad shoulders and slim physic to be a natural born swimmer. His white skin is quite pale due to his somewhat nocturnal lifestyle, through it does match his blue eyes and brown-blonde hair rather nicely. There was once a time where Draco was a handsome young man that could make a young woman's heart swoon; That ended during his first hunt. A misstep while dodging resulted in a werewolf leaving him without a nose and a monstrous looking scar running sideways across the middle of his face. He will normally wear a cloth mask that covers the lower part of his face to cover this horrible scarring up. [b]Age:[/b] Appears to be in his Early to Mid Twenties (24 to be exact) [b]Personality:[/b] Life has turned Draco into a highly cynical, jaded man who struggles with nihilism; He wants to believe that there is some kind of god or at least some purpose to all the pain and suffering that he has gone through but he just can't and it causes him to suffer bursts of depression and anger. Despite this through, he can still recognize when someone else is having a hard time and it is hard for him not to feel some sort of empathy and desire to help them. There are times when he hates the fact that he is such a caring soul because there have been plenty of times where trying to be the nice, understanding guy has only resulted in him getting hurt but deep down he wouldn't have it any other way. [b]History:[/b] Much like many other hunter clans, the Russ family have a long and proud tradition of prowling the night to stalk and destroy those that would threaten the innocent and defenseless; Unlike many of their peers through it was rare for them to go out into the night with the intentions of hunting down a witch. The Russ family favored hunting the supernatural beast of the night, such as werewolves and the like. Draco was raised in the somewhat abusive shadow of his father Johnathan, one of the most strong willed and stubborn hunters the family had ever produced. After a lifetime of hunting beasts, Johnathan lost both of his shins to a werewolf and was told by a doctor that he would never walk again; Six months after having his feet sewn onto where his knees should have been, Johnathan walked right up to that doctor and punched him in the kidneys despite his massive loss of height. When Draco went out on his first werewolf hunt he slipped up, growing overconfident during the battle with the beast and gave it all the opening it needed to try and rip his face off with a swipe; The loss of his nose and the ugly scar across his face is a permanent reminder of the dangers of overconfidence. [b]Signature Weapon:[/b] A custom weapon created by the Russ family, the saw-cleaver is designed to be used against large, quick moving beasts that can heal from injuries at an accelerated rate by being light, sturdy and able to inflect large, nasty wounds that are hard to heal even for the supernatural. The blade itself is a fusion of silver and steel and is often cleaned/coated with a wolfsbane elixir before every hunt. [b] Things they look for in a partner:[/b] Draco wants to meet a woman that can make him happy and who can look past the fact that fact that he is a horribly scarred person (in the physical, mental [i]and[/i] spiritual sense). Rank: High Ranked Acolyte [/hider] [hider=Bartolomeo Peckish] [img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/pathfinder/images/7/77/Darius_Finch.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20080608160113[/img] [b]Appearance: [/b] A well educated young man with blond hair whom has clearly come from a higher class (likely noble) family, Bartolomeo lacks the scars and markings of someone who does physical labor for a living. His skin and weight appear to be completely healthy and the look in his eyes are devoid of the hardships that haunt the thoughts of others, suggesting a boy who has never had to experience hardship before in his life. The fact that his clothing appears new and well made is more then enough to suggest that he comes from money, but he is almost always seen with a book of some kind on his person. As he walks, he is always seen carrying a silver coated cane that rattles whenever he planted it on the ground, reveling to all those who can hear and have experience with such things that it is a sword cane that he carries because it is a gentleman's weapon rather then because he needs it to help him move around. While traveling, he will always be wearing a fine pair of brown leather gloves on his hands, matching the rest of his outfit rather fashionably. Poking out of his shirt pocket he will generally have a stem of pressed and dried out lavender, it's pleasant scent still lingering long after the process was made to preserve it. [b]Age:[/b] 16 [b]Personality:[/b] Bartolomeo Peckish is a relatively polite young man who has clearly been brought up to understand that he was born into a class of people that was... honestly, just plain and simply better then the classes lower then him. This doesn't mean that he looked down on the lower classes like some nobles did however; For him, being noble born just means that he was born with the potential to do more then most and thus it was his duty as noble to step up and improve the world around him. Exactly how he came to the conclusion that the best way to serve mankind was by becoming a hunter is somewhat unclear, but if asked directly his answer will generally betray the fact that he appeared to have been raised on stories of the great and mighty beast hunter, slaying packs of supernatural creatures and earning the hand of a beautiful princess and half a kingdom for their troubles; His decision seems motivated by a mixture of hero worship and a desire to set himself and any children he may have up for generations to come. While it is clear that all of his information on the supernatural have come from books rather then personal experience or proper teachings from a mentor, it is clear that the reason he has come to Seren's Folly is to find one or more hunters who would be able to give him the education that he lacks. [b]History:[/b] Being born as the fifth, youngest child (and forth boy) of the Peckish family ensured that while Bartolomeo would grow up in an environment where he would be safe from such things as starvation or hard work, he was doomed to a future where bar some outlandish twists of fortune and fate he would be unlikely to inherit anything substantial from his father. He wasn't even in a position to be a useful spare in the event that his eldest brother died he had at least two other older brothers ready and able to step in. Since he was practically a waste of time and resources to bother investing the training required to manage the families lands or fulfill its duties for the higher nobility, Bartolomeo's education was largely left to the family priest with the idea that he would seek to make a living in the church... but he had other ideas. Finding a number of books about hunting the foul creatures that stalked mankind and lurked in the night (and the rewards one could get for doing so), he made the decision to become a hunter to secure a future for himself while being of service to mankind. It was a noble quest to be sure and his father easily approved of it since... well, either his youngest son would earn a successful future for himself while bringing honor and glory to the family name or he would die and thus no longer be a lose end to the succession. Given some good equipment and directions towards a town that would offer him the best chance to learn what it meant to be a hunter, Bartolomeo Peckish took to the road to get to Seren's Folly with high hopes and dreams of the future. [b]Signature Weapon:[/b] It's rather hard to miss Bartolomeo's silver plated swordcane since the shine of the silver itself tends to draw the eye to it. The blade itself is just normal steel however, through it is clearly well made. [b]Things they look for in a partner: [/b] He is a romantic at heart... but a romantic that would prefer a woman of higher class/noble birth like himself to save himself a lot of heart ache and hardship. [b]Rank:[/b] Novice [/hider] [i][b]Witch[/b][/i] [hider=Pandor] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ea/80/72/ea8072e7ba70bf165ce47e8beabd2263.jpg[/img] [b]Appearance: [/b] Due to the nature of Pandor's signature power, no one actually know what his original face, form or even gender is for certain. Whatever it might have been, he seems to prefer being male since that will generally be the gender he falls back to and generally uses the most. While the flesh and body might change, what remains consistent is the red hood and the white mask that he wears when he isn't pretending to be someone else. [b]Age:[/b] Impossible to tell from appearance alone, but he's actually in his mid twenties age wise. [b]Personality:[/b] Pandor is one of nature's actors and thus it is really difficult to pin down a personalty... at least, pinning down what his actual personalty might be. Some suspect even he doesn't fully know what kind of person he is at heart, since when someone asked him what it was like to be a shape shifter he answered "You have to be careful. You spend too long pretending to be other people and sooner or later you'll forget who you're meant to be when you're not wearing the mask." While he would never admit it, the reason he wears his trademark mask when he isn't required to pretend to be something else is because he no longer remembers what he originally looked like and the mask... comforts him. It gives him a sense of identity that when the mask is on, he is himself. As such, he will come down on anyone who tries to steal or damage his mask with anger and furious vengeance that will be shift and brutal. Even allowing someone to touch his mask is an act of trust that goes beyond words for him. [b]History:[/b] Pandor has told numerous tales of his origins. He has claimed to have originated as one of many children born to a farmstead up near the frozen north of the world whom joined his father one day on a raid of the south lands and simply never returned north having been born with the ability to change form at will, the son of a doctor who lived in the far east who uncovered the secrets of how to change his form in ancient occult texts before before forced to flee his homeland due to a war... and one interesting tale about being a noble born from a distant land whom had come across the occult when normal experiences and sensations grew boring. Which, if any, of these tales are actually true he keeps completely to himself. What is known for certain is the day that he arrived at the Coven almost a decade ago. A young boy with the ability to change his appearance at will, with time and training by those who understood magic and the occult he was able to grow his ability from just being able to change things such as hair and skin color to being able to shift his body, gender and even species as he wished. In return, he has dedicated himself to the Coven as a family that understands him and works as an agent to ensure its safety against outside threats. [b]Special Power:[/b] Pandor is naturally gifted as a shape shifter, being able to alter his body to take on the appearance of anyone or just about anything mundane that he wants provided that it is a living creature. While he is taking a non-human form, he gains access to the abilities that have... provided that they are a result of a physical characteristic of the body in question. His shape shifting does not allow for the use of any magical abilities that the creature may possess. For example: If he was to take the form of a spider, he would be able to climb most surfaces easily because that is a physical trait. If he was the take the form of a venomous snake, he would have venom because the venom sacks are a physical part of the snake. If he took the form of a cockatrice however, he would not have its death stare since that is a magical ability and not a physical one. [b]Things they look for in a partner:[/b] Pandor doesn't really know what he is looking for in a partner... but he feels like he'll know it when he finds it. Rank: High Ranked Acolyte [/hider]