[center][Hider=Sean Stone] [color=lightgray][CENTER][img]https://i.imgur.com/ZxYFKpN.png[/img][/CENTER] [table][row][/row][row][cell] [center] [Img]https://i.imgur.com/gdN0Ggv.jpeg[/img] [color=black][sup]__________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [sub][h3][color=olive]Basic Information[/color][/h3][/sub] [color=black][sup]__________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [sub] • [color=tan][b]Name[/b][/color] | [i]Sean Stone[/i] • [color=tan][b]Nickname(s)[/b][/color] | [i]Hollow[/i] • [color=tan][b]Age[/b][/color] | [i]30[/i] • [color=tan][b]Gender[/b][/color] | [i]Male[/i] • [color=tan][b]Birthday[/b][/color] | [i]3 October 1996[/i] • [color=tan][b]Race[/b][/color] | [i]Human/Warden[/i] • [color=tan][b]Rank/Status[/b][/color] | [i]Field Warden, Mercenary[/i] [/sub] [center][h3][color=olive]Appearance[/color][/h3][/center] [color=black][sup]__________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [hider=] [sub] • [color=tan][b]Height[/b][/color] | [i]6ft[/i] • [color=tan][b]Build[/b][/color] | [i]Athletic, muscular[/i] • [color=tan][b]Eye Color[/b][/color] | [i]Brown[/i] • [color=tan][b]Hair Color & Style[/b][/color] | [i]Straight, short, brown[/i] • [color=tan][b]Skin Tone[/b][/color] | [i]Fair, slightly tanned[/i] • [color=tan][b]Notable Marks[/b][/color] | [i]Several rose tattoos along his neck, torso, and arms; a piercing in each earlobe[/i] • [color=tan][b]Typical Clothing Style[/b][/color] | [i]Cargo pants, muted colored shirts with matching shoes or boots[/i] • [color=tan][b]Aura/First Impression[/b][/color] | [i]Difficult to read. Mysterious, yet unnerving [/i] • [color=tan][b]Voice[/b][/color] | [i]somewhat deep, smooth, slightly airy[/i] [/sub] [/hider] [center][h3][color=olive]Relationships[/color][/h3][/center] [color=black][sup]__________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [hider=] [sub] • [color=tan][b]Openness to Friendship (1-5)[/b][/color] | [i]2[/i] • [color=tan][b]Openness to Romance (1-5)[/b][/color] | [i]2[/i] • [color=tan][b]Romantic Preferences[/b][/color] | [i]He doesn’t mind a fling, it’s not like he thinks he’s going to get hitched in this line of work[/i] • [color=tan][b]Current Romantic Interests[/b][/color] | [i]Insert[/i] • [color=tan][b]View on Forbidden Relationships[/b][/color] | [i]It’s better than being food or their puppet[/i] • [color=tan][b]Biggest Turn-ons[/b][/color] | [i]✦Displays of competence or grace ✦Confidence ✦Independence ✦Reliability[/i] • [color=tan][b]Biggest Turn-offs[/b][/color] | [i]✦Overdependence ✦Carelessness ✦Unpredictability ✦Lack of motivation[/i] • [color=tan][b]Known Acquaintances[/b][/color] | [i]Elodie Ashbourne, Locke Devlin, Angel Beaumont, (will update if anyone else is interested)[/i] • [color=tan][b]Known Enemies[/b][/color] | [i]None (will update if anyone is interested)[/i] • [color=tan][b]Known Family[/b][/color] | [i]Father - Sylas Stone (deceased)[/i] [/sub] [/hider] [/center] [/cell] [cell] [b][color=olive]Psychology[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] • [color=tan][b]Hobbies[/b][/color] | ✦Weapon cleaning ✦Discovering new elements of Halcyon on foot ✦Cruising through the city ✦Conducting research ✦People watching • [color=tan][b]Likes[/b][/color] | ✦Productive work ✦Coffee ✦Red Meat ✦A challenge ✦Studying his adversaries ✦A good joke here and there • [color=tan][b]Dislikes[/b][/color] | ✦Not meeting his own standards ✦Wasting time ✦Bickering ✦Warden Internal Affairs ✦By-the-book Wardens • [color=tan][b]Fears[/b][/color] | ✦Discovering which memory he lost ✦The Warden being right about the veil ✦For his wallet if he’s around Angel when she’s hungry • [color=tan][b]Habits[/b][/color] | ✦Watching the “drones” drone about ✦Daily exercise ✦maintaining his weapons ✦Sometimes he pats his pistol holster for luck when seeking his next job opportunity ✦Poor sleep schedule • [color=tan][b]Vices[/b][/color] | ✦Caffeine Addiction ✦Callousness ✦Shamelessness [/indent] [b][color=olive]Core Motivation[/color][/b] [indent] Sean only desires to perform what he's good at while making the best of life in Halcyon. He's accepted that anyone emotionally invested in this “war” is just taking the long path in realizing they've already lost the game. He'll live by his own terms, not guided by a code or empty loyalty. [/indent] [b][color=olive]Personality Overview[/color][/b] [indent] A Warden without a code or sense of duty is a dangerous element on the streets of Halcyon, and Sean knows this full and well. To be free in this way is something he values greatly. To most, he comes off as a bit of a mystery, as his motives seem to be too simple to be true. Wardens, Vampires, Lycans, Fae; one thing most could agree on was that, despite his weak motivations, he was highly driven and thoroughly precise in doing what needed to be done. When Sean set his attention on a task, he stuck to it and kept his word on its completion. Sean often pities the vengefulness of other Wardens, finding their feelings to be their self-constructed cage within this prison of a city. To him, such feelings were limiting and blinded one to the big picture. He knows there are some sick fucks in the ranks of each faction, and he's willing to put them down, but similarly, there are others that are simply trying to thrive in this ruthless steel neon-lit jungle of a habitat. Being unbound by a vendetta allows him to keep a level head in a fight with any foe, monster or otherwise. He doesn't mind being heartless at times for he knows he must be as the creatures of the night are relentless. Sean is not a fan of two things: bickering and wasting time on trivial matters. He would much rather give up on an argument than continue on, and is straightforward with most things. He's not the most open about all his methods, but is willing to share enough for those he works with to succeed. He tells people what he thinks they need to know, but only that. When he's not engaged in his work with or against the supernatural, Sean is cool and casual. He might jest a bit, but it's usually in the form of a sidebar comment or a backhanded compliment. [/indent] [/cell][/row][/table] [color=lightgray] [table][row][/row][row][cell] [b][color=olive]Background[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] • [color=tan][b]Current Occupation[/b][/color] | [i]Warden/Mercenary[/i] • [color=tan][b]Level of Schooling[/b][/color] | [i]Homeschooled[/i] • [color=tan][b]Socioeconomic Status[/b][/color] | [i]Corrupted[/i] • [color=tan][b]History Summary[/b][/color] | [i]For Sean Stone, becoming a Warden was not a matter of choice, but his birthright passed down by his father, his father’s father, along with a long-spanning lineage of men and women who fought tirelessly against the creatures preying upon the vulnerabilities of humanity. The Bastion was his second home, and those trained alongside him from childhood were his brothers. From a young age, Sean knew who he’d be and what he’d be for the city of Halcyon: a crusader of humanity and the last line of defense between the longstanding veil and the beasts that yearned to breach it someday. Sean promised that horrid day would never come, not through words or wish but through action. His training was intensive as his father ensured there was no room for his life to veer in any direction except for the path his forefathers laid in blood, sweat, and duty. As a young man, Sean filed into the Warden ranks, from Recruit to Field Warden. He operated as cold as the steel he carried and performed with noteworthy precision, yet curiosity was his devil. More knowledge granted his mind a wider berth of ideas and tactics used to exploit his adversaries. Still a cog in the system, but one that spun at its own unique pace, one that had questions that should never be asked. It was the strong that let faith lead them against heretical ideas and challenging questions, after all. It’s what his father did, and it was also what got him killed in the line of duty. He died a proud Warden who never faltered, so that was the path Sean chose to take. In commemoration of his father, Sean invested in getting a tattoo of a rose on the left side of his chest. The first of several he would mark upon his body. [Color=cornflowerblue]A temporary shield…[/color] [color=tan]How long would this war against the dark last?[/color] [Color=cornflowerblue]The unnatural wiped out forever…[/color] [color=tan]What did complete eradication look like?[/color] [Color=cornflowerblue]One day, Halcyon itself must burn…[/color] [color=tan]Can we even trust the Fae concerning the veil?[/color] [Color=cornflowerblue]A necessary evil to contain the nightmare…[/color] [color=tan]Why does this feel…?[/color] The questions plagued him with each brother who fell in the line of duty. He stained his skin with each comrade he lost. He killed everything he was assigned to kill. Men, women, and children of the dark had no refuge when caught in his sights. And who was it all for? Them? The ones who walked around as if nothing was happening, absorbed in their weak ideals and fleeting desires… the weak? The ones who ignorantly welcomed and embraced the monsters with no knowledge of those who risked- Who wasted their lives attempting to fulfill an oath… a dream… [color=red]A temporary shield…[/color] [color=tan]Made permanent.[/color] [color=red]The unnatural wiped out forever…[/color] [color=Tan]Lofty.[/color] [color=red]One day, Halcyon itself must burn…[/color] [color=tan]A day that will never come.[/color] [color=red]A necessary evil to contain the nightmare… A necessary evil to contain the nightmare… A necessary evil to contain the nightmare…[/color] [color=tan]A lie[/color] Time, violence, and loss left the promising crusade jaded and vexed after the loss of his last childhood friend, who served in his squad. He thought he had been numb to this type of thing by this point, but it was the last one that hurt the most. Taking temporary leave of duty, which became more permanent with each passing day. Sean left with nothing but his pain of loss, vices, and, of course, his devil. With no desire to rejoin the Wardens and their empty duty, Sean, curious as he was, the man went looking for something to keep him busy. He just couldn’t see himself working amongst drones of society, and his skillset could be put to use. Unfortunately, the searching was the difficult part. Without reliable leads or useful contacts outside the Wardens, Sean found himself lost moving through the streets of Halcyon. As he wandered as a stranger to the city that he should have considered his home, it came to life around him in ways he had never managed to notice before. There were moments when he felt as if he knew where he was going, despite not having a specific destination in mind. His desire for guidance was exactly what led the lost man to where he needed to be. Whether destiny or trickery, Sean found the large doors before him, and his devil encouraged him to step right through them and enter [b]The Fated Thread[/b]. The Fae within the enchanted store was unlike others he had encountered previously. Korinna was her name. The two did not converse long before the deal was struck. It was odd how the two both knew what they wanted. [B][color=lightgreen]"...to find your future, you must surrender your past…”[/color][/b] Sean figured he could choose something ingrained in him, something he could never forget, no matter how powerful this Fae seemed; she couldn’t just take someone from his past. Who was it? He couldn’t recall. How much did they mean to him? He couldn’t feel it. It was almost as if they had never existed, to begin with. What was it? What was missing? The love, the laughs, the joy, the years… all of it gone in mere seconds. All for a leather pistol holster that softly pulled him in the right direction to someone who needed work or required firepower. Vampires, Lycans, Fae… the client didn’t matter because, to him, it was the same old shit he was doing for the Wardens with a little extra on top. The crusader for humanity turned mercenary for his interests. Extortion, assassination, debt collection, strong-arming, sabotage, bribery, the list goes on. To Sean, Halcyon, the city beneath the veil, was nothing but a cruel game created by the Fae, and he was choosing to play on his terms. There was no end to this war waged in the darkness. There was only blood, profit, and power, and Sean found a comfortable place amongst it all. Living in a duality between his work with the Wardens and the other factions wasn’t easy, but he accomplished it using the moniker “Hollow” while operating ‘independently.’ Things for Sean had been going as smoothly as they could be. He’s acquired clients, a reputation, and some unlikely acquaintances in his new line of work. Sometimes it’s ugly, but what he had been trained to do since childhood was never not ugly. However, recently, he somehow managed to pick up a stray in the form of a woman unwillingly turned into a vampire. Normally, he wouldn’t get himself involved in such cases, but he can’t help but feel responsible for what happened to her. He chose this life… she did not.[/i] [/indent] [/cell] [cell] [b][color=olive]Race-Specific Questions[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] [hider=Race Info][b][color=olive]▸ Wardens[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] • [color=tan][b]Enhancement Use (if any)[/b][/color] | [i]Resorts to using Nightshade-X when under pressure[/i] • [color=tan][b]Preferred Weapons[/b][/color] | [i]Firearms but will alter his loadout using Warden standard-issued weapons[/i] • [color=tan][b]Willingness to Break Warden Code[/b][/color] | [i]Only applies amongst other Wardens[/i] • [color=tan][b]Views on Fae[/b][/color] | [i]Tricky bastards. I just treat them like con artists, except that seamstress lady.[/i] • [color=tan][b]Views on Vampires[/b][/color] | [i]Most of them are pale, uppity, and power-hungry. That changes real fast when you give them a taste of mortality[/i] • [color=tan][b]Views on Lycans[/b][/color] | [i]Surprisingly organized, sure, but no matter how self-disciplined they believe they are, their emotions rule them. That is something I capitalize on[/i] [/indent] [/hider] [/indent] [b][color=olive]Miscellaneous[/color][/b] [sub][sup][color=black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/sub] [indent] • [color=tan][b]Theme Song[/b][/color] | [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHcJepz3QW0][i]Minus Sixty One[/i][/url] or [url=https://youtu.be/Jx5KJQb0pDo?list=PLbQkZ0-M4gS3vI9IkX8P5_jxLSoM7wrZ7][i]Dream is Collapsing[/i][/url] • [color=tan][b]Favorite Food[/b][/color] | [i]Medium Rare Steak[/i] • [color=tan][b]Favorite Animal(s)[/b][/color] | [i]Lycans[/i] • [color=tan][b]Favorite Music Genre[/b][/color] | [i]Something to get the heart thumping[/i] • [color=tan][b]Favorite Haunt[/b][/color] | [i] The Honey & Hemlock Cafe, The Velvet Bite[/i] • [color=tan][b]Signature Weapon[/b][/color] | [i]M70 Rifle (w/ suppressor) [/i] • [color=tan][b]Preferred Vices[/b][/color] | [i]Caffeine and bums cigs if he’s feeling too antsy, but any source of nicotine will do[/i] • [color=tan][b]Pet Peeve[/b][/color] | [i]Don’t waste his time[/i] • [color=tan][b]Guilty Pleasure[/b][/color] | [i]He likes being praised or complimented[/i] [/indent] [/cell][/row][/table] [/color][/color][/hider][/center]