Metronome

Werewolves are Endangered? Reboot [Starting soon!]

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not to be mean or rude, or anything, but did you happen to read the first OOC post? Luca looks like a really nice character and it would be fun to meet IC but there are a few questions that come up. like, how and why did he go/come to Greyville?

also, I'm not sure if you know but the humans in the RP so far are either hunters or people that will be turned into werewolves. you and/or I will have to ask @NanixErka if its ok to have a neutral party. just saying because I was in the RP before reboot and I don't know if the original starter @NanixErka intended there to be neutral parties

@Remus

I think my bio does a perfectly fine job of telling how Luca came to be where he is. I have no intentions of editing it. If the GM doesn't like it, then I will likely not join.

As for posting my sheet on this thread, I missed the rule about doing so. However, what's done is done, so there's not much point in posting it here now. If the GM doesn't accept it, I will delete it.

Werewolves are Endangered? Reboot [Starting soon!]

Name: Luca Petulengro
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Nationality: Roma/German/Mixed

Species: Unsuspecting human

Occupation: Head priest and owner of a small Catholic church.

Personality: Luca is a gentle man. He loves people. His passion for helping others and his need to share the light of God often combine. He can be found working at homeless shelters on Saturdays, passing out soup and kind words. He lives at his church, along with anyone else who needs a place to stay.

His personality is humble and kind. He can be taken at face value, hiding no secret agendas or lies. Luca is very much the man he appears to be. He couldn't tell a lie if he wanted to.

He has no opinion on the werewolf/hunter war, mostly because he's unaware of it. Even if he did know about the whole situation, he would likely remain neutral.

Other: The church was passed to him by the former priest, who had been something of a father figure to Luca. With it being a fairly small church, Luca is the only priest in the clergy. He holds morning sermons on Sunday and night sermons on Wednesday, where the doors are left open for anyone and dinner is served for free.

He speaks with a soft German accept.

Upon becoming a Catholic priest, Luca took a vow of celibacy. He has chosen to live a life of chastity and unmarriage, so that he would have no earthly distractions from God and his church.

Appearance: Luca is a very average man. He stands at 5'9" with dark brown hair, light tan skin, and brown eyes. He is of Roma and European decent, being a mix between the two. His clothes are very humble, consisting of dress pants or jeans on most days of the week and collared shirts. On Sunday and Wednesday, he dons the iconic priests' robes to preach.

History:

Luca came from a hard beginning. His family was a group of Romani that traveled the European countrysides. When they came into town to sell and buy, they were often met with discrimination and hate. Most places put up with them until they left, but it was when they reached a small town in Germany that their band was met with brutal forces. The mayor of the town called the police on them, having them arrested and shipped from the country.

Some of Luca's family fled, and some were captured and removed. But in the chaos, Luca was separated from them. At the tender age of 9, the boy was left to fend for himself. He quickly left the town that had attacked his family, afraid that they may hurt or even kill him. Luca wandered until he found a new, larger city to settle in. There, he lived on the streets until he was 15. A farmer approached him, offering him work in return for food and shelter. He had no intent on paying Luca, making the transaction completely illegal and slavery by definition. But Luca was desperate, so he agreed.

Luca worked long days on the farm, doing anything asked of him until his body and muscles hurt. He lived in the barn and ate whatever leftovers were brought to him. Although he was no longer freezing to death or starving, he was still miserable. The farmhands took to mocking and tormenting him, calling him a dirty gypsy while he did their work. If Luca ever tried to defend himself, he was typically knocked around until he learned to keep his mouth shut.

He endured for several years, until he was 18, when a couple of Christian missionaries happened to come to the farm. They saw the boy in such poor living conditions, and couldn't stand to leave him there. By this point, Luca had become so accustom to his loss of freedom that when the farmer refused to relinquish him to the missionaries, he didn't even fight it. It didn't occur to him that he didn't actually belong to the farmer and his awful workers.

The missionaries went to the law. Police came to the farm and demanded that Luca be set free, eventually arresting the farmer for unlawful imprisonment and treatment of his employee. After speaking with the boy, the missionaries convince Luca to come back to America with them, where he wouldn't face such cruelty and discrimination. They brought him to the church, where he learned to speak English and live like a real person. It took him a while to come out of his shell, but with gentle coaxing, Luca came to regard the clergy as his family.

With the oldest priest's help, Luca studied to become a priest himself. He was passionate about helping those who lived on the streets, like he once had. His kindness and drive made him very well accepted as the new head priest when the elder passed.

Werewolves are Endangered? Reboot [Starting soon!]

I had an idea for a character, which Imma post in the character section since I didn't see anything about the RP being closed.

He's essentially just an oblivious human who's neutral in the fight.

The Merry Men of Sherwood (Always Open!)

Ismael would probably just stand there and listen to him talk away.

Maybe he'd even like having someone so outgoing and chatty around

That way he doesn't feel like he needs to give as much input himself

The Merry Men of Sherwood (Always Open!)

It seems both Teagan and Ismael spend quite a bit of time in the forest, perhaps they've met before?

@BelatedGamer

Sounds reasonable. Although Ismael probably wouldn't have spoken to him much.

The Merry Men of Sherwood (Always Open!)

Name: Ismael Barbara

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Personality: Ismael is regarded as one of the finest huntsmen in all of England. That said, he's also known to be a bit off. He tends to be introverted. His hunting animals, hounds, a horse, and a hawk, seem to be the only creatures he trusts. While very intelligent, Ismael doesn't speak unless he has something to say, and even then, usually only when directly spoken to. However, despite his quiet and off putting demeanor, he's fairly active in his community. He hunts game and sells it to local butchers, he does odd jobs for those who are otherwise unable, and he has been keeping tabs on Robin Hood and his gang, perhaps interested in joining their antics.

Appearance:

Ismael stands at 5'9". His skin is a light brown, spotted with scars from past fights and altercations.

His eyes are the softest thing about him. He has chocolate brown eyes that look every bit like a sad hound dog's.

His hair is very dark brown, long, and curly. He usually sports facial hair, matching what's on his head. His clothing style seems more thrown together than actually thought out. Being in him line of work, where nice clothing would only get dirty and messed up, it suits him to dress humbly.

Weapon of Choice: Hunting knife and trained animals.

Other: His first language is Spanish, although he speaks English well.

Background: Ismael was born and raised in Spain. He lived in poverty with his parents and two older siblings, who were forced to beg and scrounge for food while their mother and father worked their fingers to the bones. When Ismael was 12, his family's money situation became so grave that they could no longer care for all three of their children. Him, being the youngest, was the first to be sacrificed.

Ismael was sold to a noble as a servant. Being the skinny kid that he was, he didn't have much use other than caring for his master's horses and hunting hounds. Over the next few years, he learned how to work with these animals, and eventually began training them as well. His master thought well of him; Ismael was a good worker, he was smart, and he did what he was told. However, when Ismael was 16, his master married moved to a far away state, selling off many of his servants before he went.

Ismael was sold to a rich man in England who wasn't quite as kind to him. After years of being able to do as he pleased, as long as it was productive, Ismael wasn't used to being struck for his mistakes or being logged down by rules. His new master didn't want to hear his ideas or opinions, so Ismael became quiet.

He was a fairly obedient servant, making few mistakes and needing little correction. The first and last time he truly stepped out of line was when he entered the house after a day of work to find his master beating his mistress. The woman was clearly in distress, and Ismael instinctively caught his master's hand without a thought. The man stopped his violence towards the woman, but only to turn it to Ismael. Ismael had never been beaten so bad in his life, and he wasn't about to stick around to break that record.

When his master finally left him, Ismael left the house and ran. He didn't care if he had to beg on the streets like he did as a child; he wasn't going to stay and let himself be hurt. He traveled through several towns until he eventually acquired a puppy. He trained the young hound as he once did for his first master, and began to hunt for a living. Over the next few years, he managed to steal a hawk fledgling from its nest to train as his own. He now has several dogs, a horse, and one bird. Ismael has made a name for himself as a hunter, finally making enough money to live freely and without fear of starvation. But while he may no longer be in desperate poverty, he feels for those who are.

Ismael is still getting used to the idea that his own opinions can be heard, at least if he speaks to the right people. He wants to do something about the growing gap between rich and poor. Having heard about the antics of Robin Hood and his Merry Men, Ismael has been pondering over whether he should seek them out to help the cause or not.

The Oddball Apartments

The dogs bounded out into the courtyard. Some stopped to sniff here and there while others played. Yoska sat down in the grass and let one of the smaller dogs curl up in his lap. It was nice out today; maybe he could just stay out here for a while. He absentmindedly swirled the curly cream fur of the shaggy dog that was making his legs its home. After an hour or so, Yoska was about ready to call his canine back inside. As much as he's like to laze around, he had chores to do.

Yoska picked the sleeping dog off of his lap and set it down as he stood, just in time to hear a yelp somewhere behind him. He turned to see a taller man crash to the ground, one of his dogs scuttling away with her tail tucked. Another dog promptly rushed over to lick the man's face.

"Hey!" Yoska quickly came over, snapping his fingers and pointing away from the man. The enthusiastic dog begrudgingly listening, slinking off to sit by the apartment door. Yoska looked back at the man, his posture suddenly changing to unsureness and tension. "Sorry," He said quietly, not coming any closer to help the man up. There seemed to be an invisible barrier between the them, and Yoska had no intentions of crossing it.

The Oddball Apartments

Yoska wasn't quite used to sleeping in a normal bed yet. The concept wasn't that strange; he'd had a bed at the farm. But the straw and makeshift thing he'd slept on there was nothing like the real mattress in his new bedroom. It was almost too soft. Sometimes it felt as though he would sink right to the floor.

Luckily, he had plenty of his furry companions surrounding him to keep him company while he adjusted. The jealously guarded spots on the bed were taken by a large mutt, a yorkie, and some kind of terrier mix. On the floor around the room slept various other canines, plus a few brave cats that were able to fend for themselves. Yoska laid stomach down on his bed, his messy, curly locks buried in his pillow.

When the morning sun finally awoke him, the young man slowly sat up and looked around the room at his little pack. A few fuzzy heads lifted to look back at him. Yoska scratched his chin, then climbed out of bed and got dressed. The sound of dull claws scraping the wood floor approached behind him as one of his dogs got up to come check him out. A cold, wet nose pressed against his hand, encouraging a pat.

Once dressed, Yoska shuffled into the bathroom to clean up, then came back into the bedroom to tell the dogs that it was time to go outside. A couple popped up and ran out of the room to the front door while a few others just dragged. Yoska followed them to the door and opened it to let them out into the courtyard. He trusted them not to run off. Yoska had taken most of them off the streets; they knew they had it good right where they were.

The Oddball Apartments

They can have coffee together <3

The Oddball Apartments

Finished Yoska's relationship chart