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@Shikaru Awesome, thanks!

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Name: Alissa von Schilt



Actual Age: 20

Gender: Female

Race/Faction: Werewolf / Silver Moon

Height: 5'6"

Weight: rude

Bio:
Alissa led an average American life in New York. Born to a pair of average parents, with an average 2.5 children (they adopted the other half) and average extended family, she grew up to be an average girl. Her average grades prevented her from attending a not-average college right out of high school, so she instead took an average route of getting a job as a waitress. Her slightly-above-average appearance earned her slightly-above-average tips when combined with her peppy attitude and service. While she desired a break from her average life, she realized that all she really wanted was for her average, comfortable life to continue as it was.

Her break came to her in the form of a lone customer on a rainy night. She felt herself attracted to his rugged appearance, as it reminded her of her desire to no longer be average. His wolfish grin charmed her, and over the course of the night she got to know and ultimately decided to start dating the man. He brought adventure to her life, and she loved every moment of it. Their dates took them to out-of-the-way diners in places of the city she had never dreamed of going. She soon found herself falling head over heels for the man.

One day she arrived early to meet him for a date, only to find him dealing drugs in an alley. He tried to explain himself, but she put her finger to his mouth; she loved him, and she was willing to overlook shady dealings for her honey. Her boyfriend seemed immensely relieved - more relieved than Alissa expected him to be. The date continued as planned, and the next day he asked her to meet him and his family. It turned out that he was a werewolf, and his "family" was the Silver Moon.

She was given a choice: become a werewolf and share the secret as a member of Silver Moon, or forget about her boyfriend and Silver Moon entirely. Her love and her desire to break completely from her average life won out, leading her to joining Silver Moon. She was turned, and spent the next two days caged as she got used to the new instincts and urges that come with being a werewolf. Tragedy awaited her when she was freed: her boyfriend had been the target of the murderer's latest attack. Luckily, he had been found before he died, but he was hospitalized in serious condition.

Thus her job in Silver Moon began. She took up her boyfriend's job and used her earnings to pay her boyfriend's medical bills. Alissa's old, average life was over.

Personality: Alissa is secretly a peppy, happy-go-lucky kind of girl, but puts up a facade of being cool and laid-back. This facade is especially strong when on the clock, as she feels drug dealers need to be cool and collected in order to be "trusted".

Powers:

• Intimidate: Alissa channels her feral aura, cowing even those who are stronger than she.
• Feral Call: Alissa calls in help with a loud cry, summoning wild dogs and any other werewolves nearby.
• Growing Powers: Alissa is still growing into her werewolf powers, resulting in increased healing. In exchange, her speed and strength are less than that of other werewolves.

Other: Her boyfriend was unable to identify his attacker, as he was taken from behind.

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Alissa von Schilt

Name: Alissa von Schilt



Actual Age: 20

Gender: Female

Race/Faction: Werewolf / Silver Moon

Height: 5'6"

Weight: rude

Bio:
Alissa led an average American life in New York. Born to a pair of average parents, with an average 2.5 children (they adopted the other half) and average extended family, she grew up to be an average girl. Her average grades prevented her from attending a not-average college right out of high school, so she instead took an average route of getting a job as a waitress. Her slightly-above-average appearance earned her slightly-above-average tips when combined with her peppy attitude and service. While she desired a break from her average life, she realized that all she really wanted was for her average, comfortable life to continue as it was.

Her break came to her in the form of a lone customer on a rainy night. She felt herself attracted to his rugged appearance, as it reminded her of her desire to no longer be average. His wolfish grin charmed her, and over the course of the night she got to know and ultimately decided to start dating the man. He brought adventure to her life, and she loved every moment of it. Their dates took them to out-of-the-way diners in places of the city she had never dreamed of going. She soon found herself falling head over heels for the man.

One day she arrived early to meet him for a date, only to find him dealing drugs in an alley. He tried to explain himself, but she put her finger to his mouth; she loved him, and she was willing to overlook shady dealings for her honey. Her boyfriend seemed immensely relieved - more relieved than Alissa expected him to be. The date continued as planned, and the next day he asked her to meet him and his family. It turned out that he was a werewolf, and his "family" was the Silver Moon.

She was given a choice: become a werewolf and share the secret as a member of Silver Moon, or forget about her boyfriend and Silver Moon entirely. Her love and her desire to break completely from her average life won out, leading her to joining Silver Moon. She was turned, and spent the next two days caged as she got used to the new instincts and urges that come with being a werewolf. Tragedy awaited her when she was freed: her boyfriend had been the target of the murderer's latest attack. Luckily, he had been found before he died, but he was hospitalized in serious condition.

Thus her job in Silver Moon began. She took up her boyfriend's job and used her earnings to pay her boyfriend's medical bills. Alissa's old, average life was over.

Personality: Alissa is secretly a peppy, happy-go-lucky kind of girl, but puts up a facade of being cool and laid-back. This facade is especially strong when on the clock, as she feels drug dealers need to be cool and collected in order to be "trusted".

Powers:

• Intimidate: Alissa channels her feral aura, cowing even those who are stronger than she.
• Feral Call: Alissa calls in help with a loud cry, summoning wild dogs and any other werewolves nearby.
• Growing Powers: Alissa is still growing into her werewolf powers, resulting in increased healing. In exchange, her speed and strength are less than that of other werewolves.

Other: Her boyfriend was unable to identify his attacker, as he was taken from behind.

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A solid knock came at the door. A knock with purpose, yet respectful at the same time. It was a noise that was percussive, yet unintrusive. Truly, whoever was behind the knock hailed from the higher parts of society. All this Sir Isaac took in within an instant, and in that instant he found himself slightly flustered.

After all, that day was his scheduled day off: a day of relaxing from all the responsibilities he held, from his ventures, and from worries of the future. He was standing at his stove stirring a stew of fresh vegetables and red meat, packed with delicious herbs and spices. A book sat nearby, illustrating the recipe. In the living room another book sat on the table beside Sir Isaac's favorite chair, this one a fantasy novel detailing a girl's trip through a strange world.

Sir Isaac, not expecting company, least of all from one so high in society, rushed through his recent memory in a controlled panic, searching for why there might be someone at the door. Drawing a blank, he set the ladle down in a bowl beside the book and composed himself for anything before answering the door.

The well-dressed man in blue proffered the note and package to Sir Isaac with dignity and grace, further convincing Sir Isaac of the man's high standing - or that he worked for one of such standing. He daintily accepted both, before finally asking, "Might I inquire as to the source of this note and gift?"

"I'm sorry, sir. That information is confidential," he nodded apologetically toward Sir Isaac.

"There's no need to apologize. I can understand a man valuing his privacy." Sir Isaac smiled warmly.

The man then bowed politely. "Now, if you'll excuse me." Sir Isaac watched as the man returned to a carriage and gave a warm wave as he rode away, then returned to the stove with the letter. His food was cooking, and he could read as he stirred.

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People walked up to the mansion where Sir Isaac sat, enjoying a glass of water. He had expected there to be only a score of attendees at the most, but here there were almost five times that. Why had the sender even bothered with the request for secrecy? Any one of the attendees could easily have been stalked here. However, Sir Isaac let the thought perish, as it was not his problem to deal with.

No, his problem was putting on a show to appeal to whomever was the organizer of this affair. They were apparently in high standing, and getting on their good side would be a huge step towards Sir Isaac's goals. It had been a long while since he had last played the social game, and he could only hope that his skills had not decayed over the years.

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this was somewhere in the 500s a couple weeks back

But yes, I'm subscribed, @Baklava.

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In any case, thank you for the good news, @Captain Jenno! I look forward to roleplaying with everyone.

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Sir Isaac Dorovich

Age: 23

Race: Human, with a bit of human blood mixed in on his mother's side. Some call him a snake.

Gender: Male

Appearance:
As a man from the higher classes of the world, Sir Isaac carries himself with pride, standing at his full height of 6'2" with no slouch in his posture. His wavy, prematurely greyed hair is kept neat yet long, with the bangs kept to the sides to frame his facial features. His paler-than-normal complexion emphasize his piercing golden eyes, which reflect his lust for power and wealth. His dainty, pointed nose and thin lips belie his noble heritage.

Also speaking of his noble heritage are his clothes. Sewn of fine silks and linings by one of the finest tailors in Coake, the dark colors of his outfit contrast beautifully with his skin and hair. His coat is decorated with golden lining and embroidery, removing any doubt of Isaac's supposed standing among the classes of Coake. The dark grey silken robe worn beneath that merely serves to hide whether he is wearing the muffled chainmail he uses for protection on excursions. Finally, his black trousers are tucked neatly into his tall and tough black leather boots, which are lined with golden silks themselves.

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Theme Song: youtube.com/watch?v=zUJPBw9TV8Q

Nature:
Sir Isaac is every bit the shrewd businessman that a black market salesman needs to be. He is known throughout the "underworld" for his reliability and skill. He has a rebellious streak, which is what led him to his current profession. Some may find his matter-of-fact, all-business manner when working to be cold or even abrasive, though to him he's merely being "detached". Those who have gotten onto his bad side find he is quick to take up his trusty spear. However...

A few mannerisms remain from the days of his high-class upbringing. He conducts himself with an air of elegance that makes him stand out from those outside the inner district. Those lucky enough to be on good terms with him find he's quite the pacifist, as he frequently moans about times he is forced to use force. So long as he's given the respect he believes he deserves, he is happy to return the favor.

Backstory:
Sir Isaac was born to a wealthy noble family in the city of Jeorvo. His family spared no expense in his education, sending him to the college in Jeorva as soon as he was old enough to attend. There he learned a great many truths of the world, though none were as valuable in his mind as those he learned in alchemical classes. Something just seemed to click for him, and both he and his teachers were startled by his aptitude for the subject. The professors were certain that Isaac had a bright future ahead of him.

However, the future was not so kind. During Sir Isaac's fourteenth year of life, disaster struck the Dorovich clan. Like the other wealthy families of Jeorvo, Sir Isaac's parents decided to move the family's home from Jeorvo to Frel while Sir Isaac studied at college. During the journey, they were accosted by a group bandits that quickly disposed of the hired bodyguards and Sir Isaac's parents, then looted their fortune from the caravan. When Sir Isaac received the news, he was stricken; his whole life had been shattered in a nightmare of brutality. His professors offered to let him study for a year free, but Sir Isaac chose to head home and see what he could salvage of his family's wealth.

When he arrived in his home he found it being burglarized. Isaac, then a man of pure scholarship, had no way to defend himself from their blades nor stop them from taking what they wanted. Thus, he uttered four words that changed his life forever: "Let me join you." The group, surprised, took him in when he told his story. It turned out that the group was part of a crime syndicate which ran a sort of black market in the city, procuring valuables and contraband for their clients. They taught him the ins and outs of the job from the ground up, taking him with them as they stole everything from jewels to rare animal eggs. At age 16 the merchant he procured goods for began to teach him the skills needed for fencing them on the black market proper, such as finding clients, setting up trade locations, and negotiation tactics.

By age 21, Sir Isaac had a booming business in the black market, handling both the procurement and sale of goods himself. He had built a strong name for himself with his service guarantee and results. Only one of his orders ever went unfulfilled, and that due to special circumstances. A client approached him and requested a peculiar stone and a number of research journals find their way out of the possession of an old man deep in the third district and into the client's hands. Sir Isaac agreed (after more than doubling the client's price) and began his work as normal.

In the old man's home, things quickly became paranormal. The old man was bedridden when Sir Isaac arrived and held the stone in his hands. After a short conversation, the man requested that Sir Isaac destroy the stone and protect the research from thieves, not realizing why Sir Isaac had visited, then promptly died of old age. Upon reading the research, Sir Isaac decided that it would be far more valuable to do as the man had requested, destroying the stone and keeping the research. He justified the action through his client's mistake: the client attempted to short-change Sir Isaac, resulting in the black market itself voiding the transaction and silencing the client.

Contained within the journals was a plethora of information on alchemy. The knowledge contained in the pages was far beyond anything he'd learned at the college in Jeorva. By incorporating them into his alchemical front business, he began to turn enough profit to lessen his black market dealings. He does, however, maintain a positive and mutually beneficial relationship with the black market that spared his life and helped him find his new calling: to rebuild his family's greatness.

Goal(s): As a former member of the nobility, Sir Isaac seeks only to find his way back into the upper echelons of society. He intends to reach this end by whatever means he finds necessary, up to and including dethroning a king or two. Of course, as a businessman, he would greatly prefer negotiation over the use of force.

Inventory:

• Alchemical Supplies
  
  
  
  • Mortar and Pestle
  • Glass Jars w/ Labels
  • Apron, Gloves, and Eye Shield
  • A supply of alchemical ingredients
  • Tinderbox
  • Research Journals
• Spear (Bei)
• Muffled Chainmail
• An assortment of pre-prepared poisons and antidotes

Search For The Multiverse -- Sandbox Mega Crossover

The gas mask came as a slight shock, but after those dark shapes' appearance Aoi was willing to accept it as necessary protective equipment. While his voice was understandable through the muffling of the mask, she still slightly misheard his introduction.

"Ronald... of the Gilgamesh Federation? Is that some branch of Fenrir that I haven't heard about?" Aoi tilted her head as she ran down the list of Fenrir branches. When she came back with nothing, she simply decided it was something she didn't know. "Whatever. Here, let me get that for you, Ronald."

She approached the strangely suited man cautiously, as she was still shaken by the shapes. She set the tip of her God Arc on the ground behind him, leaning the hilt on her shoulder (well, above her shoulder, but you get the idea). She took his hands in her own and, saying, "Relax your shoulders," she pulled them back to cleave the chain. Luckily, the man seemed to be wearing a non-biological-material suit, which would prevent the God Arc from taking a bite out of him if he fell onto it.

Then came the explosions.

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"Violet" shall be Sir Isaac's color. I'd go with indigo, but it's too dark for a dark background. This is also assuming neither of the accepted characters that lack a color choose something similar, of course.