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[b]Name:[/b] Warden von Adalric
[b]Age: [/b] 140 (Wardem has an appearance that depicts an age of 45)
[b]Species/Race:[/b] Were-lion.
[b]Job:[/b] Owner and founder of Große Stärke industries. A highly renowned world-wide producer of the finest arms and weaponry available to mankind anywhere in the world.

[b]Appearance:[/b] Warden wears a very profound garb. A large black trench coat with fine fur mane drapes over his gold-treaded, diamond encrusted suit. Made from the best of cashmere and vicuña wool, it fits him sharply from head to toe. He also sports a green and gold trimmed scarf with his initials engraved in it, wrapped around his neck. His shoes are business and pleasure appropriate, being a solid black but gold trimmed square-toe flat shoe, with gold buckle. This is his [b]human state[/b].

Being an elder of his very rare breed, the were-lions, Warden has mastered his [b]half-state[/b]. During this state, in addition to his already natural bulkiness, Warden's hands become very claw like. His nails extend to exactly six inches each, and his knuckles become raw and heavy. His ears become pointed and his beard extends around his face. He becomes approximately one foot and six inches taller, with a more hunched back. His canine teeth become sharper and more jagged, but he remains composed. His tail at this point, has not grown. He still is able to wear his suit at this point. Note this is his half state.

In his [b]beast[/b] state, Warden is much more muscular, violent, and naturally hairy. His body bulges around his shoulders, calves and chest, building out in large muscles. His clothing is ripped (good thing he's a rich bastard and can replace these expensive ass suits) as he grows another six inches from his half-state. His feet become more bulky, with popping veins and clawed toes covered in dirty brown fur. His beard becomes a mane, very bushy but maintained. His eyes become slightly smaller, as his nose extends and pushes his face out. His fur of course replaces the suit he wears and his ears become slightly low-bent. His tail finally grows to about four feet. His neck becomes longer, and each side (left and right) shows a large muscle leading into his head. His tongue has it's length increased by four inches, and his jaw drops slightly, and extends more forward for huge bites. His beast state maintains any scars and blood from previous battles, thus the many stains of blood on his chest and face.


[b]Personality:[/b] Despite the nature of most Weres, Warden is very composed and calm. Though still having a threatening being, Warden is not the type of Were to use fear to get what he wants. He has a very strong vigor that allows him to easily persuade and strongly verse his side of an argument or conversation, giving him a very smooth personality. Though he is not the typical "silent hero", he is not afraid to stand up for the weak. He has a personality that is rare, but brings about change in himself and others daily.

[b]Biography:[/b] As a child, Warden's father was a maker of weaponry. From silver bullets to railgun tracks, his father did it all, and was known for doing so. His mother, less known, died giving birth to Warden. She was already sick and with her regular asthma attacks and circulatory struggles, her death was inevitable. Raising Warden on his own, father Adalric often took Warden on hunts. Were's were always feared and hunted in Warden's home town of Berlin, Germany. On a night hunt, one cold winter in December, father Adalric was hunting down a "taller Were than usual. It's very shadow frightens me! The beast must be slain!" In an attempt to bring this Were down, Father Adalric was dragged away in seconds by the unknown Were. Crying out for help, Warden went to run back into town, when a heavy hand grabbed his shoulder, and a distorted voice whispered into his ear. . .

"Do not fear child. I mean no harm to the youth. But if you wish to see your father again, you will adhere to my every word. . ."

Turning around into the moonlit forest behind him, a tall, fur covered monster with blood colored eyes breathed fog into his face, as he pointed to the mountains. "Come child. You will become strong. . ."

It was at the base of the far mountains, far behind the forest, that this creature continued raising Warden, as his father could not. But after twenty years, the monster could not continue to shelter Warden from the truth. It was that night Warden was bitten, and the blood of a were-lion surged through him. And while continuing his research outside of the mountains, and reviving Father Adalric's company, Warden would go on to become the strongest of his dying breed. In his research he often studied silver, burning and bruising himself, unaware that it was his greatest weakness. These studies gave him a growing durability to silver. Though it could still kill him, it's presence eventually went from lowering him to his knees, to the point that he was easily able to grasp and hold silver in his hands.

[b]Magics/equipment:[/b] Being a weapons manufacturer, Warden always carries a handgun. A .50 caliber Magnum to be exact. He keeps it int he left inner pocket of his trench coat. Warden also has one trick up his sleeve when he is close to death that allows him to effectively magnify his strength and prowess by 3 fold. This level of rage literally makes Warden refuse to die for up to one day. After which time, when his rage ends, he will revert to his human state and die. This is only applicable while he is fully transformed and heavily wounded.

[b]Talent/Abilities:[/b] Werelions have a profound ability to pounce at great distances (up to twenty feet). Coupled with the lion's agility and prowess, and a were's strength, Warden can leap from structures, pounce from wall to wall, and maintain balance all in one go. It takes little for Warden to do so, as he is a master of his species.


(This will be revised upon request (nerfs, buffs, changes in general).)

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I like the app, but found four things that need fixing. First, the age. Judging by the bio think you added an extra '0.' Then in appearance, note the were's go human/half/beast. You forgot the beast part and your were-lion sounds more like a half state. Finally, in the bio, were's were always common (in some regions anyway) and still haven't been accepted, since people still believe they are myths.

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[quote name='GreyCat' timestamp='1323493043' post='5698622']
I like the app, but found four things that need fixing. First, the age. Judging by the bio think you added an extra '0.' Then in appearance, note the were's go human/half/beast. You forgot the beast part and your were-lion sounds more like a half state. Finally, in the bio, were's were always common (in some regions anyway) and still haven't been accepted, since people still believe they are myths.
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Changing it now.

EDIT: Fixed.

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Hey Grey! I really liked the sound of this! I think I'd like to reserve a spot (right now I'm in finals till wendes.) But can I just ask, what is your opinion on Draconians? (Dragons in human form) I know it's a little out there, but dragons are a part of fokelore just as much as vamps and weres. But idk, If not, I can always go for a wizard ^_^

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[quote name='ExtremeG' timestamp='1323494613' post='5698662']
Hey Grey! I really liked the sound of this! I think I'd like to reserve a spot (right now I'm in finals till wendes.) But can I just ask, what is your opinion on Draconians? (Dragons in human form) I know it's a little out there, but dragons are a part of fokelore just as much as vamps and weres. But idk, If not, I can always go for a wizard ^_^
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We went over this actually and yes you can. As for Eros, I like it, but I'll leave GreyCat to have the final word.

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[quote name='GreyCat' timestamp='1323571082' post='5699885']
Accepted Eros
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Where would be a suitable position within the plot for me to begin? I'll give what's been posted so far a good once over for clarity just so I'm on the same page as everyone else.

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[color=#000000][color=#666600][[/color]b[color=#666600]][/color][color=#660066]Name[/color][color=#666600]:[/[/color]b[color=#666600]][/color] David Luciano[/color]

[color=#000000][color=#666600][[/color]b[color=#666600]][/color][color=#660066]Age[/color][color=#666600]:[/color] [color=#666600][[/color][color=#008800]/b] Really 432 years (Looks 21)[/color][/color]

[color=#000000][color=#008800][b]Species/[/b][/color][b][color=#660066]Race[/color][color=#666600]:[/[/color]b[color=#666600]][/color] Vampire[/b][/color]

[b][color=#000000][color=#666600][[/color]b[color=#666600]][/color][color=#660066]Job[/color][color=#666600]:[/[/color]b[color=#666600]][/color] Bartender at After Dark; Occasional volunteer at Paws.[/color]

[color=#666600][[/color][color=#000000]b[/color][color=#666600]][/color][color=#660066]Appearance[/color][color=#666600]:[/[/color][color=#000000]b[/color][color=#666600]][/color][color=#000000] His eyes are red, why he wears blue contacts with no prescription for sight. His excuse is that a blood vessel popped when he was young, but it didn't blind him. His hair is blonde, odd for a vampire, but is there. It is combed back, but allowed to grow long to his blades in the back. What he wears depends, but he always wears a waiter suit, you know, black sleeveless vest with a white button up under it, but with a checkered tie, and jeans instead of pressed work pants. He wears boat shoes, mainly for their comfort.[/color]

[color=#666600][[/color][color=#000000]b[/color][color=#666600]][/color][color=#660066]Personality[/color][color=#666600]:[/[/color][color=#000000]b[/color][color=#666600]][/color] He is calm in all senses. He was insane a long time ago, but that passed, and he went sane. He is very forgiving, through experiences in the past. He will talk alot, if given the chance. He does not discriminate in his work; making drinks for any species that stumbles into the bar asking. He is not too shy on saying if he is supernatural or not, but he knows who to tell and who not to, because of past demonstrations he has witnessed. He does know how to shut up, though, he has had his tongue cut before in 'Nam for speaking too much. And he has sympathy unless one has lost their right, in his eyes.[/b]

[b][color=#666600][[/color][color=#000000]b[/color][color=#666600]][/color][color=#660066]Biography[/color][color=#666600]:[/[/color][color=#000000]b[/color][color=#666600]][/color][color=#000000] He was born all the way in France, in 1569, under Charles IX. He was a normal lower class child, a peasant. He tended the fields, fed the chickens, all that jazz. This continued until he was 21, finally ready for a wife. A lucky hand with a woman landed him in Romania, Transylvania, to be exact. The woman led the peasant, then called Claude Alexander, into the dark alleyways, shot and took him bloodless. The memory retained, and the woman took him as a love. A child was had a couple years later. They took to not leaving the house until 10 at night, or when the moon was up. Until 1701, when he returned to Brittany, the three terrorized Romania throughout. Then, the villagers rose up against the vampires. Many of them, including his first wife and his daughter, Isabelle, were killed by the stake. Sulking, he left the battle, slowly trudging, letting go of their bodies.[/color][/b]

[b][color=#000000]He started to drink less and less blood, out of sadness, and start to eat food more fit for a human. He prefered red foods, which satisfied the bloodlust, but he missed the love. He took another wife, and she wasn't turned, even though she knew his secret. He didn't want to have it happen again. Luckily, his kids were human, but they had sharper teeth and faster reflexes. He regained happiness. He enlisted in the army. While his family was growing, with the occasional vampire involved, he made sure they were safe. He fought in Napoleon's army through the time, completely shrouded to protect, while his wife got old and withered away. He was in the American Revolution, where he rose high in the French army. He was on the side of the peasants in the French revolution, one war he enjoyed, in particular, where he had an excuse to drink the blood of his dead enemies. In the Reign of Terror, he was one of Robespierre's highest advisors, the executioner himself for many of the knife drops.[/color]

[color=#000000]After that, he left France for Spain, and fought on the side of the peasants in the Latin American revolutions. He loved war, and fought in the Mexican (On the side of Spain), then left the Army to fight for independence in Colombia, Venezuela, and Ecuador. He fought with San Martin in Peru, and he smiled at the end of the war. Something he hadn't done since before Transylvania. He moved to America, and jumped from state to state. He fought in a few of the Texas liberation wars, and fought in the Civil War for the Confederacy, no matter about his beliefs. He fought in the World Wars, changing his name to Alexander Yolanda in World War I, and Jason Alexander in World War II, getting captured and sentenced to a concentration camp. Somehow, because by then, he was old enough to survive in sunlight, he survived there, and returned home to America.[/color]

[color=#000000]He took to modern times, the last war he fought in would be Vietnam. He survived another camp, and returned to America, not back until 1980. He calmed down, changed his name to David Luciano, and moved. Now, he pulls himself as the son of the original David Luciano, and has every medal he has ever earned (There are many) hidden in the basement, in a code-operated closet. He works as a bartender at After Dark, with no taste for human blood, it being quenched long ago.[/color]

[color=#666600][[/color][color=#000000]b[/color][color=#666600]][/color][color=#660066]Magics[/color][color=#666600]/[/color][color=#000000]equipment[/color][color=#666600]:[/[/color][color=#000000]b[/color][color=#666600]] He is normally carrying a gun, just in case.[/color]

[color=#008800][b]Talent/Abilities:[/color][/b][color=#008800] The ability to survive in sunlight (He is nearly 450), and to make mean drinks out of blood for other vampires.[/color]

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