Name: Jeger Kveld

Age: Twenty years old

Race: Hunter

Appearance: Jeger is found usually dressed in tomboyish clothes, though that doesn't detract from her beauty, thanks mom for the genes! Her dusty brunette hair is messily cropped only due to her cutting it off herself with a pair of regular scissors, the tips dyed faintly with crimson, fading smoothly from the dull brown. Her eyes are a slightly strange sort, though nothing that would be immediately noticed. Her eyes are the usual boring said of hazel though through some birth defect, her left eye has a quarter of startling blue dashed into the burnished gold depths. Her height tops out at six foot even, tall for a female but she enjoys her runway model figure, despite the rocker chic facade of her attire. Jeger is always found with her four-string bass guitar, which doubles as a weapon of course. Hidden in her biker boots is a couple of stilettos, her insurance policy against demons, she can never be too prepared for anything.

Personality: Usually arrogant of sorts, Jeger likes to take action rather than sit around reading dusty old books when she could be kicking some demon's face in. Though she might be pure of heart, she certainly doesn't seem to act like it unless upon closer inspection, one would find the desire to protect and deal out justice. Most of the time she tends to scoff and joke around, whether it be with others of her raising or taunting demons, which is one of her favorite hobbies to do.

Life: In Jeger's life she would consider it the utmost boring life ever, seeing she didn't associate with humans much. Sure, she enjoyed training, fighting was something she excelled at. But books, that was a different story entirely. She could not be bothered to count up the number of times she had fallen asleep during study sessions, then got caught and forced to write essays about demons or the likes. She often complained about her writing hand and how she would loose it for writing too much, thus rending her useless, but of course, no one listened. When she was offered to go out to Daring, she took that up without hesitation, needing some sort of excitement in her life and this seemed to be the opportunity she needed.

You need to know this: Jeger is suckered by chocolates and has a problem with her short attention span, also, long speeches bore her and will likely walk away from them.

Name:
Ven and Gray Valentine
Age:
17
Race:
Hunter

Appearance:
Both boys stand at around at 5ft4, Ven slightly taller than Gray. The boys have tawny coloured hair, exactly the same shade, though how it is styled varies. Ven prefers the flat natural hair, not bothered to actually style it in any way other than the way it falls around his face, unlike Gray who's hair is spiked and styled in a bed-head fashion. Mossy green eyes hide under the thick fringes that both boys have. Piercings loop round their ears, and Gray has a lip peircing. Rings, chains and bracelets could be found on the boys if enough notice was taken.
Ven's style of clothing is more relaxed, casual shirts and hoodies, finding it more comfortable to work in, unlike Gray who liked to look good, choosing jackets, and scarves, tight fitting jeans – even for combat. If the brothers could be bothered, they could make themselves look indifferent from each other, which is always interesting.
Personality:
Both boys are confident in themselves and each other's abilities, especially when it comes to the ways of a Hunter. They're proud of who they are, and make sure that others know that they are certainly not mundane. They are not all too fond of Downworlders, though never intend on harming them. They weren't exactly the enemy here. In the boys' minds, they are both as strong as each other.

Ven tends to be more laid back than Gray, taking life as it comes rather than planning it out, letting
Gray do most of the talking and only interrupting when he thinks that a calmer point of view needs to step in. Though lately, Ven has had to step up, and be strong for the both of them. He tends to listen to other's points of view, deciding on what to do with varied opinions included
Gray was the one that always stepped up, taking on the challenges, speaking for the pair of them. Sometimes it would get them into trouble, and sometimes Ven would have to step in to calm down the situation. Gray is definitely the more arrogant brother, determined to do what he wants, whether it's the right thing to do or not, or whether anyone else disagrees.

Life:
From the moment that they could understand what the word Hunter meant, the boys' life ambition was set. They were going to be Demon Hunters, and the strongest duo in the biz too. Nobody was going to stand in their way. They trained together, learning how to fight with an assortment of weapons, long and short ranged, showing talent from the word go; though most saw more potential in Gray. Their reputation in Atlias grew as they began to slay demons in their mid-teens, soon recommended to the Daring Institute, as Demon Activity was increasing in that area.

The boys were ready for it, every night working on the next demon, whether it was actually slaying the beasts, or recovering information from Downworlders. Rarely did they take a night off to just relax and let everyone else do the work for them. They enjoyed the life of a hunter, the thrill of a fight making them thirsty for more. Well, that thirst was ended around a week back.
News of the infamous Loki was in the air, and so the Valentine brothers decided that it was worth investigating. Nothing would be greater than to defeat the beast that fed on Hunter's blood to keep himself youthful. Disgusting parasite.
They moved through the Downworlder clubs and gatherings, uncovering what dirt they could on Loki – unfortunately, the demon they were looking for was attending one of said gatherings. With a love of hunter blood, and twins no less, the opportunity of a feed was jumped upon. With only two hunters against however many demons, there was no way that the brothers were going to be able to survive.

It wasn't long till one of them was in Loki's hold. Gray had struggled to fend the blood sucking demon from him, fighting the man's grip as he sunk those needle sharp fangs into his flesh, drawing blood. The sickening sight of his brother being drained like this made Ven find strength he never knew he had, tearing through the crowds to his brother's side. Ven himself wasn't sure what he had done, everything having been a blur to him really with all the adrenaline, but he'd torn Gray from Loki's hold and escaped death by being fed from.

Gray hasn't been the same since the attack, a strange looking mark left on him where he'd been bitten. He hasn't fully recovered yet, instead he still grows weaker day by day. Gray calls it Loki's curse, as it's effects still have not worn off. It's killing him slowly, very slowly. The decision of the Organization was to keep Gray from fighting, which obviously frustrated Gray more, as battle was the only way that he truly felt like himself.
Ven is determined to find a way to cure his brother of this curse, having stepped up from being seen as the 'weaker brother' and now fighting for both of them. Without Gray, Ven is unsure of what to do, but has it quite sure that Loki's death will avenge his brother, and perhaps release Gray from this slow drain of life – though Gray does not think that killing Loki was going to help matters.

You need to know this:
Gray still trains, even if he's been stopped from going into battle. He knows that his skills would be needed at some point, even if he wasn't supposed to be fighting. If you cannot find him in his room – where he's supposed to be, then you are bound to find him in the training rooms.

These boys have never been in a relationship. They have never found the time for love of another, except for each other, of course. It has never even occurred to them that they could care for another in the same way that they do for each other.

Name: Salem Obsidian
Age: 200 (looks about 16 or seventeen)
Race: Demon Aristocrat Mage
Appearance: Salem stands at 5'7 with platinum hair that is long and shaggy. Salem is a average looking demon who looks human to blend in, he is muscular and seems always deep in thought. Salem is missing his left eye and has a metal patch that cover the empty socket of where the eye ball used to sit dormant. His outfit is made entirely of leather and cloth, he is used to moving about freely with out the weight ratio of metal or plate to weigh him down(does not wear a shirt). The gloves he wears comes up to his shoulders, his ears are pierced and he has multiple rings on his fingers and also has a few necklaces on him. Salem tends to carry a staff that is almost as tall as he is, the staff amplify's his ability of the common elements for his attacks.
Personality: Salem is silent and begrudging, not many people usually see Salem smile or even see a hint of emotion from him. He tends to be alone traveling about doing what ever he pleases and never thinks of the repercussions are or will be. He is smart and cold but will lend some advise out every now and then for people who need to hear it. Being of the silent type Salem has grown as a great strategist and never does any thing with out planning it out first, this makes him a excelled mage and fighter.
Life: Salem was born in the fiery prison of hell, his parent where of Lucifer greatest generals, unlike his parents he has no persona to rule under a man who continued to get defeated by his adversary's. Salem was taught how to summon upon the powerful magic of the four elements. He learned fast and quick, he has a plan to leave the internal prison his parents became fond of. He learned much out the material world known as Earth and what the humans acted upon it. When Salem turned the age of twenty he left his fiery home and went to the world of humans and began working against both sides of demons and demon hunters. Salem continues to evade both sides as they have warrants out for his person, he is to be executed if caught by either side.
You need to know this: Loves to read and has a photographic memory for times,dates,objects and ETC...