Name: Hoarfrost
Age: 78
Breed: Werewolf
Gender: Male
Auspice: Irraka
Tribe: Storm Lords
Description: Small for being full grown, jet black while in wolf form, and when in his human form he looks like a young man, barely out of his teens, with dark hair down to his shoulders.
Weapons: Besides tooth and claw, he carries around a pistol grip semi-auto 12 gauge.
Extra: He is extremely timid and tries to avoid combat at all costs, however, when you suceeded in working up his temper, he will prove to be a powerful foe.
History: Little is know about Hoarfrost, save his father was a great warrior. When his father died, he rarely showed his face amoung his fellows, and although he is a Storm Lord Werewolf and holds to that, he doesn't often turn up for tribal meetings. Because he has spent the last forty years wandering around, many mistake him for a Ghost Wolf.

EDIT: Here's a pic

Name: Lupus Lecktor

Age: 21

Breed: Wolfman (Half werewolf)

Gender: Male

Auspice: Irraka (Stalker) Note;; If he were full werewolf

Tribe: Ghost Note;; If he were a full werewolf

Description: Link;; http://www.bebo.com/PhotoAlbumBig.jsp?P ... 7944949332 (Don't know if you'll be able to reach that)

History: Lupus, or Lupe as he is more commonly known, was born of a werewolf mother who left him in an orphanage and then ran away. During puberty Lupe under went the many changes of a boy growing into a young man, but found he also went under others which weren't considered normal. He became anxious and develop mood swings on the day of the full moon and experienced bodily changes during the night. Because of his genes fighting for dominace, he couldn't remain stable in the half forms, so it was either human or wolf form for him. He also became very violent and when he eventually found his mother, she explained what he was and that because she had never heard of a half cast child living before, she explained he would probably not live for very long and for that she was sorry.

Lupe now lives under his mother's roof as she opened a bakery in Florida and he got involved with a human gang. His mother was very upset when he got caught by the police, but released him when the police almost found him in wolf form in his cell. Lupe promised her he would never disapoint her again and despite the nagging voice in the back of her head, his mother believes him.

Weapons: Going back to his days in a gang, where he was known as 'Jack the Ripper', he uses X-men Wolverine style knuckle gloves. It consists of a metal band which fits round his hand and over his knuckles with three sharp blades coming off and out, each of them twice as long as his middle finger.

Extra: Lupe is an incredibly horny young man. He loves women and has known to be a little kinky and employ the slightest forms of pain to arouse his previous girlfriends and sprouses. He is currently single and looking, hopefully for a woman of the werewolf kind.

Name:Gorth
Age:402
Breed:Werewolf
Gender:Male
Auspice: Rahu
Tribe: Ghost wolf
Description: Large man, he stands at 6'8", and 340 pounds. He has short curly brown hair, and a tannish complexion. He wears a tattered army jacket, kackies, and big black boots. His wolf form is dark grey with white around his muzzel, and is the size of a small bear.
History: He loves to fight, and considers himself at least respectable enough not to pick fights. He has leadership materail in him, though he prefers to be the follower. He lived in the back woods of Florida, untill one day he felt a force tug on him to go to Mamia. He is skilled in hand to hand combat as well as with weapons
Weapons: Teeth, claws, "old west" style revolver, and a tactical 12-gauge shot gun.

(OOC: Thanks so much, BlackFangOfReon! This is my first roleplay ever so, bear with me guys!)

Name: Lelouch Rinalto Baeli

Race: Elf Archlich

Occupation: Wizard and lord of his castle

Age: 456 years old

Height: 6’5”

Weight: 226 pounds

Appearance: For a lich, Lord Lelouch Baeli is still rather handsome save the permanent blue-grey tinge to his skin. Still possessing a full head of raven hair, it is normally slicked back upon his head and falling down his back, for Lelouch is hardly ever without his winged helm, made of onyx and gold metals, onyx being the dominant color, with gold the accent. It covers all of the lich’s head save for his face, keeping that free of obstruction, blue-grey, smooth cheeks still full of life. Though he is technically undead, he carries on the habits of life to keep himself in as good health as possible. His eyes have gone milky white, as the blind, though he still has perfect vision, now possessing darkvision, as well, as a result of his lichdom. His clothing is minimal, consisting only of a pair of shoulder guards that have straps crisscrossing his chest, the color scheme reversed upon them, onyx accenting gold. Attached to the guards are puffy sleeves that fall to mid-forearm, a tight ring of elastic keeping them from flying free about his arms and from rolling up unless he wishes it. Attached to four rings, two hanging from the backs of his shoulder guards and two upon the elastic band of each sleeve, is a black cape, the Cape of Ravens, billowing out behind Lord Lelouch. Around his waist rests a belt that holds all he needs, mostly components for his many spells, having no need to expend them…as magical focuses, the lich need only possess them on his person. The belt does hold other useful tools, however, for it holds a hatchet and a carving knife on his left and right hips respectively. The one prominent and somewhat disturbing feature of the lich is the fact that his spine has become quite a bit thicker, showing constantly through his skin. His fingers have thickened and elongated, his nails hardening into lengthy claws, as well as his toenails, though he hardly ever walks anymore. The black skirt-like garment he wears upon his lower half is a garment called the Tendrils of Agony, causing him to float inches off the ground wherever he goes. Aside from skintight black shorts underneath the Tendrils, Lelouch is nude. The Tendrils themselves are a special garment, able to independently attack anything that comes within striking range, making good on their name.



History: While his history is shrouded in a bit of mystery, one can be sure of a single fact…Lord Lelouch was a rather powerful wizard before achieving lichdom and has only become more so in the time since his undeath. The elven lord did his best by his people, which were, at the time, a small town’s worth of humans, though he outlived them by a great deal. Though Lelouch is not inherently evil, achieving lichdom has given him a deal of control over necromantic powers, raising his people from the dead and giving them a new lease on unlife. With his vast magical powers and somewhat high, though not genius level, intellect, Lelouch has even found a way to preserve the flesh of the undead and keep them from rotting. They can be told apart from the still living villagers in his small and hidden town by the blue-grey pallor to their flesh, not itching for the flesh of the living…they carry on as if they were not undead freaks. As an archlich, he is a neutral party in most endeavors, though if one can convince him to fight on their side, that person will have a truly gifted wizard and a small but elite undead army fighting on their side. His only goals in unlife: to preserve and promote peace in his small bastion for the living and undead and to keep the aggressors at bay, as well as collecting as many priceless treasures as possible.

Items

Cape of Ravens: The cape Lelouch owns is no normal cape, possessing the power to allow the owner to take flight if the need arises. It can also dissolve itself into a flock of ravens that can attack, though they are just as weak as their natural brethren.

Tendrils of Agony: The garment that the lich lord wears upon his lower half is also as special as his cape. Whilst giving the wearer a constant state of levitation, the Tendrils also serve as a means of attack in close quarters, going from black cloth to tendrils of darkness that can and will flay the flesh from a target’s bones, bringing them the agony in its name.

The Lord’s Steel: Lelouch’s vicious blade, the Lord’s Steel, despite its unimaginative name, is a powerful weapon. Made of nigh unbreakable adamantium, the Lord’s Steel can cleave through most blades. Its length makes it a fearsome sword to face, especially when one considers Lelouch’s already impressive reach, the seven-foot blade taller than its own wielder, the lich’s monster strength being the only reason that it can be wielded.

Magical components
Hatchet
Carving knife
Three pairs of handcuffs

Phylactery: Lelouch does not carry his phylactery on himself, keeping it under extremely heavy guard in his hidden home. He also has many duplicate phylacteries as a way of throwing off any who may find his vault, protecting it with all he has, for it is literally his life.

Spells and Powers

Darkvision: As a result of this ability, the wielder can see in total darkness shapes as in daylight, save for the shapes are in shades of grey.

Acid Fog: With a pinch of dried powdered peas and powdered animal hoof, the caster can conjure a large bank of acidic fog that burns at the flesh of anything inside, stripping the lungs if breathed in. It also reduces visibility to those caught inside of it.

Sphere of Ultimate Destruction: The requirements of the spell are simple, only requiring the caster to have a pinch of dust from a disintegrated creature to use but the cost of using the spell is high. When conjured, the sphere is featureless and black, a ball of nothingness that destroys all in its path. Creatures struck by it have a slim chance of surviving, yet it is likely that they will be disintegrated. The range is rather short for the spell and with the tremendous energy drain, only the most gifted casters can use it more than once a day.

Blacklight: This spell summons an area of complete and supernatural darkness that the caster, but not others, can see when inside. The darkness of this spell is impenetrable to normal vision and darkvision, though the caster can see inside it. Outside the spell’s area, however, no creature, even the caster, can see through it. The spell can target a point in space and be stationary, or it can target a creature and move with it.

Chain Lightning: So long as the caster has a bit of fur, a piece of glass, and four silver pins, the caster can summon a bolt of lightning that can jump between the initial target and up to seven others. The damage is halved after the first target, each successive bolt only doing half the electrical damage the initial bolt caused.

Cone of Cold: Upon casting this spell, a cone of freezing air blasts from the user’s palm in a ninety-degree arc in the direction the user’s hand points. While doing frost damage to all inside the arc, the spell will also slow the targets temporarily. The target range of the spell is up to sixty feet from the caster.

Darkbolt: Upon use of this spell, the caster is granted a maximum of eight spears of dark energy. The spears can all be directed at once, though they can also be thrown one at a time, inflicting darkness damage and dazing the target if they are hit unless their willpower is sufficiently high enough.

Eldritch Blast: When used, this spell sends forth a crackling purple lance of energy from the hand of the user. With sufficient willpower and strength of personality, this spell can be devastating, fueled by the user’s belief in themselves.

Firestorm: When cast, the user can mentally command the semi-sentient flames to harm only a single target or all the vegetation and other creatures in the area of effect. Upon use, sheets of roaring flame rage through an area, burning only a target, or all in range.

Icy Terrain: The spell is a simple one, requiring only a simple gesture and concentration on the caster’s part. When used, it fills an area within fifty feet with a thick, slick layer of ice, causing creatures without sufficient balance to fall upon it.

Implosion: A truly destructive spell, when used, Implosion creates a destructive resonance in a corporeal creature’s body. In an instant, the target’s body crushes in upon itself, ending up in a small heap when done. If targets are close enough together, within ten feet of one another, the spell can also target them if the caster keeps their concentration and directs their wrath to the next taraget.

Produce Flames: A spell so simple even a child could cast it, this spell merely does as its name implies, causing a small ball of flame to appear in the caster’s palm.

Summon Lesser Undead: As a result of the user’s lichdom, the powerful undead can summon other undead of a lesser caliber to help defend himself…as if he really needs it.

Name: Anna Selker
Age: 19
Breed: Human With Wolf Qualities
Gender: female
Auspice: Gibbous Moon
Tribe: Storm Lords
Description: Anna has naturally milky-golden tan skin and honey-brown thin hair. Her eyes are toasted brown, revealed under long lashes. She has broad shoulders, strong bones, semi-toned muscles, and is 5'11.
History: Anna Selker was born in her current clan. Her father was a pure wolf, who killed her mother after she was born to try and take the small wolf-child. The Storm Lords then killed HIM. Selker has always been half-appreciated in the clan, being half PURE. She's always had to work hard for everything, had to tone her body to fend off some of her peers. Still she is half pure to the clan, but she plans to prove them all wrong...
Weapons: Rifle semi-automatic for serious fights, long knife for less serious.
Extra: Anna has been shunned by her clanmates, although she's never once given them reason to do so. Sometimes a part of her wants to go and be a lone wolf, but she knows the Pure wolfs would have her in a second and rip her limb from limb.

OOC: What's the hold up? There hasn't been a rpely to the last post in over a week! Are we wating for Stalker or what? Is the roleplay dead? When will the message become long enough for the love of pete?

I do quite apologize for the delay. I was hoping that the woman...her name does quite slip away from my grasping mind at the moment...would post before me since there seemed to be an established order. Alas, I was mistaken, so I will press on and let it be a blow to my faith in most women, though I do have a few that I can trust on a regular basis. You should therefore expect a post soon, if not before I bed down for the day, by tonight, at least.

Thank you, I was begining to worry whether my reply had been so pathetic that no one felt inspired to reply to it. I can see now why you would expect the 'woman' to reply first, though I thought, or at least hoped, that I left the story at a point at which you, at least, much respond.