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Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: Thirty-one

Nicknames: Though he detests nicknames, Sebastian has gone by Seb, Bas/Bass (pronounced like the fish bass), or Ian. Only those close to him have ever dared use a nickname

Occupation: One of the town's only cops, he's basically the appointed Head of Bellingstone's Police Force

Pack/Coven Name: Bellingstone Hunters

Rank in Pack/Coven: Leader

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Height: Six feet four inches (1.9304 meters)

Weight: One hundred eighty-two pounds (83 kilograms)

Build: Lean and lanky with a light layer of muscle that has hardened over the years

Hair Color: Russet-like auburn color that could, in certain lighting, appear brown

Eye Color: Light blue

Scars?: Quite a few scars cover Seb's body, especially his upper body. His aversion to shirt sleeves has certainly accounted for the majority of the scars on his arms from fights, treks in the woods, or simply injuring himself accidentally. Not as many scars are on his chest and legs. These are mostly from hunting trips, however. His most noticeable scar is a set of three scratches that runs across his left pectoral. They obviously resemble claw marks of some sort.

Brief Written Description: At six feet, four inches, Sebastian is certainly a tall man. His height can easily be perceived as a threat by most, and that is just the way he likes it. A mixture of respect and fear is, in his mind, the key to a successful leadership. He's quite lanky though, weighing in at only one hundred eighty-two pounds. This lean build makes him extremely agile and quick on his feet. His curly, tousled hair is a russet color, a bit brick-like, while his eyes are a bright blue. Ten long years as a hunter has earned him a multitude of scars, most of which are on his upper body. Seb's jaw is strong but more pointed and he keeps his facial hair trimmed into a neat goatee, usually never completely shaving it off. Occasionally, mostly when he feels to lazy to shave, he'll let a five o-clock shadow grow along the rest of his cheeks. It's a rarity, however since he likes everything to be neat, more or less.

Clothing Preference: Sebastian has a bit of an aversion to wearing shirts with sleeves. He believes adamantly that sleeves inhibit movement and slow him down. In the warm months, he'll wear sleeveless tops which are usually either wife beaters/tank tops or t-shirts with the sleeves cut off. When the weather cools, he finally decides to wear a t-shirt and also wears a suede brown jacket. His usual pants are loose jeans or really anything that makes movement easy in the winter and cut-offs or some shorts in the summer. For shoes, he's constantly wearing boots, regardess of weather.

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Skills:

* Agility: Seb's lean build give him an advantage when it comes to agility.
* Accuracy: Having been shooting since he was about eight or so, Sebastian's aim is, more or less, dead-on unless he's destracted.
* Tracking: Years as a hunter have helped him perfect the art of tracking anything "supernatural" whether that be through observing clues, tracks, or remains of an animal. You name it, he'll find it.
* Strategy: This skill goes hand-in-hand with tracking, more or less. He's not a very brash man and, therefore, is able to make plans without losing his cool.
* Observation: Seb suffers from a bit of a hyperactive mind. He never enters an area without taking in his surroundings and trying to conclude as much as he can. It's a skill that his uncle drilled into his mind as a child.

Quirks:

* Hasn't had an actual girlfriend since before he was pulled out of school
* Smokes; it's a bad habit he was never able to curb
* Chews his lip when in deep thought
* Takes his work far too seriously to the point where it becomes priority

Likes:

* Cigarettes
* Hunting
* Dogs
* Water
* Outdoors
* Guns
* Military Channel
* Success
* Being alone or in a small group
* Quiet

Dislikes:

* Werewolves
* Vampires
* Subjugation
* Higher Powers; one of the main reasons he's actually an atheist. That and he doesn't believe that if God existed he'd put any of these creatures on the Earth
* His uncle
* Birds; their squawking alerts animals and, in turn, makes hunting a hell of a lot harder
* Most electronic devices

Fears:

* Being unable to prove himself as a leader to both his uncle and his ancestors
* Dying of natural causes-- funny thing is, he doesn't fear death on a Hunting trip. He would prefer dying that way than of some other disease.
* Though he's never been in a serious relationship, he still does want to end up in one and have a child, hopefully. He fears this may never happen with his loner ways.

Written description: Sebastian was born and trained throughout his lifetime to be nothing more than a killing machine. He's a skilled tracker, hunter, and strategist making him quite worthy of his rank as the Bellingstone Hunter's leader. As a teenager, he started smoking and hasn't stopped. It's a bit of a guilty pleasure; one of the few pleasures he allows himself in life. Seb's overactive. In fact, he'd be much more content going after Bellingstone's countless supernatural creatures than sleeping or eating. If the creatures weren't stronger than him, he also wouldn't hesitate to go after them himself without any assistance. He can be a bit cocky to some, because of this, and won't hesitate to brag. Seb's work is his priority, over his life and wellfare. For, in his eyes, his life is nothing compared to the countless of Hunters who have died for their cause. It may seem like a selfless ideal but he doesn't really see the point in putting other before himself or, well, anything. He's never even been in a serious relationship. Seb's extrememly averse to higher-powers such as his deceased uncle who was the one who drilled the poor boy until his limbs were weak and his muscles sore. His guns are his pride and joy, along with a few hunting dogs he keeps. One day, he does hope he'll live long enough to have children, but he wouldn't want to die of natural cases. Instead, he'd rather die Hunting.

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Relationship Status: Single

Brief History: Sebastian was born and raised in Bellingstone, like quite a few of the members. His mother was never a big influence in Sebastian's life, along with his father. In fact, he can sometimes hardly remember their names but they were Rachel and Dustin Harding. Both of them were well known, well respected Hunters who simply had Sebastian so they would have a "successor" of sorts when they inevitably died. His early life was spent attending school with other children, learning basic math facts and acting like really any child at his age would. In fact, he doesn't remember it now, but he was close friends with Axel Wolff until his father split them apart; a bit of a Fox and the Hound relationship.


By the age of fourteen, Sebastian was an orphan living with his uncle Greg Harding. Greg Harding was an ex-Hunter who'd been forced into retirement after losing his right leg to a werewolf. Seb was pulled out of school and began his rigorous training under the training of his uncle. The young boy, once lean and sickly looking, was forced to work until he could hardly lift his arms or get up in the morning. In just a year, his muscle had toned greatly and he'd begun to fill out. Sebastian had a great talent for shooting guns and throwing knives, although he seemed to connect the best with his dead father's old Winchester rifle. When he turned twenty-one, now six feet four inches and intimidating in build, Seb was sent out on his own to Hunt.

Being a cocky young man, he made it his goal to go after Achilles Dubois, the head vampire. The aged vampire had been a bit lethargic in his later years and Seb tracked him down to his well-built manor in the outskirts of Bellingstone. A large, tiring fight followed and Sebastian received scratches and bruises along his body that wouldn't disappear for weeks to come. In the climax of the battle, Achilles had pinned down the young man and snapped at his throat, only to have the Winchester shoved between his teeth with the vampire now biting down upon crafted wood and metal. Sebastian forced him back and, with expertise, aimed his gun and fired. The silver bullet he'd loaded struck the vampire in the back of his throat and killed him nearly instantly. Bleeding and with a broken rib or two, he hurried back to his home.

With his "initiation" complete, Sebastian joined the Bellingstone Hunters as an already highly-esteemed member for killing off Achilles Dubois. He quickly climbed the ranks and became the leader a few years ago. In only the recent year, his uncle Greg died from a rough case of pneumonia. He's stayed much of a loner, too, afraid of becoming too close to anybody.