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THE HOPELESS POET


SOFIEL "SOFIA" MORRIS《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF AN ANGELIC ABOMINATION
WRITER:xxxPUNCHELLA

SUMMARY:

Sofiel was born of knowledge and love, just like most angels. However, her true form was errant. Unlike most angels, she was given a horrifying form and called an abomination. Angels, you see, have a particular way of being and anything that strays from the norm is considered an abomination. Her ability to transform into a more acceptable, human-like appearance (one that angels would recognize as the norm) gave her reprieve from the disapproving stares of elders and helped her fit in among other races. However, she still spent most of her younger life in solitude, whether because other angel children teased her for her true form or because she did not want to disappoint those she was in the care of. For most of her life, she obeyed and did as she was told, afraid of ridicule for doing anything that strayed from the line. Yet, her self-imposed jail sentence was not long in the outlook of angels, whom matured around 18 years of age, like humans, but lived for far longer. Sofiel was delighted that she now had the freedom to pursue a passion she had cultivated since childhood: poetry. At 18, she attended a women's university to pursue a career in writing. She was not a particularly outstanding student, nor did she perform horrendously. She was simply average.

Poetry books were a love of Sofiel's that many angels could understand. With their vast repertoires of knowledge and their boundless love, most angels became hopeless romantics. Even though Sofiel was regarded as an abomination, she became the most hopeless of them all. Torn asunder for many years about her true form, Sofiel began to believe that there would be no one in this world who would love her, all of her; and so she filled her mind with fantasies of romance through poetry, where she could envision these poems being sent by a mysterious lover, a secret admirer. Though reserved in demeanor, one could sense when she was particularly enamored by something, whether that be by the pink tint to her cheeks that arose or a glitter in her eye that sparkled under the sun. A gentle laugh, so soft as if it were a whisper carried by the breeze was another sign of Sofiel finding herself enchanted by something.

Sofiel has written many poems in her life, some better than others. Though she has kept them all in a private journal, a collection of 20 poems she had written during her time in university was published under the moniker "Sofia". The book titled "Gaze from a Moonlit Room" featured poems about her thoughts on her appearance and a yearning for a love that was unconditional. Though it was not popular initially, in recent time it has gained popularity with young women and has been dubbed a book for "the purest of souls". Many angels have read this book, unknown to them that Sofiel is the poet behind every pleasurable word. Though Sofiel longs to write a romantic poetry collection that inspired her growing up, she can only write about her want for love until someone arrives to love her in her entirety.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Bliss & Horror Inducement: Can induce targets to feel extreme pleasure or discomfort, effectively incapacitating them with weakness/nausea or induce happiness/pleasure.
Cannot cause both bliss and horror at the same time.
Requires physical touch.
Only works on creatures that can experience such feelings.
String of Fate: Gold
Employment: Amateur Poet

SAMPLES: SAMPLES HERE

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THE HOPELESS POET


SOFIEL "SOFIA" MORRIS《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF AN ANGELIC ABOMINATION
WRITER:xxxPUNCHELLA

SUMMARY:

Sofiel was born of knowledge and love, just like most angels. However, her true form was errant. Unlike most angels, she was given a horrifying form and called an abomination. Angels, you see, have a particular way of being and anything that strays from the norm is considered an abomination. Her ability to transform into a more acceptable, human-like appearance (one that angels would recognize as the norm) gave her reprieve from the disapproving stares of elders and helped her fit in among other races. However, she still spent most of her younger life in solitude, whether because other angel children teased her for her true form or because she did not want to disappoint those she was in the care of. For most of her life, she obeyed and did as she was told, afraid of ridicule for doing anything that strayed from the line. Yet, her self-imposed jail sentence was not long in the outlook of angels, whom matured around 18 years of age, like humans, but lived for far longer. Sofiel was delighted that she now had the freedom to pursue a passion she had cultivated since childhood: poetry. At 18, she attended a women's university to pursue a career in writing. She was not a particularly outstanding student, nor did she perform horrendously. She was simply average.

Poetry books were a love of Sofiel's that many angels could understand. With their vast repertoires of knowledge and their boundless love, most angels became hopeless romantics. Even though Sofiel was regarded as an abomination, she became the most hopeless of them all. Torn asunder for many years about her true form, Sofiel began to believe that there would be no one in this world who would love her, all of her; and so she filled her mind with fantasies of romance through poetry, where she could envision these poems being sent by a mysterious lover, a secret admirer. Though reserved in demeanor, one could sense when she was particularly enamored by something, whether that be by the pink tint to her cheeks that arose or a glitter in her eye that sparkled under the sun. A gentle laugh, so soft as if it were a whisper carried by the breeze was another sign of Sofiel finding herself enchanted by something.

Sofiel has written many poems in her life, some better than others. Though she has kept them all in a private journal, a collection of 20 poems she had written during her time in university was published under the moniker "Sofia". The book titled "Gaze from a Moonlit Room" featured poems about her thoughts on her appearance and a yearning for a love that was unconditional. Though it was not popular initially, in recent time it has gained popularity with young women and has been dubbed a book for "the purest of souls". Many angels have read this book, unknown to them that Sofiel is the poet behind every pleasurable word. Though Sofiel longs to write a romantic poetry collection that inspired her growing up, she can only write about her want for love until someone arrives to love her in her entirety.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Bliss & Horror Inducement: Can induce targets to feel extreme pleasure or discomfort, effectively incapacitating them with weakness/nausea or induce happiness/pleasure.
Cannot cause both bliss and horror at the same time.
Requires physical touch.
Only works on creatures that can experience such feelings.
String of Fate: Gold
Employment: Amateur Poet

SAMPLES: SAMPLES HERE

RESERVE ACCEPTED! I can't wait to see her profile~

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THE CHEEKY INNKEEPER


MYONG-WOL KIM《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A DRAGON
WRITER:xxxSLEEP ENTHUSIAST

SUMMARY:

Myoung-Wol has been alive for a long time, longer than he would care to recount and for as long as he could remember, he has been the innkeeper of the Waning Moon. Cursed by a power older and greater than he to serve his community. Over the years, the Waning Moon has moved from location to location as civilization evolved until its present location. Myoung-Wol may be a cheeky innkeeper but he will serve his duty faithfully, with minor grumbling. Given his long life span his name is well known to those supernatural that require assistance.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Abilities:
- Myoung-Wol can shift into his draconic form
- He also has the ability to see the strings of fate and calculate their compatibility
- He can manipulate the weather, with a penchant for storms. In his humanoid form, these abilities are much more constrained. In his dragon form, they are exponentially amplified.

String of Fate Color:
- Cerulean

Employment:
- Waning Moon Innkeeper

SAMPLES: SAMPLES HERE

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THE POMPOUS PONY


Cassidy Axon《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A UNICORN
WRITER:xxxWOLFUMSTHEGREAT

SUMMARY:

Cassidy is a fairly young unicorn to be out on her own. After the passing of her mother, she inherited the family modiste shop on one of the busiest streets of London. Having to quickly mature and step up to the plate, she learned how to run the business and even garnered more attention than her mother ever could have dreamed of. The shop had something special that no one could replicate, unicorn thread. The dazzling shimmer is unlike anything that can be produced and easily put Cassidy's shop on the map. While her mother taught her the ways of using unicorn thread, she always kept it as a hidden secret. Cassidy chose not to hide the irresistible allure of the thread to the public and it ended up catching the eye of nobles, then the royal family. Before long, she had to hire help in her shop while she moved into her new position as one of the royal seamstresses. Business had never been better, but that meant Cassidy had to be even more careful and closed off as prying eyes wanted to learn the reasoning behind the shop's popularity.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Abilities:
While Unicorn blood has been highly sought after for its healing properties, Unicorn hair possess something that Cassidy finds even more valuable, magical energy. In its normal state, it can be used to promote luck and good fortune. It can be woven into thread that produce's a star-like sheen. When broken down, the magic inside can be harnessed with Enerkinesis. In a raw state, the magic can be applied and bound to objects in the form of potions or enchanted items. While Cassidy doesn't know how to properly use the magic's base, she is well aware of the thread's attraction.

String of Fate Color:
- Pearl

Employment:
- Modiste

SAMPLES: SAMPLES HERE

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THE POMPOUS PONY


Cassidy Axon《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A UNICORN
WRITER:xxxWOLFUMSTHEGREAT

SUMMARY:

Cassidy is a fairly young unicorn to be out on her own. After the passing of her mother, she inherited the family modiste shop on one of the busiest streets of London. Having to quickly mature and step up to the plate, she learned how to run the business and even garnered more attention than her mother ever could have dreamed of. The shop had something special that no one could replicate, unicorn thread. The dazzling shimmer is unlike anything that can be produced and easily put Cassidy's shop on the map. While her mother taught her the ways of using unicorn thread, she always kept it as a hidden secret. Cassidy chose not to hide the irresistible allure of the thread to the public and it ended up catching the eye of nobles, then the royal family. Before long, she had to hire help in her shop while she moved into her new position as one of the royal seamstresses. Business had never been better, but that meant Cassidy had to be even more careful and closed off as prying eyes wanted to learn the reasoning behind the shop's popularity.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Abilities:
While Unicorn blood has been highly sought after for its healing properties, Unicorn hair possess something that Cassidy finds even more valuable, magical energy. In its normal state, it can be used to promote luck and good fortune. It can be woven into thread that produce's a star-like sheen. When broken down, the magic inside can be harnessed with Enerkinesis. In a raw state, the magic can be applied and bound to objects in the form of potions or enchanted items. While Cassidy doesn't know how to properly use the magic's base, she is well aware of the thread's attraction.

String of Fate Color:
- Pearl

Employment:
- Modiste

SAMPLES: SAMPLES HERE

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THE HYPER-ACTIVE HOUND


Alexei McMarrow《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A Hellhound
WRITER:xxxTokala Fox Spirit

SUMMARY:

Happy, kind of boneheaded, brawny and furiously loyal is Alexei in a nutshell. He never knew his father and his mother vanished one night never to be seen again. The owner of the Waning Moon Inn, Myoung-Wol, took him in after finding him foraging in the inn’s garbage bins and a few years later, promoted him to head of security. To this day he hopes to find out what happened to his mother but is also equally concerned about their world being exposed to the humans.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Alexei has two alternate forms: A four-legged one and a two-legged werewolf-like beast. Both retain the ability to breathe fire and he is much gruffer in the latter form. A non-magical skill would be his muscles for he works out everyday to maintain them in order to protect others.

String of Fate Color:
- Black

Employment:
-Head of security for the Waning Moon Inn.

SAMPLES: Wolfums and Risa own all my samples

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Tokala Fox Spirit

THE HYPER-ACTIVE HOUND


Alexei McMarrow《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A Hellhound
WRITER:xxxTokala Fox Spirit

SUMMARY:

Happy, kind of boneheaded, brawny and furiously loyal is Alexei in a nutshell. He never knew his father and his mother vanished one night never to be seen again. The owner of the Waning Moon Inn, Myoung-Wol, took him in after finding him foraging in the inn’s garbage bins and a few years later, promoted him to head of security. To this day he hopes to find out what happened to his mother but is also equally concerned about their world being exposed to the humans.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Alexei has two alternate forms: A four-legged one and a two-legged werewolf-like beast. Both retain the ability to breathe fire and he is much gruffer in the latter form. A non-magical skill would be his muscles for he works out everyday to maintain them in order to protect others.

String of Fate Color:
- Black

Employment:
-Head of security for the Waning Moon Inn.

SAMPLES: Wolfums and Risa own all my samples

WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?!

Myoung-Wol did.

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S O F I E L | AVIS | M O R R I Sxxxxxxxx
BEARING THE TRUE FORM OF AN ANGELIC ABOMINATION


AGE: 25
RACE: Angel(ic Abomination)
GENDER & PRONOUNS: female | she/her
SEXUALITY: pansexual
HEIGHT: 6'0"
WEIGHT: 120 LBS
EYE COLOUR: pink
HAIR COLOUR: blonde
MARKINGS/SCARS: none
THEME SONG: kiss me before you go



BIOGRAPHYxxx


Sofiel's earliest memories are of her mother crying. Though she was born from knowledge and love, as most angels are, she looked detestable to her mother. Angels value perfection and beauty and so when Sofiel was born, her true form was what they would consider an abomination. Whenever her mother held Sofiel, she would cry. Tears of disappointment, that her own daughter was such an ugly angel. For the first five years of her life, Sofiel's mother did not let anyone aside from family see her. She was much too embarrassed to let the world see what her daughter truly looked like. However, she could not keep her away from other angels for long, and it was far too soon that Sofiel was exposed to the judgement of angels, which was fabled to be the harshest amongst the supernatural races. Since she still had not learned how to transform between her true form and a more suitable human form, other angels were decidedly more harsh than her mother was. At least her mother pretended she was a beautiful angel, but others simply whispered as she walked by and other children cowered in fear or laughed at her appearance.

By age ten, Sofiel was able to transform into a more human-like appearance. For the ease of her mind, she stayed in this form for a majority of her time, only going back to her true form at night when she could fly into the dark skies, where no one could see her hideous appearance. Though she could stay in a human form to avoid ridicule, it was pointless among angels, because most of the ones she knew already knew what her true form looked like and still avoided her as much as they had when she was younger. Increasingly disappointed by the lack of change in others, Sofiel spent her days inside the family home, particularly in the modest library that soon became Sofiel's study. Refusing to go to school amongst others, Sofiel was tutored privately and as such, became a very bright girl for her age. She was showered with praise from her tutor and house staff for her wit and creativity. It was around this time that she became entranced with poetry, particularly romance poetry. The great poets of her time inspired Sofiel to dream of a life where she too, could experience a love so pure and unconditional, to one day be accepted for her true form, not just her human appearance.

Though her childhood was spent in solitude, at the age of eighteen she decided to attend a women's university, where she dedicated herself to learning more about literature and what truly made an unforgettable poem. While she had been a bright child, she was simply an average university student. She did not stand out academically or socially, but that was just fine for Sofiel, who was afraid to even speak in front of her classes. When she was finished with her university education, she began to compile all the poems she had been writing since she was a child and picked out the ones she loved the most. This collection of poems that she curated became her poetry book "Gaze from a Moonlit Room". Nervous about having her real name associated with her work, she submitted to a publisher under the moniker "Sofia". She received a moderate amount of attention from poetry critics and other book reviewers, but after the initial royalty payments from the book, they slowed down until recently.

Before her poetry book regained popularity again, Sofiel traveled around cities, residing in inns and watching the people amongst her. She would be inspired to write more and more poems now that she was out amongst the populace. To sustain herself, Sofiel would write poems for a small fee, like an artist offering quick portraits on the street. Sometimes she would dabble in professional writing by taking requests for rejection letters, acceptance letters, etc. Recently though, she has been able to sustain herself purely on book royalties now that her book has gained popularity amongst young women and girls. However, when the day was done, she would find herself in a large natural space with hardly any others around, falling in love with the nature around her.

Now, she is loathe to admit to herself that to write romance poetry, she must experience romance. However, she has become afraid of revealing herself to others, frightened at the possibility that they reject her based on her horrific true form. She has long believed that she is unworthy of that type of love, but longs for it nonetheless.

Additional Lore:
- Angels have an average lifespan of 300 years. Angels that are under 100 years old use their innate curiosity to learn about the world they live in and are often naive or too trusting of others.
- Angels value beauty and perfection above all else. As such, Angelic beauty standards are even harsher than human standards. Angelic Abominations stray from the standard and are thus considered disgusting, horrifying and monstrosities to angels. Standards among all other areas are also absurdly high, leading to a view amongst non-angels to view them as snobby or high-maintenance.
- Angelic scholars believe that Angelic Abominations (known to humans as "biblically accurate" angels) are born because of darkness that resides in their parents' hearts. However, this is merely a theory.
- Angels are typically gifted with powers related to the light, air/wind, healing, and other beneficial/benevolent magics. Angelic Abominations are typically gifted with a "dual-sided" power, for example, Sofiel's Bliss/Horror Inducement gift. This lends credibility to the theory that is posited by Angelic scholars.
- A majority of angels live within large communities of other angels, though some have decided to live amongst humans in disguise either to learn about the world beyond their communities or to escape the high standards of angel society.
- Angels believe in love marriages, given their nature is to learn fully and love freely. Arranged marriages are only present among the high nobility in angel society.
- Angels that have given in to darkness' temptation are known as "fallen angels". A majority of angels believe that angelic abominations are more prone to becoming fallen angels given their dual-sided gifts and horrifying appearance. In reality most fallen angels are corrupt nobility that have used their status and power to deceive others and indulge in their greed.
- Angelic Abominations typically disguise themselves as humans and live amongst them for a majority of their lives. Being shunned as children by other angels has left a distaste for Angelic society. They typically avoid being discovered as an angel by travelling so no one place knows them for too long.

PERSONALITYxxx

Sofiel is quite reserved, some might even say timid. Upon meeting Sofiel for the first time, one might think she is simply shy or a bit skittish. She is not one to speak up in groups and loathes to be amongst a large amount of people. If one were to sit with Sofiel and talk with her, she would seem a bit awkward at first, thinking about her words carefully, as if anything she could say might offend her conversation partner. Those who know Sofiel on a more personal level, know that she loves to discuss the little things that make life worth living. Sofiel is quite curious about people and wants to know all the different ways that people are. Yet, her curiosity won't ever drive her out of her comfort zone, there she prefers to stay. Aside from her more reserved outward personality, she is quite readable, wearing her heart on her sleeve as some would say. You can tell when she is happy, when she truly likes something or is simply being polite. You can tell when something is bothering her or when she is bored. Her readable face is certainly her fatal flaw, never able to hide her true feelings from everyone around her.


SKILLS, EMPLOYMENT & REPUTATIONxxx

PRIMARY SKILL: BLISS & HORROR INDUCEMENT
Can induce targets to feel extreme pleasure or discomfort, effectively incapacitating them with weakness/nausea or induce happiness/pleasure.
Cannot cause both bliss and horror at the same time.
Requires physical touch.
Only works on creatures that can experience such feelings.
SECONDARY SKILL: TRUE FORM
Sofiel has the ability to transform between her true form and a human form. Her true form is humanoid, but her skin looks to be made of marble with cracks in the surface that are filled with what appears to be gold. Her legs end in blunt points and she has one large eye that sits vertically on her face rather than the horizontal way of human eyes. She has four wings, two that extend from her shoulder blades and two that extend from her hips. Her hair and feathers match the color of her marble skin as well.

STRING OF FATE: GOLD
Sofiel's string of fate is a golden silk ribbon that looks to be in pristine condition.

EMPLOYMENT: AMATEUR POET
Sofiel is in the midst of writing a second collection of poems, but she currently receives royalties from her first book "Gaze from a Moonlit Room" that allow her to live a comfortable life as a single woman if she is smart with her earnings.

REPUTATION: HOPELESS POET
↝ Amongst angels, it is said that Sofiel's true form has not been seen by anyone in 17 years.
↝ Sofiel would sooner write a biography of a random farmer than of a prominent figurehead.
↝ Sofia the poet must either an old women with much life experience or a prodigy child.



MISCELLANEOUSxxx

LIKES
✔ poetry
✔ romance books
✔ lemon tart
✔ mild weather
✔ the sound of harps
✔ crickets during the summer night

DISLIKES
✖ being called an "abomination"
✖ shepherd's pie
✖ large crowds
✖ loud, sudden noises
✖ dark, enclosed spaces
✖ being seen in her true form


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THE INFALLIBLE INCUBUS


Fyndrath Zeerzaith《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A Incubus
WRITER:xxxTokala Fox Spirit

SUMMARY:

Fyndrath wasn’t so much as ‘born’ as he was simply ‘created.’ Hell is a very real place and while he enjoyed his time down there, he was more interested in the mortal realm. Once he spent a couple of decades on earth, he was loathed to return home and established himself among the humans to do what he does best: Morally questionable business transactions. He got his start by using his powers in various ways to manipulate others to do his bidding and built a business out of it. From grave robbing to selling dangerous cursed items in his shop, there is nothing occult related that he is not unaware of.

His personality is quite haughty, devious and regal. Fyn holds himself in the highest regard with rarely a hair out of place. He tends to look down on others although if you pique his interest, he isn’t above sharing a dirty joke or two with you. He’s also highly intelligent and tends to observe quietly in the shadows when arriving somewhere new. Information is power after all.

If you manage to peel back the many layers of demonic traits, you will find that time spent among the humans has changed Fyndrath. He isn’t as ruthless as he used to be and has adapted human quirks over the years. He is highly protective of his friends and allies and will not hesitate to use his powers to fight back against the enemy. On rare occasions (if you get him drunk enough) you will find that he can be easy to talk to and even empathetic towards the plights of others. He will be using his many underground contacts to help root out where the group who wants to expose the supernatural to the humans might be and put an end to it by any means necessary.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

An incubus is a being that is able to manipulate the dreams of others, causing both nightmares, sleep paralysis and erotic scenarios. Fyndrath is no different and preys upon the mental state of others and is also able to confuse the mind. For dream manipulation/sleep paralysis he must have a lock of hair from the victim (or their consent if seeking it out on purpose). For confusion of the mind, he must be able to look into their eyes for four seconds beforehand in order to establish a mental connection.

As part of his race, his pheromones/scent is able to change based upon the victim’s preferences. He becomes what they desire most without changing his appearance at all; simply tricking the brain into thinking that it wants him no matter what they are normally attracted to. The weaker the mind, the more easily they are influenced by him. The stronger the mental state, the easier it is to resist his devious charms. When humans look at him, they see an ordinary man but when supernatural beings look his way, they see the long ears and the sharp, curling horns along with glittering green eyes.

Fyndrath also has an alternate form that he hides from others unless battle is necessary. This form has not been seen in decades but it is an alien creature able to rip and tear, using its heightened speed to its advantage as well as flight.


String of Fate Color:
- Malachite Green

Employment:
-Fyndrath owns a curiosities and occult shop called The Slaughtered Lamb. It specializes in ancient artifacts from around the world, mysterious potions, cursed items and other such memorabilia. It is enchanted so that if humans were to enter, they wouldn’t see anything out of the ordinary that they could not comprehend. When supernatural beings enter the store, they are exposed to its full, nefarious inventory.

As a side job, Fyn has made numerous contacts over his many centuries of life and has others do his dirty work of grave robbing and underground dealings to generate more income. Wealth is something that he values highly and will not hesitate to make money off just about anything morally questionable.

He has also been known to offer his ‘services’ as an Incubus, whether it be to spice up a couple’s love life or to torment an enemy on their behalf, Fyn enjoys causing others to lose control when around him. He does not come cheap however and is not a common harlot. He chooses his clients carefully and picking only the ones that catch his interests the most.

SAMPLES: You already know <3

[Tokala Fox Spirit]

ALEXEI | SHADE | MCMARROWxxxxxxxx
BEARING THE TRUE FORM OF A Hellhound


AGE: 25 in human years (50 in Hellhound years)
RACE: Hellhound
GENDER & PRONOUNS: Male- He//Him
SEXUALITY: Pansexual
HEIGHT: 6.3
WEIGHT: 170 LBS
EYE COLOUR: Blue (red in doggie form)
HAIR COLOUR: Ebony
MARKINGS/SCARS N/A
THEME SONG: Last Young Renegade - All Time Low



BIOGRAPHYxxx

What do you get when a female high elf and a male hellhound get blackout drunk and bang in the woods? Alexei. You get Alexei. Hybrids aren’t unheard of and normally they will take on physical attributes of one parent and the actual race of the other. In this case he retained his mother’s elven ears but gained his father’s heritage.

Unfortunately, his father was uninterested in raising his pup and so retreated back to the moors of Scotland. Alexei has no memories of him. His mother however took him back to her home in the woods and raised him during the first four months of his life. Hellhounds remain in four-legged form until they are around eight months old and mature very quickly. Those were the happy days until they weren’t.

One night his mother left to go to the market and never returned. Alexei waited for three days until panic finally won and he broke out of their home, desperate to find her. He managed to follow her scent all the way to London before he lost it in the confusing and overwhelming smells of the city. He didn’t understand why she would come here for the market was only five miles from their home in the forest and her scent had been mixed in with others he didn’t recognize.

All alone and small, Alexei became lost and took to running with the local strays to learn how to survive. Weeks went by and soon his coat became matted and dirty, his paws covered in the gunk of the city. He resembled a ragged cur still not having grown into his ears yet but he had learned how to forage for food in the various bins around town. One night he found himself outside an inn next to a knocked over bin that contained rather good pickings. Nose deep in a chicken carcass he hadn’t noticed the looming shadow until it had scruffed him by the neck and was holding him aloft. Startled, all he could do was snap and snarl but his captor was not impressed by the display for he was an ancient dragon named Myoung-Wol, the owner of the Waning Moon Inn.

As their eyes connected, Alexei felt a sense of calm wash over him and he stilled as they regarded each other. He then began to wag his tail like mad and tried to lick the poor man on the face who (understandably) held him at arm’s length. Hellhounds needed a master and for some reason, Alexei had imprinted on Myoung-Wol much to the other man’s dismay. Undeterred by being plopped back onto the ground, Alexei followed the dragon into the inn. At first, he wanted nothing to do with a scraggly hellhound but he also didn’t have the heart to toss Alexei back outside.

A few baths (and a nail trim) later and soon Alexei found himself wandering the massive halls of the inn and learning all the ins and outs. Hellhounds can have many masters in their lifetime but for now he answered to Myoung-Wol.

Four months later Alexei had already changed into human form for the first time and learned how to navigate on two legs. Two years later he had found himself running security for the inn and had taken to patrolling the grounds to keep its guests safe. It was around that time that he unlocked his final ability to transform into a two-legged nightmare of a beast.

It has now been fifty years since he’d found himself at the Waning Moon’s doorstep and he did not look a day over 25. Like most supernatural beings, hellhounds lived a very long time and he had made his home here. When your true form was a black dog the size of a horse, guests were less likely to cause a ruckus and he continued to guard the inn over the years. It had also been interesting to watch his master play matchmaker to the different beings that came through the doors.

Regardless, finding a mate wasn’t something that crossed Alexei’s mind often even though he was surrounded by happy couples almost all the time. He was content, happy to serve the inn and his master and he felt as though he did not need anything else. Yet fate is a fickle thing and perhaps his true mate is out there somewhere.

Now with the threat of their world potentially being exposed, Alexei will do anything in his power to prevent that from happening.



PERSONALITYxxx

Optimistic, kind and loyal, Alexei doesn’t exactly fit the bill of a usual hellhound. More like a golden retriever, he loves putting smiles on people’s faces and is quick to joke around. He doesn’t let negativity get him down for too long and is always the first one to offer his help whenever there is a problem. If he cannot solve said problem, he will lend an ear to listen and offer cuddles instead.

Rarely serious, Alexei flits through life with his tail wagging unless someone threatens the master, the inn or the inn’s guests. In those circumstances he becomes a ferocious warrior and will not hesitate to fight anyone who dares to try and disrupt their peace. While he may not have much brain, he does not lack in brawn.

On some occasions he can also be flirty and suggestive although these traits usually show themselves when he’s in his final form. Often mistaken for a werewolf, his personality changes to that of a gruff, cocky and pushy beast.

Despite his good nature, Alexei can be air headed, forgetful and just plain dense when it comes to serious matters. He’s never had a romantic relationship whatsoever, just some nameless romps mostly in his final form. Love them and leave them was his father’s way and unfortunately Alexei has inherited that trait. He’s going to need a serious kick in the butt to commit if he ever finds his soul mate. His loyalty to a lover is fully capable of manifesting.



SKILLS, EMPLOYMENT & REPUTATIONxxx

PRIMARY SKILL: TRANSFORMATION
Alexei has the ability to transform into a four-legged black dog the size of a horse. In this form he is able to breathe the fires of hell from his maw. The size of his teeth and claws are also helpful in a pinch.

His secondary form is that of a werewolf looking monster. This is his most powerful form for his speed his heightened and his claws can extent to six inches or more. Towering over ten feet high, he is a force to be reckoned with. In this form, his personality changes and he is no longer the happy go lucky dog. Instead he's cocky, gruff, flirty and aggressive. He retains his fire-breathing ability in this form as well.


STRING OF FATE: Black Leash
A black leather leash with studded rubies running along its entire length, Alexei’s chain of fate is like brand-new with minimal stress cracks to the material.

EMPLOYMENT: Security Guard
Alexei is head of security for the Waning Moon Inn

REPUTATION: Delightful Dog
↝ He sleeps at the foot of guest's beds who have trouble sleeping
↝ The bodies of those that crossed him are buried on inn grounds
↝ He once licked the face of another prestigious inn owner who was visiting



MISCELLANEOUSxxx

LIKES
✔ Steak
✔ A warm bed
✔ Hugs. So many hugs please
✔ Dog lovers
✔ Rolling in freshly cut grass

DISLIKES
✖ Forgetting where he buried his bones in the backyard of the inn
✖ FLEAS
✖ Newspaper swats across his nose
✖ His master making him sleep out in the rain
✖ Being called a 'bad dog'



TOKALA FOX SPIRITxxxxxxxx

[citron trees]

THE CELESTIAL TRICKSTER


ASTRAIOS TEUMESSIOU《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A TEUMESSIAN FOX
WRITER:xxxCITRON TREES

SUMMARY:

Astraios was born in the stars as the latest incarnation of the Teumessian Fox. Fated to never be caught, Astraios has gone rogue from the righteous path of his ancestors, and has spent the last few centuries raising hell and being good at it. He is wily, deceitful, and has a smart mouth on him that often gets him into trouble. However, he avoids capture time after time again, resulting in him having an ego the size of a planet. He needs to be knocked down a peg, but to do that he needs to be pinned first.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Powers:
Teumessian Foxes are renowned for their ability to hide. As a result, their powers focus on evasion and trickery.
- Invisibility, shape-shifting between a human and a fox form, illusions.
- Longevity, enhanced senses and reflexes.
- Teumessian Foxes can read the stars and divine some meanings from them to know the near-future (the next few minutes or so), although this is not guaranteed to be accurate due to different interpretations and intelligence of the individual.

String of Fate:
- Apricot Orange

Employment:
- Smuggler of contraband and other goods

SAMPLES: SAMPLES HERE

[sleep enthusiast]

Tokala Fox Spirit

THE INFALLIBLE INCUBUS


Fyndrath Zeerzaith《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A Incubus
WRITER:xxxTokala Fox Spirit

SUMMARY:

Fyndrath wasn’t so much as ‘born’ as he was simply ‘created.’ Hell is a very real place and while he enjoyed his time down there, he was more interested in the mortal realm. Once he spent a couple of decades on earth, he was loathed to return home and established himself among the humans to do what he does best: Morally questionable business transactions. He got his start by using his powers in various ways to manipulate others to do his bidding and built a business out of it. From grave robbing to selling dangerous cursed items in his shop, there is nothing occult related that he is not unaware of.

His personality is quite haughty, devious and regal. Fyn holds himself in the highest regard with rarely a hair out of place. He tends to look down on others although if you pique his interest, he isn’t above sharing a dirty joke or two with you. He’s also highly intelligent and tends to observe quietly in the shadows when arriving somewhere new. Information is power after all.

If you manage to peel back the many layers of demonic traits, you will find that time spent among the humans has changed Fyndrath. He isn’t as ruthless as he used to be and has adapted human quirks over the years. He is highly protective of his friends and allies and will not hesitate to use his powers to fight back against the enemy. On rare occasions (if you get him drunk enough) you will find that he can be easy to talk to and even empathetic towards the plights of others. He will be using his many underground contacts to help root out where the group who wants to expose the supernatural to the humans might be and put an end to it by any means necessary.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

An incubus is a being that is able to manipulate the dreams of others, causing both nightmares, sleep paralysis and erotic scenarios. Fyndrath is no different and preys upon the mental state of others and is also able to confuse the mind. For dream manipulation/sleep paralysis he must have a lock of hair from the victim (or their consent if seeking it out on purpose). For confusion of the mind, he must be able to look into their eyes for four seconds beforehand in order to establish a mental connection.

As part of his race, his pheromones/scent is able to change based upon the victim’s preferences. He becomes what they desire most without changing his appearance at all; simply tricking the brain into thinking that it wants him no matter what they are normally attracted to. The weaker the mind, the more easily they are influenced by him. The stronger the mental state, the easier it is to resist his devious charms. When humans look at him, they see an ordinary man but when supernatural beings look his way, they see the long ears and the sharp, curling horns along with glittering green eyes.

Fyndrath also has an alternate form that he hides from others unless battle is necessary. This form has not been seen in decades but it is an alien creature able to rip and tear, using its heightened speed to its advantage as well as flight.


String of Fate Color:
- Malachite Green

Employment:
-Fyndrath owns a curiosities and occult shop called The Slaughtered Lamb. It specializes in ancient artifacts from around the world, mysterious potions, cursed items and other such memorabilia. It is enchanted so that if humans were to enter, they wouldn’t see anything out of the ordinary that they could not comprehend. When supernatural beings enter the store, they are exposed to its full, nefarious inventory.

As a side job, Fyn has made numerous contacts over his many centuries of life and has others do his dirty work of grave robbing and underground dealings to generate more income. Wealth is something that he values highly and will not hesitate to make money off just about anything morally questionable.

He has also been known to offer his ‘services’ as an Incubus, whether it be to spice up a couple’s love life or to torment an enemy on their behalf, Fyn enjoys causing others to lose control when around him. He does not come cheap however and is not a common harlot. He chooses his clients carefully and picking only the ones that catch his interests the most.

SAMPLES: You already know <3

RESERVE ACCEPTED!

[sleep enthusiast]

citron trees

THE CELESTIAL TRICKSTER


ASTRAIOS TEUMESSIOU《 XXXXXXX MY TRUE FORM IS THAT OF A TEUMESSIAN FOX
WRITER:xxxCITRON TREES

SUMMARY:

Astraios was born in the stars as the latest incarnation of the Teumessian Fox. Fated to never be caught, Astraios has gone rogue from the righteous path of his ancestors, and has spent the last few centuries raising hell and being good at it. He is wily, deceitful, and has a smart mouth on him that often gets him into trouble. However, he avoids capture time after time again, resulting in him having an ego the size of a planet. He needs to be knocked down a peg, but to do that he needs to be pinned first.

MAGICAL POWERS & IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Powers:
Teumessian Foxes are renowned for their ability to hide. As a result, their powers focus on evasion and trickery.
- Invisibility, shape-shifting between a human and a fox form, illusions.
- Longevity, enhanced senses and reflexes.
- Teumessian Foxes can read the stars and divine some meanings from them to know the near-future (the next few minutes or so), although this is not guaranteed to be accurate due to different interpretations and intelligence of the individual.

String of Fate:
- Apricot Orange

Employment:
- Smuggler of contraband and other goods

SAMPLES: SAMPLES HERE

ACCEPTED! I will soon get my grubby little hands onthat profile!