Post by romania on Mar 1, 2011 19:16:07 GMT -5
!V lad Bathory¡
° N-ame || Vladimir Bathory
° A-liases || Vlad, "The Impaler" (more of a joke between his friends because he's Romanian, and named Vlad)
° A-ge || 25
° G-ender || Male
° F-amily || None/Unknown
° S-ight || Yep :>
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° E-ye color || Scarlet
° H-air color || Jet black
° H-eight || 6'
° W-eight || 130 pounds
° S-kin tone || Incredibly pale, almost unnaturally so.
° D-efining features || Wears fake fangs (which to anyone who doesn't know they are fakes, they look quite real), also has a beauty mark by his eye.
° A-dditional features || Tends to dress eccentrically, likes to wear armor. Carries a sword whereever he goes.
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° J-ob || Noble/Eccentric Weirdo/Vampire/Magician
° R-ank || Regional Lord
° R-eason for current profession || Took over almost all the neighboring noble families, became rather obsurdly wealthy. Been paying his dues to keep the military out of his hair (though he keeps somewhat close ties with them). Likes to pretend he's a vampire to scare people. Spends his money on rather foolishly silly things. His magical talent qualifies himself to call himself a Magician.
° H-ome town || Cheelur
° B-irth town || Cheelur
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° P-ersonality ||
Vladimir is, simply put, Cheelur’s local weirdo. He is incredibly eccentric, and has plenty of money to fund the oddities that he ends up bringing home. In his homeland he’s known most for his collections of oddities and the strange statues that decorate his yard and mansion. While he seems to be just another eccentric and strange noble on the outside, he’s far more than that. He spends his money only when he feels its most worth it, and tries to save most of it. He’s a very cautious and protective person, and has actually spent more money on protective measures for his home than on strange things.
He is obsessed with mythology and all things magical, which is likely due to the fact he possess the Sight. Vlad has always been able to see creatures, and with this Sight came one extra perk which he constantly abuses for the sake of common trickery. He can use magic.
This is a talent which is highly abused by the young Noble, perhaps only because he is a bit of a trickster by nature, and enjoys using magic to deceive people and confuse them. He also uses his magic to help him play his favorite role. In his spare time he takes a delight in pretending to be a vampire, and actually has most of the people of Cheelur rather convinced he may actually be a vampire.
Aside from pretending to be a vampire, another one of his hobbies is throwing parties. He loves social events, and happily provides funding for any major event in Cheelur, not only because it’s his job as the Regional Lord, but also because he loves a good party. He’s been known to throw some of the least chaotic parties in all of Atheros, which is a rather strange thing to say considering that the attendance lists often includes pirates, Ruthians and Military.
No one is quite sure why exactly things seem to be so peaceful around him, but he likes to pass it off simply as a trait brought on by his magic, and that the ability to keep peace has been in his family for generations. It’s not particularly bothersome to him in any way, because he likes peace quite a bit.
Vlad does not like to take sides, and will defend his neutrality in the “war” to the death. He doesn’t want any part of either side. Though this may all change soon enough…
° L-ikes ||
• All magical creatures, especially Dragons.
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• Making trouble with his magic.
• When people are happy
• Entertaining others
° D-islikes ||
• The Military
• War
• Being used
• Being alone
• When people can’t see his Dragon as real.
° F-ears ||
• Losing his dragon
• Being forced to join the Military
• Being forced to take a side
° L-esser known facts ||
• Has a pet dragon, but to anyone without the sight it looks like a mechanical dragon (it is roughly the size of a large horse). He also uses it as a mount and conversation piece.
• He is…uh. Involved with something. But I can’t tell you that yet
• He's not actually a vampire, but pretends to be one for shits and giggles.
• He can use magic.
° G-oals ||
• Wreck some havok
• Have some fun
• Fly around on his dragon. Because that’s just freaking awesome.
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° H-istory ||
+ Born the only child and heir to a noble family in Cheelur.
+ Was given a mysterious egg on his tenth birthday, which hatched into a small violet dragon, which he named Renfield
+ Discovered his magic at age twelve, was trained by his aging father.
+ His father passed away, and he took over as Regional Lord at the young age of Sixteen, has been keeping a watchful eye on Cheelur ever since.
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° R-oleplay example ||
The moonlit courtyard of the mansion was beautiful, the sounds of the crickets chirping only made it more so. Even the haunting statues of the yard, which only appeared chilling at night by design, made it beautiful. The night air was cool on his skin as he walked through the yard with a soft smile on his face. What would have looked like Luna moths to anyone lacking in the gift of Sight fluttered around him merrily. The faeries, for they were faeries, giggled and squealed as they played tag around his head. He said nothing, continuing his walk, his smile wider now.
His journey concluded when he reached the barn located across the grounds from his mansion. The faeries continued to giggle and play as he opened the door, and rushed inside to dance around the amethyst-hued beast lying in a pile of hay at the back of the barn.
The man grinned, closing the door behind him as he bounced towards the creature unafraid. The dragon lifted his head slowly and smiled a little, happy to see his master again. “You’re late tonight, were you entertaining guests at your house?” The dragon sounded a little worried, as if he had thought he’d been forgotten. The human simply laughed “Ooh no, not guests. Not really…I’ve been up to something absolutely mischievous. I think you’ll like it.”
The dragon sighed “Up to your tricks again?” Vladimir only laughed stating plainly “Of course, but this has to be the biggest yet. I mean, it’s a family tradition or something, Grandfather and Papa both did something to make things more interesting for Cheelur.” He sounded sure of himself, and very proud of his actions at that. Which he knew he should be, since he’d done something big.
Magic was a rare gift, and he was happy to use it as his father had, and his grandfather before him. Cheelur was a peaceful place, but he could only tolerate so much of that. Sometimes the moment was right for a little confusion and strangeness brought on by a troublesome Magician. The red-eyed man was grinning ear to ear as he said “I’ve outdone them both.”
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° U-sername || romania
° A-ge || 17
° T-ime zone || EST
