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The name "the Glass Wires" is the idea of all my characters being in a hip hop/rock band.

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"Ik Oankaar. Sat naam. Kartaa Purakh.
NIRBHA-O. I fear no scars."

[ Name ]
Willfred Sahlil Varinda the Orca Eyed. Will for short. A nickname he has is 'Ire Singh'. Also 'Garlic Boy'. He thinks they're hilarious.

[ Pronouns ]
he/him

[ Sexuality ]
Hetrosexual

[ Religion ]
 Sikh

[ Physical Characteristics ]
Because of his lighthouse and farm work, he is strong and hardy. He is tanned eggshell white with redwood undertones from long work under the sun. Will's hands are cracked and calloused. His photo is at the bottom of the sheet.

[ Age ]
twenty six

[ Height ]
5'11"

[ Race ]
born human, changed into a sea werewolf at age fourteen.

[ Hair ]
Long ink black hair. Its straight and falls almost to his neck. He shapes it to look semi-decent

[ Beard ]
Dark beard is neatly trimmed on his chin. No mustache is on his face.

[ Eye Colour ]
Bright azure.

[ Nervous Tics & Habits ]
He will go quiet when stressed.

[ Character Kinks ]
BITING. Big softie. He tries to make sure his partner is pleased, but always wants control.

[ Personality ]
To strangers, he comes off as patient, reserved and kind. Loathing any negative public scene, he is a quiet gentleman who always steps up to help folks in need.
If a guest or family member breaks his favorite mug by accident, he worries more about the guest and making sure they're okay. He can just buy a new mug.
Many people think of him as a gentle giant who won't hurt a soul. They're mostly right.
He will calmly listen to anyone speaking, wait his turn in line. Will is almost a perfect therapist. He won't ever put his own needs in front of others. A great gentleman that wants to do good in the world.
However, don't ask for advice. His blunt words aren't malicious, but often come off as harsh and hurtful.
Despite being an only child, he was often neglected and had to learn things by himself. This has made him independent and aloof.
While he wants to be optimistic, he is untrusting due to his history and betrayal in his life. Only a handful of folks are truly trustworthy.

He has a terrible jealousy streak. This makes him territorial over land, to the point of killing invaders. This can friction with his love life but he is trying his best to be communicative about it.

He can quickly become a slob, due to not knowing how to clean his house. But he does the dishes and regularly showers.

Although he is highly religious, Will avoids conversations about being Sikh and knowing Punjabi. Preaching isn't something he is interested in. A very shy person in general. When his anger rises up like a dangerous storm, he leaves and tries to avoid everyone.

To his family, he is loyal, easy going, and humble.
Not having any lovers before, he is admittedly new to that whole area.

Modern and simple clothes make up the bulk of his closet. The Kwést'tel tribe is mostly on good standing with him.

[ Abilities ]
He has sharper senses than an average human; this extends to his ability to speak to dogs, wolves and other animals to a lesser extent.

[ History ]
Born to a guardian of the Royal Werewolf Family (name is pending), and a secret admirer. Their names were Oskar Duradel and Barbara Pavel respectively. Will's dad never wanted him, but Barbara stubbornly kept the child.
After his birth, he was was raised by his mom but Oskar kidnapped him and left him to die in a forest; it was also on a completely different continent.

Lost, alone, and half dead, Will's adoptive father, Manprem Viranda, found him. There, he tried to bring the barely one year old to his family but to no avail. Agasint his better judgement, he began to raise the kid. He named him Sahlil. Until age fourteen, Sahlil had a mostly normal life. He lived on the poor side and was raised Sikh. Manprem took him on a vacation to "__". It was there he saved a sea werewolf from a trap. Unfortunately, he got bit. When he returned to India, problems arose during the full moon. For a year, he would hide himself in forests during the full moon.
Worry and fear grew until he returned to (country) at age sixteen. That was when he changed his first name to Willfred.
He moved in with Rían to help with the lighthouse. He was another werewolf. Manprem joined his son in (country) and he has been working at the lighthouse since then.

[ Misc ]
A dominant leaning man.​
His favorite fruit is mango, and his least favorite is strawberries.​
Usually forgets to charge his phone.​
Without a TV, and living in a forgotten old town, he doesn't know anything about pop culture or the internet.​

Position in The Glasswires: Leader, singer, and producer.​






Bonus (I don't care if it makes no sense its awesome):



 
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"The House Hilde always wins."

Name: Kirello Vun Hilde. First ever name was Stenchbug. She changed it at age twelve.

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: homosexual

Religion: Noahide

Age: twenty three

Physical Characteristics: From far away, she looks like a young human woman with shamrock hair. Her complexion is salt white. Up closer, Kirello's teal pupil-less eyes, unnaturally white sharp teeth, and the single bleached horn jutting from her left crown shows her tiefling blood. A stump is hidden in her wavy moss hair on her left forehead.

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The entirety of her left side- head to toe- has bloodred rafflesia flowers and veins covering her body. An hourglass silhouette build. Every month she changes up her perform; however her natural scent is rotting corpses. Sometimes flies circle her body.

Height: 5'3"

Markings, jewelry & tattoos: Each ear has one gold earrings with small teal jewels. She doesn't wear any other jewelry.
Thick blood red veins thrum with power over her skin.

Nervous Tics & Habits: tends to practice with her swords more if she's nervous. Because of her work, she is well versed in having no noticeable ticks anymore.

Misc:
  • If she wanted to, she could quickly make her original scent show up. She always carries two potions to reverse this in case. The reek of dead animals wouldn't bode well in court.

  • Has a ton of siblings on her dads side. The count is somewhere in the six hundreds.

  • Half of them want to kill her for some Abyss Throne War. She does not care. Her apartment has a circle of mushrooms warding any of them or their employees from walking inside without her explicit permission. Another quarter of her siblings are crazy. The rest are also trying to avoid the whole Throne War.

  • One of her extra annoying siblings is Ivan of Noel Booth. They strongly dislike eachother.

  • One of her favorite siblings is her sister, Welwitschia. People call her Welsit, or Wels, for short. She is a vegan. The two get along great.

  • Worships an Angel.

  • She has five staff on her payroll.
  • A jaguarman security guard. He guards her house. They spar together a lot. Gets flustered outside of combat. He is a smart man, and sometimes plays into the "jaguarmen are stupid" ploy. It doesn't work on Kirello (or his wife).
  • Kirello's main chef. Maxir's wife. Jaguarman. Yes she wears an apron on her entire body when she works. A very intense woman in the kitchen. She is otherwise friendly.
  • Wayne Forrest - a human security guard and store helper. He guards Kirello's store. A humble man who likes money.
  • Kirellos maid and friend. An old lady who is overly clean and is hard of hearing. Kind of uncooperative, but she's not lazy. Instead, incredibly stubborn.
  • Mel Honn - potion store worker. She is very extroverted. She comes from the higher class so she can come off as... narrow minded. Kirello heard her one time mock a lower class disabled person. Mel almost got fired; good news the costumer was satisfied with Kirello's excellent fixing of the problem!



[ Personality ] A drizzled adventurer with an air of mystery and easy going politeness.
Her movements are slow and deliberate. She is often fashionably late.
If people spread whispers of her appearance, she will say she enjoys the press.

She doesn't keep secrets and information hidden, she just doesn't talk about them unless their important. But if they do matter, she will converse about them.

In spite of being seen as cold and calculating, she cares for her friends.
She enjoys using playful sarcasm towards her friends; if they get upset, she will listen to their boundaries.

She doesn't see herself as worthy of love; but she is trying to get past that fact.

She keeps her religion and her work separate from eachother. However, she will act as an apologist if someone is upset about it.

Anything plant related, like herbs and gardening, is one of her favorite past times.

Abilities: Potion Master, expert gardener of dangerous and curious wildlife (she grows really weird plants. Some from the abyss too). Advanced in poisons. Well versed in using a sling, a slingshot, and two well-loved machete knives. Always wears a plethora of daggers on her body; she would feel weird without them.

History: born to an upper class woman, Tyra Yarlire,
and an unknown father* she was secretly given to an orphanage. Kirello would of been killed for being a bastard and a tiefling. Tyra's husband was told it had been a still birth.

Unfortunately, because of her awful odor, she was forced to be in the attic and couldn't be around anyone else. At age four, she ran away and lived in the concrete jungle of (city). Finally able to practice the living magic inside her, she experimented and lived in an abandoned warehouse. She became a novice in potion making.
At age six, she joined a dangerous street gang. They used her creations and protected her. Even gave her fresh food, a clean bed and tasty water.
This alliance lasted nearly eight years until she left the city and started adventuring. That phase lasted about three years until she returned to (city).

For the past year, she has been climbing the class ladder. Now she's a famous potionsmaster and expert gardener who is employed by many on the royal court. Everyone flock to her goods. With a single touch, she can make any plant flourish even in the most unstable conditions!
Unfortunately, her face isn't one to be forgotten so easily. Old and new foes set up traps for her to fall into.

Living a life of luxury after living in literal trash bins has made her very competitive. Now she will defend her first class position with tooth and nail.





Bonus:

(Obligatory OMAM)

Position: co-leader, secondary singer. Guitarist
 
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"Better to have your own piece of Hell then be Heaven's slave. Some prophet lied about me going back to heaven. I ate it."​

Name: Zhez the Cruel Hands

Pronouns: he/him, it/its

Sexuality: yes. (Within site guidelines of course) actually hates humans but like. Don't worry about it.

Physical Characteristics: carnivorous plant demon with six fingers, boar hooves, and a sundew tail. Smells of cedarwood and wonderful plants. Flies circle him when he is upset.

Age: old man. Three hundred years old or something.

Height: 7' 6"

Build: strong build, extremely handsome. Chilsed jaw. Just a dude I would drool over personally.

Race: carnivorous plant demon

Skin Tone: emerald and umber mosaic of a stained glass window

Hair: Venus fly traps, pitcher plants, sundews, rafflesias, cobra lilies. Basically all of them have a place on top of his head and body.

Beard: vines and leaves seeping out from under his skin.

Eye Colour: Black voids without pupils

Markings and tattoos: has mutiple markings of all nations on his body. Looks claustrophobic almost.

Nervous Tics and Habits: wouldn't tell you.

Character Kinks: yes

Miscellaneous: Deadbeat dad. Has something like six hundred kids around. Also a pathetic loser who thinks he will become God one day.

Personality: A typical demon. Just trying to drag everyone down with him. He has no master and he likes it that way. Happily kicks puppies for fun. Hates humans with a passion. Anyone who is happy and confident in their own ways is AN ENEMY. Hates cats. Think they're ugly. He just really wants to have sex all the time. A really gross pervert.

Abilities: Beautiful: his natural appearance is beautiful to everyone he meets. Getting physically touched by him will make this feeling grow intensely.

He is quickly able to grow certain plants from his body. (He is just a walking bush)

Dancing Shadow: his shadow is semi-independent and can open portals.

Won't shut up about philosophy sometimes. Especially to angels. He will just talk about papers with them

When he eats another demon, he gains some of their power.

History: He used to be a different completely creature. A lesser beast, as he would call it. Thinking of his past wounds him greatly. He would rather just eat a humans soul.​




(Its ironic)

Bonus:




He would be a young human in this AU. The drummer for one album and was unfortunately kicked out. Now he has to become a good person- whatever that means- also not trying to harass the other members with unwanted kisses for his own amusement. So later he goes through his whole "becoming a better person" arc. He became a Satanist and only does good, heroic things. Like donating to the poor. Then he was welcomed back into the group
 
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"Love is patient, kind, and respects boundaries. Feel free can disagree with me all the day long. But if you can't respect my boundaries, I don't want you in my life."

[ Name ] Arioso Whistle the Skypoet

[Pronouns ] he/him

[ Sexuality ] Hetrosexual

[ Physical Characteristics ]
[ Religion ] n/a

[ Height ] eight feet

Arioso is Undead, and crafted to look like a handsome man. His skin tone is a mix of three; yellow umber, pitch-raven, and pale white blend to look similar to markings. No blemish marks his perfectly shaped body. His hawk nose sits symmetrical on his face. A small beard grows on his chiseled chin. Peppered hair of sandy blonde, onyx sable, and ash white curls. It it is cut short. Each hand has six fingers.

His sweat smells of vanilla ice cream. Instead of blood, he has blueberry flavoured honey through his veins. The spit he forms tastes of whiped cream and coconuts. Arioso's hair tastes like a banana split dessert. His teeth are unnaturally white.

Under his beautiful skin are cuffs on all limbs, and a collar under his neck. The only visible part of the collar is the steel key lock on his neck. His tongue is four feet long.

[ Eye Colour ] Ari's eyes are odd. His right iris was a mosaic of frosty blue, navy, and terracotta brown. His left eye had three separated pupils; one a rich saphhite, one ice blue, and the other a deep clay. Each of them was pin prick small. His left sclera was a dark gray, becoming onyx at the edges.
When Sky is in full union, he gets one eye on his left and his sclera becomes onyx black.
When he is using his magic, his left eye glows pale lavender, bordering on nearly white.

[ Miscellaneous ]
Gaudriel the Timid, his creator, forgot about his mind. The consequence is the one mind is fragmented into three parts. Gaudriel thought it was hilarious; because she accidentally created the unholy trinity.​

The three alters have individual personalities and memories. When the three go into communion with eachother is when Sky exists.​

Under his skin is a Hongheui collar. He can always sense where his leash is. The leash is technically apart of his body.​
The leash holder takes away complete autonomy his body. Arioso's mind still has agency.​

The collar, when the leash is held by someone else, has mutiple properties.​

He can't use his magic unless his owner gives him permission. If his owner uses his magic, Arioso is simply an instrument that directs the magic.​
He can't touch the leash. He can't hold anything he considers a weapon, or anything he is forbidden to touch. His own body can be off limits. The collar cannot be unlocked by him. Arioso can be told to hurt someone and he will do it. It does not affect his individual thoughts.​

The leash can become a ring or bracelet. The holder can use Arioso's magic. Arioso's holder can sense his emotional state, and can cause pain or pleasure instantly. The owner can cause his body to become any state they want. They can make him say and do anything they wish.​
When Arioso is the leash owner, none of these apply to him. He simply becomes an autonomous being.​

Because of cruel past owners, like his creator, Arioso is very secretive about the collar and leash. He has it somewhere safe at all times.​

[ Personality ] Arioso is a mishmash of three identities, and is a completely new person. He prefers to be optimistic about his situation. Diplomacy is his first try for everything. Except slavers. Those people bring out an ugly anger in him.

Arioso has cannibalistic tendencies, as normal food doesn't fully satisfy him.

He loves to whistle, dance, fidget, and sing whenever he has the chance to. Arioso almost always has a musical instrument or trinket in his hands.

[ Nervous Tics & Habits ] An obvious sign he is stressed, is he will shuffle around. His left eye will become three eyes and gray, which means the three versions of him want space (as much as they can get). This makes it harder for Arioso to communicate efficiently, as he is not allowed to exist.
This might be complicated, sorry. Arioso is one person made up of three people, basically.

[ Character Kinks ] tbd

[ Abilities ] Arioso has very high endurance and constitution. He is naturally stronger than most humans.
His biology is augmentated so it always operates at peak level when he's alive. The evil magic inside him makes him near immortal.

These augmentations handle abuse in various ways, to the point it looks like he has supernatural strength and speed. For example, he can survive decapitation by quickly regrowing his own neck and only bleeds like it was the back of his hand. If any organ is ripped out or stabbed, his other organs will take its place until it regrows back. He can handle a dangerous spell that would severely burn two normal human mages working together.
Because of his high endurance, he can easily make the same amount of time as a jogging horse does in a day.

Able to hold his breath for an hour makes swimming easy for him.
When his three left eyes aren't in communion, he has four viewpoints of the world.

He is naturally talented in earth and mud magic. Instead of using this magic, he becomes an air magic master.

He does have weaknesses. Healing and holy magic just hurts him more. He is naturally weak agasint fire.

[ Weapons ] He has three different main weapons.
Ari has two large maracas that as as clubs. They are enchanted.

He has a cursed crossbow of the far-tongue. With it, he can send a message with his bolts, distract enemies, or cast vicious mockery from afar. He can also add thunder damage to the bolt, for a small price. Sometimes the message doesn't work or is inverted.

He has a small war drum that is often strapped to his right arm. Uses a simple trumpet to. Also a bell and a whistle.

(Read Worm by Wildbow. His ability is inspired by Aegis)

[ History ] Before his creation, he was three different people. One of them had an assassin after him. One was a serious leash Handler for a male mage slave. The next one was the magic slave. The one the assassin wanted was the sarcastic but lighthearted medic.

The Handler had had four siblings, she had been the youngest. She had had two kids with her husband. The enslaved Mage had been a single child. The medic had had nine siblings, him being the second oldest. His twin brother died in an accident. He had had five kids with his wife prior to dying.
During the surprise attack, all three were mercilessly slaughtered and left to die in a dug pit. Gaudriel found the three and brought them back to her secret keep. It took her two years to painstakingly craft Arioso's body. Her art was very important to her.
When he woke up, only had his memories and Gaudriel's words to explain what happened. His name at that time was Honey. She forbade slaves to speak (they found ways to bypass this rule, but most ignored Arioso). Forced to do the whims of an insane necromancer didn't do wonders for his psyche. She forgot to feed him a lot.
One day a stranger showed up. It changed his life.

Position: he is the hype man, guitarist, and harp singer.
He thinks Kirello and Willfred are cool. Listening to the two and adding his own ideas is a fun way to pass the time. Until they talk about religion. Being an atheist, he isn't interested in hearing about Jewish and Sikhism rants. Then Zhez gets involved and he just has to step out.
Doesn't like Zhez much.





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Name: Uri Levan. A nickname he has is Snail because he's often late.

Cape Name: Spark Tide

Pronouns: he/him. Male

Sexuality: homosexual

Race: Metahuman


Physical Characteristics: His is a tall athletic man. Healed third degree wounds cover his right side of his body. From up close, they are noticeable. His hands are cracked and callused from his job. A small scar lingers on his left shoulder. It has been covered up by a tattoo.

Age: 29

Height: 6"1'

Skin Tone: chestnut with pale yellow undertones. He is tanned from being out in the sun.

Hair: Amber wavy. He keeps it short.

Facial Features: He has a unkept beard on his chin.

Eyes: lemon brown

Markings & tattoos: He has a tattoo of a compass being stabbed by a dagger over his heart. His entire right leg is covered with strange and estoric symbols. A Griffin is drawn on his left shoulder.

Nervous Tics & Habits: His sharp jaw will tighten when stressed.

Character Kinks: tbd

Misc:
He has three siblings.

Personality: Most people would see him as a mysterious and calculating fellow. Uri prefers machines over humans.

Abilities: Uri has plenty of skills. He's well trained in hand to hand combat and plenty of weapons.

- He has excellent car mechanic skills.

- He carries a bow and arrow, a malabee, a hand gun, and a silencer around. Uri almost always has a small circular shield on his left arm.

- Uri speaks Polish and English.

Power: Shaker/brute. He can create a weak protective barrier around himself, or someone else.
He can use this to ram into targets and weaken at least one attack. When it breaks, five waves of class K fires that move at twenty mph. Bright waves of light follow the five first waves. They go fifteen mph. They make loud noises and are able to blind enemies.
He has no control over the flames.

Uri can make small spheres that are the size of a golf ball. He is the only person who can touch these without activating the spheres. When touched by someone else, they activate the same power as Uri but significantly weaker. He can make three at a time.

History: He was born the second of four kids. Having no real goal, when his older brother joined the army, he followed in his footsteps.
After a terrible accident, he was kidnapped by an enemy group. Under the terrosts enprisonment, he triggered.
Uri managed to escape and has been living in the wild by himself since.

Fashion: He mostly wears gray, dark green, brown, and black. The man always wearing gloves and covering his face up.


THEIR BIGGEST HATER. He hates all of them. Especially that Zhez loser
 
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[ Name ]
Kiln the Molniya

[ Pronouns ]
He/him

[ Sexuality ]
Bisexual (male leaning)

[ Religion ]
Catholic

[ Age]
twenty one

[ Height ]
5'7"

[ Race ]
Fire Genasi

This one is close enough. No horns, and maroon fire hair. More purple in there. Yellow eyes.


This one had the vibes


[ Skin Tone ]
Swirls of purples, lavenders, wines, magentas, dark violets, blended with shades of oranges, including peach, bronze, carrot, terracotta clay, and sandstones. When he moves, the colour's shift and sway as though he was is living flames.

[ Hair ]
bright, poofy maroon hair with hints of blood-orange swirling at the edges. He can never get it to be straight. Clean shaven.

[ Nose ]
hooked and centered in the middle of his face

[ Eye Colour ]
yellow

[ Markings & tattoos ]
Four tattoos of slavery mark his body. One on his stomach, two on his back, and one on his tongue. Post-escape, they're all a mix of burns and garbage polka.


[ Nervous Tics & Habits ]
He swears like an old person. Victorian, Edwardian, and 19th century slang. He says groovy, wicked, sick, booyah, 'off their onion', crikey, croaker, cropper, radical, ichabod, josser, footle, and poodle-faker. To name a few.


[ Character Kinks ]
tbd

[ Personality ]
Before his capture, he was a proud and boastful young man. He had a punk like attitude and always got into competitions with everyone around him. The man could never sit still! He had it. What was it you ask? The spark, the joy, the indulgence of life and adventure at his fingers. Kind of a bully, and a sore loser

After being captured and sold to Ardal, he slowly but surely changed. He became a broken man that 'loves' his vampire master, but only because in the modern world he's stuck in, he would be lost. His kind gentleman persona is him trying to find what was lost. Puzzles stress him out. He likes doing chores so he doesn't have to think about his life.

A pleasant slave too, if you ignore the snarky remarks and smell of borscht in your kitchen.

After escaping Ardel, Kiln is slowly becoming his old self again. He probably will never be the same. He will always loathe vampires. Maybe he'll meet a nice one, one day.

He calls dusk 'gloaming'. Kiln calls private rooms 'cabinet particulars'.
Sometimes he will say 'Per Mare, Per Terram'. When running away, he will shout "Im hooking it".

[ Abilities ]
He speaks English and Russian. An expert in longbows, he used to use shashka swords combined with kinjal's together. Pretty good cook. Manual labour keeps him strong. Hand to hand combat is rusty but still there.
Can burn someone's face off with his bare hands.

[ History ]
Born between a single woman and a djinn, his aunt and her husband raised her as one of their own. He never met his father. He helped around the farm and his family tried their best for the outside world to not find him.

Eventually, he became an adventurer and was pretty okay at it. Unfortunately, he was captured and experimented on by an evil necromancer.

He was sold to Ardel, who lives in the modern world. Having no clue how anything works and stuck to Ardal's keep, he was pretty depressed. Watching these humans die over and over made him numb to it all.

One day, about eight months into this imprisonment, a woman named Loretta appeared. They were enemies at first. Think Donna from Doctor Who type energy. Then, the two fell into a deep mutal romance.
In about a year, the two secretly got married. It was great until Ardel woke up a little early one afternoon. He was hungover as he left Kiln and Loretta in the same room. He took off Lorettas magical collar to put a cute bow tie on. In five seconds, the vampire was on the floor and Kiln opened the window. She escaped into the night.

The betrayed vampire put Kiln into the "aquarium". Some weird tank that was supposed to help train bad slaves.

It didn't end well. Kiln came out, stopped. It took Kiln six months for him to be... normal.

Ardal learned to use that thing sparingly.

Sometimes, Kiln wonders why Loretta hasn't come back for him. But he saved her life and he wouldn't switch anything for that.

Another woman, Daisy, claimed to be a witch. Kiln, of course, believed it. He was weary when she made suggestive comments sometimes. Kiln knew the rules. No contact with the slaves. He left his door unlocked one dusk.

Ardal found the two in bed and put them in the aquarium. It was a month. Daisy died as well. Kiln took another six months to be 'normal' again. And now he remembers the rules. They're written on one of his walls.

After that, its been uneventful in his life. Kiln likes the uneventful times now.

[ Miscellaneous ]
Has never met his real father. He has never thought about it.​

He has an eating disorder.​





Thinks they're weird, but he likes the pub they sing at
 
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My list of BBEG (big bad evil guys) so far. Btw they're all terrible people:


  • Gaudriel the Timid

    Appearance: She has pretty privilage. Blonde.

    Strengths: Expertly talented in necromancer magic and conjuring spells. Has a cult of weird assassians that do her bidding. Always has plots and poisons up her sleeve. Always has at least three guards around herself.

    Weaknesses: She is physically weak. Fire makes her pale skin burn extra hard. She is terribly dishonest and hates getting caught in the act. Her older brother gets her upset and can be exploited easily. When she runs out of aces, random wacky stuff to dish out, and poisons to use, her panic easily sets in. She deeply fears the ocean and lakes after her elder brother tried to drown her in a fishing accident.

    History: (trigger warning! Bad things ahead)

    Born to a bandit and raised by criminals, she and her half siblings grew up on pigeons, fish, and whatever mystery soup they could grab. Her small family always favoured her older brother, much to her dismay. Gaudriel never killed anyone, just a humble pocket thief.

    Sometime before meeting her husband, her elder brother tried to drown her.

    She eventually met her husband when she captured him. His name was Quattir.
    He married her. Eventually he got her pregnant. Quattir convinced her to leave her thieving ways behind. The two planned on leaving her family and settling down somewhere.

    Unfortunately, she killed her own husband in a fit of rage. In absolute horror, she almost killed herself. Her mind was gone with him.

    She blamed her older brother for it, and somehow, they believed her. Her brother was sent away.
    Gaudriel searched for dark sorcery and brought back him from the dead. Well, jokes on her, because her brother ACTUALLY killed him a second time. He stole her vile necromancer book, destroyed the rest, and fled into the night.
    In dispair, she began creating monsters and undead ghouls to kill her brother. Unfortunately, she never succeeded in her goal. Each undead made her go more insane.

    Her kids, twins, were raised away from society.
    Eventually the two ran away and she was left with her undead creations. Eventually, she created her own cult and was surrounded by her own failures.

    Misc:
    • Only her followers call her Gaudriel the Seditious.​

    • She has made a lot of undead creatures. Roughly fifty eight, including the dead and destroyed ones.​


    • Her oldest son is Solfir and her younger daughter is Odot. The two escaped when they were young and actually get along great! They're both semi-stable. Solfir is a cleric and Odot is married.​
  • A pathetic, and old, vampire.

    He's a lame-ass who (stole) legally owns a mansion full of insane monsters that the previous owner made. He doesn't even know anything about science!

    Strengths: Superhuman strength and endurance. Jack of all trades magic types; he does a lot of research and practice to make up for his lack of innate talent. Good with crossbow handguns, and bastard swords. Good knowledge of history. He will rant about things.

    Weaknesses: Fire. He can't enter someone's house without their permission. Random loud bangs and noises freak him out. Dashounds scare him after a childhood accident. Trypophhobia. Tattoos weird him out. Possessive about his things to the point of violence. Jello salads. Sometimes forgets to drink blood and gets into small sick sessions from it.

    History: No, he is not a prince of an ancient kingdom, do not listen to his lies. Neither is he Eric the Red.

    Ardal was born in 1833, in northern England. He had eleven siblings to help take care of, in his lower class Anglican family. Despite the Factory Act being released, he worked at age four at a cotton factory.

    At age seventeen, he joined the crimeon war (1853-1856) and didn't return to England until 1858. This war would leave lasting scars on his psyche.

    At age nineteen, he found a wife, Mary. The two settled down and had eight lovely children. Even in his simple city living, he searched through dark tomes of knowledge, including some he had smuggled from Crimea. These secrets were never whispered to anyone. When the boer wars began, six of his male kids went off to war. Only two kids, a young lady and his son, Sophie and Gabe, stayed behind.

    When he was in late seventies, his surviving kids were married, and his wife was with Gabe, he fled into the night. Something was calling him up north.

    He didn't find whatever it had been; instead, he found a vampire. Becoming the mans slave for the next twenty years of his human life, he was fianlly 'reborn' into a vampire after years of misery and suffering. He stayed with his master for a year until he was determined to be ready for the outside.

    Ardal wanted to see what happened to his wife, and ever since then, has been secretly trying to take care of his mortal grand kids since then. Sometimes he gets side tracked on that.

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