Wolvish battles This is a bit of an overview of some major battles in Wolvish history as well as delves a bit more into the relationship between the Wolves and the Olympians. Battle of the Blood I : The Battle of the Blood was a long series of wars spread out across several centuries the first battle having started during the First Age. This was a major fight between the newly formed Wolvish kingdom and the Vampires. Years of conflict and distrust finally amounted to Vampires raiding a Wolvish city, thus escalating the rivalry into open war. Vampires believed themselves to be the superior species and their blood the most noble, Wolves however viewed th
Wolvish RulersThis is a brief overview of several key members of the ruling Houses of the Wolves. House of Anor: The first ruling family. The Anor's untied Werewolf's, Lycans and Wolvens. Lucian I : Ruled during the First Age, Species: Lycan. Lucian Anor is the first recognized King of Wolves. Ending the civil war amongst his kin, Lucian was the first to unite all three species of Wolves under one banner. Much of the first half of his rule was spent unifying his people, bringing stability and peace to his kin. Lucian ruled for nearly 100 years before dying in the first Battle of Blood with the Vampires. Glandir: Species: Lycan. Son of Lucian, ruled f
The first Wolvens Wolvens are the third species of the Werewolf family. They consider themselves to be the more 'noble' of the species and adhere to their codes and laws. The first Wolven is unknown but the first identified and most celebrated full blood Wolvens have been sited as; Anduin Elendile “the Wise” :Anduin was the first Wolven to ascend to the throne of Wolves thus beginning the long reign of the House of Elendile. He is considered one of the wisest of rulers and of his kin to take the crown. Raised amongst Elves, Anduin adapted and adopted many Elvish practices and beliefs, integrating the two cultures thus forging one of the oldest a
Wolvens Wolvens are a third type of werewolf. They are immune to the effects of silver and do NOT have to change upon the sight of the moon, they change at will. Wolvens are known for their strength, speed and loyalty. They do not go around attacking and turning humans at will. They have strict laws and prefer their old ways ( ex: their monarchy, swords, bows and arrows etc...) They are skilled and highly trained warriors. Wolvens are bound to their word. If they make a vow, promise or take an oath they are bound to it and must uphold their word. However a word of caution, most are clever and devious enough to create and leave loopholes in order
Jack Stone Clan FirehartJack Stone Sex: Male Age: 21 Hair color: Blue Eye color: yellow Height: 5 ft 5 Weight: 135 lbs Species: Gecko Halve Abilities and weapons: br>Jack is a stealthy guy, preferring to use his tail and climbing skills to 'borrow' items or just pickpocket. He does however carry a broad sword and a small dagger. Eventually he will learn to be a stealth expert, being able to slip in and out of places undetected. Description: Jack wears baggy shorts and a gray wife beater, he keeps his blue hair spiked up. His scales are a blue and green mix. Personality: Jack is a fun loving and open guy, he loves pranks and scaling up and down walls.
Zoe OrrickZoe Orrick Sex: Female Age: 16 Occupation: Clan Firehart member Hair color: Blond Eye color: gray Height: 5 ft 2 weight: 115 lbs Species: Human Abilities: Lightning Magi Controls lightning.. Currently her use of her magic is low and uses it mainly when frightened or when she feels threatened, however at times she can extend the lightning into her cane making it a heavily charged and fierce weapon. As time passes she learns to strengthen her magic based attacks, learning to use it at will not just as a reflex. Description: Zoe wears her long blond hair down, the red highlights visible in the sun. She usually has dark skinny
The Black family The Black family is a very prestigious and influential family in both the magical and non-magical world. The Noble House of Black has been in power for centuries, almost always a part of England's royal court with the titles of Duke or Duchess . Most members of the Black family are known for their drifting loyalties, they follow the power and money or who they believe will become the more powerful and are well known to sell out and work for the darker forces. However there are the few Blacks that have refused to follow in family traditions and have even fought against their own family to help the forces of good and even a few have become no
Riddle Me ThisYelling, profanity, growls of frustration and arguments filled the air, those in the Council room at each others throats, all but one. Rowan Black, eldest grandson of Keira Black sat in his chair, his usually calm demeanor now etched with annoyance. This is exactly why he hates politics and power, each Council member seems to believe they're right and are unwilling to compromise even if for the better of the people. Sighing he ran a hand through his hair before slamming down a fist atop the table. The room fell silent save a few surprised whispers and all attention turned to the young man, his blue green eyes flashing in annoyance . &ldquo
# 50: 50% Luck"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill, fifteen percent concentrated power of will; five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain and a hundred percent reason to remember the name Rise of the Tide Ten percent luck: It was luck that brought her target to her at such an hour, luck that she decided to be in place 10 minutes earlier than she intended. Oh yes at this moment Keira Black was feeling very lucky. Twenty percent skill: She cracked her knuckles and followed her mark, shadowing him without the poor guy never noticing. With all her skill honed as a thief she lifted the keys from the guar
# 80 Villain# 80 Villain “What makes a villain a villain? Is it the crimes they commit, the way they go after things, being 'evil'? Is is the law that makes them villain? Or is it perspective? All of that aside, what makes someone a villain in the eyes of others?” The figure leaned back in it's char, their hands chained to the table in the interrogation room. “If it's crimes, or the law then with that perspective I should be a villain....yet I am held as a hero though I have done terrible things. Yet in the eyes of others I AM a villain, I may have saved lives and the world many times over, I may have given back as much as I can but
Come a little closerCome a little closer my dearthis heart is goin nowherethis heart is goin no whereJust move a little closer my friendI promised you until the end These arms are open to you, till the end of timeJust come a little closer my dear I'll shelter you from your fearsWipe away all of your tears Hold you in my arms and steal your pain awayCome a little closer dearAnd I promise you I'm not going anywhere I'll hold you close and fight away your fears I'll pull you out of the darkJust promise me one thingpromise me you won't go away And I'll be there to shelter youTo make that pain that haunts you fadeJust come a little closer my dear
Sweet revenge Keira Black was locked in what appeared to be an hour long intense staring contest with a falcon perched on her kitchen table. The bird tilted it's head watching the human curiously, Keira on the other hand was torn between either hoping that she was finally going insane and just seeing the bird, and her natural curiosity as she glanced at the letter tied to its leg. Groaning she finally broke eye contact, her curiosity winning out. Tentatively Keira freed the bird of the letter and nodded. The falcon tilted its head once more then spread its wings, flying out the window.”Damn falcon...stupid Hunters.....” she grumbled and open
Keira BlackKeira BlackAge: near 100 years old in this life time (appears only 24, collectively with all her lifetimes she's near 3000 years old )Height: 5 ft 5 in.Weight: 120 lbsHair color: BlackSex: FemaleSpecies: Human/Wolven/goddessEye Color: Blue Gray (turns a yellow gold when angered)Profession of choice: Ex con artist and master thief, Internationally recognized guitaring legend and rock star. She is also a Duchess. Personality: A bit of a hot head yet very calculating. Other: Has several tattoos, a crescent moon shaped scar by her right eye. Strengths: Battle strategist, expert swordsman and marksman, efficient with both close and long
Kailen Von AugustKailen Von August Age:24hair color: BrownEye Color: light gray almost whiteSex: FemaleHeight: 5 ft 4weight: 125 lbsSpecies: half human, half angel Appearance: long brown hair, tight black and white tank tops (layered), dark skinny jeans, black combat bootsPersonality: Naturally sarcastic, can be hot headed but playful at times,very intelligent.Abilities:Telepath Takes control of objects with part of soul self or magical energy.Magical energy/soul self color: white and blue (primarily white)Can TeleportEmpathFeels others emotions and intentionsCan insert self into others minds for a devastating mental attackSolid Constructs
Fight To The FinishFight to the FinishWritten by: WolvenNight (Wolf) and KitsuGuardian (KC Sparks)Tracey's POV: I watched the woman across from me and raised an eyebrow. *Seriously who does she think she is?* "That supposed to scar me or something?" I said, crossing my arms. She simply sat back lazily in the chair, looking almost bored. "No, just stating facts....and seeing as though we're going to be fighting for OUR lives out there...I'd rather know just who I have as a partner..and whether or not you'll just slow me down." she replied. I was pissed, slowly I stood across from her and glared. "Slow you down? You think you're the only one here capab
Silence You call me a bitch? You don't know what bitch is....you say I'm grumpy and rude? Keep pushing and I'll show you what I can do. Just because I don't talk and you do, you think I'm ignoring you? I listen and you talk constantly you don't listen you yell. Maybe if you shut your mouth you'll hear what I've been saying. I don't need to speak to fill the silence... I LOVE the quiet...... I think over my words carefully while you just let the words flow out freely without a second thought. It's laughable you think you scare me.....when I can do so much more than you...when so much more has been done to me. Don't yell, just talk...listen and th
Rise of the Hunter Ch. 5 Unexpected help Carefully Zo. climbed her way down the tower and safely jumped down halfway from the ground and landed silently, her boots made no sound. Sky smiled at the Witch, then walked to the entry of the Hall signaling the job was done. Raven gestured that she understood the nodded to Keira. Sighing in relief, the Hunter smiled behind her mask. Strom clouds began to block out the sun and the wind began to pick up, soldiers began taking their posts. " What have I done?" Selene wondered aloud as she was being dressed in to her battle armor, " Who am I Halthore?" The leader handed her, her sword then answered, " You are our Quee
Rise of the HunterCh. 4 Titheirith Over grassy hills and through the green valley Allister, Iomheir, and Macnair rode to the city of Titheirith. In silence they rode all day pushing their horses to their full speed, hurrying to make it in time. Through the night they rode on never once stopping, and as dawn approached they were within a league of the city. Macnair marveled in awe as he saw the beautiful sight of the stone city. " Titheirith, high city of Men." Allister commented. Iomheir smiled in relief welcoming the sight of his home and saw the flag waving high above the wall. They entered the citadel on horse back and followed Iomheir up the spiraling
Rise of the HunterCh. 3 The Council Begins A golden sunrise signals the beginning of a new day, the sun illuminated the entire city. Vampire generals from all across the land entered the city dressed in the colors of their clans. Each made their way into Arrow Hall, the council chamber, and find the Queen seated in a regal chair made of birch with a sun and star etched into it. A granite circular table with no middle fills the chamber and armor from famed monarchs and generals decorate the walls. Chairs made from different wood types with markings signified where each guest would be seated. Each leader dawned the colors of their clan, awaiting permission to
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