Post by Stafon on Dec 7, 2006 11:47:31 GMT -5
Name: Stafon Vantri
Height: 6'
Weight: 180 lbs
Age: He has been alive for over 100 years but looks like an 18 year old man
Species: Vampire
Eyes: He has dark brown eyes but when he is in blood lust or enraged they become crimson.
Hair: He has long straight dark brown hair that goes down past his sholders. He tends to keep it combed parting it across his right eye.
Physical Appearance: he is a very pretty boyish looking guy. He has nicely toned muscles that pertude slightly. He wears a leather jacket that has cut marks on it from sword slices, blue jeans that like a bit dirty and are ripped due to wear from the elements, steel toe boots that when he hits his heel against the ground hard enough a small blade comes out of the tip of it. He wears his twin blades on his back inhis leather shethes. He also wears a small pendent that is one of his only remenents of his past that has his family photo in it.
Personality: Stafon tends to be the serious type but tries his hardest to have fun. He can never take a joke and is very self-counious. He has a tendency to but his head in things that he should not jsut because he believes that he is doing the right thing. He wants to help out everyone and usually gets kicked in the ass because of that. He trusts almost everyone without question as long as he has seen them do nothing that says is evil.
Likes: His family with the exception of his grandfather. His swords that he made from his dead grandfather's bones and teeth. He likes anyone he mets that he can call friend. To practice his sword play and spells. Animals of all kind.
Dislikes: Anyone who kills just to kill, The big G, his younger brother Vastiez, people who are cocky, and he hates with a passion anyhting that has to do with fish.
Weapon: Two twin blades: matsuro which he holds in his right hand. the hilt was forged from his grandfather's bones and the blade was dipped in his own fathers blood willing given to him. It reaches about 3 feet with it's blade and about 6 inches for it's hilt. It's blade likes as dark as a black hole itself. Shukumei is his left hand sword and is also made from his grandfather's bones and teeth. This sword's hilt however has his mother's hair woven into it being about 6 inches long. It is light as a feather but reaches out over 4 feet with the blade. The blade shimmers with a golden light when danger approches and seems to detect evil as it approches.
Job: self proclaimed clan member/mercenary
History: When Stafon was alive so to speak he lived peacefully with his family. He trained daily with his brother and sister. Slowly he learned to control his need for blood and turn it into a need for fruit and veggie. That did not last as his father was seriously wounded by his grandfather which thought that all beings on earth need to be destroied and the world start anew again. As he reached maturity he with the help of his sister and brother killed their grandfather.
After the battle however unexpected occurances happend. His own father started to turn into a monster just like his grandfather but before he did gave him his two swords and said one day he would need to cut him down to stop him from destroying the world. Reluctently he took the swords and practiced as he saw his father slip deeper and deeper into a state of darkness.
On the final days of his father's days he was called along with his brother and sister. They were all told that they had to seperate and never see eachother again. This was so that if the other two were to die by his fathers hand there would always be one left that would be destined to kill him. Stafon listend as his father spoke but in his heart agreed to never leave the sight of his family. On that day that the family was destined to seperate Stafon casted a spell on his pendent to let him see his family. As long as they smiled in the picture it ment that they were ok and still alive. It also allowed him to pin point on a map where they were hidding.
After only a few weeks of traveling stafon had the unfortunate luck of running into his father who had by now been completely turned into a monster. Even with his two swords he had no chance in hell of defeating him. However, something in his father's being did not let the monster kill him, instead it sent him to where he is now.
He wonders this new world hoping to find a way back to his family and save his father from the curse. He has made a small shack that he lives in that he hopes to start a group to open a way back and if worse came to worse help him kill his father.
Height: 6'
Weight: 180 lbs
Age: He has been alive for over 100 years but looks like an 18 year old man
Species: Vampire
Eyes: He has dark brown eyes but when he is in blood lust or enraged they become crimson.
Hair: He has long straight dark brown hair that goes down past his sholders. He tends to keep it combed parting it across his right eye.
Physical Appearance: he is a very pretty boyish looking guy. He has nicely toned muscles that pertude slightly. He wears a leather jacket that has cut marks on it from sword slices, blue jeans that like a bit dirty and are ripped due to wear from the elements, steel toe boots that when he hits his heel against the ground hard enough a small blade comes out of the tip of it. He wears his twin blades on his back inhis leather shethes. He also wears a small pendent that is one of his only remenents of his past that has his family photo in it.
Personality: Stafon tends to be the serious type but tries his hardest to have fun. He can never take a joke and is very self-counious. He has a tendency to but his head in things that he should not jsut because he believes that he is doing the right thing. He wants to help out everyone and usually gets kicked in the ass because of that. He trusts almost everyone without question as long as he has seen them do nothing that says is evil.
Likes: His family with the exception of his grandfather. His swords that he made from his dead grandfather's bones and teeth. He likes anyone he mets that he can call friend. To practice his sword play and spells. Animals of all kind.
Dislikes: Anyone who kills just to kill, The big G, his younger brother Vastiez, people who are cocky, and he hates with a passion anyhting that has to do with fish.
Weapon: Two twin blades: matsuro which he holds in his right hand. the hilt was forged from his grandfather's bones and the blade was dipped in his own fathers blood willing given to him. It reaches about 3 feet with it's blade and about 6 inches for it's hilt. It's blade likes as dark as a black hole itself. Shukumei is his left hand sword and is also made from his grandfather's bones and teeth. This sword's hilt however has his mother's hair woven into it being about 6 inches long. It is light as a feather but reaches out over 4 feet with the blade. The blade shimmers with a golden light when danger approches and seems to detect evil as it approches.
Job: self proclaimed clan member/mercenary
History: When Stafon was alive so to speak he lived peacefully with his family. He trained daily with his brother and sister. Slowly he learned to control his need for blood and turn it into a need for fruit and veggie. That did not last as his father was seriously wounded by his grandfather which thought that all beings on earth need to be destroied and the world start anew again. As he reached maturity he with the help of his sister and brother killed their grandfather.
After the battle however unexpected occurances happend. His own father started to turn into a monster just like his grandfather but before he did gave him his two swords and said one day he would need to cut him down to stop him from destroying the world. Reluctently he took the swords and practiced as he saw his father slip deeper and deeper into a state of darkness.
On the final days of his father's days he was called along with his brother and sister. They were all told that they had to seperate and never see eachother again. This was so that if the other two were to die by his fathers hand there would always be one left that would be destined to kill him. Stafon listend as his father spoke but in his heart agreed to never leave the sight of his family. On that day that the family was destined to seperate Stafon casted a spell on his pendent to let him see his family. As long as they smiled in the picture it ment that they were ok and still alive. It also allowed him to pin point on a map where they were hidding.
After only a few weeks of traveling stafon had the unfortunate luck of running into his father who had by now been completely turned into a monster. Even with his two swords he had no chance in hell of defeating him. However, something in his father's being did not let the monster kill him, instead it sent him to where he is now.
He wonders this new world hoping to find a way back to his family and save his father from the curse. He has made a small shack that he lives in that he hopes to start a group to open a way back and if worse came to worse help him kill his father.
