Post by Wolven Samurai on Nov 4, 2009 8:01:41 GMT -5
Name- Drake Wulfe (His true family name is Sunryder)
Age- He has the body of a 13 year old, however, his Lycan blood had allowed him to age 342 years so far.
Date of Birth- June 1, 1667
Homelands- Le Havre, France
Race- Lycan/Human
Class- Samurai
Final- Colère de le Lune (Which translations as “Anger of the Moon”); this attack is Drake’s most powerful attack. He must, however, meditate at least one time each day under the light of the moon to gain the concentration and peace of mind, body, and spirit enough to perform the attack. The meditation must last for at least an hour, unless he does not succeed at gaining the concentration enough to prepare it properly. When performed, Drake summons all the prepared power of the moon which he had stored within him. His weapon glows bright white as if the very light of the moon were radiating off of it, and the wielder seems like a dark shadow compared to its brilliance. Drake slices the tip of his finger and strokes the blade with the blood as if preparing it. He then takes his stance as the glowing of the blade turns dark red as if a lunar eclipse had suddenly occurred. Drake then, quick yet deadly accurate, dashes forward and is suddenly in front of the victim, followed by a series of quick slices, so fast that it seems that the attacker had grown four more arms and each is armed with a blade. These slices are prolonged until the victim’s guard is brought down, and in however short an opportunity, Drake then fires all his energy into his blade, and as the blade grows fiery red, it is brought down with all the ferocity of a moon falling towards the earth, this attack is meant mainly to finally finish off an enemy. However, once the attack is finished, Drake then will collapse, exhausted, as he had put nearly every shred of his energy into that attack, and he will remain unconscious for about one full day, after which his strength is returned fully. In some rare cases, after the attack, his control will break and he will turn into his Lycan form. The power of this attack is doubled under the light of the moon.
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{Weapon information}
Crochet à venin de Loup (Poisonous Tooth of Wolf, or Fang of Wolf)
This weapon is Drake’s katana, which he had built when his training as a Samurai was complete. The blade is about 27 ½’’ long, and about 5/16’’ thick. The Tsuka is wrapped in dark gray cord; the Saya is also dark gray. The Tsuba displays a wolf chasing the moon around the Tsuka. The Kashiri displays a “DS”, standing for Drake’s true name. The Sage-o is black.
Drake’s katana is enchanted with a spell which keeps it from breaking, rusting, or weakening in any way, shape, or form. Drake’s soul almost literally went into making it, and so it will die when he dies, rusting and weakening far beyond repair, and the blade will always grow dull beyond the ability to cut a piece of paper if someone other than Drake wields it.
{Armor Information}
Sauvegarde de la Lune (Safegaurd of the Moon, or Protection of the Moon)
This armor set fully resembles the traditional Samurai armor. The undertunic is a chain shirt and is covered by a loose black shirt and pants. The metal armor is dark gray and studded with brass. The right arm is protected more, with full armor, while the left arm is slightly more exposed, with no shoulder-guard. He wears no helmet though, saying that he likes to have good situation awareness.
This armor was made with his weapon when he completed his samurai training, and built the same way. The armor cannot rust or weaken in any way, shape, or form. When Drake dies, his armor will become completely dull and weak and virtually dead, this will also happen if someone other than Drake attempts to use it. It is also extremely quiet, and allows for good stealth. The gray color is enchanted to seem to blend and provide extreme concealment.
{Accessory Information}
Ring of the Calmed Warrior (It actually has no name, and Drake only refers to it as “My mother’s ring”)
A small, simple, silver ring. Despite the tales of Lycans being allergic to silver, Drake had developed immunity to small amounts of silver from wearing the ring so much. A black engraving on the ring spells the phrase “Real love is forever” in simple, plain text.
The silver of the ring had at first prevented Drake from turning, except for under the full moon. However after he developed his immunity, the silver ring turned completely useless, but as it is his mother’s ring, he continues to wear it constantly and can never be seen without it.
{Physical Description}
Drake has a light build. He stands about 5’ 8’’ from the earth and his light skin, which is scarred all over at the hands, is very slightly tanned. His straight dark brown hair reaches a bit past his shoulders. Although he bears a stern, indifferent face at all times, his calm eyes mask a pool of thoughtfulness, care, and affection. They change color as he turns his shadowed face towards different shades of the light. His long nailed fingers are laced together as he places his elbows on his knees and gaze off thoughtfully. When he laughs, one can catch a glance of his sharpened teeth, like that of a wolf snarling at another, or just smiling more likely.
His relaxed, yet somehow shadowy voice has a very slight accent in it, which can sometimes give him a certain charm when it is coupled with his sly, small smile. His voice has a sort of flow, and on rare occassions, he can display a talent for singing. He dresses in neutral colors, mostly gray, which matches greatly with his neutral personality, he will also always wear a black leather jacket and as he pulls the hood up, his face from the nose down is engulfed in shadow, and the light in his eyes barely penetrate it. Although very rarely, he will expose a very soft light within his eyes which will suggest certain affection he is capable of feeling. On special occasion, he will wear old fashioned dress clothes. He will clothe himself in a white loose-sleeved “Gypsy shirt”, a dark red vest that some can even see a shine in its wavy lined design. He would also wear black pants, but still wear black combat boots. Sometimes he will draw back the top half of his hair in a ponytail; this is usually when he is in formal combat, or on similar special occasions.
{Background}
Drake was born in Le Havre, France to shadowy, secretive parents. His father had spent his nights roaming the sea-port, and returned with a sack which carried a sweet-smelling odor. His mother spent her entire time with Drake, and so he had developed a very sweet relationship with her. At the age of three, his father had begun training him in combat, specifically in the way of the ancient Samurai. He was trained to be relaxed and calm in and out of combat. He taught him his form, style, and philosophy of combat, which greatly influenced Drake’s own. Since his father was fascinated greatly by the Japanese samurai, it was the way he thought his son should learn of combat.
By the age of 6, Drake had developed full understanding of the Samurai and his father’s way of combat. His mother had taught him to read and write and all sorts of things he was fascinated with. He learned his history, and even began developing his own philosophy. He learned of animals, and was utterly fascinated by the wolves. They became his favorite animal and learned all about them, he admired everything about them, their fur, their organization, their hunting strategies, their discipline, everything. He had even begun violin lessons from his mother about one and a half years before.
At the age of 8, tragedy struck. Drake had been brought to an isolated clearing by his father on a full moon night to show his son the truth of their heritage, that they were Lycans. As he explained the sacks he brought home every night, he revealed that they were bags of humans, but only evildoers like muggers, robbers, and smugglers. A group of hunters had been listening closely and had learned everything. They completely mutilated Drake’s father, but not before Drake had escaped to find his mother. He tripped over a stump though, and had smacked his head against a brick wall in the sea-port and fell unconscious. He awoke to the feeling of rain against his face, it was night still, and the moon’s light reflected off the rain on his long hair. He dashed home to discover his mother dead, however, she wasn’t like herself. She had turned to a Lycan. All the mythology lessons suddenly had raced back to him.
Drake ran to his father’s room, which is where his father kept the sword and armor they had both built when his father decided he had nothing more to teach Drake. His sword, Crochet à venin de Loup, is what he will carry in the name of his father, Christopher. He took his mother’s ring, and will carry it in the name of his mother, Trisha. And his violin, which he had learned to carve on his own he would carry in the name of his past, for playing it was one of his favorite passtimes, next to practicing his swordsmanship.
He had to hide such treasures though, including his armor, when he was brought to the Orphanage, or at least it’s what he called it, a family took him in, but he never truly liked them, especially since they had his last name changed to Wulfe after theirs. An 8-year-old certainly would not survive until such time as he had the strength and knowledge enough to. As he grew, the family began to not like him, especially since he dabbled much in “Insensible Mystical Affairs” which is what they called his meditation and interest in the supernatural.
When he turned 12 (At least in Human years, ever since he learned of his Lycan heritage, he’s actually about 310 years old.) his first foster family was long dead and had switched between many different families. He had begun to develop his own style of fighting, which he called Okamido, or “Way of the Wolf”, it focused highly on adaptation, improvising, and a relaxed mind. He had learned how to survive in the wild and had decided that he didn’t need a family anymore. He left his home town and headed south.
By that time, it was about the 1970s, but he had trouble coming to terms with the new century(s). He traveled until he was 13, and it was 2009, present day, and he had finally caught up with the present clothing.
{How did you find out about Twilight Moon Academy?}
Searching for decent roleplay sites.
Age- He has the body of a 13 year old, however, his Lycan blood had allowed him to age 342 years so far.
Date of Birth- June 1, 1667
Homelands- Le Havre, France
Race- Lycan/Human
Class- Samurai
Final- Colère de le Lune (Which translations as “Anger of the Moon”); this attack is Drake’s most powerful attack. He must, however, meditate at least one time each day under the light of the moon to gain the concentration and peace of mind, body, and spirit enough to perform the attack. The meditation must last for at least an hour, unless he does not succeed at gaining the concentration enough to prepare it properly. When performed, Drake summons all the prepared power of the moon which he had stored within him. His weapon glows bright white as if the very light of the moon were radiating off of it, and the wielder seems like a dark shadow compared to its brilliance. Drake slices the tip of his finger and strokes the blade with the blood as if preparing it. He then takes his stance as the glowing of the blade turns dark red as if a lunar eclipse had suddenly occurred. Drake then, quick yet deadly accurate, dashes forward and is suddenly in front of the victim, followed by a series of quick slices, so fast that it seems that the attacker had grown four more arms and each is armed with a blade. These slices are prolonged until the victim’s guard is brought down, and in however short an opportunity, Drake then fires all his energy into his blade, and as the blade grows fiery red, it is brought down with all the ferocity of a moon falling towards the earth, this attack is meant mainly to finally finish off an enemy. However, once the attack is finished, Drake then will collapse, exhausted, as he had put nearly every shred of his energy into that attack, and he will remain unconscious for about one full day, after which his strength is returned fully. In some rare cases, after the attack, his control will break and he will turn into his Lycan form. The power of this attack is doubled under the light of the moon.
----------------------------
{Weapon information}
Crochet à venin de Loup (Poisonous Tooth of Wolf, or Fang of Wolf)
This weapon is Drake’s katana, which he had built when his training as a Samurai was complete. The blade is about 27 ½’’ long, and about 5/16’’ thick. The Tsuka is wrapped in dark gray cord; the Saya is also dark gray. The Tsuba displays a wolf chasing the moon around the Tsuka. The Kashiri displays a “DS”, standing for Drake’s true name. The Sage-o is black.
Drake’s katana is enchanted with a spell which keeps it from breaking, rusting, or weakening in any way, shape, or form. Drake’s soul almost literally went into making it, and so it will die when he dies, rusting and weakening far beyond repair, and the blade will always grow dull beyond the ability to cut a piece of paper if someone other than Drake wields it.
{Armor Information}
Sauvegarde de la Lune (Safegaurd of the Moon, or Protection of the Moon)
This armor set fully resembles the traditional Samurai armor. The undertunic is a chain shirt and is covered by a loose black shirt and pants. The metal armor is dark gray and studded with brass. The right arm is protected more, with full armor, while the left arm is slightly more exposed, with no shoulder-guard. He wears no helmet though, saying that he likes to have good situation awareness.
This armor was made with his weapon when he completed his samurai training, and built the same way. The armor cannot rust or weaken in any way, shape, or form. When Drake dies, his armor will become completely dull and weak and virtually dead, this will also happen if someone other than Drake attempts to use it. It is also extremely quiet, and allows for good stealth. The gray color is enchanted to seem to blend and provide extreme concealment.
{Accessory Information}
Ring of the Calmed Warrior (It actually has no name, and Drake only refers to it as “My mother’s ring”)
A small, simple, silver ring. Despite the tales of Lycans being allergic to silver, Drake had developed immunity to small amounts of silver from wearing the ring so much. A black engraving on the ring spells the phrase “Real love is forever” in simple, plain text.
The silver of the ring had at first prevented Drake from turning, except for under the full moon. However after he developed his immunity, the silver ring turned completely useless, but as it is his mother’s ring, he continues to wear it constantly and can never be seen without it.
{Physical Description}
Drake has a light build. He stands about 5’ 8’’ from the earth and his light skin, which is scarred all over at the hands, is very slightly tanned. His straight dark brown hair reaches a bit past his shoulders. Although he bears a stern, indifferent face at all times, his calm eyes mask a pool of thoughtfulness, care, and affection. They change color as he turns his shadowed face towards different shades of the light. His long nailed fingers are laced together as he places his elbows on his knees and gaze off thoughtfully. When he laughs, one can catch a glance of his sharpened teeth, like that of a wolf snarling at another, or just smiling more likely.
His relaxed, yet somehow shadowy voice has a very slight accent in it, which can sometimes give him a certain charm when it is coupled with his sly, small smile. His voice has a sort of flow, and on rare occassions, he can display a talent for singing. He dresses in neutral colors, mostly gray, which matches greatly with his neutral personality, he will also always wear a black leather jacket and as he pulls the hood up, his face from the nose down is engulfed in shadow, and the light in his eyes barely penetrate it. Although very rarely, he will expose a very soft light within his eyes which will suggest certain affection he is capable of feeling. On special occasion, he will wear old fashioned dress clothes. He will clothe himself in a white loose-sleeved “Gypsy shirt”, a dark red vest that some can even see a shine in its wavy lined design. He would also wear black pants, but still wear black combat boots. Sometimes he will draw back the top half of his hair in a ponytail; this is usually when he is in formal combat, or on similar special occasions.
{Background}
Drake was born in Le Havre, France to shadowy, secretive parents. His father had spent his nights roaming the sea-port, and returned with a sack which carried a sweet-smelling odor. His mother spent her entire time with Drake, and so he had developed a very sweet relationship with her. At the age of three, his father had begun training him in combat, specifically in the way of the ancient Samurai. He was trained to be relaxed and calm in and out of combat. He taught him his form, style, and philosophy of combat, which greatly influenced Drake’s own. Since his father was fascinated greatly by the Japanese samurai, it was the way he thought his son should learn of combat.
By the age of 6, Drake had developed full understanding of the Samurai and his father’s way of combat. His mother had taught him to read and write and all sorts of things he was fascinated with. He learned his history, and even began developing his own philosophy. He learned of animals, and was utterly fascinated by the wolves. They became his favorite animal and learned all about them, he admired everything about them, their fur, their organization, their hunting strategies, their discipline, everything. He had even begun violin lessons from his mother about one and a half years before.
At the age of 8, tragedy struck. Drake had been brought to an isolated clearing by his father on a full moon night to show his son the truth of their heritage, that they were Lycans. As he explained the sacks he brought home every night, he revealed that they were bags of humans, but only evildoers like muggers, robbers, and smugglers. A group of hunters had been listening closely and had learned everything. They completely mutilated Drake’s father, but not before Drake had escaped to find his mother. He tripped over a stump though, and had smacked his head against a brick wall in the sea-port and fell unconscious. He awoke to the feeling of rain against his face, it was night still, and the moon’s light reflected off the rain on his long hair. He dashed home to discover his mother dead, however, she wasn’t like herself. She had turned to a Lycan. All the mythology lessons suddenly had raced back to him.
Drake ran to his father’s room, which is where his father kept the sword and armor they had both built when his father decided he had nothing more to teach Drake. His sword, Crochet à venin de Loup, is what he will carry in the name of his father, Christopher. He took his mother’s ring, and will carry it in the name of his mother, Trisha. And his violin, which he had learned to carve on his own he would carry in the name of his past, for playing it was one of his favorite passtimes, next to practicing his swordsmanship.
He had to hide such treasures though, including his armor, when he was brought to the Orphanage, or at least it’s what he called it, a family took him in, but he never truly liked them, especially since they had his last name changed to Wulfe after theirs. An 8-year-old certainly would not survive until such time as he had the strength and knowledge enough to. As he grew, the family began to not like him, especially since he dabbled much in “Insensible Mystical Affairs” which is what they called his meditation and interest in the supernatural.
When he turned 12 (At least in Human years, ever since he learned of his Lycan heritage, he’s actually about 310 years old.) his first foster family was long dead and had switched between many different families. He had begun to develop his own style of fighting, which he called Okamido, or “Way of the Wolf”, it focused highly on adaptation, improvising, and a relaxed mind. He had learned how to survive in the wild and had decided that he didn’t need a family anymore. He left his home town and headed south.
By that time, it was about the 1970s, but he had trouble coming to terms with the new century(s). He traveled until he was 13, and it was 2009, present day, and he had finally caught up with the present clothing.
{How did you find out about Twilight Moon Academy?}
Searching for decent roleplay sites.
