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Ref sheet for my character for the roleplay group that lightening and I are currently working on setting up. I wll be uploading most of my werewolf art to my alt account so follow me there if you want to see/read more ^^

Name : Iericho Vilikas

Type: Pure blooded (born a werewolf)

Nickname : HIs name may be shortened to Ier, but only by his children or mate. Anyone else risks having their head form off by using anything other than his full name!

Birth Date: 1/4/1884

True Age: 130

Appeared Age: mid 40's - if he were not greying perhaps he would look even younger, though his age is beginning to show more thanks to his wrinkles.

Body Frame: Broad and muscular.

Height: 6"2 (human form) 7" (bipedal werewolf form)

Weight: 198 lb's

Muscle Mass: very muscular, he is not quite body builder muscly, but he's not far off.

Gender : Male

Orientation: Pansexual

Rank : Alpha

Pack: Black Meadow Estate

Personality : He is quick tempered, with so short a fuse its almost as though he has none at all. His tolerance for what he perceives to be idiocy is zilch and he does not hold back when he is angry. The key things that irritate him are back-chatting pack members and bite victims. He is also incredibly judgemental and sexist and can be incredibly cruel. He believes that only pure blood naturally born werewolves are worthy of existence and will do anything to get rid of any bite victim who is unfortunate enough to cross his path. He extends this hatred to werewolves who fraternise with or tolerate bite victims as well, and will kill them without hesitation as he believes they have tainted their gift by befriending the enemy. He treats women particularly poorly and views females as below males, he is incredibly old fashioned in his views on gender roles. Any female who ended up as his mate would have to endure not only his serious temper, but also his tyrannical attitude towards women in general. Despite all these flaws, he does have his good points, in particular his loyalty to his pack. He would risk his life to save a male pack member, and is not afraid to get his paws dirty when it comes to defending his territory. He is also very good with pups, who he likes to personally put through his own spartan regime for building them up into strong pack members; though his discipline methods can be very harsh. He encourages his pack to be merciless killers from a young age, and he has no empathy for bite victims or human kind at all.

Brief History : Born in Victorian England, Iericho was the child of a pair of immigrants who were bought into the country to serve as guard dogs and servants to a wealthy satanist priest who lived in the suburbs of London. His mother was systematically abused by the house staff and at the full moon both his parents would be chained up and tormented, or let to roam the streets and murder at will. By the time he was 8 years old Iericho was harbouring a deep hatred for his human 'master' and on the eve of his 9th birthday he broke free of the cage he was kept in at night and murdered the old man in his sleep. Warped by years of being beaten by strangers performing strange magic rituals, he also had a loathing for the parents who had not protected him, particularly his mother. He also killed them both that night by shooting them with the gun their master had kept in case they ever went rogue and tired to kill him. after the murder of his 'owner' and his parent, Iericho lived alone for a long time, until the age of 25, when he stumbled across another wandering werewolf and murdered him to get at his mate. This mate was the daughter of a local pack alpha, who then sent his beta's to kill the wolf who had murdered his family. Being young and strong, and wickedly clever, Iericho managed to avoid them, and somehow found his way to their home where he killed the alpha who had ordered his death. This left him in charge of the pack, and the rest is history.

Race: half Latvian on his mother's side, and half Greek on his fathers, though born in the UK.

Accent: None, though he is well spoken his accent is rather bland.

Clothing in human form: He tends to wear loose fitting jeans and heavy boots with plain t-shirt or vests and a jacket of some kind over the top if the weather is poor. His favourite is leather but he also frequently wears camo.

Piercings: None

Worn Accessories: just a thick brown leather belt with a brass buckle

Distinguishing features: He suffers with Vitiligo and had two patches of pigmentless skin on his face, as well as one covering his left hand and a large patch around his belly/groin. His right eye is blind, and red like an albino's would be.

Strengths: Physical strength, he is very strong. Ruthlessness, he is very calculating and does not let feelings get in the way of his decisions. An understanding of healing thanks to the upbringing he had, this means he can easily make up a poultice to heal a wound without having to reference ingredients or involve other healers.

Weaknesses: Quick temper - he often loses it for almost no reason. Little empathy - he finds it hard to relate to most people. Stuck in the dark ages - he does not see women as strong or worthy, one day that will bite him in the butt!

Relationships: his son is

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(Albion) and they do not have an easy relationship. He views his son as cursed and feels no love towards him. He wishes that he had never been born, but he tries to hide that as he is his only heir and he wants his pack to respect his son, not fear him.

Role Play Example : The weather was pleasantly warm outside the spectacular walls of the black meadow estate mansion. The summer time always seemed to hit the new forest region early somehow, and that year was no exception. Inside the building however was a different matter, the walls being so sturdy and the windows so numerous that a stifling heat blanketed the place. In his study Iericho ambled over to the huge windows and threw the top set open to let in a bit of air. He had learned from experience that if he opened all of them then no matter how fine he weather seemed to be, he inevitably ended up chasing pieces of paper around the room. Standing by the open windows he peered out over the surrounding land, past the neatly kept mansion grounds and into the forest beyond. He saw no birds in the area save a few ravens, which was nothing new. Avian creatures seemed to be more sensitive to their condition, especially so close to the full moon, and they avoided the mansion like the plague. The local ponies however were a different matter, the youngsters often wandering up to the grounds out of curiosity. They made for wonderful sport. As he surveyed his lands, Iericho suddenly noticed the shape of a car drawing up by the roadside and slowing to a halt. He was sure it was a vehicle he recognised, but for a moment he struggled to think of why, had he seen a photo of it somewhere...? Then a hassled looking chauffeur hopped out of the drivers seat and swung open the door for his passenger and the scent of cigar smoke drifted up to him on the breeze. He only knew of one werewolf who smoked, and it suddenly became clear to him that his guest had arrived early. A crooked smile graced his lips as he considered the meeting that was about to occur. He was well aware of the elitist attitude of the family he was about to have dealings with, and it amused him greatly. It was rare that he had the chance to meet men as wicked as himself. Pushing his greying hair out of his eyes he stretched and turned away from the window, his blind, red eye flashing in the sun. Crossing the room to his desk he seated himself down and pulled an ash tray out of the under desk drawer, throwing it onto the table ready for the man who was to enter his house. Leaning back in his chair he smiled to himself, turning his attentions back to the files he had been reading. As he turned his page a young female happened past the open doorway and he called her inside. 'I have a guest arriving.' He stated flatly 'bring him to me.' The blonde female nodded and scurried away, dashing down the wide stairway and to the front doors, her posture fearful and obedient.

Other : n/a

XP Earned :

This ref 15xp
Albion's Recovery 15xp
The birth of a monster 15xp
Albion Mistake 15xp
Like ships in the night (LotL) 10xp
The travelling stranger 30xp
The Initiation 30xp
Moonlight Mayhem 100xp
Dancing flames and full glasses 15xp
Vilikas family portrait 100xp
Ierecho human 65 xp
Black meadow pack 40xp
[YCH] Alpha of the Night 65xp
Under a Blood Moon 30xp
Surprise attack 110xp
3/4 Art Payment 25xp
Woof 50xp
Iericho 50xp
Bad Moon Rising 65xp
A wolf in the dark 10xp
Caffeine and Intel 15xp
Iericho 55xp
Chibi Practice 110xp
Meet Me Where the Moon Meets the Stars || LotL 80xp
Iericho is too smug for you 15xp
Pouty Butt 80xp
Werewolf Gimmick [Trade 3/4] 30xp
Slaughter Those Who Are Unworthy [1/4 Trade] 60xp
.: Keep warm:. 15xp
Commission // Iericho Vilikas 55xp
Will she, won't she? (LotL) 45xp
Merry Christmas? 80xp
It must be a full moon! 150xp
Pack Goals - AT 90xp
Red Moon Run 80xp
Blood Moon Forage 80xp
Commish - Murder-Mistress 3 50xp
YCH - Iericho Vilikas 55xp
Black meadow pack 150xp
Dangerous territory 30 xp

total - 2180xp

Description

Ref sheet for my character for the roleplay group that lightening and I are currently working on setting up. I wll be uploading most of my werewolf art to my alt account so follow me there if you want to see/read more ^^

Name : Iericho Vilikas

Type: Pure blooded (born a werewolf)

Nickname : HIs name may be shortened to Ier, but only by his children or mate. Anyone else risks having their head form off by using anything other than his full name!

Birth Date: 1/4/1884

True Age: 130

Appeared Age: mid 40's - if he were not greying perhaps he would look even younger, though his age is beginning to show more thanks to his wrinkles.

Body Frame: Broad and muscular.

Height: 6"2 (human form) 7" (bipedal werewolf form)

Weight: 198 lb's

Muscle Mass: very muscular, he is not quite body builder muscly, but he's not far off.

Gender : Male

Orientation: Pansexual

Rank : Alpha

Pack: Black Meadow Estate

Personality : He is quick tempered, with so short a fuse its almost as though he has none at all. His tolerance for what he perceives to be idiocy is zilch and he does not hold back when he is angry. The key things that irritate him are back-chatting pack members and bite victims. He is also incredibly judgemental and sexist and can be incredibly cruel. He believes that only pure blood naturally born werewolves are worthy of existence and will do anything to get rid of any bite victim who is unfortunate enough to cross his path. He extends this hatred to werewolves who fraternise with or tolerate bite victims as well, and will kill them without hesitation as he believes they have tainted their gift by befriending the enemy. He treats women particularly poorly and views females as below males, he is incredibly old fashioned in his views on gender roles. Any female who ended up as his mate would have to endure not only his serious temper, but also his tyrannical attitude towards women in general. Despite all these flaws, he does have his good points, in particular his loyalty to his pack. He would risk his life to save a male pack member, and is not afraid to get his paws dirty when it comes to defending his territory. He is also very good with pups, who he likes to personally put through his own spartan regime for building them up into strong pack members; though his discipline methods can be very harsh. He encourages his pack to be merciless killers from a young age, and he has no empathy for bite victims or human kind at all.

Brief History : Born in Victorian England, Iericho was the child of a pair of immigrants who were bought into the country to serve as guard dogs and servants to a wealthy satanist priest who lived in the suburbs of London. His mother was systematically abused by the house staff and at the full moon both his parents would be chained up and tormented, or let to roam the streets and murder at will. By the time he was 8 years old Iericho was harbouring a deep hatred for his human 'master' and on the eve of his 9th birthday he broke free of the cage he was kept in at night and murdered the old man in his sleep. Warped by years of being beaten by strangers performing strange magic rituals, he also had a loathing for the parents who had not protected him, particularly his mother. He also killed them both that night by shooting them with the gun their master had kept in case they ever went rogue and tired to kill him. after the murder of his 'owner' and his parent, Iericho lived alone for a long time, until the age of 25, when he stumbled across another wandering werewolf and murdered him to get at his mate. This mate was the daughter of a local pack alpha, who then sent his beta's to kill the wolf who had murdered his family. Being young and strong, and wickedly clever, Iericho managed to avoid them, and somehow found his way to their home where he killed the alpha who had ordered his death. This left him in charge of the pack, and the rest is history.

Race: half Latvian on his mother's side, and half Greek on his fathers, though born in the UK.

Accent: None, though he is well spoken his accent is rather bland.

Clothing in human form: He tends to wear loose fitting jeans and heavy boots with plain t-shirt or vests and a jacket of some kind over the top if the weather is poor. His favourite is leather but he also frequently wears camo.

Piercings: None

Worn Accessories: just a thick brown leather belt with a brass buckle

Distinguishing features: He suffers with Vitiligo and had two patches of pigmentless skin on his face, as well as one covering his left hand and a large patch around his belly/groin. His right eye is blind, and red like an albino's would be.

Strengths: Physical strength, he is very strong. Ruthlessness, he is very calculating and does not let feelings get in the way of his decisions. An understanding of healing thanks to the upbringing he had, this means he can easily make up a poultice to heal a wound without having to reference ingredients or involve other healers.

Weaknesses: Quick temper - he often loses it for almost no reason. Little empathy - he finds it hard to relate to most people. Stuck in the dark ages - he does not see women as strong or worthy, one day that will bite him in the butt!

Relationships: his son is

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Mature Content

(Albion) and they do not have an easy relationship. He views his son as cursed and feels no love towards him. He wishes that he had never been born, but he tries to hide that as he is his only heir and he wants his pack to respect his son, not fear him.

Role Play Example : The weather was pleasantly warm outside the spectacular walls of the black meadow estate mansion. The summer time always seemed to hit the new forest region early somehow, and that year was no exception. Inside the building however was a different matter, the walls being so sturdy and the windows so numerous that a stifling heat blanketed the place. In his study Iericho ambled over to the huge windows and threw the top set open to let in a bit of air. He had learned from experience that if he opened all of them then no matter how fine he weather seemed to be, he inevitably ended up chasing pieces of paper around the room. Standing by the open windows he peered out over the surrounding land, past the neatly kept mansion grounds and into the forest beyond. He saw no birds in the area save a few ravens, which was nothing new. Avian creatures seemed to be more sensitive to their condition, especially so close to the full moon, and they avoided the mansion like the plague. The local ponies however were a different matter, the youngsters often wandering up to the grounds out of curiosity. They made for wonderful sport. As he surveyed his lands, Iericho suddenly noticed the shape of a car drawing up by the roadside and slowing to a halt. He was sure it was a vehicle he recognised, but for a moment he struggled to think of why, had he seen a photo of it somewhere...? Then a hassled looking chauffeur hopped out of the drivers seat and swung open the door for his passenger and the scent of cigar smoke drifted up to him on the breeze. He only knew of one werewolf who smoked, and it suddenly became clear to him that his guest had arrived early. A crooked smile graced his lips as he considered the meeting that was about to occur. He was well aware of the elitist attitude of the family he was about to have dealings with, and it amused him greatly. It was rare that he had the chance to meet men as wicked as himself. Pushing his greying hair out of his eyes he stretched and turned away from the window, his blind, red eye flashing in the sun. Crossing the room to his desk he seated himself down and pulled an ash tray out of the under desk drawer, throwing it onto the table ready for the man who was to enter his house. Leaning back in his chair he smiled to himself, turning his attentions back to the files he had been reading. As he turned his page a young female happened past the open doorway and he called her inside. 'I have a guest arriving.' He stated flatly 'bring him to me.' The blonde female nodded and scurried away, dashing down the wide stairway and to the front doors, her posture fearful and obedient.

Other : n/a

XP Earned :

This ref 15xp
Albion's Recovery 15xp
The birth of a monster 15xp
Albion Mistake 15xp
Like ships in the night (LotL) 10xp
The travelling stranger 30xp
The Initiation 30xp
Moonlight Mayhem 100xp
Dancing flames and full glasses 15xp
Vilikas family portrait 100xp
Ierecho human 65 xp
Black meadow pack 40xp
[YCH] Alpha of the Night 65xp
Under a Blood Moon 30xp
Surprise attack 110xp
3/4 Art Payment 25xp
Woof 50xp
Iericho 50xp
Bad Moon Rising 65xp
A wolf in the dark 10xp
Caffeine and Intel 15xp
Iericho 55xp
Chibi Practice 110xp
Meet Me Where the Moon Meets the Stars || LotL 80xp
Iericho is too smug for you 15xp
Pouty Butt 80xp
Werewolf Gimmick [Trade 3/4] 30xp
Slaughter Those Who Are Unworthy [1/4 Trade] 60xp
.: Keep warm:. 15xp
Commission // Iericho Vilikas 55xp
Will she, won't she? (LotL) 45xp
Merry Christmas? 80xp
It must be a full moon! 150xp
Pack Goals - AT 90xp
Red Moon Run 80xp
Blood Moon Forage 80xp
Commish - Murder-Mistress 3 50xp
YCH - Iericho Vilikas 55xp
Black meadow pack 150xp
Dangerous territory 30 xp

total - 2180xp