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 Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 4:42 pm
On ProfilesFor now I will be the one that accepts and allows you to post your profiles here. I will lend out this power once the guild grows, but I would like this to be just me for now. This is the format for creating your profile: Profile Setup Name: Alias (if applicable): Age: Appearance: Personality (not much to be done if not wanted): History: Weapons (if any): Male Commander's Profile Name: Edward
Alias (if applicable): Death Dealer
Age: 25
Appearance: 
Personality (not much to be done if not wanted): Short Tempered, intellegent, stretegist, flirty, wise, can be somewhat cold and much more.
History: Will Be Revealed
Weapons (if any): two 9 mm huns one with uv bullets and the other with silver nitrate, also two twin swords on his back with a cross shaped into them. He has two daggers in his boots, acouple of other items like smoke bombs, bombs, holy water, and a crosses in his belt and cloak. Also, as stated on the main forum, you must create a place for yourself. Just create a topic in here that represents your room. This place will, most likely, be within the club itself, but you may have an apartment soemwhere in Los Angeles. Please state within the title (In Club) or (Apartment), so this can be defined.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 6:35 pm
Former Male Slayer Leader; Deceased?Database Entry 001 Name: Drega Promithous Omega Alias: Prime Age: 28 Gender: Male Status: Slayer Leader Human Appearance:  A large family crest is tatooed on his back and printed on his clothing. Abilities: Combat training and Close Fist, Iron Body and Snake Strike training. Advance technological weapons knowledge and training. With the training and will power he has, is very strong and fast for a human. Personality: Being told he was an a**hole and an unkind person, Prime has kept it that way. But that is the mask that every one sees. To keep any one from using his kindness. Brief History: With his family killed when he was 13, he was raised by his older brother. His brother would have been clan leader if he had not lost his sight. Prime had to take over. His families clan was next to nothing... the time for new blood to come in was at hand. Weapons: Main blade Suffer in hand, He carries a few things to be safe. Name: Intel Alias: Inteligus Maximums Age: Unknown Appearance:  Personality (not much to be done if not wanted): History: Weapons (if any): Name: Power Alias: Destructus Maximums Age: Unknown Appearance:  Personality (not much to be done if not wanted): History: Weapons (if any): Name: Speed Alias: Accelerus Maximums Age: Unknown Appearance:  Personality (not much to be done if not wanted): History: Weapons (if any):
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 6:49 pm
Former Female Slayer Leader; MIA; Presumed Deceased
Database Entry 002
Name: Valentine Annette O'Reiley
Alias: Angel of Death, Dark beauty, Val, and V, ((that pretty much covers it))
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Status: Female Slayer Leader
Human Appearance: She stands at 5' 8", weighs 120 and has long wavy dirty blonde hair. Her eyes are the most distinguished features about her, they are a deep emerald green that intensify with her emotions. She has a barbed wire tattoo wrapped around her arm. She is fairly built but more than anything toned. She wears black leather pants and red bodices with her knee high black leather boots for casual garb. When she is dressing for work she will wear black swat pants and black tank top with her black combat boots. Everything about her screams beautiful... but very deadly.
Abilities: Extensive combat training and martial arts training she has advance weapons knowledge. She is very strong, and fast for a human, spending all her life training.
Personality: She is very standoffish and quiet at times when around people she doesn't know, some will perceive it as snobbery. She is very loyal and will do anything for a friend. Though at times it can seem she is ignorant but that isn’t soo, she is very wise beyond her years that only great loss and dark experiences can bring to a person so young. Very sarcastic, short tempered, all around smart a**. She will maim anyone that stands in her way when it comes to anything that she has set her mind too. She doesn't believe a person has a born right and will work hard to earn her place in life, wanting to prove that she is worth while, she will do anything for the sake of the squad. She can be very outgoing and fun at times but serious when time calls for it.
Brief History: Born and raised in a family the spent countless centuries training to kill that which lives in the darkness, she knows only how to kill. Her parents and siblings were slayers but died in battle, life expectancy of a slayer is fairly short.
In the last immortal battle all of her leaders and squads were killed, leaving a few people alive. Having to start from the ground up again she has decided to step up and be a leader. She is ready to fight for her convictions. She has promises to keep… and miles to go before she sleeps…
Weapons: She does have an extensive collection of silent weapons: Swords, knives, daggers. When she is planning on mass slaughter she has a mini Uzi and sawed off shotgun, along with 9mm Beretta and a single round firestar. She uses silver nitrate bullets on lycan and UV bullets on vampires. On a more basic level she does carry a silver cross on a necklace, that belonged to her mother.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 4:49 pm
 Name: Cassandra O'Malley Alias: Cassie Age: 24 Personality: Being a tomboy has been a long tradition on the women's side of her family and although she dresses a lot like a girl she still has no problem getting dirty and making a big statement with her guns. History: When she was young she was taught how to handle guns by her father, a former police officer. She has always felt powerful behind a gun and made a job of it. Around fifteen she started a gang in which she met Torie. They have been best friends and hunters ever since. There gang quickly expelled becuase of it's lack of activity and the death of many of it's members. Now Cassie and Torie roam around LA looking for any kind of fight they can get into. Weapons: Prefers her machine gun but will substitute it for a smaller, less noticable weapon if need be.  Name: Torrence Hightress Alias: Torie Age: 21 Personality: Being a girl of riches she has learned to dress properly, although quite revealing. She enjoys her looks and is not afraid to show it or act it. History: Torie is one of the most girly hunters of all time. She enjoys acting her hair color but she is actually very smart. She has learned from the best hunters because of her family's rich heritage when they lived in Africa. They taught her how to hunt but when her family was charged with poaching they decided it was time to move on. Torie joined a local gang so she could get out frustration and ended up meeting Cassie. Now she stays by her side hunting whatever gets in their way. Weapons: Her .45 is all she need to get by.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 1:23 pm
Name: Solice Adahari Alias : Shard Age:26 Appearance:  Personality : Cold, uncaring, tactful History: Solice, born in the Russian Tundra, in a sub society of a secrative slayer clan. He was trained in nearly ever deadly art, but liked his Martial arts, and gun wielding the best, since they were the most efficient combination . Weapons: Two glock 9mm pistols. A sniper rifle. Throwing knives. Two sub machine guns.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 9:44 pm
Name: Seth Mendell
Alias: Twilight, Death's Violin, Seer, Thirteen
Age: 24
Appearance:
Personality: Cold, Mysterious, Precise, Merciless, Never hesitates, Adds humor when he hunts, Gentlemen, polite
History: Seth always had a great dislike of Immortal beings. They were the reason his life was so horrible and alone. He was soon to be married when the occurrence happened. He and his lover were walking down a busy city street when they so foolishly took an alley way to get home faster. Three Vampires stopped them, of course Seth did not believe in that sort of thing at the time, he just thought them to be regular muggers. He handed them his wallet, pleading that they just leave and take the money. But no, no they wanted blood, his lover's blood. They held him down and made him watch as they bit into her flesh and took in her warm blood until nothing but an empty corpse remained. They let him live, thinking that watching such a thing was a good enough 'death' all in it's own.
His Life had ended, yet began. A friend, who was worried about him afterward due to his mood, actions and other things, decided to take action and introduce him to a certain someone in the Underground. He knew that it was wrong in some way, but he had to start somewhere. A man of an unknown name scooped him out of his Depression, and gave him a new life. He became apart of a secret organization run by four elderly men. The man that had 'saved' him, was that of their elite group of fighters known as the "Numerals" the reason for that was because each member bore a Roman Numeral, the higher one was, the weaker. The lower, the strongest. There were Twenty-Four in all. At first, Seth was but a Henchmen, working lower jobs and bodyguard jobs. Then, he advanced through the ranks, and finally earned his way into the Numerals. He was dubbed "13", for every enemy he faced, must of had bad luck. Because they were facing Seth. He was then given his Orihalcum Katana as a symbol of his skills with a blade. The Numerals were specially, for whichever weapon they were given is the weapon they had completely mastered. Seth had mastered the art of swordsman ship to it's ultimate potential. It is true, out of the numbers he was the best shot, but with a blade no one would be able to beat him. The Roman Numeral for 13 was tattooed upon his back.
As life went on, he found his true self leaving him. He never smiled, and never showed emotion of any sort. It was only when he saw himself in a Mirror three years after he became a Numeral did he realize that being here, would not make him happy and would not change a thing. So, he left, abandoning his life as apart of the Organization by faking his death. He became a Slayer shortly after.
Weapons: A 9mm Pistol, Customized Desert Eagle with Explosive UV bullets, also has regular Silver bullets in case of a Lycan attack. A Katana a made of Orihalcum ((I don't know how to spell it! 0.0)), the blade black with small Gold markings, the Hilt contains a small UV light powered by a few batteries. A Trench Knife, no customized value. A dagger with a silver blade, a cross is etched into the blade as well.
He also carries a violin case with him that contains a violin, but a P90 as well with UV bullets lightly dabbed with grounded silver. He plays the violin inside before taking the life of his prey, usually vampire. He really could care less for Lycans, however he had taken down his fair share in the past.
Special Ability: ((Just found out that I can have one! YAY! ....Anyway....))
Seer's Eye: His left eye is that of a pale red color. The eye is able to see six seconds into the future, however this takes a great deal of energy. If he uses it sparingly, it will not fatigue him greatly. If he uses it constantly, then he will faint of fatigue. He can use this at will, and only uses it for special occasions.------------------------------------------------------------------- Name: Leiden Ekim
Alias (if applicable): None
Age: 24
Appearance:
Leiden
Personality:
Sarcastic, humorish, mocking, psychotic
History:
Leiden grew up in Amsterdam, where he learned how to use a gun and sword, not to mention fight with his fists. He was taken care of someone who happened to come across a family in need, they couldn't take care of him so they gave him to his now 'foster father'. He still lives in Amsterdam. Leiden however had a problem, he was psychotic. He often heard voices in his head, telling him to kill every person he passed. Through medication and therapy, he was able to subdue the voices, however it left his mind scarred. He saw the world in a darker view. From there, he learned how to use a gun and sword and of course his fists properly. He had always contemplated murder, but at the moment there was a no better position for him...A slayer. He could kill all he wanted, as long as they were of the undead or demonic kind.
Weapons (if any): A broadsword ((Doesn't bring it out alot)) and any assortment of guns.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 4:23 pm
Database Entry 007Name: Sion Baer Alias: Sings-In-Silence Age: 28 Breed: Homid Tribe: Mountain Guardians Auspice: Kieh Forms:Homid: This human male stands at six and half feet tall, his body well muscled. He looks to weigh around 280 lbs. His hair is kept in a shaggy blonde mop on his head, and his eyes are a bright blue. He normally wears a red sleeveless shirt, and leaves it unbuttoned. A pair of olive drab fatigues cover his legs, along with a heavy pair of boots wrap up the outfit. Arthern:Arthern form is a bipedal form of the Gurahl. This form from a distance could still pass as a very large human. Alot more muscle mass and hair is added to the body, along with small claws and fags. Body mass increases by around 250%, all muscle, and over a foot height. This form does not invoke the delirium. Sion’s clothing stretches to allow for the body increase. In this form Sion stands at 7’6 and weights 700lbs. Crinos: The War form, This form is for nothing but combat. His size body mass increases by another 300%, and he doubles in height. Massive claws sprout from his paws, these long and sharp enough to cut a human in half. His body is completely covered in hair in this form and he gains the facial features of a bear. His clothing melds into his body at this form thanks to a ritual, The Ritual of Binding. In this form Sion stands over 15 feet tall and weighs well over a ton. In this form he first invokes the delirium. The Delirium is the overwhelming fear that affects human beings who see Sion in this form. This innate fear drives all mortals near by to run in fear of him. However supernatural creatures and mortals with supernatural powers are able to suppress this fear and not run. Bjornen:The near bear, This form resembles prehistoric dire bears. This massive creature is roughly the same size as Crinos, however no longer moves on his hind legs. Standing only on its hind legs to attack. This form is more animalistic and can no longer speak the human tongue. However is now fully able to speak with bears and other animals. In this form Sion still stands at 15 feet tall on its hind legs, however walking on all fours the creatures shoulder measures at roughly ten feet tall. He still weighs well over a ton in this form. The Delirium remains in affect. Ursus: Ursus form is nothing more than a normal bear. In this form he shrinks drastically down to standing at round five feet at the shoulder, and standing at eight feet on its hind legs. The creature is still of massive weight, weighing over eight hundred pounds. Personality: He is a healer, always seeking to help and protect. History: Born high in the rocky mountains, Sion Baer had a normal life. However he was slightly differn’t than the other school children. See while everyone elses daddy was doctor, a lawyer, and candy store owner; Sion’s father was a Garuhl. The Garuhl are a tribe of were bears who devote their life to protecting and healing others. This tribe is made up of mostly Native Americans. Sion as he grew older learned that he as well would be a Gurahl. When he turned fourteen years old he no longer attended public school, and was placed on home schooling where he would learn the ways of his people. Sion took to the path of a healer, and learned it well. When he turned twenty he bid farewell to his tribe and set off, with their blessing, to heal those who needed him. He traveled for the next eight years across the country healing and protecting others. He know finds himself in LA, ready to heal and protect those who need it.((this is the quick version, I will be working on the full version)) Gifts: Gifts are special powers granted to the Gruahl by Gaia, the earth mother. Healing Tounge: With a single lick, Sion is able to heal wounds. Sion is unable to heal himself with this. Step Sideways: By taking a simple step sideways and concentrating, Sion is able to for a short period step into the Umbra(The Spirit World) Rite of Fighting the Death Bear: Sion is able to challenge Mangi, The great bear who takes away the souls of the dead. If Sion is able to defeat Mangi in this honorable contest, he is awarded the soul of someone who recently died. Weapons: As a healer, Sion carries no weapon.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 8:50 pm
(Working on. Dx ) Name: Leo Alias: Jack-of-All-Trades Age: 18 Appearance:  Personality: He's defiant to the end to people that piss him off. He's the punkish yet kind type of guy. he's loyal to the K'Merics and more specifically, him and his sister's savior from poverty and crime, Yami. History: Weapons: Modified sniper rifle and two pistols. Name: Karie Age: 6 Appearance: Karie Before 'Promise'Karie After 'Promise'Current ApperancePersonality: The shy type of girl but when introduced to someone nice, she'll open up and might even give them a hug. She has a keen sense on when it comes to telling if someone is nice or not. She's devoted to her new best friends Vala and Ferral. She has more of a liking to Vala though. History: Other: She was a mute. The endangered Vala brought back her voice and a new power to the child.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:50 pm
Database Entry 009
Name: Luther Renfold
Alias: Lex. Named so due to the famous Villian.
Age: 32
Appearance: Older than he actually is, but strong.
Personality: Matter-of-fact
History:
Weapons: He's trained with everything under the sun, all manner of blade and gun he can weild, staff and stave he may cut with.
[ To be completed ]
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 5:03 pm
{[{ XANTHE }]} - Has to find another image - ^^;
Name: Xanthe Morrigan Adair
Alias: Short Stuff
Age: 21
Appearance:
Xanthe is rather petite, standing at only a measley five foot three inches. She may seem frail, but she actually has toned muscles that aren't brought out due to how pale she is. Xanthe's skin is almost pure white due to her being born with Albinism. Unlike most albinos, her eyes became a very light blue as opposed to a prominent bright red. She is quite slender and is rather child-like in appearance when seen from behind as she is rather short and gaunt. However, her face shows that she is actually older than a mere child, though she appears to be a few years younger than she actually is. She also has quite a few intricate tattoos of various Celtic artwork. She possesses a cross on her thigh and two dragons intertwining along her shoulders and behind her back.
Personality:
As the saying goes, what Xanthe lacks in size, she more than makes up for in courage, spunk and stubborness. There are moments where Xanthe is a complete clutz and randomly trips or falls down a set of stairs. Other times she can travel down the same stairs she fell down with perfected grace. She is a very strange young woman, perhaps troubled and she highly believes in her set morals. Xanthe is a loyal friend to the very death, however, should she be betrayed she is vicious and unforgiving. She is quite blunt and tends to speak her mind whether or not it creates a friend or enemy. She is also very mischeivous and a constant tease. For those who do not know Xanthe, she is quite mysterious, cold even. In the end, Xanthe is either a loyal ally that has your back or a cold-hearted enemy that's looking to scratch your back, or worse.
History:
Xanthe originally hails from the Emerald Isle, her ancestors originally from that of Ulster traced back even farther to the people who originally occupied Ireland. She is descended from an immense line of Irish lineage but her parents, as they were raising their children decided to leave Ireland seeing as it was still slightly politically unstable and they wished to raise their children in a safer place. Thus they immigrated to America, specifically New Orleans and they fit right into the whacky place, especially the French Quarter where her overly superstitious parents were able to set up a magic shop and make more than enough money to thrive in their new home.
Xanthe grew up with two older sisters, an older brother and one younger brother. All of them helped run the shop immediately after going to school and the strange family mostly stuck together for the most part. Of course they made friends and ties and whatnot but they were fairly loose ones since the family did all it could to keep the shop up and running. Eventually her older siblings dropped out of school to run the shop as well as to head into the Quarter and tell fortunes or read palms.
Eventually the fateful day came when Xanthe had been faced with a choice. She’d forseen that her youngest brother, who’d been planning to go on a kayaking venture was not to return from his venture. He was to be swallowed up and claimed by the waters and his kayak would crash into the rocks, the rapids carrying him to his eventual death by falling over the waterfall. Of course she did not sit easy with this and went and told her brother not to go, she insisted he not go and she was so persistent that she eventually won through and got him not go leave … What a mistake it’d been …
A few hours before the hurricane hit Xanthe could again see the auras of death surrounding not only her little brother but her entire family. She tried to explain to them that they were going to die somehow but her parents insisted she was overreacting. Of course she would hear none of it and decided to take her little brother and get out of there as soon as was possible since he trusted her instincts, leaving her sisters, brother and parents behind.
The hurricane hit and took her entire family from her, all but her little brother. However, eventually fate caught up with her youngest brother and one day he’d taken a road trip to L.A. and he ended up being slammed into by a semi driver that T-boned him and sent him hurling into the ditch. He managed to be unlucky enough to hit a deep patch of water and his car sunk before he was able to make it out and drowned.
Upon hearing the news that her brother died, Xanthe deals with her pain by completely shredding the room he possessed to bits and decides to up and move, to forget. She comes to L.A. looking for a fresh start with hardly much of anything but her alligator, Bob, whom she keeps alive with the majority of her money, living in a small shack of a house.
Abilities:
Xanthe is a superior actress, able to feign near any emotion as she is always in control of herself and her feelings. She is capable of changing her personality at will, along with her current mood. Naturally, deception falls into this category as she is quite clever and witty, able to deceive or elude many.
Along with her acting skills, she has a very crisp and clear voice that enables her to be a very intoxicating singer. Her voice has been complimented many times, some saying she possesses the voice of an angel, others, the voice of a goddess. As for what she prefers to sing, well, she sings just about anything minus Rap or Country.
Xanthe isn't all play, which is precisely why she has her street fighting abilities along with a few moves out of various fighting styles on her list of techniques. Mostly, though, she just punches or kicks where ever she knows it'll hurt most and she doesn't have any problem with hitting a person that's down.
Xanthe is able to summon ravens as well as create them though the ravens she creates often disappear fairly soon after being created. She is able to communicate with them and can use them to spy on other people. Not only is she able to use her ravens but she is able to use spells and hexes. She has unatural human strength that rivals that of animals such as bears or tigers. Lastly, she has her strange prophetic and clairvoyant senses which allow her to predict deaths before battles and sense an aura of death around someone about to die.
Weapons:
Shadowhex - She's got her Shadowhex axe, the blade is double-sided, made of some weird unknown metal substance that makes the heavy-huge-a** axe actually very light. The axe was stained a black color, often smells of random spices, and the outside is trimmed with silver, yet it is not pure silver since the pure substance on its own is fairly weak. The axe's handle/shaft is also steel stained black with many lavender and silver symbols engraved upon it. The axe actually has a few hidden aspects to it as Xanthe sometimes required the need for surprise since she's only human. The blade of the axe is actually fairly thick, yet it is extremely light, therefore hidden projectiles may be hidden within it such as small spikes that are used to penetrate the skin of an attacker that is holding the axe. The range of it is not too terribly amazing, but they can fly a good twelve feet. There are many more weapons and such that Xanthe may load into her axe, however, those are her main thing to load into it. Another option for Xanthe was to apply pressure to a certain part of the axe so that the axe blade itself became a projectile and launched itself at her attacker, thus the shaft becoming a battle staff.
Syren – A lethal chain which possesses odd properties since Xanthe is able to manipulate this weapon with a sole thought. It is capable of piercing through things such as solid stone and can put a serious dent in solid steel. The chain is completely and totally black, it has an attachment at the end of the links that is diamond shaped and extremely efficient at puncturing whatever it is that happens to be Xanthe’s obstacle or opponent.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 7:45 pm
Name:Angel Deus Cross Alias (if applicable): Animus Age: N/A Appearance:  Personality (not much to be done if not wanted):Cold and all business. History: Trained for many years by the collective. Angel has never met a challange he couldn't take. Weapons (if any): A runed enscripted broad sword. And a 9mm with several variations of rounds.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 7:56 pm
Name: Edward
Alias (if applicable): Death Dealer
Age: 25
Appearance:
Personality (not much to be done if not wanted): Short Tempered, intellegent, stretegist, flirty, wise, can be somewhat cold and much more.
History: Will Be Revealed
Weapons (if any): two 9 mm huns one with uv bullets and the other with silver nitrate, also two twin swords on his back with a cross shaped into them. He has two daggers in his boots, acouple of other items like smoke bombs, bombs, holy water, and a crosses in his belt and cloak.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 4:13 pm
Name: Eric Wood
Alias: N/A
Age: 24
Appearance: Eric stands at 6'3, weighing in at 186 pounds. He has a rather small figure, but is much stronger than he appears. He has medium length purple dyed hair and piercing blue eyes. Has a rather pale complection.
Personality: Rather social, he's always willing to go out and have a good time. Mostly laid back, but is always serious when fighting.
History: Eric's story begins like most, a happier childhood. At 17 he left home and joined the Marines. Later in his career in the military, he was invited to train with the british S.A.S. Soon after, he was sent to Iraq. He served eight months in Iraq before being wounded and sent home with a purple heart. After he returned to his home town at 21, he'd learned his parents and younger sister had been victims of a brutal murder. He was also told the case was never solved and happened shortly after he left. Broken by this, he decided to leave. He moved to Los Angeles, where the second he got to his new apartment, he was attacked. Though his attacker only seemed concerned with him, nothing else, Eric fought back. When the fight finished, he had broken his attackers neck. Soon after, he'd figured out what attacked him. A Vampire. He'd remembered being told that his family all shared the CoD, two small punctures in the neck. This is when he began to make it his mission to hunt these monstrousities until the end of his days..
Weapons: Eric, prefering close quarters combat, wields a pair of daggers, which are coated with a venom intended for vampire extermination. Though the venom never seems to fade. The venom works as such. When it enters the blood stream, it immediatly begins to kill blood cells and white blood cells, which would most likely rob a vampire of they're strength by draining they're recent meals from them. It works more as a weakening agent. He also has a 150 pound composite bow, the arrows he uses have a UV compound in them that when the arrow hits, injects the liquid like a shot.
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