Post by Craig Mitchel Wallick on Dec 24, 2008 22:12:55 GMT -5
Name: Craig Mitchel Wallick
Age: 495, but appears 32
Race: Lycan
Abilities:
- Incredible strength and speed
- Extremely sensitive hearing
- Very seductive
- A born leader, very charismatic
- Highly skilled in hunting and has innate martial arts abilities
- Can transform at any moment, although it takes more energy when it's not during the full moon
Weaknesses:
- Allergic to silver in all forms
- Needs to drink or consume blood or raw meat to survive
- Has less emotional control when he is transformed
- He has a need to protect his sisters, which can get him into trouble if anyone finds out who Blair and Celestine really are
Appearance:
Craig is a very attractive individua.l Standing at about 6' 3'', Craig is also well built, with a visually evident amount of physical strength. He walks with an amount of fluidity, strength, and confidence that is very imposing. His eyes are a warm hazel and his hair is of medium length, also brown. Craig can either melt your heart or burn out your soul, but no matter what he feels, the intensity shows in his face. He does't look brutal, but the potential for great anger can be seen in his face. He occasionally lets a small beard grow out, making him appear younger and more rugged.
Craig has a number of tattoos on his body. There is ring of barbed wire on his upper right bicep, circling his arm, as well as a colored Gothic-stlel cross. On his right shoulder blade, he also has a circle of Latin words reading "Mors ultima linea rerum est," meaning "Death is everything's final limit."
Craig's style has changed with the ages and the times. He generally wears whatever is comfortable, mostly jeans and dress shirts. He almost always has his shirt open, at least a few buttons and sometimes all, revealing his bare chest. He normally rolls up his sleeves as well, giving him a casual but smart look. If he can move in it, he likes it. Craig also rarely wears shoes; the bottom of his feet have thick callouses from walking barefoot so often. It doesn't bother him to wander around the city barefoot, but he'll wear shoes if he feels it really neccessary.
Personality:
Long life has taught Craig many things. He think through his every action and he can often see solutions that others overlooked. He has an immense amount of patience, especially with the younger members of his pack, because he remember the difficulty of emotional control at their age. His patience and age also makes him a very cautious and careful person. He didn't make it this far just rushing into everything, and not thinking through his actions. As a natural leader, Craig also has a way with people. He has learned to handle people over the centuries, and treat them fairly, as well as read them with extreme accuracy. Despite his patience, however, Craig is slow to trust, and only those who have been with him for many, many years are those who he really depends on.
Craig is also very determined. If he wants something done, he gets it done. He's able to do this both himself and by having excellent command over his pack. While he may not trust them fully, they are devoted to him, and he appreciates that this grants him power. Their loyalty matters, and he is excellent at manipulating this adoration and alliegance. If he really wants to get something out of someone or from somewhere, Craig will accomplish it. In the same vein, however, he makes sure not to overextend his reach, for fear of making himself vulnerable, mostly in the form of his two sisters, of whom no one but his closest friends and advisors even know about.
The lycan leader also has a certain distaste for violence. While he excels at fighting and killing, it is not something he really enjoys. It is simply something that situations occasionally require. For similar reasons, Craig no longer feeds on human flesh, at least not directly. He's more partial to raw steak or donated blood; attacking humans for food is a task for the young and the immature, not an austere immortal. Craig's long life has shown him many things, and he has become very wise. He may look young, but his eyes reveal knowledge and emotion that are deeper than most oceans. Being as old as he is, though, and being part of the first generations of lycans, his emotions when transformed are more wild, more powerful and much harder to control. He has learned how over the centuries, but it is still difficult sometimes to contain himself. Craig must, however, because his age also means he has more raw power and anger than most lycans even dream of.
History:
Craig was born a lycan almost five hundred years ago in what is now Ukraine. His real name is Constantine Mykhailo Walek, born May 21 1513. He was born into one of the original lines of lycans. Only a century or two before had the lycans even come into existence, so his family was relatively new by comparison. Still, they were strong. They gained standing as Germanic princes in Central Asia. They had the ear of the Patriarch in Constantinopole, and an army of loyal lycan and human warriors. Craig's family took part in the fuedal wars between vampires and lycans, but remained enough on the sidelines to keep themselves from catastrophic damage. They were among the few to survive the constant extermination attempts of the vampires.
Eventually, Craig's father was killed, and as the eldest son, he became the leader of his pack. He made the decision to move the pack whenever the seat of global power moved. They migrated from Ukraine to Baghdad, Paris, Beijing, London, and finally to the United States. He served as an adept leader, but with his moves to places of power came increased conflict. Craig didn't mind; he could learn more, study the vampire's ways, and become an even better leader.
Unknown to most of the world, even to most lycans, Craig actually has two sisters. They were separated from the pack at a very young age, taken for ransom and then vanished. His father died shortly after they disappeared, and Craig put all his efforts into finding them. When he eventually did, the bloodshed he left behind made him realize these relatives of his could make him vulnerable. His love for them made their existence dangerous. He could not bear to kill them, as much as he wanted them not to exist, so instead, he changed their names and gave them to two different women in the pack to raise. They wouldn't remember him at their age as anything more than their pack leader. He watched over them from a distance, and they remain his primary concern, especially Celestine, who is weak and vulnerble in the outside world. Still, he hides it well, and only one or two people know they are his siblings.
Craig and his pack have made their new home in New York, taking control of from underground. America hasn't been claimed the same way Europe and Asia had been, and he saw potential in the relatively new country. From recent battles with vampires, Craig is also beginning to suspect there is some great secret in this city that is explosive to both races. He heard of Michael and Selene, though he never participated in the fighting, and he has suspicions of why they fled to this country. And, being determined as he is, Craig is going to find out what exactly is going on.
Other Notes:
He practices Buddhist meditation and Tai Chi to help him calm his anger and emotions when he transforms.
RP Sample: Inside a dimly lit room, a man stood, staring sightlessly at a fire. The room was richly furnished, with dark paintings and warm lights, but the man's presence made it seem colder. He emanated an air of authority and knowledge, someone to be respected and feared. This was one place he could think, in this cave-like place, the one place where anyone who tried to bother him knew they needed a damn good reason to, or they wouldn't leave the room alive.
He was moving slowly, stretching and breathing deeply, practicing tai chi. He knew many of those who served under him thought it ridiculous, but it didn't matter. Someone as old as he knew that the whispers of younger men mean little. And though Craig Wallick looked like one of those young men, he was old. Ancient, even. He was a ruler, cruel and cold, a lycan of darker times and cruder existence. And now he ruled his coven with strength, from a place of strength. Now he was here, in New York, searching for something, trying to seek out shadows in the dark. There were rumors in every corner, secrets behind everyone's eyes. Craig knew there was something here.
"What is it?" Craig asked the man who had entered silently behind him.
"We've recieved word, sir," the lycan replied.
"Good," the Alpha said, turning to his subordinate. "Release the hounds. Find him."
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