Name: Azriel Brazenheart
Age: 18
Appearance:
Personality and Past: (It will be developed) As a member of the Protection Agency, Azriel has been hunting evil creatures since her parents were murdered by a group of demons when she was 12. Since her parents murder, she has been living with her uncle in the Protection Agency, training hard to vanquish the Earth of the ones that hurt her. Azriel is incredibly driven, confident; she has never faced a challenge she couldn't overcome. But, deep in her heart, she wants to be challenged, pushed to the point where she is almost snapped in two; she enjoys hunting because of the distraction it provides over the work. Saving people is just an added bonus on top of pushing her past down. She is fire, far too rash to react, her anger spreads throughout and quickly takes control. She likes to be in control of a situation and finds situations where she is powerless far too difficult to comprehend. There is only one demon she has struggled to capture and this RP will explore their game of cat and mouse.
Other: Skilled with a bow and a knife, prefers rooftops to the ground. Usually wears a mask when hunting. She doesn't like to show fear however, is afraid of failure and the past catching up to her
(First post upcoming then feel free to join as the demon she's hunting. I left it as ambiguous as possible but the world is set in kind of a steampunk victorian gothic kind of setting I tried to include images to explain) Look forward to writing! I like lengthy paragraphs and cruel, interesting antagonists so if you can fill this role in woohoo!
No acceptance of the demon character needed but would like a character profile so i can understand him and visualise him too. Please only join this if you're descriptive and enjoy tension between enemies!
Update: demon role has been filled!
Name: Dan (commonly known to humans as Veteris)
Age: Somewhere between twenty-two and forever.
Species: Demon
Family. Warmth. A sunny afternoon sitting on a dock and dangling your legs in the water. How long has it been since any of that mattered? He doesn’t know, really. But the life he lives is full of thrills and flashy danger, and he doesn’t stop long enough to wonder if there was ever anything else. Some people believe that demons are a few humans unlucky enough to be murdered and cling on to life so tightly that they reincarnate into a demonic form, but he doesn’t believe that. His memory stretches back to eternity, and he can see what it was like when the great darkness stretched over all.
Veteris is a demon, and he lives for two things. First is the thrill of the chase, the beauty of the hunt. He doesn’t eat humankind, but that doesn’t stop him from killing. Second is the color that fills the veins of humankind. Scarlet. Demons have no blood, nothing that isn’t foul darkness pumping through them. Others of his brood find Veteris’ appreciate for red bizarre, but he considers it an extension of his demonhood. After all, isn’t it their duty to spill that striking color across the ground, killing, killing and never resting until the world is covered in red?
He loves playing, too, and maybe that’s why he hasn’t yet made a particular effort to confront and destroy the hunter that’s been on his tail for the past few weeks. Or maybe he’s just bored, and needs distraction. Whatever the reason, he hasn’t raised a handful of hellfire against her yet.
Expertise: Hunting humankind. Demons have many lethal skills at their disposal, including supernatural strength and senses. They’re not much faster than the average human, but in a pinch can summon their demonic powers to apparate from the area. This and their ability to summon black hellfire are extremely draining, however, so most rely on their brute strength and eerie senses to give them the edge over their prey. They prefer the night, the time when their power is strongest and the primal fear of darkness lies over the land. Only the truly skilled can match them in hand-to-hand combat. The black poison in their veins is corrosive to the touch.