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First name: Asher
Sur name: Falucon
Nickname: N/A
Age: 34
Birthdate: May 14, 1106
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Orientation: Bisexual
Occupation: Commander/Military


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Hair color: Dirty Blonde
Eye color: Brown
Height: Five feet, Nine inches
Weight: 181 pounds
Complexion: Pale
Blood Type: B
Body Type: Slightly toned
Imperfections: Scars are hiddened beneath his armor and clothing.
Tattoos/birthmarks: N/A


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Strength: 8/10
Speed: 7/10
Stamina: 6/10
Magic: 0/10
Intelligence: 8/10
Powers: He is a remarkable leader and tactician. He is a great figher in melee combat, but not so much ranged. He is rather persistent in combat even when he's in unimaginable pain.
Weaknesses: He often cares about those he loves. He underestimates his enemy. He is afraid of others seeing his scars. He would die for His Majesty more than one could count.


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- Sly
- Protective
- Caring
- Intelligent
- Strong
- Loyal
- Passionate
- Serious


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Asher is found often thinking of new tactics at his home, quietly drinking away his sorrows and pain into a bottle, practicing his combat skills, sharpening his longsword, or protecting the Gratis kingdom.


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Favorite food: Though he isn't picky in any food, he oddly favors bread.
Favorite book: "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu
Favorite music: N/A
Favorite movie: N/A
Favorite color: Red


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The Gratis Kingdom, one with their bold red colors and their flag made of the same color with a dragon's head as a gold color to represent their kingdom, has been in the land of Escros and survived for centuries. King Alan has ruled it with rather nicely, tending to the peasants and dealing with any problems that are in the nation. However, war always loomed on the horizon with the neighboring Vuriean kingdom. His Majesty was a young ruler at the time that Asher was born.

Asher was born into a peasant family, his farmer who was a farmer and a brave protector of the small village they lived in, while his mother died when he was born into the world. Though his father lost the love of his life, he knew that she had died for their son--the newest love of his life in a father/son relationship. Asher grew up with his older brother, Gryff, who was a cocky arsehole sort of like him but he was definitely more full of himself then Asher would ever be. Gryff would pick on his younger brother frequently, and thus quarrels would occur either vocally or physically. Their father didn't have time to mess with them as he had to do his job as a farmer, and so he had to let these fights occur and ignore them. Gryff was always the victor, beating Asher to the ground before laughing and describing just how great he is. Asher had a tutor as well as his brother, but Asher's tutor saw the potential in him. His tutor saw that Asher would grow to be a fine, courageous man who was far more intelligent than most.

Asher would hear stories of legendary warriors, and began his hard journey of learning how to become a fierce commander and show to himself, his brother, and his father that he was so much more than one anybody could originally imagine. He began to read books about battles and learn the tactics, he would practice his swordsmanship by using a crafted wooden sword and swing it at trees, and he often practiced handling pain by fighting with his brother. These would help him be a successful warrior, and be one who would stand out to His Majesty when he became a worthy man.

When Asher became eighteen, he joined the military and patiently waited for the moment that he would be recognized. His brother, Gryff, even joined him and decided to keep being a jerk to him in the army. Despite his brother, Asher remained honorable. Luckily, a rebellion broke out during this time from a violent Lord, and Asher proved himself to be a remarkable soldier during the battles. However, during the final battle which took place at the town of Fallcreek, Asher was forever changed.

At the battle for Fallcreek against the rebels, Asher was already a captain and was ever so closer to being seen by the king. He just had to win this battle along with the army, and surely he would be noticed. The Gratis army charged through the iron gates of the town, which were oddly open, but as they began fighting the rebels, the gates suddenly shut and more rebels ran out from their hiding spots and attacked the men within the town. A bloodbath occurred, and Asher was greatly wounded by the rebels, but nothing could beat him down or stop him until he saw the one who allowed this ambush to happen. Gryff grinned, walking to Asher and slicing through some of the Gratis kingdom's soldiers to get to him. His brother was a traitor, and though he hated him, he still didn't enjoy the thought of having to kill him. It was like the soldiers and rebels forgot about them as they fought each other, while Gryff and Asher stared at each other. Gryff told him: "It's time you stay down for good, little brother." The fight began, and Gryff appeared to be victorious when he shoved his longsword through the center of Asher's chest and he collapsed to the muddy ground. But, as Gryff celebrated and cheered for himself, turning his back on him, Asher slowly got up and rammed his blade through Gryff's neck, in which he whispered in his ear: "This time, older brother, I win." With that, Gryff was dead, and the gates were busted opened and the battle was won as the rest of the Gratis army charged in.

Afterwards, and recovering from his wounds, Asher was seen by the King as made commander of the kingdom's army. Asher has never been so proud in his life, though the battle of Fallcreek still haunts him as various scars cover his body. He will never forget his brother even when he really wants to. Now, Asher is thirty four and still commander of the Gratis military. He has shown off his skills against a war against Vuriean, and won. Though, the war is over, and Asher is still preparing for the next battle. One day, he knows that another war will begin, and Asher will not be put down easily and he will emerge victorious in the name of King Alan. No, he will fight to his last breath--literally.

( CHARACTER WILL BE FINISHED SOMETIME. )

Raziel Scales was born sometime during the time men entered their most brutal era where kings ruled the land, and peasants were nothing to a noble or even a soldier. He had been born in the mountains near a village known as Rivershire due to its location near a river. The mountains were a few miles away, but a close distance to a dragon nevertheless. He had been in the time of where dragons were rightfully feared as they pillaged anything they wanted, killing whoever they pleased, and enjoying their lives at their lairs. His father and mother were proud to have a son of their own, attempting to share every moment they could with him. They believed that one day their child would do one of the most grandest things a dragon will have ever done, and dragons will continued to be feared for what they are.

Raziel's black scales had made him quite a predator in the dark, but oddly enough he was afraid of the dark. He believed that the things in the dark would be his demise, and he was peculiar than other dragons. He didn't care about the humans, but actually saw them as a species that deserves to live in this world. His father wanted to show him just how dangerous and pathetic the humans were to the world, and once Raziel was old enough he did so. He brought him close to Rivershire, letting his son gaze upon the humans and watch them. However, this was the worst idea his father could've ever had. Raziel found the humans even more astonishing as they worked together to get food, to expand their territory, and to even do things he wished he could. Once they returned to the cave in the mountains, he swore that the humans were petty, but he was lying. He didn't need to be watched like a child, since during this time he was much older but not an official adult dragon. He would return to that spot day after day, claiming he was on the hunt for treasure to please his parents and the other dragons that lived there, but he was just watching the humans even more. He believed they were incredible - even more surprising than a dragon.

One day, Raziel went to his usual spot and gazed upon the humans with interest, until a crack was heard near him. A stick had been stepped on by a creature, and Raziel prepared for battle until he saw a small boy staring at him with the astonishment that he had when he spied on the humans. Raziel smiled, and embraced the presence of the boy by speaking with him. Most dragons knew English if they had made contact with humans, watching them or just speaking with them, which Raziel had done one of those things. He revealed the name of the boy through conversation, which was David, and even gave him some treasure he had taken from his parents. The boy was so glad to have a friend, but of course he kept their visits a secret from his parents, and so did Raziel. Raziel became David's best friend, enjoying their talks and he would even let the boy touch his black scales. Oddly enough, the boy also was afraid of the dark, and it was ironic when Raziel discovered that David had been spying on him for days as well. They were creatures who were intrigued by each other, and this allowed them to be the best of friends. Raziel would sneak out with more coins for the boy, hoping to have his life as well as David's parents to be prosperous. Everything was great for Raziel as the rest of the year he grew older into an adult dragon.

One day, Raziel's father noticed that their treasure was somehow vanishing. He noticed it, because the pile had gotten smaller and smaller. He didn't want to believe his son had anything to do with it, but the other dragons who lived there insisted he spied upon his son to investigate what he really did everyday in the world. Raziel didn't suspect a thing. His father had followed him, and was shocked by what he saw. A human boy speaking with his son? Raziel's father roared at his son, demanding that he killed that boy for the pathetic creature he is. Though, he chose not to and told his father that humans matter. His father attempted to kill David, but Raziel held his ground and fought his father. It was until the fight reached Rivershire that the humans grabbed their weapons and tried to defeat the dragons. Raziel's father ripped through men with ease, while his son attempted to beat him at combat. The battle lasted only a few minutes, but in those minutes everything changed. Raziel's father destroyed the village, despite his son's effort to not allow him to do so, though he did strike down his father to a bloody mess. His last words to his son were: "Everything has a consequence, Raziel. You're going to find that out." With the village destroyed, Raziel searched for the boy, only to find David sliced across the stomach during the battle. He was still breathing, but surely dying. Raziel, tears flowing down his face, laid beside the boy and let David rest his hand on his scales one last time before passed on to the afterlife. In grief, Raziel cried out, until he was suddenly attacked by soldiers. Somebody had ran off and told the military about the attack, and the humans believed that Raziel was the evil doer in this massacre. Raziel fled back home, not realizing that the humans were following.

Once he arrived back home, his mother would see the blood on his face, teeth, and claws to know what happened. Everybody saw Raziel as a monster, choosing a human over family like it was a difficult decision. Before he could explain, the human soldiers charged in the cave prepared to battle. The next battle occurred, but didn't last as long. The humans, equipped with the lastest protection and blades, easily slaughtered every dragon they saw. Raziel had hid in the darkness thanks to his scales, closing his eyes and shaking as he heard the shrieks of the dragons and humans. When it was all silent, he opened them up to see the corpses of his mother and the rest of the dragons. The humans took heavy loses, but they were victorious and had taken the rest of the treasure in the name of their king. Raziel crawled out to his mother's corpse, crying over it and begging that she forgave him. However, her cold dead eyes is all he saw staring back at him. It was there that he realized what his father meant before he died, and when he first saw Rivershire. Humans were beautiful, and vile. He swore revenge, until he heard news of war. Dragons and humans clashed for one last time across the land, and Raziel led them into battle many times. It was until a human hero, wearing legendary armor and with a new sword that could slice through the scales of dragons that the dragons began to fall. One by one until their surrender. The dragons were sent to a large cavern under the ground, where it was closed off with boulders until they were sealed inside for years. During that time, Raziel learned that the darkness was no longer his enemey. It was nothing he should fear, but embrace as the darkness had saved him numerous times with his scales.

Before the last spark of hope in Raziel could fade, something happened that gave him all the hope he needed in getting revenge. Raziel discovered after five years that the humans were victorious yet again that a boulder had been slowly crumbling. After crushing it with his might, the sunlight shined in on his red eyes. He crawled out, leaving the others to rot for the time being. It was like he was reborn, given a second chance to make things right. This time Raziel swore that the humans would pay with their blood. Every. Last. Drop.

Raziel is a male dragon, capable of extreme strength and skilled at flying. He is able to fight off armies of humans if he must, since the war had hardened him. His scales allow him to hide in the darkness, and now he has been able to adapt during any scenario. He is known to be bisexual, but quite submissive if he ever did mate with another creature - though his goal is not love, but death to anything that stood against the dragons who are now barely known throughout the land. He is considered to a myth, but he is all too real as several villages have suddenly been turned to ashes and burnt bodies when a merchant or traveler discovers the place. He is a real threat against the humans, even though he is alone. He is a force not meant to be treated lightly, and nobody even knows he still is alive. If only they could see the death he was going to bring upon them, then they would shake in their skin. Raziel is awake, and his breath hasn't gotten any colder.

( THIS LIST WILL GO BY THE GENRE OR SETTING OF ROLE-PLAY. ALSO, MOST CHARACTERS CAN BE THE OPPOSITE GENDER IF REQUESTED. )
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✞ SUPERNATURAL CHARACTER(S) ✞
► Vincent Silver-Fang [Lycan] : www.roleplay.me/blog/34839

► Wesley Griffin [Magical Beast Hunter?] : www.roleplay.me/blog/174103
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♞ MAFIA CHARACTER(S) ♞
► Tony Lentini [Mafia Leader of Chicago] : www.roleplay.me/blog/34330
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✠ FANTASY/MEDIEVAL CHARACTER(S) ✠
► Leon Hartkin [Mage/Warrior] : www.roleplay.me/blog/31510

► King Rodrik the I [King of the Stakha Kingdom] : www.roleplay.me/blog/30097

► Sir Josef Peyton [Warrior of Britannia] : www.roleplay.me/blog/30018

► Mercer Fern [Hunter In A Paranormal/Darker Fantasy Role-Play] : www.roleplay.me/blog/26442

► Walter Daniel of Lothric [Undead Warrior] : www.roleplay.me/blog/25859

► Raziel Scales [Legendary Dragon] : www.roleplay.me/blog/36420

► Asher Falucon [Commander of Gratis] : www.roleplay.me/blog/54768

► Edward Thane [King's Bodyguard & Captain of the Guard] : www.roleplay.me/blog/62629

► Beatrix Vale [Sorrowful Mercenary] : www.roleplay.me/blog/217539

► Viggo Ulfriksson [Belligerent Viking] : www.roleplay.me/blog/235838

► Cassius Lenoir [Golden Magician] : www.roleplay.me/blog/258196
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✈ MODERN-DAY CHARACTER(S) ✈
► Rayner Kerrim [ Librarian ] : www.roleplay.me/blog/187584

► Tyler Jasper [Homosexual Artist] : www.roleplay.me/blog/26080

► Finn McCoul [Irish Author] : www.roleplay.me/blog/22559

► Joshua Cooper [History Teacher] : www.roleplay.me/blog/64612

► Abaddon Walker [Powerful Killer] : www.roleplay.me/blog/154628

► Nova Nyx [Amazing Guitarist] : www.roleplay.me/blog/156054

► Maxine Creed [Regretful Hitwoman] : www.roleplay.me/blog/236045
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☢ APOCALYPSE CHARACTERS ☢
► [ Working on It -- Sometime ]
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⌨ SCIENCE FICTION/CYBERPUNK CHARACTER(S) ⌨
► Todd Daniel [LAPD Detective] : www.roleplay.me/blog/24812
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★ WESTERN CHARACTER(S) ★
► "Quick Draw" Wiley Eldred [Outlaw] : www.roleplay.me/blog/33380
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卍 WORLD WAR I & II CHARACTER(S) 卍
► Gilbert Schwarz [Undercover Agent for U.S.] : www.roleplay.me/blog/25234
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❤ MOVIES/TELEVISION SHOWS/GAMES UNIVERSES CHARACTER(S) ❤
► Clone Sergeant Ace Smithers [Star Wars Character] : www.roleplay.me/blog/31849

► Reszar Nisilus [ Elder Scrolls Character ] : www.roleplay.me/blog/25645

► Erika Vogel [ Attack on Titan Character ] : www.roleplay.me/blog/231644

( THIS CHARACTER IS MEANT FOR ANY ROLE-PLAY, BUT I ADVISE A SUPERNATURAL SETTING. )

[ Rumors of a beast has been heard about the city, and only some of this individual. ]

[ The research provided by other Lycans who know this man, and after gathering it, you recall it to yourself. ]

Vincent Silver-Fang had been born a Lycan in his human form in the year 1902 in London. However, his both had brought nobody's attention except for his mother who accidentally had been pregnant with Vincent. Though she adored her child despite him being considered an accident, his father had left his mother a few months earlier, thus Vincent had to grow up without a father teaching him things a man should know.

Vincent, who got stuck with a British accent since he lived in London all his childhood, believed everything his mother told him, which was that he was perfectly human. However, he still felt that he was different from the older children at school. He felt like an outcast, and didn't have many friends except for a specific group he considered to be his close friends. Sometimes, he was bullied by some of the "popular" students at the school, but he didn't let it get to him until one day. One day, one of the bullies shoved him into the locker, and Vincent was having a bad day and immediately was enraged by this action. This is when he realized that he wasn't a normal human being, since when he punched the bully in the face, it sent him flying back and somewhat into the wall. He was instantly knocked unconscious, but luckily nobody had been around to witness the powerful punch. After school, he ran home to his mother and demanded that she told him the truth of who he really was, and thus his mother had to explain everything to Vincent. At first he was shocked that his mother had lied, but then he actually was happy that he wasn't just another average human. He was powerful, and he felt like had more control of his life than he ever had.

After graduating high school, Vincent decided to not attend college and just work at a gas station. He wanted a peaceful life where he could control his natural powers, and not be a target for anything that might want his head. After all, his mother had informed him of vampires and their hatred for lycans or any werewolf breed to be honest. He never cared about that though, since he had never once even seen a vampire stalking around in the dark, and thus he felt like everything would be fine. Well, one night that changed. He went back home to see his mother, only to see the door wide open and the lights off. He ran inside to only find her corpse, which she had changed into her lycan form to most likely fight off the invaders. He didn't know who had murdered his mother at first until he found the only clue he needed, which was a vampire fang on the floor that probably had been knocked out in the fight. His hatred towards vampires had began.

Tens of years passed until the twentieth century came along, where he still looked like he was in his twenties or thirties. In his time, he had hunted down vampires and ripped them to shreds, trying to avenge the death of his mother until one time he discovered other lycans attacking a vampire hideout. After the battle, he greeted them and discovered that most lycans were together in harmony in a secret place - just like most vampires were together in their main hideout as well. Thus, he found a new home, but he still didn't search for love. He only thirsted for revenge, but that had changed when in 2014 an elder lycan spoke to him about his violence toward the vampire species. The elder suggested that he needed to move on, but of course that doesn't mean he can't fight vampires still, but the elder told him that Vincent's mother would want him to move on and also this brutal violence would only lead him to his death. Vincent decided to heed his advice, and calm down to where he only fought to protect others, and only kill when he had to.

The year is now 2016. Vincent remains loyal to his species, but in his heart he still does have a hatred toward the race of vampires, though he has calmed down when fighting them. He appears to be around the age of twenty nine years old, but really he is one hundred and fourteen years old. He lives with the rest of his lycans in their hideout, though sometimes he walked the streets to see how humans interact these days. Despite that, Vincent has a peculiar body structure since he doesn't look as strong than he really is when he is in his lycan form. However, he is quite powerful as any lycan, but he is no elder or alpha by any means. In relationships, he has been single all of his life, but he has told the elders that he is bisexual and most believe he is the submissive one in a relationship. Now, Vincent does the bidding of his elders, hoping to find peace by living the rest of his kind until the end of his days are upon him.

[ You found a picture of what Vincent looks like when he's in his human form: www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=95811849 ]

[ You also have a drawing of what he looks like when he is in his lycan form: (picture is the web image below) ]

[ Upon hearing this information, you decide whether or not Vincent is a bad person or a good one, but either way Vincent wouldn't care at all. ]