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Dice Roller
 GM, 1 post
Mon 2 Jan 2017
at 21:49
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Character Creation (Vampire):


Name:Wolfric Wroth-Solomon
Alias:Richard Fairville
Age Appears:22
True Age:551 Born April 2nd 1465 Winchester, England
Race:Vampire
Character Visual:Cillian Murphy

Member of the Local Coven:No, he answers only to the founding family.
Member of the Original Founding Family: Yes (Has spent 126 years travelling prior to his return)

Personality:Wolfric has a strict divide to in his personality and categorizes everything in his unlife inot either business or recreation. When dealing with recreational subjects and people he is extremely relaxed and easy going and has often been accused of being too lackadaisacal and irrespsonsible for an Elder. He often welcomes supernaturals of all varities to parties or social events and even goes so far as spending extravagant sums of money to accomadate guests with specialist requirements for short visits. To his friends and aquantainces he is a fun and eccentric force of of selflessness and agreeableness.

Business however is a different matter. Wolfric is famous for never mixing business and pleasure and has often refused to deal with even his oldest and closest friends unless absolutely neccesary. If Wolfric embodies all the virtues of humanity in his personal life then so does he embody all of the vices and cruelty of humanity in his proffessional life. Wolfrics primary profession in the last 3 centuries has been as a personal banker and money lender to the supernatural community as well as to the human criminal underworld. If a debt is not paid on time or it falls short of the agreed amount Wolfric will systematically destroy everything the client holds most dear, using their own desires and happiness to continuously torture them until the debt is repaid in more than full. There have been cases where he has pursed several generations of a single wealthy family, hounding them and casting them into a spiral of self destruction and ruin. Rumours also exist that he has had other immortals locked away and kept sane enough to wish they could die however these whispers are often disregarded as fanciful adn absurd, especially by his friends and family. In business he is cold, logical and cruel and is unrecognisable from his usual self.

His alias of Fairville was originally Fair-vile and was given to him by a close friend as an ironic joke poking fun at his dual nature of being unfair in business and kind in recreation. After his friend succumbed to the true death Wolfric kept the name though he added the extra l to make it seem more hospitable. Wolfric is fairly well known in the worlds supernatural community by his original name and is also well known in the human criminal undergrounds as Richard Fairville. Wolfric often travels the world by foot, train or bus and taking boats when required. When he has to attend urgent business he will use planes but otherwise feels that it takes the adventure and fun out of travelling.

Wolfric has a charitable spirit and an almost brotherly fondness for children which also extends to young immortals who are still struggling to find their place in the world and often young vampires that have been abandoned under his wing until they are ready to survive alone. Unlike most Elders Wolfric has never lost his thirst for enjoyment and discovery of the world and revels in every unique instant adding them to a long list of memories that maintains his positive and cheerful attitude. Outside of business he rarely turns off his human emotions as he has seen many of his kind turn into the monsters that the films and books describes when they choose to simply ignore their emotions for the sake of convinience or efficiency. Although he is not fond of aeronautical travel he has wholly embraced and supported the development of technology throughout the centuries and no small part of his excessive wealth has been gathered (and still gathering) money from investments into scientific and tehcnological development. Ocassionally he has backed some innovations that simply failed to achieve great acclaim but the gains have so far outweighed the losses.

Wolfric does not often stand on ceremony and rarely mentions his position as an Elder unless directly questioned. He embraces the lack of hierachy in vampire society and only uses the advantages of his age during the course of business or when others are being particularly unkind or bullying those beneath them in rank. He has not survived the emotional drain killing for 5 centuries unscathed, he feels little remorse for human adults though he often chose his targets carefully. In order to  abate the guilt he began arranging for money to be left with their families, if the victim had none then he would pay for a pleasant burial. He soon discovered that many people would offer their lives in order to secure their family and Wolfric saw this as a solution to several problems. Wolfroc has made it into a minor business with many wealthy  vampire clients choosing to simply buy to their preferences than spend tme skulking around in the world where camera phones are always waiting to record and share anything remotely interesting. By providing compensation to his victims he found a way of effectively removing a great portion of guilt without turnign his back on human emotion, this is perhaps the secret to his happy and carefree attitude and outlook on unlife.


Appearance:Wolfric has a slightly gaunt appearance with sunken cheeks and slightly sunken eyes that are grey blue in colour. His hair is medium length, light brown and a little curly at the ends though he tends to keep it well trimmed. He is approximately 175cm in height and weighs 165lbs. He appears to have a slight frame and often wears expensive tailored suits according to the period and locations fashion. The pale white shade of his skin since his rebirth further makes him seem unwell or sickly and average humans can find him a little offputting despite his relaxed demeanour and friendly smile. In recent years he made a habit of using very light shades of fake tan to take an edge off of his ghostly white appearance. The only indication of his age is within the eyes that have seen too much of the world and seem to pierce through whatever they are looking at.

Distinguishing Features:Sunken cheeks and eyes that give the appearance that he doesn't eat often. Hi fingers appear slightly longer than normal and he has a number different tribal-like tattoos on his upper arms and back.

Occupation:Personal banker and money lender, trader of supernatural crafts and wares, dealer of black market goods.

History:Wolfric was born to a wealthy yet low ranking nobleman in 1470's medieval England. From a young age he was taught to fight with sword, bow and lance as well as how to ride, hunt and all the other lessons neccessary for becoming a lord. A lot of his education was inclined towards leading men in battle as well as military tactics and codes of chivalry and honour. His father, Lord William Wroth had sworn allegiance to Edward IV and fought in several skirmishes and battles  until he was killed at the battle of Barnet when wolfric was just 8 years old. Wolfric inherited his fathers land and titles and was guided by his mother. In the years that followed Wolfrics mother Marrianne had squandered most the family's wealth and in 1485 he marched to battle with what little men and equipment he had left and fought under Richard III. The battle was lost and the majority of his bannermen lay dead around him as he was ransomed back to his mother (who bankrupted the estates to cover the price for Wolfrics freedom) and found himself destitute.

The next two years were hard on Wolfric as he found that training to be a Lord had little use among the peasantry and he often went days without a good meal. Marianne had died after several months on the road and Wolfric had no choice but to leave her in a ditch on the roadside. he had tried digging a grave himself but had no tools and found himself unequal to the task. He became intimate with poverty and suffering as he painfully made his way to London in search of some distant relative who may take pity on him. He chanced upon a small remote village and had been allowed to sleep in the stable when he beheld a curious and frightening site. During the night he awoke to a strange sound similar to that made when eating yet it did not sound quite right. He moved slowly around the stall and stumbled back in horror as he watched a man biting the neck of a horse, when he turned his face was covered with red gore and he looked at the weakned Wolfric with hunger in his eyes. Wolfric armed himself with a pitchfork and charged at the monster though the attempt was laughable and the stranger had turned him aside with barely a flick of his hand.

Wolfric awoke a full day later ina straw bed inside an inn that after some questioning he discovered was no less than 50 miles from the stable where he had slept. He inquired how he had arrived but the inn keepers kindly wife said he had been carried by a strnager and that at first they had beleived him dead. He had been told the stranger arrived just before dawn with Wolfric covered in congealing blood that trailed from a neckwound that apparently came from a dog attack. Wolfric felt hungrier than he ever had before adn his memory was hazy regarding that night yet he could recall the exquisite taste of the kindly womans blood in his throat and on his tongue. It was a messy affair yet he left less blood than he took before fleeing into the night in rapturous ecstasy. his sire had followed him with amusement and introduced himself as Benjamin Solomon before whisking Wolfric away to hide from the daylight.

Wolfric learned what he could from his sire and even took his name for his own as they travelled across Europe often meeting with other immortals and supernatural entities. Wolfric had been unruly and rebellious at first until Solomon had left him staked to the ground for several hours in daylight, after that Wolfric had become much more compliant. After 23 years Benjamin and Wolfric parted ways as friends and Wolfric set off on many adventures and began accruing a large amount of wealth stashed and hidden across the known world. Wolfric worked as a trader, explorer mercenary, servant, nobleman and even a pirate for several enjoyable years. it was during these travels that he discovered various groups of supernatural creatures and took great interest in learning their cultures, history and customs. Though a few of the supernaturals he met still exist many have passed from the world or become reclusive and completely hidden. Each of his bizarre tattos were added from groups that he had grown close with and were creating using combinations of magic or supernatural liquids to prevent them from being healed completely.

He has lived a life full of excitment pattered with occasioanl grief and brilliant yet risky money making schemes but settled down when he helped found Winchester with the other members of the Original Founding Family. He spent the best part of 76 years helping to build and foster ties between supernaturals and humans as well as being one of the main financial supporters when establishing Winchester ( this is one of the reasons it was named thus) of the Family before he began travelling again in order to consolidate and collect his scattered wealth from around the world. Wolfric has had very little contact with the Family in Winchester in the last 50 years but began his long journey back when he had discovered (from several reliable sources) that the family had lost control of Winchester and was now being ruled by the hunters.

Wolfric has had a colourful history with hunters from The Society and other organisations. As Wolfric Wroth-Solomon he has argued and butted heads (and very rarely) fought in battle agaisnt them. In more recent times he has done what he could maintain the peace and has occasioanlly granted them favours or assited them under the name of Richard Fairville. He does not know if The Society is aware that he is both of these people. Generally he agrees that humans should have an instituion to help protect the  humans who are ignorant to the supernatural forces yet he does not agree wioth some of the methods used or some hunters willingness to establish dominance through sheer force. ultimately Wolfric wishes for peaceful coexistence but will fight to protect The Family when he must. Such fights are often merely political or financial attacks as oppossed to the battles of old yet his methods can be surprisingly effective by using connections in the government, criminal underground and the media.

Family:

Lord Wliiam Wroth (Father): Deceased, 1473
Lady Marianne Wroth (Mother): Deceased, 1486
Benjamin Solomon (Sire):Redeceased, 1898
Angelica Wroth-Solomon (Human wife):Deceased, 1648

Special Possessions (GM Approval):Daylight Elixir

Likes: Nonsexual
Dislikes: Nonsexual

Additional Information:

Writing Sample:
Character Goals:

This message was last edited by the GM at 23:22, Wed 14 June 2017.

Dice Roller
 GM, 2 posts
Mon 2 Jan 2017
at 22:19
characters
Character Creation (Vampire):


Name:Wolfric Wroth-Solomon
Alias:Richard Fairville
Age Appears: Mid to late 20's
True Age:551 Born April 2nd 1465 Winchester, England
Race:Vampire
Character Visual:Cillian Murphy

Member of the Local Coven:No, he answers only to the founding family.
Member of the Original Founding Family: Yes (Has spent 126 years travelling prior to his return)

Personality:

Wolfric has a strict divide to his personality and categorizes everything in his unlife into either business or recreation. When dealing with recreational subjects and people he is extremely relaxed and easy going and has often been accused of being too lackadaisacal and irrespsonsible for an Elder. He often welcomes supernaturals of all varities to parties or social events and even goes so far as spending extravagant sums of money to accomadate guests with specialist requirements for short visits. To his friends and aquantainces he is a fun and eccentric force of of selflessness and agreeableness.

Business however is a different matter. Wolfric is famous for never mixing business and pleasure and has often refused to deal with even his oldest and closest friends unless absolutely neccesary. If Wolfric embodies all the virtues of humanity in his personal life then so does he embody all of the vices and cruelty of humanity in his professional life. Wolfrics primary profession in the last 3 centuries has been as a personal banker and money lender to the supernatural community as well as to the human criminal underworld. If a debt is not paid on time or it falls short of the agreed amount Wolfric will systematically destroy everything the client holds most dear, using their own desires and happiness to continuously torture them until the debt is repaid in more than full. There have been cases where he has pursed several generations of a single wealthy family, hounding them and casting them into a spiral of self destruction and ruin. Rumours also exist that he has had other immortals locked away and kept sane enough to wish they could die however these whispers are often disregarded as fanciful and absurd, especially by his friends and family. In business he is cold, logical and cruel and is unrecognisable from his usual self.

His alias of Fairville was originally Fair-vile and was given to him by a close friend as an ironic joke poking fun at his dual nature of being unfair in business and kind in recreation. After his friend succumbed to the true death Wolfric kept the name though he added the extra l to make it seem more hospitable. Wolfric is fairly well known in the worlds supernatural community by his original name and is also well known in the human criminal undergrounds as Richard Fairville. Wolfric often travels the world by foot, train or bus and taking boats when required. When he has to attend urgent business he will use planes but otherwise feels that it takes the adventure and fun out of travelling.

Wolfric has a charitable spirit and an almost brotherly fondness for children which also extends to young immortals who are still struggling to find their place in the world and often takes young vampires that have been abandoned under his wing until they are ready to survive alone. Unlike most Elders Wolfric has never lost his thirst for enjoyment and discovery of the world and revels in every unique instant adding them to a long list of memories that maintains his positive and cheerful attitude. Outside of business he rarely turns off his human emotions as he has seen many of his kind turn into the monsters that the films and books describes when they choose to simply ignore their emotions for the sake of convinience or efficiency. Although he is not fond of aeronautical travel he has wholly embraced and supported the development of technology throughout the centuries and no small part of his excessive wealth has been gathered (and still gathering) money from investments into scientific and tehcnological development. Ocassionally he has backed some innovations that simply failed to achieve great acclaim but the gains have so far outweighed the losses.

Wolfric does not often stand on ceremony and rarely mentions his position as an Elder unless directly questioned. He embraces the lack of hierachy in vampire society and only uses the advantages of his age during the course of business or when others are being particularly unkind or bullying those beneath them in rank. He has not survived the emotional drain killing for 5 centuries unscathed, he feels little remorse for human adults though he often chose his targets carefully. In order to  abate the guilt he began arranging for money to be left with their families, if the victim had none then he would pay for a pleasant burial. He soon discovered that many people would offer their lives in order to secure their family and Wolfric saw this as a solution to several problems. Wolfroc has made it into a minor business with many wealthy  vampire clients choosing to simply buy to their preferences than spend tme skulking around in the world where camera phones are always waiting to record and share anything remotely interesting. By providing compensation to his victims he found a way of effectively removing a great portion of guilt without turning his back on human emotion, this is perhaps the secret to his happy and carefree attitude and outlook on unlife.

Wolfric has had no particular interest in vampire politics other than to keep the uneasy peace, some members of The Family may have some respect for his age however it is equally likely that they could be unwelcoming due to his lack of contact and his disconnecection from Winchester for such a long period of time.


Appearance:Wolfric has a slightly gaunt appearance with sunken cheeks and slightly sunken eyes that are grey blue in colour. His hair is medium length, light brown and a little curly at the ends though he tends to keep it well trimmed. He is approximately 175cm in height and weighs 165lbs. He appears to have a slight frame and often wears expensive tailored suits according to the period and locations fashion. The pale white shade of his skin since his rebirth further makes him seem unwell or sickly and average humans can find him a little offputting despite his relaxed demeanour and friendly smile. In recent years he made a habit of using very light shades of fake tan to take an edge off of his ghostly white appearance. The only indication of his age is within the eyes that have seen too much of the world and seem to pierce through whatever they are looking at.


Distinguishing Features:Sunken cheeks and eyes that give the appearance that he doesn't eat often. His fingers appear slightly longer than normal and he has a number different tribal-like tattoos on his upper arms and back.

Occupation:Personal banker and money lender, trader of supernatural crafts and wares, dealer of black market goods.

History:Wolfric was born to a wealthy yet low ranking nobleman in 1470's medieval England. From a young age he was taught to fight with sword, bow and lance as well as how to ride, hunt and all the other lessons neccessary for becoming a lord. A lot of his education was inclined towards leading men in battle as well as military tactics and codes of chivalry and honour. His father, Lord William Wroth had sworn allegiance to Edward IV and fought in several skirmishes and battles  until he was killed at the battle of Barnet when wolfric was just 8 years old. Wolfric inherited his fathers land and titles and was guided by his mother. In the years that followed Wolfrics mother Marrianne had squandered most the family's wealth and in 1485 he marched to battle with what little men and equipment he had left and fought under Richard III. The battle was lost and the majority of his bannermen lay dead around him as he was ransomed back to his mother (who bankrupted the estates to cover the price for Wolfrics freedom) and found himself destitute.

The next two years were hard on Wolfric as he found that training to be a Lord had little use among the peasantry and he often went days without a good meal. Marianne had died after several months on the road and Wolfric had no choice but to leave her in a ditch on the roadside. he had tried digging a grave himself but had no tools and found himself unequal to the task. He became intimate with poverty and suffering as he painfully made his way to London in search of some distant relative who may take pity on him. He chanced upon a small remote village and had been allowed to sleep in the stable when he beheld a curious and frightening sight. During the night he awoke to a strange sound similar to that made when eating yet it did not sound quite right. He moved slowly around the stall and stumbled back in horror as he watched a man biting the neck of a horse, when he turned his face was covered with red gore and he looked at the weakned Wolfric with hunger in his eyes. Wolfric armed himself with a pitchfork and charged at the monster though the attempt was laughable and the stranger had turned him aside with barely a flick of his hand.

Wolfric awoke a full day later ina straw bed inside an inn that after some questioning he discovered was no less than 50 miles from the stable where he had slept. He inquired how he had arrived but the inn keepers kindly wife said he had been carried by a stranger and that at first they had beleived him dead. He had been told the stranger arrived just before dawn with Wolfric covered in congealing blood that trailed from a neckwound that apparently came from a dog attack. Wolfric felt hungrier than he ever had before and his memory was hazy regarding that night yet he could recall the exquisite taste of the kindly womans blood in his throat and on his tongue. It was a messy affair yet he left less blood than he took before fleeing into the night in rapturous ecstasy. his sire had followed him with amusement and introduced himself as Benjamin Solomon before whisking Wolfric away to hide from the daylight.

Wolfric learned what he could from his sire and even took his name for his own as they travelled across Europe often meeting with other immortals and supernatural entities. Wolfric had been unruly and rebellious at first until Solomon had left him staked to the ground for several hours in daylight, after that Wolfric had become much more compliant. After 23 years Benjamin and Wolfric parted ways as friends and Wolfric set off on many adventures and began accruing a large amount of wealth stashed and hidden across the known world. Wolfric worked as a trader, explorer mercenary, servant, nobleman and even a pirate for several enjoyable years. it was during these travels that he discovered various groups of supernatural creatures and took great interest in learning their cultures, history and customs. Though a few of the supernaturals he met still exist many have passed from the world or become reclusive and completely hidden. Each of his bizarre tattos were added from groups that he had grown close with and were created using combinations of magic or supernatural liquids to prevent them from being healed completely.

He has lived a life full of excitment pattered with occasioanl grief and brilliant yet risky money making schemes but settled down when he helped found Winchester with the other members of the Original Founding Family. He spent the best part of 76 years helping to build and foster ties between supernaturals and humans as well as being one of the main financial supporters when establishing Winchester ( this is one of the reasons it was named thus) of the Family before he began travelling again in order to consolidate and collect his scattered wealth from around the world. Wolfric has had very little contact with the Family in Winchester in the last 50 years but began his long journey back when he had discovered (from several reliable sources) that the family had lost control of Winchester and was now being ruled by the hunters.

Wolfric has had a colourful history with hunters from The Society and other organisations. As Wolfric Wroth-Solomon he has argued and butted heads (and very rarely) fought in battle agaisnt them. In more recent times he has done what he could maintain the peace and has occasioanlly granted them favours or assisted them under the name of Richard Fairville. He does not know if The Society is aware that he is both of these people. Generally he agrees that humans should have an instituion to help protect the  humans who are ignorant to the supernatural forces yet he does not agree with some of the methods used or some hunters willingness to establish dominance through sheer force. ultimately Wolfric wishes for peaceful coexistence but will fight to protect The Family when he must. Such fights are often merely political or financial attacks as oppossed to the battles of old yet his methods can be surprisingly effective by using connections in the government, criminal underground and the media.

Family:

Lord William Wroth (Father): Deceased, 1473
Lady Marianne Wroth (Mother): Deceased, 1486
Benjamin Solomon (Sire):Redeceased, 1898
Angelica Wroth-Solomon (Human wife):Deceased, 1648

Special Possessions (GM Approval):Daylight Elixir, access to a private telecommunication satellite (used for a private call network accessible only by himself and special clients of his choosing). He has collected several very old diaries/memoirs of ancient vampires as well as a fragmented history of vampirism which he has been collecting casually.

Likes:Parties, Music, business, money, adventuring, peaceful solutions to non business problems.
Dislikes:Overt violence, supremist ideals, Italian cars, boredom, broken promises, sports and aeronautical travel.

Additional Information: Wolfric has a gift of tongues and can read and write and speak most major languages fluently as well as being a passable speaker of several supernatural languages. He is nearly contstantly learning a new language as he travels and will often settle in areas as until he has learned them. Wolfric is also very good at translating ancient texts and writings though he is less confident in speaking them.

Writing Sample:The sound of crunching snow was nearly deafening as Richard Fairville strode to the top of the high mountain ridge. The summit was not far above him and he took a moment to enjoy the crisp evening air and the sight of the forest beneath bathed in soft moonlight. It was likely a cold night, judging by how the edges of his overcoat and shoes were covered in a layer of rime that slowly cracked and refroze as he walked and climbed his way up the mountain. In the distance the town of Winchester glowed with light and he watched the occasional car or lorry snake its way around the hills. With his sharp vision he could make out movement in the town and a slight smile pulled at his cold lips. 126 years had changed Winchester and brought it into the modern age yet he still felt a pang of sadness as he rmemebered the town when it has first been completed, so many freinds and neighbours that would have certainly passed on though he knew that a few of the families would have likely survived.

Richard drew in a deep breath that he didnt need and blew out and seemed nearly dissapointed that he could not see his breath in the icy air. With a grim smile he set off down the slope towards the forest at a regular walking pace whilst conciously creating footprints in the snow and making enough noise that he would be easily noticed by any wolf packs that may possibly dwell in the dense trees. The light came only in thin moonbeams through the roof of branches and Richards eyes adapted easily to the darkness whilst he heard all manner of creatures hunting or sleeping around him. He took a swig from a freezing silver hipflask and his eyes widened slightly at the metallic taste he knew so well. Blood was never as good once it had been stored but he was firmly in control of such urges and only required a small amounbt of human blood to maintain his sanity.

The walk through the woods was uneventful and he could hear the occasioanl car in the distance and began to smell humans in thier houses or in the streets. His nose ruffled slighlty as he adjusted to the slightly polluted smell that now lingered over all but the most remote villages and towns and resisted and urge to head back into the purer mountain air. With a quick shake he removed the majority of ice from his jacket and shoes and began quickly shaking his body like a simulated fit to gernrate friction and heat. Finally he began the motion of drawning in and releasing air to simulate mortal breathing, it was easy to forget such trivial things however Richard knew how important the small details were.

As he walked through the town he removed his phone from its thermal protective case and checked his messages quickly sparing a glance at familiar looking buildings towards the heart of the town. He spotted the building once used for council meetings and remembered his time upon it with fondness, there were some bad times of course but overall he had enjoyed helping the other factions to work together. He looked at the night clubs that had been established and was momentarily tempted to feed before he pushed the thought away and resumed his journey towards the Founding Family's

Character Goals:His current goal is to restablish The Founding Family's former position in Winchester and to repair the divides caused by Ryland Hearts reign. He does not want to take over leadership but he plans to remain until the issue is resolved no matter how long it takes. If possible he will achieve his goal with non violent if possible and he is more than willing to use the majority of his wealth and connections to do so. His secondary objective is to remain in Winchester for a century or so once the status quo has been re-established to ensure that the new leadership does not employ extremist agendas or that the hunters do not tried to take over again.

An overarching goal in his unlife has been to enjoy his immortality to the fullest as well as promoting the peaceful integrations between supernatural species and humans. He beleive that it will be possible to cooperate but that it will be dependant on the immortals species maintaining a good relationship with their human counterparts and organisations.

Thank you for taking the time to read this character concept.I am prepared to fill out the history a lot more than whats provided but i felt it would be too much to try and write 500 years worth of history for a character request. I find the game very interesting and i like the concept of the power struggles between various factions especially. If you have any particular issues about the character please do not hesitate to discuss it with me and i will change things if you think they are inappropriate for you game.

This message was last edited by the GM at 08:03, Wed 04 Jan 2017.