Souls of the Unknown
Greetings, young traveler! Looks like you've stumbled upon our little slice of heaven here in Sotu. Don't worry, we already know what you are, you're not like those common humans, you're something more. As fellow creatures, we welcome you. There's other around here just like you and I, many of us actually. We are right under your nose. But shh... Don't give us away now, we really don't need humans finding out. It's our little secret...

Welcome to Sotu v.2! An all level supernatural creature role play taking place in a haven built just for the supernatural though we coexist secretly with mortals. 100 years ago, war plagued our once beautiful home, turning everything upside down till nothing but rubble and bodies remained. Life had seemed cease... The four clans, exhausted and thin in numbers, had finally given up and declared a truce between themselves, vowing never to go to a war so deadly as before, to make sure that their one and only home flourished once more.

And now, Sotu has done just that, expanding far past it's original borders and returning to it's once majestic state. Mortals have since migrated here as well, providing an adequate food supply and excellent cover for those returning to their human forms. Life has returned normal for most though old blood still has yet to allow ancient grudges grow.

Its up to you where we go from here. Keep the peace, or bring war back to our lands...

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Oliver Sykes -Werewolf-

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Oliver Sykes -Werewolf-

Post by Guest on November 21st 2013, 6:32 pm

Character Name- Oliver (Oli) Tarrence Sykes
Age- 25 years of age.
Gender-  Male.
Race- Werewolf
Sexuality- Straight
Character Description -  
The first thing people, mortal or not, notice about Oli, is his smile. For how sweet his persona is, he has a punk look, and a mock like smile.  One of his famous, or rather well known smile is the  one when a corner pulls up higher then the other, giving him a crooked-smile. Or the smile when he doesn't flash his teeth. His eyebrows are furrowed, yet one is slightly more raised then the other, and his pink lips are pressed together.  Oliver has slightly long, curly (If it isn't straightened) dark hair that sorta touches his shoulders, and light skin, with a slightly pointed/narrow nose. Oliver, something Females tend to notice rather quickly, has a bit of muscles,but not all that bulky with long arms, in great fit, and entrancing green/blue eyes.  Oliver has some tattoos, not too many though, and surprisingly no piercing. To sum it all up,  He's, made for running, but can fight as well.  Which brings us strangely  to the next subject. Oliver isn't the tallest thing you'll ever see. He's a bit on the short side, but not overly short like his father was.

Oliver's wolf form is nothing like his ex  pack-mates. They all had earthy coats, or ebony, while His fur carried a plain color; Silver. He was a snowy coat, and it's quite fluffy, hanging strands here and there, with a long, swooping tail. His fur hangs underneath his belly,with long, pointed triangle shaped ears. Like in his human form, Oliver is a bulky, muscled Wolf, with a long, narrowed muzzle, and a big black nose. There is large scar that runs down Oliver's head and stops right beside his left eye, but besides that...his wolf is like any others.

Character Personality -
The first thing that come to others minds when they're around Oli, is how..sweet and caring he is. Despite his hesitance to openly speak, everyone notices how He acts. But people don't really know, the real Oliver. He's kind, yes, but there's something dark, hateful that lurks in his heart. Secrets lurk around him, and his longing to be with his own kind, but the type that'll need him like he needs them, has forced Oli to go to desperate measures. He's killed, been tainted by evil ways, and as much as He tries to shove those memories away, every time Oli closes his eyes, He goes back to the night where He had brutally, uncontrollably, attacked his "sister".  He constantly beats himself up because of that night, and chooses to be distant around those who wish to become closer. He doesn't want to hurt anyone else. Oliver, unlike most werelings, prefers to be in his Wolf form. You'll catch him in it nearly all the time.

Back Story - Oliver's story is a bit..weird. For one thing, He has a different Mother then his siblings, and He's well, supposed to be dead.  Born to the female named Elle and a Father named Rodrick, Oliver grew up to nothing but disaster. His father had a relationship with the Omega of the pack, without anyone knowing. You see, Rodrick told everyone in the pack, that he had found the little boy wandering in their territory, and would adopt him. His mother, real mother, kept her (their) secret for as long as she could, until some gossip started to leak. Becca, Oliver's adopted mother, began to notice the connection between her mate and the Omega. The way they'd glance at each other, and how whenever Oli was around, Elle would stare at him with sad eyes, and how whenever Becca was around, Elle always made a quick escape. Though she knew the truth, Becca didn't confront Rodrick, nor Elle. She just kept her chin held high, and raised Oliver with the rest of their offspring. Two females, Erica and Jessie, and Oliver, the only male.  Oli had no idea he was adopted, but later in his life, he questioned his mother, Becca. He looked at himself, then to his "siblings" and  "parents". They looked so different. And slowly, things unfolded. At the age of six, Oliver turned, and attacked, though he didn't mean to, Erica, and killed her. It was an honest mistake. He was in no control, and Becca, with her grief and anger boiling, plotted Oli's demise.  Elle knew Becca's plans all to well, and asked Rodrick to help her. Rodrick agreed to Elle's plans, and went to Becca, speaking of how He'd kill Oli, by himself, on his thirteenth birthday. Becca believed in her mate, and went back to being her old self, counting down the days until Oli would be out of her pack.

Little did she know, that Oliver was just shipped off, to Rodrick's  Father, and his pack.  Oliver went along quietly, sadly, and got used to living with his Grandfather , and got quite attached to his cousin of some sort, Raven. The girl was younger then him, more bubbly and  sweet, which Oliver couldn't really understand. How can one so hurt be so happy? Raven kept Oliver on his feet with her constant rants and trouble making self, and soon Oliver began to realize that this wasn't so in the pack. Though He noticed things about his the light in his eyes went cold, and how Raven was suddenly being treated. But Oli did nothing to stop it. He didn't know how to. When Oliver turned eighteen, Ezekiel had chased Oli off, claiming that his time with the pack was done, and He needed his own pack. Did Oliver ever get into a new pack? Well, no. He didn't want, nor did he believed, that he needed one. But he's been traveling around, searching for his best friend/cousin.

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