Styx - Angel

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HUMAN/ANTHRO WORLDS CHARACTER

Name: Styx Matthew River

Gender: Male

Eye color: Gold

Hair color: Dark-brown

Race: Angel

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 180 lbs

Blood Type: B negative

Shoe size: 13

Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Ixion(brother)

Sub-Race: Celestial Vampire

Magics:Angelic

Spells:

Summon Weapon: Ghostly tendrils of golden light will swirl in between Styx's fingers, solidifying into twin pistols, each identical and ornate with glowing runes running down the length of each nose. Such a weapon was once a powerful sword, though he refuses to call upon it since it was lifted last when he was nothing more than a slave.

Summon Wings: Dark wings rip out from his back, something that is as painful to watch as it is for him to do. He tries more often than not to keep them hidden.

Shadow cloak: As long as he moves slowly or is stopped, Styx can pull shadows around himself and one other person to cloak them from view. Will not work in well lit areas.

Skills: Stealthy and balanced, he's a hard man to knock over. He has knowledge of sword fighting though ignores it and opts instead to use pistols and guns when available.

Restrictions: Being of vampiric nature doesn't mean that he can't be seen in sunlight. However, large amounts of light can make him sick and will always make his eyes hurt.

His nature is different from normal vampires in that instead of needing to drink the blood of other species, he actually needs to drink the blood of other vampires at least once a month, more if he's been injured. To not will result in a powerful blood lust and uncontrollable rage.

This is not to say he isn't attracted to the scent and idea of other people's blood. Other Celestial blood seems to weaken him in the sense that it smells sweet and can cause light headed-ness.

Appearance: Dark hair falls to just the nape of his neck, the front layered where his bangs end just below his eyes. It holds a slightly natural curl, wavy but not annoyingly bouncy. His complexion is pale, accentuated by his dark hair and usually dark attire. If one had to describe something unforgettable about him however, it would most definitely be his eyes. Like melted gold, they hold a bit of a reflective sheen to them like that of a cat, aiding in his ability to see in the dark. It is these however that he usually hides behind a pair of wrap-around dark tinted shades.

Personality: Quiet. Lone wolf. Unnerving. These are words that easily describe Styx. Unless he needs something from someone, many don't know any more to him other than his first name. Only two people who he knows of that are still breathing know of his middle and last name.

Biography:
Not always what he looks like now; Styx only barely remembers a past where he and his brother had long golden hair that matched their eyes and wings that were not dark like the night but elegant and silver. No more than a very young boy, he recalls little of the shining city they once called home but more of the terror after it.

Running away to the mortal world, the brothers fled together with Ixion leading the way as best as he could at the age of ten, Styx no more than five at the time. They were on the streets for no more than a total of a day and a half before being taken into custody and sold as slaves to a mage by the name Vorrina.

The boys would be trained as personal guards at her beck and call, trained in the art of swordplay because of their ability to summon such weapons. Their angelic blood was not hidden for long, and Rina made it a requirement that they had their wings out on display whenever they went out; their unusual appearance strangely desirable. Golden statues to marvel at, armored from toe to wings, as Rina walked the streets of whatever city they happened upon.

It wasn't until the discovery of vampires and the benefits of their strength that the conversion was made, turning Styx and his brother Ixion into shades of their former golden selves, this taking place about two years after they were sold. (styx age 7, Ixion age 12) Transformed, their hair blackened as well as their wings; a desire for blood growing in them that was as rare as they were, needing instead to feed on other vampires rather than any blood source. Shadow overpowered any real ability to call on light and instead of front line guards, Vorrina had created night assassins so to speak.

Only recently, about three years now, did Styx and his brother escape; both separated and now on their own, each of them knowing only in their gut that the other is at least alive and unharmed.

For now, he moves between cities, enjoying the fact that no one knows of him other than random employers who seek someone skilled with weapons. In such a little time, the name Styx has become a whisper on lips that is feared as well as respected, his goals and jobs selected in a manner that usually has a hand in dealing with the corruption that more often than not goes unnoticed. Many times, Styx chooses the side of the underdog.
Random Facts:

~To other vampires, Styx's blood tastes like acid. A defense against his "prey" so to speak.

~Enjoys classical music, especially stringed instruments.

~His voice has that signature smoker rumble, but he has never touched anything of the stuff ever.

~Prefers a cloudy, rain filled/stormy sky to that of sunshine despite being able to be out in the light.

~Doesn't like to sleep until he feels he's about to pass out. Will more often than not have nightmares.

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