Name: Magnus Bane
Age: 30 (looks about 19-20)
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Summary: What we are looking at here, people, is a con artist. Don't be deceived by his warm brown eyes. They are watching your every move and guessing what you'll do before you even do it. Walking up to him, you'd figure him a nice gentleman. He dresses in what he wants and knows he looks damn good. His hair looks professionally done, a deep brown that spikes up where he wants it. Sometimes eyeliner darkens his eyes, along with the occasional sparkle in his wardrobe. All in all, no would would expect what looks to be such a gentle man. He enjoys this way and asks you to look closely. The more you see of him, the less you'll actually know.... Ready for the show?
Magnus was born on none other but the streets. The weak, sobbing mother couldn't stand to look down at her child. He was the effect of such terrible rape and she wouldn't dare keep him. I'm not going to say she left him in a warm basket with a love letter, that would be too cliche. The mother simply knocked, forced the babe into the foster mother's arms, and ran away. Luckily the babe wasn't dropped on the concrete floor because the foster mother was just startled enough to do it. Instead she brought the baby inside and bathed him. She took care of him and her heart just couldn't let him go. The foster couple had been trying to have a baby, but settled for fostering children. They hand't been called in months for one single child. He came as a blessing to them, and they already had a name picked out. From then on, the babe was Magnus Bane, though he had no idea either.
Growing up as a little boy, they could only describe him as a sweetheart. He shared with other children at the playground and loved his "parents". It wasn't until the day he turned fourteen that he realized what he was. Magnus wasn't sure if the searing pain came first, or the feel of someone splitting his soul. The next thing her knew he was looking out of new eyes and there was a creature inside of him. He fell to the floor and went to curl up, but his tail had startled him by whacking his bed. Peering into the mirror was no longer him, but a wolf. That creature was inside of him, formed by him. As he shifted back into a human, the wolf danced about inside its new flesh cave. The boy couldn't understand what had happened, but it scared the living daylights out of him. He realized what danger he could be to his parents, packed a large bag, and ran off to never be seen again.
Magic had always been a thing he enjoyed, but now it came into effect for the homeless boy. He did card tricks for crowds, all the while slipping money from the innocent onlookers' wallets. Magnus learned the art of hypnotism and often conned wealthy men into giving him money. Most of them had cheated on their wives, leaving a perfect trap for the little boy to give. That was how he survived as he grew older, moving from motel to motel. The wolf wanted to settle down, but he couldn't until he was far away. No evidence of him would be left for his parents to find. Magnus had saved enough money for a train ticket, to away to New York he went.
Pack: Braveheart
Human Photo:
Wolf Photo:
Joining Keys: Member accepted.
Example Post: (Not needed, you know who I am)
Age: 30 (looks about 19-20)
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Summary: What we are looking at here, people, is a con artist. Don't be deceived by his warm brown eyes. They are watching your every move and guessing what you'll do before you even do it. Walking up to him, you'd figure him a nice gentleman. He dresses in what he wants and knows he looks damn good. His hair looks professionally done, a deep brown that spikes up where he wants it. Sometimes eyeliner darkens his eyes, along with the occasional sparkle in his wardrobe. All in all, no would would expect what looks to be such a gentle man. He enjoys this way and asks you to look closely. The more you see of him, the less you'll actually know.... Ready for the show?
Magnus was born on none other but the streets. The weak, sobbing mother couldn't stand to look down at her child. He was the effect of such terrible rape and she wouldn't dare keep him. I'm not going to say she left him in a warm basket with a love letter, that would be too cliche. The mother simply knocked, forced the babe into the foster mother's arms, and ran away. Luckily the babe wasn't dropped on the concrete floor because the foster mother was just startled enough to do it. Instead she brought the baby inside and bathed him. She took care of him and her heart just couldn't let him go. The foster couple had been trying to have a baby, but settled for fostering children. They hand't been called in months for one single child. He came as a blessing to them, and they already had a name picked out. From then on, the babe was Magnus Bane, though he had no idea either.
Growing up as a little boy, they could only describe him as a sweetheart. He shared with other children at the playground and loved his "parents". It wasn't until the day he turned fourteen that he realized what he was. Magnus wasn't sure if the searing pain came first, or the feel of someone splitting his soul. The next thing her knew he was looking out of new eyes and there was a creature inside of him. He fell to the floor and went to curl up, but his tail had startled him by whacking his bed. Peering into the mirror was no longer him, but a wolf. That creature was inside of him, formed by him. As he shifted back into a human, the wolf danced about inside its new flesh cave. The boy couldn't understand what had happened, but it scared the living daylights out of him. He realized what danger he could be to his parents, packed a large bag, and ran off to never be seen again.
Magic had always been a thing he enjoyed, but now it came into effect for the homeless boy. He did card tricks for crowds, all the while slipping money from the innocent onlookers' wallets. Magnus learned the art of hypnotism and often conned wealthy men into giving him money. Most of them had cheated on their wives, leaving a perfect trap for the little boy to give. That was how he survived as he grew older, moving from motel to motel. The wolf wanted to settle down, but he couldn't until he was far away. No evidence of him would be left for his parents to find. Magnus had saved enough money for a train ticket, to away to New York he went.
Pack: Braveheart
Human Photo:
Wolf Photo:
Joining Keys: Member accepted.
Example Post: (Not needed, you know who I am)
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