Tyler St. John / Male / Avrux

TYLER ST JOHN

HEIGHT:5 foot 10 inches
WEIGHT: 173lb
MUTATIONS: saber-teeth, Wings, Heterachromia
MECHA ENHANCEMENTS: {1 Free}
SERUM ENHANCEMENTS: {1 Meta-Physical or Elemental}
DRUID ABILITIES: Life share and Siren's Lullaby (not that he would admit to ever using it)

He has long brown wavy hair that's always kept pulled back in a neat ponytail, except for the few strands that hang lose. He also has a short, well trimmed beard and mustache. Thought he looks rough around the edges look past it and he is a well groomed man. He has a thin yet neat scar across his left cheek the only visible evidence of his incarceration at the hands of a plantation owner who didn't want to pay his bill. On his hands he wears a pair of well worn finger-less leather gloves, good for stopping ropes burn and grip for wielding his cutlass.

He wears a light blue and gold waist coat with a simple cotton shirt, that possibly was once white, but now looks more brown. Around his waist sits a sash of red cloth, he lets it hang low against his thigh so it can be used as a cleaning cloth for his cutlass when called for, on top of that sits a thick leather studded belt that holds the scabbard of his cutlass and gun holster. Another strap crosses over his well formed chest and around between his two large black wings, when not used they fold tight against his back so not to cause him any interference. On his legs he has cotton pants that tuck into a pair of warn and often repaired leather boots, in one holds a small dagger.

Wolf appearance: In his wolf form his coat is of pure black, his eyes are different colors, one blue the other vivid yellow as it is when he is in his human form. He has two protruding fangs from his upper jaw that in this form he can use to rip the limbs of any would be attackers. He looks for all intense purposes like any other extra large wolf, except for the teeth and wings that sit tucked against his form making him a formidable killer both on the ground and in the air.

LIKES:
* Cigars
* Large Ships
* Fishing
* Women (Clean ones only)
* Good Food
* Being clean
* Being out on the ocean.
Wolves
DISLIKES:
* A mess (as in a dirty room or Ship)
* Men who Disrespect women
* Leaving a fellow mariner behind.
Being alone.
DREAMS: To be a full partner in a shipping company.
FEARS: never finding comfort in the arms of a woman and a safe place to call home.
TALENTS:His sword play with a rapier is only rivalled by one person and he will never admit to being defeated by her.
He can climb the rigging quicker than any seaman on his ship.
He can hover above his enemies thanks to his large wings.
WEAKNESSES: His caring nature towards his admiral and his crew.

He is a good captain with a good heart he treats his crew fairly and is when needed just in dishing out punishments as and when its needed. His dream is to one day not own but be a partner in a shipping company and settle down...but not too quickly, as he loves the feel of the spray on his skin and falling asleep to the rocking of his ship and to the sound of the water lapping against it. His worst fear is being locked in a cell and being left to die alone, it almost came true when his ship was raided by another pirate for the cargo. He was captured and tortured them locked up for days. If it hadn't been for his first mate he would have lost his mind. Since that day he is weary and cautious but at the same time generous to those who need it.

MOTHER:Charlotte de Berry
FATHER: Unknown
SIBLING(S): None
BIRTH DATE: May 21st
BIRTH PLACE: La Nouvelle-Orléans (New Orleans)

He was born in a small back room of an inn, in New Orleans. His mother didn't have much to her name just a small silver locket she always wore, until she left on her last trip slipping it around his neck as if she knew she would not return. When he was around ten his mother went to work for shipping company leaving for days some times weeks on end leaving him to fend for himself but he found kindness in others who would give him food and a warm place to sleep. A smith took him in and tried to teach him a trade he liked it but as he grew could always be found by the docks or on the beach watching the ships enter the dock, dreaming of being able to sail on one.

At the age of 16 he got his chance a cabin boy had fallen ill and he heard there was a vacancy. He volunteered and was accepted the smithy was sad to see him go but he'd seen the look in the young man's eyes as he had grown. Now aboard a Frigate he soon learned it was not an easy life, storms long hot days and cold nights but he loved every minuet. Then as the captain lay on his death bed he handed over the Captaincy of the Frigate to a now older Tyler. He soon made sure only those he trusted stayed and the others he ether had to kill or toss off his ship in a raft with food and water to see them to near by land, after all he was not the type of man to needlessly kill.

After several months of little to no work for him and his crew he threw his hat in with the Silver claw fleet, that and the fact he thought that the Admiral was very...very cute. He wasn't a ladies man,never sleeping around, much to the disappointment of certain ladies he knew. He does know how to treat them right since the old captain took him under his wing and taught him more than just being a sailor, part of him wondered if he had been his true father since his mother never spoke of him and he was always there if he was needed. He set up his base in Silverwind, a safe harbor for his ship and his men, most have other trades they get by on during the bad periods. He in fact owns a very popular inn close to the docks where he at night can hear and smell the sea on a clear night.

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Played by: Tyler