Name: Markus
Age: 20 something it would seem, but lycan years don’t follow humans
Race: Lycan
Sexuality: Has learned that humping one leg is pretty much the same as the other. (bisexual when it is good for him. Always the dominate one though)
Collars Wanted: Anything is fine really. No Black, Crimson, or Purple. “Don’t really wanna work that hard breaking one in”
Charms Wanted: “Something usefull” Chef’s Hat, Plant “As long as they can eat meat too… Shoot I am a nature lover and I eat meat all the time” Broom “But that sounds kind of curl to call them a maid”
Biography: You wouldn't know it by looking at him now but Markus is a creature of the forest. He was born a to a lycan clan that didn’t believe in going to the modern world. But something in Markus never was really satisfied with staying put and living the life as a wild being. He and a couple of his buddies would always sneak off to the edge of the forest where camper and bond fires would be held. Change into human form and hang out with anyone that would hang out with them. The more the young lycan got to know of humans and the world out side of the forest the more he wanted to leave it.
During one night of hanging out and drinking with a bunch of humans, one of clan elders (while still in wolf form) followed and watch on as Markus broke every rule that the clan had set forth, all of the rules, except changing in front of humans. Growling loudly enough that the group could hear him, the elder stepped out of the shadows. Markus in a panic ran to the clan elder and got on his knees. The humans and other creatures that were around were afraid of what they saw and ran. The elder said or barked nothing but went back into the forest. A sign to Markus that this was the moment of choice: come back to the forest and stays deep within or leave it forever.
Markus chose to leave.
Finding that the outside world wasn’t to difficult the newly freed lycan found that he could blend in easily. Earning money, the thing he knew to rule the outside world, wasn’t hard. Money wasn’t evil like the clan would like to think either. So for the past twenty years or so, Markus’s life has been one party after another. But now a days something has changed. The parties aren’t as fun anymore and his house is totally wrecked. Not knowing really what to do with himself Markus sets out to slave market not really knowing what he is in search of.
