Dark Side of the Moon

“This city has done a good thing in reminding me how much I hate vampires. And fae. And other werewolves. And humans. Everyone is a fucking idiot.”

Name: Lord Silverback

Race: Werewolf

Age: Approximately 1500

Height: 6’ 3 feet

Weight: around 180 pounds

Appearance:

Physical Attributes

Strength: Incredible (Fantastic)

Agility: Incredible

Constitution: Incredible

Magic Ability - None: Silverback lacks any magical capabilities himself however he is knowledgeable on the four elemental magics and magic that involves spirits.

Other Abilities:

Wolf Form:
Silverback’s wolf form is actually notoriously weak in comparison to other werewolves from his world. The only boost it gives to his physical prowess is strength however he does have the regeneration factor intrinsic to all of his kind. He’s also gifted with better senses and the normal advantages of increased height and size.

The Boon of Silver: This was the first and only Boon that Silverback was given freely. A gift from the spirit of the Moon for his tactics in the Great Wars. Nothing of silver may ever bring harm to him. Weapons made of it bounce off of him and even objects coated with the substance will fail to do anything despite their properties without the silver.

Miscellaneous Boons: Silverback would eventually find and kill the rest of his siblings along with ripping their blessings from their corpses. He would uses these to strengthen his human form and make it equal to that of any werewolf. This worked well with the slight boost in strength he gets in wolf form.


Equipment:
 
Cane: A cane made of cold iron with the top being capped off with a wolf’s head and the bottom ending with a very sharp point. Silverback primarily uses it to whack fae with extreme prejudice.

Hunting Horn: An ancient looking horn made of wood and covered with numerous arcane symbols. The sound emanating from this instrument can be heard by any other werewolf and he generally uses it to call meetings or for aid.


Origin: Silverback was the most clever and intelligent out of all his siblings. He would mostly remain unimportant until the Great War came. The Paladin Orders had finally gone at each others throats and gods walked the land for the first time since The Beginning. Seas boiled and froze, valleys were formed and mountains were torn asunder, and the sky was broken and made anew. He marshalled his kind and prepared them for conflict unlike anything they had seen before. Through cunning and strategy (although some would be correct to say cruelty and savagery) his people survived. As a result he was allowed to ask a single thing from the moon spirit. He took the Boon of Silver although he would tell no one of the encounter. Utilizing his new advantage he would eventually go out and slaughter the others that managed to win a gift such as his. Several of those happened to be his own siblings. He would, throughout the course of his life, search out and slaughter them for their gifts. Of course, even for him that was a long time ago. He has mellowed out throughout the years, however age only seems to have made him more grumpy.

In the Nexus he has earned some respect from the other packs due to his age and strength outside of his wolf form. He may lack any official position within any of the myriad of packs but at the very least they will listen to what he has to say. Some have hired him to speak with unruly pack leaders and some have even paid him enough to go off and fight other werewolves himself. Most of his funds are used for paying rent and buying all the silver he can and hoarding it away.
 

Wiseman (Baten Kaitos)
Caedia (Dragon's Dogma)
Ann (OC)
David (OC)
PARIAH (Prototype)

Ann

A smile spread across Ann's face at Law's words. "You must be blind if you can't see that you're already mine. And from what I see you aren't very unhappy about your position. But, of course, if you're so unwilling I can just start punishing this new pet."

As she said this she slowly came to a halt and pulled herself off Law even as her sultry fluids trailed down her legs and part of her wanted to just take him right in front of the magus, but she repressed that feeling. She was patient enough for that. And with a single move she pushed Law away and focused on the squirming heir.

"I'm afraid you'll have to clarify what I don't have to do, magus. I can't make out what you're saying with all these yelps and moans." With a vicious smirk Ann completely pulled out before slamming another finger completely in along with the first. She thrusted them in and out of Misaya over and over again with increasing force. It wasn't long before Ann was flexing her fingers to stretch the magus' tight asshole. Then she pulled them out and exaggeratedly licked them.

After her rather over-the-top display, she undid the bonds on Misaya’s legs and flipped her onto her stomach, the raven-haired girl’s round ass being raised into the air. With an open hand she spanked the magus hard enough to be painful, her shapely rear of the heir quickly grew red after few hits. "Is this better, Magus?"

Ann

The pale beauty gave a small, mocking laugh at Misaya's attempt to eat her out through the bow. The tongue rubbed the ribbon against her slit a bit and grew a little wet but that was it. "I suppose I did make this too difficult for you, Magus, but I do need to punish you for playing with what's mine."

Ann roughly twisted one of the heir's nipples and the remainder of the ribbons drifted down and bound Misaya to the bed, holding down her flailing arms and abdomen.  Then she slowly stood up and gave the magus a condescending pat on the cheek before casually walking over behind Law.

With a smirk on her face she grabbed him as he lost himself in eating out the magus before she grabbed him, pulled him away from Misaya's slit, and shoved him backwards, cock pointing straight towards the ceiling. Then she quickly crawled on top of the Sin-Eater and straddled him.

Her beautiful, black hair brushed against his chest as she looked down at him with piercing grey eyes. Then Ann began to grind her voluptuous ass against his hardness as she said, "I hope you've realized that you'll always belong to me, Little Death."

But even as his length rubbed against her and fluid began to leak from her core and she desired for a moment nothing more than having Law in her here and now, she had another pet to punish. While still letting his cock run between her asscheeks, Ann ran a lithe finger up Misaya’s leg before with a sudden hand motion pushed into, not the dripping wet hole that was ready and waiting, but the tight, tight asshole of the Reikouran, thrusting it in and out at a pace unsuited for someone who was not prepared or lubed. But Ann didn't want her to be. The girl had to be punished, after all.

Ann

Death awaited a response from her brother but either impatience or the magic of this place had gotten the better of her. "There is no need to answer now, Little Brother. I have an eternity to receive your response. Now, I need to get to my own games."

As she said this Ann rose from her seat and quickly displayed her lack of shame as her cloak shifted into dozens of black ribbons that barely covered he with little bows tied to just hide her more private areas. The long ends of the ribbons drifted in the air as if blown by an unseen wind, and gave her an almost ethereal look.

Her eyes roamed around the room until she found what she was looking for. The spirit so very like her that was currently fucking a raven haired beauty. So Ann sauntered over to the bed they were on with a noticeable sway in her hips and when she had gotten to the two she made herself known.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Little Death. You should know better to play with something before sharing it with me first." With that said her hand lashed out and grabbed Law's shoulder and quickly pulled him out and off of Misaya before tossing him to the other side of the bed.

Then in an instant one of her hands pushed the the crimson eyed woman onto the bed as Ann climbed onto it and it wasn't long before the older woman's tongue and found its way to Misaya's slit. Ann pushed her tongue in deeper to lap up the mixed fluids as her other hand began to pinch and pull at the magus' clit.

Wiseman

The sorcerer called out again to counter this new attack.

"Dream Blade."

The familiar phantasmal blades materialized once more and overran the spikes of ice, but this time the blades simply fizzled out of existence. There was no point in wasting energy with another fruitless attack. The warlock instead called upon a different element.

"Heaven's Pillar."

The heavens were sundered and wrenched open to reveal a midnight world beyond this reality. Then three pillars made of a material alien to this land shot from the portal like missiles. The first was impossibly heavy and could easily puncture solid steel like paper, the second was twice as heavy as it, and the third was twice as heavy as the second.

Mia: What are your favorite games?

Caedia

The Arisen took a small sip from the cap and began to eat the jerky along with the mix of foods from her bag. She had gotten used to the bitterness of Greenwarish long ago, so she simply gave a rare smile at Crest's glare.

Then, in an even rarer show of trust, Caedia closed her eyes and rested against the wall. It didn't take long for her breathing to become even as she fell asleep.

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David

The Joyous laughed at the soldier's actions with a type of genuineness rarely heard in this world. As she did this David began to speak again while The Scholarly was still enraptured in thought.

"We would need materials. Magic can be handled by the Scholarly but in order to build a portal we need a lot of metal with high melting points.  It would take a little while but it's definitely possible."

Then The Scholarly spoke up. "There is always another option. Older methods can use fresh blood to create the portal. With enough of it we can ignore any material requirement and-"

The elderly man's mouth was shut by a pointed look from David. "As I was saying if your superiors are concerned about leaving the Nexus I'm sure that we can attempt something if they're willing to supply the materials.

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Ann

Death gave a dismissive snort at the oppressive darkness that surrounded the mall. It wasn't magic so it did affect her but this Shell was more than capable of surviving the void unhindered. So Ann simply sat on the floor and began to nap.

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Ascended

The being of Light took the destruction of the spear in stride and readied itself to counterattack as his opponent drew near, but something changed. The sound of thunder blasted away any thought he had and stunned him long enough for the fiery blade to descend upon it.

But it was not harmed. Certainly the blade cut through it's metallic flesh but whatever pain that could have come from the wound was ignored in favor of cold, righteous fury. The darkness had already began to fade but that did not bother the Ascended. A blinding light emanated from its other hand as another construct formed, but only the servant of Light could see what the construct was due to the harsh Light it emitted. A blade made of shining power so bright that it was if he had held a shard of the sun in his hand.

Then in one motion he moved his foot to slam down on his opponent's while he swung his blade at his opponent. But the blade had done some damage. The strike had hindered its movement and the sudden lack of weight on one side messed with the being's balance as it moved so suddenly. It's footing was obviously faulty and a good enough strike would easily knock it down.