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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 8:41 pm
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![User Image](https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/surreality/TiH/tristancert.jpg) The Faculty Tristan, Tristan, now where did that name ring a bell? Arel scanned the application forms one more time, also pulling out the background check. Mexican wolf demons, snobby parents, likes to smoke and deal- Ahh, that's right. Tristan Bailey's acceptance letter came with an additional and not-so-discreet contact number. A silver plaque is nailed prominently at the upper third portion of the dorm's door. Written in simply grotesque hand-lettering, a single name is displayed, though oddly spaced. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that a middle name once filled the gap appropriately, though had been carefully scratched out with the use of a dull pocket knife. Crafting paint may or may not have been brushed over the shallow cuts to better conceal the minor vandalism attempt.
On an unrelated note, a strange smell seemed to waft from beneath the closed door. It's probably better not to stick around to find out what, in fact, that smell entailed.
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 8:57 pm
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» I'M BOND. JAMES BOND. no really
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Name: Tristan Bailey Nicknames: --- Gender: Male Age: 16
Faction/Race: Demon (wolf)
Personality: If there is a single term that would best describe Tristan and how he feels about himself and his philosophies of life as a whole, it would be comfortable. And why wouldn't it? He has had the distinct honor and privilege of being born and raised into the esteemed Bailey family, the oldest line of wolf demons. Ever heard of Little Red Riding Hood? How about the Three Little Pigs? Any folklore or legend that mentions the Big Bad Wolf and you have a celebrated ancestor. Only the best come from the Baileys, and for that, Tristan lavishes in their excellence.
However, there is a small problem: he hasn't actually done anything himself to grant that kind of attention or attitude. While his cousins and siblings may already be cooking up their own schemes that will later be recalled in tales by boastful relatives, Tristan has otherwise stayed behind in the family manor where he lazes by the chase lounge and occasionally pulls a prank or two on the manor's servants. When the servants complain to his parents, he shuts himself in his room where he rolls questionable herbs, takes a few drags, and listens to muddy-sounding music for hours. They have yet to find a cleaning product that gets rid of the smell.
Why did they enroll at the academy? Mr. and Mrs. Bailey are at their wits' end with their youngest child, and have given him an ultimatum: he can either pursue an education in which he can develop more appropriate skills and hobbies better suited for the demon that he should be, or be entirely cut off from the family's funds and kicked out of their home. The choice was obvious; it would be entirely too difficult to buy trendy fur-collared jackets without his parents' money.
Natural Ability As all Bailey family members, Tristan can change into the form of a wolf (or more specifically, a mexican wolf-- a smaller subspecies of the north american gray wolf). While most of his relatives can handle the transformation with ease and slip into the shadows like a duck on water, the young wolf demon has yet to master the art of stealth. This is critical; how else is he supposed to sneak around?
Fear Tristan is able to let out a single and melancholic howl that stuns his foe for a turn. This allows him a greater chance of landing an attack, or at its worst, a good head start on a retreat. The howl itself doesn't cause any damage to the opponent.
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 9:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 9:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 9:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 9:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:29 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:30 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:32 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:34 am
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