| Sleeps On Rocks/Edward Syon
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| Call me Edward.. That's what everyone called me in the Tropical Zoo, back in London. Syon Park, specifically. Hence my 'name': Edward Syon. Well, technically they called me Eddie: Mother was Vicky, little sister was Lizzie, and father was Henry. Being Nile Crocodiles, Henry nearly ate me more than a few times when I was young. Compared to today, the wallow there was so peaceful. Food brought to us(Apparently I deathrolled many sausages when small enough. Or so my friends after I Dreamt claim.), and I knew nothing of the many threats of the world. But youth can't last.
I Dreamt, and I dreamt of dragons. Maybe it was random chance, maybe it was the fact it was Britain, where so many memories and imaginations see Dragons as huge beasts with wings, but I came out looking alot like the ones in tales, save I bear Dragon's.. The one, true father of all dinosaurs and the ancient Kings.. mighty visage. It tends to make people go all cross eyed, so I generally prefer my human or natural form. No Mokole helped me, but I'll let you in on a secret: I was lucky. The Memory of Gaia taught me the ancient ways, and my friends on the streets and docks of London taught me of the modern ways. I haven't -completely- mastered driving yet, but buses are much nicer in my view. Then, the Memories guided me beyond the ancient isle and it's cold weather: Prospect called. What truth lies underneath this facade, and can a man who knows the Past so well make a difference in it's future?
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| RP Hooks
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| General
- Edward's still looking for a good place to live, where he can keep up the facade of humanity. Warm water in copious amounts a definite must.
- While not actually any kind of academic, Edward plays the role of historian, with a focus on ancient Egypt, between the earliest days and when Rome finally took over. Go ahead, ask him about it.. If you've got hours to spare.(OOC Note: Player has minimal knowledge; Edward goes off his considerable Mnesis, or ancestral Memory.)
Mokole
-Are there other reptiles here? Is there ANY kind of Fera here?
-Garou? Scary stuff. They turn into wolf-men.. I think?
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| Mokole Character
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Auspice: Warding/Setting Sun
Stream: Mokole Membe
Dragon Name=Sleeps On Rocks
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175lbs
Hair color=Deep brown
Eye color=Ice Blue
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| Looking for:
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| A place to live, friends to talk to, and perhaps most important of all, new insights into the world and it's many mysteries. There's more than just Setites and wolf-men out there..
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| Contacts
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| Cristobal: Even when one cannot honestly requite the affection, it reminds of the worth.
Sandraudiga: Just promise me I'm not going to be flying that hello-chopter you talked about getting.
Ferdinand: A fellow Confederate, a worthy brother in battle, mad as three and a half madmen.
Chione: Willworker, Kin, and helped found our Clutch. And gorgeous, even if I fail to know how to express it.
Judas: A brother restored, but still overfilled with hate. We cannot forget the Garou, howevermuch we want.
Leila: Nice ghostie.. Nice.. Please stay back..
Kenna: A knight of dreams, a distraction and a half, and learning to wear other skins. That's talent.
Horatio: Once I can stop this 'civilization' thingie you got me hooked on, I'll give you a talking to..
Dark: Closed book. Heck, sealed fortress.
Gidget: You'll make me run out of stories!
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