Post by vamp on Aug 29, 2008 1:44:12 GMT
"I want to breathe and to truly live without the claws within my head."
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Name; Damien Alexander Steele
Known As: Steele
Age; 27 years and 8 months.
Birthday; November 30th.
Blood; Pure blood.
Nationality; German and Russian.
Former School; Durmstrang
Job Title; Undesirable #1
Greatest Fear; Immortality.
Patronus; Cerberus
Wand; Carved from an aged Elder tree, the wand is joined to an elaborately carved bone handle made from a human femur that once belonged to the late headmaster of Durmstang, it is 11 and 3/4s inches with a core of Manticore scale.
Special Abilities; Mastered the skills of Legilimency and Occlumency. Knows how to fly without the use of any objects or spells, but is only minimally trained in it. His speed is fast as well due to unknown charms and magic.
Cunning: Damien is every sense of the word cunning. Deceitful, crafty, surreptitious and extremely skilled for his age, the man has lived a life of secrecy and manipulation on both sides of the party. He learns from his and others mistakes, quickly marking them down in his deranged mind as to not make the same mistake. Despite his mental ways and apathy, Damien can prove to be quite intelligent when caught in the moment, if not genius.
Charming: Being a man, and a handsome one at that, Damien is naturally charming. Not surprising since he has veela in his blood, albeit not much, but it's there. On top of his charming attitude and dashing looks, the man has a silver tongue and can talk, manipulate and get out of any situation he gets himself into (there hasn't been a one where he was tongue-tied or hesitant on). This is due to his mastered abilities and often counts them as his saving grace with women.
Mysterious: Simply introducing himself as Steele to anyone who asks, Damien remains a mystery to those whom he has had the chance to encounter. Adding to that, he doesn't speak of his family, history, school or the reason for being where he is among other things.
Apathetic: Not viewing the world or the creatures on it with much luster or ambition, this man comes off as being passive and apathetic. While he doesn't exhibit much emotions other than serenity, his mind is constantly feuding and jumbled up with too many thoughts and ideas. Damien is surprisingly patient and easy going. If he doesn't like the way things are going or who he's talking to, he'll simply cast them off with a killing curse.
Loyal: Once you earn respect from Damien (Respect is earned through certain ways, not a given right), he will keep the friendship and demands that the same be reciprocated. Of course, he still values his own life over his friends and won't 'take a bullet' for them, viewing his safety above all others. But that doesn't mean that he's not committed to his friends, just a bit less than his life value.
Damien has a full body 'tattoo' of sorts that is prevalent on his left side, especially on his torso. If one were to look at those markings for a few moments with close inspection, they would notice that it was actually moving in a sort of twisting, winding way about his body, and at times, under his skin.
It's believed to be caused by his extreme practice and exposure to the Dark Arts.
Childhood; Damien's life growing up was just as everyone elses, basically. He lived with foster parents who adopted him after he was abandoned by his biological parents and placed on the families' doorstep, which happened to be in Munich, Germany.
The new family proved to be novel, and was but merely a joke to the boy as he grew older. Days were spent seeking out attention from his father, which only resulted in short coo's before he was placed back into the T.V. room with the door shut. The father was too busy sucking on a beer bottle or hard liquor to be bothered by his son wanting to go out and play soccer or foot ball.
He spent his childhood wandering around an empty house, save for his drunken father who was usually passed out, and the back streets of Munich. Damien usually returned to the house early in the morning to avoid punishment. The boy usually didn't see his mother five out of the seven days of the week, if that. He had no idea where she was, or what she did, but was glad of her absence. When ever she came home, it almost always brought fights about the house and the faint scent of cologne and booze followed in her wake.
Days in Durmstrang; Damien was nothing special when in Durmstrang, but excelled in his Dark Arts class; to the point of concern. He found the power he held within himself and his wand too addicting to stop, and often found himself practicing on every live thing around him. This raised a lot of questions and concerns for the already dark school, which was evidently quite the task to achieve. Although a few Professors told the boy to continue with his studies and to grow strong, they were soon silenced by the Headmaster of the school.
The Headmaster only took action in Damien's last year when students were frequently being dragged to the hospital wing, often in coma's or unconcious, usually displaying signs of scars that were burned into the flesh by dark magic. Other cases showed up as well, but unfortunately didn't make it through to graduate.
Damien ended up graduating early from Durmstrang.
The Run; When Damien was released from Durmstrang, his 'incidences' were reported to the Ministry, resulting in his attempted detainment. Unfortunately those assigned to catch him and put him into some sort of facility returned back to the Ministry building in body bags. When they were opened, a simple pile of ashes blew out of the bag in a soft wind. Mixed in with the ashes was a bloodied hand print, his own, on a handkerchief that belonged to one of their most powerful hit wizard. Their deaths were speculated to be caused by torture with the same burning spell as well as the killing curse.
This continued to happen every single time an agent was sent to him, only resulting in the same ending; death. With these actions, Damien quickly grew to the top of the charts of the 'most wanted' wizards and witches.
The Hide-Out;Never wanting to stay in one place for too long, not because he was afraid of the Ministry, they simply bored him and he figured he'd give them a chase, even if it always ended up the same way.
This time he has taken refuge in a dark and foreboding forest of dangerous creatures as well as foliage and finds it to be quite comforting. Damien has made his home a damp cave that extends deep into the earth from the base of an ancient and violent tree, where he waits for the next agents from the ministry to so foolishly come after him.
Hex Colour Code; 000000