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Ryver Graves

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Name: Ryver Stephen Graves (Or Stephen Ryver Graves (Interchangable))

Age: 23

Dagger Name & Element: Unheard Agony (Dark)

Coven(Group,Gang,Army,Pack): Venatores

Rank: Charming Father

Personality: To most people, he comes off as the frightening, intimidating man who easily unnerves people. He speaks in a low, bass, monotone voice and his usual fixed facial expression is that is bland disinterest. Despite this, he actually enjoys helping people and is more than willing to go completely out of his way to do something for another person - even if it is a selfish wish. He usually isn't a particularly cheerful person and greatly favors rainy days to bright, sunny ones. He prefers to stay quiet and is somewhat awkward in conversation because of his poor social and people skills. Despite his poor people skills, he is very intelligent. He tends to stand back and analyze things carefully and only jumps in without thinking if it's a sudden event he did not anticipate. He would actually like to have some close friends, but isn't exactly sure how to go about gaining them. He doesn't like bothering people for personal reasons. For example: If he is hungry, he might go out and make/buy something for himself, but if he is broke and/or without access to food - he won't beg or do anything of the sort; just waiting it out until he is able to eat in one way or another. He doesn't particularly like fighting much, but certainly will if he has no choice or if anything he values is in jeopardy, although if he could, he'd rather solve all problems with diplomacy. But really, under it all, he's just always been a little awkward and shy, despite his appearance. He's a gentle giant kind of guy.

Bio: Ryver has always been a rather quiet boy. He spend his younger years keeping mostly to himself and his books. Alongside learning magic, he also enjoyed learning piano and other musical instruments. Ryver has always been drawn to music, enjoying it quite a lot. He never had many close friends and was painfully shy as a child. He never developed good social skills, preferring to avoid people rather then speak to them. He was, however, well educated. While other kids enjoyed playing, he enjoyed reading books, educational or fictional. Ryver's mother had died shortly after he was born and his father didn't spend much time with him other then to educate him. He grew up, always being the tallest kid in the class that people were unnerved by - although it was entirely unintentional. As he grew older, he became aware of this, and tried to make himself seem less 'antagonistic' to others. Despite being quiet, he's always wanted close friends, and generally found them in the form of animals.

Side Note: Ryver's favorite flower are black and blue roses. Ryver is actually quite the musician and can play many instruments, not all on the same level, but he can play them. (Can change anytime at request) He has several injuries from the fall; 'the bigger they are, the harder they fall' after all. He gets headaches often and will become dizzy frequently because of some head trauma, sometimes forgetting a thing or two - not major things though (Although he doesn't remember if his name is 'Ryver Stephen Graves' or 'Stephen Ryver Graves'). Other then forgetting small things and the order of his name, he actually has a very good memory when it comes to people and almost never forgets the faces and names of people (And various animals) he's met, somewhat like photographic memory when it comes to people (And animals). He will sometimes had chest pains and finds it somewhat painful to do some things because of having broken a rib when he had fallen. It wasn't terrible though, so he just has to not strain and it should gradually heal fine over time. He has a slight limp which deters his movement, and it somewhat embarrasses him. His left eye is somewhat paler then the right, having lost most of the function in that eye, which he doesn't like to address - this injury is not due to falling from the sky.

Theme song(s):

Your Guardian Angel

I will follow you into the dark

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