Full Name: Eric Mikel Caviarni
Nicknames: Eric
Age: 25
Job: None as of late
Family: He doesn't like to talk about them. His father is a dead beat and he will do anything to mess with the man... even if that means finding his long lost half brother Raul and warning him of their father's were about. His mother Lillian is the only jewel in his life though.
Species: Werewolf
Character Face: Alexander Skarsgard
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Distinguishing Features: Just as tall as his half brother.
Quirks: None really.
Likes: Reading. Being outside. Women.
Dislikes:His father. Fakes. Lies.
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Biography: Eric was born to Lillian. He loved his mother and his father was rarely around. He came and went a lot of the time. When he was old enough to take a bus he followed his father to the second home he knew deep inside that he knew was true. Upon arriving at said home he peered at the family in the home. His father, with another woman, and a son just a bit older then he was. He hated them all, for taking his father away, it was an instant forgiveness though because he soon hated his father more for lying and betraying his mother. He hated him so much, and that's when it snapped. He killed a teenage boy trying to pick a fight and at the small age of sixteen he had to feel the change of the werewolf gene his father had passed down to him. He hated him even more for that right there. So much more then anything in the world after his first change.
His mother helped him cope. She knew about his father's other family, but he provided for them even if it were a little bit and didn't hold any grief. She had fallen out of love with him a long time ago, and she had fallen in love with one man. Him. He would always treat her like a jewel after that and hoped and prayed he would find another woman who acted just like she did.
Example RP: Raul was in trouble. He HAD to find him it was their only hope to rid the world of his father, their father. The thought of him made his mouth taste sour as if he bit into a sour grape it just sat there and he couldn't rid the nasty taste from his mouth. Couldn't he just kill him himself? No. He knew Raul was a hybrid, he knew that there was some way Raul could do it and he would have to help. Raul was in danger, so was anyone else in this small little town if the devil himself walked in here.
He didn't know where to start looking for his half brother but he had to try. He walked into what was the grill and asked the bar tender if he knew who Raul Caviarni was and at the point of a finger and a twitch of his hand Eric was looking upon his half brother. He should feel slightly settled but the guy had a look about him as he spoke with what would seem to be his friend. Raul was in love, and whoever she was could be in serious danger.
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