Evian Daniel La Clare

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Shapeshifter Bio

Evian White Tiger

Name

Evian Daniel La Clare or E.D.

Player

Elf

Age

165

Animal

White Tiger

Claimed By

None yet (looking)

Orientation

Hetero-flexible

Hair

Brown, short mild natural wave

Eyes

Steel gray

Height

6'3”

Appearance

He is broad shouldered with a small percentage of body fat to go with a well muscled framed. This gives him a sturdy appearance, not too bulky or too lean, and softens up the harder edges. He does not have a sculpted look but is not flabby either. When he smiles his whole face lights up putting a sparkle in his eye. Most times though his face is blank, not showing much emotion. When he gets angry though he looks dangerous even potentially frightening. He tends to prefer a bread of about a weeks worth of growth rather than shaving but does not lets get much longer, trimming it every few days. He can most often be found wearing comfortable old jeans and some sort of tee shirt or casual button down shirt. For his feet he generally wears well worn boots. If he is working though he will be in his uniform.

In tiger form he is a very large white tiger with dark brown to black stripes. His chest and belly are pure white. Even in this form he is broad across the shoulders and chest. His eyes are deep amber but even during the full moon show a more than animal intelligence. The fur around his neck is slightly longer and thicker almost like a mane on a young lion. Even through his fur it can be seen the he is more muscle than fat. He is capable of all the same expression in face and ears as the common house cat just on a much larger scale.

Face claim

Ryan Chmelik

Personality

Most of the time he is pretty laid back, not letting much of anything bother him. Personal insults don't seem to phase him a bit. He can seem uninterested things around him. However this can change in the blink of an eye, making him suddenly very interested in the simplest of things. One minute he could be just relaxing minding his own business then the next he could be actively playing with children as if he were one of them, then just as quickly draw back into himself. He is hard to get to know and does not make friends easily, but once somebody has captured his affection he is fiercely loyal and protective. He is also very protective of the innocent and those that cannot protect themselves and does not tolerate bullying or abuse. He comes off in most cases as being without fear, and when it comes to his personal safety he pretty much is.

Ons & Offs

See players preferences please

History

Evian was born in 1848 the third child of a prostitute living and working in a Cat House in Baton Rouge. This was a well established and successful Cat House that took care of the girls that lived and worked there. It was situated just outside of town on several acres of land that had several buildings. There was the main house where the clients came and the girls lived. There was also a barn, a stable, a small smithy, several storage shacks, and another large house. The second house was where the children lived along with whatever women could not serve the customers. The women living there took on the responsibilities of the child care for all the children. So Evian grew up with not one mother, but many, and not just his biological siblings, but those from the other girls as well. They were all his family.

From a very early age Evian started taking on the role of protector. He would not let the older children bully the younger, weaker ones. When they encountered children from outside the “Ranch” he would fiercely defend all his siblings. Even when out numbered by older boys he never showed any fear or backed down. This resulted in him taking quite a few severe beatings, but those boys never got out unscathed either. To the surprise of those tending him back to health he always recovered much quicker than expected. As he grew the other local children learned to not harass those from the “Ranch” because Evian was stronger and faster than was normal and would give much worse than he would take.

Besides the strength and agility it soon became evident that his senses were keener as well. Evian never seemed to have any problem seeing even in the darkest nights. He could also always find whoever was hiding or missing. He also heard things that nobody else could.

At age 12 he was already standing just over five feet tall and could out arm wrestle most adult men. He then began to work in the main house with simple chores, like hauling water or wood for fires. This also put him in a position to help protect the girls, whom he saw all as a maternal figure. He could hear when one of them was in distress even up the stairs behind a closed door from the main saloon room. The other men working there to keep unruly customers under control quickly learned that when Evian rushed up the stairs that it meant one of the girls needed protecting and one or two would soon follow without question. By then he rarely needed help subduing a lone man, but the addition of other grown men helped keep that from being necessary.

Then just a few months after his 16th birthday it all changed. Evian was in the main saloon area just enjoying his time there. As he had matured he had, of course, begun to appreciate the girls as beautiful sexy beings, even though there was that maternal quality for the older ones. While he was enjoying the atmosphere something was not quite right, he was agitated and felt uneasy, on edge. He had no way of knowing that he felt that way because it was the night before the full moon and his unknown father's legacy was on the verge of fully manifesting in him. Part of his unease was that his senses while always being very keen seemed especially acute that night. Then he heard it over all the other sounds, a scream, but not one of pleasure. This was a scream of terror and pain. With a speed no other man could match be bolted up the stairs taking them three at a time.

The other men working there to protect the girls instantly knew something was very seriously wrong and every one of them followed as fast as they could. Even at that though none had even reached the bottom stair when Evian hit the door from which the sounds of distress and the smell of hot blood was coming from. Hit the door he did, with his shoulder at a dead sprint. The door and frame splintered and brought him to a staggering stop. What he saw made his blood boil with rage. His mother, the woman that actual gave him life was mostly naked and huddling defensively on the far side of the room covered in her own blood. The man in there with her was also naked but holding a large, bloody hunting knife. Something snapped inside Evian and he changed for the first time. It was quick but painful and frightening to watch. He roared in rage and pain as both man and woman froze in terror. His body shifted and tore out of his clothing as the young man was replaced by a near adult and fully enraged massive tiger.

The great cat wasted no time and just launched itself at the man, leaping into the air. He came down on the naked man with all four paws claws out to dig into and rend soft flesh. Under the weight of the several hundred pound cat the man went down to the floor hard. He did not suffer long though as the huge jaws with large teeth closed around his throat. Blood spurted from both the major vessels in the neck filling the cat's mouth, but that is not what killed the man. Acting on instinct the cat crush the spine of the man in the normal manner a tiger kills. The man died before he could even scream. The woman screamed though even more blood curdlingly than her previous ones. Then the other men arrived to see a creature like which none of them had likely even laid eyes on before. Weapons were drawn and aimed at Evian. All they saw was a beast, the bloody corpse of a man and a bloodied woman, so to them the cat was the threat. With a snarl the cat leaped again but this time through the only window and down the couple of stories to the ground and ran off into the night.

Evian never returned to the “Ranch” after that night, he knew his own mother saw him as a monster and would never welcome him back. So he ran. He joined the confederate army to fight off the invading blue coats from the north. By then though it was already near the end of the civil war and the Union army won anyway. It was there though that he learned of others of his kind, shifters. It was not until later that he learned of vampires, witches, and the Fae.

After the Civil war he headed west helping those he saw as needing help. He helped homesteaders when land barons tried to drive them off their land. He protected travelers from bandits. He would stop for a few years in small towns to become their sheriff, but never stayed more than five years. He refused to join the army and fight the natives because he thought the natives were in the right. He just knew that the politicians and the rich were just trying to steal the land from the noble red skinned people. It was too big a thing though so also he did not get involved with helping to arm the natives. He would help individuals and small groups but knew he could not help them as a people.

Time passed and Evian aged slower than the humans around him. During the world wars he traveled across the ocean not to fight but to protect. He did not care about politics and went to the aid of anybody he saw as needing to be protected. After the second world war he returned to the States where he stuck to mostly the southern states and the smaller communities where would once again take up his role as a sheriff or deputy and only staying in one place between five and ten years.

In 2006 he returned to Louisiana to help with the clean up and rebuilding after Katrina. He then with the use of forged documentation putting him officially being born in 1980 he got a position as a deputy sheriff of St. Bernard Parish and took up residence in Saint Bernard, an unincorporated community in that parish. After taking a permanent residence he followed proper protocol and checked in with the New Orleans coven, the supernatural authority of Louisiana. He rarely involves himself in coven business, but maintains proper communication and follows the rules to stay in the area. He would use his position as a deputy to help keep the supernatural community a secret when needed.