“I am King of Everything…So bow.. or I will have you killed.”
William Calil Deletore
Occupation/Affiliation King of the Brotherhood
Blood type: A+
Likes: Power, Money, Lust, Sex, Drinks, Beer, Parties, and Woman
Dislikes: Wastes, Fools, Idiots, Drunkards, and Whores
Weight: 176 LBS
Body type: He is a bit slender, his body is slim and yet he does have a few well-built physique. His muscles cover his body and his arms, he keeps in shape making sure his body stays solid and rough.
Physical condition: His body is physically adequate, though the outside of his body seems perfect even his skin. There are flaws along his chest things that only his wife has seen.
Distinguishing marks: The center of his chest is marked with three long scars that have imprinted into his skin.
Hair Color/Style: His hair is long, running down to his shoulder, in the color raven black.
Irises Color/Style: His eyes are a piercing red color.
Admirable Traits: Strong, Intelligent, Brilliant, Resourceful, Courageous, Kind, and Generous.
Negative Traits: Lustful, Sexual, Sadistic, Insane, and Mentally Ill.
Rank/Class: He is a King of course.
Noted Accomplishments: King of the brotherhood.
Hobbies: Sex, Drinking, Killing, torturing, Murdering, and Sex
Known Allies: Allies…Allies…you mean Pawns right..?
Known Foes: Foes…No all those are dead, or they will be soon enough.
Slaves: Anyone.. and Everyone I desire
Personality: His personality is rather rare, he can be kind at times and then completely and sadistically cruel. It seems the only thing he cares about is himself and his eternal mate. Though he has been known to cheat on her to.
Philosophy of life: “If you have a purpose, then and only then will you live..”
Philosophy of Death: “Death is for those that are weak.”
Role-play Style: Semi-Para, Para, Multi-Para, and Pro-Para.
Secondary weapon: None
Transportation: “I can have people carry me if I am desperate.”
Being a king his attire has become reformed, his clothes are almost always silk, and his clothes make him appear even more than a normal man. His attire is whatever his personal assistants decide would be best for him that day. Though if he does find himself a day without work he likes to wear a simple open shirt, and a t-shirt under the open shirt, preferably a red t-shirt, that shows off his neck and collar. A black pair of jeans that hangs loose around his waist and the edges run to the top of his Italian loafers, the final items he prefers to wear is a black tie that hands over the red shirt, and then a black, preferably leather jacket that hangs off his shoulder and to the side of his jeans.
William was born into the life of royalty, his father was the old king of the brotherhood, him being the son he thought his father controlled everything, he grew learning the secret methods of the brother hood, how to kill without being seen, how to steal and rob, train to become the best there was, to kill the ones better than him, and make himself the best by force. He was born and taught how to be a ruler, a harsh man that put the needs of himself and his clan before others. When he grew to the age of 18, his father sent him to find himself a mate, he wandered for years searching and looking for the one he could call “His”. He found her one day, in one of the bars not to far from the base of the brotherhood, at first she had tried to kill him, but in the end his charms, looks and a very rough night had won her over, he returned with the red headed woman as his prize. His father approved of the young woman, giving them consent to marriage and then the next year, his father died of an illness, an illness known as cancer.
His mother had been dead for a long time before his father passed, and when his father passed he was put in charge of the clan. He and his wife were then confronted by the man Cecil, who told them he was the true leader of the clan, he found himself in a world of even more secrets learning of this man made him wonder if his father even was as powerful as he had been told. When Cecil died his three children were left Astray without any family to guide them. They already had a son at the time and his wife was eager to raise more children, his wife who was immortal unlike him, had never aged and so she retained her feminine beauty. She raised the children, till they were the men he came to respect and follow, as the true leaders of the clan he simply followed their wishes.
"Everything you see… is all but an illusion…for there is nothing left to see but death…"