#Clayton Navarro hunt

[sadiecoocoo]

Why does almost every ship get into fit I Love You Like an Alcoholic so well?

[astreiants]

what's gayer: actual gay people or whatever the hell erik wygaunt & clayton navarro hunt have got going on

[fragmcntedsouls]

[ clayton cardenas | he/him ] Another face is seeking safety in New Orleans. Make sure to welcome ANDREAS MONDRAGÓN to the home of the resilient. Rumor has it that they are an 947 year old DRAGON, who is one of the SURVIVORS but we’ll keep that a secret. They are said to be CATACLYSMIC, but that’s all a façade to cover up their SAPIENT nature. We’ve heard that they can be found listening to HIGHER by SLEEP TOKEN, which sums them up pretty well. Let’s hope that they can find a way to survive this harsh new world.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄: 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: apsephion mondragón 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: andreas, dreas, dre 𝐀𝐆𝐄: 947 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: who knows 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍: dead and buried 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄: new orleans 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: petty thief, a magpie to all the shiny 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓: chaotic neutral 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓: sanguine

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂: the dead of night, cologne masking the faint scent of tobacco, old money, heart of a kleptomaniac, torn clothing.

𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: death, death and lots more death.

At their point of creation, Dragons were seen to be shapeshifting gods. Festivals were held to celebrate them, with the townspeople worshipping and even offering up sacrifices through displays of gratitude. In the eyes of the mortals, dragons protected, provided for and warned away known evils.

Apsephion and his siblings came from an original bloodline of dragons and were fiercely loyal to their city. Their family vowed to protect and provide for the people, as their ancestors had before them. For centuries, they lived harmoniously with mortals, until news of their species began to spread and as times of desperation fell, greedy, power hungry individuals intended to hunt and capture dragons, as a means to use them as weapons.

Over time, views of them worsened and their species were no longer worshipped, or seen as gods; instead becoming creatures to be feared and forced into hiding. Apsephion and his family knew that as a means of protection for themselves they would have to remain in their human forms and only shift when it was absolutely necessary, with dragons quickly becoming a threatened species.

Most of his family were captured and tortured, chained up and used as weapons and after a while, became so enslaved to the rage of the beast within, that they could no longer shift back into their human forms. Matters only worsened after the creation of Malivore, a beast that consumed supernatural beings as a means to drive them extinct.

Devastation struck and Apsephion found himself completely alone, his family slaughtered leaving a once brave dragon of royal blood, nothing but an empty shell who had lost everything. Now, Andreas has managed to remain undetected for centuries, having avoided the harrowing creature that was Malivore, which has ensured his survival to this very day. Very few know of who, or what he is.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍'𝐒:

⭒ TBD

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒:

siblings: ignacio ( brother ) zeraphine ( sister ) spouse: raquel navarro ( wife ) children: sebastian mondragon

[anarchyraver]

For those of you who asked, or have been interested, here is a little about me and what's going on rn.

Who I am

My name is Melody Clark, I was born in San Francisco. My parents were overbearing and overprotective, so naturally the moment I was off to college and out from under their roof I began to indulge myself in every way they'd forbidden, you know, sex, drugs, and punk rock, the usual. I stayed in college for the first year - primarily bc as long as I was in college and at least passing my classes mummy and daddy dearest would cover rent and food money. In my second year I was at a concert and met the most amazing woman I've ever known. Diamanda Navarro. She was wild and strong, and beautiful, and so very very free, it was like nothing in the world could contain her or chain her. She revealed herself after just a few weeks, and made me her ghoul. It was amazing, we sang together, a different place every night and the crowd loved us. It wasn't for many years, just over half a year ago, that she embraced me, and almost immediately after that we moved to Portland, Oregon.

History of Portland from the POV of someone who has been only been here for 6 months

The current prince of Portland, Michaelas, was a wartime prince, he came from another city to help drive out the sabbat 25 years ago. He made an alliance with Baron Raphael Alvarez, who I believe was the only baron at the time, and that alliance turned into a non-aggression treaty that lasted until a week ago.

Recent events - During the six months I've been here

Prince Michaelas has been gone helping another city, the senechal has been in charge

The Sabbat have been slowly pushing into the city

A month ago my sire vanished, I'm certain the sabbat were responsible and I've been hunting down packs to try to find any leads at all

A bunch of camarilla ventrue have been vanishing, the called a blood tax to investigate it but I haven't heard much about that since then

I opened my own club and

There was a bar in a high gang activity area that served as a kine equivalent of an elysium and someone murdered him and that's sparked off a bunch of wars

And most importantly, a week ago the cammarila and anarch Elysiums were hit simultaneously in devastating attacks. Baron Alvarez was badly injured and hasn't been seen since, his duke, Clayton, is missing presumed dead, although a close friend of mine say he saw him being carried away by sabbat.

Current nights

Long story short, we've been in chaos since then. A cammarila warlord has returned from our of town to "retake" his city, which I wouldn't have a problem with if his plan didn't involve killing anyone he thought was too weak and bringing the anarchs to heel under himself and camarilla rule. The same night I found out that the senechal had decided that if we had not declared a Baron in a week the treaty that had been kept between Prince Michaelas and Baron Alvarez was void. I had already called for a meeting to happen in a week, I had planned to get people to pick someone, maybe several someones, to to follow, anything was better than just.. hiding and falling apart. Looking at things now, there's no one left who can get enough support to unite us enough to stand a chance. It has to be me. I have a week, maybe less, and all I can do is try to get enough reputation by then that they'll listen. I've been clearing out sabbat packs and taking that territory, but I don't know if that will be enough.

[sadiecoocoo]

Rosamaria: would you eat human flesh to survive?

Clayton: no!

Erik: never!

Chaya: I dunno…

[sadiecoocoo]

529 pages and all I got was them holding hands

[sadiecoocoo]

The voices won

It’s always so devastating when ur reading a book that’s taken over your soul and there’s no fan content for it