Dear Fellow Players,
I regret to inform you I'm here, and I'm ready to rumble. Do not be sad, for I am weak yet mighty. I will wash your underwear happily in the rivers of disbelief and insanity. I'm sorry, I should tell you my internet penname. That would be Oak. I know, nothing flashy, but it means I am a sentient tree and we'll be taking over soon.
I have a character with the potential of one more coming by this Sunday. My only character for right now is Eros. A love demon who was created for the sole purpose of creating and making deals for those who long for certain people. He thrives on making romantic dreams come true and has for over a thousand years. Eventually he found himself in Baltimore in the 1970's, where he forged a fake identity and opened a matchmaking business. From there he ended up making deals in the love and lust departments, matching people the 'normal' way, and turning sad excuse for humans into viable dating options. His matchmaking service is bow and arrow, in a beautiful home in Federal Hill, of the flagship neighborhood. It's understandable since this is a place with a lot of eligible singles.
As for who he is a person, he's kind, caring and generally a good... demon. He doesn't really feel like he should be a demon because of what he was made for. He feels like he should be an angel, and he admires the heavens, angels and god, wishing he could be a part of that. He really doesn't want stripped of his powers or killed, so he keeps it to himself. Like a lot of demons, I imagine, he's very good at manipulation. There's an edge to him that suggests he's always plotting. Twenty five years before your soul is taken or your first unborn/adopted child. He'll take either.
Oh, and he could use employees. Those who love to make sure people get the love they seek too. They can even hate him or love/hate him, because while he's a caring demon, he can be quite the dick too.
I would like to plot and start threading right away. Tickle my branches and caress my leaves. I'll be waiting.
Signed,
a very old tree