Full Name: Jakk R. Raven

Nicknames: Raven, Darkened Seeker,

Age: 18

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Physical Description: Muscular

Place of Residence: #1 Privet Drive

Place of Birth: England
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Known Relatives
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Father: Mathew {Deceased}

Mother: Elthean {Deceased}

Brother: Ishkur {Deceased}

Sister: Vanesca {Deceased}

Sister: Holly {Deceased}
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Religion/Philosophy: None

Occupation: Quiddach Player, Training Shifter

Known Friends/Assocations: None

Known Enemies: None

Hobbies: Poetry, Exploring, Music, Skill Practice

Special Abilities: Shifting

Positive Personality Traits: Silent and Calmed

Negative Personality Traits: Where Ever He Goes He Leaves a Scar

Misc. Quirks: None



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Jakk Raven's Biography
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Upon the first days of his parents marrige a child was born. The baby boy's eyes sparcled a light gray and his faint traces of hair waved in the drafty nursery. After the parent's took their child home they named him, "Jakk Raven"

As Jakk grew up his intllect was keen and his voice was well strung. He exceeded in his school, always being at the top of his game in both stradegy tactics and phisical strength. Jakk liked being at the top and being able to always look down on his fellow studens but for some reason he felt the erge to study Magic. Jakk ignored this urdge until he saw "Elizebeth Goodway."

He just couldn't resist her voice and good looks, so he decied to write her a poem. Jakk stayed up night and day writing and rehearsing the poem until it was finished. As he walked slowly and calm to her inn room he read the poem once more, reading it thoroughly. As he approached her door he felt a sudden feeling of sadness as it seemed to linger in the air. Jakk knocked on the door waiting patiently for her to walk to the door with pleasure.

Instead of Elizebeth opening the door it was her mother, tears were running down her face. Jakk knew what had happened, his heart breaking slowly. He entered the home and glaced around at a group of sorrowful family members looking at a primitive coffin. Jakk looked down to the holder of his dear beloved, tears streaming down his face, illuminating in the window's light.


"Who and Why?" he muttered placing his hand on the sheath of his dagger."Tell me!" Jakk yelled in anger taking his blade from his sccarab. The room was quiet as he decied to get revenge over her death. Jakk sped out of the house into the misty city, blade still drawn in search of who killed his loved one.


And to this day Jakk still is in search of the one who killed Elizebeth Goodway



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