Markus Robert Johnston|Colin Farrell
basic information
Birth Name
Declan Michael Johnston
Preferred Name
Markus Robert Johnston
Physical Age
OLD -in his hundreds
Appeared Age
in his 40's [Around 45]
Birth Gender
Male
Gender Identity
Male
Sexual Orientation
Straight
Sexual Preference
Women
Date Of Birth
May 15th
Starsign
Taurus
Place Of Birth
Ireland
Current Location
Atrielle
physical appearance
Markus isn't the young man he used to be, he has grown a bit weaker with age but not by much. He has run through his midlife crisis by getting his ears pierced and several tattoos along his body. His hair and eyes are both a dark brown, though he has recently dyed his hair a jet black to hide the greying, and nothing about him would scream that Mandoline was his daughter except for the brown tints in her blonde hair. He stands at a height of five foot ten inches, and weighs no more than 173 pounds on any good day.
personality
There was a time that Markus was a caring man, but that left the night his wife was murdered and he was left to take care of a child that he should of loved. Though that was when he broke. Taking care of his young daughter. Watching her grow up, envy grew in his heart and anger formed to take the once caring man and turned him into an alcoholic and a cold man. He has no sense of Empathy; He is violent and impulsive at best. When it comes to his anger he will lash out at anyone in his way, and that mostly came upon a young Mandoline. He is manipulative; he gets what he wants, almost always depending on the person's resolve. He doesn't care what anyone wants, he will take what he wants and take it by any means necessary. He doesn't have time to wait around for people and has no care to give a fuck about what is going on in another person's life. He finds that he is more important to please then anyone else. He is abusive; cold hearted and ready to rough someone up intentionally. Upon first meeting you wouldn't think he was like any of this. He is utterly charming and suave, knowing how to work the system.
Dominant Personality Traits
Manipulative | Impulsive | Impatient | Cold | Non-Emphatic | devious | Calculating
species information
Shifter
chosen shift is a Goshawk
Powers and Abilities
-Enhanced Senses, sight, smell, taste, Hearing, touch
-Enhanced Strength
-Enhanced speed
-Healing Abilities
-He can shift into any animals she choose, He sticks to the Goshawk [Though he can change into a Sun bear and a Least Weasel]
-Enhanced life span- He lives a little longer than most, but can die. He looks to be of his prime age, though she could live into his hundreds.
Weaknesses
-He can be killed by means of losing his head
-he will lose the ability to shift if a piece of pure silver is embedded under his skin
-Silver is deadly to him
Limitations
Healing: he can heal wounds as fast as the size they are, the larger they are the longer it takes.
Shifting: he can only shift into one animal at a time, he cannot shift into many in a frequent pattern.
He can only take on 3 animals at a time maximum; if he ever decided to change it up, he will lose the ability to change into one that he has in her bank.
interpersonal
Mother's Name|Status
Meredith Ruth Johnston | dead
Father's Name|Status
Brian Nikolas Johnston | dead
Sibling(s)
None
Offspring
Mandoline Harmony Grace Johnston
Relationship Status
widowed
citizen information
Occupation
Traveling salesmen [Pimp]
Mode Of Transport
Himself
Weapons
himself and a knife
slave information
historical
Markus wasn't always Markus. He changed his name the moment that his parents were killed, and he had escaped the mobs that wanted to destroy any shifters that were around. Having gotten away in his animal form he traveled for years, before meeting the love of his life and the mother of his Child, Rebekah. They had waited to have a child and when they did it was a blissful little girl that he had doted on for the first few years of her life.
Mandoline and Rebekah were his world, the reason he got up every morning. The reason he was living. Though the life of a little family didn't stand long as when his wife was pregnant with her second child, a sibling that Mandoline would never know of, a mob came and attacked the family; His wife stupidly running out into the crowd to protect the little girl she loved dearly; knowing the male would get her away faster. That was the night he broke. Watching her burn alive, losing her and another little one. Keeping it to himself he never know that Mandoline had watched her mother burn to death. Nor did the child know that her father would snap in the years to come.
He ran as far as he could with his little girl, the first few years; working out okay. Working the street peddling jobs to make some money to get a roof over the little one's head. Keeping her close as he lost trust in people around him, not even him self some days. The cracked brain of the male developing as he started to soon drink. He knew the men around the town wanted to 'play' with his little Mandy all the time. Though he would always say no, it changed when she was in her puberty. When his thought process and right and wrong went out the window. He took her and then sold her, pimping her out each time to anyone that wanted a couple hours alone with her. He needed the money, they needed a let out.
As the years went on, he dealt with her little pregnancies; keeping her closer and making sure she never got away until he was done with her. That was when she was in her twenties. Setting his best profits free he went off, and found other women to flip for money. Pimping them out and taking his impulsiveness out on them. This happened for a few years loosing sight of where his offspring fled off too.
Though getting lonely and wanting to see the only girl that mattered to him he flew about searching for the only piece of him left, not knowing that the woman now wants him dead and as far away from her as possible. With that he has come to Atrielle to get his way one more time; only to see if she will come with a simple letter.