Voitto - Rowan Corvin
	Name: Voitto Alias: Rowan Corvin, called Corvin by most. Actual Age: 76 Apparent Age: Late Twenties Birth Date: Unknown, claims November 1st, 1935. Birthplace: Findland Current Residence: Tamlagare, Arizona; Apartment & Style Race: Valravn Languages: Finnish, English, Some Swedish and Norwegian. Group Affiliation: He, Himself, and other variations. (Citizen) Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
	Abilities
	Myth: Valravn's have been around in Dannish myth for centuries. Raven's who aid mortals with the promise of their first or next born child, and upon their birth showing up to spirit them away. They then consume the hearts blood, and through the consumption are gifted with a knights form. This translates into the blood of a child gifting Raven's with a human form. Powers: Can morph into the form of a human. Has heightened eyesight, and quicker reflexes. Also is gifted with an immortal lifespan. He is also an exceptional fighter, picking up different forms of martial arts easily. Knows bits of Tae Kwon-Do, Karate, Boxing, Muay Thai, and MMA style fighting. Weaknesses: He has rather mortal like weaknesses, not being overly powered or hard to kill. The only up they have is their immortal lifespans. Has to consume blood via raw meat regularly. He is an omnivore, but the method of his change has lead him to be more carnivorous.
	Family & Relations
	Raven Family: Raven lives are short, so all are deceased. Valravn Children: Has a few kids out there somewhere... Sexuality: Pansexual Past Lovers: tbd Current Lover(s): tbd
Appearance
	Voitto is and has always been a short man. Five feet and just under seven inches, he really has no impressive presence. The only thing that really keeps him from looking androgynous is that fact he has a bit of a stocky form, so while his face is roundish with very raven like features, he is definitely male. He has fair skin that tans easily, along with naturally raven black hair that is cut in some shaggy, half hazard way. As for his eyes… they set him apart from other valravn’s, as they are a pale green, a color he is rather fond of. His manner of dress is very gothic and rock. Black with chains and various band t-shirts, cargo pants, military pants in black and grey camo, combat boots, boots period… He likes the style and goes with it. Thinks it fits him nicely, being a valravn and all. However, in his true form Voitto is a large, black raven, pure black from head to claw. The only things that make him stand out from standard raven’s is the fact he is larger than average. Yes, as a raven he is impressive in form. And when he goes to shift, this is given away as the pale green in his eyes bleeds away to black. Same goes for when he converses with other ravens.
Personality
Voitto is an easy being to understand. He is Chaotic Neutral through and through. He’s out for himself, holding loyalty to no one else, attaching himself to no one else, and not sacrificing himself without it being something to benefit him. He breaks laws at will, fucks with people at will, and is out for his own amusement. If he’s in a fight and losing? He’ll take off to save his own hide. He likes life, likes living, and likes being himself. Never once has he felt the urge to mate for life, and never once has he ever willing broke his ‘me first and you never’ attitude. Call him selfish and unreliable, but one thing is for certain… you can always expect that he’ll be out for himself the entire time. Although, there are times when he will act good or charming. He’ll smile, manipulate and lie his ass off to pretend to be a good little follower… but only to amuse himself. But it won’t be for real, and never think you can threaten and blackmail him into being your underling, because he’d rather die laughing in your face than giving away his freedom willingly. He bows to no one.
History
The life of a raven is very… simplistic. Having run, eating, screwing around, toying with wolves and the like… A certain black raven loved his life. It was fun. But his curiosity drew him to a young woman lost in the woods, threatened in the night by encroaching wolves, starved in the winter and feral. She was pretty, for a human, and for a while he followed her, hoping from branch to branch as she ran, tripped, got back up and ran some more. Eventually he flitted down on a fallen tree trunk when she fell once more, peering down at her in the curious way of ravens. Dusk was starting to fall, he knew she would be desperate. So using the magic few knew or believed Ravens to possess, he spoke to her. He offered to guide her home safely… in exchange for her first born child. He was a twenty-three year old raven when she married and had her first child. He stayed near her always, perching in places so she always saw him and was reminded of the deal that had saved her life. And in the night after the child’s birth, he flew onto the sill of her open window, watching silently at first as she sang to her babe and rocked it ”I have come…” Oh how she had cried and begged to keep her child… but a deal was a deal, and he soon flew away with the babes swaddling gripped in his talons. Finding a secluded area, he proceeded to do what those in the myths of ravens had done to further grow and pursue new things. He dug out the child’s heart and consumed it, the blood of the babe granting him the ability to turn into a human male, as well as immortality. A week later, learning quickly, he laid with his first female human. And it was while in her arms, after killing off her abusive husband for the pure amusement of it and to discover the pleasures of his wife’s supple body, that he gained his human name. Voitto, Finnish for victory. He stayed in Finland, the land of his birth, for about ten years before venturing onwards. He traveled, picking up English and finding himself a natural fighter. He picked up fighting styles with an ease that was obviously supernatural. Not muscle mimicry, but seemingly close. He just learned quickly. As such he gladly entered in the underground fighting world, indulging in street fights and cage fights for his own amusement. He lived for himself, indulged in all he wanted, and ignored the laws of the lands he visited in favor of living his life free. After all, they were human laws, and he was not human. Through the time of traveling he laid with many; male and female, human and supernatural. Some children were born of it, he was sure, as he wasn’t a careful man. But he never really stuck around to be a part of their lives. Their mothers were just quick and easy and left behind. And eventually, he heard of Tamlagare, Arizona. A place where the supernatural were gathering under the rule of a dragon. It perked his interest, so he decided maybe it would be amusing to go play in this town for a bit.
Out of Character
Name: Rose Age: 18+ Timezone: US EST (GM-5) Played By: Lauri Ylönen Aim: lieandpretend Email: notyourparade @ gmail.com IC Journal: ~ RP Experiance: Here! RP Sample: Here!