JDRollins

Denor stood in his usual postion, not walking just standing holding his hands behind his back. A look of thought was deepset into his face. There was a lot to think about. A new game had been started although the game seemed the same that he had just played not long ago. But there were always subtle differences. He nodded as people passed by. All of the familiar faces were here. But he didn't speak. Too much to think about, to much to plan, too much to do.

Just because you're paranoid don't mean they're not after you

Woo hoo. Can't wait. I am actually looking for the books at the library as the story intigues me

Name: Denor of House Helgram Physical description (human form): 6' 0" tall 179 lbs. He has brown hair that he keeps cut short all except for the tail in the back that he lets grow long. He has hazel eyes. He loves the color green as he always wears it in one form or another. No other color is he ever seen wearing. Physical description (shift/demon form): 6' 3" tall 290 lbs. with dark green skin and light flourescent green eyes. No hair and very small horns at the base of his forehead. His fingers end in short claws.

I am in Gryphon. WIll get you my character posted by tonight after I get home from work

"What the hell?" Gregor looks around. "Vinka is gone?" Gregor shakes his head. "Maybe she was one of these "monster" things huh? Maybe the second one freed her?" He shakes his head again and slinks to the floor his head in his hands. Sigh! "What the hell is going on?" He says to no one in particular with a muffled voice. OOC: I am voting for Stefan Fiori/Elwen.

Another night gone by. But how were the murderers stopped? Why didn't they kill again? Were they really wolves or just a couple of twisted humans trying to commit the perfect crime? Sigh! Gregor wanted, needed comfort. He walked down to the storage room where the two had been stored and locked away. He wanted to talk to Vinka. He went to speak but then changed his mind. What if those inside were the first killers? What if there were more than two? Gregor shivered and walked back up to his room to try and sleep. OOC: No vote yet.

Gregor walks into the room and sees the scene. He gags and dry heaves. I won't be able to eat for a week. Gregor mumbles. He looks at the words scrawled. "What in the hell does that mean? She asked us to? Why would she do that? This is becoming insane. At least the biggest threat in Utah I had to face was being lynched for drinking a beer on occasion." Gregor shakes his head, gags again and walks off still shaking his head and mumbling.

Gregor looks at all of the people again. Then he remembers the attitude on Charles. It seemed almost inhuman. OOC: Okay fine, I'll be the second to cast my vote. I vote for Charles )

Gregor walked in and saw the scene. Bile raised in his throat and he ran to the nearest garbage. Luckily he had eaten nothing so far that day and nothing could come up. He walks back over to the scene. "I come from a religious state. Things like this just don't happen. What could or would do this?" He gags again and looks around knowing that there are two monsters in this group of people that he has, for the most part, known a long time. Yet now he wasn't sure he knew them at all. Vinka? Annelise? Charles? Johann? Any of them, his friends, could be a killer. "Jesus people! What could do this? What in the world?" He interrupts himself with more gagging and runs to the trash can again. OOC: No vote yet.

Waking up the next morning after a nice night he hears Brad talking. "Yeah, I'm with ya Brad. I could use a brisking to wake myself up." Gregor looks around for Vinka as he finds her he catches her eye and winks slightly.

Gregor wakes as the helicopter settles down. He opens his eyes and looks at the snow everywhere. finally, back to my favorite place in the world. He looks around and notices that everyone else has left the helicopter. He gets up thinking about Vinka and Tina hoping that both would be at the resort again this year. Vinka would be most likely. He stepped off the copter and smiled at the beauty of the snow. Utah was beautiful but it had nothing on this mountain. Gregor had been thinking about making this his home for good. This year he just might do that. "Time to go find friends." He whispered to himself and smiled again. "It is going to be a good season."

Howdy all. Skiing Werewolves? KEWL. Count me in! And thanks for inviting me to it Tanny Here goes: Name: Gregor Mandalay Background: Gregor was born and raised in Cedar City, Utah where he learned to ski at a young age at the BrianHead ski resort and then he moved to Salt Lake City to become a Ski instructor for Alta Ski Resort, then Snowbird and his last job was as Ski Instructor for The Canyons Ski Resort. But he decided to leave Utah and move to Canada and live there. He doesn't instruct people in skiing anymore for a company, just sometimes for rich people on a case by case basis. Description: Gregor has Black hair that is long and straight and bright blue eyes. He is 6' 1" tall with an athletic build. He is in top shape and very arrogant when it comes to skiing. But he is a patient teacher and for the most part fun to be around. He is 29 years old. The people at this ski resort know him for the most part. Especially those that are regulars and those that work the lodge and resort itself.

I knew it LOL. Didn't I vote for Karen once LOL But it was fun, very fun. I was the last human to be offed. But it was a blast. Reading all of the posts. Great RPing everyone

And now John was dead. Joseph took his heads in his hands and ket out a long sigh. "Another werewolf attack. What is happening to our village? Our nice peaceful village." He looks out of his window seeing the day just beginning. He didn't want to open his store today but losing the profit would not be a wise decision at this point. Who? Who can it be. Another person, but who? Joseph thinks as he unlocks his shops doors. OOC: Voting for Mynx on this one.