Ladd Ivanhoff

~ Basics ~

Name: Ladd Ivanhoff

Apparent Age: 28

True Age: 28

Gender: Male

Virtue: Prudence

Vice: Pride

Tribe: Ivory Claws

Lodge: Blood Kings

Profession: Gangster

 

~ Appearance ~

Height: 6’ 3

Weight: 180

Eyes: steel blue

Hair Color: Blond

Hair Style: Short, nearly combed and parted down the center

Complexion: Fair

Build: Muscular

Scars: None

Distinguishing Features: Always dressed in a pressed white suit

Hishu

Dalu

Gauru Dazzling snowy white with ice blue eyes

Urshul

Urhan- Dazzling snowy white with ice blue eyes

 

 

 

Personality: Prim and Proper, Ladd prefers to be in control of himself and others. He enjoys positions of power where people are forced to look to him for leadership, for their wants and for their needs. To hold power over others is a delight for him. He is also highly focused on perfection and purity; everything has a place, a purpose, and a correct use.

 

History: Ladd’s parents took the hands-off approach to child rearing. They felt that if they gave him room to find himself, he would correct his behaviors. Whatever, he wanted to do they would allow, thinking he could really do no wrong or would let it slide saying, ‘boys will be boys’. Ladd was an unusual child. He displayed an attraction to violence and theft at a young age, he was also meticulous which bordered on OCD. Everything he owned was neatly tucked away and given a proper place. He even had a special place for the things he stole from others.

 

As he got older, in his young teens, Ladd found himself being attracted to the old time gangster movies, the Mafia. He found their lifestyle fascinating. They were like him, they had decorum and poise but they didn’t shy away from violence. Everyone had a place in the family and would be chided if they failed to show respect to the family or brought shame upon them.

 

Modeling his behavior after the gangsters of old and of fiction, Capone and Scarface were his favorites. As he grew older, he would fall into more dangerous crowds and was inducted into a local gang that he thought would be like the Mafia he had grown to idolize. However, he was quite wrong. There was no honor, sophistication, or even singular goal within the gang he was jumped into. They were like parasites and it sickened him.

 

Anytime he spoke out the other gang members would beat him. After months, they began to dabble in making their own drugs such as meth to sell. When they made their first batch, Ladd being the newest of them and yet to prove his colors as well being a source of trouble, a small handful of members decided to give him an overdose to test its effects and to kill him. There would be some complications to their plan. As they injected him with a massive dos of heroine, something unexpected happen. The tainted and impure substance that shot through his veins triggered something primal in him. His very soul

Convulsed and was filled with a terrible rage at this corruption of his body.

 

Everything went blank for him. He felt his body was moving, he heard muffled screams, could smell something metallic in the air and on his tongue but his senses were all muddled by this intense rage of his. As he came to, he found himself standing naked, covered in gore with the mutilated bodies of the gangsters that had tried to kill him. Panting, he’d survey the scene and felt some satisfaction. There was also something else inside him that he becameinsticely aware of. A sense of intense purity of his spirit. In time, he’d learn what it was and how he had been fundamentally changed into something of monstrous purity. Taking that power, he thrust himself to the top of his gang of drug peddling gun totting fools. Having the reigns of power, he began to mold his group into something he could be proud of, like the Mafia he had idolized. Now, he and his group ran the underworld of his city, producing drugs of absolute purity and quality.

Done