"I don't like babysitting spoiled Santorian female brats. I had to do it for centuries. Now my curse is at an end. I am almost free. Funny, since I met Eve all I seem to do is wish to prolong my curse even further."

Full Name

Argustos

Nickname(s)

Argo(given to him by his sister)

Parents

Mother Albina

Father  Pinerius

Designation

Human/Santorian guardian/Immortal

Job

 Guide the Santorian female born of the mark

Powers

Immortality

Height

6' 4

Hair Color

Ash blond

Eye Color

Intense blue

Significant Other

At one time anything wearing a skirt, now because of his curse, no one.

Worst Enemy

Himself

Fave Pastime

Eating field mice or rabbits

Mode of Transportation

Flying

Weapon of Choice

talons or beak

Character Profile

"I was a man once, revered by all who knew me. Men wanted to be me and women wanted me. Life was simple. Until one day the fates intervened and I met a woman, bedded her, and left her.

Who knew she was unstable and would kill herself. Better that, she was apparently a "chosen one" of an ancient people that protected mankind. The elders of her tribe found me and decided my fate. I was to be cursed.

Not just any old curse, no, they cursed me into a falcon's form. The only way i can be seen in my human form is when I am summoned by the next "Chosen One".

It gets better. Wait for it.

In my human form I am not corporeal : having no material body or form. like that of a ghost.

Yep, I can't even get laid.

Those bastards might as well have castrated me.

Better yet, they expect me to play nice. I might have to play the game but I won't play by their rules.

Remember that because I'm about to be fluent in two languages: Sarcasm  and Swearing."