Lee Joyce

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Quick Stats

Name: Lee Joyce
Pronouns: He/His
Age: 37 (July 1)
Height: 6'6 (Lithe)
Hair: Chocolate Brown
Eyes: Brown
Blood Type: B Positive
Residence Location: North Glenn
Occupation Location: North Glenn

Occupation: Operations Manager
Vehicle: 2015 Chevrolet Silverado

Psychic Stats

Age Abilities Appeared:
Eye Color: N/A
First Ability: None
Second Ability: None
Third Ability: None

Power Description

Vampire Stats

Age Turned:
Eye Color: N/A
Level: N/A
First Ability: None
Second Ability: None
Animal Form: N/A
Group: N/A
Rank: None
Role: None

Power Description

Were Stats

Age Turned: 19
Eye Color: Dark Red
Sex: Male
Species: Bear
Level: Intermediate
Group: Cobalt Ridge Sleuth
Rank: Second
Role: None

Animal Description
Upon succumbing to the full moon's sway or his own anger, Lee assumes the form of a hulking grizzly bear. This behemoth sports an earthy brown fur coat with pale brown markings strewn about his shoulders and down the length of his spine. An even more unsettling feature than Lee's size is his inky red gaze, which appears as rich as the shade of blackberry juice.


Lee rarely ever gives much thought to his attire, often simply tossing on an outfit and hoping for the best. Similarly, his hair typically either hangs in a curly mess or sports a loose bun, coinciding with his full beard to give him a rugged look. Also contributing to the man's haggard appearance is his tawny complexion, one that betrays a lifetime spent laboring beneath the sun. Perhaps Lee's most distinguishing feature, however, would be his harsh, deep-set gaze that only seems to soften when he is left alone or with those he trusts.


Despite how intimidating others may find his presence, Lee Joyce enjoys his mostly solitary existence as a gentle giant. Quiet and peaceful by nature, the man likes to go about his day with as little trouble as possible. However, that doesn't mean he lacks a sense of humor—to earn an amused smile or even a deep, gravelly laugh from Lee is usually an easy feat. Although, Lee's relaxed persona quickly ceases to exist when he finds himself in the presence of strangers, especially crowds of them. From easygoing to apprehensive, this giant walks the world of men with a purposeful stride and an expression of fierce intent, and best of luck to anyone who rubs him the wrong way. He might be a docile creature in the company of those he cares for and trusts, but Lee certainly doesn't back down from a fight if he is sufficiently provoked. Yet, above all else and regardless of circumstance, this giant is loyal to a fault. Any fool can threaten Lee, but only a dead man threatens his friends, whom he regards as family.


Born from humble Texan stock, Lee grew up working on the family ranch as his father mentored him and his brothers in the ways of breeding horses. While his siblings took to the family trade, Lee never found himself so easily satisfied—his restless spirit loathed the idea of never experiencing the world beyond the Joyce ranch. His adversity to his father's work quickly made Lee the black sheep of the family, and it wasn't much of a surprise when he fell into bad circles during his teens. With Lee's parents eventually throwing him out for dabbling in the likes of drugs at eighteen, the wayward son found himself cast adrift with nowhere to go. Thus, he drove, and drove he did for days, weeks, and months, traveling from one state to the next, making friends and finding work along the way. Although, Lee's free spirited odyssey came to an abrupt halt near Anchorage where he was attacked by a bear. To make matters worse, the near-death experience left him afflicted with lycanthropy, for his assailant had been a rather territorial Were. In the years and even decades that followed the calamity, Lee continued drifting across the States, usually making vast road trips to visit friends and family scattered throughout the country while begrudgingly coming to terms with his new state of being. However, Lee recently made it a point to visit Cordova during his latest trek, coming to the aid of a grieving friend—Robbie Callaghan.


Face Claim: Maximiliano Patane

With little more than a high school diploma and plenty of experience with laborious work—farming, lumbering, construction, carpentry, and commercial fishing to name a few—Lee is willing to take whatever work he can find to keep himself fed. Furthermore, he will go to whatever lengths necessary to keep his Bronco in pristine condition. It is also amusing to note that Lee is unwelcome in the state of New Mexico and Canadian province of British Columbia due to past transgressions in local Were communities there.

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