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“Oh look, there’s some white in your beard there.” Christian pointed directly at Elias then moved to tweak his chin with a laugh then sat back with his pint, taking a glance around the Wonky Cross, he could see the bartender minding his own business despite what had happened between them a couple of nights ago then shifted his attention back to Elias. “Drink up, we’ll have a game of pool.” 

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“Yeah, yeah.  Rub it in that we can’t all be youthful and pretty like you, Christian.”  Elias shot back with a laugh, lightly pushing the other man’s hand away.  Despite his teasing, he didn’t mind aging -- he thought he looked damn good.  Distinguished or whatever the hell.  He lifted his glass of beer up and downed half of it before gesturing once he lowered it back down.  “Lead the way.”

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Elias had developed a type of system when he was having trouble with writing, something that was becoming more and more common lately.  Being around other people tended to spark some level of creativity for whatever reason, so the go to places were usually either the cafe or the pub, depending on the time of day.  Right then, Elias was seated in corner of the cafe, a pen between his teeth as he squinted down at the notebook in front of him, brow furrowed in concentration.  It took him a moment to realize someone was talking to him and he looked up, flashing an apologetic grin around the pen before he took it out from between his teeth and cleared his throat.  “Sorry, what were you saying?”

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[eliaswebber]

[eliaswebber]

Jeffrey Dean Morgan for Esquire México.

[eliaswebber]

(JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN, 50, HE/HIM) We have been waiting for a while, but Elias Webber was finally spotted in the village today. People heard whispers that they are a werewolf that is hellbent on staying away from the veils. Will they succeed? Only time can tell. Until then we will keep a close eye on them as they listen to Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked by Cage the Elephant. 

Elias has lived in Wildemount his entire life, the eldest son of a well liked family.  His father was a police officer and his mother a worker at the cafe in town.  The entire Webber family are werewolves.

He has two younger brothers, Mitchell and Henry.  Elias is very close to both his brothers and maybe a little overprotective as well.

Helped with raising his youngest brother since he was 15 when Henry was born.  Though their father did what he could to be there for all three of his kids, work often kept him busy and he couldn’t be home as much as he would like.  It often meant that Elias had to play the father figure to his brothers.

The werewolf gene didn’t trigger in Elias until he was twenty five and on a vacation with his then-boyfriend and a couple of friends.  Three of them were out late at night when someone jumped them and shot one of Elias’ friends.  In a fit of anger and panic, he killed the guy.

Around the full moon, Elias tends to keep to himself aside from a small handful of pepole and makes sure to lock himself in a room during that time, knowing it was something both his parents did to keep the people of Wildemount safe.

Elias briefly thought about following in his father’s footsteps and becoming a cop as soon as he finished school, but instead is an author.  He’s published quite a few books, mostly thrillers.

He’s generally a very easy going guy who gets along with almost anyone, but he has a temper that flares quickly if a friend or family member is threatened in any way.  Elias can also be a little sarcastic and blunt sometimes, which every so often can rub someone the wrong way.

Hi everyone, I’m Artemis and I’m excited to be here and to start writing with all of you!  I’m gonna stick up a starter for Elias soon and toss him at some, but if you want to plot at all, please let me know!