Here is where you can find out all about Seerow and his children.  Having recently followed their father to Heaven, the children have all became angels.  They now reside in the Valley of Immortals with their uncle and aunt and new baby cousin.  Some of these do not have individual sites yet, but be patient and I'm sure some will pop up.  Click on a picture and you will see that character's profile

Seerow Angelous Akvan

He stood silently, not a movement stirring from his form, apart from the occasional twitch of his folded black-feathered wings.  Long raven-colored hair fell down his back, wisping in the gentle wind of the mountains.  He was alluringly handsome, his dark clothes cloaking his figure but hardly hiding the bold shape of his broad shoulders.  He grinned almost sadistically as his sharply focused blue eyes trained on you for the first time.  His towering form looking more like a barbaric human with wings than an elven angel.  In each of his hands were ritualistic daggers that seemed to glint maliciously.  The tips were stained with previously dried blood, as he stepped up to you he grinned bringing the knife out to lightly press against your throat as he whispered in a soothingly deep voice.  "What's your business here?"

Kyah Zsuzsanna Winterose-Akvan (wife to Seerow Akvan)

Her pale skin shone in the dim light as she emerged from the shadows, they slipped from her body gently, moving as she moved mysteriously.  They almost appeared to be alive as she tilted her chin up, her midnight eyes piercing the room exotically.  Curled crimson hair billowed behind her enticingly.  Her enchanting figure was gripped with a forest green velvet gown, between her full breasts a silver cross glimmers gently.  Her focused eyes snapped towards you wearily.  For a moment nothing is said and she stays so perfectly still, she almost appears as if to be a statue.  The only factor elluding this was her willowy dark red hair which was caressed by the shadows behind her protectively.  Her full crimson lips parted as she whispered in a low sultry voice to the echoing room. "Welcome."

Visit Kyah Winterose's HOMEPAGE

Angel Akvan (first daughter to Seerow and Wayleen)

Empty hallways echo with your footsteps and your heartbeats as you make your way through the black passage.  And when you least expect it, shining black eyes watch your every move.  A woman stands there, silent and still, expressionless in her stance.  A woman?...Maybe...a girl to some...raven-black strands shimmer as she takes one single step towards you, revealing sharply chiseled features that highlight themselves in the candlelight that suddenly flairs across the hall from her.  "Welcome to the Valley...enjoy your stay...it will be short."  Her lips part in a deceptively exquisit smile and a blade is drawn from a sheath at her hip.  "And painful..."

If you would like to visit Angel's HOMEPAGE, click HERE

Yisaiko Akvan (second child born to Seerow and Wayleen)

He sat on the dresser, his eyes closed, an almost splitting image of his father.  His black wings arched out as though preparation for flight, as he held his hand out.  Suddenly the sound of soft children's voices filled the air and he smiled, his eyes still closed.  The children's words could not be formed by you, but they were almost taunting and teasing you as if they were within your grasp.  He suddenly opened his eyes, the normal piercing blue irises were an utterly foggy white as a brilliant blue aura surrounded him and you found yourself unable to move.  "Welcome to my world, and welcome to a world of nothing but pain and misery if you break our laws." (NOTE: we are currently searching for someone to play the role of Yisaiko Akvan, please see our Rules and Join page.  Or E-mail us for Details below)

Luke Akvan (twin brother to Mara, third born child to Seerow and Wayleen)

(We are searching for someone to play the shy angel Luke.  If you wish for more information e-mail us below)

Mara Akvan (twin sister to Luke, youngest child of Seerow and Wayleen)

Tenderly quiet and mysterious, the angelic creature sits upon a rock in the middle of the lake.  Her wings are folded behind her, her eyes closed as you come to the edge of the glistening waters.  Slowly, feeling your presence, the woman tilts her slender chin up as her full lips offer a small smile.  The beauty ducks her head slightly at her boldness, her enchanting dark brown eyes trying not to look towards you.  Her long curled black hair shivers in the soft breeze that comes across the lake.  The lovely creature stands gracefully and opens her majestic dark wings.  With a powerful flap of her wings, she takes off, leaving nothing more than a feather, her slender figure disappears into the heavens. HOMEPAGE