First character of...two? Two. Two I think. [hider=Sloane Faris][CENTER][h1][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/b3RmLjEwNi43NjY3NjcuVTJ4dllXNWxJRVpoY21sei4w/bachelorette.regular.webp[/img][/h1][/CENTER] [i]"We have a responsibility."[/i] [table][row][/row][row][cell] [center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/52/66/86/5266864e2be20d0083d9943ee08ceb9c.jpg[/img] [sup]_______________________________________________[/sup] [sub]Sloane Aiesha Faris She/Her[b]|[/b] 27 [b]|[/b] Syrian American[b]|[/b] 5’2” [b]|[/b] 105 lbs [sup]_______________________________________________[/sup] Severe [sup]_______________________________________________[/sup] Skills & Talents[/sub] [i]"Not everything I do is work."[/i] [sup]___________________________________[/sup][/center][hider=] [sub] [b][Sailing] ⫻[/b] Sloane was never too far from the harbor growing up with her parents sharing their passion for sailing with their child. She knows how to pilot and maintain most civilian level sea vessels, and is above average when it comes to navigating, knot tying, fishing, and elbow rubbing the rich douchebags sipping back martinis at the yacht club. [b][Cardio] ⫻[/b] Sloane has woken up and gone for a jog almost every day since she was thirteen years old, excluding that awkward time in her life where the world was kind of ending. She could not only get up and run a marathon this moment, but she would probably finish close to first. [b][Fencing] ⫻[/b] A newer hobby of Sloane’s that she has only taken up in the past couple of years. She isn’t the greatest fencer in the Oregon scene by any means, but she has yet to hit her ceiling. [b][Antiquarian] ⫻[/b] The woman has always been fascinated with history, and there is nothing that interests her more than an old object with a high price tag. Sloane is not only good at identifying vintage antiques from counterfeits, but she has a knack for finding the rare, expensive collectibles her discerning customers ask her to acquire. Sloane currently owns two antique stores: a high-end, expensive place [i]Faris Imports[/i] catering to the wealthier clientele, whom she is excruciating picky with when it comes to who she’ll deal with, and a tourist trap in the mall called [i]Curious Curios[/i] where she offloads bad incense, packs of tarot cards, and bins upon bins of “haunted” dolls. [b][Cartomancy] ⫻[/b] It’s a little insane not to believe in the power of the occult or the existence of fortune telling after you’ve seen the things Sloane has seen. While Sloane dabbles in astrology and other pseudosciences to help determine the right path, her preferred method of divination is through tarot reading. [/sub][/hider] [/cell][cell][sub][b] Appearance[/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [i]"Clients expect a professional. I dress to meet expectations."[/i] [indent] Sloane is composed almost entirely out of sharp angles, crossed arms, and huffed sighs. Her face appears to be carved from granite with pronounced cheekbones, a pointed nose, a cleft chin, and a jawline so strong it could crack diamonds. She puts a clear effort into her appearance, plucking her eyebrows to perfection and picking shades of shadow to accent her dark eyes. Her olive tone skin is healthy and hydrated. Her ears are pierced with tasteful and expensive earrings that are hidden behind her straight hair, which is long and black with faint streaks of premature grays running through it. She’s petite but holds herself with a quiet intensity that makes her feel more imposing than she actually ever could be. Sloane has decent curves and is overall fairly fit, but it isn’t her physique that makes her stand out from the crowd and turn heads: it’s what she’s wearing. Sloane has an impeccable fashion sense, shunning the latest flash-in-the-pan trends and instead committing to a timeless look with tailored clothes made to work with her small frame. She leans heavily on sophisticated sweaters, simple button-ups, wide leg trousers, and long coats to fill out her silhouette. She also typically has some type of gloves close on hand. Sloane almost exclusively sticks with a mix of black and white, but if she’s feeling especially wild she might pull out something beige, brown, or, if she’s feeling real frisky, navy. She keeps the jewelry to a minimum but always wears an old, expensive wristwatch on her right wrist that hides an old burn, the face rotated around to her inner wrist to protect it from scratches. Sloane overall appears very stoic and unflappable, but she doesn’t always look unemotional. In fact, she has perfectly mastered expressing not just one but two emotions: bored, her go to default for most occasions, and annoyed, which is just her bored face but with more rolling her eyes up to the ceiling. Her smiles are a thing of rarity and a popular game amongst the Coven after the defeat of the Stygian Snake was seeing if anyone could make Sloane laugh harder than a sharp breathing out of the nose and a soft hmph. When she speaks, Sloane has as much charm and inflection as an early text-to-speech program. [/indent] [/cell][/row][/table][sub][b] Psychology[/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [i]"I don’t need to do everything myself. I just like seeing things get done right."[/i] [INDENT][b]MAIN GOAL ⫻[/b] Sloane believes it's her responsibility to protect the people of St. Portwell. While she would coordinate with people who hunted rogue Apparitions, Sloane focused less on combating paranormal beings and more on control and prevention. Sloane is working to keep artifacts and Apparitions out of the hands of people she deemed too dangerous to have them, which is essentially anybody who is not her, and hopes to mass a collection of Artifacts and sealed Apparitions she can distribute as needed whenever St. Portwell faces another Stygian Snake level of crisis. Although her intentions are well-meant, there is little denying that she is basically seeking to hoard power. [b]PHILOSOPHY ⫻[/b] Sloane was raised on the principle of noblesse oblige, the idea that because she has privilege and power she is required to use it for the greater good. She wholeheartedly believes in annoying little ideas like duty, honor, and morality. She was harshly critical of the Coven members who severed their Lux or sealed away their Apparitions, as she saw it as an act of cowardice. Frustratingly enough, Sloane falls into the same trap plaguing privileged people before, believing that her good intentions justify a hunger for power and a demand for respect. [b]SECRETS ⫻[/b] Sloane stays fairly hush-hush about essentially being little more than a paranormal cat burglar, even if she is only stealing artifacts from people that she believes have ill will towards St. Portwell. Likewise, she has yet to inform any of the old Coven members that her collection of sealed Apparitions and magical artifacts has been stolen. She also highly resented Ashley, Daisy, and Auri during her time in the Coven and was jealous of them. Sloane was potentially one of the final members to see Ashley alive, having gone to visit the woman the same week she had been murdered and ending the visit in an argument regarding how Ashley should no longer be the one to keep the Apparition Killer. [b]SEXUALITY ⫻[/b] Sloane is a straight and currently shifting through the cesspool that is dating apps because, as it turns out, not a lot of eligible bachelors are into antiquing and too many “totally separated” men are into sailing. [b]FEARS ⫻[/b] Vulnerability. The idea that showing vulnerability is a sign of weakness and that if she is weak then she has no value is rooted deeply inside of Sloane’s brain. The task of showing any emotional intimacy to people, even those that are close to her, is herculean. She is so afraid of being open that even other people being candid about themselves and expressing their feelings makes her uncomfortable. [b]REPUTATION IN OLD COVEN ⫻[/b] Opinions about Sloane are mixed, but everyone would agree on one thing: Sloane needed to lighten up. Her seriousness was appreciated during their conflict with the Stygian Snake, but Sloane proved to be a wet blanket when it came to the Coven trying to enjoy the life they’d earned. Some members would remember the good in her: she was clearly devoted to the group, helped when she could, refused to play favoritism by serving as a neutral party when it came to votes, and kept their hideout tidy and stocked with snacks. Others only recall the negative: she demanded respect but rarely returned it, would huff and roll her eyes when the Coven would squabble but almost never do anything to stop it, and held members to unachievable standards. It was clear to everybody that Sloane thought she should lead the Coven, but she was smart enough to realize that she wouldn’t win the popular vote. [b]ROLE IN THE BATTLE AGAINST THE STYGIAN SNAKE ⫻[/b] Sloane believes that she was useless because her spellbook was limited at the time. However, just because she wasn’t dishing out the damage to the Stygian Snake or its minions did not mean that she didn’t help. Her eventual creation of a cursed lie detecting ring allowed the Coven to fight back against the doubts and mistrust the Stygian Snake had snuck into their minds, allowing the Coven to work together more cohesively. In the final fight she served as a distraction for the Coven by carrying a fake version of the Apparition Killer to draw the Stygian Snake’s focus away from Ashley, a ploy that nearly got Sloane killed if it were not for Jade’s healing. [b]FLAWS ⫻[/b] Sloane’s aloof and typically detached behavior firmly shifts her from the camp of ‘all business’ to the fortified castle of ‘seriously stuck-up bitch’. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad if Sloane was just always distant and stayed firmly in the territory of acting like she was better than everyone because then it could at least be ignored. Unfortunately, Sloane feels compelled to speak up when someone says or does something that either fails to meet or goes against her standards. Often she wields her critiques with the same delicacy and gentleness of a baseball bat covered in bent nails being swung straight at a skull. To put it plainly, Sloane is simply harsh.[/indent] [sub][b] Backstory[/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [i]"History is what gives something value."[/i] [indent] Sloane’s parents were exorbitantly wealthy art and antique dealers. They gave her everything: a private education with the best tutors, a trust fund ensuring that she was set for life from the day of her birth, and a daily flurry of reprimands reminding her exactly how a daughter of theirs should act and that everything they do must be for the greater good. Yet more often than not her parents were background characters, showing up only to take her on the occasional sailing trip, with the role of mommy and daddy played by nannies, butlers, and drivers. She was raised to be prim, proper, and puppeted, her sole purpose on this Earth to serve as the legacy of her mother and father. Sloane was the final piece of art they could offer to the world after they passed, and perhaps she could offer up a spare kidney if one of her parents were to fail before that time came. Despite their distance, Sloane could never claim to hate them, because to hate them she’d have to know them. Sloane was shifted from private tutelage to public education after elementary school. She imagined her parents thought it would be best for her to know how other people lived. Sloane immediately slid into the role of an outsider, because as it turned out spending her entire childhood only surrounded by other adults meant she didn’t know how to connect with other kids. Apparently most twelve year olds didn’t have an interest in abstract expressionist paintings or pottery from the Qing Dynasty. In high school she’d eventually find a social refuge amongst the goth kids, who could at the very least appreciate the intense sadness of 19th century Russian literature and teach her the ways of mocking the jocks like Sully McPherson and the cheerleaders like Ashley Stone that, in retrospect, never were as truly awful to her friends as her friends were to them. The Stygian Snake showed itself to Sloane on the day she went shopping with her friends for tarot cards at the Coastal Harbor Mall. Violent crimes were on the rise the days leading up to their little shopping trip, and while the squares hid inside her friends had all joked that it’d be pretty cool to witness a stabbing. As it turns out, getting stabbed might’ve been preferable. Instead, Sloane had the horrifying experience that still haunts teens to this day—seeing her mom and dad out in public while with her friends. While she was balking at the idea of her folks suddenly wanting to get more involved in her life, her parents dragged her into a family restroom where her mother reached forward, touched a mirror, and opened up a portal back to their estate. Sloane underwent a Kindling Event as her parents pushed her through the portal. She saw visions of ancient ancestors, the supposed noble warriors, kings, and queens her parents claimed they had in their blood. She didn’t see any heroes. She saw poisoners, killers, and thieves. She saw them summoning ghouls and demons out of blue portals and unleashing them upon foreign kingdoms in foreign worlds, she saw them wielding weapons of blinding orange light as they ransacked tombs and castles and cut down any who got in their path. She saw her parents using magic to counterfeit art, steal from museums, and curse any who question them. She saw them sealing strange creatures inside of objects and then selling the items to dictators, insurgents, and CEOs. Sloane saw her parents' hypocrisy and then they showed her their cowardice. Something bad was going to happen to their city and they were going to run. They didn’t care about the greater good, they cared about their own: anything was okay as long as it benefited her family. Sloane came back to the sound of a gunshot, screaming at the sight of their family butler Warren lying on the ground as blood pooled out around him, her father holding the gun. Her father gathered some bags as her mother tried to convince Sloane that it was okay, Warren wasn’t special like them. He would’ve died no matter what. The staff, her teachers, her friends, they would all die, but Sloane would be okay because she had the same magic her parents did. Her father returned with the bags, her mother opened another mirrorway, and her parents passed through. Sloane hesitated and as her father turned to pull her through she lashed out and touched the frame of the mirror and cast her first hex. Blue and orange flames wreathed around her wrist and boiled her flesh as the mirror glowed and then shattered upon a second touch, her parents separated from her within a blink of an eye with the exception of four bloody fingertips lying on the floor. She fled her house and searched for her friends. Her parents never even attempted to look for her. She was too late when she arrived, the mall a scene of chaos by the time she returned. A shooting, as she was told by onlookers behind police barricades while she stared in horror at the wriggling mass of shadows obscured behind the buildings. Sloane was pulled from the crowd by Sully McPherson as one of the policemen turned on the onlookers and opened fire. Sully introduced Sloane to the Coven after she kept asking him if he’d seen whatever that shadow thing was, and when Ashley explained everything to her Sloane did not even hesitate to accept. Her parents might’ve been liars, but that didn’t change the fact that they’d surrounded her by common people whom she’d been led to believe that they were doing a great service to by providing them with something they would otherwise not have. If being part of the Coven could actually help people unlike that trickle down bullshit then she was in without question. Sloane once again felt like she was the outsider while inside the Coven. The leaders were made up almost exclusively of the types of kids her friends used to make fun of, causing Sloane to be uncomfortable and quiet around the others as she realized that most of the people they’d shitted on were a lot like them. She also felt an intense drive to make up for the selfish actions of her family, fully committing herself to the cause with a zealot’s devotion. Sloane helped where she could, slowly learning how to craft cursed counterfeit items with her abilities to help the Coven and volunteering herself for any and all things when given the opportunity. Her dedication nearly got her killed, saved only by Jade finding her before she bled out after the final confrontation with the Stygian Snake. Sloane tried to make the Coven work after their common enemy had been defeated, but it’s quite possible that her over dedication to the cause might’ve led to the Coven collapsing sooner rather than later. Her open criticism of people who wanted to leave, sever their Lux, or seal away the thing that made them Aberrations drove wedges between friends and drew lines in the sand. However, nothing was more damaging to the group than the lie detecting ring she’d created, lovingly referred to as the Bullshit Ring by the Coven. What had once been used to counteract the mind games played by the Stygian Snake was now used in misguided attempts to solve disputes and squash beefs. As it turned out, sometimes a little bit of dishonesty was better for team spirit than the reality of harsh truths. It was hard to like anyone when you could immediately demand they give you their honest opinions and assume the worst if they refused. Sloane had offered to find a way to destroy the ring but the idea was met, as with every idea in the Coven those days, with divisiveness. She retracted her offer, but a day later the ring was stolen. Sloane should’ve left after she became the main suspect for the theft, but instead she stuck around until they eventually voted her out. She swallowed her bitterness and anger, instead using the energy to focus on continually protecting St. Portwell by herself. She knew she couldn’t go toe-to-toe with Apparitions like Drake or Lionel, but she could still do some good by going after the kind of people her parents had been wheeling and dealing with. She used her inheritance to start an antique empire, luring and stealing from those who desired to abuse the power of Apparitions and artifacts, all the while learning new spells and curses she could use to defend her city. Yet Sloane knew she could not trap that many insects in her web if she only had just one thread. Over the years she kept in touch with the like-minded individuals of her former Coven, reaching out to provide them with information regarding dangerous Apparitions that were a bit too hot for her to handle. Likewise, she would contact members who had quit, especially those that had been Agents, starting under the pretense that she just wanted to reconnect before revealing her hand and asking for them to hand over their artifact, willingly of course. Despite what the Coven thought, she was not her parents. She might’ve been a thief, but she didn’t steal from her friends. The past year has been particularly busy for Sloane, who after a chance run-in with her mother became aware of an organization called the Elite. Despite her parents' efforts to sabotage her, she had almost found a way to infiltrate the group when a massive heist derailed Sloane’s efforts. The woman had discretely acquired a small collection of magical artifacts and sealed apparitions which she had kept safely vaulted away from the world. The collection was spread out between hidden safes in her high rise condo, highly secured cases at her business, and bank safety deposit boxes kept behind massive vault doors. All of them had been taken without a trace, the thief completely avoiding curses, cameras, and eye witnesses. Before she had a chance to track down her missing artifacts she received word that a friend of hers had been murdered. And then another, and another, and another until she received the call from Auri. The two had never been close, Sloane’s serious gloom clashing heavily with Auri’s cheerful sunshine and she did not like how plastic the girl felt, but she knew exactly why Auri had called. She answered the phone by saying she was in before Auri even had a chance to give her spiel. A brief conversation about their lost friends followed, and by the time they had said goodbye Sloane was beginning to reconsider her opinion of Auri when the girl sliced open an old wound as, right before she hung up, said: “Bring the ring.” [/indent] [sub][b] Abstraction[/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [i]"Possessions can become quite the burden."[/i] [indent][b]TYPE ⫻[/b] Adept [b]ABSTRACTION ⫻[/b] Blue and Orange Lux. Sloane’s channeler is a faded Queen of Swords card from an antique tarot deck. [b]ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻[/b] Sloane exclusively blends her Blue and Orange Lux together with affinity for cursing inanimate objects. The complexity of weaving the two divergent Luxes together makes it quite difficult for Sloane to develop or learn new spells, but she has remained dedicated to her craft over the past decade. [b]Hexmark ⫻ [/b] Sloane curses an object to malfunction by touching it and marking it with her Channeler. Sloane weaves the how and when the object breaks in the casting of the spell, allowing her to make the breaking of an object appear to be purely accidental. A blue circle crossed by an orange X mark appears on the hexed object, invisible to the Blind. The size of the mark depends upon the size of the object, ranging from being as tiny as a pea to as large as an area rug. Sloane has variations of this spell depending upon the object. The bigger the mark the longer it takes her to cast the spell as she has to draw it with her Channeler. The curse can be broken by purifying the mark with either salt, fire, or holy water. She has three variants of the curse: [list][*][b]Fragile:[/b] A basic version of her Hexmark, Sloane curses an object to become brittle. The object breaks upon usage, triggered simply by touch and often shattering into several pieces. Casting [i]Fragile[/i] on large objects is a bit complicated, as the spell specifically targets the part and not the whole. For example, casting [i]Fragile[/i] on a car might make the door handle break or the entire door to crumble to pieces but it wouldn’t completely trash the car. [*][b]Glitched :[/b] A more advanced version of her Hexmark, Sloane curses an object to function improperly. The object breaks depending on a trigger set by Sloane, be it immediately, when someone observes it, etc. Sloane also determines how it breaks. For example, a [i]Glitched[/i] car might not start, or might constantly honk and flash the lights and scan for stations, or might do something as extreme as ignite the gasoline tank and eventually explode. [*][b]Possessed: [/b] The most advanced version of her Hexmark, Sloane curses an object to behave impossibly. The object acts as if it were haunted, such as turning on when it's unplugged, functioning by itself, or even throwing itself through the air assuming it would be light enough to be thrown by a person. Sloane can directly manipulate a [i]Possessed[/i] object, allowing for precise control over how it behaves, but she must be able to see the item to control it. [/list] [b]Object of Obsession ⫻ [/b] Sloane quickly infuses a mundane object with Blue Lux by touching it with her Channeler, shifting its appearance to make it look more esoteric and turning it into a cursed item. Once released from her hands the curse activates, causing any being to lay eyes on it to become obsessed with the object. Alternatively, she can alter the spell to target only one individual. They are compelled to pursue the object and pick it up, carefully cradling it in their hands. Once one being picks up the object all others immediately lose their obsession with the object. However, the holder refuses to drop the object for as long as the curse lasts. Creatures without an Emotional Field are immediately enthralled by the object, incapable of doing anything but sitting, breathing, observing its beauty, and mumbling about how great their new toy is if anyone questions them. They will even ignore the need to eat or sleep; all they want to do is to look at the object. Creatures with an Emotional Field can fight off these urges, or temporarily succumb to the object to sate their obsession for a moment and then function almost like normal. Still, even if they become aware of being cursed by the object they will continue to refuse to put it down. The curse is simply broken by letting go of the object. However, this usually requires another person to come by and struggle to get the object out of the hands of the cursed. Once the object is removed it returns to its mundane self. [b]Counterfeit ⫻[/b] Sloane crafts a convincing duplicate of a mundane or magical item out of Orange Lux that is either cursed or capable of cursing. During crafting she must be able to touch the original piece with her Channeler. The [i]Counterfeit[/i] is so well made that most forms of magical detection will falsely identify the item as the original. A mundane Counterfeit can only be cursed with one of her Hexmarks or a variation of her [i]Object of Obsession[/i] curse: it does not compel anyone to grab it, but the person who grabs it is subjected to the same crippling obsession. It takes up to a handful of minutes to [i]Counterfeit[/i] a mundane object, but a magical item can take several hours, days, weeks, or even months of channeling Lux to make a proper [i]Counterfeit[/i] depending upon the complexity. However, magical [i]Counterfeits[/i] acquire unique curses specific to that item. Sloane has crafted a few of these Unique Counterfeits, but currently is in possession of none. [hider=Examples of Stolen Goods][list][*][b]Aspiration Killer:[/b] A [i]Counterfeit[/i] of the Apparition Killer, the Aspiration Killer shifts its appearance to match the wielder and cannot physically damage humans, instead phasing through their flesh. Unlike the Apparition Killer, this weapon can be wielded by Apparitions, does not harm Apparitions, and in fact only harms the psyche of humans. Victims cut by the Aspiration Killer are cursed to experience a loss of hope and ambition. In normal humans this can make them immediately lose interest in their current goal and eventually lead to a complete mental shutdown that ultimately renders them in a permanent state of stupor within a few weeks. Paranormal humans cut by the blade are immune to the complete erasure of their drive. Instead, their Emotional-Field begins to greatly weaken overtime, allowing them to become more and more susceptible to other Abstractions. Cursed victims appear to have a black branding on where the blade cut them, but the mark is painless. Certain spells can counter the effects of the curse on people, and experiencing a Recollection focused on the victim before they were cursed will completely reverse the effects. When wielded by Sloane, the Aspiration Killer looks like a gold fencing foil. She can use her Channeler to transform the appearance of the weapon, often hiding it on her person as a gold wristwatch. The Aspiration Killer was stolen from her wall safe. [*][b]Phony Club:[/b] A [i]Counterfeit[/i] of the Oni’s Club, the wielder of the club can set their eyes on a victim and summon three club-wielding demons to torment them. The demons are merely illusions, visible only to the victim and the wielder of the club, but the victim will react to any of their attacks as if they were actually hurt. For example, if one of the phonies “crushed” the hand of a person, they would act like they couldn’t use that hand until the curse ended. The phonies are mindless illusions and thus must be constantly conducted by the wielder of the club or they will only stand their ground. Their appearances often change to some kind of bastardized mockery of their target. The club has the unfortunate side effect of cursing the wielder as well. As long as the phonies are summoned the wielder can only see their victim, their summons, and themselves. Otherwise, the world around them is covered in smoke as if they were in the center of a raging fire looking out. Likewise, they cannot hear anything but the roar of burning flames. The curse ends for both the victim and the wielder when the wielder lets go of the club. The Phony Club was stolen from her work vault. [*][b]Chrysalis Staff:[/b] A [i]Counterfeit[/i] of the Butterfly Staff, the wielder of the staff can target their victim and curse them to begin to transform. While transforming, the victim's skin hardens and they start to lose the ability to move their body, eventually turning them into a colorful and unmoving chrysalis. This chrysalis protects the victim from any physical harm, but most Abstractions can pierce through the shell. It can of course be resisted by Emotional Fields but if a victim wills it they can force the transformation to be immediate, allowing the Chrysalis Staff to defend them. If the wielder attempts to protect themselves with the staff they will permanently be stuck in the Chrysalis, as they will be unable to move their arm to stop targeting themselves. The curse is only temporary. Once the wielder points the staff away from the victim the chrysalis around them rapidly begins to fade, returning motor functions to them within less than a minute. The Chrysalis Staff was stolen from her work vault. [*][b]BS Ring: [/b] A [i]Counterfeit[/i] of the Bull’s Ring, the ring was cursed to glow red hot and burn the wielder whenever they were directly dishonest. The ring would then lock on to the wielder’s finger and continue burning the victim until they spoke a true statement. As this was Sloane’s first [i]Counterfeit[/i] there is a flaw in the design: the curse only activates when the wielder is intentionally lying, so they will not be burnt if what they believe is true turns out to actually be false or if they had lied by omission, and the burning would stop if they say any true statement. Also, the curse of the ring could easily be mitigated by removing the ring before lying or simply not answering. The ring allowed the Coven to fight back against the seeds of doubt planted by the Stygian Snake, but soon proved to be problematic after the defeat of their enemy. Sloane had originally called it the Covenant Ring, but gave up trying to correct people after everyone in the Coven started to only call it the Bullshit Ring. The BS Ring was stolen around the time the Coven collapsed, and Sloane never was able to recreate another before Daisy went missing.[/list][/hider] [b]LIMITS ⫻[/b] All of Sloane’s spells require her to make some kind of physical contact with the object she is targeting. Hexmark requires Sloane to “draw” the magic symbol upon the object. Larger objects require larger symbols, while more powerful or intricate hexes require the symbol to be tweaked by drawing additional runes. This means that the casting time of Hexmark can fluctuate, with quick Fragile spells on something small requiring just a second or two while detailed Glitched spells taking upwards of a minute to cast. Recasting Object of Obsession immediately ends the prior instance of the spell, excluding objects cursed by her Counterfeit spell. As previously mentioned, Counterfeit takes several minutes for Sloane just to create a cursed copy of a mundane object while Counterfeiting something magical can take up to weeks or months to complete. The time it takes is greatly shortened if she has previously Counterfeited the object but still significant. While creating a Counterfeit magical object Sloane begins to develop an idea of the abilities and curses the item will have, but she is incapable of changing them. She is less of a designer and more of a conduit. Once a Counterfeit is in the stage of being crafted, that is the only form it will ever take—for example, anytime she Counterfeits the Apparition Killer she will only ever produce an Aspiration Killer. Only one Counterfeit of a specific object can exist at a time, with the previous Counterfeit turning into dust. Due to this, Counterfeits cannot produce more Counterfeits. [b]WEAKNESSES ⫻[/b] [b]Hexmark ⫻ [/b]The Curse can be broken by throwing salt, fire, or holy water onto the cursed object. While casting the Spell, Sloane is left vulnerable and is not wise to use this Spell in a fight. [b]Object of Obsession ⫻ [/b] There are no weaknesses or drawbacks of note. [b]Counterfeit ⫻[/b] There are no weaknesses or drawbacks of note.[/Indent] [sup][b] Other[/b][/sup] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [i]"Theft will be punished."[/i] [indent]Currently I don't have anything planned for the Coven's precious Bullshit Ring, so I'm open for ideas. [/INDENT] [/hider]