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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWAwOrtoI1o] Maybe I am dumb, maybe I am numb. Maybe I'm just misunderstood. Misdiagnosed, I'm a ghost, move on.[/url][/center]
[color=746363]Name[/color]
[indent]Llewellyn Vespasian Baines[/indent]
[color=746363]Nickames[/color]
[indent]Lyn, but very rarely. He prefers his full name.[/indent]
[color=746363]Age[/color]
[indent]Looks 22[/indent]
[color=746363]Gender[/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]
[color=746363]Sexuality[/color]
[indent]Bisexual[/indent]
[color=746363]Relationship Status[/color]
[indent]Single[/indent]
[color=746363]Species[/color]
[indent]Witch[/indent]
[color=746363]Appearance Details[/color]
[indent]Llewellyn has forest green eyes and soft brown hair that's often tucked up into a messy bun or a ponytail. His birthmark is a palm-sized star under his left collarbone, but he wears a lot of layers and full-length clothing as he feels most comfortable with little skin showing. As a field and research paleontologist, he has incorporated pale, sandy-colored clothing into his wardrobe alongside smooth black. He dresses for a mix of comfort, practicality, and personal style. The way he carries himself is easy and elegant. 
His fingers are stained black.[/indent]

[color=746363]Personality Traits[/color]
[indent] Llewellyn is introverted and lonely. He doesn’t like to initiate conversation and is a bit of a softie, especially for horses. He’s very adverse to physical contact. Lyn has trouble sleeping on top of ADHD, so he has a very poor attention span. On the other hand, he’s very good at memorizing things and is an incredible strategist. He handles crisis well.
Llewellyn has an air of prestige about him and is an excellent liar. He is cold and curt to people he finds untrustworthy, but has a weakness for passionate people.[/indent]

[color=746363]Skills[/color]
[indent]- Strategy and improvisation
- He’s a combat mage, and a [i]damn[/i] good one
- He is an excellent horseback rider and has impeccable balance
- Best at mid- to long-distance combat, athletic and strong
- He specializes in osteomancy and golem formation and animation
- Bone tissue manipulation is natural to him, and he doesn’t tire easily from it[/indent]

[color=746363]Weaknesses[/color]
[indent]- He hates to be underprepared
- Although he’s good at thinking on his feet, he doesn’t react well to surprise
- Animation is horribly draining
- He gets horrible bloodlust
- His poor attention span can cause him to miss critical details[/indent]

[color=746363]History[/color]
[indent]His early years were traumatic, and a lot of his aversions come from it- he doesn’t trust easily and he’s deeply reclusive. He was taken in by his mother’s sister and her family and it probably saved him. 
Alas, he went dark again very quickly. It became too, too easy to switch his osteomancy over to human application, and he became terrifyingly successful at tearing an opponent’s entire skeletal structure out of their body and turning it on the person’s allies. Putting it bluntly, he became a serial killer.
Then he began construct work and animation, and it got worse. If the numbers were enough to warrant it, once he’d torn apart several people he’d force and amalgamate them into a bone golem. He can hold the structure easily, but it’s not as light or tireless as separate bones and animating it is hard. He can hold one for five minutes or two for three or so minutes, but he’s practically undefended during the time with how much focus he has to devote to it. 
He has trouble sleeping, but despite all odds he’s a fundamentally kind person. He heals people and loves to help people learn. He’s literally an expert in the field of vertebrate and botanical paleontology, but he works as an intern at a natural history museum because it gives him better opportunities to interact with and teach others.[/indent]
[color=746363]Misc.[/color]
[indent] Matthew Clavane | [color=746363]#746363[/color]
If he intends to kill, he wears black and red. He’s fond of the smell of gasoline- it reminds him of taking boats and jetskis out on the lake with his cousins as a teen.[/indent][/hider]

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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yzVQkO92wNw]I've always liked to play with fire![/url] | [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=szIDM99kRNM]Cause I had the best of the worst sides, and I had these lungs, oh. And I had too many flash fires that I just let them burn.[/url][/center]
[color=d0858a]Name[/color]
[indent]Gabriel Moravec Schovajsa[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Nickames[/color]
[indent]Gabe, Gabi, Mordred[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Age[/color]
[indent]18[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Gender[/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Sexuality[/color]
[indent]Strain't[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Relationship Status[/color]
[indent]Single[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Species[/color]
[indent]Human[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Appearance Details[/color]
[indent] Gabriel is very well-groomed and deliberate when it comes to looks. He has cold grey eyes framed by thick eyelashes, and his face is dotted with beauty marks, “imperfections” that he covers with makeup. His hair is naturally black but he often dyes it; at the moment, it's [color=abb48c]sage green[/color]. Gabriel wears primarily boots, leather jackets, jeans, and fitted tops, and he keeps two pistols holstered at the small of his back and knives concealed all over him. He has cigarette burns on perpetually bruised knuckles and lacerations across his arms and the palms of his hands from catching knives. There are more injuries and scars, of course, but the only other one ever visible is a small scar splitting his top lip. 
His field gear includes a helmet with a comms display and night and thermal vision. There is armor lining his chest and shoulders, the tops of his arms, and the sides of his legs, but the rest is light and breathable. It has a deep hood and a removable half-mask.[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Personality Traits[/color]
[indent] Gabriel seems level-headed and quiet when unbothered but is bitter about a lot of things so he’s liable to snap at people. Avoids authority whenever possible and considers other people unintelligent and/or inferior unless proven otherwise. He has an evil-sounding but infectious laugh and a heavily accented, smoky voice. Falls hard and fast, knows it, and hates it.[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Skills[/color]
[indent]- Excellent tracker
- Absurdly agile for a human from an expertise in freerunnning and parkour
- He can move without making a sound on almost all surfaces
- Uncanny hearing and 20|10 eyesight
- Polyglot
- Able to easily memorize plans and strategies and very good at creative and critical thinking
- Superior knife-wielding, dual-wielding, and armed or unarmed close combat
- He is very, very careful and prioritizes evasion over damage in a fight
- He uses surprise and speed for quick, clean kills[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Weaknesses[/color]
[indent]- Afraid of water
- He gets nightmares and his sleep suffers for it. This makes for a terrible attention span, and he’s more than once slipped up on a mission because he took to long to process what a comm order was saying. 
- Afraid of dogs- this extends to most canines
- Short temper
- Weak to feints and grapples. He's not terribly strong. 
- Trauma shutdowns, easy to overwhelm if exposed to a trigger. He'll all but give up. 
- Alcoholic[/indent]
[color=d0858a]History[/color]
[indent]The Schovajsas are a ruthless, enigmatic group of contract killers located in Iceland. They are known for their untarnished success rate and flexibility. Gabriel has been training since he physically could- he made his first kill at twelve and completed his first solo mission at age fourteen. He’s careful and efficient, and he’s still learning.
But he’s only human. 
It was a slow buildup starting at age twelve, when he began to fear water; an incident here, a traumatic experience there. He began to crack. Not breakdowns, exactly, but shutdowns, and after coming back from a kill trip he’d hole himself up in his room for days on end. His hits were impeccable, but he had gone from laid back and spirited to… hollow. Like he no longer could take pleasure in anything. The only time he seemed to express anything was when his temper ran out.
His family was worried, and it was decided for him that he needed a break. A reset. Something to clear his head and refocus him and give him time to breathe. 
So Vanja had taken him on a trip to America. It would be two weeks in New York, and they were free to do as they pleased. And it had worked! He was coming back to himself. He was smiling, laughing, enjoying it. They would walk around and do lame tourist-y things and eat expensive food and visit museums and parks. 
And then one night, he came back to their hotel and found his sister torn apart and strewn around the room.[/indent]
[color=d0858a]Misc.[/color]
[indent] Timofei Rudenko | [color=d0858a]#d0858a[/color]
Likes ice cream. He owns a cinnamon sugar ball python. Frequent antihistamine use because he hates allergies leads to shakiness and nosebleeds. Prefers odd numbers and refuses to touch handrails. [/indent][/hider]