Emma

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Character by Emma



Full Name: Jadis Priscilla Nolan

Nickames/Alias/AKA: Jade

Age: 19

Gender: Female

DOB: July 7th 1996

Occupation: Student at Gringore

Race: Propheta Witch

Hair Color: Red

Eye Color: Bright Blue

Height and Build: 5'2, petite body type, weighing in at 117 pounds.

History/bio:

Medium Length History

Jade's mother was only 16 when she accidentally got pregnant, and nine months later Jadis was born. Her parents married a year later in a traditional witch wedding ceremony. She grew up in Montaville along side the human populace as most Witches do, but Tellmore was an added bonus to her upbringing as she was surrounded by all the different supernaturals growing up.

Because of Jade's heritage, she has the greatest amount of magical potential compared to her siblings, and cousins. As a toddler when she was overcome by strong emotions such as anger or frustration, her magic would overwhelm her to the point of creating powerful power outages, shattering windows, and giving people around her nose/ears bleeds. During these lapses of control, her grandmother would sing to her to calm her down, as her parents chanted protection spells to stop the worst of it.

Born connected to three well known witch bloodlines, Jadis has more raw magic power then your average witch. Following her maternal bloodline she is connected to the Drăghici clan which was once one of the most ancient, and powerful of witch families in Europe. At least they were before their fall in the 60s, after Korikov hunters massacred most of the Drăghici members in Romanian. They were known for their talents in light magic, and divination. Jadis's grandmother Ecaterina was only seven years old, but she and a handful of others made it out alive, due to her own affinity with Sanabit magic.

On the other side of her maternal bloodlines are the Radulescus. A bloodline that carries quite a history in blood, and dark magics. Historically the first-born Radulescu of every new generation ends up possessing devastatingly massive amounts of power, and the baby is always sacrificed, so the Radulescu coven can absorb, and keep using their ancient ancestral magic. This all changed in 1952 when for the first time in history, the first-born came as identical triplets boys. The massive power was evenly distributed between the babies, Corneliu, Ionel, and Neculai.

The elders and head of the family coven came together to decide what to do, weather to sacrifice all three boys, or use the last of their magic to call upon their ancestors spirits for guidance. In the end they sought out a Propheta Witch, who explained to them that the triplets had the 'power of three' and though all of the living Radulescu witches of the past generations would soon loose their magic, the boys would not, and they would be the ones to carry on the Radulescu bloodlines, with all future generations bore from them having perpetual power without need for sacrificial first-borns.

The triplets mother was overjoyed that her sons would not be sacrificed, but the rest of the family was not. They did't want to lose their magic, for their own children to be powerless. So with what little magic they had left they joined together to summon their ancestors spirits for answers. The spirits voices spoke, and explained that there was only two options. Sacrifice all three, and everyone can keep their powers, but they must sacrifice the first-three-born of every new generation to follow. The second option was just as the Propheta Witch.

The triplets mother knew that her relatives would insist on sacrificing the babies in order keep their power, no mater what the cost. So during the wee hours she took her baby boys and runaway from her coven, from the only home she knew. She only needed to stay in hiding until the boys first birthday, when it would be to late to sacrifice them. In the end the triplets grew up and started their own families, and kept the Radulescu magic going strong for the new generations. Jadis is the granddaughter of the eldest triplet, Corneliu.

Her paternal side of the family hales from Irish ancestry, the Nolan's aka the Ó'Nualláin are more well known in Ireland and the United Kingdom. They follow the Celtic traditions of witch culture/magic. The Ó'Nualláin are extremely traditional, and have traceable ties to the ancient magic-blood royalty, thus granting them a high stats among witch kind. Ó'Nualláin witches more often then not excel in one of the elemental specializations.

When Jadis was five years old her parents, grandparents, and handful of other relatives decided it was best to bind the majority of little Jade's powers until she could control them better, as she was starting kindergarten at the local school where she would be among many human children, and adults. Luckily the aggressive unstable kind of magic that Jadis was born with, did not manifest in her younger sisters. Even with the effective binding spell in place on Jade's magic, she still was proving to be extremely powerful witch, and showed early signs of her affinity with divination magic, and second sight.

When she was 13 she chose to specialize as a Propheta of course. In fifth grade she met a new kid named Delia Tupper, they were seated as desk partners, and they quickly hit it off, becoming best friends. She spent a lot of her time at Delia's house, with her big family that welcomed her like she was one of their own. Unfortunately in tenth grade Delia died in a car accident. Jadis blamed herself, she hated her powers, what was the use of seeing the future if she could see anything important or be able to change things. She became bent on mastering her powers as fast as she could, as to make sure no one else she loved died, to make sure she could see whats coming. Overtime she learned the hard way that the future was always changing based on other decisions, and their was nothing she could do but watch and worn.

Jade was seventeen when another Propheta witch came to town. The first one Jadis had met beside herself. Petra was her name, and old woman who had specifically come to train Jadis as true Propheta after seeing her stuggling to learn on her own in a vision. They became friends in the process. Jadis graduated highschool, and decided to take a year off before she started at Gringore. She spent the year with her cousins in Ireland. Getting into some trouble with a shifter boy there, she ended up running off to Italy with him for a few weeks of mistakes. Now she is starting her first year at Gringore, taking classes in Supernatural History, Witch Cultures, Potion brewing, and advanced spells among other things.

Family/Relationships:
Father - Carrick Nolan - Alive Age 37 - Terreni Witch
Mother - Rahela Nolan nee Radulescu - Alive Age 35 - Naturalis Witch
Sister - Shale Nolan - Alive Age 14 - Naturalis Witch
Sister - Tamzin Nolan - Alive Age 9 - Witch
Maternal Grandmother - Ecaterina Radulescu nee Drăghici - Alive Age 57 - Sanabit Witch
Maternal Grandfather - Corneliu Radulescu - Alive Age 63 - Naturalis Witch
Friend - Delia Tupper - Deceased age 15 - Human
Mentor/Friend - Petra Greene - alive age 74 - Propheta Witch

Other/Extra: Speaks/Reads/Writes: Latin, Gaelic, Greek, and Romanian.

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@Yahtzee Oh my Goodness what is going on in your IC post. My brain exploded from trying to comprehend. :) lol



For the next post lets try to keep it in character.

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I just downloaded all the music I have in my icloud, and I have three days worth of continuous music in my library. I am impressed with myself, also I don't know what half these songs are.

@Kaalee

My spotify playlist runs about 152 hours. Music is life.

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@FallenTrinity Good stuff so far.

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IC is up ladies and gents.

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Alice Keller

The local news droned on the tv in the background, as Alice lounged on the couch reading an old book. Since vampires could not sleep, one had to find new ways to occupy their time. For Alice it was reading, learning new languages, playing violin, dabbling at painting, and composing music no one would ever hear. Though lately she had taken to swimming laps in the lake. Boredom was a problem, but she liked her routine.

It was 6:00 am, and the news anchor man on the tv looked worn out in HD, as he babbled on about the local Mayoral elections, the closing of the factory in the next town over, where to get flu shots, and that the local police caught the suspects who cherry-bombed all the mailboxes on Magnolia Street. The weather girl was looking way to chipper for six in the morning, as she explained today would be mild temperatures, 30% chance of rain, that autumn was in full swing, and she was looking forward to this weeks sun filled days.

It was September 4th, and only a week into the new semester at Gringore. Alice was a librarian at Gringore, and a part time student. She had one class in the late afternoon, but the rest of her day was basically free. She dogeared the page she was on and closed her book. She smelled like the lake, after swimming laps in it for three hours last night, she really needed a long shower. Getting off the couch she placed her book down on the coffee table. She gathered the two empty wine glasses and a teacup, and put them in the sink in the kitchen. She sighed looking at the mess of dishes in her sink, and added the cups to the ever growing pile. She rarely ate anything at home but, tea, and wine glasses were in abundance around here.

Her house was located on a quite street, full of retired people, and couples over 60. She had lived at, 382 Rosewood Ave, for five years now. The three bedroom, two bath, old yellow colonial was her haven from the chaos of Tellmore, and the unsuspecting Montaville. Her house was clean, but on the cluttered side, with books piled on tables and the floors, painted canvases leaning on walls, and potted plants galore. For lack of a better description it resembled a Anthropologie store, with extra eclectic clutter, and a more lived in feel.

In the bathroom she turned the shower on. Undressing as she waited for the water to become hot. Looking in the mirror, a tall plain Jane was what Alice saw. She had always liked her hazel eyes, and the shape them, but she thought her chin was to big, and her lips to puffy. The mirror began to fog from the steam of the shower. Stepping into the shower she attempted to plan out her day.

45 Minutes later she stepped out of the shower, smelling of lavender soap, and shampoo. Wrapped in a soft ivory towel she walked into her closet. Alice's wardrobe consisted of lots of vintage items, and high-end basics. She changed into her outfit for the day, dawning her black trousers, light pink tank, and cable knit sweater. She hung her wet towel on the door handle, and walked over to her vanity, putting on her watch, and spritzing on some vanilla lavender perfume. With a few bobby-pins she quickly pinned her hair up.

It was almost 8:00 am bye the time she finished her cup of cinnamon tea. Alice tossed her cell, ipod, and wallet into her purse. It was chilly out this morning, and smelled like the beginnings of autumn, the trees had yet to change color. She grabbed her grey coat and shrugged it on. She slipped on some shoes, and a scarf, then started her walk down main street, making her way to Gringore.

Alice walked into Gringore, and then made her way to the library. It was located on the third floor, and was huge, with six stories of wall to wall books, the deeper you went the more like a maze it becomes. It was home to the second biggest incantus book collection in all of north america. There was a section for everything, and it was easy to get lost. Alice made her way through the isles of books, stopping in the music history section. She scanned the titles, not really looking for anything in particular, her shift at the check out desk didn't start for another hour.

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Character by Kaalee
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Full Name: Katalina Bathory-Nadasdy

Nickames/Alias/AKA: Katalin, Kata, Lady Death(Usually by Giovanni)

Age: 416

Gender: Female

DOB: 1594

Occupation: Mythology Teacher

Race: Reaper Fae

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Golden

Height and Build: She is 5'6 with an hourglass build

Other Appearance: She has tattoo on her wrist, where if you look at it one way it says death, and the other it says life. For the most part, she has a generic Slavic accent, but when she gets angry it becomes very Romanian

History/bio: Katalina was born to Elizabeth Bathory and Ferenec Nadasdy, the third daughter in her family and the third of seven children over all, although she was the only Reaper in the family other then her mother. Her father and the rest of her siblings were Cervians, and such died long before Katalina was ready for them too.

Katalina was born to a father who was gone more then home and even when he was home wanted nothing to do with his female offspring as they couldn't be soldiers, they couldn't inheirent, and they couldn't marry the Prince and all the other eligable men were either related to them or below their status. He hated Katalina especically since she was a Reaper like her mother, a species which he detested. He died when Katalina was still living with her mother but she couldn't find it in herself to care very much.

Katalina's mother on the other hand, while not your typical mother, was very close to Katalina since they were both Reapers. Her mother somehow kept them wellfed, which Katalina didn't question, since she was young and naive. This is something Katalina has hated about herself since her mother's death. Elizabeth Bathory was in fact the bloody countess who took up to 600 lives. Elizabeth hadn't wanted Katalina to have to be burdened with finding food, like Elizabeth herself was, since they were so far removed from the common populace and didn't have easy access to the only thing that sustained them. Eventually her mother was caught, and while she wasn't intentionally sentanced to death, she was locked up and therefore starving her.

After her mother's death, Katalina ran away to Poland with her mother's sister, who was also a Reaper but one who learned how to be inconspicous. They lived together for many years, travelling throughout the world together. Eventually they chose to part, Katalina going back to Europe while her aunt decided to go even farther East and find new worlds to discover. Katalina stayed in Russia for awhile, before going through her homelands, ending up in Italy for awhile.

It was in Italy she met the first love of her life. Love had never occured to Katalina, for everything seemed so fleeting and she was Death herself. Giovanni was human, an artist who claimed that bronze hair and bronze skin was too familiar and that he needed her to pose for him or he would die. For ten years she loved him and then like all humans he died, stabbed in the chest by a man who was crazed by the shine of the gold in Katalina's purse and the sparkle of diamonds on her neck. In desperation Katalina revived him, killing Giovanni's killer in the process. Giovanni was not mad, but he convinced her to reverse it, claiming that Katalina may be God's tool in retrieving souls but that does not mean she can choose to take one and not the other. So she gave him his wish and reversed the process, no matter how much it killed her inside.

She then proceeded to torture the man for the rest of his natural life, careful to not kill him or let him commit suicide.

After Giovanni, Katalina removed herself from the population for awhile. She fed only when necessary and let herself mourn. Eventually she returned to society, but she was in no way the person she was before. She no longer cared, simply put. She made her way to France, and manipulated the politics heavily. She would kill on a whim and bring back just as easily, occasionally doing this several times a day. Finally, the Guardians intervened and sent a task force to deal with her. The head of the task force being someone she thought long dead, none other than Giovanni himself.

It turns out the bastard was on a regular supplement of vampire blood, and after he came back to life he decided not to come find her. Instead he became a Guardian and Katalina was pissed. She evaded the Guardians this time and got herself back together but Giovanni kept hunting her down. Eventually she decided to do a plea deal with them, and they sent her to this stupid college to teach. Unfortunately they also sent Giovanni to keep an eye on her.

Family/Relationships:
Her Aunt, Catelle, is around somewhere, they stay in contact
Giovanni the Asshole is around as well.

Other/Extra: I say mythology because I have no other way to describe it but basically she teaches courses which explains what is actually fact and what is actually fiction in their world. It's basically history mixed with a course in political correctness.

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My second character will be up in like two hours. She is a 19 year old witch named Jadis, who grew up in Montaville. Would/could she and Sam be friends? :D

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I was obsessed with the cards when I was in like 4th/5th grade. My whole school (well at least all the boys) had the cards and would play on the bus. My school had to make a rule of no cards allowed. I had a awesome deck.

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@Arista Your signature is so funny, what anime is it from?

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Character by Doc Doctor



Full Name: Shashous-Throth

Nickames/Alias/AKA: The Magna Pater

Age: 907

Gender: Male

DOB: the year 1108

Race: Ahool

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Hazel

Height and Build: Human form - 6'3", 178 pounds || True Form - Shash's height is insignificant as he lacks rear legs to stand up on. From snout to tail base, he is a little less than eight feet long. The tail is another eight feet. He weighs in at 800 pounds, roughly as much as a dairy cow.

Other Appearance: A piebald monstrosity with slime slicked flesh and no legs. It's only limbs are two winged arms and a long, powerful tail. The middle claw on each paw is eight inches long and razor sharp. The beast's head is mostly a jagged maw with oily, unseeing eyes on top. In human form he appears as a gaunt, tall man with empty eyes.

True Form

History/bio: Once in a millennia is a creature born of a barbarous race that combines the worst traits of rats and bats. Ancient, primal, terrible. For the last century a monster has slept in the forgotten caverns beneath where Gringore now stands. Amidst a lichen hellscape of death, upon a towering mountain of soggy bones, the academy's activity has finally awakened the Magna Pater, the lone ahool alpha. Every place is bound to have a rodent problem sooner or later.

Family/Relationships: None alive/around