Evil Ghost Note

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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"... The fuck?" Madison loudly said.

No, no, no, no, no... No.

No.

This was not happening. One of the last things that Madison wanted was for the Coven to find out her secret. She was frozen in abstract shock. She honestly didn't know how to even fucking respond to this. She stopped clothing herself after hearing them talk about her all hunky-dory. No, this was not cool and Madison was trying her best to contain her temper. Honestly, the fact that she was nude didn't bother her that much as she made her way over to the girls as she questioned them:

"Why the fuck are ya'll here?" Madison asked, barely containing her temper as she walked up to the girls.

"Back here, sugar?" Taylor flatly said, "I knew it was a bad idea... "

"No, in the club?" Madison said as she shook her head. "Oh my God, please, please, please don't tell anyone about this. Please."

"My lips are sealed, sugar." Taylor did the motion to zip her lips.

However, a scream came from down the hallways that caught their attention.

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Emily sighed as she listened to Herik explained his situation, which wasn't that different. Emily took a seat as she pulled the chair back and was tempted to kick her feet on the table. The last thing she wanted to do was give a wage slave a heart attack. Emily bit her nails a little bit more as she said.

"What happened to your mother is... tragic," Emily said, trying her best to sound like she cared. Which she did a bad job at. She's already sucking at this "trying to do the right thing" kind of thing. "Well... my sister's in a similar position to your mother. She got attacked by an apparition and currently... she's dying of some kind of curse. The hospital bills are piling up..."

Emily shrugged.

"It's why I joined the Coven. But, I doubt anyone here can help." She rolled her eyes.

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

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“Here, drink this, you’re covered in sweat. Gotta rehydrate or some shit. Have to say, this ain’t my normal wake up call, but when is anything normal here?”

Isla

Hagan gave her a flat look as he looked at the cup of water. He was quick to take it and down it immediately and felt refreshed... this was the first cup of water he had in a while. And of course, he was a little rattled by the whole being shaken awake by his bad dreams. He shook his head as he said, "Thank you." Looking around, it seemed everyone woke up, definitely rattled by his screaming. The kids were doing... fine? He wouldn't know and he didn't think he was that good with children. He shook his head.

Meanwhile, Zoey looked as Penny walked out the door... probably to talk to Spooky-Bitch. Damn, she didn't like Odessa, but Penny seemed to be interested in her? For whatever reason, that girl was a trip. Not even giving a fuck that it was indoors, Zoey pulled out a cigarette, slid it in between her lips, and was about to light it... before realizing there were smoke detectors above. Shit, shit, shit. And what was worse was...

... This was her last cigarette.

“I wonder if we can find any food here.”

Isla

"Fuck that," Zoey started as she stared at the cigarette in between her fingers. "We need to hit up a place so I can get some damn cigarettes..." Right now Zoey's nicotine high was more important than food. Perhaps even breathing.

"That reminds me, we need to think about our next course of action..." Hagan trailed off as he propped his chin upon his fist. He looked at Zoey as he said, "Go grab Penny."

And that idea sent shivers down her spine. Oh, no, you do that brother. Zoey thought to herself. Before she replied, "She's in the middle of something... I'll uh fill her in."

"Hmph," Hagan shrugged. "We're on the same page about leaving, yeah? But should we grab supplies or just haul ass? Do we even know what are our options for even leavin' this shithole?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

This is by far the gayest the RP has been.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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"Let's see... Best summoner, best mechanic and of course... Best in bed."

Quinn

Taylor grinned as she bit her lip... Taylor liked where this was going. "Now, now now, sugar, you can say you're the best at that other shit but..." Taylor started. "... the last thing you're gonna have to prove to me yourself." She started chuckling...

"Whoa whoa, how do you know my name?"

Quinn

Then she rolled her eyes before laughing. The girl was fucking wasted. Not as bad as that Madison chick, but still wasted. Probably wasn't in control of her actions... and that made the thought of hooking up with her a lot less appealing. Unless Taylor herself got drunk as fuck... but the conversation changed. They started talking about DENS this, Meifeng-that, and Taylor was honestly a little confused.

"Let me just say I'm a little lost here, sugar!"

Taylor was not there for the previous events so when they started talking about it a little question mark went off in Taylor's head. She wanted to ask for context but from what she could gather: these two were trouble. How so? They look old as dirt, though the Asian one in the red was kinda swole and the other one had a nice ass.... for old ladies. Taylor grinned.

"Either way, are we afraid of a buncha old ladies?" Taylor chuckled. "They look like leather rags!"

Quinn damn near fell on Lyss and Taylor wanted to get as drunk as her. Perhaps even drunker. So drunk that she would do some crazy shit. The two girls seemed to be inclined to go backstage, for some reason. Taylor shrugged. If they wanted to meet Madison then they should probably wait out here instead of sneaking outback but hey, she was going with the flow. She didn't want to split off from her drinking buddies!

"We're slapping asses right!?" She asked, "I'd slap more than an ass if that's alright with you guys."

Quinn

"You're such a hoe," Taylor muttered. "I love it, sugar."

Though, the last thing that Taylor wanted was to piss off these two nice ladies and start a fight. "Wouldn't slap one of them, though." She grabbed onto Quinn's wrist and made sure that her hands were staying to herself - or Taylor. She sneered as she said, "Lead the way, sugar."

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"Don't they look familiar?" Cindy asked.

"... Yup." Meifeng answered.

They kept walking as if they didn't see anything in the first place.

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Sweat glistened off Madison's body as all of her outfits were off. Men and women alike were throwing money her and she barely noticed. They lusted after she and Madison could barely care enough to remember their faces, the same as every other night. She would go find the biggest pervert with the biggest wallet, do a dance or two for him and then move on with her night. Madison figured that she got more than enough money on the weekends to account for her bills.

The song changed and the DJ was quick to more or less shoo her off the stage.

"Alrrrrrrright! Liberty is getting off the stage, Cinder is up next!"

Madison stopped as she grabbed all of her clothes then grabbed all the money that she saw and went outback. There were probably a hundred dollars in tips here, just from one dance! The perfect way to start the night, maybe she'll get lucky and have someone with the big bucks come by and get a private dance. For now, Madison went backstage, and... it was oddly empty back here. Like the fuck? There was always a handful of girls back here now it's almost empty. Madison just shrugged she was about to throw up after that dance and wanted to balance herself.

Madison started putting her clothes back on when she heard someone coming in...

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"What did you want to discuss?"

Herik

Pretty much everything that was said by Herik went in one ear and out the other in Emily's eyes. Mostly because she was more disappointed that nobody important was here... no offense to Herik. Or... Emily turned her eyes towards the chick in the hijab. She had no clue who she was, just that she's in the Coven now. Joy. What didn't help was that she seemed oblivious and not worth paying attention to. Still, that exact line of thinking was the problem that Emily was having in the first place. She shook her head as she wanted to try a different approach for once. While she didn't know the other girl, at all, she knew that if anyone was going to hear her out, it'd be Herik.

"Well... the whole deal gone wrong has me thinking," Emily shook her head as she subconsciously found herself just fucking desperate to avoid that eye contact. Looking to the left, right, and even above Herik's head as she spoke. "The reason why I wanted it to go through was that I need money to help my sister..."

She ended up biting her fingertips.

"... Let me just cut to the chase and say I'm sorry. For what it's worth."

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

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The weather hardly changed since Odessa started sitting out here with her legs folded. She had peeled up her robe somewhat as she soaked in the sun rays. Not all the way, though, because she wanted to be prepared if they had to drop everything and cut and run. That was the only thing preventing her from getting all the way naked, but she was still getting a good amount of sun rays. Given that she was the only person here who probably didn't need to sleep, it was only herself and her thoughts... and her various griefs and guilt. She sighed, as she finally felt a tingle in her skull and turned around to see Penny.

This was interesting... she doubted someone like Penny would seek her out all alone without having a purpose. This is why Odessa smiled at her when she approached with merely two words.

“Lilith’s gone.”

It wasn't a super surprising piece of information given that Lilith was gone since the boat fell. Mao also disappeared, too. "... I figured." Odessa blankly said. "It seems people... come and go, where ever we are." Odessa shrugged, as she was unsure of if they were going to run into the two again. Or run into the way they remembered. There was nothing that they could do about it, unfortunately.

“Hey, thank you again for saving me back there, I seriously owe you, like, seriously...which is what makes this part right here suck even more…”

"Why thank you..." Odessa trailed off as she was a bit nervous about what Penny was going to ask of her.

“But how the fuck do you know all of these things? Who are you? Don’t give me some vague bullshit, either. I want everything. Give me the goddamn details. All of them. Please. Please. I already trust you, it’s...I just need to know why.”

"Odessa Kayla Maxwell," She almost sarcastically answered. "Pleasure to meet you!" She gave Penny a wide toothy closed-eyed smile... that was sarcastic. Still, Penny wanted to know everything, but could she handle knowing everything. Odessa Kayla Maxwell was an ambiguity, even to herself at times. And prompted by it Odessa turned her hand into wood as she looked at it.

"If you honestly want to know," Odessa trailed off as she glanced back towards her blonde-haired "friend". Her hand turned back into flesh as she sighed. "... I don't even know who I am, myself anymore."

She faced forward and stared at the wall as if she was staring into the scenic sunset, but the grim reality burnt down on her. "I don't even know where to start." Odessa started laughing.

"But, I guess I'll just say I'm probably not from the same universe as you... I'm from a world named Glint if you heard of it. A little village in Africa that was starving, but an Apparition came... known as the Nurturing Will. She was an apparition that could control plants-"

Odessa put her hand up and it was surrounded with red flowers.

"-and she gave us everything we needed and more. Turned our woes upside down... but I'm getting off track here. The League attacked us and I almost died... until we adjoined."

Odessa explained the simple part, "... I don't know where she ends and I begin... I even forgot my original name, it seems like I'm more of the Nurturing Will than anything. And she knows all sorts of things about the supernatural, except I could never put my finger on why. A lot of things were lost when we merged and unfortunately..."

The flowers withered and faded. "... I cast away my humanity, Penny."

She sighed regretfully.

"Since my village's destruction, I've been... wandering," Odessa said. "Longing. For something. Perhaps the piece of me that I lost."

Maybe it was a bit too wordy, or she wasn't interested in knowing her life story. She wanted to know who Odessa was, and why and, well, this is the answer to her question.

"Is that sufficient for you, Penny?" Odessa said before she narrowed her eyes at her, "... Why do I get the feeling it's not?"

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Jamiroquai - Hot Property

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“I need a drink, or a few. I’m going to go get shots.”

Maya

Almost instantly Taylor burst out laughing. Just the look on Maya's face just told her that she had almost popped the biggest lady boner she had ever popped in her life. And hey, Taylor couldn't blame her, Madison was fucking hot. Second only to that (other) Asian chick that she has seen around here. Probably wasn't into women - but Madison reminded of a friend, except her ass and tits were even bigger. Taylor was tempted to tease the chick but they weren't all that close yet. The last thing Taylor wanted to do was piss off a potential friend and get her head exploded or something weird. She walked off and Taylor was certain she was going to rub one out - and, again, she couldn't blame her. While she was gone, she was approached by some chick. One from the Coven meeting that she met in the elevator.

"Hey! You're one of us right? Nice to meet you! Name's Quinn, best in the world, you'll remember my name."

Quinn Sinn

"I'm Taylor, you'll be screaming my name," Taylor said, before breaking out into laughter with a wry grin on her face. The whole "best in the world" boast didn't endear her to Taylor, because actions speak louder than words. Still, better give this nut the benefit of the doubt because it wasn't like Taylor had high hopes. She pulled out a cigarette as she lit it and took a deep puff of it, but then she looked at her. "Best in the world, eh? At what if you don't mind me askin', Quinn?"

That was when Maya came back with some drinks and Taylor grinned. They all had a toast and Taylor grinned yet again as she put the glass up the rest of the girls. "To a night so fucking crazy that we won't fuckin' remember it!" She said as she threw the drink back and she started getting a little bit tipsy. Fortunately, she ate a fuckton before she came out, but she was starting to let the inner-Taylor out.

“We need to talk to her after this, she’s so good… Even if this isn’t what I expected.”

Maya

Again Taylor started laughing, this was too rich. She had a better idea for the night. They wanted this night to be good? Then they had to great a little crazy, creative. Madison, or whoever went to the edge of the stage and started shaking her ass. A grin crept up on Taylor's face as she looked at the three.

"... I dare one of you to go up and slap her ass," Taylor grinned widely.

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It wasn't long before the two DENS agents met outside the club... and goodness there was a long ass line just to get in! Meifeng got out of her car wearing a red dress that looked very unflattering given her lack of curvature. Still, it showed her impressively built figure, namely her legs as she walked up to the line. And Meifeng was the one that wore sneakers with dresses. The first thing that she saw was her old friend Cindy wearing a green dress with silt that she bet looked much better on her than Meifeng's dress did her. Mainly because she had curves. She was already in the long-ass line and when she saw Meifeng she gestured for her to come. And Meifeng cut through the line while receiving all sorts of comments for cutting.

"Cindy, why are you already here?" Meifeng asked.

"Ten minutes prior," Cindy answered.

"You're not in the military right now, Cin-Cin," Meifeng sharply said.

"Why are you complaining? I'm in line!" Cindy answered. "We would have been waiting forever."

"Because..." Meifeng trailed off as she had nothing to say really. "Let's just... uh... wait in line..."

Eventually, Meifeng and Cindy made it to the front doors of the club, showed their ids and they were in. When they walked in the place reeked of fish, cigarettes, booze, and degeneracy. Just the way Meifeng likes it.

"Oh," Cindy said, "Two grown-ass women walking into a strip club...."

She looked at Meifeng as she added.

"... We stick out like a sore thumb."

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Lupe Riveria

[22 | Lupe Riveria | Female]

Description:
The dazzling, over the top, fellow stripper-mate of Madison Brown, who also works in Veni Vedi Veni. She's a pureblooded Mexican woman with distinct physical features. The two get along because they both have some shared family problems. Mainly the fact that Lupe fled the nice city of LA to go to Florida to start anew after the death of her younger brother. Since then she's been quite a scene in Veni Vedi Veni and is always shining.

Extra-Normal Ability:
None at the moment.

Phillis W. Schmidt

[35 | Phillis Willow Schmidt (Nee Flowers) | Female]

Description:
Phillis the frustrated and beleaguered wife of Blake Schmidt who was originally a model that Blake picked up when he was young. Phillis is a pretty tall Caucasian woman at five-eleven and called stunning by a large group of people. She had two children with the man but the pain of being constantly cheated on burns her. So far her husband has been caught up in so many scandals and other accusations that she had to delete herself off social media due to the harassment. It's all rumors, but Blake has been throwing a lot of money their way... and that's proof enough.

Extra-Normal Ability:
Awakened - Pleasure Negating Field.
After a chance encounter with Maya Choi, Phillis Awakened with the ability to create a bright pink light around herself that removes a person's ability to feel physical pleasure. It doesn't work on Extra-Normals due to Emotional-Fields but unfortunately, it works on Blake just fine.

Frederick R. Wheeler

[26 | Frederick Rick Wheeler | Male]

Description:
A member of the Greenwood Vampire Coven and a certified redneck. He's been converted by the leader of the Coven known as "Pa" but he has his own agendas. Frederick is more or less the leader of the Greenwood Coven and he uses them for good things: Like buying drugs, getting drunk and acting a fool, and other shenanigans. So far Frederick has been the subject of at least nine different Florida Man articles.He's a pretty tall young man at six-five and is... not the best built. He's got a gut and what doesn't help is his nasty beard, but if he opens his mouth you'll see his fangs. Currently, he works for Blake Schmidt.

Extra-Normal Ability:
Afflicted - Vampire
Frederick has abilities consistent with the rest of the Greenwood Coven: He's strong, fast, tough, can regenerate, and access a stronger bat form.

James E. Evans

[23 | James Evan Evans | Male]

Description:
Probably the less disgusting of the three. James is usually a shirtless man that walks around in nothings but jeans or jorts, but he's pretty short at like five-four. He works out a lot so he's pretty in shape, but it's probably the drugs that keep him busy. He thinks himself as the brawn of the three but he's actually the wild card. Due to all the drugs he takes he does some real crazy shit and has been subject of more Florida Man articles than everyone combined. If he didn't take drugs he'd probably be the most competent of the three, but Florida does things to people. Works for Blake alongside Jordan and Frederick.

Extra-Normal Ability:
James has abilities consistent with the rest of the Greenwood Coven: He's strong, fast, tough, can regenerate, and access a stronger bat form.

Jordan T. Burke

[19 | Jordan Trevor Burke | Male]

Description:
This crayon eater is Jordan Burke. The youngest and probably the stupidest of the three. He follows Frederick because he's lonely and lost all his money simping for strippers and Instagram thots. So he deals dope with the rest of the Greenwood Coven. Unlike the other two; he doesn't take drugs so would have an excuse for being batshit crazy. But his brand of crazy is Florida-bred and while and he's the subject of twelve Florida Man articles (One for stealing all the cats out of an animal shelter). Works for Blake alongside Frederick and James.

Extra-Normal Ability:
Jordan has abilities consistent with the rest of the Greenwood Coven: He's strong, fast, tough, can regenerate, and access a stronger bat form.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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“I’ve hardly touched it. I don’t know about turning invisible but it won’t be hard for me to buy you drinks. Just gotta make sure nobody notices. I wasn’t joking about the drinks being on me.”

Maya

"Thanks, Sugar!" Taylor said with a smug grin as she grabbed it and took a sip without a second thought. It looked like coke but she tasted something strong. It was cheeky as fuck; it was coke but it had vodka in it. Taylor was such an alcoholic that she could tell. Still, Taylor knew that these bars and types didn't fuck around with underaged drinking. If they saw her drinking that could spell the end of their night, but it wasn't like they couldn't haul ass to the next place. Not that the bartenders were paying attention to them; they were surrounded by so many sweaty, horny, alcoholics that they were going back and forth.

"I doubt they're gonna notice," Taylor shrugged. "And if they do, we can always cut n' run."

"Let's drink, dance, and give these girls the cash they deserve! Who else is here?"

"Hell yeah!" Though, Taylor was trying to leave out a snide comment. The girls deserved something for being so brave as to shake their asses on stage, but she could see herself up there. Heh. Taylor shrugged yet again because she hardly knew any of these girls. So she didn't have a clue who was with them and who wasn't. She just shrugged. "I think the other two chicks are 'round here somewhere!" Taylor took a sip of her booze and felt the alcohol content hit her.

However, the DJ's booming voice interrupted their conversation:

"Coming up on the stage is Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiberty!"

And who walked on the stage elicited a raised eyebrow and a smirk from Taylor.

"... And her."

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At least she was already drunk.

Madison sat down on the stool staring at her reflection while trying to arrange her earrings properly - She shook her head as she just gave up. Well, Madison knew that, at the very least, with this outfit on they wouldn't pay attention to her ears. She felt like shit right now, a headache, nausea and she took every alcohol remedy known to man to avoid throwing up. It wasn't the first time nor was it going to be the last time she did this, however she had to make it through the night. Madison stared at herself in the mirror.

... I don't even know who I'm looking at.

Madison sighed as she looked down and tears were about to fall down her face.

"Hey, Muchacha!" Madison heard the heavily accented voice and turned her head to see her good friend Lupe Riveria. Wearing a see-through red outfit but not as nice as her own. "What's up with you, lately? You've been..."

"What?" Madison questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"... Down," Lupe answered.

"Shit happens, Lupe," Madison answered with a sigh. "... And I've had a lot to drink."

"Sistaaaaa!" Lupe extravagantly said, "You know you get drunk once you get here."

"Can I have some space please?" Madison asked.

"Sure, sure..." Lupe said with a cheeky smile on her face. "... It's just your turn to go on stage."

Shit. Madison thought to herself as she didn't want to go out on stage right now, but she sighed as she got up and walked down that hallway to the stage. "Go, Muchacha! Show 'em what you're made up!" Lupe laughed as Madison ignored her... but didn't notice her laughter suddenly being cut off. The only thing on her mind was the stage... and she walked through the curtains to her adoring crowd. Having a hardened and sultry look on her face as their eyes were all over here... and they didn't bother her in the slightest. Right now she couldn't feel anything other than an intense desire to get this over with.

Just shake her ass on stage for a few songs, make a few cute eyes, and call it good. She walked up to the pole as people already started throwing dollars on the stage, as she grabbed on with both hands and spun around. The people in front of her were merely faceless bodies. Though some looked kinda familiar, her head was not in the right place to care.

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However, there was another insidious plot going on in the back of the club... in the basement of the club. Lupe, Madison's friend, was carried through the club with duct tape on her mouth and then thrown on the floor of the basement. She was violently thrashing around, but she was already bound and gagged... and not in a fun way. On the floor, she noticed various glowing symbols and other sigils, and then she looked up at her captors... three rednecks, more or less.

"Shit," Frederick said as he looked at the other two. "The fuck were we supposed to do again?"

"We capture a bunch of these bitches-" The one to his left, James, answered.

... Bitches?! Lupe seethed but she had a hard time doing it through the duct tape on her face. She raised her head.

"-And then we draw all these symbols." James shrugged.

"Should we call Blake again?" Jordan asked.

"And make him think we're stupid or something?" Frederick answered.

"How about we grab some more..." Frederick then started thinking, "Wait why it gotta be strippers?"

"They strippers," James answered, "Ain't no one gonna miss them!"

"No, but why specifically?"

James shrugged.

"The Outsider said, twenty women."

"... Are you sure that's a woman?" James answered. "I've seen some freaky stuff befo-"

That was when Lupe started angrily saying some very mean things but they were muffled underneath her face mask.

Jordan threw a thumb in her direction."... She looks a little pissed off."

"I'll keep watch," James said. "You two just grab some more girls."

They both nodded as they went on.

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The DENS finished for the day and decided to get some R&R... And Meifeng found herself heading back to her nifty little hotel room. Like she usually found herself doing these nights, she was in a white bathrobe with nothing else on, lying down on her bed playing on her cellphone. Probably until she fell asleep... she wanted to get out there and find Annabelle but they needed rest. And maybe some relaxation. She was playing a slot machine app on her phone and was just... relaxed as they could get. Her family was probably asleep but given that they're young they're definitely up way later than she is. Meifeng sighed as she was all alone until her phone buzzed.

Cin-Cin 8:02 PM
Hey Mei do you want to hang out?

Me 8:02 PM
Of course where do you want to go

Cin-Cin 8:03 PM
No casinos Im sick of those

Me 8:04PM
There's a strip club not too far away lol

Cin-Cin 8:07 PM
Oh my God we're NOT going to a strip club you nut lol

Me 8:08 PM
Remember all the good times we had during your bridal shower

Cin-Cin 8:11 PM
I wish you could see my face right now

Cin-Cin 8:13 PM
Fine I'll go. Veni Vedi Veni?

Me 8:15 PM
yup meet you there, sis

Soldiers of Fortune

Morag Nog

Age:
26

Race:
Orc

Gender/Pronouns:
Female - She/Her.



Appearance:
A statuesque Orcess. Much like other orcs, Morag-Nog is taller than humans. Standing at a solid 6'4, and weighing 250, her very thick bones add curvature to her body. Broad shoulders, thick limbs, all accentuated by her thick muscles that are common to all orcs. She's an imposing force, the kind of Orcess you don't want to meet in a dark alley. Or else you might get your balls strung up on a rope. However, plenty of that intimidating factor disappears once she starts talking - that, or they see her choice of clothing. Now, Morag-Nog has typical orc characteristics; thick green skin that has been scarred many times. There are plenty of other blade scars that aren't as severe, all over her, but I don't feel like describing them all! Her head is diamond-shaped, with a very thick and strong jaw. That jaw accents her underbite, two large, razor-sharp tusks. With thick, red lips that are of a lighter hue, and a small, triangle-shape, and a hooked nose. Her eyes are large, and olive color, usually having an annoying glare to them directed at the world. Her ears are large, round, and very pointed at the tips. Finally, Morag-Nog's head is bald but she has various tattoos on her body.

Attire:
Morag-Nog dresses with class - defying all stereotypes about orcs. Morag-Nog wears dresses and puts on jewelry. The kind of outfits that look more in place with royalty. That's when she's out on the town. When she's at home or inventing, she goes for the more practical outfits. Or practical for this time era. I don't know shit.

Outward Personality:
Morag-Nog is a classy, yet hard-assed and overtly judgemental. Morag-Nog has a veil of elegance, class, and always being in control of her emotions at all times. Usually, Morag-Nog is the strong silent type that keeps her mouth shut until it's needed. Of course, she's the kind of person that has a low tolerance for idiots and people who do the opposite. Usually, she's the first one to attempt to shut them up (most morons keep running their mouths). Morag-Nog is a woman of knowledge and changing perceptions... she wants to improve the life of Orcs and all other species and she believes that's through advancing technology. She is always out seeking to find new technologies and other knowledge to improve her life. However, Morag-Nog has a bit of a bias against the Darklings... seeing them as oppressors and vicious beings.

Backstory:
The story of Morag-Nog begins in Dolorod, specifically the easternmost part with all the rich merchants and stuff. She was born as a slave, never met her parents nor did she even have a name. The slavers were vicious, brutal people, who instilled discipline and order in her and many others in an attempt to drive up to her value a bit. It was a rough time but Morag-Nog tried her best to interact with and socialize with other slaves - until she was bought. It was by wealthy merchants out in a place known as Kadia that got rich by falling into money and trading with other businesses. She was brought into their house as a servant... however, the experience was stranger than she thought. She was made to clean and cook around the house but she was also taught academics and other basic skills. Eventually, she came to be treated as one of their kids and was apart of their family.

There was something wrong here... whenever her family had or attended a gathering; she was brought up a lot as if she was a mere accomplishment, and she heard the word "civilized a lot". Morag-Nog brushed that off, but she was a very studious Orcess that didn't waste time in absorbing as much knowledge as she could. The coastal kingdom of Kadia had a lot of different interesting people... and eventually came across a human woman named Draya at a marketplace. Draya was a very eccentric but interesting and intelligent woman and she was more than happy to show Morag-Nog her inventions. The two parted ways, but Morag-Nog was interested in her and eventually found herself coming back for more. Morag-Nog, inspired by the woman, tried to drift towards being an inventor but it was hard given how the knowledge was hard to come by.

Eventually, Morag-Nog asked Sarah to be her apprentice and the eccentric Sarah was more than welcoming of the idea... as it was stroking her ego knowing that some rich brat wanted to learn from her. The young Morag-Nog and the Draya spent a lot of time together, in fact, most of the former's free time was spent with her. Morag-Nog ended up on the road to becoming the world's greatest inventor. However, in their interactions, Morag-Nog got some different perspectives from Draya. After all, you're bound to pick up on some stuff after spending a lot of time. And soon enough, Morag-Nog learned the truth: that her parents didn't love or care about her (or did they?). She was adopted as something to flaunt over the rest of the rich families that they rescued and "civilized" a disgusting orc out of the wastes. It all came together, everything finally made sense: the looks, the comments, and everything in between finally had a rationalization in Morag-Nog's head.

After a certain point, she just left the Kingdom of Kadia in the dead of the silent night with what she could carry with her. She only told Draya the inventor before she went on a long journey from one place to another on her way to the Orc homeland, Ignion. Of course, it wasn't what she thought it was... the exact details get messed up but she found the home of the Orcs. She found herself the Orc tribes and introduced herself as a freed slave and they took her in... of course she had to work for it. Morag-Nog went from a royal to a farmhand, and in the pursuit of finding her people and true culture, anything was worth it. It was difficult going from the privileged lifestyle to the more rough and rustic one.

And the Orcs didn't exactly like her because she wasn't, well, raised in their ways and made up various insults and nicknames. However, she tried to press on because she really couldn't go back home. She was trained in the Orcish ways of combat and their culture as she tried to integrate into their society... and failed. It was seeming hopeless... then she was drafted into the Orc's little war against the Darklings. She had little idea what the war was even about, something about the taxes being too damn high. Either way, Morag-Nog honed her combat knowledge by fighting the Darklings, participating in various top-secret raids on their farms, and the siege that went wrong... the Siege of Brimshard.

Morag-Nog was there and it was a horrible, bloody affair... that told her that she had no place with the orcs, either. She was one of the survivors, and after the Siege Morag-Nog once again, cut and run. However, she eventually linked up with a mercenary company known as the Iron Pride... it was time for her to start doing what she wanted and that was do all sorts of wonderful things for the world. Acting as a mercenary would allow her to travel the lands and get a little bit of money on the side. On her travels, Morag-Nog created her signature weapon: the Tusk, and she's been with the company for about six years.

Skills:
Morag-Nog is intelligent, an inventor, and an okay-ish fighter. She's better at shooting stuff than those up-close encounters, though.

Magic:
No Magni.

Weaponry:
So far Morag-Nog's magnum opus is the: The Tusk. It's more or less a repeating crossbow created from several different parts. It's a rapid-fire crossbow without getting into the mumbo jumbo. It's still a rudimentary weapon that needs work, but it has an effective range of around fifty meters and a max range three times that (though hitting something from a hundred and fifty meters would probably not do a whole lot against armor). It can fire a barrage of around twelve arrows before Morag-Nog needs to reload, but she modified it to be able to take most kinds of arrows.

But if someone gets too close she has an ax.

Other:

Soldiers of Fortune

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