MarshiestMallow

unveiling the shadows -Open, and accepting characters

Tabitha and Mercy

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Location: Transylvania, Romania
Time and date: 1300, 12th of March, 2017

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Tabitha was on a plane. She didn't much like planes, finding it strange how something that heavy could fly especially when you added the people to it. The people… their scents so alluring… she could hear the blood rushing through the veins of the human next to her, the beating of their heart. She could smell it. She wanted it. Tabitha had fed just before the flight, feeding on an elk she had hunted down, but human blood… there really was nothing quite like it. She tried to turn her mind onto why she was on a plane to Romania. She hadn't seen her sister in decades. It had really only occurred to her a few months ago. Time moved so differently for her… she would know if her sister was dead. She just would. They'd been together over one thousand three hundred years after all. She knew she could get distracted… and she tended to be all over the place… but surely she would know? She frowned, staring out the window. She played with a bracelet on her wrist, letting her mind wander. It certainly was good at wandering. But it kept on coming back to her sister. She thought she would have known when… no don't go there. Mercy would be alive. She had to be. Or Tabitha would be completely lost. And alone. Which terrified her of course.

When was this flight going to end?

Jigging her leg up and down, Tabitha received some looks for her edginess. She was small enough and when she didn't put any thought into her appearance, she looked like a kid. She was quite sure a lot of people were thinking where her parents were. She rolled her eyes, and looked to the ceiling. If only they knew…

Knew that she could tear their heads off.

She grimaced, and tried to simply forget that she was on a plane. The landing could not come quick enough, and she barreled her way out, becoming first off. Tabitha checked her map, pursing her lips, she began to run. Tabitha was fast. She got to Transylvania in no time flat, thinking to herself of course it would be Transylvania. Where humans thought vampires would exist.

Ironic.

She frowned again, looking over the crypts. Her research had led her here and she didn't know what she would do if it was a false lead… she needed her sister. She couldn't live without her. So she just wouldn't be dead.

Tabitha wouldn't allow her to be.

Starting to search through the crypts, Tabitha stayed focused, searching-breaking into many of them she tried not to cause any serious damage, or noticeable at least. She moved fast, blinking as she recognized a scent, that of a turning vampire. But that wasn't what she was here for. Mercy… she smashed open another crypt, and there her sister was.

“Mercy!” Tabitha cried with relief, trotting over to Mercy she poked her in the check, “come on, you've slept long enough! Time to get up and move it! We got things to do, Mercy!” Tabitha poked her again, giving a soft sigh, before letting her hands trail to the dagger embedded in Mercy. She snarled at the thing, reaching over to clasp the hilt, she tugged it free, and flung the distasteful thing into the corner of the crypt. “Vile disgusting thing”

The very moment the dagger was pulled free of her chest, Mercy’s body fell forward in a slump, her knees giving way from underneath her causing her shoulder to hit up against the wall of the crypt she had been trapped in, a single hand coming up and her palm pressing against it as she attempted to catch her bearings.

What the hell had happened..? How long had she been stuck here for..?

The last she remembered, she’d been arguing with Kyran… again. It wasn’t something new; the both of them were known to butt heads over even the simplest of things; but this time, it had been different… this time, he’d been more serious than she could ever remember him being before in the past. Long story made short, he wanted her… wanted her for himself- her title, her bloodline, her looks; for the pure fact of having something that his younger brother had lost out on when he had passed away… and just like Kyran; he expected her to just sit down, and to comply with what he wanted.

But that just wasn’t who she was…

“..y-you’re telling me…” Shutting her eyes tightly, Mercy took a few moments to herself, her long chocolate-brown locks falling forward and over her shoulder, hiding her face from view altogether as she stood herself back up straight, her head lifting up so that her gaze met with that of her little sister; her normally warm and loving dark brown eyes now blood-red, her skin paler than normal, the almost blackened veins over her face showing her for what she truly was: a vampire… and an original one at that, “..Tabi… how long have I have been out..?”

Tabitha watched, relieved as Mercy wasn’t dead, moving almost as soon as the dagger was removed, Tabitha refrained from hugging her just yet. She hesitated when Mercy asked the question, but she knew she couldn’t lie. It wasn’t like the outside world was like it had been even ten years ago. Technology had allowed the advancement of so many things… Tabitha shifted, looking away from Mercy, feeling like in some way she had failed her sister. She drew patterns in the dust on the ground with her foot, before speaking.

“It’s been a few decades… I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner… I just got distracted and without you around… time just… blurred… I finally managed to complete something… but when I went to show you… you weren’t there, and then I realised how much time had passed… and then did everything I could to find you… I’m sorry Mercy”

She didn’t look to her sister, instead she turned slightly, taking out some things from the bag she had there, making it seem like that took a lot of attention as she sorted through papers and finally taking out a passport, clutching it to her, the thing was, of course, fake. Mercy hadn’t been around for the invention of the damn things, but Tabitha was excellent with faking the documents. She held the passport more so to remind herself that she hadn’t forgotten it.

“I’m so sorry… Are… are you okay…? What… what happened…?”

“..Kyran happened…” Choosing to ignore the fact that her sister hadn’t noticed her missing for almost a century, Mercy instead chose to skip ahead, answering Tabitha’s question about what had actually happened to have her land in the situation she was currently in, “..after Samael… I-... I don’t know, it was as though something changed; Kyran became more… intense; more forceful towards me.”

Curling her fingers over against the wall of the crypt, her nails scraped over the cement, leaving behind obvious scratches as she pushed away, each step shaky as she tried to close the gap that was left between her and her sister, her free hand reaching out to rest over her shoulder before she kept moving, her feet slowly carrying her towards the exit, “He wanted me- it was as simple as that. I said no, and he got aggressive… when I wouldn’t see things his way, he became worse; physical... I felt something go through me, and that’s the last I remember until now…”

Tabitha frowned watching Mercy, and shook her head over the story. If she'd known… well, that was neither here nor there. She went over to Mercy, and pondered for a moment merely sweeping her up, but knew it was probably better all around to not have her, a pint-sized woman, carrying someone she had no right to unless you knew she was a vampire.

“We should get you some blood, it's a long flight…” She said, frowning still, feeling like she was forgetting something Tabitha suddenly darted to collect the dagger- they couldn't leave it where anyone could find it and perhaps use it on one of them again, she grimaced disgusted, but wrapped it up in her jacket. She'd figure out how to get it through customs… maybe a bit of compulsion. “And you probably need it to get back to full strength”

She made her way back to Mercy again, “We need to go back to Carson city… something's happening there…”

Carson city..?

Turning her head back so that she was able to look over her shoulder at her sister, Mercy’s soft pink lips parted ever so slightly as she let her eyes linger upon her figure, her blood-red eyes holding her own for a few more moments as if to say ‘are you kidding me’ before eventually, she shook her head lightly from side to side, causing her long chocolate brown locks to brush back and forth across her back, “..no…”

Turning her head back around to the front, she began to follow the path towards the light of the sun entering the tomb, her eyes squinting ever so slightly as the sun’s rays hit her figure, blinding her for a few moments as she did her best to adjust to it after having spent centuries cooped up in the darkness, “..Carson city is your thing, Tabi… besides, I’ve been gone too long; I need to get back to my children, and my work.”

Tabitha frowned, a little hurt, put out, she looked away and pondered what to say a moment. She gave a sigh, then said “I’m not going there just for a visit, Mercy. There’s been disturbing reports, and I think a war might break out. The world doesn’t need a Supernatural war. Do you think it’s a coincidence it starts in the very first city that thrived from our handle of it?” She shoved her hands in her pockets, always feeling like a little kid.

“There are some original wolves, and, I think, Original Vampires there, not to mention the groups of witches, the pack, and one of the largest vampire covens, in that city alone. If war breaks out, it’s a good place for it to start”

She knew she’d go by herself if she really had to. She might make a botch of it, but she’d go, she’d try and she’d do her best. “You know I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important...With planes” She grimaced over the word, as if it was something disgusting to say, “We can travel all over and you could check on your things...but this is...this is...important”

Choosing to stay silent as her sister explained her worry, Mercy-Rose closed her eyes, her brows furrowing both in slight frustration and hunger as she thought over what Tabitha was saying.... So, that was why she’d come and gotten her… Carson city- their city- was in trouble… of course it had nothing to do with the fact that she’d been staked through the chest for the last god knew how many years; oh no, their city needed them…

Why wouldn’t she want to jump at the chance of getting herself caught in the middle of a war..?

“..Tabi, I-...” Turning herself around slightly, she once more allowed her hunger-filled gaze to meet with her sisters, though the very moment she did she regretted her decision. Never in the past had she been able to say no to her little sister; especially when it came to something that meant a lot to her like this did. Oh, the joys of having a sibling…

“..Tabi, I haven’t stepped foot in Carson for many years…” Lowering her gaze away from that of her sister, she paused for a moment, a single hand lifting up so that she could run her fingers back through her long locks, forcing them back off of her face before she once more brought her full attention back to Tabitha, “..look; if this is really that important to you… then I’ll go with you…”

Tabitha let out a slow breath, not needing the air, but the motion was oddly reassuring. Comforting. Such a human way of reassurance, yet... She knew that after so many years, it would have been easy to distance herself from emotions. Tabitha had...dove into them you could say. Noticing that she was letting her thoughts wonder, she blinked and looked back to Mercy.

“Thank you” She said softly, before glancing away again. She rocked back on her heels, biting her lip as she tried to figure out what to say. “Mercy...I didn’t realise how much time had passed...and...well, I...I didn’t let things fall apart though...There’s so many ways of keeping in contact now…” Which probably wasn’t important right then.

“I’m sorry…”

Taking a few steps closer to her sister, Mercy-Rose lifted both her hands up, placing them lightly against her shoulders in order to gain her attention, though when she didn’t get it, she brought a single hand up, hooking her chin lightly with her fingers before she lifted it up, forcing her to meet her gaze once more.

“Stop… okay; this wasn’t your fault, and besides, none of this matters now. What happened; it’s in the past, and it’s time to move forward.”

Closing the gap between the both of them, she leant herself closer, her lips gentle… lovingly as she pressed them against the centre of her sister’s forehead, holding the action for a spell before she pulled away, her back once more turning as she faced the light of the sun once more, a soft hiss escaping from somewhere within as she took a few steps out into the daylight, “..but first, I need to feed; then we can go to Carson… and I can get away from Kyran…”

Taking a moment, she turned her head so that she was once more looking back at her sister from over her shoulder, her lips parting from one another to reveal the sharp fangs usually kept hidden from sight.

“So tell me, little sister… did you bring me a snack..?”

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@YoshiSkittlez@BlackPanther@Zhaliora@Kyrisse@chiru@Masaki Haruna@Vicier

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unveiling the shadows -Open, and accepting characters

My characters will equal six once I'm done, so...lets make that the max XD

unveiling the shadows -Open, and accepting characters

Supernatural Hunters

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Lily Walker

Lily Walker

~General information~

Name
Lily Walker

Age
twenty one

Gender
Female

Place of Origin
Kansas

Species
Human-Supernatural Hunteress

Appearance

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status:
Single

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Partner:
None

Pet/s:

Other:

~Personal Information~

Personality:

Lily is really a free sprit, she is often the life of the pary, but is less interested in the sheer excitement and the pleasure of the moment and more interested in enjoying the soical and emotional connections that she can make. She is charming, independent, energetic and compassionate.

More then just a sociable people pleasure, Lily is shaped by her intuitive nature, allowing her to read between the lines with curioisity and energy. She tends to see life as a big, complex puzzle where everything is conencted, seeing it as a aprism of emotion, compassion and mysticism, always looking for a deeper meaning.

If she finds a cause that sparks her imagination, she will bring an energy that oftentimes thrusts her into the spotlight. She dislikes administrarive tasks and routine maintence, and her self-esteem is dependent on her ability to come up with original solutions, and she needs the freedom tobe innovative. She can quickly lose patients or become dejected if she finds herself trapped in a boring role.

Luckily, she knows how to relax, and is perfectly capable of switching from a passionate, driven idealist in the workplace to that imaginative and enthusiastic free spirit, often with a suddenness that can surprise even her closest companions.

She uses all this to work hard in her hunting, and to do well, finding the lifestyle both a joy and a burden.

Skills:
Lily is trained in many weapons, guns, knives and daggers.
She is skilled at yoga

Abilities

s supernaturally gifted hunters, members of the Brotherhood of the Five are endowed with peak or above human physical abilities, such as strength, speed, agility, reflexes, and endurance. This includes a natural affinity with weapons combat and hunting. Hunter's Mark: the hunter's mark located on their right arm. In its incomplete form, the mark is invisible to all save for fellow supernatural hunters or potential hunter. In its complete form, the mark is visible to all and in it is the map and key to the Tomb of Silasalong with the story of the first immortal depicted on itssymbols. As such, the map also leads to The Cure for immortality. It grows upon their initial vampire kill, marking their activation from potential to supernatural hunter.

Lily's mark has only just begun.

Hunter's Curse: Supernatural have the ability to inflict powerful and extremely realistic hallucinations onto vampiric beings who kill them. Once struck, the curse will consume said victim, tormenting them until they are driven to kill themselves. The only known way to lift the curse is to activate a potential hunter, by allowing them to kill their first vampiric creature (whether a vampire or a hybrid) and grow Hunter's Mark. 

Peak Physical Condition: Supernatural Hunters possess bodily functions that are enhanced to the pinnacle of human conditioning.

Peak or above Human Strength: Supernatural Hunters possess superior strength that makes them stronger than humans but below that of newborn vampires. That said,they can still hold themselves in a fight It is unknown if they are stronger thanwerewolves in human form.

Peak Human Speed: Supernatural Hunters possess peak-human speed, though it is unknown if they are superhuman. They are shown to be able to draw their weapons quickly and are fast enough to catch vampires by surprise before they can react.

Peak Human Stamina: Supernatural Hunters of the Five possess peak-human stamina. This is not largely controllable and often occurs as a burst of energy within a Hunter, but they can run for dozens of miles and not lose breath and can physically exert themselves at peak capacity for several hours without resting before showing signs of fatigue.

Peak Human Endurance: Supernatural Hunters can endure more physical stress than the average person. They can tolerate large amounts of physical pain such as being shot, stabbed repeatedly, burned with high heat, and beatings than that of an ordinary person. They can remain calm through stressful and painful situations, can tolerate extreme hunger, unbearable thirst and the strong urge to sleep.

Peak Human Reflexes: Supernatural Hunters possess peak-human reflexes. They have demonstrated superior reaction time to those of humans and can dodge offensive attacks, evade strikes from beings with super speed and dodge multiple gunfire with ease, though not fast enough to contend with the Original Vampires.

Invulnerable Mind: Upon activation, a Supernatural Hunter's mind becomes immune to all mental intrusions. This includes an Immortal's advanced psychic powers, compulsion by Vampires, Hybridsand Original Vampires, and Spirit Possession by Witches.

Biography:
Lily was born to supernatural hunters. Her mother died birthing her, leaving her father to raise her. It was certainly an interesting childhood, growing up learning how to fight, kill and capture supernatural creatures. She amazing at figuring out puzzles, has little regard for the law-she often breaks it in helping her hunt dangerous creatures, Lily became an excellent huntress.

She also had the life of a normal child, going to school, making friends, and generally being normal. She was charismic, and popular at school, despite the odd behaviours she sometimes had. She enjoyed her life, and had no qualms about it. Her father managed to give her a normal life for eighteen years, and then when she went off to college, she killed her first vampire. The Vampire had been attacking one of her classmates, and Lily simply acted.

Leaving school, unable to stay there, Lily instead sought to become a police officer, after making her way to Carson City.

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Lana Creed

Lana Creed

~General information~

Name Lana Creed
Age 23
Gender Female
Place of Origin Chicago, Illinois
Species Supernatural Huntress
Appearance

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single
Sexuality: Unknown - She falls in love with someone's heart, not with what's in their pants.
Partner: None
Pet/s: None
Other: She is descended from Corann as his granddaughter, though has never met him.

~Personal Information~

Personality:
Lana has two sides to her, though is far from having a split personality. She has a "business" side that most people see, and a "her" side that she'll expose should she feel comfortable enough in a situation.

Lana's "business" side is a very hardened, tough exterior that goes well with her determination when it comes to getting something done, no matter the cost. She is a girl of results, finding no better satisfaction in completing a job and getting payed well for it. The jobs she takes, however, is far from legal in the eyes of the regular human world, but it doesn't stop her advances in the least.

She herself has quite a few mixed emotions when it comes to the Supernatural world, however when it comes to the job she has been hired for, she puts her own beliefs aside for the prospect of getting paid. Lana has stalked, broken into places, destroyed private property, injured and even killed Supernaturals to see ends meet, and though when showcasing this particular side of her it seems that it doesn't bother her, nothing could be further from the truth.

On the rare occasion when she can just be herself, Lana is a social butterfly with a spunky, flirty personality. She is oftentimes referred to as the life of the party and when she doesn't have any jobs lined up for her, she has no problems finding things to do on her own, always with some kind of booze in her system.

Overall, Lana is fierce and determined with a fire lit in her soul that keeps her going, no matter what. She's brave beyond what any normal human could be and has an extremely hard time opening up about herself to other people. Her position in life has made her a very paranoid individual, always believing that someone has a motive against her should she show the slightest amount of weakness.

Abilities:
Supernatural Hunters, also known as Supernatural Huntresses or Hunters for short, are humans who are endowed with supernatural abilities to hunt and kill Supernaturals (Vampires, Werewolves, Witches and so on) through magical means. They are considered a supernatural species despite being humans and reside in The Other Side when they die. It is unknown if Lana has inherited any of her grandfather's abilities.

Hunter's Mark: Lana possesses a mystical tattoo known as the hunter's mark located on her right arm. In its incomplete form, the mark is invisible to all save for fellow supernatural hunters or potential hunters. In its complete form, the mark is visible to all and in it is the map and key Lana doesn't quite understand along with the story of the first immortal depicted on its symbols. Supposedly, the map leads to The Cure for immortality and a few other areas of note that a Huntress would need to know about. Lana's mark expands every time she kills a Supernatural and will appear whenever a fellow Hunter or Huntress dies. The tattoo is an indicator on any Hunter where their level of skill is in terms of hunting Supernaturals.

Hunter's Curse: Supernatural Hunters have the ability to inflict powerful and extremely realistic hallucinations onto vampiric beings who kill them. Once struck, the curse will consume said victim, tormenting them until they are driven to kill themselves. The only known way to lift the curse is to activate a potential hunter, by allowing them to kill their first vampiric creature (whether a vampire or a hybrid) and grow the Hunter's Mark.

Peak Physical Condition: Supernatural Hunters possess bodily functions that are enhanced to the pinnacle of human conditioning.

Peak or above Human Strength: Supernatural Hunters possess superior strength that makes them stronger than humans but below that of newborn vampires. That said, they can still hold themselves in a fight. It is unknown if they are stronger than werewolves in human form, but Lana has been able to hold her own against a few in her life.

Peak Human Speed: Supernatural Hunters possess peak-human speed, though it is unknown if they are superhuman. They are shown to be able to draw their weapons quickly and are fast enough to catch vampires by surprise before they can react.

Peak Human Stamina: Supernatural Hunters possess peak-human stamina. This is not largely controllable and often occurs as a burst of energy within a Hunter, but they can run for dozens of miles and not lose breath and can physically exert themselves at peak capacity for several hours without resting before showing signs of fatigue.

Peak Human Endurance: Supernatural Hunters can endure more physical stress than the average person. They can tolerate large amounts of physical pain such as being shot, stabbed repeatedly, burned with high heat, and beatings than that of an ordinary person. They can remain calm through stressful and painful situations, can tolerate extreme hunger, unbearable thirst and the strong urge to sleep.

Peak Human Reflexes: Supernatural Hunters possess peak-human reflexes. They have demonstrated superior reaction time to those of humans and can dodge offensive attacks, evade strikes from beings with super speed and dodge multiple gunfire with ease, though not fast enough to contend with the Original Vampires.

Invulnerable Mind: Upon activation, a Supernatural Hunter's mind becomes immune to all mental intrusions. This includes an Immortal's advanced psychic powers, compulsion by Vampires, Hybrids and Original Vampires, and Spirit Possession by Witches.

Skills:
Social Prowess: With her day job, Lana has learned really quick how to become a people person and how to make people she doesn't even care about feel good and even make them laugh. Even if she doesn't mean it, she can put up quite a convincing front that can leave you to believe that she is your best friend and will always be there for you.

Bartender: Only having been legal to drink for a few years, Lana managed to land herself a bar tending job where the tips are great, the excuse to be a night owl is there, and sometimes even the drinks are free. She can mix up any sort of drink that comes her way and if it isn't something she knows, she learns it.

Accurate: Quite comfortable with her bartender life, Lana spends quite a bit of time in both her bar and others which gave her a lot of time to learn games like darts, pool and beer pong. Being an active participant, even when on the job, Lana has developed a honed skill of accuracy, able to nail a bullseye or sweep an entire rack of cups if she ever so feels like she needs to prove a point.

Biography:
Lana was born into a very normal, only child life. She went to school, played with friends, participated in school activities and sports games and even got on the honor roll... once. Everything was fine until one day, Lana had a passing thought that her mother seemed to be aging much faster than her father. In fact... it didn't appear as though her father had aged at all from as far back as she could remember.

Hesitatingly, Lana approached her parents who gave each other worried looks before sitting her down and telling her something Lana didn't think she could ever believe in. Her father was the son of a Supernatural - a half Druid and half Guardian. After explaining what that meant, exactly, and hearing stories of this supposed grandfather of hers that she never met, her father then went on to explain that some of her grandfather's traits passed down into him and her uncle - most notably a prolonged life. When she asked about why she had never even heard of her grandfather before now, her father then went on to explain that he himself had not seen his father in decades - that he had put himself into a Druid Sleep to overcome the pain of having met his wife again in a different life.

Confused, and also angry, Lana didn't want to hear any more and left to clear her head. It was on that very night that she was approached by a man, seemingly a tweaker, who was begging her for a release. Repulsed, and even just a bit scared, even, Lana ran, but the tweaker was fast - much faster than he should have been - and caught up to her, pinning her against the wall. He began to threaten her, begged her to kill him, and bared his fangs. Stunned, and unsure of just what the hell was going on, the man pulled out a dagger and pressed it to his own chest before grabbing her hand to wrap around the hilt and between the both of them, plunged it into his chest.

Only knowing years later that she had helped to rid a vampire of a curse a Supernatural Hunter had placed upon him, Lana's task of becoming a Supernatural Hunter of her own appeared that night in the form of a small tattoo on her right arm, having killed her first vampire. When returning home and telling her parents everything that had happened, they worriedly sent her away to a "school" for Supernatural Hunters such as herself, as they were incapable of being able to teach her anything more than a cat would.

So Lana spent a good handful of years with strangers, learning how to use these new abilities and to turn her body into a weapon. She has since gone out to find people who have certain needs... certain Supernaturals they no longer want in their lives, and collects a bounty for it. She took on a side job as a bartender to keep suspicions away and to pay the bills when the Supernatural business gets kind of dull. She knows that this isn't what a Supernatural Hunter is supposed to do, but she can't really see herself using her abilities any other way. Part of it she thinks (though will never admit) stems from anger upon a grandfather she has never met who put this on her family. Another part is that she is simply confused and really has no sense of direction. Whatever it is, it keeps her going and learning. She really can't see herself doing anything else.

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Luna Stevenoson
24, 5'4, Female

[ S Y N O P S I S ]

Luna is an easy going woman, however she can be strict. She gives her whole life to her career, that being a nurse, despite the fact she knows more then a doctor. She does what is required, and finally had the chance to join the expedition/s to explore the unknown, providing healthcare when required.

[ A P P E A R A N C E ]

With light brown skin that indicates a mainly indoor existance, with some time outside, Luna has deep green eyes, and short black hair, choosing to keep it short for practicality, then looks. She typically stands tall, showing that she won't bow down easily.

She wears a pair of small earings, reseaved and mostly there because she likes them. True to her trade, her nails are bare, cut short and typically wears clothes that are easy to move around in.

[ P E R S O N A L I T Y ]

Despite her small stature, Luna is nevertheless a very present invidiual. She typically lets her opinion be known, and will protect those that are unable to protect herself. She is a bright, cheerful individual. She can be sarcastic at times, but this is generally when she has reached her ability to be patient.

She doesn't particularly get angry easily, however there are times when she reaches her breaking point, and you wouldn't want to be around her when this happens. With her patients, she can have a stern yet caring bedside manor, and with those she interacts with, she can be cheerful and friendly, but this can change when she reaches her breaking point.

[ H I S T O R Y ]

Luna is no stranger to hardship. Conceived as a result of rape, she was born to a mother who didn't know how to deal with what she had been through, and didn't have anything to give her. So for the first few years of life, Luna grew up in a cold, unloving home, kept alive more as a result of duty then anything else. When her mother killed herself, Luna was essentailly left to herself. Only four years old, she fled the house that had never been her home, Lost, she fell asleep in a ditch that was just big enough for her small body.

She was found in the morning, but a homeless man who had never but the clothes on his back, and a small collection of food. Yet he took Luna in, caring for her, and giving her more love and care then her mother had. She soon learned how to steal, and in time they had a home. Small, run down and dark, it was nevertheless a home. As she grew, Luna learned how to make the place bright, and as her adoptive father would stumble to work each morning, and stumble back, she would cook meals, even as she studied.

She was known as the tramps daughter, and was thus shuned by other kids at school, but she never let this get to her, and soon won the other kids over, with her charm and cooking skills. She soon had a good group of friends, and was doing well in school. Going to college was something she had never dreamed off, and getting in was the best thing in the world for her.

Unable to pay the fees to study to be a doctor, Luna decided to become a nurse and work her way up. Throughout her studies she proved again and again that she was incrediably smart. Upon her graduation, she had many offers for employment, and soon she was working. She proved time and again that she was an exceptional nurse.

Applying for a position on the expedition, Luna's life changed once again.

[ N O T E S / O T H E R I N F O ]

She is an exceptional drawer.

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Name: Michael
Age: 17

Magic:
Celestial Spirit Magic: Beast
Michael can use celestial spirit magic, summoning the spirits of mythical beasts

Current spirits
The Angel Uriel
Uriel is an angelic spirit, one that is easy to laugh, easy to talk with and easy to partner with. His abilities reveal around the use of light magic


The Demon Balthazar
Balthazar is a demonic spirit, a grumpy spirit who loathes that he is bound by a contract. His powers revolve around the use of darkness.


Magic Level:
B

History:
Same as Gabriel's

Personality: Michael is a shy boy, almost painfully so. He gets embarrassed easily, and blushes almost constantly. He doesn't like confrontation. He is a very...stable kind of person. Constant.

Team Members:
None
Three Strengths:
1. Michael is quite strong
2. He sees things, studies situations to see the real meaning behind them
3. Has a good relationship with his spirits
Three Weaknesses:
1. Shy
2. Gets scared easily
3. Gets offended easily

Greatest Love: His brother

Motivation:
to not be so shy

Appearance:
the one on the left
Additional Details:
Will be apart of Dragon Fang [/centre]

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Name: Gabriel

Age:
17

Magic:
Celestial Magic Chinese Zodiac
(Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Goat, Monkey, Rooster, Dog, and Pig.)
Main Spirits
the Rat
The rat is quick-witted, resourceful and versatile.With strong intuition and quick response, The Rat easily adapt themselves to a new environment. With rich imaginations and sharp observation and can take advantage of various opportunities well. The Rat also has a strong curiosity, and they tend to be quite skillful. The Rat's abilities consist of the ability to shift into a smaller version of himself, to get into small spaces, as well as using his claws and teeth in attacks.


The dog
The Dog occupies the eleventh position in the Chinese zodiac. The Dog is Loyal, honest, amiable, kind cautious and prudent. The dog will sacrific himself for his owner, and partners. The dogs abilities consist of a strong sense of smell, and his magic has the ability to change him into a vicious, large, beast-dog.


Magic Level:
B

History:
Gabriel is the oldest of the Celestial Twins. Michael, and Gabriel were raised in a loving home, both giving room to be themselves. However, when their magic was discovered, their parents sent them away, for their own good. They were eight, and both were scared and confused. They were taken in by a man who embraced their magic, and taught them how to use it and respect it. While Gabriel embraced his magic, and revealed in it, Michael was scared of it.

However, both learned their magic, and eventually, they sought to join guilds.

Personality:
Gabriel is a daredevil, a risk taker, loving the adventurous side of life. He is, however, a very loyal person, and loves his brother more then anything. Yet Gabriel is a free spirit.

Team Members: None

Three Strengths:
1.Loyal
2. Gabriel has a quick mind
3. He is quite fast
Three Weaknesses:
1. Perhaps too much of a risk taker
2. Doesn't know when to back down
3. He isn't very strong

Greatest Love: His brother

Motivation:
To find his parents.
Appearance:
The one on the right

Additional Details
Apart of Frenzy Plant.

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Name:
Penny "The Phoenix" Hoff

Age:
22

Magic:
Fire transformation Magic
Penny has the ability to use fire. She does so in a way that incorporates her body, her to become covered in fire, and through this, she can gain flight as she manipulates the fire into a fiery bird. She can use the fire in a multitude of attacks as well in this form.

phoenix slayer magic
Penny, being a phoenix Slayer, has the ability to use Phoenix attacks, such as Phoenix Wing slash, Phoenix Fire, and Phoenix Music. She also has a phoenix form.

Magic Level:
S

History:
Penny was born in a small town, and adopted by a loving family. Her birth mother was young, at that time, just 16 years old, and unattached. She wanted to give her daughter a good life, but Penny learned when she was nearing adolescence that her mother had perished with her husband of eight years, and young son, leaving behind an orphaned daughter. Penny had set out to find her half sister, but after a time, she headed back to her adoptive family.

She soon took the time to learn fire magic, developing the transformation magic that she has made her own, and traveled the land, having fun, and generally enjoying herself, creating memories and adventures. She has just recently come to Magnolia.

Personality:
Penny is a Happy Go-Lucky person. She enjoys the little things in life, and loves to laugh. She is outgoing, bubbly and essentially someone who laughs a lot. While she tends to keep things playful, she does have a serious side, and for her, that's her family and her friends.

Team Members:N/A

Three Strengths:
_1._Can generally see the best in a situation
_2._She is very friendly
_3._She is physically strong

Three Weaknesses:

_1._ She can sometimes be lonely
_2.._ She doesn't eat meat
_3.._ Her half sister.

Greatest Love:
Her family
motivation:
family

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Name:
Sasha Shin

Age: 19, nearly 20

Magic:
Molding Magic, Ice. She has the ability to create a variety of objects out of ice to be used offensively or defensively. Outside of combat, the user can also change his surroundings using ice, such as covering the ground with ice. She uses a variety of stationary (inanimate) objects, and moving objects such as animals, yet she can not used the complete collection of both. Often times she uses a combination of both, creating things like "Ice Make: Bear shield".

Attacks
Ice make: Bear Shield:A large bear forms, creating a shield in front of Sasha, moving depending on where the attacks come from

Ice Make: Butterfly Cage Multiple butterflies form, to intersect and create a cage.

Ice Make: Bird Bombers:
-multiple birds form, and fall downwards onto an attacker

Ice Make: Floor:
The floor is covered n a thin layer of ice

Ice Make:Tiger impact
A tiger forms like a hammer, and smashes against an attacker, using both body, claws and teeth

Ice Make:Hawk Arrow
A hawk forms, and acts like an arrow, aiming towards the target.

Dragon Slide
A dragon forms and creates an avalanche of boulders down onto a target

Ice queen
Ice Armor forms over Sasha, increasing her magical power and giving her added benefits in battle.

Magic Level:
A

History:
Born from a line of Ice Fishing merchants, Sasha was set to become a merchant herself, until when she was 8, her parents, brother and her fell into the water. She managed to get out, but her family died. Left alone, she was forgotten, and just struggled to survive. It soon became clear to her that she could do things others could not, and she soon figured out, and learned, magic after she was found by an old, white haired man. The man knew magic, similar to what she could do, and she learned from him,hiding her ability outside of him.

When he passed away, she went traveling, coming to Fiore, where she came across the guild, joining in an attempt to finding a place to belong.

Personality:Sasha is kind and caring She is loyal, determined, strong and brave. She will do anything for those she cares about. She can easily laugh and smile, and is desperate to make friends and fit in.

Team Members:
Lazarus

Three Strengths:
1. Enhanced durability to injury and cold weather
2.passionate in things she believes in
3. very creative

Three Weaknesses:
1.Speaks her mind
2. she'll never admit to this, but she can't read very well
3. Short stature
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Greatest Love:
Drawing

Motivation:** Wishes to become something, to be valued by others. Basically, she wants a family.

Appearance:

![Sasha]

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Misty

Misty

Name:
Misty, last name unknown.

Age:
22

Race:
Human

Appearance:
Misty is roughly 5'7, she has light brown skin, a blonde almost silver coloured hair, with deeply blue eyes. Under her left eye, she has a small, crescent shaped scar, and on her right hand what could be a small birthmark of a bird. She typically wears non-descript clothes, prefering to keep to herself then to attract attention to herself.

Social Status:
Misty keeps to herself, and mostly doesn't draw attention to herself, however, flourishing at the acadmey, she does have some standing within the school, although she prefers to try and downplay it.

Relations:
Misty currently has no real relationships. Mostly, she has aquintances, yet as she likes to keep to herself, she doesn't have any serious bonds.

General Activity:
Enjoying keeping her own company, Misty enjoys reading, playing video games, learning her music, and drawing.

Abilities:
Empathy: Misty has a natural ability to "sense"peoples emotions. Whether or not this is a magical ability or simply a sixth sense, Misty does not know, nor is she inclined to find out.

Paramility academy fighting: Misty is learning to marshal this ability, figuring she needs to know how to defend herself, she isn't very good yet, but she is working on it.

Equipment:
Misty doesn't have much in the way of equipment, aside from Shakuntala, whom she has affectionately named Suki, she only has a knife, that she barely knows how to use, and a locket she mainly keeps hidden.

Shakuntala

The instrument Shakuntala is a difficult one to describe. Made of a black and white material, with celtic designs inland over its spine, it is made from two fragments, that of an angel, and a demon. This causes the instrument to be, well, a little unstable, conflicting views and opinions often causing Misty to become frustrated, and typically, while she isn't seen without the small harp, she will set it aside for a time, to adjust to thoughts and feelings that aren't hers. She does well to balance this, however the more she uses Shakuntala, the harder it becomes to know what is her, as she pours more of herself into the instrument.

Shakuntala's abilities range from both supportive roles to destructive roles, depending on which notes she plays. the supportive roles are include a protective shield, that while it isn't very strong, deflects a blow for enough time to give Misty, or anyone with her, the chance to act, and its destructive abilities includes a shadow attack that, more often then not due to Misty's lack of ability to want to cause harm to others, fails. It is almost a simple force of wind, that is shaped by the shadows.

Personality:
Misty is a strong, independent woman. Having never known either of her parents, Misty had learned to be from too young an age. She is also a very compassionate and caring individual, wanting others to be happy. Even when things seemed bad, she always put on a brave face. She is also very optimistic, seeking to see the good in things and what could happen, rather then dwelling on what was happening.

She is quite a bright young woman, intelligent, skillful, diligent strong willed and a bit of a dreamer, Misty keeps hope when no one else does. She has an inner strength she seeks when she feels she can't go on, and is quite dedicated to what she does.

While she is kind, she doesn't show her softer side to too many people, in order not to be taken advantage of. She only shows that side to those she truly cares about.

Biography:
Misty was born, loved, and orphaned in the space of a few moments. Her father had died before she was born, not that Misty knows this, and her mother died a few moments after birthing her. Misty was found, pressed up against her mother, but a passing stranger. She was never sure what happened or how she was found, yet Misty survived against all odds. she never really had a home, or a family, passed from person to person in the small town, she was raised by everyone and no one. She was a bright young child, and didn't want to cause trouble, so she learned at an early age to do what she was told, and generally stay quite and out of sight.

When she was around 16 years of age, Misty stumbled across the small harp, Shakuntala. She wasn't aware of it at the time, but it was one of the magical instruments, long lost to time, or hidden and forgotten about. Misty fell in love with it at once, and she began to learn how to play it, seemingly by ear. Showing a talent for music, she set her hopes and dreams of one day attending the academy, xhe figured it was a false hope.

Unbeknownst to her, the small community gathered together enough money and supplies to send Misty to the acadmey, perhaps giving her the greatest gift she'd ever receive. It took time for her to make her way there, and thus Misty entered the acadmey a little older then she should have, and yet she thrived in the environment. WHen she entered the acadmey, she had just turned twenty

unveiling the shadows -Open, and accepting characters

Oh, if anyone can think of a song for Callie...I'd very much like it