Character(s) Ocean Dwellers

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currently doing a massive revamp of this thread, excuse the mess.
((any templates used in the following posts are not mine, credit is either in the template itself or noted somewhere in the post))

some characters are more developed than others, by virtue of having been used before or because they are a main versus a side. this thread is more to give an idea of the sorts of characters I write rather than a menu.
while I am quite fond of creating unique characters for each new story, I am open to re-using, for lack of a better term, as well as using another as a base.
many characters also have associated pinterest boards, playlists, and more in-depth google doc sheets, feel free to ask about them, this is more of a tasting thread than actual storage for sheets.

love and light
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"how do you still believe in k i n d n e s s . . ."​

threads: 1, pinterest​ Juniper Hawthorne ; ► B A S I C S aliases: Juni age: 20 race: were-coywolf orientation: bisexual ► L O O K S height: five foot even build: lithe, malnourished, strong legs built for running skin: pale, one small mole under right eye, small scattered scars hair: shoulder length at its shortest, mid back at its longest; dark brown that's nearly black, faint waves eyes: hazel, leaning towards green; doll-like, wide and expressive ► P E R S O N A alignment: chaotic good traits: curious, kind, courageous in the face of fear, awkward, socially oblivious likes: music, food of all kinds, peace, the stars dislikes: large crowds, confined spaces, restrictive clothing ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character equally small in her shifted form, less than half the size of a true wolf; capable of shifting outside of the full moon, she spends so much time in her other form, it has begun to bleed into her human form, with canines ever so slightly too pointed to be natural, nails too sharp and strong. rarely seen without a cigarette on her person somewhere when in her human form, lending to her accidental grunge look. her accent is hard to place, from everywhere and nowhere all at once, though there is a soft southern lilt to some words.​ ❖ childhood resulting from a fling between a wandering were-coyote and a werewolf well established in his pack, Juni never knew her father, and doubts he knows of her existence. her mother was always a drifter, and, aside from the first few years of Juni's life, the two continued her roving ways. 'home-schooled' to the best of her mother's ability, she is capable of reading, writing, basic mathematics, and basic science, though if she were to be tested, she's likely at an early high school level in terms of academic knowledge.​ ❖ adolescence nothing of note, though this is the point where her lack of social skills became 'strange' rather than endearing​ ❖ adulthood Juni's entrance to adulthood was marked by first gaining knowledge of her true heritage for the first time in her life, swiftly followed by the violent loss of her mother to Hunters. she could do nothing but run away as her mother was torn apart to protect her, and the guilt eats at her to this day, giving her a spectacular lack of self-preservation instincts when it comes to protecting others. she has continued with the only life she has ever known, wandering from place to place without ever settling, though the solitude is growing tiresome.​ ​ < / >​

. . . because I am k i n d​

 

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clever as the d e v i l . . .​

threads: 1 , pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Marion Quill ► B A S I C S aliases: just Marion age: 23 race: human gender: agender, they them pronouns orientation: pansexual occupation: inventor ► L O O K S height: five feet, seven inches build: willowy, full of sharp edges and harsh angles skin: pale, clearly one who spends most of their time inside, though they can tan hair: the deep black of night, roughly chin length, soft curls that contrast with the sharpness of the rest of them eyes: golden amber, capable of great warmth but more typically cold, observing with a clinical indifference; framed by round glasses ► P E R S O N A alignment: chaotic good, though they come off as more true neutral at first glance traits: analytical, compassionate, strong-willed, manipulative, ruthless, good at heart likes: science, art, the night, the morbid dislikes: crowds, willful ignorance, intolerance ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character down the length of their right ear is a series of golden hoops, often hidden by their hair, but glimpses of the metal can be seen sometimes. their most notable feature, however, is their left arm. instead of flesh and bone, from the elbow down the limb is made of golden metal and a framework of bones, intricately designed, the limb is as much an art piece as it is a prosthetic.​ ❖ childhood born to immigrant parents who fled a country of war to give their child a better chance, Marion knows they are luckier than most. with their parents being highly educated and willing to broker a deal with the government of their new home, they were afforded a much better life than other immigrants, and even some natural citizens. upper middle class from the start, Marion was born with a silver spoon in their mouth, but they were harshly reminded it could be snatched away at any moment. from the time they were old enough to begin to learn, they were pushed viciously into rigorous study, both of academics and societal customs. this afforded them an accelerated course of study.​ ❖ adolescence studying with peers much older than them, Marion could have ended up quite the odd duck. instead, thanks to harsh tutelage, they were perfectly charming, playing into whatever would curry them more favor. at heart, they detested it, but it never showed on their face or in their words. they could become whatever was needed, soft-spoken and gentle in one class, impassioned and bold in another, each as believable as the other. it was in these formative years, they began their own quiet rebellion, delving into studies forbidden to them while playing the role of perfect heir. all was nearly lost when their studies caused the accident that cost them their limb, but even delirious with pain and blood loss, they were able to weave a believable tale that kept their secrets safe. it still nearly cost them their course of study, current prosthetics not nearly advanced enough for the fine-tuned work they would need of theirs, and the world began to look at them with pity. despite the unusually gentle encouragement to play this pity to their advantage, they pushed back against it, refusing to let the world see them as weak. working tirelessly, they designed the prosthetic they currently wear, going through many iterations and trials over the years while remaining stubbornly on the same course of study to prove everyone wrong. it worked, but many still view them with thinly veiled pity.​ ❖ adulthood now fairly well-established in their own right, Marion is much the same as they've always been. relentless in their pursuit of knowledge, mysterious and charming to most of society, they stick more to themself than anything else. they tire of blending into a society they dislike, that refuses to help despite its capability, and their teenage rebellion has only grown. in the quiet of the night, they study what is, at best frowned upon, at worst, illegal, in the name of the greater good for all.​ ​ < / >​

. . . and twice as p r e t t y ​

 

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if nothing saves us from D e a t h . . .​

threads: 1,pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Andromeda ; ► B A S I C S aliases: Meda age: 25 race: human gender: non-binary, she they pronouns orientation: bisexual occupation: survivor ► L O O K S height: five feet, ten inches build: broad and lean, well-defined muscles skin: lightly tan, darkens in the summer; littered with scars of varying severity hair: chocolate brown, wild curls, bluntly cut to chin length eyes: grey with a hint of green, neutrality leans toward coldness ► P E R S O N A alignment: neutral good traits: level-headed, observant, gentle, blunt, stubborn, calculating likes: rain, books, music, solitude dislikes: heat, fish, wide open spaces ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character blunt and gentle in equal measure, Meda is thoroughly a product of life trying to continue under some semblance of normal after the end of the world. difficult to understand, she knows the world is a harsh place, and yet, they still try to make it softer, futile as it seems, in hopes their younger brothers will know less bloodshed and more peace. a warrior in blood and mind, but not in heart, she bears the weight so others do not have to, every scar on her body hard-won, and usually from providing protection to someone else. the wolf who has become a reluctant shepherd, but longs to be a sheep, watched over and kept safe; still, they shoulder their burden without complaint.​ ❖ childhood born after the end of the world into a religious military cult, Andromeda has never known what we would think of as normal. at five, they became an older sibling for the first time, to their brother Orion, and he was followed by Sirius two years later. protective from the jump, she begged to begin her training earlier than the other children, to be able to watch over her brothers as soon as possible. her request was granted as she showed much promise with a natural athleticism and a strategic mind, entering training at the age of seven instead of ten like most.​ ❖ adolescence aside from beginning training early, Meda's adolescence was unremarkable, if one ignored the state of their world. they befriended a set of twins, three years older than them, and as different as night and day. it wasn't long before they were rarely seen without the company of Eden and Ezra, as where one twin went, the other followed, and so did she. the trio became scouts for their group as soon as they came of age, a dream team that perfectly complimented each other. Eden fearless and bold, Ezra cautious and calm, and Andromeda able to balance them both with a sharp mind able to determine whose approach was best.​ ❖ adulthood of course, one could not escape tragedy in this world for long. at 20, Meda's friend group was ripped apart by a tragedy they do not speak of. whatever happened, claimed the life of the leader of the scouts, and nearly took Eden as well. the boldest member of their group survived but at the cost of her ability to scout with the other two. Ezra and Andromeda still scout, but without the dream team, they are often sent on separate missions, and none of the three get to see each other much anymore. three years later, illness swept through the community, and, as if in payback for such a gentle life until then, Meda's parents were among those who perished. to rub salt in the wound, she received no reprieve, no time to grieve with her brothers, and her family has only fractured further. Orion reacted with anger, with rage at the unfairness of it all, and channeled it into becoming a soldier, withdrawing from his siblings to this day. Sirius withdrew into himself, always the quietest, softest of the siblings, and decided his course in life would be medicine, to try and save others from the pain he has felt. when Meda is home, the two talk, but they are not nearly as close as they once were.​ ​ < / >​

. . . may love at least save us from L i f e​

 

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"you can't save e v e r y o n e . . ."​

threads: 1,pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Orpheus Starvos ; ► B A S I C S aliases: Orphe, Orphy age: 27 race: werewolf orientation: pansexual occupation: scout ► L O O K S height: five feet, eleven inches build: lean and well-muscled, the slender athleticism of a runner or a swimmer skin: fair, scattered with freckles hair: deep red, the smoldering of still hot embers, thick and curled eyes: the green of moss crawling over fallen trees; often full of warmth and understanding, but sometimes show great sadness ► P E R S O N A alignment: neutral good traits: calm, patient, observant, overly trusting of the good in others, likes: running, his twin, books, art, cooking dislikes: baking, intolerance, apathy, when someone is unwilling to learn ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character the unofficial therapist of his pack, at least to those with enough wisdom to reach out for help. those who aren't quite so self-aware, whether due to age or general nature, tend to gravitate to his twin, leading to the two of them knowing practically everything that goes on within the pack. were they worse people, this kind of power could be dangerous, but as it stands, the two are thankfully mostly good. they gossip amongst themselves, of course, who wouldn't? there is no such thing as patient doctor confidentiality in these circumstances, and even if there were, it likely wouldn't stop them. they pool their knowledge in part to share the burdens that have been placed on them, but also to do what they can to repair other relationships in the pack.​ ❖ childhood born a mere two minutes after his twin, Orpheus was favored by their parents from the very beginning. they had chosen not to find out the gender of the twins, and when Ophelia had been born first, their disappointment at the prospect of two girls was palpable. so when he made his grand entrance, they were overjoyed. of course, this blatant favoritism was noticed by the twins as they grew older, but if anything it drew them closer. attached at the hip, fiercely protective of each other, and far too clever for their own good, they learned to use it to their advantage from an early age. though he was clearly the calmer of the two, both seemed to live and breathe chaos from the time they could crawl. running wild, always coming home with scrapes and bruises, and ever too often, dragged home by another set of angry parents. the twins were fond of each other, not so much other children. others found them strange, how they were never more than a few feet apart, how when one spoke to either two sets of wide eyes watched, two voices answered, either in tandem or with the ever creepy echo. of course, any bullying was quickly dealt with, Ophelia the type to swing first, ask questions later, and Orpheus, the ever dutiful brother, following suit. once they grew a bit older, few exceptions to their general dislike of other people were found, but they stuck fast. a duo quickly grew to a trio, to a quad, and the twins were no longer so thoroughly attached. they were still close, there was no question of that, but so long as neither twin was alone, they could go off with their preferred friend. they were still seen as a bit odd, but slowly, others began to warm to them. ❖ adolescence by the time the twins were preteens, they had grown in popularity, though they weren't top dogs by any stretch. it was more that their peers had gotten used to the oddness of the Starvos children together, and had learned well enough that any criticism would end in bloody lips and black eyes. it was also quickly learned, the twins were evil geniuses, and it was best to be on their good side, and maybe get a front row seat to whatever chaos they decided to cause. between Ophelia's planning for all potential ways to be caught and how to escape them, and Opheus' ability to charm nearly any adult with his gentle look, they were menaces who got away with a great deal more than they should. their circle of acquaintances grew steadily, but their friend group never grew from what it had been when they were children. it did, unfortunately, shrink, with Orpheus' main friend outside of his sister withdrawing from them after his father's death. down to an odd number, the twins quickly became inseparable again, though this time as a trio, with their friend rarely not by their sides. aside from being general mischief makers, their teen years were not much to talk about. they were wild and chaotic as teens left mostly unsupervised usually are, and much the same as they always were. but all things must come to an end eventually, and for Orpheus, the second big ending of his life came when he was 17. suddenly aware of the fact they couldn't live like this forever, that eventually they would have to be adults, settle down with a job at least, he drew back on his more chaotic ways, trying to urge Ophelia to do the same.​ ​ ❖ adulthood by 18, Orpheus had calmed down quite a bit, though he still got into the occasional bit of trouble. deciding to put his energy and extensive knowledge of the pack's territory to use, he joined the scouts, much as it hurt to be away from his twin so much. though as they'd gotten older, the twins were better about not constantly being in each other's orbits, they still didn't like to be apart for long, Orpheus wanting to keep Ophelia out of trouble and Ophelia wanting to make sure she would always be around to protect him. still, it was for the best, he justified, and with many snarky comments, she agreed. by 19, the twins had managed to talk their way out of their parent's house and into one of their own, some of the youngest in the pack's history to do so without their reason for moving being starting a family of their own. without the stress of living with their parents, Ophelia calmed down tremendously, and while she still continued to be a bit of a troublemaker, it became well-known amongst everyone that she was the best at nannying and teaching the younger members of the pack. Orpheus only grew in his responsibilities, coming to where he is now, as the de facto head of the scouts, and the unofficial pack therapist. he and Ophelia still live a bachelor life with each other, but as mostly well-respected members of the pack. their home is the first place any pack member goes when they're having a hard time and want either a shoulder to cry on, or a laugh to distract them, and it's not unusual to find the teens of the pack crashing on their couch. the parents all know the Starvos' house is a safe place, and their children will be returned in a much better emotional state than they went in with.​ ​ < / >​

. . . no, but I have to t r y​

 

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"you save e v e r y o n e . . ."​

threads: 1,pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Ophelia Starvos ; ► B A S I C S aliases: Ophie, Lia age: 27 race: werewolf orientation: bisexual occupation: pack member ► L O O K S height: five feet, five inches build: thin, sharp angles tempered by soft curves; lightly toned skin: fair, scattered with freckles, an ever-present rosey hue to her cheeks hair: deep red that shines like brilliant copper in the sun; wild curls that fall to her shoulder, usually corralled into a low bun eyes: sea-glass green; shine with every emotion she feels ► P E R S O N A alignment: chaotic good traits: optimistic, bold, creative, often takes on too much likes: baking, her twin, pranks, animals dislikes: cooking, apathy, intolerance, storms ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character the officially unofficial chaos coordinator of her pack, Ophelia tends to attract the misfits and trouble-makers of the younger members, her easy-going nature and fondness for mischief drawing them to her like moths to a flame. between the steadfast calmness of her twin and her more wild nature, the two know nearly everything that goes on within the community, from the intricacies of teen drama to more serious matters. very little that happens doesn't reach one of them, and when it reaches one, it reaches the other. luckily for all, the two are good at heart, even if they do gossip, and use their knowledge for the betterment of everyone, rather than anyone's detriment. of course, anyone who's done anything wrong may find themself the unlucky target of, mostly, harmless pranks until Lia feels they've atoned.​ ❖ childhood born two minutes ahead of her twin, Ophelia has always been the family disappointment, the spare that unfortunately came along with Orpheus. their parents were not necessarily cruel to her, but they were not loving to her either, and the absence of love is cruelty in itself. from the time the twins were old enough to realize such things, the blatant favoritism did not go unnoticed. for many, it would have driven the siblings apart, drove a wedge between them that would never be repaired, but the Starvos twins were not ordinary siblings. instead, it drew them closer, the two barely ever more than a few feet apart, fiercely protective of each other, and entirely too clever for their own good. they learned to manipulate the lopsided affection their parents gave to work in favor for both of them, living and breathing chaos from the time they could crawl. she was always the wilder one, the bold one who charged into the unknown headfirst and with a devil-may-care attitude, the yin to his yang, always balancing each other.​ ❖ adolescence see Orpheus; the only difference being that Ophelia took much longer to settle.​ ❖ adulthood by 18, Ophelia was still chaotic, even more of a contrast to her brother, but over the years, as the childish charm of her ways began to really wear off she settled down. by 21, she had mostly made amends for her ways, but pack parties were still a whole different beast.​ ​ < / >​

"but who saves y o u . . . "​

 

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to choose m e r c y . . .​

threads: 1, pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Eleonora Astley ; ► B A S I C S aliases: Her Royal Highness, Ellie age: twenty seven race: light mage orientation: bisexual occupation: Princess of Asteria ► L O O K S height: five feet two inches build: slender with feminine curves, lean with strong legs skin: pale ivory, incapable of tanning hair: whitish blonde curls, naturally thick, midback-length eyes: sapphire blue; the color of molten gold while using magic ► P E R S O N A alignment: lawful good, chaotic leaning traits: charming, compassionate, eloquent, soft-spoken, cheeky likes: gardening, animals, insects, books, sword training dislikes: deep water, the heat, balls, the idea of arranged marriage ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character Any information you want to include but won't fit above will be put here! Whether that be detailing their appearance/attire, their personality, or whatever else. Phasellus convallis suscipit turpis, non viverra lacus volutpat eget. Curabitur scelerisque nisi vel tellus sodales volutpat. Nam non risus congue, euismod nunc nec, porta justo. Suspendisse sed sem magna. Curabitur nunc elit, ultricies ut sodales in, tempor id dolor. Donec gravida condimentum ex, nec porta enim blandit non. Nullam nec justo lectus.​ ❖ childhood Detailed description of character's backstory and lore goes here. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Donec eget euismod nulla. Vivamus gravida odio velit, id scelerisque tellus tempus volutpat. Morbi sit amet suscipit tellus, a posuere nunc. Nunc iaculis risus vel ligula lobortis, a euismod eros consectetur. Cras vestibulum vehicula augue vitae sagittis. Praesent elementum turpis in libero commodo, non eleifend dui suscipit. Donec euismod arcu nunc, in ultricies nulla consectetur sit amet. Mauris pharetra bibendum cursus.​ ❖ adolescence Phasellus convallis suscipit turpis, non viverra lacus volutpat eget. Curabitur scelerisque nisi vel tellus sodales volutpat. Nam non risus congue, euismod nunc nec, porta justo. Suspendisse sed sem magna. Curabitur nunc elit, ultricies ut sodales in, tempor id dolor. Donec gravida condimentum ex, nec porta enim blandit non. Nullam nec justo lectus.​ ❖ adulthood Etiam laoreet pellentesque lobortis. Phasellus odio lorem, feugiat eget erat eget, convallis commodo ex. Praesent tristique at ligula in venenatis. Proin venenatis velit vel diam accumsan, sed pellentesque ante gravida. Suspendisse non porta ex, a tincidunt lorem. Phasellus maximus est quis sapien vulputate, convallis faucibus augue malesuada. Ut tempus laoreet consequat. Pellentesque ultricies non tortor at blandit. Sed vulputate at metus sit amet aliquet. Morbi tempor elementum ante, eu interdum arcu cursus quis.​ ​ < / >​

. . . is to choose l o v e.​

 

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when does a M A N . . .​

threads: 1,pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Samael Zymeer ; ► B A S I C S aliases: King Samael the Unifier, the High King, King of Beasts age: twenty eight race: dragon rider orientation: bisexual occupation: King of Tannyin ► L O O K S height: six feet four inches build: broad and well-muscled, clearly the build of a fighter skin: the pale ivory of his people, with a hint of tan hair: the jet black of night, silky and wild curls down to his chest eyes: deep amber gold, set beneath dark brows they almost seem to glow ► P E R S O N A alignment: chaotic evil traits: unserious, joking, carefree, bloodthirsty, overreactive, full of rage likes: fighting, training, his dragon, tea dislikes: injustice, being underestimated, any perceived threat to his rule ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character Any information you want to include but won't fit above will be put here! Whether that be detailing their appearance/attire, their personality, or whatever else. Phasellus convallis suscipit turpis, non viverra lacus volutpat eget. Curabitur scelerisque nisi vel tellus sodales volutpat. Nam non risus congue, euismod nunc nec, porta justo. Suspendisse sed sem magna. Curabitur nunc elit, ultricies ut sodales in, tempor id dolor. Donec gravida condimentum ex, nec porta enim blandit non. Nullam nec justo lectus.​ ❖ childhood Detailed description of character's backstory and lore goes here. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Donec eget euismod nulla. Vivamus gravida odio velit, id scelerisque tellus tempus volutpat. Morbi sit amet suscipit tellus, a posuere nunc. Nunc iaculis risus vel ligula lobortis, a euismod eros consectetur. Cras vestibulum vehicula augue vitae sagittis. Praesent elementum turpis in libero commodo, non eleifend dui suscipit. Donec euismod arcu nunc, in ultricies nulla consectetur sit amet. Mauris pharetra bibendum cursus.​ ❖ adolescence Phasellus convallis suscipit turpis, non viverra lacus volutpat eget. Curabitur scelerisque nisi vel tellus sodales volutpat. Nam non risus congue, euismod nunc nec, porta justo. Suspendisse sed sem magna. Curabitur nunc elit, ultricies ut sodales in, tempor id dolor. Donec gravida condimentum ex, nec porta enim blandit non. Nullam nec justo lectus.​ ❖ adulthood Etiam laoreet pellentesque lobortis. Phasellus odio lorem, feugiat eget erat eget, convallis commodo ex. Praesent tristique at ligula in venenatis. Proin venenatis velit vel diam accumsan, sed pellentesque ante gravida. Suspendisse non porta ex, a tincidunt lorem. Phasellus maximus est quis sapien vulputate, convallis faucibus augue malesuada. Ut tempus laoreet consequat. Pellentesque ultricies non tortor at blandit. Sed vulputate at metus sit amet aliquet. Morbi tempor elementum ante, eu interdum arcu cursus quis.​ ​ < / >​

. . . become a M O N S T E R?​

 

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until the l a m b s ​ threads: pinterest​ Kalika Glory ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: just Glory age: mid-twenties race: tiefling sexuality: bisexual occupation: Blood Hunter ​ 「 I M A G E 」 height: 6' 02" weight: 180 skin: pale pink hair: grey eyes: silver ​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: chaotic good traits: bubbly, generous, haunted loves: the cold, lilies, animals hates: necromancy, ignorance, unwillingness to change​ ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character No one knows exactly where Glory was born, or who her parents are, only that as a newborn she was left in the mountain forest, presumably to die. Adris Hahrift, the keeper of small temple for an even smaller mountain village, found the tiny pink babe nestled in a basket while out foraging. For hours he waited to see if anyone would return for the child, but when night began to fall with no parent in sight, he took her home with him and named her Kalika. He planned to find a family to take her in, but none were too keen to take in a strange tiefling, and so she became his daughter, raised in the temple in a quiet village where nothing ever happened. She grew up happy and healthy, a ray of sunshine despite her demonic appearance, and well loved by the village that took her in. For 15 years, all was well, until the winter the village was attacked. The weather meant no aid could reach them as the village was attacked by a small hoard of the undead. The villagers were peaceful folk, farmers and herders, not hunters or soldiers, and for every undead they managed to put down, it seemed five villagers fell. When all was said and done, Kalika was one of only ten survivors, her adoptive father not among them. In grief and anger, she left the village, or rather what remained of it, and traveled through land she did not know. It took her weeks to get down the mountain to the nearest city and she had no plan, but it seemed the Gods had a plan for her. She took refuge in a temple of the same god she had grown up in, and shared her story with the right ears after much stronger brew than she was used to. The thought of vengeance was placed in her head, a need to protect so no one else would suffer such loss that she had, and slowly, she was introduced to the idea of becoming a Bloodhunter. A few weeks after her arrival, she was introduced to the mysterious sect who sought to destroy evil, and so began her new life. Training took years, but when she was 23, she became a full fledged Bloodhunter, taking on the name of Glory as she was 'reborn'. As far as the world knows, her name has always been Glory and she either has no past or it is so unremarkable nothing matters. The Morningstar she used to strike down evil the only physical connection she has to her past life as Kalika, the weapon having been in her father's possession before he was slain. Despite her dark profession, Glory is still much the same bubbly girl she was before everything changed, the aura of sunshine enough to ward off most questions, but if one looks closely enough they see the darkness lurking beneath. She has an intense need to protect, a nature much more gentle than one would expect of her until there is reason for her rage and darkness to show itself. ​ < / >​ . . . become l i o n s​ ​

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to bare your s o u l ​ threads: pinterest​ Virtue ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: True age: mid twenties race: tiefling sexuality: bisexual occupation: Domain of Order Cleric ​ 「 I M A G E 」 height: 5' 8" weight: 146 skin: teal blue hair: white eyes: blue ​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: chaotic good traits: creative, optimistic, opinionated loves: art, the night sky, reading hates: conformity, injustice, suppression of creativity​ ⠀⠀story ;⠀⠀ ❖ character Any information you want to include but won't fit above will be put here! Whether that be detailing their appearance/attire, their personality, or whatever else. Nulla eu neque eget dolor semper finibus sit amet quis lectus. Integer luctus placerat augue in faucibus. Donec rhoncus fermentum libero, quis volutpat orci iaculis eget. Donec purus erat, facilisis eget malesuada vitae, aliquet eget ipsum. Aenean ultricies cursus malesuada. Ut sed ex dignissim arcu porttitor pulvinar.​ < / >​ is the highest i n t i m a c y​

 

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forgive me F a t h e r . . .​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Lillian Woods ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: Cheshire age: 21 species: human demon symbiote gender: female role: wildcard ​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 1" weight: xxx skin: fair, pale ivory // navy blue to black hair: white blonde // navy blue to black eyes: green // pink ​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: chaotic neutral traits: bubbly sunshine with a dash of chaos loves: filming, chaos, makeup hates: silence, normalcy, routine​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character -Shadow step: Able to teleport and transverse through shadows without being seen. If the shadow is interrupted, she is forcibly ejected. She can also only teleport to places she can see or has been before, and only if shadows are available for her arrival. She can also choose which body parts are in the shadows, giving her the nickname of Cheshire due to her ability to slowly phase her body into the shadows. -Night Whip: Able to solidify and control shadow tendrils. She can also form them into other shapes, but tendrils is by far the easiest. -Dark Vision: Able to see as well in pure darkness as a normal human would see in dim light. -Shadow Healing: By retreating into the shadows, Lillian can heal most injuries, short of loss of limbs and major organs. Born to a completely normal family, as the middle child of five, Lillian had a completely normal middle class upbringing. She went to public school, participated in extracurriculars (theater, choir, and soccer), and started to dabble in the dark arts at a young age. What started with a prepubescent fascinations with ghost stories and urban legends became darker and darker as she grew older. She delved into spells and rituals, trying just to see what she could summon. It never worked, of course, until she was 18 and stumbled upon a ritual that claimed to chain a shadow demon to one's soul. She assumed it would fail like all the others, but tried it anyway, which is how Moralis came to be attached to her. It wasn't all bad, however, she and the demon struck a deal. In exchange for hitching a ride Earthside in Lillian's body, Lillian would receive fantastic powers, and use them to sow chaos. Not enough to cause the end of the world, that would be counterproductive, but enough to entertain the demon lingering in the back of her mind. If Lillian so chooses, she can sever the connection to Moralis at any time, but doing so will forfeit her soul when she dies. If the connection is forcibly severed, she isn't sure what will happen to her soul. By keeping the connection and entertaining Moralis, when Lillian's body can no longer keep up with causing chaos, Moralis will descend back into hell and Lillian will keep her soul, tainted as it will be.​ ​ . . . for I have s i n n e d .​

 

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it takes g r a c e . . .​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Princess Aster ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: Aster age: 124 species: flower fairy gender: female role: royal pawn​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 4' 9" weight: xxx skin: pale and freckled hair: blazing red eyes: the bright green of fresh moss​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: lawful good traits: soft, diplomatic, gentle loves: nature, animals, learning hates: cruelty, ignorance, dishonor​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character A very old character I would love to play again, designed for an arranged marriage roleplay.​ ​ . . . to remain k i n d.​

 

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an e y e for an e y e . . .​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Ísalind Elke Kjellberg; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: Izzy age: 26 species: human gender: female role: malleable ​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 07" weight: xxx skin: fair hair: naturally dark brown, dyed silvery white eyes: sea glass green​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: chaotic good traits: feminist, lesbian, impulsive, golden retriever loves: coffee, plants, dogs hates: ignorance, cruelty, bigotry​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character Another very old character who wasn't developed much, very open for plotting. ​ ​ . . . makes the whole w o r l d b l i n d.​

 

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half a g o n y​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Bainthauril ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: the cursed one, Bain age: ??? species: light elf with an odd talent for necromancy gender: female role: necromancer, outcast ​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 10" weight: xxx skin: deathly pale hair: snow white eyes: gentle blue green​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: neutral good traits: soft-spoken, lonely, gentle loves: the night, bones, books hates: crowds, discrimination, the day​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character Any information you want to include but won't fit above will be put here! Whether that be detailing their appearance/attire, their personality, or whatever else. Nulla eu neque eget dolor semper finibus sit amet quis lectus. Integer luctus placerat augue in faucibus. Donec rhoncus fermentum libero, quis volutpat orci iaculis eget. Donec purus erat, facilisis eget malesuada vitae, aliquet eget ipsum. Aenean ultricies cursus malesuada. Ut sed ex dignissim arcu porttitor pulvinar.​ ​ . . . half h o p e​

 

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the only difference between d e l u s i o n & p r o p h e c y​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Violet Ivy James ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: Shade, Vi age: 25 species: human? gender: female role: prophet? delusional?​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 03" weight: xxx skin: pale ivory hair: naturally dark brown, though half is dyed white blonde eyes: green​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: chaotic good traits: possibly a prophet, possibly psychotic; kind, bubbly loves: books, coffee, nature hates: tea, discrimination, her fits​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character A totally normal girl until she hit puberty, when she began having strange fits. She remembers speaking nonsense during them, making prophecies and predictions, but like everyone else, she's convinced she'd just crazy, even if she does end up being right a majority of the time. ​ ​ . . .is r e a l i t y​

 

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if I cannot haveH e a v e n​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Mara ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: Fallen age: xxx species: fallen angel gender: female role: lost ​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 09" weight: xxx skin: unblemished porcelain hair: the red of burning embers eyes: such a deep brown they seem nearly black​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: chaotic evil traits: impulsive, distrusting, full of rage loves: blasphemy, revenge, blood hates: God, restraint, the Devil​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character scorned lover of the devil, forever fallen from grace ​ ​ . . .I shall raise H e l l​

 

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they have loved your s o r r o w​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Batu'ul ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: xxx age: 27 species: half orc half drow gender: female role: barbarian​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 11" weight: xxx skin: deep grey green hair: wild black girls, half shaved eyes: bright amber​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: neutral good traits: warrior, survivor, family disappointment loves: drinking, fighting, adventure hates: oppression, her rage, war ​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character Born to Chief Ka'arthurg and his Drow concubine Hals'sintra, Batu'ul was never destined for greatness. She was destined to simply be another warrior amongst her people, watch one of her many half-brothers rule. But she was never like the others, never quite as bloodthirsty or willing to oppress those weaker than her. She was strong in body, but by her people's standards, weak in will. Were she not so strong, she would have been cast to the bottom of the heap long ago. But her strength as a fighter kept her head above water until she came of age. Then, she was expected to go with her father on his conquests. When she refused to slaughter innocents who did not bow to them, her father challenged her to fight one of her brothers, the one he was grooming as heir. Should she win, she would be allowed her life, should she lose, she would be cut down like the rest of the weak. This was no ordinary fight, however, it was to be to the death, a culling of weakness in the bloodline. Batu'ul refused, but her brother attacked her anyway. With no choice but to fight, she tapped into a rage she did not know she carried. By the time she came to her senses, her brother lay slaughtered at her feet and her father congratulated her for finally proving herself. While the rest of the tribe was delighted, she was horrified by what she had done, and fled. Ever since, she has wandered the world as muscle for hire. ​ ​ . . . they will learn to love your r a g e​

 

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don't fucking b a r k . . .​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Promise ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: xxx age: 27 species: tiefling gender: female role: Blood Hunter​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 02" weight: xxx skin: bright red hair: deep black eyes: golden red, though one is milky white and blind​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: chaotic good traits: confident, protective, damaged loves: fun, destroying monsters, flirting hates: her perceived weaknesses, evil, vodka​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character Promise is a mysterious figure whispered about in dark taverns, though few often realize the one they tell stories about is in their midst. A fierce Blood Hunter, she has trained many young ones in the order in between her own missions. She speaks little of her past, and little of herself in general. Each question met with a deflection or a fantastical lie, leading to conflicting information being available on her. The only true thread in any story is that she is a fearsome fighter, though one wouldn't guess that from her nonchalant attitude and penchant for partying. ​ ​ . . . if you can't fucking b i t e.​

 

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I'd rather be the h u n t e r . . .​ threads: 1, 2, 3​ ⠀⠀ Kivi ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: Ki age: 25 species: half-orc gender: female role: barbarian​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 11" weight: xxx skin: grey green hair: deep red eyes: golden yellow​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: chaotic good traits: confident, bold, easy going loves: sparring, beasts, tea hates: mead, being restrained, constructive clothing ​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character Any information you want to include but won't fit above will be put here! Whether that be detailing their appearance/attire, their personality, or whatever else. Nulla eu neque eget dolor semper finibus sit amet quis lectus. Integer luctus placerat augue in faucibus. Donec rhoncus fermentum libero, quis volutpat orci iaculis eget. Donec purus erat, facilisis eget malesuada vitae, aliquet eget ipsum. Aenean ultricies cursus malesuada. Ut sed ex dignissim arcu porttitor pulvinar.​ ​ . . . than the p r e y​

 

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do you f e e l ashamed . . .​ threads: pinterest​ ⠀⠀ Emyr Whitestone ; 「 D O S S I E R 」 aliases: Their Royal Highness age: 25 species: Human, Magic less gender: AFAB Non-binary (They/them) role: Royal Pawn (Assassin)​ 「 V I S A G E 」 height: 5' 5" weight: 103lbs skin: Pale, nearly sickly hair: Deep brown, nearly black in the right light; kept short eyes: Piercing icy blue​ 「 P S Y C H E 」 alignment: Lawful neutral traits: quiet, obedient, demure loves: reading, nature, tea hates: spicy food, deep bodies of water ​ ⠀⠀s t o r y ;⠀⠀ ❖ character The youngest of seven, no one has ever expected much out of Emyr, even less so when they came out as non-binary. While it isn't frowned upon persay, it isn't typical of a royal, and so all hopes of securing a good match for Emyr went out the window. Blood heirs are still important in the grand scheme of things in Carodawn, so to have an heir that claimed neither scared off many suitors who would want to marry the youngest royal. That is of course, the few suitors who even knew of Emyr's existence. As the youngest of seven, Emyr is used to being the forgotten child, the last in a long line, especially when their nieces and nephews are included in the line of succession. Still, they've been raised to be the perfect ornament for the Court, perfectly polite and demure, talented in the arts, and swordplay, a perfect entertainer for every guest. It came as no surprise when they were the one chosen to be married off to the mountain folk, and even less of a surprise when they were told to dirty their hands. Emyr has been nothing but an obedient child though, and so plans to do what they have been told, after gathering as much information to make it look as destabilizing as possible of course. ​ ​ . . . when you h e a r my name?​ ​

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