Fantasy Descendants of the Curse

[EvelienLocalArtist]

This is a extension of the Roleplay Curse of the Howling Moonlight.


Closed - The Curse of The Howling Moonlight


This is 13 years since that happened. It is in the village of Argent in the UK and in the Victorian era. The village has been cursed for centuries by werewolves, with the village's only protection from the werewolves being the large coven of witches that live there hidden in plan sight. They used to have a werewolves hunting army but they have long since been disbanded since the werewolves slaughtered them. The surriving few joined roaming groups of traviling hunters or just went off to live normally.


The werewolves and witches are constantly fighting, due to a curse the witchs' ancestor Yvonne put on a jealous lover who tried killing her so she cursed him and his offspring to be werewolves. (It is explained better in the original but this is the base of it)


On the extremely extremely rare occasions that werewolves and witch interbreed a vampire is born, (look to overview for a better explanation).


13 years ago a Super Blood Moon (they only happen every 257 years and last 3 days) set the werewolves on god mode, and dispite the coven's attempts to keep them at bay the 3 day long massacre killed three forths the village leaving the remaining coven members to fix it and the hate between witches and werewolves even stronger.


This RP is based when the village is finally starting to pick itself back up again with the childern of those who lived through the super blood moon.


Most of these people are pre-teens to teens just discovering their magic powers and abilities.

 

[Axeykins]

//I only hope it is okay to post now.//


Jamison sighed contently as he stared out the window with sleep filled golden eyes. Rain was his favorite weather, the cool feel of it, the calm dreariness in the air, the smell. It was all so peaceful. Of course it was also boring as Hell.... A few days ago he'd gone tromping through the forest in the rain he had tried chasing down some poor creature and wound up covered in mud and tracking it in.


Needless to say his mother was not happy whatsoever and he was grounded from going anywhere but the yard and town for at least a week. Or hopefully until the puppy dog eyes trick worked on her. It had to some day! She was just so stubborn for some reason with it..and only seemed to get agitated instead.

 

[Valjean24601]

The spotted gray shewolf stood high on her perch, a rocky ledge, that jutted out over the sloping, tree filled valley that overlooked a massive house. It was tall and brooding, dark as the boy she knew was living there. Just what concoctions and spells was the fabled monster cooking up in there?


Shaking out her ruff and wrinkling her nose up at the scent of others approaching the shewolf turned and bounded down the steep rock face, slick with the recent rain yet her steady paws did not slip.


"Valac!"


She could smell her brother but he seemed to be no where in sight as per usual. He'd probably gone and chased after a butterfly rather than the stag they were supposed to be stalking.


"Valac!"


Again she barked, this time, a snarl curling her lips. Her pelt was wet and cold and her paws sore, what she needed now was to go home not delve through the ferns to find her meandering sibling.


"VALAC!"

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Elizabeth was sitting in the rain playing with her little brother Jaques their piglets in the rain. In too much of a good mood to feel jealous of him.


Looking at the almost hairless creatures she remembered the childern had wanted a dog for years but didn't understand why her father wouldn't let her have one. Her mother once commented it was because her father Gaston hated her mother's dog when they were newly weds but she didn't say why.


So instead of with a dog she played in the pouring ran with her rain coat wearing little brother and three equally little piglets all romping about in the puddles, it was much more fun than sitting inside with the others.


Her mother warned her that she would catch a cold but they both just chuckled knowing even if she did her mother Mary could easily heal her. With that in mind she balled up clumps of mud and began throwing them for the piglets to catch only for them to stop in wonder as the mud glob splattered into disappearance. But just as she was pulling back to throw another glob she slipped and she miss fired the mud sending it soaring at her twin's window caking Jamison's view in mud. Steadying herself she saw it and almost fell over laughing.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Valac was looking at a faded picture of what he thought to be a wedding picture, he had found it the jacket he had stolen in the pack's last run into town for supplies. The girl was quite pretty and the man quite old, he wondered if they were still together or maybe she was a widow now? He asked himself with a sigh as he heard his sister calling him. "SABELLA!" He replied mimicking her tone, not even getting up to go to as he could hear she was close. He didn't like the rain and didn't like how aggressive his half siblings were when they hunted, nor did he like how much they rubbed their pure blood in his face, and calling him and other pack members mutts.

 

[Axeykins]

Willow sprinted through the woods as fast as she could. Wind whipping through her bright golden fur, rain pelting her face, lungs burning. She had long broken away from the hunt with her siblings. It had gotten too boring and they were far too slow for her taste. All of that stalking around, psht, there was no fun in that! She preferred the chase much better. Which is why she loved hunting rabbits instead or in this case a herd of deer. They were small enough that the should be easy to take down for one wolf. Even one as young as herself.


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Jamison was half asleep when the mud smacked against the window. It nearly made him jump out of his skin. What on earth was that? He crept over to the window and peeked out. Oh, it was only his sister and their little brother. Putting on his rain boots he snuck outside onto the porch to see better. "ELLIEEEEE!!! You ruined my view!" He whined. Looking at her with a frustrated pout. Getting woken up from his daydreams didn't help either. "and you know mom's not gonna like that you got mud on the window again! I will tell on you!"

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Elizabeth's laughing stopped only long enough for her to hear Jamison's plans to tell on her before starting up even more. "How old are you four? Jaques doesn't even tattle tell anymore!" She laughs mockingly. "Besides even if you did tell look." She snickered pointing to the window, the rain had washed most of it off and by the time Jamison got to their mother it would all be gone. "I win~!" She grinned then scooped up a clump of mud pretending to throw it at Jamison.

 

[Axeykins]

"At least that's older than how you're behaving!" He huffed back. His face scrunching into more of a frown. It only deepened when he saw it being washed away already and when he slipped when she threw mud in his direction. Why was she always so lucky? "Yeah....well....You know we're not supposed to be playing out in the rain like that! You'll catch a cold! Aaaand the wolves will get you. You know how dad is always saying the big stinky mutts like hunting little kids in the rain because it washes away any trace of them" His face twisted into a sneer as he curled his fingers like claws. Of course it was an obvious lie...he knew it was now at least. Their dad was always making up weird stories and excuses for them not to wander far from the house or village.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Elizabeth's laughing stopped when he mentioned the wolves in the woods. She was terrified of those stories and hated when they were younger and Jamison would tease her about them. "No and I both know the wolves do not care one bit if there is a trace of us or not. They are cruel beasts only out for blood not caring about anyone else but themselves." She said her tone colder now as her irritation from her brother's clawed display shined through. "Gee, who does that remind you of?" She asked her voice snappy as she referred to whatever was wrong with her brother that made him that way.

 

[Valjean24601]

We his sister hurried off, Jacques, a boy of only ten who looked remarkably like his father, remained in the puddle where his sister had left him. His raven hair curled around his ears springingly and his solid features but his eyes were blue and clear, entirely like his mother. Balling his little fists he stomped around in the puddle, splashing the water to a rythm all his own, before another sound interrupted.


"Jacques! James! Eliza!"


Gaston hurried across the yard to his children, arms open invitingly as he crouch in the mud, not minding the cool against the heat of his skin. He had aged handsomely, his work in the forge making him age quickly, but handsomely none the less.


As he and his children aged he had grown more accustomed to being a father to all three of them despite his blood relation to only Jacques.

 

[Axeykins]

"You still believe that? They're all just smelly old mutts!" He teased. At one point he used to be terrified of them just as she was, but that had begun to die down greatly. He definitely wouldn't want to face one, but he had never seen on of these big nasty wolves before. Just the occasional big dog wandering around town looking for scraps and sniff around for a good napping spot.


His smirk soon fell again at her snide remark. It was bad enough he got that sort of thing from other kids in town, but his sister too? "Geeze Ellie. I was just kidding." He glanced away with pursed lips.


At least of sound of their father being home brightened his mood a little. "Dad! Welcome home!" He chimed happily from the porch. "Anything interesting happen at the forge or in town today?"

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Beth's bruised mood didn't last long as she saw Gaston out there in the rain with them. "Father!" She grinned heading over to him. Knowing she was covered in mud she gave him a large hug covering him in mud too. His clothes were already covered in soot so it didn't really make a difference. "Is mother still inside?" She asked wanting to know if Mary would join them in the rain.

 

[Valjean24601]

"Your mother wouldn't come outside in this weather of her life depended on it."


Gaston sighed and scooped his daughter up onto his shoulder, mud and all. Mary would not be pleased when the four of them came inside, although Jacques had somehow managed to remain relatively clean. That was quite odd for him. He usually was up to his elbows in mess, his powers appearing earlier than was expected was quite a trial and error experience for the young boy and usually ended in a horrible mess.

 

[Axeykins]

"It's not the weather really it's the mess." Jamison chuckled softly as he finally stepped off of the porch and closer to his father. "If the rain didn't cause her such a headache with cleaning I bet she'd be dancing in it all day...and maybe let us go in the forest more too. It's really pretty in there when it's like this." His bright eyes stared off into the treeline for a moment. "Cool and quiet and not so many bugs either." He smiled brightly, his long canines giving him a slight overbite as he tried to make his mouth compensate for them.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Elizabeth squealed as her father lifted her up. Was there anything her father couldn't pick up. She thought of her rather large school teacher Ms. Rosa and laughed thinking that a challenge even for him.


"Lies! Gaston lies!" Elizabeth at the sound of the voice. It was her mother Mary standing in the doorway her arms crossed but a smile n her face. Her once vibrantly golden hair had calmed as if signifying her maturing and settling into a steady life. "I would if I needed to but I don't, and neither do you four." She said to her husband and childern with a smile. "Now let the rain rinse you off and come inside, there's baths and food needed for all of you dirty little creatures." She chuckled then turned from the doorway. "That includes you too Gaston~!" She called including him in the group of dirty creatures. Though she was surprised to see it was her older two cake in mud not the baby of the family.

 

[Valjean24601]

"Come on you three, you heard the old brod, inside! All of you! Supper's on the table and I couldn't be hungrier!"


Gaston growled playfully and swooped in, grabbing his youngest son and hauling him onto his other shoulder. Jamison would be embarrassed being treated like a child, the boy made it very adamant he was a man.


Gaston chuckled softly at the thought, he was still a little boy to him.

 

[Axeykins]

Jamison's smile grew even brighter as he rushed back inside. He was starving! As always nowadays, being a growing boy he was becoming a bottomless pit. It wasn't hard to see why though, just over the summer he had sprouted upward several inches and was becoming more restless and questioning of everything as he began trying to figure out himself and place in the world. "It smells great mother!" He looked up at her with those bright, goldenrod eyes and gave her a small hug. He was a little damp but at least not covered in muck like his siblings and father. "You remembered to make mine more raw right?" He licked his lips eagerly.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

"As always." Mary smiling back then ushered him to the set table where the food was set out, and Jamison's nearly completely raw meat on his plate. She knew not only that he liked it that way but also if it were anymore cooked it would give him a bad stomach ache. "Go wash your hands and sit to eat." She said patting his head as she watched the rest of her family come in. "Have fun?" She asked plucking her adorable little baby boy from her husband's grasp. Sure he wasn't a baby, or even a toddler but he was still just as cute as one and she would miss his pintchable little cheeks when puberty came to replace them with the strong jaw of his father.


"When will the rain end?" Beth asked sliding off her father's shoulder and wringing out her wet hair in the sink. She liked the two different colors in it and wondered why Jacques didn't have the different colors too.

 

[Valjean24601]

Sabella grumbled a few profanities she had learned from her other pack members and shifted, following her brother's scent until she finally came upon him.


"Valac! You are supposed to be helping me hunt, not whatever it is you've decided to preoccupy yourself with!"


She folded her arms across her chest, a nonexistent chest kind of chest, that is for a girl of fourteen. She was boyishly shaped, thin and flat chested and squarely figured, but her face had the soft and delicate features that she shared with her mother. The short and edgy cut of her chin length hair did little sharpen the heart shape of her face.


"How do you ever expect Ash to take you seriously when you let the women do all the work, huh?"

 

[Valjean24601]

Jacques sighed and rested his head against his mother's shoulder as she scooped him away from his father.


He was exhausted all the time, one would be from holding in all that he could be letting out. His magic bubbled and boiled within him constantly, torturing the poor child even when he slept with strange dreams. Dark bags rested under his eyes and he mumbled softly,"mama... I'm tired..."

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Valac shrugged. "I dunno you looked like you were having plenty fun on your own." He replied standing up and dusting himself up then smirked seeing how soaked she was. "You smell like wet dog." He teased cheesily. He wasn't trying to get his father to take him seriously, but it seemed she was, interesting.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

"Oh I know sweet heart." Mary coed gently, running a glowing blue finger under his eyes wiping away his dark circles. Then kissed his head. "Here sit and eat then we can get you bathed and in bed. How does that sound?" She said setting him down in his chair and dishing him up some food.


"Pass the bread Jamison." Elizabeth said as she was filling her plate.


"Please." Mary interjected and Beth sighed.


"Please pass the bread Jamison." She repeated holding her hand out as she sat down to eat. She was soaked but smiled when her mother wrapped her, her brothers and father in warm towels.

 

[Valjean24601]

"You smell like a mutt, alpha!"


Sabella spat mockingly, cuffing her brother across the back of the head. She didn't hide the fact that she was jealous of her brother's someday inheritance, the entire pack. She and everyone else knew what a strong leader she was, how diplomatic she could be, how strong she could be. Valac didn't care, he didn't care at all and it drove Sabella crazy.

 

[Valjean24601]

"Sit down love, I can manage."


Gaston chuckled and kissed his Mary's knuckles as she wrapped him in a warm towel. Filled with its heat he smiled, only for it to be replaced by a small frown at the look of exhaustion and anxiety on Jacques face. He worried for his little boy. He knew about his sleepless nights and restless days and could hardly imagine ever living like he did.

 

[Axeykins]

Jamison happily plopped his bum down on the seat. Ready to dig in to a nice, warm meal.


"Here you go Ellie." he kindly passed her the bread when she asked. Passing up any of it for himself though. He had already had enough stomach aches and sickness these past few weeks from eating more than his body could handle. He knew he needed to eat more like his family, but couldn't stomach more than the bloodiest cuts of meat without feeling horrible later on. He absolutely hated it but they did try and there was nothing to be done about it.