Fantasy ━━ 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄 || app

[elanara]

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  𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄.
  HISTORICAL FANTASY​
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  𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄.​

  
  

  
  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐋
  The Veil is a highly elite, top secret organization of monster hunters headquartered in Rome, however their network extends all across Europe, North Africa, and even parts of Western Asia. For centuries they have protected the world from all kinds of dangers that lurk in the shadows: vampires, werewolves, goblins, ghouls, demons, devourers, and so on and so forth. Chances are, if you’ve heard or read about any kind of monster in a bedtime story, they’re real. Very real, in fact. You just don’t know about it, because our homies @ Veil HQ are out here makin’ shit happen.
  
  Being a member of The Veil requires years of training as well as enormous amounts of personal sacrifice. It is an extremely dangerous way of life filled with plenty of pain and sorrow and death. Only a slim few are lucky enough to survive into old age. Recruits typically join as children. Some, also, are born into it. In those instances, The Veil has been the only thing they've ever known.
  
  There are three very important rules to The Veil. Breaking these rules means punishment, and punishment means death. They are as follows:
  

  • One. Never abandon The Veil. Once you join, you join for life. You must relinquish any ties to your old life, including any and all connections with your friends and family (if you have any). This is to ensure their safety, as well as preventing sensitive information regarding The Veil or the supernatural in general leaking out into the everyday world.
  • Two. Never reveal The Veil’s secrets. No you can’t go around town telling people vampires exist. First of all no one is gonna believe you, and second of all doing so would be considered a major breach in security. The Elders will make sure to shut that shit down immediately.
  • Three. Never ever ever kill on neutral grounds. No, the Elders don't care how pissed off you are. This is a huuuge no-no. Neutral grounds is considered to be very sacred. Anyone that's ever broken this rule has always been executed on the spot.

  Very rarely does anyone break the rules. But you can bet some dumb motherfucker does at least once every five or so years.
  
  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐄
  The year is 1353. After several long years the plague is finally beginning to wind down. But — because the members of The Veil are mortal beings, a lot of them ended up catching the disease and dying from it. Due to this, The Veil's ability to eliminate supernatural threats across Europe has steeply declined over the past decade. And — as you can probably guess — a whoooole lotta creatures have been runnin' around doing all sorts of crazy ass shit. Not to mention, the deaths of just about two-hundred-million souls brought about a sudden, rather massive spike in the supernatural population.
  
  More specifically, the vampire population.
  
  To deal with the problem, The Elders have begrudgingly passed a new rule stating that "friendly" members of the supernatural community may work with members of The Veil in order to keep things under control. Note — they never said they could join, they just said they could help. Key word to remember there.
  
  All in all, many of The Veil's hunters haven't responded well to this. Who can blame them, when after being taught their whole lives to hate and kill their enemies, they are now being told to work alongside them? While there are some who understand allying with supernaturals is a worthwhile cause, there are still plenty of others that strongly believe the opposite. So far, the subject alone has been the cause of many heated debates. But nothing more.
  
  At least, not yet.
  
  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐒
  Something out there is killing hunters. Yeah, we get it, everyone knows hunting is a dangerous business. People get hurt, people die, so fucking what? Death comes for us all. Sometimes it’s someone outside your social circle. You’re disappointed to hear the news, but you never really knew them, so it’s not so bad. Other times it’s an acquaintance. Their loss hurts a little more, but like everyone else, you know it was inevitable. And then, sadly, there are times it hits a lot closer to home. The death of a loved one is never something you truly ever get over, no matter how desensitized to killing you are.
  
  But what makes it worse is when it’s personal. And that’s exactly what happens. Three separate killings, three separate heads delivered to the footstep of Veil HQ. Even if you didn’t know any of the victims, hell, even if you didn’t like them, you’re still pretty fucking pissed. Because regardless of where you stood with that person, they were still one of your own, and if there’s one unspoken thing about The Veil, it’s that you all take care of each other — no matter what.
  
  So. The Elders finally decided to open up an investigation on the killings. In addition to that, they came up with the temporary solution of making each of you work in pairs, sometimes even teams of three, so that you may be better equipped to deal with any further unexpected threats when out on a job. But that was nearly six months ago, and from what you can tell, no conclusions on the killings have been made. Plus, to make matters worse, a fourth — yep, you heard that right — head was delivered just the other week.
  
  And now? Well, now, you’re too damn tired of waiting. Somewhere, at some point — and likely after one too many drinks — you and your friends came up with the bright fucking idea of figuring out just who the fuck is murdering your fellow hunters and — you guessed it — killing them all.
  
  
  
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  𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄.​

  
  

  
  𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
  — Located in the heart of Rome, nestled within a deep network of narrow alleyways.
  — It contains multiple courtyards, gardens, training halls, a vast library, an infirmary, as well as several dormitories for hunters and pupils to rest. This is the place The Veil calls home.
  
  𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐍
  — These are located all throughout Europe and are considered smaller branches of the primary headquarters building. They function as neutral grounds and are frequented by many hunters and supernaturals alike.
  — Food and beverage can only be purchased with a specific coin. Use of ordinary currency will result in your immediate removal from the tavern.
  — Each inn can be identified by the insignia of three axes crossed together at the top of each door, and a riddle must be solved in order to enter.
  
  𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒
  — The governing body of The Veil seats ten members that oversee all activity of the supernatural world. They are extremely skilled fighters, and are far more deadly than the hunters they employ. They are considered the ultimate authority amongst hunters and are feared and respected by all.
  — Elder's are elected by all members of The Veil (except novices) only when a seat becomes open (basically, when one of them dies).
  
  𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄 — 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐌
  The ranking system applies to Veil members only. Supernaturals are excluded from this system as they aren’t official members.
  
  𝐈. 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐋/𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄 — Members remain at this rank until they reach the age of sixteen. During these years they spend countless hours performing menial tasks (someone's gotta keep this place clean lmao), studying history, languages, monster lore, as well as spending many hours in the training yard learning to fight with various weapons.
  𝐈𝐈. 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 — Upon finishing their training, pupils earn the rank of apprentice. Here, they spend the next four to five years working in pairs — occasionally teams of three — performing low-level jobs that gradually increase in difficulty under the supervision of a mentor. Upon completion of their apprenticeship (which is determined by the mentor), apprentices finally become hunters and earn their medallion. It isn’t until then that they are given permission to work on their own.
  𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 — The most common rank amongst members of The Veil. They take on a majority of the cases that come through and spend upwards of twenty years at this rank continuously honing their skills.
  𝐈𝐕. 𝐕𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐍 — The highest rank of hunters, typically those with several years of experience. They're the only ones that are trusted with the most dangerous jobs. Note: it isn’t uncommon for a regular hunter to request their assistance for certain cases. Typical age of veteran is late 30s/early 40s and older.
  
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  𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒.​

  
  listen — all i got to say is this:
  
  one. i really shouldn't have to say this, but respect others, don't be a punkassbitch, move the motherfucking plot foward, and post on time. (side note: i will make sure every character has something to do with another character so you aren't feeling lost. i got ur back, fam!)
  
  two. if you're not lgbtq+ / pro-choice friendly, then this probably ain't the place for you.
  
  three. i'm aiming for a 1-4 paragraphs post average. intros will obviously be longer, and you can write longer posts on occasion (but hey, if you're feeling yourself then honey, by all means, pop off), but for the most part i'd like to keep things moving as quickly as possible. because of this, i am instilling a strict 7 day turnaround time for posts. if for some reason this becomes an issue down the line, just let me know and we can figure something out.
  
  four. if you're gonna be mia for a while just let me know. if you ghost, your character will be declared missing at two weeks of absence/silence and after three weeks your character will be killed off. nothing personal, just business.
  
  five. real life fc's. AI ART IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED!
  
  six. two characters per person, max. you aren't required to make two, but if you do want to write more than one character that's all I am allowing for the time being
  
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  𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓.​

  
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[elanara]

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  "death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it."​

  
  

  
  erik — 38 years old — veteran
  
  d.o.b mm. dd.
  height 6’ 3”
  build tall, muscular
  gender m
  sexuality heterosexual
  hair color dark red/auburn, with some grey, falling just past his shoulders. worn down or in a low bun.
  eye color blue.
  species mortal.
  rank veteran.
  
  likes — waking early, alone time, peace and quiet, sitting and doing absolutely nothing — the man’s tired okay, let him relax in peace. Summertime, the sea, watching the sunrise, reading, the smell of freshly baked bread,
  
  dislikes — arrogance, people that are boastful, winter, snow, people that don't clean up after themselves, parties, being invited out for drinks past 9pm,
  
  fears — at this point? he doesn't really give a fuck.
  
  languages spoken — german, italian, french, romanian, latin, greek, arabic (egyptian dialect, his late wife taught him). it should be noted that his french has —and always will be—complete, absolute shit. it's the only language that has ever given him trouble and he has zero interest trying to improve it (even though he knows he should).
  
  strengths — a ruthless fighter, has a lot of physical endurance, excels in hand-to-hand combat, resourceful, calm under extreme pressure. can control his emotions well. never raises his voice. doesn't need to yell to exert authority or get his point across. commands respect when he enters the room.
  
  weaknesses — often comes across as emotionless and cold, tends to be closed off to those outside of his social circle, highly distrusting to everyone, very private and reserved, workaholic.
  
  weapon(s) of choice — carries a typical longsword and dagger. but can make a weapon out of anything he can get his hands on.
  
  personality — one of the most humble people you will ever meet — a rare trait for someone of his rank. Polite and well mannered. Exudes a very calm, quiet confidence. Doesn’t say much, not unless he has something to say. To those who don’t know him well, he’s too serious, but to those that do, he’s got a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. Incredibly hard working, trains almost daily. Friendly to those he cares about. Not too happy about supernaturals working with the veil, but doesn't openly complain.
  
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  • From Germany. Orphaned at seven. Got snatched up off the streets and sold into an underground child fighting ring in Berlin. Was forced to fight and kill to entertain the wealthy for roughly three years until he was wounded so badly he could barely walk. After that, he was sold into The Veil for the equivalent of half a shilling.
  • Married young. Recently widowed. His late wife was killed on a job they were working together three years ago (read: she got mortally wounded and he was forced to put her out of her misery). He's never been the same since.

  
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  magdalena "maggie" — 24 years old — hunter
  
  height — 5'9"
  
  build — slim and fit from years of training.
  
  gender — f
  
  sexuality — bisexual
  
  hair — brown and wavy, falling just past her shoulders.
  
  eyes — brown
  
  rank — hunter, just a couple years out of apprenticeship
  
  species — just another heart beating mortal
  
  likes — impulse decisions (and purchases), adventure, beer > wine, grapes, figs, soft yellow apples, long walks in nature, when the leaves turn in fall, riding fast, the feeling of the sun on her face, days at the lake, the sea, sailing, trying new foods. also, it should be noted that she lives for the tea.
  
  dislikes — change, being stuck indoors for too long, studying anything for hours — this bitch is lazy as fuck. she would rather try to take the fast n easy route of solving a problem instead of taking her time, which, in the end, almost always takes longer.
  
  languages spoken — italian, romanian, french, german, latin. note: her german is rough. it is common for her to mess up words, conjugations, and flat out make no sense when speaking it.
  
  strengths — close-range combat, taking charge, leadership (this whole revenge thing was her idea, after all),
  
  weaknesses — strategy, someone help her pls. a little arrogant and prideful (read: took down one werewolf aLL bY hErsELF and thought she was #thegoat), lazy, set in her ways, know-it-all, impatient, prone to moments of self doubt, archery or anything that deals with throwing a spear. taking harsh criticism.
  
  weapon(s) of choice — a pair of daggers.
  
  personality — naive, sassy, opinionated, gung-ho, passionate, hard-headed, stubborn af, impatient, argumentative (this bitch just gotta have the last word), smart-mouthed, is prone to having a temper on occasion. caring and compassionate and a little competitive towards her friends. Is. Incredibly. Fucking. Nosy. still isn’t quite sure where she stands with supernaturals working with the veil. her friends are against it, and she’s verbalized their opinions as her own in passing conversation, but deep down has yet to truly form her own opinion on the matter.
  
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  • Born into the order. Parents were killed on a job when she was young. She hardly remembers them, and honestly doesn't think of them much. Unlike some of her other colleagues, she does not long for an ordinary life, and quite honestly enjoys the excitement and adventurous nature her profession offers. If it wasn't for The Veil, she knows she'd likely be living a poorer quality of life, and would be resigned to being either a servant or housewife ("is there much of a difference?"), with no assets of her own. Here, women have far more independence and freedom than they have anywhere else, and are generally considered to be equals to men.
  • Vanya's best friend. Well, was, anyway.

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  "you should be wary of an old man in a profession where men typically die young."​

  
  

  
  saed — 60 years old — elder — npc
  
  
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  vanya — 24 years old — hunter — deceased
  
  Oh Vanya. Vanya Vanya Vanya. This girl was all over the damn place. She was always in competition with other hunters, always trying her best to prove herself, demanding the toughest cases even when, most of the time, she wasn't ready for them. She was the type of person that thought she knew everything, when in reality she hardly knew a thing. Yes, she was a good hunter, with natural instinct and ambition. The life never bored her, and she was passionate at all times and eager to learn more. But — at the same time, she made many costly mistakes. Mistakes that, in the end, lead her to her horrible death.
  
  Other: While she had many friends, let's be real here — this bitch had some haters in the office. Many of her fellow hunters found her to be quite annoying and difficult to work with. She had a very strong personality, was known for being bossy and assertive, and was also very opinionated. Older hunters often regarded her the same they would any new hunter, rarely taking her seriously.
  
  

 

[elanara]

Open for apps!

 

[wickedlittlecritta]

Iosif Komnenos

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  full name

  Iosif Komnenos

  nicknames

  Sef

  age

  Thirty-five

  date of birth

  September 3rd, 1318

  place of birth

  Trebizond, Empire of Trebizond (modern Turkey)

  gender

  Male

  sexuality

  Bisexual

  species

  Human

  rank

  Hunter
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  height & weight

  6'1", 185lbs

  hair

  Long and blond. Usually left loose, but tied back if he's working or fighting.

  eyes

  Brown.

  physique

  The lankiest man you've ever met. What does he need all that leg for.

  style

  Listen. The Veil may be all about practicality and keeping a low profile, but this does not stop Sef from spending all his money on the most expensive clothes he can get his hands on. This is a man who has forgotten that sumptuary laws are supposed to apply to him now.

  face claim

  Robert Pattinson

  Settle Into Ash

  MSR ft Tyler Smith
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  likes

  reading, horses, ships, the ocean, doing things right the first time, wine, olives
  
  

  dislikes

  impulsive actions, ale, waiting, getting his nice clothes dirty, any kind of food they eat north of the alps, people thinking he's from rome when he tells them he's a roman
  
  

  fears

  that he's never going to get to go home again.
  
  

  languages

  Greek, Latin, Lingua Franca, Armenian, Turkish, Italian
  
  

  strengths

  tactics and strategy, diplomacy, research. powerful haggling skills. he can sing also
  
  

  weaknesses

  arrogant, petty, prone to indulging in all 7 of the deadly sins. easily distracted by attractive individuals of any gender. kind of a bitch also.
  
  

  weapon of choice

  glaive. though comfortable with a number of weapons he likes the versatility of the glaive, as well as the frankly ridiculous reach it gives him.
  
  

  personality

  Sef is everything you expect from someone born into nobility: arrogant, charismatic, and ruthless. Despite having come to the Veil as a child they were never quite able to wring the sense of entitlement out of him. There's a little core of resentment there as well--he was raised with certain expectations of what his life was going to be like, and can't help feel like he was pawned off on the Veil to deny him that.
  
  Despite his tendency to privately consider himself more important than other people, Sef can be good company. Charming and gregarious, he likes parties and socializing. He can be a little overly-formal compared to many other members of the Veil, thanks to his early childhood at court, but he tries his best to make it seem like his problem rather than like he's insulting anyone else who doesn't have a hundred codes of etiquette memorized. The easy charm he wears in large groups thins in more intimate interactions, however. The better he knows someone the more prone to sarcastic humor and petty little barbs he is. He enjoys teasing and being teased as a form of affection, and often struggles with this being taken as earnest meanness. He thinks he's making a clever little witticism and expects a parry in kind, and instead finds the conversation shut down and his conversation partner genuinely angry with him. Anger makes Sef go cold. Forgive and forget? No. Resent and remember.
  
  You would expect a guy like this to be at least a little incompetent. You want him to be at least a little incompetent. It's so maddening that he isn't. He's a skilled fighter, a capable scholar, and a vicious tactician. If only he wasn't so infuriatingly annoying.
  
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  Born into the ruling family of the Byzantine rump state of Trebizond, the first several years of Sef's life were spent in and around the court on the coast of the Black Sea. Sef's father was a brother of the current emperor--not likely to inherit the throne, but not out of the running. And despite being a bastard, Sef was still his firstborn, and given a fitting education. Despite the rather precarious political situation the little empire was in Sef's childhood was disgustingly idyllic until, at the age of eight, his father married.
  
  His new stepmother did not care for having her husband's bastard underfoot and made no attempts to hide this, especially not to Sef himself. He was just past his ninth birthday when his father rescued him from his stepmother's attempt to drown him in the Black Sea and make it look like an accident. Shortly afterwards Sef was packed up and sent to Rome.
  
  

  the Veil

  Sef's apprenticeship with the Veil was rough. Missing his home and his family while being told he needed to give them up forever was hard enough, but Sef had also been deeply spoiled for his entire life. It took a very long time for him to adjust to the much rougher living of the Veil. He invented a story to help himself cope, one where it wasn't his father who sent him away but his awful, wicked stepmother, and that one day when he was all grown up, he would be able to go home and put everything right again. And Sef used that narrative to get himself through the slog of his training and apprenticeship, until he proved himself ready to be a full hunter.
  
  Well, he's grown up, and he's long since come to the realization that sending him to the Veil was possibly the kindest thing his father could have done for him. Sef's still going to punch him in the face about it if he ever sees him again.
  
  Sef has held the rank of hunter for about ten years now, and while he's not the most popular guy in the Veil, he's useful, in a lot of very particular and unique ways, so he's still reasonably well-informed on the goings on of everyone else.
  

coded by natasha.

 

[elanara]

𝐏𝐒𝐀
i updated the "languages spoken" requirements on the character sheet.
if you have any questions please let me know!​

 

[Cosmos]

WORK IN PROGRESS -(be nice plz lol. she aint done!)​

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Name:
Aeryna Einn úlfr -- (Aeryn for those close to her)

Age:
26

D.O.B:
//unknown "a lack of parents tends to do that to a kid. not that I'd be getting a gift either way."

Height:
5'9"

Build:
Muscular and well-toned yet not over-the-top, a more masc-leaning feminine build overall.

Gender:
Female // (she-her)

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Sexuality:
Sapphic (lesbian)

Hair color/style:
A darker brown, borderline black color in an unkempt and slightly curled loose tied style as needed, not someone to put much thought into such a thing.

Eye color:
A vivid forest green, a feature which strikes apart from her dark hair and roughed-up sun-tanned face.

Species:
Wyrwolf - lycanthrope

Rank:
None, her participation is only tolerated due to the current tensions.

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Languages Spoken:
Romanian, English, Latin, Nordic. Languages aren't a huge specialty of hers, those of her mother tongue and what is needed to survive and get around with moderate ease are her main priorities.

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Strengths:
Physical strength, Senses (Hearing, Scent, improved vision in the dark), Endurance, faster healing, intimidation (a skill a female mercenary picks up on the use of very quickly, aided by her supernatural presence occasionally putting those around her on edge even whilst under the assumption of her being no more than a well-trained human.)

Weaknesses:
Outnumbered situations, Extremely loud noises, and certain plants/roots safe for humans can be mildly toxic for her. Stubborn and a lack of after-thoughts/consequences to fights (injury minimalization), Struggles to work in group environments.

Abilities:
Úlfhéðnar - Essentially a shift from human to Lycanthropic form. It takes roughly 5-15 minutes to fully complete depending on the situation, the faster or more forced it becomes the more enraged and feral the beast becomes, however even in this form Aeryn remains almost completely in control as long as outward conditions are met such as hunger fulfillment and bloodlust quelled. Unlike common misconceptions, the transformation is not an uncontrollable force but rather an almost unbearable urge with certain biological triggers (Moon phase, pain level, high emotions, ect.), those who are younger or raised too far from civilization, however, struggle to control the impulse and often give in to the more feral side of themselves, whether a lust for the physical prowess or a drive for survival, in rare cases there are even those who lose the ability to return to human form at all.

In this form, Aeryn has greatly enhanced physical strength (more so than her already above-average level), Stamina, and senses. However leaves her unable to communicate via speech and a particular weakness towards overwhelmingly loud noises, along with pure silver causing acidic-type burns on contact (a feature not shared in her human state). Her larger-sized and semi-bipedal abilities do make maneuvering more difficult, especially in tighter spaces. The real strength being gained in large open areas with freedom of movement, not to mention her pitch-black fur making her near impossible to spot at night when hidden between trees or brush.

Weapon(s) of choice:
Viking sword, a simple, unimpressive but versatile blade to most, though a good dagger stashed in a boot is never amiss, the weaponry is all but assistance for when her true weapon, her fists, are not enough (and needless to say completely useless in bestial form)

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[wickedlittlecritta]

Devin Murphy

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  full name

  Damhán Ó Murchadha, born Gráinne Ó Ceallacháin
  

  nicknames

  Dev, Murph

  age

  Thirty-one

  date of birth

  May 24th, 1322

  place of birth

  Cork, Munster, Ireland

  gender

  Trans Masc

  sexuality

  Bi Ace

  species

  Witch
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  height & weight

  5'3", 140lbs

  hair

  Brown. A little long and shaggy.

  eyes

  Blue.

  physique

  Just a little guy.

  style

  Devin's lived in Rome long enough to have picked up a more Italian than Irish fashion sense. Firmly believes in the power of a good big cloak though.

  face claim

  Dylan O'Brien

  The Fairy Market

  Maggie Stiefvater
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  likes

  art, wine, horses, parties
  
  

  dislikes

  the English, nobility,
  
  

  fears

  getting outed
  
  

  languages

  Irish, Italian, English, some Latin, some French
  
  

  strengths

  healing, general witchcraft
  
  

  weaknesses

  squishy wizard syndrome
  
  

  weapon of choice

  did you know the difference between medicine and poison is a matter of dosage? much to think about
  
  

  personality

  Cocky, charismatic, and certain that he’s the most clever person in any room, Devin can be incredibly abrasive. He has a not undeserved reputation for being an asshole, which he'll cheerfully admit to, but he's definitely not out to hurt anyone who hasn't hurt him first--he's just self-absorbed and a little careless when it comes to other people's feelings, though he's fiercely protective of anyone he considers his. He has the air of someone playing 3D chess at all times, though it's debatable if he's any good at it. You'd think he's never met a consequence once in his life.
  
  Despite his loud personality, Devin’s learned when to keep himself inconspicuous and when to make a scene. He knows when to play idiot pilgrim and when to pretend to be a disgruntled local. Even though he loves showing off more than almost anything, he likes being competent even more. The magic trick of distracting you with something that doesn't seem important only to reveal that he did accomplish something important during it is one of his favorite little pleasures.
  
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  history

  Though England has had little thought to its Irish conquests for some time, Devin was born in Cork, one of the few enclaves of British control outside of Dublin. Devin's early childhood was spent underfoot in the kitchens of a manor house belonging to English gentry, where his mother worked as a scullery maid. It was there that Devin learned the basics of witchcraft, as he was taught to make herbal remedies for a range of illnesses and ailments.
  
  By fifteen, feeling trapped in Cork and his place in the world and his own body, Devin disguised himself and ran away, first to Dublin, and then later to England and France before eventually winding up in Rome. He's worked as a witch, an apothecary, and an astrologist, among other things, in the sixteen years he's wandered across the continent. He's mostly tried to keep himself out of trouble, with decidedly mixed results.
  
  

  abilities

  Most of being a witch is taught, not inborn. These skills--identifying herbs and knowing how to make use of them as medicines, various forms of divination, astrology--can all be learned. What can't be taught is a strange little feeling Devin has had as long as he can remember, which he's crafted into a very powerful thing. When he places his hand on another person, skin to skin, he can read their body much like he can read the stars. He can tell if someone is ill and where and how, tell if they're injured, and he can heal it--or make it worse.
  

coded by natasha.

 

[Lost Echo]

Name — Gargetha
Age — 45
D.O.B — September 21st 1308
Height — 6’ not including antlers
Build — gaunt
Gender — female
Sexuality — pansexual
Hair color/style — Blue/dreads
Eye color — Icy blue
Likes — Nature
Dislikes — Being inside, humans (they taste funny),
Fears — Uncontrolled fire,
Languages Spoken — Orcish, ferus (to animals), Greek, Italian (can only read Orcish runes)
Strengths — Stamina, Fairly egalitarian, Creative
Weaknesses — Physical Strength, Pride,
Abilities —
Medium: Hears and sees the souls of the dead around her
Soul Channeling: Spirits can speak through her. The Ancestors can do so without warning, if the message is urgent. Others must be invited in.
Spirit Channeling: Spirits can use her life force to gain a solid form. Usually animals (like a patronus)
Borrowing: Leaving her body behind, she can borrow the body of an animal (she’s never tried a humanoid before), the animal and its instincts are there, but she can override them if she feels it’s necessary.

Weapon(s) of choice — Staff: she knew the stag that formed this staff, as well as the tree that grew it. Both give her power.

Personality —

• Quiet for an orc
• Loyal to her tribe, feels responsible for it
• Comes off as distant or distracted. As if she's in another world
• Finds it difficult to stay Grounded in the living world

Extra details —

• Village location: Evros Mountains
• She is the Voice of her tribe. She remembers the stories of the tribe and it is she the ancestors speak through.
• Maybe the Veil has threatened the tribe before--or that new hunters will show off by trying to bringing back a dead orc?
• She has agreed to work with the Veil for protection of her tribe and to get a better opinion of orcs to the humans.
• Like a stag, her antlers come off in the spring. It is easier for her to blend in with humans then

 

[elanara]

CURRENTLY OPEN FOR APPS, for a brief period
if you have any questions, please let me know.

 

[RascalRoadkill]

wip i have no fc yet rip

Name - Iohanna Maria Augustine Hossana Romana de la Cruz- but, uh, you can just call her Iohanna.
Age - 26
D.O.B - April 20th 1327
Height - 5'11"
Build - Iohanna puts off sort of a more stereotypically masculine build; relatively tall in comparison to average heights and broad-shouldered.
Gender - Female (she/her)
Sexuality - Lesbian, but she doesn't quite know it. Claims she has never been attracted to anybody, ever (big fat liar) and interprets her appreciation of women as "but everyone thinks that". She's been rather headstrong about never marrying, if nothing else.
Hair color/style - Black. Cropped, short hair for combat practicality.
Eye color - Black
Species - Another bleedin' heart mortal.
Rank - Hunter
Likes - Her boy Jesus Christ, approval, discipline in the hard-working sense, and dogs.
Dislikes - Alcohol (besides the communion wine, she swears that's different), laziness, doing nothing- it makes her anxious.
Fears - Breaking a law of the Veil, the Elders (in sort of a "healthy respect" kind of way), a death without meaning or significance. All that uppity stuff, and the ocean- it's too vast and unpredictable for her to have any comfort with.

Languages Spoken - English, Spanish, Latin, Greek, Romanian. She is reluctant to admit that she tends to falter in Greek. Latin is mostly understood only in the religious capacity.
Strengths - Endurance, swordsmanship, loyalty. Unwaveringly steadfast.
Weaknesses - Hot-headed (despite her dislike for impulse), and loyalty- it can be just as much of a vice than a virtue. Tends to take what everyone says at face value. Bad liar. Struggles in almost all emotional affairs.
Weapon(s) of choice - Two longswords, but not a dual-wielder. One steel, one silver, in sort of a Witcher-esque manner. The hilts are gilded, of course. The classic boot dagger, and a stake for vampires specifically.

Personality - A Roman Catholic hardass that seems to be into it way more than pretty much every single one of her peers. She does not want for any ordinary life, and views her inclusion in the Veil as her God-given mission- this all comes as a result of being trained primarily by an extremely devout Veteran who emphasized sacrifice and suffering as hallmarks of a strong individual. Unfortunately, she expects everyone to have the same convictions regarding faith, and seems genuinely bewildered when they don't- however, she doesn't actually seem to have any distaste for other religions. She just wants to do her thing, and could care little for if they believe the same as her. She believes in it, and that's enough. It's very clear how ignorant she is about everyone else's beliefs, though.

Despite how literally "holier-than-thou" she acts, it masks the deep insecurity of being the low-down daughter of an outcast, more uneducated than the rest- she believes she has something to amend and prove to have a place here. As a result, she tends to "overcompensate" in regards to her perceived intelligence, using fancy, probably unnecessary words that she doesn't fully understand, and acting like she knows much more than she really does. She keeps to an extremely strict training regimen, and seems to be very judgmental of those who don't seem to dedicate to the Veil as much as she does. Iohanna tends to take just about everything way too seriously- which can either be helpful, annoying, or hilarious depending on the situation. Does not seem to understand or make jokes. Ever. She'll return a barb, at least, but mostly out of an "eye for an eye" mentality.

She does truly believe in the whole thing, but she's certainly using faith as a shield to avoid having to contend with some of her deeper issues. Iohanna seems to be in constant combat with herself between sticking to her ideals and getting people to like her- she won't admit it, but she really wants people to like her. The bloody nature of her profession makes her all-too aware that death is common and entirely possible. This, combined with her teachings, causes her to maintain something of a martyr/saint's complex as a result.

Though she's been taught to hate witchcraft and somesuch, there's two key things she hates more- disorder and injustice, both of which this recent killing falls under. "Smite the wicked" and so forth.

Extra details

• Born into the Order after being left behind by her father, who was apparently executed on charges of violating the Third Law of the Veil not even an hour after his wife had died birthing his daughter. They did, at least, abide by his final request- call his daughter Iohanna, yanked straight from the Biblical Latin.
• She's been told that her father was Spanish, apparently. When she decided she needed a "full name" to fit in, she tried to abide by the naming conventions of Spanish nobility- so, a long ass name to sound fancier. Unfortunately, being mostly uninformed about it, she mixed together a bunch of shit that didn't really make sense when put together- but she says it like it means something, so she either hasn't noticed or doesn't care.
• She claims to be guided directly by the archangel Michael, and the Saints Catherine, Sebastian, and Margaret. The validity of this claim has yet to be proved, though it also technically hasn't been disputed- but that's pretty much only because everyone rolls their eyes about it and humors her.
• If faith has done anything, it's made her inadvertently really good at killing vampires, which is sort of a happenstance coincidence.

 

[RascalRoadkill]

a lad

Name - Alexis Willougby
Age - 19
D.O.B - December 4th 1334
Height - 5'5"
Build - The most average of lads.
Gender - Male with he/him, though he would probably tack a They on if he, like, knew he could do that.
Sexuality - He doesn't know, there was training to do and murders happening, he ain't got time for all that.
Hair color/style - Black, mid-length. Longer than the average man's, but not quite down to the shoulders.
Eye color - Black
Species - A mortal lad.
Rank - Apprentice
Likes - All animals (horses in particular), helping people, spring.
Dislikes - Coffee, having to wear fancy clothes, winter.
Fears - Isolation, dying, helplessness.

Languages Spoken - English, French, Italian. French is less practiced and mostly conversational.
Strengths - Archery, stealth, climbing, lockpicking, hardcore parkour. He's light on his feet and a crafty escape artist. He has a ridiculous affinity for animals.
Weaknesses - He's far more dexterous than he is strong, and thus kind of sucks in melee. It's very easy to convince him to do something so long as you have a sob story behind it. Has a "must help everybody" mentality that slows him down rather often.
Weapon(s) of choice - Shortbow, but has a shortsword and dagger for if he gets into melee. He isn't super great with them, though. Much better with archery and tends to use the environment to his advantage best he can. This leads to him sort of scurrying around the battlefield to get out of smacking range of those who want to smack him with swords. Has a few fancy-special-arrows; ones with silver tips and the like.

Personality - Alexis is a spunky boy whose general demeanor seems to be in stark contrast with the hardened, senior members of the Veil. Though he's not deluded as to the true stakes of their situation, he seems a bit overly optimistic considering the bloody circumstances.

He thinks being in the Veil makes him a hero, and acts as a "hero" should. Always helpful, always kind- it doesn't yet seem that anyone's disproven his mentality that the Veil is entirely selfless and helpful to everyone that needs it. Corruption? Pssh, don't kid him! The Hunters are knightly, courageous people! Those that aren't are clearly outliers. To him, the worst the Veil can be is misguided, not malicious.

The young lad seems to be rather emotionally intelligent for his age, thinking that hiding his emotions from people is pointless and doesn't help anybody. He's a sucker for friendship and approval from the older Hunters. He tends to trust them without thinking.

He's never truly "lost" anything significant in a fight thanks to a close partnership with his now-former mentor, and thus interprets himself as a bit immune to losing a battle- because heroes always win, of course! Something bad might happen every now and again, but they always succeed in the end.

…So he assumes.

Extra details

• Nobody quite knows his history. Apparently, a Chinese merchant that traveled to the Eastern Roman Empire was killed by something supernatural while on the road- the Veil took it down, and lo and behold, this random baby was left behind.
• The Veil technically named him. Nobody in the group really knew where he was from exactly, nor any Chinese names even if they did, so the clueless white boys present at the time gave him an English name. He seems oblivious to it not "matching".
• Someone has beheaded his beloved mentor, Morgaine Hargrave, and delivered her head to the doorstep of the Veil. Little Alex seeks people that will help him take matters into his own hands.
• The medieval equivalent of a horse girl.

 

[elanara]

callum avery sinclair
hunter. twenty-seven years old. 6'2" and 185 lbs of pure sass.

personality: fun, friendly, flirty. wip