Realistic or Modern 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮: 𝑪𝑺

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and, ah, my love remind me, what was it that i said? i can't help but pull the earth around me to make my bed. and, ah, my love remind me, what was it that i did? did i drink too much? am i losing touch? did i build this ship to wreck?

yasmín ramos, legacy of mama qucha.

and good god, under starless skies we are lost, and into the breach, we got tossed, and the water is coming in fast! and, ah, my love remind me, what was it that i said? i can't help but pull the sea around me to make my bed.

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i'd be the voice that urged orpheus when her body was found, i'd be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground. i'd be the dreadful need in the devotee that made him turn around, and i'd be the immediate forgiveness in eurydice.

vincent delgado, son of venus.

imagine being loved by me. i won't deny I've got in my mind now all the things we'd do, so I'll try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i'm imaginin' you. i'd be the last shred of truth in the myth of true love.

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sydney rowan

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• 01
  name

  Sydney Niklaus Rowan

  nickname

  syd

  gender

  Cis Male (he/him/his)

  age

  eighteen

  date of birth

  January 12th

  Sexuality

  homosexual

  Place of Birth

  Carbondale, IL

  
  

  Race/Ethnic Background

  Caucasian with Russian/Scandinavian Roots

  
  

  Languages

  Allspeak...eventually

  appearance.

  
  Hair: Wavy, Dark Brown with streaks of Blonde
  Eyes: Clear Gray
  Height: 5"9.5
  Weight: 150 lbs.
  Build: Lean but Muscular
  Skin: A smooth, Peachy Natural Tan
  Body Mods: An industrial bar and two stacked lobe piercings on his left ear.
  Distinguishing Features: An "othila" rune on his left eye that appears and disappears when he's singing or standing in sunlight.
  Face Claim: Tristan Valdez

  personality.

  
  Positive Traits:
  -Intuitive
  -Hardened
  -Curious
  -Honest
  
  Negative Traits:
  -Sarcastic
  -Jaded
  -Foolish
  -Selfish
  
  Likes: Sour Candy, Wolf-Dogs, Drinking Water, Intricate Sounds
  Dislikes: Lazily Hidden Lies, Loneliness, Abrupt Fighting, Deceit indirectly involving him
  Hobbies: Archery Training, Singing, Divination(Runes)
  Skills: Combat Prowess, VERY Low-Level Object Creation from Prose Singing, Acrobatics
  Quirks: Knuckle cracking, twisting his hair as he reads
  Fears: Primordial Darkness, Losing his mind completely to Bauldr when Ragnorok does come
  
  School Life
  Grade: Freshman
  Clubs: Archery Club, Mythos Gladiators, Mythos Choir, Fight Club
  Dorm: Viribus
  
• 02
  backstory.

  
  Son of Odin
  Demigod
  
  Vision: Somewhere in the wood and snow was where he had a vision that brought him to his knees. Syd was bestowed with a vision not from Odin, but from the Other Half of his very soul. Bauldr, in all his light and glory, explained that Sydney's birth was fashioned as a fail-safe. Nothing ever truly dies and while the immortal part of him waited in a sort of stasis, the more "mortal" parts of the god lived on in the young man until the Ragnorok came to rebirth the two of them into a newer being. The dead god warned of the trickster, Loki, and their father. The All-Father. Should the latter fall into disfavor of the half-mortal son the new world would be for naught. Syd awoke with his bow, a strange rune on his left eye, and a place he could call sanctuary for the time being.
  
  Backstory:
  The fact that Sydney grew up in the system has never made him feel like he is below anyone in status. In a way, he knew that he was destined for more than the dreariness he awoke to every day. From the age he could speak, he sang songs that would make people weep in passing. The crows would follow in his wake as if protecting him. His homes were good to him, but he could never stay. The places he'd rest his head were never really "home" and as he grew up he came to accept that.
  
  At the age of fifteen, Syd started to feel a pull in his chest. Certain aspirations began to flower within him. He took up choir and acrobatics as well as hunting. In all areas, he succeeded to the highest degree, though he still couldn't figure out arithmetic for the life of him. Upon his eighteenth year, he became known as the weirdo with the dumbfounded look plastered on his face. Then it happened and there was no turning back. He was already out of the system's care so there was no stopping him. When he finished school, he enrolled to Mythos with an easy acceptance. With what little he has, Sydney ventures to find make his life--and his whole world-- anew.

  relationships.

  
  TBD
• 03
  abilities.

  
  Weapon:
  
  Shard
  A bow fashioned from a piece of Gungnir, Odin's spear. Syd calls it "Shard". Upon being gifted with the weapon, he was told that its quiver would never run dry and the bowstring would never break. There are other qualities about it that he doesn't know yet.
  
  Strengths:
  
  Weapon Mastery
  Marksmanship
  Vocal Creation
  Completely Unknown Photokinetic skills
  
  Weaknesses:
  Misteltoe
  Like his other half, one of the things that could definitely poison him was the nefarious plant.

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TAEVON PIERCE.

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• 01
  name

  Taevon Roy Pierce.

  nickname

  "There's nun' I ain't heard before. Tae, Von, Vonnie, TP? Funny shit, man."

  age

  Twenty-one years old.

  Gender

  Male.

  Sexuality

  Heterosexual.

  p.o.b

  Detroit, Michigan.

  ethnicity

  Haitian, Nigerian.

  Languages

  French, English, Creole.

  ❝As iron sharpens iron, so does one man sharpen his neighbor.❞

  — VISAGE.

  
  Taevon Pierce, once the star running back for Lake Orian High School, still bears many of the features earned in his football days. Standing at 6 feet 3 inches with a weight of just under 200 pounds, Tae's muscled figure is hard to miss. His broad shoulders, sharp jawline, and defined pectoral/abdominal muscles make him a man amongst children.
  
  Taevon's skin is a smooth, chocolate hue. A few darker specs loom over his freckled cheeks, and forehead. His hair is cut short, and is lined up daily by Taevon himself. When his demigod abilities stay dormant, Taevon's eyes are hazel brown in color, and transition into a brownish-red when he is using his powers. His lips, and jaw are either clean shaven, or bear light stubble. He shaves all too much to let his hair get out of hand.
  
• 02
  — PSYCHE.

  
  The first impression of Taevon is often quiet, and distant. He has a very difficult time warming up to new people, and would much rather keep to himself or people he's already befriended. Trust, honesty, and loyalty are three important qualities that Tae looks out for, and so he tends to be very critical about those that he keeps near him. Large groups of people make him feel very uneasy because he's unable to quickly identify who is who.
  
  While most of his friends haven't quite reached the core of Taevon Pierce, he does manage to let his guard down, and feel much more at ease with friends. He's mostly passive in his jokes, and witty comments, and would much rather enjoy the scene of his friends having a good time. The safety and well-being of those that he's loyal to is of utmost importance to Tae, and he can quickly become overbearing (albeit not super physical or touchy). Whether it's buying gifts, fixing up breakfast, or staying over when a friend is in a shitty mood, Tae shows his love through actions and doings much more than actual talking. When he does have to give advice, and share his feelings, he's mostly very blunt and dry about it; mostly trying to simply get it over with.
  
  The sharing of emotions is sacred to him, and he'd much rather keep that to a minimum.
  
  A lot of the reason why Taevon keeps to himself is a result of scarring experienced in his childhood. Repercussions of which have left him violent, and short-tempered. Staying wary of people allows him to minimize those outbursts, and stop him from hurting others. A lot of the time when he is mad, he isn't aware of the damage that's been done until it is too late.
  
  Likes: Football, Rum (it's a family thing), Girls, Relaxants, His Clippers, Precious Metals, the City, Cars, Smoking.
  
  Dislikes: Rules, Laziness, Emotions, Fighting, Loud Noises, Guns, Police.
  
  Hobbies: Writing Poems, Making Jewelry, Sports.
  
  Skills: Poetry, Blacksmith, Barber, Acting (because he's so good at suppressing his own feelings).
  
  Quirks: Taevon tends to play with the dozens of rings he adorns. He squeezes onto his 'Red' Angry Birds stress ball when he feels uneasy.
  
  Fears: Death, Failure, Monsters.
  

  
  

  
  

  — SCHOOL/ABILITIES.

  
  Grade: Junior.
  
  Clubs: Competitive Swimming, Mythos Gladiators, Fight Club.
  
  Dorm: Viribus.
  
  Lineage: Son of Ogun, yoruba god of war and metals (also rum, rum-making, warriors, and metal-work).
  
  Vision: Curse the younger Taevon Pierce for being such an arrogant son of a bitch. Following the blowout win against De La Salle football in a midnight thriller, Taevon Pierce and the Lake Orian Bobcats were headed to state. Tae mocked the opposing team, shouting all sorts of vulgar language over their mascot as his football senior season was extended. Like all good things though, the celebration would end for the night. He'd eventually leave the group of teammates he was celebrating with, and have to make the walk over to the bus stop.
  
  He didn't make it to the bus stop.
  
  Three, four, five of them had cut him off only a couple blocks before the 59. He was taken to an alley where they finally revealed themselves to be a members of the team he'd just stomped on, each one of them gangbangers with straps fixed onto their belts. They only used that to scare him though. In spite of it only being ten minutes long, the beating felt like an eternity.
  
  Tae still remembers the event like it was yesterday. He wasn't sad, he wasn't hurt, not at all. It was his ego that had truly suffered. His eyes flared up, and he could've sworn whisps of red energy flew out of them. Tae wasn't sure just how he knew what to do, but with the stretch of one arm, a dark chain tore through his palms. It impaled the back of the first attacker and flew out of his chest. He did the same for the second, leaving three of them to flee once they noticed what happened. The chains illuminated with fire, and wasn't the flames reached each man, they blew up into flames. He'd killed them.
  
  It was after the murders that a giant voice echoed through his head. "You truly are your father's son."
  
  It was months after his eighteenth birthday, after he'd just killed two other teenagers, that Taevon's father had finally contacted him. Ogun, the god of war and metals had been waiting for his son to embrace the warrior-side of him. To give in to that darkness, and let it take over. Taevon only accepted his father's suggestion to attend the Mythos Academy in hopes of controlling his powers, and never using them again. He wouldn't be able to look his mother in her eyes if he stayed in Detroit.
  
  Abilities
  
  

  • Divine Chain Generation - From the palms of his hand, Taevon is able to generate chains of infinite lengths. The chains aren't bound by earthly physics and/or gravity, and are able to propel quickly through the air. Grappling objects, and piercing victims. Equally, the chains have the capability to burst into flames, burning through anything it comes into contact with. The chains cannot be cut, or severed through mortal means.​

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  • Ferrokinesis - The power to bend, shape, and manipulate metals. Taevon is bound by imagination, duress, and stamina in how he utilizes this ability. By association, Taevon is capable of "detecting" metals by sensing for them with this ability.​

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  • Metal Mimicry - Taevon is able to both partially, and completely transform his body into solid metal. As with his exterior, his organs, bones, and muscle experience the same transition. In the metal form, Tae's strength and durability are greatly increased. His stamina is lengthened due to the drastic slow in formation of lactic acid (since breathing, and the process of oxygenation isn't in use. Mainly when completely transformed).​

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  As with the transition, Taevon becomes much heavier than normal. His motion is slowed, and the metal can possibly be corroded.​

  ​

  • Warrior's Rage - When angered, and/or in a situation of desperation, Taevon subconsciously enters into a state of rage wherein his body no longer suffers the restraints of pain, and fatigue. He loses control of his body to the point where he only sees red. Tae's physical, and supernatural abilities are magnified when in this state, but the loss of control makes it difficult to differ friend from foe. The Warrior's Rage only fades when the enemy is destroyed, or he is incapacitated. The length of being in this rage, and injuries sustained are often very detrimental when Taevon regains consciousness.​

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  Weapons
  
  

  • Taevon's Sai: The sai is an Okinawan melee weapon used primarily for stabbing. When first admitted into the Mythos Academy, Taevon was quickly drawn to this weapon because of how simple, yet deadly it is. It pairs well with his abrasive, close-quarters style of combat. With the school's equipment, Tae was able to fashion his own collection of sai with the celestial bronze made available. Each with intricate designs, and markings that pay homage to both his Nigerian, and Haitian ancestry.​

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  • Taevon's Spiked Mace: The spiked mace was a weapon that supposedly originated during the medieval era. An idea introduced to Taevon by his blacksmith professor, Taevon spent much of sophomore year perfecting the weapon. With a spiked head just over the size of a softball, chains just less than a meter in length, and a half a meter rod to grip it with, the spiked mace is a very dangerous weapon. While it requires most the use of two hands to wield it, Taevon often pairs it with a partially transformed metal arm that allows him to better manipulate it with the increased strength.​

  Strengths
  

  • Blacksmith - Taevon is a skilled blacksmith not only when it comes to weapons, but armor and machine parts too.​

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  • Quick Wit - Taevon can quickly think on his feet.​

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  • Close Quarters Combat - Since his enrollment, Taevon has focused a lot of his time on boxing, both as a discipline and an output for his anger. He's adopted a more abrasive, slugger style of fighting. He overwhelms opens through brute force, and endurance, lacking in any finesse or pretty blows.​

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  Weaknesses
  

  • Tunnel Vision - When Taevon has his mind set on one thing, it is very difficult to break his attention or convince him otherwise.​

  
  

  •Intellect - Academically, he's never been the sharpest tool in the shed. Tae's marks are below par.​

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  • Magic - He hasn't completely come to terms with magic, and the reality of it all. He is sometimes overwhelmed by all what he can do, and all what is possible in this new world around him.​

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  • BOOM - Gunshots, fireworks, and loud bangs all have a tendency to put Taevon back into those Detroit streets.​

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  • Temper - He has an unnervingly short temper.​

  
  
  
• 03
  ❝ None can destroy iron but its own rust . . .❞

  — HISTORY.

  
  Taevon Pierce is the youngest child of single mother, Patricia Pierce. Like many of his friends, and cousins in southern Detroit, a lot of their fathers were either dead, in jail, or skipped out on them at a young age. While his mother never mentioned their father all too much, she told Taevon and his siblings that he was lost to the streets. Dead, they all assumed.
  
  Growing up, Taevon was under protection of his eldest brother Devon for a majority of the time. His mother worked as a nurse, and hairdresser, and didn't have much time to tend to them. "Dev" was a member of a sub-set of Crips set up in Detroit which protected himself, and his sister Junie growing up. In spite of being their main caretaker, Devon was often shunned by their mother for joining the same gangs that'd supposedly killed their father. While Tae idolized his brother, he knew his brother would only end up dead, or in jail at the end. So, he did what the other half of teens did when they didn't like the idea of slinging dope, and running from cops.
  
  Taevon was an outstanding athlete from a very young age. Basketball and football quickly became his focus, and as he grew older and more tempted, his brother Devon made sure to keep him on path. While Taevon couldn't attend many of the athletic camps he was invited to out of state, he did a very good job of attracting scouts to come watch him play. By the time junior year came around he'd verbally committed to the University of Michigan, going to play division 1 football. He was making both his family, and his 'hood very proud, and would be attending a school close to home too.
  
  ***
  
  Curse the younger Taevon Pierce for being such an arrogant son of a bitch. Following a blowout win against De La Salle football in a midnight thriller, Taevon Pierce and the Lake Orian Bobcats were headed to state. Tae mocked the opposing team, shouting all sorts of vulgar language over their mascot as his football senior season was extended. Like all good things though, the celebration would end for the night. He'd eventually leave the group of teammates he was celebrating with, and have to make the walk over to the bus stop.
  
  He didn't make it to the bus stop.
  
  Three, four, five of them had cut him off only a couple blocks before the 59. He was taken to an alley where they finally revealed themselves to be a members of the team he'd just stomped on, each one of them gangbangers with straps fixed onto their belts. They only used that to scare him though. In spite of it only being ten minutes long, the beating felt like an eternity.
  
  Tae still remembers the event like it was yesterday. He wasn't sad, he wasn't hurt, not at all. It was his ego that had truly suffered. His eyes flared up, and he could've sworn whisps of red energy flew out of them. Tae wasn't sure just how he knew what to do, but with the stretch of one arm, a dark chain tore through his palms. It impaled the back of the first attacker and flew out of his chest. He did the same for the second, leaving three of them to flee once they noticed what happened. The chains illuminated with fire, and wasn't the flames reached each man, they blew up into flames. He'd killed them.
  
  It was after the murders that a giant voice echoed through his head. "You truly are your father's son."
  
  It was months after his eighteenth birthday, after he'd just killed two other teenagers, that Taevon's father had finally contacted him. Ogun, the god of war and metals had been waiting for his son to embrace the warrior-side of him. To give in to that darkness, and let it take over. His football tenacity wasn't enough, but he'd finally proved it in blood. Taevon only accepted his father's suggestion to attend the Mythos Academy in hopes of controlling his powers, and never using them again. He wouldn't be able to look his mother in her eyes if he stayed in Detroit. She hated killers, and he was one of them now. He lost a future in football, and his family in the same day.
  
  
• 04
  ─ NOTABLE CONNECTIONS.

  
  
  

  OGUN| IMMORTAL | FATHER Taevon has a very strained relationship with his father. Having been absence his entire childhood life, and made presently only when he committed a crime, Tae has little respect for his old man. He more than voices this in their few encounters with one another. Like him, Ogun has a difficult time sharing his emotion, and comes off more like a military dad.
  
  From time to time a new set of weapons, of jewelry will show up at Tae's location, but he ignores his father's gifts.
  
  

  PATRICIA PIERCE | 52 | MOTHER Patricia is Taevon's inspiration. A single mother who worked for three, who set aside her own goals and aspirations to teach each and every one of her kids how to strive for greater things. Taevon loves his mother dearly. Like the rest of his siblings, she believes him to be attending university somewhere in Switzerland where the connections is terrible. He tries to limit how much he sees his mother out of guilt, and the secret he holds. Still, he's her baby, and whether it's a Skype call or text messages, she stays very involved in his life.
  
  

  DEVON PIERCE | 27 | HALF-BROTHER While born to a different father, Devon is Taevon's brother all the same. While his mother imbued various values into Tae, it was his brother that showed him the true meaning of hustle.
  
  Like Taevon, his brother has done terrible things in his life. He's the only other person he's shared the existence of his father, and other life with. Devon keeps it a tight secret, and anticipates a time when he can visit the academy.
  
  

  JULIA PIERCE| 21 | TWIN SISTER Julia is Tae's elder twin sister only by a matter of seconds. She too is a daughter of Ogun, though she remains unaware of the 'other world.' She's never killed, or come anywhere near the apparent requirements for their father to accept her. Nor has she shown signs of any supernatural abilities. Julia goes to the University of Michigan and plays division 1 women's volley ball. Till this day she continues to question why her brother doesn't attend the school with her, though she's supportive of his newfound want to attend "university."
  
  They aren't as tightly in touch as Tae is with his mother, and half-brother. He feels guilty for not informing her of her supernatural ancestry, but also feels the need to refrain from giving her the unneeded burden.
  
  

  
  

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  Money Trees - Kendrick Lamar
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  alexei felix kemp.
  
  
  

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  alex.
  
  
  

  age

  21.
  
  
  

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  male.
  
  
  

  sexuality

  bisexual.
  
  
  

  date of birth

  june 1st.
  
  
  

  zodiac

  gemini.
  
  
  

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  dresden, germany.
  
  
  

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  german.
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  slightly longer and dark brown.
  
  
  

  eyes

  piercing blue.
  
  
  

  height

  6'3
  
  
  

  weight

  180 lbs.
  
  
  

  build

  athletic.
  
  
  

  skin

  fair.
  
  
  

  body mods

  nose ring and a few tattoos.
  
  
  

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  his penetrating stare and brilliant smile.
  
  
  

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  kind - charismatic - genuine - easy-going - passionate - friendly - compassionate - diplomatic
  
  
  
  

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  arrogant - hedonistic - lazy - unreliable - sensitive - overly competitive
  
  
  
  

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  cats - flowers - anything sweet - music - art - parties - reality tv - making people laugh - working out - fashion
  
  
  
  

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  boredom - people who take things too seriously - math - bullies - winter - feeling inferior
  
  
  
  

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  working out - dancing - socializing - drawing - painting - listening to music
  
  
  
  

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  painting - weaponry - weaving flower crowns - horse back riding
  
  
  
  

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  spiders - death - being alone
  
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  resistance to magic: though alexei is still affected by powerful magic, he is less susceptible to spells than other demi-gods.
  
  illusion: just like his mother, alexei can create powerful illusions.
  
  shadow manipulation: alexei can make the shadows take a physical form such as a weapon or chair.
  
  
  

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  nightsword - given to him by his mother.
  
  
  

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  Hela, norse goddess of death.

  
  
  
  

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  demi-god.

  
  
  
  

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  Backstory

  
  alexei grew up believing that he was part of a normal family. his parents weren't perfect, but they loved him and his younger sisters. his father was a well off business man and wanted his oldest son to take over the family business one day, but the young boy was more interested in art than boring corporate life. ever since he was young he'd been artistically and musically inclined, it drove a wedge between him and his father, but his mother always encouraged him to pursue his passion.
  
  despite the tension between him and his father, life was going perfectly normal until his 18th birthday when hela called to him, revealing that she was his real mother. alexei was beyond upset, because now not only was his father asking something of him that he wanted nothing to do with, but now his mother was asking him to attend a school for demi-gods and train in his new abilities. all of this information was too much for alexei to take in, but after a few months he decided to attend mythos academy because it was better than working for his father's business and confronting his problems.
  

  
  

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  Nickname: Cate/Cath/Cat
  
  Age (18 - 25): 21
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Sexuality: Bisexual
  
  Place of Birth: Stonington, Maine, USA
  
  Race/Ethnicity: Irish American.
  
  
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  Clubs: Hunting, nature, and photography.
  
  Dorm: Silva
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  Weight: 148
  
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  Skin: By nature of the weather in Stonington, Cate remains pale for most of the year. She has a lot of freckles, especially on her face and shoulders. Her face flushes very easily.
  
  Body Mods: Her ears are pierced and she has two tattoos. On her right thigh, she has a tattoo of the Argo Navis constellation. Snaking up her left hip, she has another constellation tattoo, this time of hydra.
  
  Distinguishing Features: Her freckles and red hair.
  
  Face Claim: Luca Hollestelle
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  Positive Traits: Confident, ambitious, empathetic, protective, funny.
  
  Negative Traits: Recalcitrant, reckless, temperamental, competitive, stubborn.
  
  Likes: Science, camping, intense storms, antiques.
  
  Dislikes: Crowds, hot weather, spelunking, heights, loud environments.
  
  Hobbies: Photography, carpentry, embroidery, playing the violin.
  
  
  Skills: Sailing, close combat, rifle accuracy, basic survival skills.
  
  Quirks: She has a habit of sliding her necklace around mindlessly and picking at her fingernails.
  
  Fears: Claustrophobia and phagophobia.
  
  
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  Abilities:
  ☾ Hydrokensis~ Cate has command over water. She can manipulate water as long as it is already present as she can not create it. She can alter the temperature, but she has not had any success with changing the state of matter yet. She is stronger in saltwater, although the difference isn't staggering quite yet. She can also create a bubble of oxygen if she's submerged, enabling her and others to breathe underwater.
  ☾ Mariner's Blessing~ Cathleen has the ability to extend her blessing on seafaring vessels. Depending on the blessing she bestows, she could ensure a bountiful catch, calm seas, or a safe return. This also works in reverse and Cate could curse a voyage. She's only wished someone a poor catch, as she's too afraid to try the other two.
  ☾ Aerokensis~ Cate has conditional control over the wind. This is by far the weakest of Cate's abilities. She only has control over the wind when in possession of her sword Fragarach, or on the open sea.
  
  Weapon: As a gift, Cate received the legendary sword Fragarach. Fragarach went by many names, including the whisperer, or the answerer. The sword was originally forged by the gods and was meant to be wielded by kings who were coronated at the Stone of Destiny, also known as the speaking stone. It was said that when the stone roared, the sword whispered. The tales also said that if Fragarach was held up to your throat, you wouldn't be able to tell a lie. Cate's never put this to the test, but she often wonders if the reason people tell the truth when up against the blade, it's because they're hoping to alleviate their situation. No magic required.
  
  Strengths:
  ☾ Swimming~ This surprises exactly no one. While she's not the fastest at swimming, she has high stamina and could swim an impressive distance.
  ☾ Navigation~ A little more unusual, but she hardly ever gets lost. If she's been there at least once before, she will remember how to get there and how to get home unassisted. She also has quite the knack for celestial navigation. Her mom had an antique sextant that Cate absolutely loved to play with as a kid, eventually prompting her to check out books and study up on how to properly use it.
  ☾ Sailing~ Cate grew up in a port town, practically every kid she knew growing up knew how to operate a boat. The older she got, the more and more time she spent hanging around her stepdad's lobster boat. She picked up all she knows from him and his 2 crew members.
  
  Weaknesses:
  ☾ Heights~ She really isn't sure what this all about. She never really had a fear of heights until she got older. There's just something about being in high elevation that makes her chest feel tight and her body feel uneasy. She thinks it has something to do with being so far away from sea level, and in thin, dry air but she hasn't confirmed this.
  ☾ Hubris~ She's full of it. Cate frequently feels unstoppable, and she acts like it. Her reckless attitude puts her in situations she's far from equipped for.
  ☾ Stragitizing under pressure~ When the going gets tough, Cate absolutely can not form a coherent plan. She relies purely on past experiences and gut instinct without thinking of the consequences. This is particularly unhelpful is she is put into a new and stressful situation where she doesn't have that prior knowledge to fall back on. Any attempt she makes at trying to formulate a plan on the spot ends with her paralyzed by anxiety and panic.
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  Child/Descendant of: Lir
  
  Demigod or Legacy: Demigod
  
  Where did they have their vision?: It was right after Cate had finished high school. It was her second season working as a lifeguard at her local beach. It was still very early in June and it wasn't quite peak tourist season yet. She was off duty at the time and was getting reacquainted with the practice drills and swimming a good bit away from the shore. It was just approaching high tide and the wind was really kicking that day. Cate had completed a couple of laps already and was gearing up for just one more. She was maybe halfway to the distance goal when she was caught by a strong undertow and was pulled below the waves. Rather than feeling panic, Cate felt oddly relaxed. She wasn't being pulled out to sea, and she wasn't being pulled under anymore. Her mouth and nose were being covered by an air bubble. It felt like the white noise of the water was speaking to her, and she somehow understood what the sea wanted her to know.
  
  Backstory: Named after her late grandmother, Cathleen was the first daughter of Ms.Piper Malloy. It was just the two of them for the first five years of Cate's life, and they managed alright. Piper had inherited her parent's home in Stonington, Maine, and they were doing okay for themselves. Piper ran a strict home, but Cathleen never doubted the fact that she was loved. It wasn't long after Cate turned five that her mom started dating again and local lobsterman Ben Anderson came into their lives. He was also a single parent and had a son, Liam, age 6, and a daughter, Nina, age 3. He was very good to Piper, and the kids took to this change rather well. Piper and Ben were married within a year of dating, they always said: "if you know, you know." Piper and Cate's small family had now doubled in size. There were some growing pains for the first 6 months or so, but the benefit of the kids being so young was that they were fairly adaptable. After being married for 2 years, Piper and Ben had another child, Cate's half-sister Molly.
  When Cathleen was around nine or ten, she started to refer to Ben as her father but was always very aware that she was not biologically related to him. Whenever she pressed her mother for details about her biological dad, her mother would change the subject or blow the question off. One night after a holiday party at their home, Piper had a bit too much to drink and had told Cate that they had met abroad when she was in Ireland and that he'd never leave the sea. Cathleen took this to mean that he was either a fisherman or a sailor.
  By the time Cate was a young teenager, it was obvious to anyone who had met the girl more than once that she was meant for the water. She was the strongest swimmer in her family, and her stamina was unmatched. She took to competitive sailing like a champ. She loved being out on the open water, relying only on herself and her equipment. Cate also took an intense interest in going out on the water with her stepdad and became a huge nudge about it until she was finally allowed. She was a natural on the ship. Once something was shown to her, she had no issue repeating the process. She was still fairly small so she was mostly relegated to easier tasks. It was around this time she came across her mother's antique sextant and began becoming interested in celestial navigation.
  Things carried on without issue for a long time. Cate did alright in high school. She did slightly better than average when she put her all into it, but she wasn't at the top of the class. She split her summers working on her stepdad's boat with her stepdad and stepbrother, lifeguarding at the shore, and going on frequent camping trips with the whole family. It was a summer that felt no different from all the other ones when Cathleen had found out the truth about her lineage. The moment she had gotten home from the ordeal at work, she confronted her mother with her newfound information. Piper verified Cate's story. Cate sat on the information for a while before deciding that she wanted to go find some answers, and knew she'd get them at the school.
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

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Basics
Name: Cathleen Malloy
Nickname: Cate/Cath/Cat
Age (18 - 25): 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Place of Birth: Stonington, Maine, USA
Race/Ethnicity: Irish American.

Appearance
Hair: Red hair with a slight wave. She frequently braids it or pulls it up into a bun so it sits away from her face.
Eyes: Dark brown
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 148
Build: Cate is in good physical shape. She has an athletic build from being involved on her stepdad's fishing boat since she was a young teenager.
Skin: By nature of the weather in Stonington, Cate remains pale for most of the year. She has a lot of freckles, especially on her face and shoulders. Her face flushes very easily.
Body Mods: Her ears are pierced and she has two tattoos. On her right thigh, she has a tattoo of the Argo Navis constellation. Snaking up her left hip, she has another constellation tattoo, this time of hydra.
Distinguishing Features: Her freckles and red hair.
Face Claim: Luca Hollestelle

Personality
Positive Traits: Confident, ambitious, empathetic, protective, funny.
Negative Traits: Recalcitrant, reckless, temperamental, competitive, stubborn.
Likes: Science, camping, intense storms, antiques.
Dislikes: Crowds, hot weather, spelunking, heights, loud environments.
Hobbies: Photography, carpentry, embroidery, playing the violin.
Skills: Sailing, close combat, rifle accuracy, basic survival skills.
Quirks: She has a habit of sliding her necklace around mindlessly and picking at her fingernails.
Fears: Claustrophobia and phagophobia.

School Life
Grade: Sophmore
Clubs: Hunting, nature, and photography.
Dorm: Viribus

Abilities
Abilities: Hydrokensis~ Cate has command over water. She can manipulate water as long as it is already present as she can not create it. She can alter the temperature, but she has not had any success with changing the state of matter yet. She is stronger in saltwater, although the difference isn't staggering quite yet. She can also create a bubble of oxygen if she's submerged, enabling her and others to breathe underwater.
Mariner's Blessing~ Cathleen has the ability to extend her blessing on seafaring vessels. Depending on the blessing she bestows, she could ensure a bountiful catch, calm seas, or a safe return. This also works in reverse and Cate could curse a voyage. She's only wished someone a poor catch, as she's too afraid to try the other two.
Aerokensis~ Cate has conditional control over the wind. This is by far the weakest of Cate's abilities. She only has control over the wind when in possession of her sword Fragarach, or on the open sea.
Weapon: As a gift, Cate received the legendary sword Fragarach. Fragarach went by many names, including the whisperer, or the answerer. The sword was originally forged by the gods and was meant to be wielded by kings who were coronated at the Stone of Destiny, also known as the speaking stone. It was said that when the stone roared, the sword whispered. The tales also said that if Fragarach was held up to your throat, you wouldn't be able to tell a lie. Cate's never put this to the test, but she often wonders if the reason people tell the truth when up against the blade, it's because they're hoping to alleviate their situation. No magic required.
Strengths: Swimming~ This surprises exactly no one. While she's not the fastest at swimming, she has high stamina and could swim an impressive distance.
Navigation~ A little more unusual, but she hardly ever gets lost. If she's been there at least once before, she will remember how to get there and how to get home unassisted. She also has quite the knack for celestial navigation. Her mom had an antique sextant that Cate absolutely loved to play with as a kid, eventually prompting her to check out books and study up on how to properly use it.
Sailing~ Cate grew up in a port town, practically every kid she knew growing up knew how to operate a boat. The older she got, the more and more time she spent hanging around her stepdad's lobster boat. She picked up all she knows from him and his 2 crew members.
Weaknesses: Heights~ She really isn't sure what this all about. She never really had a fear of heights until she got older. There's just something about being in high elevation that makes her chest feel tight and her body feel uneasy. She thinks it has something to do with being so far away from sea level, and in thin, dry air but she hasn't confirmed this.
Hubris~ She's full of it. Cate frequently feels unstoppable, and she acts like it. Her reckless attitude puts her in situations she's far from equipped for.
Stragitizing under pressure~ When the going gets tough, Cate absolutely can not form a coherent plan. She relies purely on past experiences and gut instinct without thinking of the consequences. This is particularly unhelpful is she is put into a new and stressful situation where she doesn't have that prior knowledge to fall back on. Any attempt she makes at trying to formulate a plan on the spot ends with her paralyzed by anxiety and panic.

History
Child/Descendant of: Lir
Demigod or Legacy: Demigod
Where did they have their vision?: It was right after Cate had finished high school. It was her second season working as a lifeguard at her local beach. It was still very early in June and it wasn't quite peak tourist season yet. She was off duty at the time and was getting reacquainted with the practice drills and swimming a good bit away from the shore. It was just approaching high tide and the wind was really kicking that day. Cate had completed a couple of laps already and was gearing up for just one more. She was maybe halfway to the distance goal when she was caught by a strong undertow and was pulled below the waves. Rather than feeling panic, Cate felt oddly relaxed. She wasn't being pulled out to sea, and she wasn't being pulled under anymore. Her mouth and nose were being covered by an air bubble. It felt like the white noise of the water was speaking to her, and she somehow understood what the sea wanted her to know.
Backstory: Named after her late grandmother, Cathleen was the first daughter of Ms.Piper Malloy. It was just the two of them for the first five years of Cate's life, and they managed alright. Piper had inherited her parent's home in Stonington, Maine, and they were doing okay for themselves. Piper ran a strict home, but Cathleen never doubted the fact that she was loved. It wasn't long after Cate turned five that her mom started dating again and local lobsterman Ben Anderson came into their lives. He was also a single parent and had a son, Liam, age 6, and a daughter, Nina, age 3. He was very good to Piper, and the kids took to this change rather well. Piper and Ben were married within a year of dating, they always said: "if you know, you know." Piper and Cate's small family had now doubled in size. There were some growing pains for the first 6 months or so, but the benefit of the kids being so young was that they were fairly adaptable. After being married for 2 years, Piper and Ben had another child, Cate's half-sister Molly.
When Cathleen was around nine or ten, she started to refer to Ben as her father but was always very aware that she was not biologically related to him. Whenever she pressed her mother for details about her biological dad, her mother would change the subject or blow the question off. One night after a holiday party at their home, Piper had a bit too much to drink and had told Cate that they had met abroad when she was in Ireland and that he'd never leave the sea. Cathleen took this to mean that he was either a fisherman or a sailor.
By the time Cate was a young teenager, it was obvious to anyone who had met the girl more than once that she was meant for the water. She was the strongest swimmer in her family, and her stamina was unmatched. She took to competitive sailing like a champ. She loved being out on the open water, relying only on herself and her equipment. Cate also took an intense interest in going out on the water with her stepdad and became a huge nudge about it until she was finally allowed. She was a natural on the ship. Once something was shown to her, she had no issue repeating the process. She was still fairly small so she was mostly relegated to easier tasks. It was around this time she came across her mother's antique sextant and began becoming interested in celestial navigation.
Things carried on without issue for a long time. Cate did alright in high school. She did slightly better than average when she put her all into it, but she wasn't at the top of the class. She split her summers working on her stepdad's boat with her stepdad and stepbrother, lifeguarding at the shore, and going on frequent camping trips with the whole family. It was a summer that felt no different from all the other ones when Cathleen had found out the truth about her lineage. The moment she had gotten home from the ordeal at work, she confronted her mother with her newfound information. Piper verified Cate's story. Cate sat on the information for a while before deciding that she wanted to go find some answers, and knew she'd get them at the school.