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Wicked, immortal, and devastatingly beautiful, the fae are known for spiriting away mortals unlucky or foolish enough to cross their paths. Trapped for eternity in the Seelie Court, many mortals go mad in the service of the fae who are bound by naught but their rules of hospitality and who indulge their every fantastic, terrifying whim. Surrounded by the impenetrable Mirkwood forest

the Seelie Court has thrived for a millennia under the rule of Queen Titania and her
Council of Seven fae courtiers ... but even in the ageless land of the Seelie Court
nothing lasts forever - Titania has crossed over to the Otherworld leaving the
throne open for the next ruler to rise. The Council of Seven have begun to vie
for the position but unbeknowst to them they are not the only ones making a play
for the crown. A group of seven mortals who have been captured in the Seelie
Court see this event as an opportunity to finally, finally, take power for
themselves by any means necessary to secure their freedom. Up against powerful
immortals they must use everything at their disposal - after all, in the Seelie
Court you play for keeps.

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𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 grey rhodes 𝐀𝐆𝐄 31 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 cis male 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 west-side
leader 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍 romania 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 sturdy but not
muscular, built for agility and stamina over brute force 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒
cobalt blue 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 pitch black 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐎𝐍 very fair, scars and
blemishes stand out readily 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 jagged scar across his throat
that he tries to keep covered, smattering of scars on his hands,
fading scar running from left cheek to upper lip 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒/𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐒
has a single, solid black tattoo running down the length of his
spine and two circling his wrists 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 ash, fresh soil, something
distinctly bitter 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄 as much black as he can manage,
mainly utilitarian, alway has a tactical vest and gloves

──── 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊 ──
── 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐖 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 ─────

── 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 ─
─ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊 ──

Grey is always in control - even as the world has crumbled into chaos, Grey's
grip on himself is unrelenting, and his collected demeanor never wavers,
never breaks. If anyone has seen him phased or faltering, then they're too
long gone for their stories to hold any weight. Grey takes his job seriously,
and works all hours of the day to keep the stronghold running - he has
high demands of the people that he works with, but only asks for so much
out of his desire to keep his people safe. He is incredibly clever, and is
quick to come up with innovative solutions relying on the strengths of the
people that he is surrounded with. To most, he comes off as cold,
unfeeling and calculating - Grey always prioritizes the survival of the group
and has made incredibly difficult choices with lives hanging in the balance,
and as such has come to see his emotions as a weakness. So while he cares
deeply for the people he lives with, he often does not allow himself to get
too attached - they don't often last long.
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𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑____.___soldier
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other
𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐎𝐕𝐀____soldier
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𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀______.__soldier
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𝐆𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑___domestic
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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎________domestic
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𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀𝐊_.__domestic
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𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄________the second
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𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐗...the doctor
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𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑__.__the general
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𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐉𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑____.____nurse
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𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐀_-._nurse
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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆____x_nurse
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𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐕𝐔𝐊𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐂__.__soldier
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𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐒_x._the second
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𝐃𝐑. 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄_x_the doctor
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𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐓𝐀𝐔𝐄𝐑__.___xthe general
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𝐘𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄_______x__nurse
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𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄_.x_nurse
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𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀__x_.__soldier
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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐄____x__._soldier
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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎____x___domestic
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𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄_x_.domestic
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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐎'𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍___x_.domestic
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𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀____x__domestic
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𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍__x____domestic
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5, 10" 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 a long scar from left shoulder to top of right hip 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒/𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐒
Concentric circles tattoo on wrist 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 woody smoke mixed with heavy spices
𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 usually in flannel and jeans, bed-head, perpetual under-eye bags

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"The ability to view every
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timelines simultaneously."

August has the ability to view
all of his personal timelines
at will, though accessing
them is taxing and can't
be sustained for more than
a couple minutes at most.
His gift always leaves him
weak and with a splitting
headache. He can view
the timelines of others but
only after establishing
physical contact with them.

August primarily uses his
ability to avoid disaster
but seeing the darkest
timelines always weighs
heavily on his subconscious.

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August's memory is, at best, foggy up until the time he was six. His earliest completely solid
memories were in the children's home of Eden where he lived for a couple years before being
transferred into the baker's care at the age of eight. He grew up as the baker's apprentice,
slowly learning to manage his ability so that he could shake a hand without seeing the entire
timeline of someone's life. As he reached adulthood, his mentor and parent figure passed away
suddenly due to heart complications, leaving August alone with nothing but the bakery.

As the years passed and time crept on, August became increasingly interested in discovering the
memories that had been locked away from him for so long. Even as he viewed his own timelines,
scouring through what should have been infinite lifetimes, he was met again and again with gaps
and static. Where there should have been life, he saw only smoke and ash. Then, a few months
ago he managed - by chance or by fate - to break though the static, witnessing for a split
second a world outside the bounds of Eden.

Immediately, August became obsessed with the idea of finding that world, certain that once he
did, the gaps in his ability would fill in. The harder he struggled to to get out, however, the
tighter the walls of Eden seemed to be - still, he managed to meet a small group of individuals
like him who looked beyond the boundaries of Eden.


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August is outwardly warm and easy-going, if not a bit quirky. He's generally well-liked by the
clientele of the bakery, and is a favorite of the children in the town for giving out left-over
pastries when the day is done. He's known, however, to lapse into moments where he seems

a thousand miles away from the present. These moments are a brief window
into who August is at his core - a man deeply troubled by the horrors that
he sees in his own future, and the future of those around him. The darkest
moments in his timelines are the ones that draw him in -like a moth to the
flame- bleeding into his mind until at times he cannot tell what timeline
he is in, or what reality is coming to pass before him.

Because of the difficult to control nature of his ability, August has struggled
to make connections with the people around him, and is therefore, naturally
a bit of a loner. This isn't to say he dislikes people -he is deeply empathetic-
but knowing the potential fates of others makes it hard to behave normally.
Ultimately, Alex is outwardly all smiles and optimism, masking his
unrelenting fear of the future and all the possibilities it holds.

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𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 nesrin dane 𝐀𝐆𝐄 26 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 cis female 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍 us
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 5, 6" 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 2 scars encircling her ankles 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒/𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐒
'n.35-R1N' tattoo on neck 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 clean linen, lemon, sharp and clean
𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 flamboyant dresser, usually in suits, rarely disheveled

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"The power to share an
individual trait, skill, or
ability with the other
members of one's species."

Nesrin has the ability to absorb
then alter or transfer the
physical appearance and/or
skills of others. Her powers are
only permanent when used on
herself, and last a maximum
of one hour when used on
another. She must have
physical contact to gather
the genetic coding that is
needed for her ability.

Nes mainly uses her gift
to augment her appearance
and physical prowess, but
she cannot absorb other's
abilities because they are
genetic anomalies.

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Nesrin is one of the few in Eden who was allowed to maintain her memories of the
outside world even after arriving in the small town at the age of ten. Her childhood
was far from kind - her abilities had been discovered at a young age, and she was
quickly taken by those who wanted to use her gifts for personal gain. By the time
people from Eden were able to track her down and bring her to their community
she had already suffered greatly, and wanted nothing to do with the outside world.

Nes was raised directly by one of the community leaders, and so was privy to a
great deal of information. Initially, there were two other children being raised
by him, but he chose Nes to become his eventual successor. Because of this,
Nes spent the majority of her time studying directly under the leader instead of at
the school with the other children. In addition to the basics of education, her days
were filled with helping the leader address the issues of the community, being told
that the goal of all their work was keeping Eden safe.

Following a recent change within the power structure of Eden, Nes had been told
that a number of residents might be placing the whole of Eden at risk and she's
determined to protect the only place she calls home by any means necessary.


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Nes is a bit enigmatic, even to those who have known her since her arrival in Eden. Her
emotions come and go as quickly as changes in the wind, but the inconsistencies in her
mood cannot detract from her strongest trait - her lightning quick, cunning intellect.

After all, it was this intellect that first caught the attention of the leader
and was what kept her alive through her perilous childhood. Because Nes
was raised in a different manner to those around her, and because she
retained memories that had been taken from most of Eden, she struggles
to relate to the people around her in an authentic way, mostly settling
for some kind of professional interaction as opposed to deep friendship.

Nes wants to keep Eden -and herself- safe from the threat that she
believes the outside world poses. The lasting traumas of her childhood
make it incredibly difficult for her to place trust in others besides herself,
and she lives with the lasting fear that there are still those tracking her
down to take advantage of her abilities. So while Nes appears confident,
slightly impulsive, and moody, her intellect will always win the day.

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𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 Farris Anna Sannhildr
𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 Female [she/her/hers]
𝐀𝐠𝐞 25
𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 Ireland
𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 Rowan Clodagh Sannhildr (sister, deceased)
𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Farris is on the shorter side
standing at 5'2 with a slight, athletic build. Her arms
and legs are perpetually marked with small cuts and
scratches, and she has a smattering of freckles across
her face and shoulders. Farris typically smells of lemons
from her morning tea and the wood she whittles
when out in the forest. Her hair is usually pulled into a
braided bun or pony tail for function, an action which
is slightly undermined by her hand-cut-always-slightly
-too-long bangs. Farris generally wears dark pants and
hiking books; in summer she likes simple tee-shirts and
sports tops, but as it gets colder she prefers
knit turtleneck sweaters and always, always, wears
her oversized shearling jacket.
𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 Her outdoor strengths are stealth, climbing,
tracking, and mimicking many animal noises.
Farris is also an exceptional note taker, and in the
event that her camera is unavailable she is a fairly
good sketch artist. She has an incredibly sharp memory.

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+ analytical, clever, not
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-deceptive, stubborn

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green, well-made tea,
witty banter, first snow
of the year, horror
movies

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being wet, old airplanes,
wasted food, questions
about her accent

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Farris is a human
and is mortal in every sense
of the word. Even so, she is
an incredibly gifted tracker
of supernatural beings, to
the point that her skills seem
supernatural in of
themselves. This tracking does
not only apply to animals as
she's also able to easily
keep tabs on those she
encounters. Additionally,
through tracking, she can
sometimes even garner a
bit of information on her
subject such as limp or
other ailment.

In the inevitable clashes
with other groups, Farris
can handle herself using
her years of training and
family history.

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Farris doesn't remember much of the first five years of her life other than the green rolling
hills of Ireland and the warmth of her family. From what she was told later by Rowan, she was
the youngest daughter in a family of six comprised of her parents, two older brothers, Rowan,
and herself. Her family was one of the most well-known hunters in Europe and were intent on
teaching their children the trade, primarily training them in the use of their family craft;
tracking. Together the family roamed across Europe in their van, living a perfectly content
life. Though tracking was their main practice, the family did train their children to protect
themselves against the other supernatural beings in the world, primarily through the use of
their trade-mark silver bladed hatchets.

Though Rowan didn't elaborate much more on the rest of the Sannhilder's than this, she was
even more tight lipped as to what exactly had happened to Farris' other siblings and parents,
stating that they were simply gone. When she was seven, Farris traveled to Canada with
Rowan as her older sibling carried on the family trade by herself, teaching Farris what she
could as the two of them journeyed west. The next ten years were happy times for Farris as
the two sisters lived a simple but exciting life, constantly on the move, living life on their
own terms. This all came to a sudden halt when the Sannhildr girls were attacked by a
werewolf pack defending their territory in Arizona. The conflict ended with Rowan serving
as a distraction, her sacrifice only barely buying Farris enough time to escape with her life.

Stranded in Arizona with the clothes on her back, her father's old shearling jacket, her satchel
and a pair of hatchets, Farris had never been so hopeless. She slowly made her way north
before eventually running into her current partners. Immediately she fell in with the group and
has been traveling with them for the past seven years, happy to once again have found her
family.

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In a word, Farris is clever. She is full of wit, and occasionally snark, and
loves bantering with her fellow coven members who she very much views
as family. When meeting strangers she has the ability to put them at ease
with her natural charm and humor, often opting to smooth the proverbial
feathers that her 'family' ruffles. Making shallow, amiable connections
with strangers comes naturally to Farris, as does connecting deeply with
those she considers a part of her family. At times she can be quite
stubborn, but for the most part she works hard to keep everyone on good
terms. Sometimes her humor and attempts to keep the peace can come
off as meaningless chatter, but it helps maintain her natural cheer. On
the rare occasions when she is feeling down trodden, it is obvious to
everyone around her, though she never stays that way for very long.
Ultimately, Farris is kind, caring, and quick witted, happy to help and
fiercely protective of those close to her.

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𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 Johann Petyr Vidar
𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 Male [he/him/his]
𝐀𝐠𝐞 30
𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 Colorado
𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 Lars Vidar (father, deceased)
𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Johann is a tall, broad man
standing at just over 6ft, every inch an alpha. He moves
with a natural grace and power despite his size, and
with a subtle softness as he consciously works to be
open to his pack and the members of his community.
His hair hangs to just above his shoulders, and though
more often than not he wears it loose, during the
working day he ties it up into a tight knot. Johann
typically smells of the forest, a combination of dirt and
pine, a scent that is subtle but instantly recognizable.
Typically he sports a flannel with other layers thrown
over dark jeans. As a wolf he maintains his tall
stature and natural grace and power.
𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 In addition to his more supernatural gifts,
Johann is also an incredibly strong hunter. He
knows pretty much everything that there is to
know about surviving in the wild, and is well
versed in many forms of backcountry first
aid.

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smell of a storm, quiet
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bonfires, a good flannel,
long runs
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overly sweet food,
intense heat, sudden
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Johann is the current alpha
of the Colorado pack. Like
all other wolves, he is able
to shift between his forms at
will, possesses supernatural
strength/resistance, and
heightened senses.

As the alpha he additionally
has the ability to turn
humans with his bite with
a higher success rate than
than his packmates. This
ability is further heightened
by the fact that he was
born a wolf instead of
turned later in life.

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ability to have access to
some of his wolf senses
while in human form, such
as heightened hearing.

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Johann, like many other members of the pack, was born and raised in Colorado. Despite
knowing next to nothing about his mother who left shortly after his birth, he never
experienced a shortage of love and support, and through most of his childhood he was
happy and carefree. As a teen and young adult he was almost too carefree, spending more
time fooling around with his boyhood friends and out of town flings than his father liked,
though he grew out of those habits with time. As he has matured, Johann has taken a
bigger and bigger role in the running of the pack, and though he always deferred to his
father the previous alpha, it was clear that he was always meant to lead.

The pack roamed across the whole of Colorado, though they had long maintained a base
in Ute - a small ranch property that allowed them all the freedom and safety that they
might need. In the summers Johann remotely ran an outdoor adventure guide company
that his father had formed years before he was born, and in the winters he worked as a
local handyman and firewood provider, keeping towns warm as he traveled between
them.

A few years back Lars was killed by a hunter, and though his transition to alpha
was not without struggle, Johann now fills the role that his father once held. Like his
dad, Johann values the pack over everything else, and is determined to keep them safe
however he can.

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Johann tries to be a good man in everything that he does. Most the time
he has an easy, infectious, and affable manner, as over the years he has
gotten quite good at covering up personal concerns for the overall
wellbeing of his pack. He is generally considered charming and is
good at convincing people of his views, though in a manner that is
neither pushy or overbearing. He cares deeply for his family and is
incredibly protective of them, and does everything he can to care for
and support them. However, he is very firm in his ideals, and is difficult
to sway once his mind has been made up. He can be fierce when it
comes to maintaining his role as alpha though ultimately, he lives and
breathes for his pack.

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full name Morzko Vasily Petronov
goes by Vasily to most, Vas to those who know him
age 29
gender male

likes the spike of cold air that's the first thing
in the morning, any kind of fish roasted over a fire,
the solitude of the deep woods, and the tart elder
berries of the summer
dislikes most forms of interpersonal
interaction, being pulled into any kind of conflict,
and people who chatter like mocking jays

positive traits resilient, doesn't act
without thinking first, quietly kind
negative traits seemingly cold, stubborn,
highly resistant to change

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Misha____.___coyote
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Leo____...___wolf
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Cyrus____.___deer
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Mave____.___leopard
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Alex____.___lynx
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Kalpana____.___wind
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Jaidyn_______water
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Caj____.___flame
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Linkai____.___earth
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Silver____.___spark
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Jace_____..__mechanic
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Zen____.___chemist
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Jaymes___.___anatomist
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Nym____.___linguist
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physical description Vasily stands at about 5'11" with a muscular build, honed through years of living in the woods. He's marked with a smattering of scars, including a long slash across the center of his chest, but the most striking aspect of his appearance is his silver-white hair. Matching the shade of his fur after shifting, it gives him a slightly ethereal quality - 'kissed by snow'. The cool lingering sent of pine covers whatever odor naturally builds up in the woods, mingling with a clinging spice that is impossible to place but heady enough to linger.

personality To most Vasily comes across as deeply cold and unfeeling; a man meant for solitude. He is stubborn and gruff with all the delicate mannerisms of an avalanche. Yet, despite outward appearances, Vasily's firm exterior conceals a fiercely loyal and caring man with a stark sense of justice. Vasily is unafraid to take a risk if the well-being of others are involved, though nothing makes him quite as uncomfortable as recognition for his actions - he rarely feels it is warranted. Growing up so far away from the few populous centers in the land, Vasily struggles with interaction, his embarrassment manifesting as cool indifference.

history Abandoned in the winter woods as a babe, Vasily's only birthright was was the howling winds full of ice and the promise of a slow death. Years later, his babushka speculated that maybe he was meant to be a grizzly, but the winter claimed him as its own from the first, gifting him with the claws of the ice bear in return for his companionship on that long, lonely night. Claws or no, had his babushka - a lone hermit witch - not found him, Vasily would have certainly perished. As it was, he was raised in the deep forest, trained by the animals of the land in survival and the meaning of the word ferocity. He was an adventurous boy, day by day traveling further into the woods seeking the legends that his babushka whispered into his ear by the crackling fire. He would have sold his soul to see a giant.

As the trapping of youth gave way to the harsh planes of adulthood, Vasily stumbled into glory. His day trips had turned to month long excursions, and it was thus that he ran into a group of merchants from the Wooden City who had gotten lost in the deep forest. No sooner had Vasily offered to be their guide, then they were beset upon by a group of would-be invaders from the far west. Fighting them off with unparalleled skill, the merchants returned to the city with a harrowing new tale. Years on from the event Vasily regrets it horribly, as he is often called upon to provide aid wherever its needed - at the high price of his solitude. Still, he never could say no.

abilities Vasily, like other shifters, can transform into his animal form at will. Even when he's not a ice bear, Vasily possesses the strength of multiple people, though he more heavily relies on his sense of smell to get him out of difficult situations.

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full name Caj Rua
goes by Caj
age 29
gender male

likes the smell of spices from his family home,
bustling markets teeming with life, dancing around
an open fire, chatting with strangers, watching the
sea before a storm
dislikes almost anything where he's forced to
be indoors for prolonged periods of time, snakes,
small spaces, and quiet people - he feels like
he can't read them and it makes him uneasy

positive traits outgoing/approachable, empathetic
towards others, quick to reassure and comfort
anyone in need, charming
negative traits unable to rely fully on others,
poor communication about his needs, a bit
of a hot head - rushing in without thinking

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Jaidyn_______water
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Linkai____.___earth
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Silver____.___spark
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Vas____.___bear
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Leo____...___wolf
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Cyrus____.___deer
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Alex____.___lynx
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Misha____.___coyote
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Mave____.___jaguar
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Zen____.___chemist
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physical description Caj is about 5'10", with broad shoulders and tightly packed build, developed during his time as a warrior for his people. His olive skin is covered in numerous scars, though these are barely noticeable thanks to his tattoos; an intricate pattern is woven over both arms and extends a good way down his spine, representing both his family history and his own ability as an elemental. He smells constantly of smoke, though the scent is somewhat lessened by the fresh, clean smell of herbs that he wears around his belt.

personality Caj, much like the element he summons, is warm and bright. He's a true people person, always has been, and he loves spending time with the people he cares for. He's quick to make a friend, and even quicker to make them laugh, but in truth he struggles to truly trust anyone. He doesn't like to rely on others for just about anything, even as he puts the needs of others above his own. When alone, Caj is a different person - years ago he suffered a terrible loss, and never truly gotten over it, and slowly feelings of anger and regret grew until they were unescapable, thought he covers them well with a smile.

history Growing up on the sea, just east of the border with the Creators Republic, Caj had a very happy childhood. His family were the leaders of their small city, and he spent his days happily playing in the white sands, or running through the olive orchards with his twin. Emmie was Caj's younger sister, and his best friend. As children they were inseparable, and they grew older, maturing into their respective interests they complimented each other like the sun and the moon. Where Caj was brash and outgoing, Emmie was subtle and quiet, where Caj desired nothing more than to become one of the guards that looked over their city - like his father, and his father's father before him - Emmie dreamed of becoming a great scholar.

Everything changed when a merchant ship from the Republic sailed through their port, and Emmie immediately fell in love with one of the sailors. From the start Caj didn't trust the man, but for the grace of his sister stayed quiet about his feelings. Under the cover of dark, Emmie snuck off with the sailor - and her stolen inheritance; a man's weight in jewels and gold - leaving only a letter to her family pleading with them to let her go. She knew that if she'd told them of her plan, Caj would've followed her, and she didn't want him to abandon his training - so he stayed. They would receive letters from her until one day they just...stopped.

Now with his training done, Caj tracked Emmie down and found that the sailor she'd run away with had squandered her fortune, leaving them both destitute. She'd been forced into hard labor, eventually taking ill and passing away. Her death broke something in Caj, and so he broke everything within the sailor. He returned home for a short stint, but it simply hurt too much with Emmie gone, and he decided to take to the road. Caj grew in renown as he fought for people where ever he traveled, and when their kingdom was struck with the blight he was called to help the people.

abilities Caj can summon fire, or can control a flame that is already burning. His years of warrior training are incorporated into his fighting style, and he doesn't rely entirely on his elemental powers to find solutions.

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full name Nym Silcox
goes by Just Nym
age 25
gender female

likes just about anything with sugar in it, a small
drop of chaos, people-watching in the heart of the
city, clothes in obnoxiously bright hues, and the
sensation of falling
dislikes stuffy classrooms with dull teachers, open
bodies of water, waiting in any line longer
than two minutes, most kinds of seafood,
and people without a sense of fun

positive traits dynamic, quick thinking,
openly clever and witty, highly
approachable, friendly
negative traits a touch too impulsive, with
a tendency to take things a touch too far,
self-centered

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physical description Nym is on the shorter side, her slim frame reaching roughly 5' in total. While she does attempt to compensate with a high a shoe, she'll never be one to tower over a crowd. She has a fair complexion which is fairly unblemished, with no notable scars or markings. Her slate grey hair is typically pulled back into a long plait running down her back, or swept up and secured with a hatpin, but it's her eyes - dark, and slightly too large for her face - that tend to stick in people's minds. Nym smells of sweet melon - her favorite snack - and a sharp note of salt.

personality Nym is a ball of barely contained energy, propelled forward by her unrelenting desire to learn, to see, to experience. Boredom is her arch nemesis that she staves off by impulsively pursuing projects - she's done everything from translating ancient scrolls to negotiating with pirates, and has never flinched in the face of discovery. Nym is intense in every sense of the word and struggled to keep quiet, constantly chatting - to herself if there's no one around to listed - but for this reason, she struggles to fit into the Republic. If she weren't so good at what she does, Nym would constantly be in hot water of one kind or another.

history Born not to the skies, but rather to the dense air of the mining colonies in the north, Nym came from very little. She was one of seven in a poor family, and though she spent her years as a toddler living together with her siblings, by five they could no longer afford to feed everyone and so pushed her out. Resourceful from the start, she made her way first by digging in scrap heaps for useful parts to sell, then by slowly picking up the languages of the tradesmen who came to the canyonlands in search of rare minerals. She offered translation services to any and all who needed them, though her work was far and few between. It was here that Nym crossed paths with her future patron and the only person she considers family; Jason Silcox ran the trade economy of the Floating Cities with an iron fist -and less than legal methods - and immediately took a shine to the driven girl, spiriting her away to the sky.

Claiming she was a long niece - the sole daughter of his long-dead sister to be exact - Jason provided Nym with everything from her name to her education, recognizing the potential in her. Jason was extremely fond of his new niece, and could deny her nothing, allowing her to run rampant as she liked so long as she did her job better than anyone else around her. As the years passed she became a dedicated linguist, absorbing information like a sponge, all with the intention of providing legitimacy to the Silcox name - with the end goal of eventually sitting on the Council. As the wasting disease struck the Republic, she was first to volunteer her skills - both for the taste of adventure and for the undeniable renown that would come with the job.

abilitiesIn addition to speaking every language known to the Republic, reading people comes as naturally to Nym as breathing. She uses this skill in negotiation, easily maneuvering herself out of difficult situations. This ability almost seems like a kind of unnatural compulsion to the the untrained observer, though she does not use it unless strictly necessary.

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name Morzko Vasily
Petronov
goes by Vas
age 29
gender male
shift polar bear

+ traits resilient,
doesn't act without
thinking first, quietly
kind
- traits seemingly cold,
stubborn, and
insensitive

likes the spike of cold
air that's the first thing
in the morning, fire
roasted fish, the
solitude of the deep
woods, and the tart
berries of the summer
dislikes most forms of
interpersonal interaction,
being pulled into any
kind of conflict, and
people who chatter like
mocking jays

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Joel____...___ursine
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Zoe____....___ursine
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Faolan_______canine
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Zander___.___canine
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Finn_______canine
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Joey_______canine
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Everly____,___avian
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Will____....___avian
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Erica____...___avian
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Lonen____..___avian
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Narah____..___feline
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Mave____...___feline
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Daniel_____..__feline
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Ashara_____..__feline
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physical description Vasily stands at about 6'1" with a muscular build, honed through years of heavy activity. He's marked with a smattering of scars, including a long slash across the center of his chest, but the most striking aspect of his appearance is his silver-white hair. Matching the shade of his fur after shifting, it gives him a slightly ethereal quality - 'kissed by snow'. His eyes may appear dark enough to be black, but in direct light they're the deep green of a pine, unexpectedly crisp and vital. The cool lingering sent of pine covers whatever odor naturally builds up during his strenuous work, mingling with a clinging spice that is impossible to place but heady enough to linger.

personality To most Vasily comes across as deeply cold and unfeeling; a man meant for solitude. He is stubborn and gruff with all the delicate mannerisms of an avalanche. That is to say, he rarely considers how his presence affects others, instead focusing entirely on whatever task is at hand, often to the detriment of his interpersonal interactions. There is no malice or ill intent, simply indifference to most. People tend to pass quickly through his life, so he often does not pay new acquaintances the due that he should.

Yet, despite his unapproachable demeanor, Vas does have a hidden streak of kindness that runs deeper than perhaps any of his other qualities. His indifference is not cruel, and where he can, Vas is quick to quietly provide aid. Be it sharing his rations when others are low, or taking longer guard posts so others may rest, he hides his weakness, his kindness behind a perpetual frown. Nothing makes Vas quite as uncomfortable as recognition for his actions, or recognition of any at all - he rarely feels it is warranted. Growing up as he did, Vasily struggles with most forms of personal interaction, his inexperience manifesting as cool indifference.

history Abandoned in the winter woods as a babe, Vasily's only birthright was was the howling winds full of ice and the promise of a slow death. Years later, his old teacher speculated that maybe he was meant to be a grizzly, but the winter claimed him as its own from the first, gifting him with the claws of the ice bear in return for his companionship on that long, lonely night. Ice bear claws or no, had the Ursine equivalent of the royal advisor (though 'brutality' was often the only advice) not found him, Vasily would have certainly perished. As it was, he was taken in by the royal family - but there was no altruism in the act, just the simple fact that the Ursine prince was in need of a new vassal. And so, Vas was raised with the sole purpose of serving his future king - his life indebted from the very first.

Childhood was as everything else in his life - a challenge to be overcome. The prince was sickly, and though most Ursine leaders would have cast him out for his weakness, the family chose instead to made Vas his strength. And so, the cub was trained hard - harder than perhaps he should have been - and forged into a fierce weapon. He had no friends, no solo time, no life outside his duties, his debts, and that quickly became the only life he knew. Day after day he was given new tasks, and even when a second heir was born - one that was strong and healthy, the true new Ursine king - he was not released. Years slipped by, unnoticed through the toil, until at last a promise of a new life came. The Royal Ursine found only a few to volunteer to search for a cure of a newly emerged disease, and wanting to hedge their bets as much as possible offered their oldest fighter the promise of release from his debts upon completion of the mission. Hope proved to be something Vas was still capable of, even despite his past.

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indebted to the Ursine Royal
Family were tracking down
those who broke Ursine code,
so he is fairly unpopular in
the sparsely populated north
where many travel to avoid the
punitive laws

susceptible to vertigo when he's
around them.
○As metalworking is the main
trade of the Ursine, Vas
knows the basic principles,
though has rarely utilized
them outside of a class
○Vas's strongest sense is his
smell, and he most frequently
used it for tracking while
working for the crown
○Most of the jobs he did while

○Vas's main parental figure was
the advisor who found him in the
woods, and in truth their bond
was quite strong.
○Transforming into an ice bear
is a relatively painless process,
and thanks to his ties to the crown
Vas has a shifter suit - a rarity in
the north. (I promise I'll explain
this later in the discord!)
○Vas is uneasy around incredibly
steep heights, and becomes more