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| | Katherina | |

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[ . "Lights go out and I can’t be saved; Tides that I tried to swim against
You’ve put me down upon my knees; Oh I beg, I beg and Plead
Come out of things unsaid, shoot an apple off my head; Trouble that can’t been named, a tiger’s waiting to be tamed." . ]

↳ { { вαѕιc ιɴғorмαтιoɴ

→ ғυll deѕιɢɴαтιoɴ { { ғυll, мιddle, lαѕт } } :: Katherina Elizabeth Salvatore
→ ѕoвrιqυeт { { ɴιcĸɴαмe } } :: Kate, Elizabeth, Beth...
→ αɢe :: Eighteen nearly Nineteen.
→ ɢeɴder :: Female
→ sexualιтy :: Straight, thank you.
→ вιrтн dαтe :: August the 16th.
→ clαѕѕ { wιтcн, тowɴѕмeɴ, eтc } :: Witch.
→ мιɴιoɴѕ { wιтcнeѕ only; нαve a rαveɴ, crow, or wolf } :: A wolf, thank you very much.
→ peт(ѕ) :: My beautiful Stallion, Jericho.
→ weαpoɴ(ѕ) { three max; use common sense with witches } :: Mainly a spell here or there but sometimes a small dagger - only if needed though.

↳ { { мιrror, мιrror

→ нeιɢнт :: 5 feet and 10 inches.
→ weιɢнт :: 120 lbs
→ ғαѕнιoɴ тreɴd :: At times Katherina may wear a dress, though that is only when she knows that she might not have to do any running or riding. Though mainly you will see her around with a dark blue coat on, when she is riding or going to be running she will wear mens clothes, meaning the pants and shirts.
→ вody мodιғιcαтιoɴs/ тαттoos :: Only a small pentagram on her lower back.
→ dιѕтιɴcтιve ғeαтυreѕ :: There is a scar that runs on her stomach from where someone had tried to get rid of her.
→ нαιr coloυr / leɴɢтн :: Her hair is a dark brown near dark chocolate brown, which goes to her mid back.
→ eye coloυr :: A warm chocolate brown with flecks of gold through them.
→ вody тype { { roвυѕт, αverαɢe, ѕcrαwɴy }} :: She may look fragile though she does have an athletic build.
→ ғull pнyѕιcαl descrιpтιoɴ :: With the mixture of her dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes Katherina may look a little innocent but that's why she is able to get out of some trouble. Adding her tanned complexion she may look even a little fragile, though she does have some muscle on her which does come in handy from time to time. To some People she may look small but she had inhertated her mothers height and forthat she is thankful for, even if I may cause her some disadvantage she considers it to be a nice size. As she has an athletic build she can run, climb and swim quiet well though she does have a small fear of hieghts but that doesnt mean it will stop her... Much.

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→ love ιɴтereѕт :: Well, maybe I should get to know some people.
→ вoyғrιeɴd/ɢιrlғrιeɴd :: I don't have one currently.
→ вeтroтнed :: -
→ ѕpoυѕe :: -
→ ĸιɴ :: They aren't really alive since I was given to aan orphanage before I became a witch.

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→ memoir { { history; optional } } :: {{WIP }}
→ тeмperαмeɴт { { perѕoɴαlιтy } } ::Manipulative and resourceful is what some people would say about Katherina but she knows that you must always have a plan in case certain things go the wrong way. As some want to kill witches, she has been clever in trying to blend in and people often think of her as human. Though she does tend to be a little manipulative but that is only to the people that she may want to keep close to her in case something might happen to them later. In the end though she tries to find out what everyone Is thinking as it can be helpful to figure out their next move or what they want.

There are certain things that she does lie about, but that only to protect herself or hide the truth from others as she can be scared around people she doesn’t really know. Especially if they tend to threaten her, though she tries hides the fact that she is scared by saying lies and being a little sarcastic. But if you ever get to see the real her she does care about some people, though she may not understand her reasons for doing the things she does herself she knows that something is telling her to do the right thing.

If you ever get to know the real her she only wants to fight when the time calls for it. Like others she is a little human and has feelings, even if others think that she may be a manipulative girl she does everything for a reason. Her determination and stubbornness can sometimes get her into trouble and get people annoyed at her. But she can’t help it, at certain times she can get curious about people and things. As some people interest her she wants to know more leaving her hanging on the edge at times.

At times Katherina can be a little unpredictable and even surprises herself sometimes at the ideas she can come up with when she needs them to. Even though there are times when her ideas or plans seem to fail not everyone is a super nerd. With her witch skills she knows that there are times when you need to rest as there have been times when she has reached her limit, leaving her weak and sleepy. At times she may look a little fragile and weak but she is perfectly able to take care of herself. With her stubbornness there are flaws and when something she does is bad which could potentially get her hurt. She will go through with it still as she may think that it her idea will work. There are times that she may give up on an idea but that takes someone to convince her to stop, and that takes a lot of convincing.

When meeting someone that she met for the first time she won’t trust people easily since she tries to portray the fact that she is human. As there are certain things that she still needs to get from shops and places, even if she mainly lives out in the forest. Gaining her trust though is something that she doesn’t take lightly but she can trust someone a little too easily sometimes. That being when she is a little flustered about the situation at the time, which is rare. But she does try to keep her secrets a secret as she knows from experience if you tell someone you are potentially shouting your secret out to the world.

When she knows that there is time to relax she will be more relaxed and be her normal self but maybe a little looser. If the person that she trust is around then she will be a little more relaxed then when she is around a stranger. She joke around a little and smile, maybe have a little fun while she’s there to. When she is extremely tired though she can get angry easily and sometimes act a little ‘odd’ sometimes sounding a little bit like a little kid but don’t we all when we’re extremely tired?

→ rαɴdoм ғαcт(ѕ) :: She excels in speaking Latin.
→ lιĸeѕ :: Night time, Rain - storms, swimming, exploring the forest, weapons, people, the forest/woods.
→ dιѕlιĸeѕ :: Being trapped, feeling helpless, getting hurt.
→ ѕтreɴɢтнѕ :: Her witch powers and hiding.
→ ғlαwѕ :: She isn't that good at trusting people, though sometimes she trusts other to easily.
→ ғeαrѕ :: Heights, a very bad fear of them.
→ тнeмe ѕoɴɢ :: Clocks by coldplay.

| | Damien | |

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[ . "I believe in killing the messenger because it sends a message." . ]

↳ { { вαѕιc ιɴғorмαтιoɴ

→ ғυll deѕιɢɴαтιoɴ { { ғυll, мιddle, lαѕт } } :: Damien Lee Martinez
→ ѕoвrιqυeт { { ɴιcĸɴαмe } } :: None that I know of.
→ αɢe :: 19
→ ɢeɴder :: Male
→ sexualιтy :: Straight as a pole.
→ вιrтн dαтe :: April 1st
→ clαѕѕ { wιтcн, тowɴѕмeɴ, eтc } :: Hunter.
→ мιɴιoɴѕ { wιтcнeѕ only; нαve a rαveɴ, crow, or wolf } ::
→ peт(ѕ) :: My good companion and ride, Balthazar
→ weαpoɴ(ѕ) { three max; use common sense with witches } :: A bow and Arrow or a sword

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→ нeιɢнт :: 6 foot 6 inches.
→ weιɢнт :: 175 lbs
→ ғαѕнιoɴ тreɴd :: Damien will wear on almost every occasion common pants and a white shirt which it what some farmers wear. Though he has a jacket that he tends to wear over the top since he knows for a fact that in some places it can get a little chilly.
→ вody мodιғιcαтιoɴs/ тαттoos :: The tattoo of a raven on the back of his left shoulder blade.
→ dιѕтιɴcтιve ғeαтυreѕ :: There are some small scars scattered across his torso from fights though his black hair is something that tends to stand out often.
→ нαιr coloυr / leɴɢтн :: Midnight Black, that is slightly cropped off around his ears.
→ eye coloυr :: A dark blue, but he hasbeen told before that they do look black.
→ вody тype { { roвυѕт, αverαɢe, ѕcrαwɴy }} :: Damien has a pretty average body type, but his has a little more muscle then farmer boys.
→ ғull pнyѕιcαl descrιpтιoɴ ::With Damon’s height and weight he can use some of it to his advantage though it does make him a little clumsy when he wants to be of course. His messy black hair has been referred to midnight by his mother before his had died though he got it from his father of whom he resembles quite a bit. His eyes are from his mother and he has been told before that he’s a demon but he only laughed it off saying he was a good looking one at that. He is very fit for his age and it comes in helpful when he gets into fights often, this giving him a few scars on his torso.

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→ love ιɴтereѕт :: All the pretty girls...
→ вoyғrιeɴd/ɢιrlғrιeɴd :: -
→ вeтroтнed :: -
→ ѕpoυѕe :: -
→ ĸιɴ :: Not really as his parents were wiped out by the things he hunts.

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→ memoir { { history; optional } } :: Damien originally grew up from a line of hunters, his family being a silent but deadly name. Around his younger years his parents never seemed to stay in one town for long enough since they were trying to track down a few people or witches. Of course Damien was a single child, born out of a mistake that his parents never meant to make. Of course his parents always lived with their mistake and soon didn’t really think of him as a mistake. But that is getting of the point, since the small family seemed to travel around a little. Damien’s parents decided that they should wait until he was able to walk before they could start hunting again.

By the time he reached the age of two Damien could walk before he could crawl and he knew how to throw a punch since his parents had started to train him. Believing that starting him off young would be good, and it was until they had decided to go on a hunt again when he was four. Damien hadn’t been away from his parents and didn’t even know of any family members he had, though his parents left him with a trusted family friend. The family friend started to teach him a few things since he hadn’t learnt much apart from the alphabet and how to count to twenty.

As time passed Damien had still been taught how to train and fight but by the age of 10 he knew how to sword fight better than most kids his age. Counting that most kids his age were out helping around the house, Damien never really had a place to call home and he hated it. With the constant moving around he grew tired of it and wanted it to stop. But his parents had put him back in line when he talked about it, leaving the kid silenced once again. But as he grew older he became a bit of a handful and started to act out a little, getting into some arguments and fights. His parents getting fed up with it but the only reason he was acting out was because he never could as a kid.

When he was growing up he was pressed a lot and he hated it as his parents frowned upon him when he said things and trained. Always expecting more and more from him and whatever he did, they didn’t seem to think he had tried hard enough which made him angry. The one time that he thought he was doing the right thing when he was sixteen, his parents had gotten hurt saying he wasn’t ready. Bursting in at the wrong moment and distracting him. A distraction in which the witch he was hunting had used to their advantage and knocked him out. The last thing he had seen was his parents shouting and fighting.

After waking up a few weeks later he wasn’t the same Damien that he was when his parents were around and decided that he should get back into hunting before something happened to him or he got a little rusty in training. By now he had gotten plenty of training and had been going on his own little hunts for a year but that was with his parents. The news that he had to be more careful and more smarter made him act more careful and more smarter knowing that at a crucial moment that one wrong move could give a fatal result.

→ тeмperαмeɴт { { perѕoɴαlιтy } } :: Sarcasm is one of the very useful ways of communication that Damien uses, whether it be to get information out of a certain someone. Or when he knows that something is stuffed and he’s about to die, he won’t die without a little sarcasm. After the death of his father and mother Damon got even more sarcastic, bolder and what some would call cunning. But it didn’t lead to anything good except for fights… most of the time. His once caring ways have changed and he doesn’t let himself get attached to anyone or anything. Since emotions can interfere with the job and be used as a disadvantage… or advantage, it really depends on the situation.

Risk is something that comes with the job description/ classification of a hunter and that is something that Damien does willingly. As with risk comes fun. But that is what he usually says to himself or anyone else who think the risk might be to dangerous to take. Even so Damien will take it, just to see how far he goes. There is a flaw to it though, as a risk can involve being in a fight Damien just cant turn down a fight no matter if he knows he might not win. A bad thing though would be that he does have an anger issue, but he doesn’t shout at you if you got him angry enough to, he gets revenge.

Love or anything to do with that emotion is foreign to him. Since he had lost the people he loved in the past he tries not to get to close to anyone. Letting them see his cold, bold, sarcastic and ingenious side instead of the caring him that he used to be. Before his parents did die he cared about others though he knew the line between hunting and family. He was protective of his family and helped out others a little more than he does today. At times he would make sure that others didnt get hurt and he would actually try and help the people who he thinks could be the good guys. But he does what he thinks is right and by doing this he mainly follows his heat, even if there is a layer of concrete on top of it.

If Damien had ever had one to many drinks he can be a little messed up and no matter how many times he had drunk he will say anything and answer anything. But the only reason he drinks a bit is to try and forget the negative and bad thoughts that are in his head. Though it does take a lot to get him drunk and he does know when to stop. When he is in this state he usually does it in a place where he knows that he is safe no matter what but that is rare. Since he moves around the place so often, never actually staying in a town long enough to call it home.
→ rαɴdoм ғαcт(ѕ) :: No matter what he cannot resist a fight.
→ lιĸeѕ :: Girls, climbing, fighting, Night, Girls, Drinks, storms, darkness.
→ dιѕlιĸeѕ :: Witchses, snakes, darkness, trapped.
→ ѕтreɴɢтнѕ :: One of his strengths would be his way of quick thinking.
→ ғlαwѕ :: His way of getting his anger out, how he bottles it up and unleashes it on one person.
→ ғeαrѕ :: Being trapped and unable to move.
→ тнeмe ѕoɴɢ :: Enjoy the silence

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| | Splendid! I will add your characters to the lists. ^-^ | |

[kuskie,]

{{ Thanks, sorry it took so long }}

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| | No worries! ^-^

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| | Isaac | |

[ . "And if i hurt you, then i'm sorry. Please don't think that this was easy." . ]

↳ { { вαѕιc ιɴғorмαтιoɴ

→ ғυll deѕιɢɴαтιoɴ { { ғυll, мιddle, lαѕт } } :: Isaac Gabriel Tremont
→ ѕoвrιqυeт { { ɴιcĸɴαмe } } :: His name is Isaac but if he has to give out a fake alias he gives out his middle name Gabriel.
→ αɢe :: He is 18 years old.
→ ɢeɴder :: "Right. I'm a woman. You thickheaded numbskull! I'm a man."
→ sexualιтy :: He's straight.
→ вιrтн dαтe :: May 29.
→ clαѕѕ { wιтcн, тowɴѕмeɴ, eтc } :: I am a hunter.
→ мιɴιoɴѕ { wιтcнeѕ only; нαve a rαveɴ, crow, or wolf } ::
→ peт(ѕ) :: "I don't know if you could consider it a pet but I have my loyal horse, Corden."
→ weαpoɴ(ѕ) { three max; use common sense with witches } :: A sabre, bow and arrows, and his bible.

↳ { { мιrror, мιrror

→ нeιɢнт :: Isaac is 6'4 in height.
→ weιɢнт :: He weighs 169 lbs.
→ ғαѕнιoɴ тreɴd :: He often wears whatever fits and is comfortable for him. This usually includes pants and a shirt. He tries to blend in with his surroundings so he may be able to trick the witch into believing that there is no hunter. He also has a black cloak that he sometimes wears when horseback riding so as to hide himself.
→ вody мodιғιcαтιoɴs/ тαттoos :: He has none.
→ dιѕтιɴcтιve ғeαтυreѕ :: He has many scars hidden behind his clothes due to many fights he has had with witches.
→ нαιr coloυr / leɴɢтн :: His hair is a fine dark brown color, seeming almost black when out in the dark.
→ eye coloυr :: He has bright green eyes.
→ вody тype { { roвυѕт, αverαɢe, ѕcrαwɴy }} :: As a hunter he has to be in peak condition so of course he is robust.
→ ғull pнyѕιcαl descrιpтιoɴ :: Isaac stands at 6'4 in height, weighing in at 169 pounds. His eye color is an exotic bright green that seems a bit strange to few who have not seen it. Of course being a hunter has made him robust as he has had to chase witches and battle them. Due to these battles he has suffered many scars, the most obvious being just above his eye. His hair is a very dark brown, almost black, color that reaches his ears. He also has bangs that reach above his eyebrows.

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→ love ιɴтereѕт :: Not yet.
→ вoyғrιeɴd/ɢιrlғrιeɴd :: No one.
→ вeтroтнed :: No.
→ ѕpoυѕe :: None.
→ ĸιɴ :: They were all killed by the witches.

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→ memoir { { history; optional } } :: Isaac had come from a family of hunters. Not hunters that hunted witches but hunters that killed animals and sold their meat. Though the family only made enough to just get by, his family was still highly religious. Isaac was taught to read and write through the bible, reading passages and copying them down. Slowly but surely he soon knew all the passages by heart. His father had taught him how to hunt at 7, teaching him how to shoot arrows and aim straight for the heart or the head. He was a particularly happy child until he turned 10.

At 10 he was already a master at the bow and arrow. It was on his first trip to the market with his father that he had heard the whispers. Everyone was whispering about the possibility that there could be a witch in the area. This both excited and scared the boy as he had heard the rumors about fierce and terrible witches who could attack you and kill you with the snap of their fingers. That was when he had accidentally bumped into an woman. She was particularly beautiful with golden locks of hair and beautiful blue eyes. Her personality however did not match her looks as she immediately started to tell the kid to watch where he was going. This had made his father step in and defend his son. They never knew that this ill tempered woman was the witch.

The witch had cast a spell on Isaac's family and when Isaac woke up the next morning both his parents were dead. He knew this was the work of the witch and vowed to kill her. Then again what could a measly boy do? He took the rest of the money his parent had, his bow, and some food supplies before heading back into town. That was where he met his first witch hunter. This hunter, hearing rumors of a witch in the area, came into town. Isaac had told the man what happened and what exactly the witch looked like. This man had then killed the witch.

As the witch hunter was about to leave Isaac had stopped him and asked if he could follow along. Of course the initial answer was no but Isaac was a persistent child and finally the witch hunter couldn't do anything but say yes. He had been taught the ways of the hunter by him and killed many witches with him. That was until he made a fatal error. He had gotten into an argument with the witch hunter which had caused him to storm out during the witching hour. That was when he had met the witch. She had instantly tried to kill him but the witch hunter had saved Isaac's life at the cost of his own. Isaac then killed the witch to avenge the death of the man he had stayed with for 5 years. He now hunts for revenge and for the sake of the families who have lost their family to witchcraft as well..
→ тeмperαмeɴт { { perѕoɴαlιтy } } :: There are many words that could possibly describe Isaac. Sadly kind, caring, and compassionate aren't them. Isaac has a cold heart and a bad temper to go with it. He is also apathetic and seems to hardly care. One of his few good traits however is that he is very patient and loyal. He also likes what he does and he makes sure to do it well. He can also be a bit impulsive even if he is intelligent enough to formulate a plan.

Many people call Isaac apathetic but to do his job right he needs to be. He has to kill young women for crying out loud! Even if they are witches he has to kill the old and young, not sparing any. His heart has a hard outer shell. At the beginning of this career he had always cried as he killed them but over the years he has learned to remind himself that they are the devils servants and they were better off dead. Isaac is actually empathetic with the victims of the witches as he had lost his own family. His apathy is reserved only for the witches who tortured those families. So yes when he kills the girls he may seem a bit cruel and act like he doesn't care but he really does. It isn't easy to have the deaths of girls on your hands even if they were the devils helpers.

Isaac can also be called impulsive. Over the years Isaac had learned to trust his gut feelings and only a very few number of times has he been wrong. This, however, has also helped him more times than he could count. When he's in the middle of a fight it isn't often that he has time to actually come up with a plan and go through with it. He learned to improvise and to go with the flow. This isn't always good as he had earned a few scars from gut feelings gone bad.

One of his better qualities is that Isaac is a patient person. He can wait for long hours of time just doing nothing. Don't think him laid back as even if hes not doing anything his mind is all over the place. Isaac needs patience because when hunting witches you need to be able to collect information from other people who might not be so willing to give information. This is also useful when confronting a witch as you need to know the right time to strike.
→ rαɴdoм ғαcт(ѕ) :: He knows Latin.
→ lιĸeѕ :: Isaac likes very few things. These includes reading, killing witches, hunting, shooting a bow, money and for some reason Isaac has a strange fascination with the rain. He is also comfortable in the woods, having lived there.
→ dιѕlιĸeѕ :: Witches, death, heights, The Witching Hour,
→ ѕтreɴɢтнѕ :: He is usually very patient. Isaac is also good at planning- that is if he actually wants to make a plan. He is also a good hunter and is a master with a bow.
→ ғlαwѕ :: He likes to follow his gut feeling and sometimes lets his anger control his thoughts.
→ ғeαrѕ :: Acrophobia- Fear of heights.
→ тнeмe ѕoɴɢ :: Me Against The World -Simple Plan

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| | Accepted! Adding Isaac to the list. x3 | |

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(Thank you! I'm working on the personality right now.)

[baestille]

Could I possibly reserve myself a witch spot?