[ ✠ ── aeipathy discussion .)

[gunthyr]

tang(l) "alek"(f) zian, known as alek, is an approximately 400 year old vampire (truth be told, hesxs
topped keeping count), but appears twenty-three years old. he is demiromantic bisexual with a lea
n towards men. alek is 6'5 (195.7 cm) tall with a strong, incredibly athletic build. just by looking at
his arms, its very obvious that he works out often to maintain his body.xhonestly he could throw yo
u if he felt like it and wouldn't break a sweat; aleks body is practically that of a greek god's, with b
road shoulders and washboard abs.
━ hes a medic, but... most certainly not as gentle and sweet as medics traditionally are. in fact, h
e's far from that. honestly he'd gladly beat you up and/or throw you if he so desired, patch you up,
and beat your ass all over again. more often than not, too, his patients must endure his scolding an
d scowling as he patches them up and the occasional forehead flick. the particularly annoying patie
nts and reoccurring visitors who are reckless are often told by alek himself that he may just leave t
hem to bleed out some day- and i wouldnt count on it that alek's bluffing.
━ concise and efficient, he's incredibly good at his job.
━ stoic to the point of being incredibly intimidating, alek tends to stare and, lowkey, judge people
from afar. he has an incredibly intense stare- that, matched with his tall stature and incredibly wel
l built body, and he's incredibly domineering and seemingly broody.
━ nonchalant and perhaps a little unconcerned with others and their struggles, alek isnt inherently
protective and quite often opts to let people fight their own battles.
━ impossibly bitter and perhaps far too fluent in sarcasm to be matched
━ incredibly attentive despite the lack of showing it.xalek is exceptionally observant, although he
doesnt bring up the things he catches onto unless it concerns himself or his job as a medic.
━ although not gentle in his exterior- in fact being far from, alek has a very gentle hand when tak
ing care of others.xthis doesn't always count when he has to manhandle someone to get something
done- in which case, you can say goodbye to your dignity because alek couldnt care less.
━ he doesnt take excuses- and if he wants something done, he'll do it (or start it) himself.
━ perhaps seems arbitrary and unafraid to go rogue- more so for the better health and future of h
is family or whomever he considers his family, although his reasoning wont be known. he's often se
cretive, or feels no need to explain himself.
━ selfless- in fact curiously so. of course he's a bitter man, grumpy with the habit of scolding othe
rs and no intention of stopping any time soon, but he's willing to sacrifice his time and health- to a
ny extent- to help others. of course,xalek considers his mental well-being from having to deal with
such idiots a great enough sacrifice as it is.
━ silently appreciative of the little things that others rarely notice

[gunthyr]

"im one hell of a nightmare"

[coën]

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i. Gabriel James Ward ii. mostly Gabriel, occasionally Riel
iii. prefers warlock, doesn't mind being called a witch
iv. born in 1760 (259 yo), aging frozen at twenty-nine
v. cismale vi. bisexual vii. brown hair viii. indigo eyes
ix. 6'1" x. lean build, some muscle tone xi. neat beard
xii. fragrance of dried hay and blackberries
xiii. fc; Tom Mison

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Gabriel Ward was born in 1760, just before the
beginning of the American Revolution. Many details
of his early life now elude him, but he remembers
fighting against the British rule towards the end of
the Revolutionary war, and discovering his ability to
act as a conduit for the natural forces while attending
to the injuries of another soldier. Fearing persecution
from the authorities, he sought out others of his kind,
and eventually found a coven willing to take in some-
one who had little to no control over the raw power
they possessed. Feeling like he had found his place in
the world, he devoted himself to the arcane arts.
However, love has an uncanny habit of derailing the
lives of those who come across it. Gabriel fell head
over heels for a young witch from the coven, and it
seemed that she felt the same ─ if it hadn't been for
the fact that she was engaged to another. Being
young and foolish, they chose to sneak behind her
betrothed's back. On a night that Riel was set to
gather some rare nocturnal flowers, they agreed to
meet in the woods ─ yet his lover's betrothed had
found out about her faithlessness and tipped off a
group of locals about a dangerous fugitive lurking
in the area, unaware that his fiancee was set to be
in those very same woods. She ended up being killed
in the altercation that followed, and although it had
been due to the orchestration of her betrothed, the
man blamed Gabriel instead. In retaliation for the
death of his fiancee, he cursed Riel to be frozen in
time while all those he loved grew old and eventually
died.

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When everyone he had known in life withered and perished, Gabriel believed that the curse would finally have run its course and
allow him to live out the rest of his days growing old like those around him. But centuries later, he is yet to age a day past twenty-
nine. Having learned to wield his magic in a druidic coven, he was taught to appreciate the natural lifespan of things. There was a
beauty in death and returning to the source of their powers - the earth. Although he has later come to know many witches who
extend their lives past its natural course, he has only ever been able to see the spell cast upon him as a curse; perhaps because he
himself has no say or control over it.
Gabriel is a wielder of natural (also known as druidic) magic. He uses flowers, herbs, roots, bones, and so forth to either cast spells,
brew concoctions, or to simply acquire strength that'll allow him to cast without lengthy preparation or props. He isn't a stranger to
practices such as herbology and alchemy. He is able to manipulate nature to a certain extent, and influence animals to do his bidding.
He has slight clairvoyance through the use of knucklebones (astragalomancy), but it is a fickle art, and the future is in constant flux.
Gabriel's magic is primarily protective, or healing. He isn't essentially a healer due to having seen so much death over the years that
he dislikes putting himself into situations where he is directly responsible for someone's life, but he finds himself morally obligated
to offer assistance when it comes down to it.
As someone who has seen centuries of life and countless political shifts, he acts as a sort of advisor to the supremes ─ an impartial,
sensible voice where it is needed. In general, Gabriel is a thoughtful and principled individual who rarely harbors any ill will
towards others, and instead does his best to promote environments where people receive the respect he believes they deserve.
This being said, fickle loyalties and allegiances mean rather little to him, and instead, he treats everyone as an individual. Gabriel
tends to be quiet unless he feels like he has something important or worthwhile to say, and he is quite withdrawn, preferring his
own company to that of others. Coming from the 1700s, his demeanor is generally rather solemn; formal and dignified. This often
means that he easily comes off as condescending or self-centered to his contemporary peers, but he is simply acting in a way he
believes is respectful towards the people around him.

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[coën]

[lupins]

xxx── full name is NISA LARA ASLAN
xxx── twenty three/cancer
xxx── cisfemale/bisexual biromantic
xxx── of turkish decent
xxx── healer for the florent pack
xxx── soft spoken & empathic by nature
xxx── faceclaim & voiceclaim . HANDE ERCEL

[lupins]

relations

[lupins]

xxx── full name is ALATER BAE
xxx── doesn't really have any nicknames
xxx── physically twenty-four.. mentally i'm figuring it out
xxx── born october twenty seventh/scorpio
xxx── cismale/pansexual panromantic
xxx── underling of gaia's witches
xxx── tranquil & placid, prefers to keep to himself
xxx── believes his opinion is always right
xxx── often speaks as the voice of reason ( if he speaks at all )
xxx── THIS IS A SKELETON FORM I AM WORKING ON IT
xxx── faceclaim & voiceclaim . KIM HYOJONG

[lupins]

relations n masterpost

[haru ;]

if this looks huge i'm sorry, it'll be fixed soon.

song (l) heiran (f), most call her heiran or simply ran. 338 years old but appears 20. a little witch advisor. always remarked upon as purely odd, and very cryptic to boot, nearly always speaking softly and with a unusual note of whimsicality, leading to many brushing her off easily. dark, long hair with see-through bangs she often just lets spill over her shoulders, with large brown eyes so light they seem almost grey, usually with burgundy lips, and a distinct preference for clothing that seem almost vintage in appearance. needless to say, she doesn't quite fit in with the crowd.

distracted easily, snared by different trains of thought one after another, but her leaders have long learned how best to maintain her attention when requesting advice. very careful with all things sentient, and can perhaps also be considered eccentric for how child-like her curiosity sounds to those outside her band. she seems to prefer sitting to the side, but her voice carries over well — light, soothing and airy, again similarly akin to a child's. yet ran has an eye like no other, capable of sniffing out lies faster than a bloodhound. her ideas tend to be rather unorthodox, and always leaning towards a peaceful solution rather than violence, and with that her decisions are frequently guided by premonition, where she sees fragments of people's faces and situations. when she zones out into a dream-like state while awake, chances are she's attempting to get a read on future events.

ran is proficient at both offence and defence with her telekinetic abilities and ability to cause intense pain to a being's body with just eye contact and concentration alone, though she hardly ever uses the latter. it pains her to see suffering. if put into a situation where her hands are tied and her abilities useless, she's just as easy to break as the next china doll. she is quick to throw up her mind defences for that is her only layer of self-protection. she is hardly physical strong or exceptionally fast, making her a weak and practical sitting duck if it comes to physical prowess. needless to say, she is purposefully kept away from the heat of actual battles for the sake of her own safety. she's helpful with spells and potions and the like, though they're not her go-to form of witchcraft. has minor affinity over water, but nothing too powerful or drastic.

[haru ;]

relations and things!