ℂ𝕃𝔸𝕀𝕄𝕊 𝕠𝕗 𝔻𝕆𝕄𝔸𝕀ℕ

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Hi humans! I'll be adding
some more stuff onto here
in a little bit (maybe a
discord) but for now feel
free to put up some forms
and reserve what you need!
Please don't hesitate to
reach out with any questions
or concerns as they come up!

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Ｍａｉｎ Ｔｈｒｅａｄ
rules - characters - info

Ｄｉｓｃｕｓｓｉｏｎ

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Ute is a small town, but it's
getting more modern by the
day! It's home to a petite local
market, and a single school
building. The library and movie
theater are where most people
gather. When dining out the
choices are limited to a small
burger shack, a cafe/bakery
and the incomparable Sal's
Butcher and Deli.

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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
easily swayed or scared
-deceptive, stubborn

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

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𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬
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.

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲
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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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𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬
+ deeply empathetic,
supportive, consistent
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smell of a storm, quiet
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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.

Finally, Johann has the
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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𝙉𝘼𝙈𝙀xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCarson Ellis Shepherd
𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙆𝙉𝘼𝙈𝙀𝙎 xxxxxxxxxxnone, just Carson, thanks
𝙎𝙋𝙀𝘾𝙄𝙀𝙎 xxxxxxxxxxxxxborn werewolf, older sister
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𝙋𝘼𝘾𝙆 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxoutsiders
𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙆 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxbeta

𝙁𝘾xxxxCobie Smulders (as Dex from Stumptown)

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𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙
𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪❜𝙙 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠
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Carson Shepherd has spent her entire life running from re
sponsibilities, and running from herself. Although it was u
nspoken, the expectation was always for her, as the oldes
t, to assume her position as the head of the Shepherd pac
k when the time came, but Carson was never inspired by
that expectation hanging over her head — she found it suf
focating, and so she did everything except what she shoul
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𝗔 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗠❟
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d have: she pretended that she was human, partied, got into troubl
e, and left the middle sibling, Cassidy, to look out for their little bro
ther, who, in spite of every missed phone call and family dinner, con
tinued to adore Carson. Eventually, she fell for a guy, and she fell ha
rd. He was everything she wasn't: caring, thoughtful, and impossibly
sweet. Carson was only twenty-three when he died in a car accident
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𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚

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𝘼𝙂𝙀 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxtwenty-eight
𝙂𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxcisfemale
𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙉𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙎 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxshe/her/hers
𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxbisexual biromantic
𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxfive foot eight
𝙋𝙃𝙔𝙎𝙄𝙌𝙐𝙀 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxathletic
𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙓𝙄𝙊𝙉 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlight tan
𝙃𝘼𝙄𝙍xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxdark brown
𝙀𝙔𝙀𝙎xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpiercing blue
𝙁𝙍𝘼𝙂𝙍𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀 xxxxxxxxxxblackcurrant & labdanum
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𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙
𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙯𝙤𝙣
𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙚𝙨
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on the way to pick her up, because he had always been so
concerned about her walking home that late after a night
out, unknowing that it would have been a breeze for his g
irlfriend to break someone's nose — or a jaw. That's when
Carson traded in her carefree attitude for pessimism, and
this simmering, burning anger at life. And the guilt is a m
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❜𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄❜𝙢 𝙖 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨𝙖𝙢 𝙟𝙚𝙩𝙨𝙖𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨
𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨
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illstone around her neck, because she can't help but blame
herself and get lost in the what ifs: what if I'd been in the
car with him, what if I could have turned him, what if I ha
d been honest about who I was and he never would have st
uck around in the first place. Turns out that he had a siste
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𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩❜𝙨 𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙖
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Carson's wolf has a pelt with the
same variation of browns as her hair,
but her eyes dull from their usual pi
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𝙁𝙄𝙍𝙎𝙏 𝙄.xxCarson is prickly, f
rustratingly defensive, and sa
rcastic. She isn't very good at
being nice and treats most pe
ople as if she wouldn't touch t
hem with a ten foot pole. She
uses her mordant — and often
insulting — sense of humor as
a means to keep others at a
distance. She is so afraid of
getting attached and then losi
ng someone that she seems a
llergic to affection, and the cl
osest she gets to anyone is w
hen she decides to pick a figh
t. She struggles with opening
up, unless she is lashing out.
𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍xxwardrobe consists o
f band shirts, scuffed combat
boots, and The Green Jacket.
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𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙
𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣❜𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚

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r, now drowning in grief, and she blamed Carson, too. Except that this wasn't some
harmless bit of blame, because the hunters who had had their eye on the Shepherd
pack for a while decided to use this to indoctrinate her. Carson wasn't home when t
hey came, but they burned down the family farm, and when she found the house in
flames and her family dead, she chose to flee. With nowhere else to go and a hunte
r on her trail, Carson struck up with a band of loners. Her anger carried her all the
way up to the rank of beta, where she uses every opportunity to stir up hatred tow
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ard the hunters. When the hunters began closing in again like a snare around a thr
oat, Carson would have wanted to fight, but the pack had a different plan: reclaim
ing a piece of land in Colorado that they had lost many generations ago. Now Carso
n has a new crusade, hell-bent on recovering the territory, no matter the cost. An
d if she gets to throw a few punches and possibly hurt a couple of hunters in the pr
ocess, it's all the same to her. Although Carson is... unpleasant on the best of days,
she's a force to be reckoned with, having no intentions of relenting anytime soon.
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𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨
❜𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨
𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨
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𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄❜𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚
𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪
𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚
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song by artist.
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okay sike about winnie, I've genuinely been missing writing for Carson, element of chaos, so I'm bringing her back

if anyone wants the same / a similar dynamic as your character had with Carson in the previous roleplay, just let me know !!

[Ashton_99]

Res 1

[Ashton_99]

Res Relations 1

[Ashton_99]

Res for 2nd Character

[Ashton_99]

Res Relations #2