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      I would like to mention that the roles that I have listed while important do not need to be filled. You can create your own role for the house, so long as it is viable and necessary. Anything that you think can be important to the realm of Nautchwald or the the manor as a whole can and might be accepted.​

      Important Roles

      -First Tier Rose Witch Members-

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      •Blue Rose Witch
      - Unavailable
      The Blue Rose Witch, Xavier, has died, but will be reborn again as Moselle and Adamar's son. The Blue Rose Witch has the power over creation. The Blue Rose Witch is the most powerful Rose Witch and the sole creator of the covenant. The Blue Rose Witch is a pacifist but has no fear in flaunting his birth right to make others do his bidding. He is to be feared.

      •Black Rose Witch:Skylar Nocte Petrova
      - Taken by Vio
      Physically she is the second strongest fighter in the covenant. The Black Rose Witch was a founding member of the covenant when it was first created, thus she is also powerful the third strongest magical wise. She has control over the shadows in Nautchwald and specializes in Curses. The Black Rose witch is known for taking the lives of others throughout Petrova Family history, thus her weapon of choice is a scythe. She secretly detests her half sister Moselle, the Purple Rose Witch.

      •Purple Rose Witch: Moselle Elizabeth Johnson
      - Taken by Vio
      The Purple Rose Witch is the Witch of Healing and Protection. She is not as strong as the other founding members in combat. Though her determination to protect the lives of others and her endless stamina makes her a powerful foe. As well as the fact that she has sole power over one of the three proto-type reapers. She is also a pacifist much like the Blue Rose Witch. At the pinnacle of her power, she can even bring those back to life.

      •Red Rose Witch: Anastasia Nicole Petrova
      - Taken by kitchan
      The glorious Red Rose Witch, The Mother of Magiology, the study of magics and sorcery, and CEO of Potent Corp. which is the leading supplier of basic magic ingredients, charms, spells, and potions. The Rose Witch is considered a genius in all magical realms for her many creations as well as having the largest collection of magical Items. Her knowledge of potions and spells makes her capable of nearly anything and she is said to be the second strongest Rose Witch magical wise, which allowed her complete control over the Realm of Nautchwald after the death of her husband.

      •White Rose Witch:Morris Harridson Petrova
      - Taken by Vio
      The White Rose Witch, the second most powerful Rose Witches magical wise. Born with the mark of the Rose Demon, Morris was thrown into madness at the age of fifteen after reaching the pinnacle of his power. He is a master of time and space which gives him incredible advantages over others. He rivals that of god himself, which he proved to be fact by purposely entering purgatory and freeing the proto-reaper Adamar from his prison. Not only that but his magic is what created the realm of Nautchwald to begin with. Now that he has matured, he is taking on the responsibilities of his past actions as well as becoming a loving father and husband.

      -Second Tier Rose Witch Members-

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      • Chartreuse Rose Witch
      - Taken by Berry
      The Chartreuse Witch, sometimes misleading referred to as Lime Rose Witch, is a master in the art of summoning magics. It is said that this witch has legions of monsters and even demons at the ready, however, The Blue Rose Witch has kept them in line by threatening to end their very existence. Unfortunately, the Blue Rose Witch is dead, so the Chartreuse Rose Witch is a wild card for the time being. Possibly an antagonist, a ticking time bomb, just waiting to put on a show.

      • Orange Rose Witch
      - Taken by Doomy
      The Orange Rose Witch I am allowing to be a fully customizable character to who ever wants this position or role. You will decide their power, name, background, associations, as well as everything else about them. I highly recommend taking the offer if you want an important character in the story that is entirely your own!!

      • Pink Rose Witch
      - Taken by Gladis
      The pink rose witch is known for her unnatural super human strength, making her the strongest Rose Witch physical wise. She is supposedly the Black Rose Witch's Mentor in fighting. It is unclear how she came to possess such strength seeing how it isn't a form of magic at all, however, she earned her spot among the Rose Witch Covenant with her vast amount of skill in using magical weapons said to be crafted be the gods.

      • Grey Rose Witch: Gwendoline Maria Delphi
      -Taken by DoomyCakez
      The Grey Rose Witch was blessed with the power of sight. He/She is able to see on many different plains of existence, the aura's of others, the past, the present, and the future. She is not particularly the strongest Rose Witch physical or magical wise, but she is a great contributor towards keeping Nautchwald a safe place through the use of her powers.

      • Bisque Rose Witch-
      - Taken by Sinopa

      Major & Minor Roles

      -Petrova Manor-

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      Personal Body Guards
      Personal body guards are assigned to the children rose witches, or those who will need protecting the most. They are to be with their assigned client 24/7, especially if they are to go out into Nautchwald. So far only two positions available.

      1] Moselle's Body Guard
      -Filled by Crowly

      2] Skylar's Body Guard
      -Filled by Crowly

      3] Gwendoline's Body Guard
      - Open

      4] Lel's Body Guard
      -Taken by Sinopa

      -Personal Butlers-
      Personal Butler's of the Petrova Family or Rose Witches. These characters tend to the needs of the witch they are assigned to such as attire, food, cleaning their room, or just as company. There are ten positions available.

      1]Skylar's Butler
      -Taken by Aka Kitsune

      2] Moselle's Butler
      -Taken by Gladis

      3] Lel's Butler
      -Taken by Aka Kitsune

      4] Gwendoline's Butler
      -Taken by Gladis

      5] Anastasia's Butler
      -Taken by Kitsune

      6] Pink Rose Witches
      - Open

      7] Morris's
      - Open

      8] Orange Rose Witches
      -Taken by Gladis

      9] Chartreuse Rose Witches
      - NPCed

      10] Blue Rose Witches
      - Unavailable

      These little guys are the soul-bounded companions, common house hold pets, of the Rose Witches. If their master or mistress dies then they die, however, the Rose Witches are always reborn again, thusly so are their familiars. They would do anything for the one they serve and are strongly attached to them. There are nine available positions.

      1] Chartreuse's Familiar
      - Open

      2] Gwendoline's Familiar
      -Filled by DoomyCakez

      3] Skylar's Familiar
      - Open

      4] Moselle's Familiar
      -Taken by Vio

      5] Morris's Familiar
      -Taken by Gladis

      6] Anastasia's Familiar
      - Open

      7] Yukari's Familiar
      - Open

      8] Ezra's Familiar
      - Open

      9] Lel's Familiar
      - Open

      10] The Blue Rose Witch's Familiar
      -Taken by sinopa

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      [The picture of them must be digital art or a drawing. No real people.]
      Full Name :

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      Title(s) :

      Preferred Name :

      Age/Date of Birth :

      Sex :

      Sexual Orientation :

      Race :

      Voice :

      Languages Spoken :


      Facial Structure :

      Body Structure :

      Eye Color :

      Hair Color :

      Height :

      Weight :

      Skin Tone :

      Scars :
      Tattoos :

      Piercings :

      Marks :

      Style :
      Outfit one :

      Oufit Two :

      Outfit Three :

      Five Good Traits :

      Five Bad Traits :

      Ideals/beliefs :

      Details :

      Quirks :

      Hobbies :

      Interests :



      Father :

      Mother :

      Sisters :

      Brothers :

      Grandparents :

      Uncles :

      Aunts :

      Cousins :

      arsenal :

      abilities :

      Physical :

      Mental :

      Fears :

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      Mental :



      *You can alter and add to the Skeleton I posted above or use your own. I will also provide an example by providing you with my character sheet.

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      Please leave a comment in this thread that you read the rules.
      I just like to check, yanno?
      Game Rules
      1. Posts must consist of 1 to 2 paragraphs, with grammar and spelling checked.

      2. You must follow the plot line that will be provided.

      3. You cannot change the history of the Town of Nautchwald, it's residences, or the Rose Witches.

      4. While these characters can be extremely powerful, do not god mod.
      Any fights or scenes must be preplanned, this is not a role-play where you can go in and do whatever you want all willy-nilly

      Ex: Blowing up the mansion with your destructive power is a no no unless stated other wise.

      6. The Game Master upholds the right to "hijack" a player's character if that player is preventing the progress of the role-play.

      7. The Game Master upholds the right to remove individuals from RWC with out providing a reason why. Usually removal is due to inactivity or bad behaviour.

      8. Rose Witch Covenant is not a mature role-play, so please keep everything strictly pg-13. We do not want to be reported <3

      Character Rules
      1. No Gary or Mary Sues.

      2. Maximum of four characters unless stated other wise.

      3. No human characters, humans are not allowed in Nautchwald

      4. Characters may be powerful.

      5. Characters must be approved before a Game Player can start.

      6. The characters for this role-play do not have to be witches, Nautchwald is home to ALL monsters.

      7. Demons and Angels are also not allowed as characters.

      Player Rules
      1. Must be long term and dedicated; I kid you not this role-play could last years.

      2. You must be active, and post at least once or twice a week. Game events require prior sign-up. We will not wait for you.

      3. You must be cooperative with the Game Master and the other members.
      You can collaborate on events, plot, and characters. Please tell the game master of any plot or event prior to carrying it out.

      4. If you, the game player, are having troubles with another member please tell the Game Master.

      5. Drama out of character is frowned upon, drama in character is welcomed.

      6. Zero tolerance is in effect. I do not and will not accept bullying of any form in or out of my game. You will be removed from the group, and your character will meet an unfortunate death.

      Moderator Rules
      1. You may be a Game Moderator, but the Game Master is the superior. Listen to your Game Master.

      2. Game Moderators can make important decisions, but the Game Master has final say in all matters.

      3. You Cannot remove someone from the role-play with out the Game Master's permission.

      4. You were given this title, it is a privilege, and the Game Master can take it from you.

      5. Be a good role model for the Game Players. Be nice to the Game Players.

      6.Report both good and bad behavior to your Game Master.

      7.Generic rules also apply to the Game Moderators.

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      First Tier

      + Xavier (Deceased)
      + Anastasia
      + Morris
      + Moselle
      + Skylar

      Second Tier

      + Gwendoline
      + Ares/Ezra
      + Damian
      + Yukari
      + Lel


      First Tier

      + Aldwyn (Deceased)
      + Alexius
      + James
      + Nadir
      + N/A

      Second Tier

      + Sebastian
      + N/A
      + N/A
      + N/A
      + N/A


      First Tier
      + Winston the Skeleton Butler
      + Hana (soon to be)
      + Isolde
      + Willow
      + N/A
      + N/A

      Second Tier
      + Belphegor
      + Kirara
      + Zeros
      + Ryuu
      + N/A


      + Adamar
      + Gideon
      + Nimhue
      + Suzuya
      + Stella
      + Hell

      + The Invisible Bar Tender
      + The Book Keeper
      + Grandpa Petrova
      + Grim​
    #1 Vio, Jun 20, 2014
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  2. "The bisque rose witch is known as the witch of fortune, because he has the ability to conjure up vast amounts of gold. His role has been to act as financial support for the Petrova family, making sure they were always influential and a force to be reckoned with. However, he is a very fickle person, and it is said that no one could adore his power more than himself. Some even claim that he sleeps in a bed made up of nothing but gold ingots."


    Lel Petrova
    (Previously Balthazar)

    (appears 24 though)


    December 21st

    Lel has quite soft, feminine features, and milky white skin. He keeps his hair long, and sometimes tied back into a ponytail.

    Lel is a very soft-spoken and sensible person, who manages to keep his head cool even in heated situations. He keeps up the appearance of being kind and benevolent, but, he also has a darker, very greedy side. He is a brutal businessman, and the gold he produces through magic cannot saturate his hunger for wealth. He takes great pleasure in giving out loans to companies or people with ridiculous interest rates, ruining them completely in the process of taking everything they have. Part of the reason behind his rotten personality is because of the curse from his powers clouding his mind.
    -Hellebore Gensai-
    Hellebore is Lel's body guard, but due to her quiet nature their relationship is a bit on the colder, more neutral side. However, Lel greatly appreciates the services she provide, as she has saved his life on numerous occasions.

    -Zeros Nox-
    Lel loves toying with people, and so he couldn't let the chance slip away when Zeros visited his sister, Isolde, at the mansion. He challenged him to a game of chess, knowing fully well that he would win, with the stakes being that the loser would become the personal butler of the winner. At first, Lel only kept Zeros around in order to catch the resentful stares of Isolde, but after a while he began developing an affection for him. He now considers him a close friend, although his feelings for Zeros may be deeper than that.
    Intelligent, excellent business sense, playing chess

    Physically, Lel is quite weak, and he gets sick very easily due to his poor immune system. His greed sometimes tends to get the best of him, although he never lets this show in public.

    Excelling at school since quite a young age, Lel has always had his whits about him. Thanks to his brains and the financing through his powers, he was able to establish a business that quickly grew larger and larger. He is now the CEO of an insurance company as well as a credit bank. The interest rates of the services he provides is ridiculously high, but due to a friendly facade and quick clean-up work of his PR crew, the public has never been made aware of this. Anyone who falls into his trap is sure to come out of it empty handed.
    He wears a ring with the symbol of a one winged eagle, which he uses to mark the gold ingots he creates.

    (since everyone's doing them lulz):

    Compassion: 4/10
    Empathy: 4/10
    Creativity: 9/10
    Mental Flexibility: 10/10
    Passion/Motivation: 10/10
    Education: 10/10
    Stamina: 2/10
    Physical Strength: 1/10
    Battle Skill: 1/10
    Initiative: 8/10
    Restraint: 8/10
    Agility: 2/10
    Strategy: 9/10
    Teamwork: 7/10

    A theme that breathes gold, most fitting for the witch of fortune, no?

    Voice actor:
    Minagawa Junko

    Personality theme:
    (Vio showed me this XD the genre doesn't match him but the words do.)
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    #2 Sinopa, Jun 20, 2014
    Last edited: Oct 8, 2014
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    All Souls Night

    Butler of Moselle



    Around 144

    Androgynous- s/he has the ability to switch gender at will, and thus has no set gender.

    Wood Nymph

    July 28th


    ᕮᎩᙓ ᑕᗢᒪᗢᖇ:

    ᕼᗩᓰᖇ ᑕᗢᒪᗢᖇ:


    138 cm

    31 kg
    ᙖᗝᖙᎩ ℱᗢᖇᙢ:
    Slender, Petite

    ᙖᖇᓰᗴℱ ᗩᕈᕈᗴᗩᖇᗩﬡᑕᗴ ᗪᙓᔕᙅᖇᓰᕈ♈ᓮᗝﬡ:
    Willow is short, really short. He is extremely slender, small and refined, and has almost no curves whatsoever, making him appear very much like a child. He doesn't look much different in his male and female forms, though in his female form his curves become ever so slightly more prominent, and in his male form his body attains some of the more male traits. In either form, he still looks rather ambiguous and it is more or less impossible to tell his exact gender.

    Willow's hair is a gentle green and long, reaching to about his hips. He usually wears it loose, and most often it appears rather wild and untamed. He has long bangs, and more often than not they dangle into his face. His eyes are, similar to his hair, a gentle green color, though can seem to shift between light green and dark green depending on his mood.

    Although the style of clothes he wears on his free time varies, he is most often seen dressed in white.

    In the past he had often because of his appearance been mistaken as a child, though this certainly is far from the truth. For a wood nymph, he is actually of average height and his appearance isn't all that usual, amongst his own kind.



    The Outdoors/Nature/Gardens
    Most Animals and Plants
    Playing Games

    Dog Whistles
    Spicy Foods
    Loud Noises

    Complete Darkness
    As a forest nymph, Willow was born with a curious and playful nature. He is always up for learning something new, and generally has a very childish and cheerful air about him- which suits his appearance rather well. He is however also shy, always acting cautious around strangers. If possible, he tries to avoid confrontation with them at all costs, and rather hides than showing himself at all. Considering this strides against his duties as a butler, however, he has been working several years on refining his social skills, definitely coping better now than he used to.

    Around people he knows well, however, Willow becomes an entirely different being. He is cheerful and talkative, never hesitating to ask questions when there is something he doesn't understand or wishes to know more about. As mentioned earlier, he loves playing games and don't be surprised if he plays one or another (harmless, if I may add) prank on you.

    Willow loves spending time outside, and takes every opportunity to do so. Plants and animals are his best friends, though he also has declared some of them his enemies in the past. It is unusual for him to make enemies overall, and usually takes quite a bit to thoroughly anger him. Once his rage has been spurred, however, the sweet game he was playing is over. In fact, he can be quite aggressive and menacing, if he need be.

    Being shy as he is, Willow likes it when he has his peace and quiet from time to time. Therefor, when not tending to his masters/mistresses needs, and when he is not spending time in the garden, you will most likely either find him in the library, reading... or perhaps stealing snacks from the kitchens. He also loves to sing, though is too shy to do it around people... even if he is quite good at it.


    None, as for now. Will probably be changed very soon.


    None, as for now. Might change it soon.

    Communicating with Plants and to some extent, animals.
    Gender Shifting.
    Superhuman Speed and Flexibility.

    Good Memory

    Somewhat Naive
    Shy around Strangers
    Easily Distracted

    See the Outside World
    Have his friends forever at his side
    To be able to sing someone he cares for a song


    There isn't too much to be said about Willow's past. He was born in the garden of the family he still serves, as the spirit of a young willow sprouting by a pond. He spent the first few years of his childhood simply living his life in the garden, playing with the plants and animals and making sure to stay away from the witches. He didn't exactly fear them, but he didn't really wish to bother with them, either.

    Occasionally, he would come out and play with the children. He tended to find them less scary than the adults, and enjoyed their company immensely. As time passed, however, and the children grew older, Willow started spent more and more time hiding from them... until a new generation was born.

    This continued for quite some time, and Willow had no complaints about the way he lived his life. That was, until one day Willow's tree was infected by parasite mushrooms. Simultaneously as the condition of the tree worsened, the same happened to Willow and soon enough, he was very sick. Seeing no other choice than to leave his tree and beg the master/mistress of the house for help.

    Willow's tree was saved, and in that way also his life. He was offered to work for the Petrova family, and feeling like he owed them everything, Willow gingerly agreed. He has been serving the Petrova family as a butler ever since.​


    Voice Sample
    (The blue haired perverted kid named Aladdin X3)
    #3 Gladis, Jun 20, 2014
    Last edited: Aug 11, 2015
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    Isayo Namida
    Butler of Gwendolyn






    13th October

    Eye Color
    Gray [Human]
    Yellow [Dragon]

    Complexion/Scale Color
    Fair [Human]
    Orange-White [Dragon]

    Hair Color
    Red [Human]

    Body Form
    Slender, Toned [Human]
    Long, Slim [Dragon]

    Brief Appearance Description
    In his human form, Ryuu stands about 186 cm tall and weighs around 76 kg. He his slender but toned of body form, and though he isn't overly muscular, is it clear that he is all but meek. His complexion is relatively pale, though he does have a slight tan- especially in the summers. His hair is long and red, reaching to about his hips. Ryu usually wears it up, bound into a ponytail... but has now and then been seen wearing it lose. His eyes are gray, and he usually wears a normal butler uniform. He has also been seen wearing a white attire from time to time.

    Although he keeps it covered by clothes and thus very few know about it; his back, part of his thighs, arms and hands are covered with beautiful white scales, which take on a somewhat rainbow colored glow when exposed to sunlight.

    In his dragon form (which he almost never shows, as he tries to keep his identify as a dragon a secret from most), Ryuu appears to be a more Asian styled, with a long, snake like body. He is able to fly through levitation, and thus has no wings to speak of. His scales are a white, yellowish, orange, pink (depending on the lighting), and tend to sparkle beautifully in the sunlight. He has a white mane going from his head and all the way along his back, even to where the tail begins. The tail ends in something resembling a large feather. He also has two large whiskers growing from his muzzle, and a pair of horns on his forehead. In this form, his eyes are a sharp yellow.



    Fire Cooking/Baking Spicy Foods Blueberry Pie and Cheesecake Reading Fencing Summer Nature Lilies Rain Most Animals Sakura Trees

    Dislikes ⚜
    Snow/Winter Losing Being looked down Upon/Having his Pride Hurt His Sister Most of the time, Fighting Clowns- Circuses in general Flies and Mosquitoes Broccoli, Carrots and most Crabs

    Betrayal Losing Control

    Ryuu is the kind of person who can never simply settle down, but always needs to be active in one way or another. He needs to keep himself going in order not to go insane. Thus, you will most often see him scurrying around the house- either following his masters/mistresses orders or doing something on his own. He is friendly and loyal, though has a somewhat sarcastic, laid back and witty attitude. In other words, he likes teasing his friends now and then. Nonetheless he is kind and caring, even if he may not seem as at first meet.

    Generally, Ryuu disapprover's of unnecessary violence. Simultaneously, he loves sparring with his sword and is even rather good at it, which sort of contradicts his dislike for violence. He sees it as an art, not a way to harm other people. In order to protect those he serves or his loved ones, however, he would never hesitate to draw his word. In these situations, although remaining fairly calm on the surface, Ryuu's bloodlust as a dragon may become more prominent.

    What he likes to do most of all is cook, and he takes the opportunity whenever he can. Ryuu is rather good at it, and has throughout the years learned countless of recipes. When he once in a while finally settles down, he likes to quietly spend his afternoon sitting in the garden or somewhere else comfortable and quiet, to read.

    He also has moments when he loses his cool and simply... well, goes insane is perhaps an exaggeration- but he totally and utterly loses control of himself, often in a fit of rage. Luckily these moments are few and far between, and he has yet to show any signs of aggression since he arrived to the Pertova household. He is also known to suffer from periodical depressions, though usually manages to hide his feelings well enough to keep anyone from noticing. These are also few and far between, though more common than his fits of rage.


    Isolde Nox

    He has a sister

    None, currently.


    Fire Manipulation
    Water Manipulation
    Shape Shifting (into a human)
    Eating an endless amount of blueberry pie.

    Cooking Well
    Charming Personality

    In some situations, terrible impulse control
    Earth and Air
    He Likes to Gamble
    He has a sister Complex
    Blueberry Pie

    Taking Revenge upon his Sister
    Have a Family


    Most of Ryuu's past remains shrouded in mystery, even today. When speaking about his past, Ryuu often calls his birthplace a 'world, far far away', where dragons once thrived in masses- alongside humans and other species. This, was however, far back in the past, and as Ryuu was born, most dragons were already extinct. In fact, his family was the last of their kind (at least as far as he knows).

    What exactly transpired during his teenage years is unknown, though as a result Ryuu fled his birthplace and somehow ended up in Nauthwald. He was severely wounded and on the brink of death as a young woman called Lucille found him crashed down in a forest. She nursed him back to health. The fact that he was able to shape shift made it easy enough to melt in with the rest of the Nautwald citizens, despite his true size and appearance. To make sure that he didn't randomly turn back into a dragon, however, Lucille helped him seal away his dragon form in a pendant he always wears around his neck. He is still able to turn into a dragon, but only for a certain period of time. Before he gained the pendant, it was visa versa.

    After spending about a year with Lucille and finding his place in Nautwald, she suddenly passed away in an incident most likely involving his sister. Grief stricken and filled with hate for his own blood and flesh, he swore he would hunt her down and avenge the woman he had come to love. Nonetheless, he had no choice but to push these things aside in order to move on and survive. About three years ago he managed to get a job at the Petrova mansion. Ryuu has been living and working there ever since.

    Voice Sample
    Ono Daisuke

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    Familiar of Morris Petrova


    ✢Name ✢

    ✢ Age ✢
    "None of your buisness, pal!"
    Old enough to have been able to fall in love with and kill a queen of ancient Egypt, only to as a punishment be turned into a snake and cursed to slither on the ground for over a millennium.

    ✢ Gender ✢
    "You blind?"

    ✢ Race ✢
    "I am an almighty dragon!"
    He's a tiny snake. Well, not tiny for snake standards, but...y'know.

    ✢ Birthday ✢
    "Uhhh... dunno. Don't remember."
    No one does.

    ✢ Eye Color ✢
    Green [Human]
    Golden [Snake]

    ✢ Complexion/Scale Color ✢
    Tanned [Human]
    Golden [Snake]

    ✢ Hair Color ✢
    White [Human]

    Body Form
    Average, Slightly Toned [Human]
    Long, Slim [Snake]

    ✢ Brief Appearance Description ✢
    "Stunning, aren't I?"
    In his human form, Alexius appears as a rather short young man of average built. As most people have in the country he origins from, he was born with darker skin. Instead of the usual dark hair and eyes common for his people, Alexius was born with snowy white hair and green eyes. His hair is medium length, reaching to about his shoulders and it almost always appears messy. Alexius usually wears a long, white off-the-shoulder tunic, the collar of which is decorated with golden eyes, as well as triangular gold earrings, a gold headband, and the gladiator-style sandals. As a side note; he can occasionally be seen smoking a pipe, especially during moments when he has to use all of his brain power.

    In his snake form, Alexius is neither too large nor too small for snake standards, his whole body spanning across about 4 meters. His entire body is covered by beautiful golden scales, though his eyes, despite becoming the ones of a reptile, remain the same beautiful green.


    ✢ Sexuality ✢
    "Ehhhh? What's that sorta' question's that?"
    Probably Hetrosexual

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    ✢ Likes ✢
    "A lotta' things."
    Everything shiny and expensive (jewelry, money, gold etc.)
    Taking Naps
    Showing Off
    Morris (though god help you if you try to convince him this is the case)
    Being fawned Over/Being the Center of Attention
    Making friends
    Telling dramatic Stories
    Being Dramatic in General
    The Color Gold
    Warm Weather/Being out in the Sun
    Mint Tablets
    His Pipe

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    ✢ Dislikes
    "That's quite a list too..."
    Being called weak/having his pride hurt
    His Snake Form
    Cold Weather
    Having his sleep Disturbed
    Most Vegetables (especially if cooked)
    Boats and Planes
    Warm Clothing

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    ✢ Fears ✢
    "Don't insult me! As if I'd be scared of anything!"
    There aren't many things Alexius fears, though ironically enough mice is one of them. In fact, he finds them one of the most disgusting creatures ever, and usually avoids them at all costs. The other thing he fears is losing those he holds dear and being unable to protect them. Even if he often treats people rather...well...arrogantly, he is actually a very warm and caring person.

    ✢ Personality ✢
    "Everyone loves me!"
    Alexius has a tendency to often come off as cocky and egotistical, perhaps suffering from a slight napoleon complex. Although he in actuality is a rather hardworking individual, both mentally and physically, many mistake him for being lazy because of his habit to randomly taking naps whenever he finds a calm and quiet spot to slumber. Sleep is something he has always treasured, so God help you if you are the one to wake him up. It would not be an understatement to say that Alexius is not a morning person.

    He likes to flaunt his skills as a superior, but is respectful to those more powerful than him. Despite acting somewhat goofy and generally acting however he feels like, Alexius is a loyal and trusting friend, with a generally cheerful and dramatic personality, and he confidently voices his opinions.

    If there is one thing he hates most of all, it would probably be losing. Be it in games or battle, Alexius despises even the notion of that he could possibly ever lose, and thus always does his very best to win. He loves getting into the heat of a battle and show off his powers, yet is a terrible loser who doesn't know when to give up. This is definitely something he has to work with.

    Despite this flaw and how he usually appears, Alexius is not stupid. He is sly and calculating, the mind of a trixter hiding behind his cheerful grin. He could be considered quite manipulative, and does not hesitate to use this to his advantage in times of need.

    ✢ Friends ✢
    Morris (I suppose?)

    ✢ Family ✢
    Long dead.

    ✢ Crush/Lover ✢
    None, currently.


    ✢ Skills ✢
    Throwing Knives
    Knowledge of Medicine and Poison
    Moving without making a noise
    Sensing movements in the Earth and air
    Navigating with the help of the sun and the stars
    Climb trees and buildings
    Knowledge of Astrology
    Bilingual- he speaks English, ancient Greek, Latin, ancient Egyptian and Copic, Arabic, French, German and lately he has taken it upon himself to learn Mandarin. He also has the ability to read hieroglyphs and understand ancient Greek scripts. (He's had a lot of time on his hands).

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    ✢ Strengths ✢
    Loyal to his friends
    Very Agile
    Somewhat of a clown, which makes him likable
    Strong Willed

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    Likes Slacking off from time to time
    Somewhat Greedy
    And somewhat egoistical
    Sometimes, he talks way too much.
    He is also prone to having a terrible attitude.
    And he never holds back when it comes to voicing his opinions, which can be considered both good and bad.
    Stubborn- sometimes too much for his own good.

    ✢ History ✢
    Whilst his mother was indeed an Egyptian maid working in the palace of the great queen Cleopatra, Alexius father had been a Roman soldier, making him a halfbreed. His mother died giving birth to him, and the midwife helping her at the time decided to take him in. She also happened to be the wife of a high ranked royal healer, and thus it came to be that he grew up in a family serving under the queen.

    Well, at the time they were actually serving under her parents, which meant that Alexius grew up alongside her. A few years younger and far from having any reason to approach her usually, Alexius admired her from afar, always awaiting a chance to meet her. Eventually this fateful moment came to be, and the two befriended each other.

    During Cleopatra's reign, Alexius served under her as not only a loyal servant, but also a very good friend. Thus, as the time came to be where Cleopatra decided to take her own life, it was Alexius she turned to. Well, for that reason and the fact that because his training as a healer, he had knowledge of both medicine and poison. Despite the love he secretly harbored for the queen, after having tried to convince her to change her mind countless of times, when the time came his loyalty to her allowed him nothing else than to abide to her orders.

    It was Alexius who prepared the poison which would end her life, even with the knowledge that he himself would most likely be charged with death for his crime.

    Nonetheless, it seemed fate had something else in store for him. Upon learning of the death of his mother, Cesarion- her son by Cesar sent one of his magicians to exact judgment on him. Instead the blessing of death, Alexiu's punishment was to be turned into a snake and slither on the earth for all eternity. Because of this curse, he was not forced into the body of a snake, but he was also cursed with eternal life. He did not age, and even if he could be fatally wounded and healed no faster than any other mortal- Alexius could not die, no matter what. Only total cremation of his body would be able to put an end to his body, and yet his soul would forever remain restless.

    More than two millennium passed when he one day was found by Morris. Up until that point, Alexius had changed a lot and yet not at all. Being caged in the form of a snake, there was not much Alexius could do but... slither around and go about his snaky life. He did go about ways to spend his time learning, however, and on his travels through the world Alexius learned a lot. He has also had a tendency to sleep for a couple of centuries from time to time, often leaving him very confused when he woke up again. Nevertheless his heart become consumed with rage because of the unjust done to him; hatred and sorrow, each passing day darkening his heart even just a slightly bit more. At this point, part of him is actually rather twisted, even if it rarely shows,.

    Because of this, perhaps bumping into Morris was the best thing that could ever have happened Alexius. In exchange for becoming Morris's familiar, Alexius was given the ability to turn back into a human with the help of a pendant. It can only last longest for twenty-four hours at the time, however, before he in the end always has to return to his loathed snake form. For the same amount of time he spends as a human, he must remain a snake twice as long in order for the pendant to fully recharge with enough energy.

    And this, ladies and gentlemen.. is the story of Alexius.

    ✢ Voice Actor ✢
    Todd Haberkorn

    Since I couldn't find a suitable theme song for him. X3

    Following Tzipporah
    Scat Bizarre La Terre
    L'Arabesque Danse Toujours
    L'Arabesque Sindria

    Please use this one for the website... X3
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  6. Hellebore Gensai





    February 12


    Body Guard for the Bisque Rose Witch.

    She is a very stoic person. It’s not that she hides her emotions it’s that she believes emotions slow her down and cloud her judgment. She is loyal, brave, and stubborn; once her mind is made it’s almost impossible to change it. She isn’t one to talk much and often answers with short replies so it’s kind of hard to carry on a conversation with her.

    Ranged combat, strategy

    Close combat, dealing with emotions (Both of other people and of her own)

    She was sold the day she was born, into an order of assassins. When she was 5 they began training her, giving her the mindset of an assassin. The training she endured were harsh, and even killed a lot of the other kids, but she was stubborn and determined to survive. At 8 she killed for the first time. At 10 one of the people she was suppose to kill had a bodyguard. When the bodyguard defeated her, rather than killing her he took her in, knowing that the assassin's order would kill her since she had failed her mission. He taught her the ways of the body guard, and most of all, loyalty. At 16 she met Balthazar Petrova, she felt a sort of bond with him, he was familiar to her and so she has been his bodyguard ever since.

    Theme song:

    Yuki Nagato Emotionless, monotone.

    (Yuki Nagato is the one with glasses for those who don't know XD)

    Weapons of choice:
    Isolabella; sniper which she wears on her back. Her main weapon.
    Kara is the one on top (White) and Kira is the one on the bottom (Black). They are strapped to her belt.

  7. 'Kill or be killed, its the motto for our clan you know? Once you are in this mess, this personal hell you can never escape. We either have to let it consume and kill us or enjoy the blood soaked path which you create. So, will you continue to fight and try to survive or be killed like weak prey?~ Either way I will protect you with my last breath Zeros but it is your future, live or die.'
    -Isolde to Zeros when he killed for the first time.



    Isolde Nox
    -Not considered part of the Nox clan recently.-


    17 years by appearance.
    173 - true age.
    In vampire terms she is a teen.




    Vampire - Pure blood from a noble clan.


    15th July

    ~Appearance description~

    Isolde stands at around 5''11 with a slim, curvy figure and delicately pale white skin. With skin like porcelain and hair in a light shade of blonde which slowly grows darker towards the tips she has a dark shade of blue for her eyes, framed by thick lashes. Her skin is generally clear except the scar running from her left shoulder till just under her shoulder blade. She has a saying tattooed onto her neck in Latin that was the motto for her previous clan. During blood lust her eyes gain a hue of a navy blue and her fangs elongate from their normally normal state. In her more feral state her eyes become slit pupils and her nails become claw like. There are three restraints/limiters placed upon her, located on her each wrist and her torso, above her heart.

    In terms of personality, Isolde is a person who hides

    the reality of herself behind a mask. Isolde in reality is
    quite the thoughtful person, be it her actions or words
    will they will all be honest. Despite her ruthless past
    profession she does hold compassion for many who
    have become special to her. Although there is few times
    she does not adorn the finely painted mask, Isolde at
    these times is prone to smiling a true smile even if
    briefly. Confident but rarely choosing to involve herself
    in the matters of others, Isolde will find herself often
    in the background. She does although like messing and

    teasing people out of amusement.

    Despite all of this, Isolde has other parts to her personality.
    Her mask allows her to be perceived as respectful to all
    even if she harbors a dislike for another. While she is
    naturally respective to those she cares for or respects,
    she is able to hide her negativity behind a well crafted smile
    and polite facade. Of course, while the mask hides a lot
    of her emotions it also hides the vampiric side to her.
    Isolde does however had a cold side that makes her able to
    ignore the calmer more compassionate voices that would
    be considered weakness.(Clan taught)

    Like those of her clan, Isolde has the beast like mind state
    due to the requirement of blood and it being in her instincts
    to get the life liquid at any cost. Isolde does have a lot of
    restraint in this department though which is why she hasn't
    been seen in such a mind state before by anyone. It is also
    the presence of this that brings forth quite the sadistic side
    from her, a trait which is far more present that the blood
    lusting beast part since it may appear in certain situations.

    Isolde is very loyal, specially to Skylar who has long since
    become her closest friend along with her Mistress. She trusts
    the black rose witch entirely and questions few things the
    witch does out of respect for her. In fact, Isolde is loyal
    to many who have become close to her but Skylar is one of
    the vampires priorities since taking up her current position.


    Cristina Nox



    Darkus Nox-

    Brother- Younger /Twin (2nd Heir)
    Henry Nox

    Brother- Younger (3rd Heir)
    Zeros Nox


    Skylar Nocte Petrova




    Personal servant to Skylar Nocte Petrova


    Assassin in the Nox family Clan.



    Due to her life span she has had many years to perfect both
    instruments to a level she finds acceptable.
    Isolde takes preference to these two than the flute which she also
    knows but is seen a lot less with.

    She learnt cooking from her mother at a young age, something she
    constantly practices in memory of her mother. She tends to prefer deserts
    and sweets though since they can temporarily satisfy blood lust if it appears.
    She keeps a small book in her room full of her
    mothers notes, this is never opened.


    She knows Latin due to the clans origins but also knows Italian due to her
    mothers heritage from a foreign clan that was allied with the Nox.

    Isolde has a few weapons she favors over others.
    These include her mothers Katana along with projectile
    weapons such kunai, shuriken and throwing knives,
    all of which she normally has hidden on her along with a dagger.
    The katana is rarely used since she cannot hide it.


    Like most vampires, Isolde has enhanced features about her. This is factors such as her speed, strength, durability, senses and healing. Of course she still tends to try and increase factors such as her speed and strength so if needed she will have less risks involved if placed in a battle. As for her healing, this only increased the time it takes to heal wounds both minor and major. However, major wounds will still require time to heal themselves but it will be a lot less that others will take.

    Poisonous Aura/Energy and Generation.
    She is able to expel a poisonous and toxic aura around herself that can be used for multiple purposes. She is able to generate actual poison from herself in multiple forms and by expelling the aura she is able to create a almost shield since if near the aura it will poison the person or hold a corrosive effect. Isolde can generate this aura around one part of her body in battle which will allow it to have a stronger impact along with a corrosive effect. However, due to the presence of the toxic aura she keeps multiple limiters upon the amount of aura she can release at once since it will leave her vulnerable and sick for a few days if over used. Isolde has a very strong aura, something she is used to hiding. Due to her ability to manipulate the energy of her aura she can solidify it if all restraints are released. By concentrating the large energy source on one part of her body she can expel it in beam or 'explosion'. As for creating poisons, this is also limited by the restraints but only the first one.


    -Silent Killing.
    -Poisonous Aura/generation.
    -Her strength.


    -Healing does not stretch to decapitation of the head or vital organ wounds.
    -Strong scents/sounds due to enhanced senses.

    -Rare plants that can be used to create poisons that are effective on vampires.
    -Over use of poison aura can leave her weakened temporarily for days.



    Isolde was born over a hundred years ago, but in terms of human years she is just a mere teen. For the majority of her life she was kept within her covens home, restricted from the outside world so she would be raised by the ideals of the group. She was brought up around the idea that her own clan was superior in terms of the vampiric community, although most of the clans believed that they themselves were the strongest and so many with pure blood were raised to think such. Regardless, with nothing to cease this she eventually settled into the idea.

    In her child years she was brought into the training that all went through in the Nox. They all preferred to deal with issues quickly and quietly and so she was taught to use what she had to achieve her goals. This involved training the agility, strength and speed of the person so that they can accomplish things before a issue could arise. Later on in the years in involved training to avoid submitted to pain, hence why she has a scar across her shoulder.

    Eventually when she underwent a family ceremony to discover and release the powers she was 'gifted'. The ceremony allowed for her family to discover the natural poisonous abilities she held and so like every vampire in her clan she had limiters placed upon it to avoid using it to an extent it could damage her. After this she was told she could start going to school so it would provide her with more social knowledge. This was also mainly so she would be around the other coven's heirs.

    During her high school years she often spent the days with the others of her clan hunting for prey. This often meant they would avoid entering the school or classes to simply satisfy hunger. When the small group was within campus grounds they barely acknowledged the other people who took part in Nautchwald High school as they believed them to be insignificant to their time there. Around this point she lost her mother who gained a fatal wound to the heart upon taking a mission from her father.

    Even during these days, Isolde played the complicated facade although she was much darker than she currently acts. She would keep the ever soft smile on her lips as she messed with people in an attempt for brief amusement. Be it finding out some detailed information to use against a innocent or just threatening them, she was not a person who left the comfort of her group. However, this eventually changed later on in the year when she met someone from the Petrova family.

    Skylar Nocte Petrova.

    The first time Isolde saw Skylar it was just a passing, the second time however they actually spoke to one another. This was around the time Isolde changed. Still she has no clue why but the first thing she ever heard Skylar say was "You amuse me, you are now my servant.". Despite her seclusion from the young age like most heirs she knew who the Petrova were. Shocked at the exclamation she escaped that day to return to where her family was, questioned them frantically about what was going on.

    For the next two days, Isolde spent her time out of school to conduct missions for her clan. They were mainly assassinations or recon but she refused to attend the education establishment under the reason of her confusion at the events before hand with the Death rose witch. When she returned to school in the next few days she was stuck in a odd situation.

    Of course, few people in the school liked her and her small gathering of her kind and so she was singled off that day. Approached by a few students she was stuck in a corner as she had not got permission to release the limiter and so would be reliant upon physical strength. Unfortunately for her there was quite a few of them and so she took no action as they closed in.

    It was then that the witch who had caused her days of disappearance to appear, both shocking her and removing her current enemies quite quickly. Now, at this point the vampire was just stuck in shock at the action, causing her to become cautious towards the girl. After a few moments of silence the two got to chatting and eventually the vampire agreed to go back to the mansion with the witch, both unsure and cautious about following her.

    On the travel towards the mansion they were ambushed for a reason Isolde has yet to discover and still chooses to avoid. It was then the two were forced to team up briefly to escape the troublesome situation. It was also then that the vampire gained respect for the witch and it was this point she agreed to becoming her servant. Although, in reality she probably had little of a choice considering who she was with.

    The next day she informed her family who had mixed reactions but she had little care for their reactions. After all, she choose willingly to take this position. From this point she had little communication with anyone other than her youngest brother Zeros. As her new position was confirmed her father removed the clan based limiters which caused her to ask for a witch to place new ones. Lately, Isolde is spending her time serving the Petrova quite happily although she still occasionally messes with people out of amusement.

    -Blue, red, black white and purple.
    -Animals (to some level.)
    -Her brother Zeros.
    -Skylar Nocte Petrova
    -Her familiar by default.
    -The darker times of the day.


    -The day
    -Loud noises or strong scents.
    -The unknown.
    -Lack of restraint.
    -Henry Nox and Darkus Nox.
    -Green, orange, yellow and pink.
    -Anyone who is overly optimistic/pessimistic to a point its annoying.


    -Normally has her nails painted black and white.
    -She rises early to enjoy the last moments of the night.
    -She tends to hold hatred towards clumsy people.
    -May act polite as she does everyone but she does dislike a few people.
    -Likes tattoos for some apparent reason.



    Her voice - Saeko Busujima (7:58)
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  8. The Witch of Healing

    G e n e r a l

    ~~ Moselle Elizabeth Johnson~~
    "Momo"- A nickname from her early childhood
    "Moe"- A nickname she hates since it's a nickname for her father
    "Soubrette"-A nickname given to her by her friend Orchid. Do not refer to her as this.

    Half Witch
    June 17th, 1657

    A p p e a r a n c e
    Abnormal white hair, Heterogeneous eyes of purple and blue, Pale skin with naturally light pink cheeks, Average "bust" size (C 32), slim waist with medium sized hips, small hands dainty hands, average sized feet (size 61/2), and legs are longish.

    "Moselle's soft, clear voice rang out sheepishly from her diaphragm as she responded to the young girls claims. Her abnormal, but in this case normal, snow white hair, Type 2A, was long and wavy. It cascaded down to her back yet styled in a way that easily framed her oval shaped head. Her heterogeneous eyes of purple and blue, the left one purple and the right one blue, blinked curiously at the young girl before she finally spoke again."

    "Her black skirt that was cut short in the front, to three inches above her knees, and continued to trail down to her ankles at the back in a loose wavy fashion. Her long legs, that were actually quite thick at the thighs, were bare save for the strange thorny vines of ink that trailed up to just above her knees. It almost looked as if it were simply a tattoo, but sadly it was a mere curse mark that Moselle had come to terms with during her times staying at the card suit society."

    "Moselle absent mindlessly straightens her soft pink baby-doll, bubble top mesh made of a polyester, chiffon, Rayon blend. It was a cute top with a floral pattern of various other hues of pinks, and light browns. She returns her line of sight back on Gwendoline's face before something behind her catches her attention. A boy, not much taller than her for she was at least 5'7 in height compared to his 5'9, with white ears protruding from his hair and a strange tail just peeking around the side of his leg."

    Her outfit changes accordingly.

    P e r s o n a l i t y






    Modern Plumbing

    Roses (ironically)

    R e l a t i o n s h i p s
    Sarah Jane Williams
    Sarah was her earth mother from the 1600s. When still fairly young, they had a happy relationship. Of course this changed after her parents divorce and the birth of her younger sister Jessica. After that her mother became verbally and emotionally abusive towards Moselle, only ever paying Moselle any mind when Moselle seemed to cause trouble for the family. After a while Moselle became very indifferent towards her birth mother before finally leaving home to live with her grandmother.

    Morris Harridson Petrova
    Moselle was daddy's little girl before the divorce and the two were inseparable. He would play the piano for her when ever she asked. When she was bored, crying and sad, and even when she couldn't sleep. This is the reason Moselle was so keen on learning the piano while growing up. After the divorce Moselle was extremely confused and lost. She didn't know what to do with out her father, because he understood Moselle best. With him gone she was alone, with no one to protect her. At first she idolized him, but as she grew older and learned the harsh realities of life and her view of him also became indifferent. She began to hate her father for abandoning her all those years ago.

    Gran Peterson
    Gran was Moselle's grandmother whom she loved and cared for up until her passing. She was the light in her life when things became dark for Moselle. She was much unlike her mother, and they looked out for each other. Moselle will never forget what happened all those years ago, and to this day feels guilty for accidentally murdering her.

    Hal Williams
    Moselle's step father and Jessica's birth father. He was a kind natured noble who often stood up for both of his daughters. He did not approve of Sarah's treatment towards Moselle and often tried defending her, which seemed to only make the situation worse. While he was baffled as Moselle's odd appearance and mannerisms, he tried his best to ensure she felt wanted. Sadly he was a noble and a business man which often caused him to be busy. He was not there for Moselle as much as she needed, but Moselle does appreciate his efforts.

    Anastasia Nicole Petrova
    Moselle has a complicated relationship with her grandmother Anastasia. While it is true that they have met twice Moselle only recalls the second time. That was when Anastasia created a spell to heal Moselle's sick grandmother, as well as gave her the ingredients and incantation for it. Unfortunately, the ingredients were tampered with by Skylar, unknown to Anastasia and Moselle, and caused the spell to falter. The spell caused the grandmother died, and served as an ingredient for Skylar's curse on Moselle. This caused Anastasia to receive the blame as an scape goat as well as Moselle's hatred. After finally meeting again, and being properly introduced, Moselle attacked Anastasia and caused a misunderstanding. We will have to wait and see if the two will actually build a solid relationship with each other as grandparent and grandchild.

    Gwendoline Maria Delphi
    Ryan "Sparky" Petrova
    Jenavere Lilith Petrova
    Skylar Nocte Petrova
    Aedian F. Petrova
    Balthazar Petrova

    S k i l l s

    The Scholar
    Note Taking

    The House Wife
    First Aid

    The Witch
    Healing Magic
    Protection Magic


    S t r e n g t h s

    Strong Will

    W e a k n e s s e s

    Physically Weaker

    H i s t o r y

    -----------General Background -----------

    Early Childhood
    Moselle was born on June 17th, 1657 to her parents Sarah and Moe Johnson. Her first few years growing up as a toddler where happy and normal. Although, it was not long before she noticed she was different than the others. Her snow white hair, and heterogeneous eyes of blue and purple were abnormal. More often than not, other children would pick on her and bully her. Her father was doting and loving, often playing the piano for her whenever she asked. While her mother was strict, always trying to turn Moselle into the proper young woman. She would always get mad whenever she found Moselle outside playing in the dirt and rough housing with the few friends she had. Despite the few little things, everything was great, and Moselle couldn't have been happier. Unfortunately, unknown to both Sarah and Moselle, Moe Johnson had a secret that he kept from his family. It wasn't made aware until a strange woman with burn red hair came to visit their family. Moselle, only five, was not entirely sure what was going on, before she could find out her mother Sarah sent her away to be with a neighbor. She played all afternoon with the neighbor, unsure as to what had happened, but when she finally returned home her father was gone. Her mother was crying, saying something about he had left them behind, that he never loved them both. Moselle was devastated with out her father there. He was the one that understood her the most and comforted her. A year later her mother remarried to a wealthy noble, and had a second child. Though Moselle was thrilled to have a little sister to play with, the isolation that followed was painful. The parents slowly began to push Moselle away by focusing much of their attention on her younger sister and work. Moselle was left to fend for herself, and often was with the servants either to keep them company out of boredom, curiosity, or to actually help them with their daily tasks. Through this, Moselle learned to daily house hold work, among various other things. In some cases she would spend time with her sister, and tending to the scratches and bumps her sister received while playing outdoors.

    Teenage Years

    The years got worse as Moselle grew older, she entering her teenage years and finding herself with out any friends. Both her school life, her social life, and her home life was hell, a complete disaster she could not seem to escape from. She was unable to make friends at school due to the fact that she was "different" than what was considered normal in the era she lived in. Her white hair and mismatched irises were abnormal, and at that time, abnormal was something of the devils work. Even though it was obvious Moselle was fully Christian, it did not stop the other teenagers and children from harassing her. She would often be bullied by other girls, and the adults would turn a blind eye to their behavior. Moselle eventually fought back, with a good right hook, and the girls started spreading nasty rumors that she was a violent witch as payback. Moselle was suspended, and beaten, for her actions, but her step father managed to cease the rumors if Moselle behaved in return. There were no problems with bullying and rumors since, however, that did not stop the sneering and harsh looks. In these years, it was perfectly normal for young girls to find suitors and wed at an early age. Moselle was reaching her fifteenth year, and it was not long before her step father started arranging suitors for her. Unfortunately, Moselle did not like this having grown strongly independent since her early child hood. She found herself falling for men of her own choosing, and closer to her age, rather than the older and "richer" men the step father brought to meet with her. Moselle received mixed reactions with men during this time. Some of them found beauty in her abnormalities, finding her exotic, like a rare gem that just needed a good polishing. She absolutely loathed these men, since they were more interested in how "rare" she was as if she were an item rather than an individual person of equal value. In order to be rid of them, she did everything to ensure that these men ended up hating her. Then there were the men that were terrified of her, again thinking her to be the work of the devil. She did not particularly mind these men, and really just felt sorry for them. She knew it wasn't their fault they were incompetent and narrow minded. She tried to reason with the ones that she liked, but her forwardness always scared them away in the end. Needles to say, her parents were very unhappy with her incapability of finding a suitor, and her mother often became verbally abusive towards her whenever Moselle behaved out of turn. As the connection between her parents worsened, her relationship with her mother's mother, Moselle's grandmother, became strong. Moselle would often spend her weekends at her grandmother's cottage and garden or help with chores. Eventually Moselle completely destroyed the bridge between herself and her parents, and left her parent's home. She moved in with her grandmother, and the two lived happily for three years. In the fourth year, when Moselle turned eighteen, her grandmother became ill, but Moselle refused to leave her side and took care of her sick grandmother, and everything else that needed done around the house. Moselle, though it was difficult, was able to find two jobs. One job was working as a servant girl for her old neighbors (from her early childhood), and the second job was offered to her by a friend of her sick grandmother. With those two jobs, Moselle was able to successfully take care of her sick grandmothers and their tax. Sadly, it was heart breaking for Moselle to watch her grandmother slowly die away to an unknown disease. For two years she worked to keep everything under control, but as her grandmother's illness got worse Moselle began to seek professional help. Unfortunately, Moselle could not afford a doctor or any sort of medicine the doctor could prescribe. Moselle became desperate and began hunting for a cure by herself, until finally caving and looking towards taboo methods. She began reading on both witches and wiccans, knowing full well that they were professional healers and had special healing abilities. After a long search, she found someone.

    Young Adulthood

    Eventually she came across a rumor that a witch comes to the town occasionally to look for souls to steal and Moselle decided to look into the rumor more. It says she has a home south of the town where she will occasionally stay. Moselle traveled down the path, a good days trip, until she came across what was supposed to be the witches occasional home. No one really knew what her name was, but it was rumored that most of her evil spells and potions required a rose from her personal garden. Thus, the witch was refereed to as simply "The Rose Witch" in Moselle's home town. Moselle met with the witch that lived there, and was quite surprised how willing to help the woman was. Unknown to Moselle, it was actually none other than Anastasia Petrova the "Red Rose Witch:, her own grandmother that was helping her. Moselle took note how the woman had unnaturally burnt red hair, that looked like dancing fire in the sun and wind. She had the strangest feeling of familiarity with the woman, but could never recall just where she had seen her. Never the less, Moselle accepted the woman's help and returned home. Once Moselle was home, she followed the instructions given to her exactly, but something went a miss. The spell had completely back fired on Moselle after she had casted it. The room went dark after the spell, and an eerie red glow began to Emmit from her grandmother. As the red gleam shimmered, the shadows came to life. The danced around them until they enclosed on the grandmother, who was asleep, and Moselle. They clung to their bodies in a frenzy, a small pain shot up Moselle's legs before the living shadows scattered. The shadows dispersed shortly after, and natural sunlight filled the room. Moselle was at a loss as to what had just happened, she looked down at her legs to see if she had been bit, and saw that her ankles were bleeding. After Moselle tended to her wounds, she checked on her grandmother to see if the spell had worked. When she checked, the sheer amount of horror that over came her is impossible to comprehend. Her Grandmother was dead. The old woman's body lay their limp and lifeless. Moselle heard a scuffle outside the window, and caught a glimpse of black hair as a person left from sight. She had been caught. Moselle said a brief prayer for her grandmother, and apology before scrambling around the house to gather what she could or hide some evidence. It wasn't long before her fellow towns people where shouting outside their front door egging her to come out and face them. Moselle did not go though, she terrified and fled the scene with nothing but her grandmother's cloak to keep her warm. She ran into the woods, the setting sun on her back.

    The Door, Her Salvation

    In a small New England town close to the shore a storm was brewing…and not some ordinary storm of thunder and rain. A storm between people created by lies and fears was weighing over the grim town. It was clammy outside, dreadful weather as the sun was setting and night was taking its place in the sky. Around this time you could hear the crickets play their every night tunes undisturbed, however, this particular night was different. The town was in a fuss after a woman came screaming “witch!” and “Murder!”. She told the town’s guards of a young girl, a witch, had slain her grandmother with a wicked spell. The town was small, so this news caught on quickly and it wasn’t long before they had their scorching hot torches, sharpened pitch forks, and their lock and chains made of ice cold steel. These were witch hunting times, and these towns’ people were not going to let this witch live after committing such a heartless crime. This was sad….sad because they believed such a lie and became scared of an innocent girl named Moselle. They become so scared that they wanted to wipe away her very existence and call it righteous! Off they went to find this girl who was only nineteen years old. The crowd of men, women, and even children marched to the outskirts of town drowning out all of the crickets’ every night tunes. Their feet stomped against the dirt road until they reached her grandmother’s cottage. They hollered and cheered egging the young girl to face them and meet her punishment. She never came; she was scared for her life and had decided to flee. With her skinny, nimble digits Moselle grabbed her mother’s black cloak pulling it over her as she ran out the back entrance. When she left those beings filled with spite broke into the house, and they tore the wooden cottage apart looking for evidence of the said witchery. They found the old woman, the grandmother, stiffened by death’s hand in her bed, and that was all they needed to see. They split into groups. One group removed the old woman from the home and set fire to the cottage with whatever evil and wicked things might still be inside while another group hunted after the witch. In the forest, whose trees’ leaves were taking the hues of reds and oranges, Moselle could hear the howls of the hunting dogs and she ran even faster trying to avoid tripping. Her long wavy white hair whipped around her face as the wind picked up; causing fallen leaves to dance in a whirlwind as she ran. It caught her though, causing her cloak to yank against her throat and make her choke. Stumbling backwards, Moselle immediately stepped a foot back to ensure she would not fall and ultimately regained her balance. She twisted her head to look at the issue and her peripherals showed that her cloak was entangled in a low tree branch. She was to frantic to even think that the wind had caused her cloak to catch onto a low branch, she just wanted to get free and escape. Her arms rushed to the black cloak and she became frantic to be free. Moselle’s multicolored eyes of purple and blue were anxiously looking back and forth between the low branch and the distance. She could see the burning glow of the torches draw near and she ripped her cloak away from the branch with all her might which ended up making it tattered. Moselle quickly took off again, but it seemed fate had it out for her, when from behind a dog leaped at her from the bushes snarling. Her ears could hear its padded feet hit the detritus, causing the dead leaves to crunch with each step, and she tried her hardest to flee. Unfortunately, the furry beast soon caught up to her and latched onto her leg with its pointed canines making her scream out in pain. The hunting dog’s teeth dug into her leg which made her fall into the wet dirt. It tried to attack her at the neck, at the throat, but she balled her hands into little fists and swung them at the dog. She beat the dog off her and kicked it away making it yelp and whimper. Before it could attack again she stood, the mud water now soaked her cloths and ran down her face, and returned back to escaping after hearing a gun shoot fire which made her cry out in desperation. She started crying; her irritated eyes unable to keep their warm tears, as she ran and prayed for salvation. This girl just wanted to disappear. She kept looking ahead hoping to find a place to hide and just when she was about to give up she saw a fairly decent sized, polished, and wooden black door in the distance. It was open and even though she could not see a house she could see what was inside it. Too frightened to even question the reality of the door she jumped through right as she was shot in the shoulder making her scream out in pain a second time. She fell forward tumbling onto the cold hard floor as the door slammed shut behind her and disappeared as a small group of men entered the clearing. There was no trace of Moselle to be found after that.

    ----------- The Card Suit Society -----------

    The Society & Tenebrae

    The door was of course other worldly, paranormal, magical. It was the door to none other than The Card Suit Society, a small pocket dimension where people who needed salvation and a home could go. She was very lucky indeed, and very much needed such a place at the time. There she was safe. Upon first entering the C.S.S Moselle was exhausted, in shock, panicked, and very scared. She was greeted by a tall handsome man, that tried immediately to calm her down. Though, she ran off towards the very back of the large establishment to hide from the strangers. Unfortunately, after her recent trauma she slipped into unconsciousness. She woke two days later on a comfy couch with her wounds tended. The man from the previous encounter greeted Moselle properly as Tenebrae, and kindly, as well as a cat anthromorph. While the man, who appeared to be a butler of sorts, left to draw and bathe the cat, Moselle decided to look around the strange place she had finally entered.

    Moselle Meets Modern Electricity

    She reviewed the décor and furniture with a great intensity. Some item’s she found to be strange while other’s she could grasp the obviously basic use for it. The couches may be made of a weird fabric, but it was still a couch. This could be said about all the other common things like the other chairs and the tables. It wasn’t until she reached the kitchen that she actually stopped and stare. There were these weird objects that were emitting an extremely bright glow. It was bright like fire, but it was obviously not fire. Fire also flickered but this didn’t do such a thing. She stared at the lights until it hurt to look and she looked away. This also distorted her vision. Once she could see again she pulled herself up onto the granite counter and proceeded to touch the strange object. Anyone from modern times would know not to do this because it was a light bulb, which not only generated light but heat as well through the use of electricity. Moselle being from the 1600’s was unaware of this and yelped when it burnt her fingers. She smacked it away from her causing the light bulb to hit another which in turn caused both the lights’ fuses to bust and the lights to go out. “Eek!! I killed them!” she gasped as the light she had hit sung back and smacked her in the face. “ouch!”

    Upon hearing the commotion from the other room, the butler quickly returned to Moselle's aid, but was clearly irritated with the mess she was causing. He held up his arms and offered to help her down, but she politely refused his help. Stating she did not need help with removing herself from the counter, plus she did not want to trouble the man any more than she already has.

    “I-I was just trying to familiarize myself with this place and I found these strange creatures. They are like fire, and they burn too. I did not know they would be hostile at the touch though….” The young maiden stammered trying to explain her abnormal behavior but she immediately stopped speaking at the sight of his unhappy face. He had opened his arms and spoke of trying to help her down; however, this made Moselle uncomfortable. She shook her head side to side. “N-no thank you... I don't need any help.” she said to him in the most soft and polite way she could muster. She continued by squatting closer to the counter, turned her body getting on her knees, then proceeded with reaching one leg down to the floor and easing herself off the counter. It appeared that she had gave the kind man even more work to do so getting herself down was just a way of giving him one less thing to do. “Sorry…I didn’t mean to kill them.” She apologized to the man.


    A second man comes to see what the commotion was, apparently he too seemed to be a butler of sorts for this establishment. They both ask if she is alright, and if she were hurt. The second butler introduces himself.

    “Yes, I am indeed fine. Though, I cannot say the same for your two creatures.” She spoke up to them keeping a soft tone in her voice. “I would nurse them back to health but sadly I believe they are dead, whatever they may be.” She tells the man who had just arrived of her incident with the light bulbs. How she had smacked it after it burned her hand and then crashed into another “creature” nearby causing the lights to go out. She looked up at the two men, finally realizing just how small she was compared to the two. They are certainly intimidating to Moselle so she became silent in fear of only making them mad at her. Not only that but they are handsome, and she knew she did not appear to be presentable before them. “Father and mother would be so ashamed to see me looking like this.” She thought starting to feel insecure and ashamed she looked down at her feet in embarrassment.

    The young woman looked up slightly surprised. She immediately straightened her back to correct her posture before responding to her addressor. “Moselle Elizabeth Johnson…” She stated matter of fact, which was a blunt way of speaking to be perfectly honest. “It’s a pleasure to met you Sir.” She said to him while keeping eye contact. She then smiled politely with nothing more to say to him. She subconsciously began to tug at the ends of her dress which was now stained with the forests mud and her own blood. She couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable in her dress with strangers, because it’s style was frowned upon in her home community. So the fact that it was also messy could have been a relief but given the previous night she had no shred of positive out looks in anything at all. Except for the fact that she is glad she wasn’t dead, at least she was being positive in that aspect. Moselle brought her small fingers to her head feeling an itching sensation there. Her hand brushed up against something strange that was entangled in her stringy, oily, and dirtied hair. She picked at it until she could pull it out. It was nothing more than a small twig. “Ew..” she whispered as her nose wrinkled in disgust.

    Moselle Meets Modern Plumbing

    Moselle nodded while she simply placed her hand unto the hook of his arm. She didn’t hook her arm into his entirely merely because of the fact that she did not want to get her filth on him. There was also the matter of how she was just terrible with men and found even the slightest touch embarrassing. The young lass was cursed with a terrible sheepishness ever since she was little, which lead to the event of her sixteen year old sister getting married before her. The thought made her sigh but she kept a rather confident face despite all this. Then she thought of the man that was leading her. He didn’t appear to be an ordinary man compared to the suitors back in her little town. “Hm…, a man with no last name. Rather odd.” She muttered speaking her thoughts out loud while looking back up to inspect him again. Moselle then realized her appalling rudeness and clamped her free hand over mouth. “I’m such an idiot! That was horrible…” she scolded herself in her mind before continuing to apologize. “I-I’m sorry that was rude…” She told him regretting her carelessness.

    Moselle nodded remaining silent as she peered into the bathroom. “Who is going to bring in the water?” She asked leaving Korbin’s side to explore the new area of the house that had opened up to her. She eventually laid eyes on what appeared to be a tub but only made of some sort of strange material unknown to her. It was certainly different than the metal tub she had in her washroom back at her grandmother’s cottage. She cautiously eased her way up to it before turning back at Korbin asking “Is this your tub? I’ve never seen anything like it…” she asked him. Turning back she kneeled beside the bathtub before finally bringing curious hands to touch it. She inspected it with her heterogeneous eyes, brushing her fingers over the metal faucet and down to the knobs that turned on the water. Both knobs were made of the same metal of the faucet but the left one had a “H” on it while the right one had a “C”. After a few more moments of staring at the knobs she finally gripped one with her hand and turned it making water spew out noisily from the faucet. She jumped from the suddenness of this taking a step away from the bath tub. “What? What kind of witchery is this?” She asked turning back to Korbin again. “No tub I know of can make water like this from thin air! Is this contraption even safe? Are you trying to trick me? I know I’m probably dead, but this is a weird way to make me suffer. What kind of hell is this?” She began to rant fed up with whatever façade this strangers were creating before her.

    Moselle & The Curse

    Moselle eventually settles into the C.S.S, though her life there was not easy at first. She was traumatized by her experience back at home. Getting into a few verbal arguments with some of the members that lived there or visited frequently die to her narrow mindedness. Although, she apologized and quickly learned the error of her ways. In order to live in a more advanced society, Moselle began reading informational books frequently, taking notes from them, as well as notes on the other members. Soon she learned all their habits, and various other things. Unfortunately, while her associations with the members remained positive, her fears of "The Rose Witch", who Moselle mistakenly believes is the reason her way of life was ruined, began to build. Eventually after a month of living there, Moselle took notice of a strange black dot, like ink, was staining her ankles. Tenebrae managed to decipher what the strange markings where, and came to the conclusion that she had been cursed. Since then, Moselle had nightmare's constantly about the witch, which forced to her to fall into a feeble state. She refused to sleep, and when she did it was restless and short. Eventually she got sick and her friend Orchid had to take care of her. A woman healed Moselle with the use of a charmed flower, but her nightmares did not cease. Soon she met a man named Jack, he had arrived to the society while Moselle was asleep on the couch, thrashing about due to a nightmare. She sat up screaming, after having died in her nightmare, and two visitors quickly came to her aid. Jack being one of them, quickly tried to calm Moselle down by assuring her that the person in her dreams, this "Rose Witch", could not enter the society with the intent of inflicting harm unto another. After he assured her of that, Moselle never had the nightmares again, though the fear of the woman, and Moselle's hatred towards her never ceased. The months passed, and Moselle's curse continues to grow like vines up her legs. The curse markings are like thorned vines twisting up her body, and Moselle began noticing that it was getting harder to walk due to a strange on and off numbness in her legs.

    ----------- The Empire of Nyx -----------

    Moselle Enters Nyx

    Moselle lived in the society for an entire year, and a few months after she turned nineteen something in the Society went terribly wrong. Her place of refuge began collapsing in on itself. She watched as the society's creator's daughter is pulled away by the shadows, while a swirling white vortex opens in the space behind her. The Portal sucks her in the instant the society collapses and portals her out into a different world all together. A place formally known as the Realm of Nyx.
    "She was screaming at the top of her lungs before there was another flash of white and she flies onto the ground. The portal had opened up outside of the Empire of Nyx and spat out Moselle like a person would a disgusting piece of morsel. She hit the dirt hard and tumbled out onto the road in front of a galloping horse’s path. She stopped her screaming for a brief moment until she looked up to see where she was and her hues took in the site of the horse charging towards. She screamed again at the top of her lungs and curled up into a ball in the middle of the road bracing for impact."

    Moselle meets the Proto-Reaper Adamar after she is hurled infront of her horse. After he threatens to kill her if she does not state who she was and her business, Moselle explains what had happened in a panic. She asks the man where she had landed, and he tells her that she landed outside the Empire of Nyx. Moselle knows of the Empire of Nyx, since it is the home of her friend Orchid. Upon hearing that Moselle is friends with Orchid, the man introduces himself as Adamar and offers her transportation and safety until she reunites with her friend. They travel together for a day and get to know each other. Moselle is quite annoying and prudish towards him, but they hit it off quite nicely. Eventually Moselle grew tired of riding on Adamar's horse, and as he tried to respond back to her, he was hit with a tree branch, and his cheek was cut. Moselle was going to take a look at it, being quite skilled in taking care of cuts and bruises, but was distracted by the beautiful place they had arrived at.

    Moselle gasped quietly when she saw his face. “A-are you alright?” She asks him with a concerned ring to her voice as Adamar removes her from his steed and places her firmly on the ground. She rubbed her lower back with on hand as she followed behind him. “Seriously Adamar, that looks like a nasty gash. Lemme look at it, maybe I can think of something for it.” She chides on, telling him, before stopping at his side. Her hues took in the sight before them. The place they had stop to rest was simply beautiful. It was like an oasis in the middle of the desert with thick tall trees growing leaves the color of sakura blossoms from dark brown branches, a fairly large pond with lit floating candles floating about its practically clear waters, and there was even round lanterns dangling from the branches of the trees. The pink and brown combination of the scene with the brief patches of green grass looked lovely to her against dull rocks of the mountains. She took notice that the sky was becoming dark and figured the sun would be setting soon. “Oh wow…,” she says off the escape of her breath. She noticed that there was a gondola on the other side of the pond. There underneath its roof was a fire pit and a swing made of wood. The cushions of the swing were also a pink which is directly correlated with the pink leaves. The unity of colors is brilliant and the generally area appeared to be so tranquil. “There’s a gondola over there. That seems like a good place to rest up, and for me to inspect that gash.” She mentions to him before striding off past him. She looked about for a path around the pond to get to the gondola and found one to the left. “Over here, there’s solid ground.” Moselle turns her head facing him as she calls back to him, and then stepped forward. As she stepped forward her footing slipped and she lost her balance. The sound of disturbed water echos as the wind carries it away. She had gone and fallen into the pond with a splash, and even caused a nearby candle to go out. “Eeek! Just great!” she cries out then clamps her mouth shut as a gust of wind rolls in making her shudder. Moselle crawls out of the pond onto a rock completely drenched with pond water. Her black skirt, which was shorter at the front and longer in the back, clung to her legs as well as her floral shirt. She looked back at Adamar, then turned away feeling like an idiot. She moved onward to the gondola and sat on the edge with her long pale legs hanging motionless over the side. It was probably the first glance Adamar would get of what appeared to be tattoos in the form of thorny vines the color of ink running up from her ankle to her thigh, however, that wasn’t what they were. No, they were a physical manifestation of her doom, of the curse set to take her life away. Something the poor girl hated. She removed her hair ties from her hair and the wet, matted strands of hair fall. “On the bright side, at least I am no longer covered in dirt.” Moselle groans picking the remaining leaves from earlier out of her wet hair.

    Adamar & Moselle's Night

    Yeah they had a moment. I'm not going to go into detail 'cuz this History thing is getting super long. x.x;

    Basically Moselle checked his gash, running her fingers over it gently, but couldn't do anything about it. She's super cold, so he gives her his cloak to keep herself warm. She drapes it over herself, and they lit a fire in the fire pit that's under the gondola. He decides to embrace her by pulling Moselle into his lap, in order to keep her warm since Nyx is unnaturally cold. At first Moselle rejects this, but gets over it and does what he says, even though she finds it super embarrassing. She eventually falls asleep, and when she does Adamar's gash shimmers purple and it magically heals itself. Adamar realizes that there is more to Moselle than an obnoxious little woman, and begins to find interest in her. He looks over Moselle's sleeping face and realizes that he actually finds her quite pretty when she's asleep and not yapping. They wake up, and Moselle is all like "Whyyyyy are you staring at me?" All weirded out. Yeah...he weirds her out.
    Adamar takes her to the castle where orchid lives, and since he is a guard the people he works for are all like bitchy towards him and Moselle defends him saying that she is teaching him to be proper so their shrewd comments are not necessary. Unfortunately, Adamar finds them all irritating and a waste of time and quits his job. Moselle has not seen him since he left, and was actually quite down about it for a while.

    Moselle & The Empire of Nyx

    Moselle lives at the empire until her twentieth birthday. She had a few rough patches with some of the people living there, but over all everyone treated her kindly. She took up a job as a nurse there. Eventually she is attacked by a vampire living in the castle, and as she scrambles for the first aid kit, she collapses. Before fainting she sees that she is shimmering a purple aura, and her wounds heal as she faints.

    She meets a woman named Kat, whom she really enjoys spending time with. Kat is very flirtatious, and the two hit it off really well. Kat gives Moselle a guest bed room a few doors down away form her own. Kat leaves Moselle with a kiss on the cheek which causes Moselle to blush. Moselle says something along the lines of "This is certainly not Christian-like." which hints that Moselle may be Bisexual, but she is not aware of it.

    Moselle reunites with Rouky, the owner of the Card Suit Society, and He tells her a secret. Once he tells her, he threatens to kill her if she speaks about it to anyone. Moselle actively avoids him after this.

    Moselle meets with Orchid, whom is having a crisis, and Moselle tells her Rouky's secret.

    Moselle, and the others, take Orchid's side, defending her against Rouky. Everyone abandons Rouky causing an episode between him and Orchid. He leaves after Orchid threatens to kill him.

    Moselle, plagued by the recent events and the realization that she is not human, leaves the Empire to return to the gondola her and Adamar slept under. She goes there to think, and come to terms with what has happened to her. There she reunites with her father.

    Moselle & Morris

    It was a long walk through the forests of Nyx, well against the forest line that is, but the young woman is determined to reach her desired location. She walked along the tree line, on the side of the dirt path; her wavy snow white hair was tied up into two loose pig tails and bounced in each step. There wasn’t any wind, it was quiet eerily still today, and even the forest seemed to be gloomy and dead. The young lass, formally known as Moselle in this empire, looked up at the eternal night sky as she moved forward. She thought about her recent issues, while it was true that the realization of her being inhuman has been disturbing her, the people of Nyx had easily been distracting her from the issue. Though she decided today that she needed to stop running away from it….the only problem is she had no idea what she was. There were so many questions that couldn’t be answered now that she was forever stuck at the Empire of Nyx. The door to the Card Suit Society no longer comes to her, which was her only way back to Earth and her home. She let out a brief sigh as she worried over her teacher, it was unaware of how time worked in Nyx compared to the human world so for all she knew the old man was dead. He was like a father to her, and she really enjoyed being his apprentice cobbler so the thought of him gone greatly upset her. She returned her attention to the road, and noticed that her destination was finally being approached. She felt like getting away from everyone at Nyx for once and contemplate over the issues she faced. Her heels clicked dully against the dirt road as she picked up in speed, her long black skirt , that reached to just above her knees at the front, but to her calves in the back, swished about her legs as she hurried. Finally turning to the left, she came across the place where she and Adamar made camp the first time she had arrived at Nyx by portal. A small smile plagued her face before dispersing almost immediately after. She looked over the entire area before her, it hasn’t changed at all since she last been here. There was a small pond filled that had floating pink and brown, lit candles in its clear waters to the left of the area, and it was surrounded by beautiful large trees that only grew in the forest of Nyx. Their leaves the color dusty pink, and their trunks a deep brown which was something Moselle just found breath taking. She carefully walked around the pond over to the gondola and swing. Even the fire pit from the night Moselle and Admar had slept here was still sitting there. Moselle thought back on that night and a small blush creeped onto her cheeks. “I still can’t believe he held me like that all night.” She muses softly allowed to herself while taking a seat on the swing. She gently shifts herself so the swing idly rocks back and forth as she hums quietly to herself. That’s when she feels something different in the air, a sort of presence. Suddenly there was a burst of wind that blew back her white locks. Moselle squints her eyes as she looks past the gondola to the road. There her heterogeneous hues of purple and blue take in the sight of space being ripped open as a white vortex, a portal, appears by the road.

    A figure stepped out of the spiraling vortex, the bright light entirely silhouetted their figure and kept their identity hidden. It wasn’t until the vortex closed in on its self, at the pace of someone simply snapping their fingers, that a tallish young man could finally be seen. He brushes off some invisible, nonexistent dust or dirt off his black slacks, and daftly adjusts his suspenders. The man’s mismatched irises of green and blue, his right being green and his left being blue, scanned the area known as Nyx and a wave of nostalgia washes through him. Boy it sure has been a long time since he last been here. His gazing and pondering was put on hold though as his cool colored hues fell upon the sight of the woman sitting not far from him. His eyes squinted as he looked at her, it was hard to tell from this distance if it was her or not, the reason he came. He waves over at the young woman calling out to her. “Hello! Could you perhaps help me find someone!?” He bellows loud enough. The young lass seemed to have been able to hear him, as she responded with another wave and beckoned him over. Though as he got closer it was clear to see that this was indeed the person he was looking for. His own daughter. A sea of emotions well up in him as he approaches. He has been keeping away from her all his life, not once owning up to his responsibilities in regards to his first born. She must hate him, that is if she still even remembers him. As he finally stand before her he inspects her features, she was no longer his little girl anymore, but she did have his young face and white hair. Not a shred of her mother was in her, which only made him feel the quilt even more. It didn’t really hurt though until he saw the look on her face. It was an unhappy confused one, troubled even and he knew she remembered who he was. “Moselle….my little girl…” he says, at a loss of words, nothing he could say would atone for what he did to her. Leaving her behind to live in a world she clearly didn’t belong in, to struggle with years not knowing anything.

    Moselle sweet face twisted into a mix cess pool of emotions. Hatred, confusion, sadness…it was all there. She knew the instant she could clearly see him. Her father looked as he did the day he left her behind with her mother. How was that possible? She eyed him, taking note that he still wore late century clothing, a white button up shirt with suspenders and slacks. She glanced quickly at his shoes, noticing that they were most likely recently shined. Her attention is immediately brought back to her father’s face as he spoke to her. Moselle’s pale pink lips curled into a frown unsure how to respond. In fact she sat there quietly unable to give him any sort of a response until finally speaking up. “Don’t you ‘my little girl’ me. You -left- me. You left me behind, the only person who knew me best, the one person I trusted most. You left mother behind too not that she grieved over it much.” Moselle spat hatefully, her colonial accent becoming thick as she chocked on her words. “Left a hole I had to fill with strangers. Not that it did any good. Why are you here!? Finally man enough to handle your mistake? Leave!”

    “Moselle please…I know I’ve been a horrible excuse for a father, but I’ve never left you alone. Your mother forbade me from ever stepping near you after we separated. I know that isn’t an excuse to have left you there alone with nobody to understand you. I wasn’t there to hold your hand and comfort you when those nasty people spat in your face and shunned you from their world….” Morris tried pleading with her to show some mercy. He was wrong about before, there was indeed some of her mother in the young lass. She was strong like her. So very strong. “Moselle please don’t force me away. I know I haven’t been there for you entirely, but I did try my best to watch over you from afar. You remember the collapsing of that society place right? How a portal suddenly opened for you? That was me, I was always trying my best to protect you.” Morris insisted tying to make her understand. He needed for her to understand, to listen to him, because he knew that she had discovered her latent powers. He had to explain them to her, tell her everything, and stop holding back.

    “And where were you when the boys stoned me with pebbles, when the girls tried to light my hair on fire!? Where were you when my own mother kicked me out at the age of fifteen!? Or when granny got sick!? Where were you when they ran me out of town and hunted me like some sort of animal! Where were you during THOSE times too? You think helping me just that once is going to change an entire childhood of the pain I had to endure without you there as my father!?” Moselle’s voice rang out angrily. She stood up in her rage, and kicked the fire pit with her heeled boot, causing it to flip over and spill ash onto the floor. Though it wasn’t long before her anger just welled up into tears that rolled down to stain her cheeks. She could feel her father’s hand grip her chin gently and guide it to look up at him. He brushed her hair back as he pulls out his own handkerchief from his back pocket. He swiftly wipes away her tears with it before she pushes him away. As he stumbled back, Moselle looked down at the wooden floor of the gondola and gripped at her skirt in frustration. Then she realizes something, something he said that was strange. He made a portal? Moselle looked back up at her father while taking a small step back. “Y-you said something about the portal….what do you mean?” She questions.

    Morris eyes widen as she pushes him away, he stumbles back clumsily. Wow, and to think she was strong enough to actually push a man back like that. He wasn’t sure whether to feel happy at that fact or upset she had pushed him away. Regaining his balancing, and soon his posture he coughs softly while tugging at the collar of his shirt. There was a light murmuring he heard, as if being carried by the wind, but really it was just them acting up. Them, the voices in his head. His usually wise looking, yet tired eyes, briefly twitched as he tried quieting them down. He shook his head bringing a hand up to rub his eyes. “Y-yes, a portal. Moselle I do believe you’ve acquired the knowledge that you are special…just like your old man. Heh.” He chuckles awkwardly knowing this wasn’t going to be an easy topic of discussion. “Moselle hun, please sit.” He asks, but when she promptly refused he just continued on.

    “Moselle, there is no easy way for me to tell you this, though I am sure you are aware of it already. You are not human Moselle. You are a witch. Those stories and myths about witches are all true, though just not the propaganda you hear in the old centuries. You belong to a special and powerful family of witches who are famously known throughout the supernatural world as simply ‘The Rose Witches.’ I know this probably wasn’t the answer you were dreaming for, but it is an answer at least. I also know that is something big to take in. Moselle…I came here today because of the fact that you finally realized that you had a special sort of gift. The gift of healing. I came here to tell you everything, though this would be easier to explain if you came home with me. So I can show you as well as explain to you.” Morris tone had changed completely as he explained. It was stern and serious, which was fitting for such an important topic. There really was no way of sugar coating this. Though as the silence quickly settled, he knew Moselle was completely and utterly lost and ten times more confused than she was before….or in shock. His cold expression softened again as he looked down at her blank face. “Moselle please come home with me, it will be so much easier to explain. Plus, you get to see your family again, something you always wanted right?” He let out a sigh as he gently took his daughters hand. She didn’t pull away, which was good, but just simply nodded up at him. He smiled happily. “Oh thank heavens, close your eyes dear, it will be easier on you.” He instructs. After she obediently closed her eyes Morris rose his hand up at the space before him, and instantly with a flash of light a spiraling white vortex appeared before his palm. As he guided them through the portal he could faintly hear Moselle mutter something to him. “Don’t think that I’ve forgiven you.” Was all she said as they stepped through the portal to this so called “home”, to none other than Morris’s birthplace the Petrova Manor.

    The spiraling portal opened up right at the door of the Petrova Manor, Morris leading Moselle out of it the moment they were out of the portal it closed behind them. In a gentle tone "You can open your eyes now Moselle we're home now," he said letting go over her hand. Even though he would have loved to hold his daughter an lead her through the manor smiling with her, he knew that a moment like that would be out of his reach and so was satisfied with just being able to be with her. Walking up the steps he opened the doors just as she began to open her eyes, “Well come home Moselle,” said smiling warmly.

    ~That is everything up until present~

    M I S C



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    Zeros Nox

    164 years old
    Appears 16 at the most.


    September 25th

    Pure blood vampire.

    Appearance Description:
    He stands at 5''10, slightly smaller than his elder siblings, the twins Isolde and Henry. Unlike his siblings he gained his mothers eyes.He has his fathers blonde hair that falls to his jaw lines, the hair on the back falls to the nape of his neck. Like his mother he has amber eyes that when in blood lust becomes a fiery red due to the hue of gold that appears. Zeros has a quite thin but tall frame for the age he appears. Like his mother he has quite a small nose with amber orbs framed by thick blonde lashes. He has scars lingering upon his torso from clan trials and missions, the most evident is the one upon his chest above his heart which forms an 'X'. He wears gloves either black or white a large majority of the time as it is used with his weapon. On the bicep of his left arm the clan motto is tattooed in Latin.



    Zeros unlike his siblings is quite shy and often
    smiling happily. Despite his position as an assassin

    he has much more reservations in what he does that the
    others in his coven. He has a much more compassionate
    side to him which makes him much more approachable.
    He still has the beast part to him due his
    vampiric nature and urges but he has the best restraint
    and regret when he falls into this state.

    Zeros is loyal to Lel and at the
    same time his family. Often at times when
    other witches or servants appear he will tend
    to begin to inch behind his master to avoid
    being noticed, since Zeros is quite cautious of the
    others in the manor. He is honorable in the sense
    he will complete what he promises and will create. He is
    observant like most of his family but unlike them he
    feels regret for most of his violent actions.

    In serious situations he can be quite serious
    although some events may trigger
    his return to the more shy side of his personality
    which will disrupt his part in the situation.
    He is quite mature despite he only
    being a child in most vampires eyes,
    a trait that causes people to respect him if only a little.
    He has a deep set love for those he considers family
    but he is quite protective of his siblings
    even if he is the youngest.

    He sometimes feels like a child when
    Isolde starts to fret over him since he
    took the position as Lel's butler.
    Zeros is quite naive to a lot of concepts
    which causes him to be annoyed when
    he doesn't understand something.
    He is quite the innocent character.

    Even when upset, Zeros will smile.


    Butler to Lel

    Ex- assassin to Nox.


    Cristina Nox

    (Mother- Deceased)

    Darkus Nox

    Henry Nox

    Isolde Nox






    He took to his subject at a very young age and so been studying art and different practical skills over the years he has lived. Zeros tends to enjoy Impasto, a technique used to thicken paint. With this he enjoys painting more realistic images than fake ones. Sometimes he will prefer to use oil paints for some pictures. What he paints is normally kept hidden.

    He knows Latin due to the clans origins but also knows Italian due to his mothers heritage from a foreign clan that was allied with the Nox. He rarely ever uses these, Latin only being used to write some thing when it involves his clan.

    For some strange reason, Zeros has a habit and an ability to hide from people. He tends to create chaos for his siblings or anyone who is searching for him due to his unacknowledged skills. When he is hidden for some reason he ends up in a place he doesn't know and so unable to escape to be found.

    These are the instruments he chose to learn as a child, although when he discovered his abilities he began to stop playing these. While he can still play them he has slightly deteriorated in this skill. His preference is the guitar since it is soothing in his opinion.

    He is taught to use many weapons. His preference is to small guns in quick situations although he tends to use thin wires that he is able to manipulate after all the years of practice. These wires also can work with electricity due to it being his birth right in terms of power. They work along with the gloves he wore.


    Like most vampires, Zeros has enhanced features. This is factors such as speed, strength, durability, senses and healing. He is more allied with speed so out of all three of the Nox children/heirs he is the fastest.

    Electricity manipulation/Generation.
    He is able to create electrical currents and charge objects with it. He uses this to sharpen the wires using the vibrations caused. He is able to pass the created electricity through different objects along with using it in long range to hit opponents. Larger amounts of electricity costs him energy as eventually he will become taxed by the usage. Going past a certain amount enables him to become susceptible to burning himself in the process. It could also be used to create shields as people in range would be struck by the force of the electricity voltage. Its possible for opponents to become paralyzed if hit.




    -Being hidden in the background..
    -Less affected by electricity due to abilities.
    -His speed.

    -Making tea.


    -Clumsy, very clumsy.
    -His eye sight occasionally fades with fatigue.
    -Certain poisons.
    -Wounds to lethal areas will kill.
    -Strong sounds and scents will disrupt him.
    -Gets lost EASILY.



    As the youngest of the trio of Nox Children, Zeros was constantly compared to Henry, twin to Isolde. Since he was the last child he was stuck listening to how he was inferior to his brother who was hailed as a genius when his shadow manipulation was discovered. During his younger years he rarely excelled in anything, be it discovering his ability or even learning to use basic weapons taught to the clan such as projectiles. However, it was his mother and Isolde who at these times made it bearable.

    Later on in his life, Zeros began to ignore the comparison between him and the supposed 'genius' and was hailed as an 'angel' since he would often spend his time helping out around the current home of the Nox clan while his siblings and parents were taking or being the boss for some of the foreign missions or lethal ones. However, unknown to his family he was in the process of training.

    When he came to the endurance training he passed lower than his siblings but the shocking part was how he claimed power over his abilities years before Isolde and Henry did. This is when Zeros was slowly rejoining the main circle of their family, his skills being noticed by the ever displeased father of theirs. It was also the years where he began to take on missions.

    With Zeros, everyone saw how he was different. He held regret, distaste and even reluctance to do what they did. Be it kill a target or even kill for the consumption of blood. With knowledge of this, members began to try and change this about him, even Henry at this point was helping by taking the youngest on missions, hoping he would finally take to the idea of killing. However it never stuck. During a mission with Cristina and Isolde he was forced to take a life after a serious talk with Isolde who told him they had no choice.

    Zeros spent the next few years unaccompanied by people on missions as he was trusted now by the higher clan members, mainly the elders and his father. He took to using wires charged by electricity to be sharper and small guns as weapons. He also began to participate in the normal society of the town by joining a school where he was quite popular with non-vampires.

    When Isolde took the job as a servant to a Petrova he was shocked but glad she escaped the clan unlike his brother and father who took it negatively, specially after the death of his mother. Zeros eventually went to visit Isolde due to her avoidance of their clan home he got lost immediately within the manor much to his annoyance, although at the time the youngest only pouted childishly.

    He met Lel at this time as he wandered into a room where the witch was say with a chess board. Being the naive child he was he had no clue who was asking him for a match so he eagerly joined in the game of chess, believing that if he lost it was a simple loss. Only when he failed miserably at the match was he told of the consequences. For loosing he was to become a butler to the witch. He did not decline this since he lost and he refused to go against a promise he made at the start.

    From this point Zeros began to serve Lel, spending his time with the witch or talking with Isolde. He tends to avoid Isolde and his master meeting since the elder sister gets irritated at the witch for what she says is 'harming her cute brother'. Zeros has yet to understand why his sister is over reacting but finds their 'staring competitions' quite uncomfortable.



    -The colours orange, white, green, blue and yellow.
    -The day time, specially afternoon.
    -Animals, specially felines.


    -Not being woken up.
    -Trying to beat Lel in chess.(Never going to happen.)
    -People enjoying themselves.
    -Lel and his familiar.
    -Henry and Isolde.
    -Playing the guitar.
    -Making different kinds of tea.


    -The staring competition between Isolde and Lel.
    -Enclosed spaces.
    -Loud people as they scare him.
    -Not knowing what is going on.
    -Being apart from people/being alone.
    -Children/girls being upset or crying.
    -Fighting or Killing.


    #9 Aka~Kitsune, Jun 20, 2014
    Last edited: Jun 20, 2014
  10. "The Black Rose Witch"
    G e n e r a l
    Skylar Nocte Petrova
    "Puppet"- A nickname given to her by Constance.
    "The Death Rose"- A nickname Skylar earned among the citizens of Nautchwald, and through out time. ((all the past black roses were called this.))
    Witch Pure Blood
    March 3rd

    A p p e a r a n c e
    Skylar is often seen wearing dark clothing that ranges from punk to gothic lolita. Mostly she is seen wearing a sweater or jacket with a tank top underneath with either a skirt with decorated stockings, shorts, or skinny jeans. For shoes she simply wears converse sneakers or hightops. Her ears are pierced three times on her right ear, and twice on the left. Her nails are painted black. Skylar's hair is a silky black that's thick. Her hair is wavy like her fathers, but she straightens her locks. She has intimidating red eyes that seem to always be looking straight through you and naturally soft red lips.

    P e r s o n a l i t y

    Skylar is a liar in everything she does. She will change her habits depending on the people she is around to keep her true intentions hidden. The words that come out of her mouth are rarely ever true. She will feign kindness, and then kill you not even twenty minutes later. If she does not feel like putting on a facade, there is nothing but a stoic and expressionless face provided for you. People are unsure as to why she does this. She does this so people are unaware as to what her true attentions are, her true feelings, and her self-loathing.

    Skylar is only ever looking out for herself, and demands that others do so. She hates the fact that she is only a few years older than Gwen and receives next to no attention at all save for times she's acting up. She is demanding, and self centered around others.

    Skylar has a horribly low self esteem due to many reasons. She is the reincarnation of the Black Rose Witch, who is known through out history has being a murderous and evil with. Since people are aware of this, she grew up out casted from society with no one to turn to much like her sister Moselle. She's been mistreated and abused, with no one to care for her. She hates who she is, wishing she was never born. She is frustrated and hates herself, but copes by displacing her anger and frustration out on others. Unfortunately this only worsens her opinion of herself. In some cases she will inflict harm onto herself in order to keep herself in check.

    Skylar is not a hateful person, in fact she can be quite concerned for those around her save for people she doesn't like or annoy her. Unfortunately once you fuck up....well Skylar doesn't give second chances and more often than not will just hate you the rest of your natural life. If you REALLY fuck up.....might as well just move out of town and pray she doesn't go looking for you.

    Much like her grandmother, once she is dedicated to something she wont let it go. Of course unlike her grandmother Skylar will stop at nothing and will go to extremes to get what she wants.

    Despite the fact that Skylar is openly aggressive towards others and slightly insane, she actually isn't entirely bad. She does have people she cares about, she just shows her concerns and affections in a unclear way which often leads to misunderstandings. She's just a little rough around the edges and for those who see past that are able to see a kind, caring, and concerned individual who remain loyal to you until the end.

    Skylar is an empty flirt. She may flirt with you to get what she wants, or simply out of sheer boredom. She is also pretty promiscuous, but only with people she knows. She has a few fuck buddies, a few one night stands, but nothing to whorish. Once she finds someone whom she actually wants to be with she becomes faithful, only having any intimacy with that one lover, unless of course that lover wouldn't mind bringing in a few extras to spice things up.

    Skylar is indeed psychotic due to her tarnished soul. Her soul was blackened over the many reincarnation cycles due to various reasons. Skylar is the embodiment of reincarnated hate, and because of this she grew from anti-social to psychotic tendencies. Most of these tendencies directed towards Moselle for some unknown reason. Sometimes she will enter psychotic fits, wake up from them, and not even remember what happened.

    All forms of rock music
    Stuffed Animals
    The Shadow Realm
    Night Life
    Gothic Styles

    Her Parents
    Peppy People

    R e l a t i o n s h i p s

    Morris Harridson Petrova
    Skylar is discontent with the fact that her father became swallowed with guilt for leaving Moselle. She thinks he became obsessed, and that obsession ruined her childhood. He ignored both herself and her mother, ultimately ruining their family bond. Then Gwen came into the picture and he was manipulated into spending time with Gwen rather than his own flesh and blood. She thinks Morris has the worst father, but his insolence can be forgiven. Once all the distractions are gone, Skylar is going to give her father one final chance.

    Clarice Petrova
    Skylar loved her mother at first, but when Morris stopped being their for them as a husband and father, the woman became cold hearted. Skylar became her mother's doll to manipulate, trying to turn her into something she wasn't. Skylar was also the reminder of her failing marriage, so she often verbally abused Skylar when she was drunk. This further cause Skylar to become distant with her parents, and lock herself away from the people around her. Skylar became emotionless, at first following along with her mother's wishes before finally hitting a breaking point. After turning fourteen, Skylar crashed and burned. She became aggressive, rebellious, and threatening towards authority figures and people alike.

    Moselle Petrova
    Skylar is jealous of Moselle in more ways than one. She believes her father loves her more, that everyone loves her more. Though that's not all, there is also a deep rooted hatred towards Moselle that Skylar cannot explain. She has constant dreams or nightmares of horrible things Moselle does to further out cast Skylar from society, but are they really dreams? Perhaps just visions of the past? In the past the Purple and Black Rose Witches never really got along. The purple rose witch is the witch of healing and life, while the black rose witch is the witch of darkness and death. They are each others opposites, and often never really got a long. Eventually the jealousy and hatred that continued to build over the years finally reached it's peak with in Skylar. This causes her to have an uncontrollable hatred towards Moselle, with out really having reason for it. Moselle is that itch she can't scratch, and it drives Skylar insane.

    Gwendoline Delphi
    Skylar just over all despises Gwen. She finds her annoying, and a spoiled little brat. She hates that Gwen some how got a hold of her father's heart when he should be more focused on his own kids. Skylar has been putting up with it for years, simply because her primary focus has been Moselle, but now that Moselle's clock is going to come at a halt Skylar's next target is Gwen. Of course, she just hasn't decided how to go about getting rid of the little pest just yet.

    Isolde Nox
    Skylar had always been fascinated by vampires, or any creature of the night. Skylar is the witch of darkness, thus it is only fitting that the people she surrounds herself with and become friendly towards are people who appreciate darkness. Skylar had always kept her eyes on the vampire students at school, but none really interested her until she met Isolde. A flower against the wall just waiting to be noticed. Maybe Skylar saw a little of herself in Isolde, maybe she saw someone she felt she could relate to. An out cast from society. Plus Skylar found Isolde to be visually attractive, and thus set her sights on her. Once she finally decided to make Isolde hers, she openly declared it in front of the other students. The sheer embarrassment Skylar felt when Isolde ran right afterwards, but after speaking with Alison her closest companion, she was convinced that Isolde was just as embarrassed. After the next few days she caught the sight of drones trying to attack her flower, and quickly dispatched them. After supposedly defending Isolde, the two became closer and Isolde agreed to become her servant. They're not just mistress and servant though, they're friends, and Skylar is happy to have her.

    Gideon is a sexy pheonix that suddenly appeared in Skylar's bedroom. The two started talking, and struck a deal. He helps her kill Moselle, and she helps him kill adamar. He's a real piece of work that constantly gets under Skylar's skin, but maybe there's something else there. At first it was just a strictly business, but one thing lead to the next, and she can't help wanting him for herself. Of course she would never admit that though.....yet.​


    S k i l l s

    Shadow Manipulation
    Black Magics

    Hand to Hand Combat
    Wielding a Scythe

    S t r e n g t h s

    The shadows are her friends. She can see or hear anything by connecting through shadow work. Can turn shadows into weapons. Can create shadow monsters. Can teleport through the use of shadows. various other little tricks she learned with her shadow manipulation. She can also engage in conversation with the shadows of others. She can visit the shadow realm, which have strange contrasting creatures that are difficult to kill. She used those creatures to train her skills and hone her powers.

    Curses have always been a strength of Skylar being born the Black Rose Witch. It takes her less time to prepare curses, and inacting them. Her curses are often not as slow as the curses other witches place.

    Skylar was trained by the strongest rose witch physical wise, the Pink Rose Witch. This means that Skylar's own body is a powerful weapon that she knows how to use effectively...both in a fight and in bed.

    Skylar is a very dedicated woman which can be useful in getting jobs done efficiently.


    W e a k n e s s e s

    Dreams that often stimulate her psychotic episodes. They also cause restless nights.

    Skylar doesn't have the best people skills.


    H i s t o r y
    Skylar was born five years after Moselle. She is the birth daughter of Morris and Clarice Petrova. She was born shortly after the two married, being one of the reasons the two married in the first place. The family was happy at first living in the manor and enjoying their life. At a young age it was discovered that Skylar was the reincarnation of the Black Rose Witch. While they were both ecstatic that their daughter would be a prodigy witch, the information brought Morris to a realization. He realized that his first born might also be a Rose Witch. This was the turning point of Skylar's childhood. Morris forgotten about the hardships the Black Rose Witches faced in their family history, and became more concerned about his first born. Skylar was ultimately ignored by her father as he became engrossed in his studies on saving Moselle. She wasn't the only one being ignored as well, her mother was also having hardships with her husband's new occupation. This caused Skylar's mother to focus her attention on Skylar. Skylar became a personal project to her mother, forcing Skylar to become something that she wasn't. She was forced to under go studies, and was dressed up. Skylar disliked the things her mother forced on her, but often received a tongue lashing if she even so much as tried to tell her mother so. It became worse when her mother drank, which often lead to verbal abuse. Skylar who was only eleven at the time just grinned and bared with it in order to please her mother. After a few years, she started having nightmares, and Skylar started a downward spiral into self-loathing, insanity, and hate. She became distant form everyone around her, before finally breaking. When she hit her fourteenth year, Skylar became a troublesome teenager. She became aggressive, violent, rebellious, and threatening towards others. Her failing love life only made her worse, and she eventually became numb to the idea of killing and torturing those whom betrayed her. Of course being a Petrova she was able to keep it all a secret from the public, her family the only exception. She became distant from her family, only ever confiding with in two people. Isolde and Alison.


    M i s c

    Sailor Jupiter
    (Susan Roman)

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  11. "A Broken Bird"



    G e n e r a l
    James Von Gilligan
    Anthromorphic Homonculi
    Chickadee/Song Bird
    October 12th

    A p p e a r a n c e s

    - - Animal Appearance - -
    Chickadees are often seen adorned with white feathers accented with browns, grey, yellows, and black. In his bird form, James feathers are only black, grey, and white. His bird form is horribly crippled thus he is no longer capable of entering that form with out being handicapped. He has no wings.

    - - Human Appearance - -
    In his human form James has Thick semi-wavy dark brown hair often dyed black that frames his face, lifeless black irises in wide chestnut shaped eyes, slender frame with little to no strong physical build, longish yet manicured nails, a childish face but strong jaw, feet are a size seven. James reaches at least 5'6 in height and his body is covered in scars.

    P e r s o n a l i t y

    R e l a t i o n s h i p s

    :slaphappy: Best Friends
    :cheerful: Close Friends
    :bored: Disinterested/Indifferent
    :boggled: Unsure
    :cry: One Sided
    :smile: Friends
    :mad: Enemies/Rivals
    :heart: Lover
    :heartbeat: Love Interest/Crush
    :brokenheart: Ex
    :no: Scared

    - - Rose Witches - -
    Moselle :slaphappy:
    Anastasia :no:
    Morris :no:
    Aedian :boggled:
    Skylar :no:
    Lel :bored:
    Jenavere :boggled:
    Gwendoline :bored:

    - - Servants&Guards&Workers - -
    Hell :no:
    Ryuu :blush:
    Isolde :boggled:
    Zeros :blush:
    Myntha :blush:
    Stella :boggled:
    Willow :blush:
    Adamar :no:
    Gideon :no:

    - - Familiars - -
    Alexius :heartbeat:
    Basileus :mad:
    Alison :blush:
    Aldwyn :blush:
    Sebastian :bored:
    Cyneric :mad:
    vencæ :boggled:

    S k i l l s

    listening skills
    time management skills
    organization skills

    - - Talents - -

    S t r e n g t h s

    - - Survival - -
    James has had a rough life with out being by Moselle's side. He was forced to be the familiar of an abusive witch/wizard, torn apart by abuse or accidents, reassembled with the parts and limbs of strangers, then thrown out into the streets to fend for himself. Yet some how he manages to survive it all and continue living.

    - - Guarded - -
    Due to his history, James is not easily trusting of others which often proves as an advantage.

    - - Strong Will - -
    James uses this to push himself to keep going.

    - - Legs - -
    The legs he gained were that of a trained martial artist, thus he has strong legs and good balance. If ever engaged in battle he fights with his legs more so than with his arms. They also make him very agile and swift. He also has the capability of fleeing quickly.

    - - Alertness - -
    Birds are naturally born with alert and keen senses. You take one step close, they take five steps away. They often fly off before you even get with in arms reach.

    - - Cooperation - -
    He doesn't cooperate because he believes it is better to work in a team, he does more so outof the fear of being horribly punished like in his past.

    - - Punctual - -
    It comes natural to him being a bird. Wake up early, get work done, relax, then go to bed. He is never behind on time, and is always on time to any event or job.

    - - Realistic - -
    Not one to fall into idealism, he views things realistically which means that his mind isn't clouded by dreams and false hopes. He has a bleak understanding of the world's harshness, thus uses it to his advantage.

    W e a k n e s s e s

    - - Loneliness - -

    - - Low Self Esteem - -

    - - Pessimistic - -

    - - Paranoia - -

    H i s t o r y


    M i s c


    "In this room of silence
    I'm hanging on a string
    Leave the past behind me
    I can fly with broken wings

    My heart is suffering
    Can't wait for my rescue
    I know that someone out there
    Is lonely, too …

    I don't wanna be all alone
    For love I'll always fight
    I don't want to be left alone
    I will find the shore, the place, the time
    All alone
    Help me find a way
    I don't want to be left alone… anymore"


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  12. [​IMG]

    A name given to her. Nimhue was given the name that supposedly belonged to the 'lady of the lake'.

    Since life formed in the oceans.

    ~Giant supernatural eel creatures that loom at the bottom lakes, rivers and oceans.
    They would attack and kill any creature that disturbed its habitat and those within its
    , such as fish. Seeing the fish as something like children, the Abaia
    is protective of its home and those close to it. The Abaia was known to cause waves that
    killed many when it would thrash under the water. In some stories the Abaia would control
    the weather to cause rain to flood its home to kill the mortals who were harming both

    itself along with its 'children' the fish.
    September 21st

    Controls weather/seasons/climate within Nautchwald.



    Nimhue despite her incredible age has the human appearance of a mere child. More often than not she is mistaken as a young teen, around the years of twelve to fourteen depending on the person. She has many strange traits to her physical form, the pink hair and heterochromia eyes. Her hair is a light shade of pink that reaches down to her mid thighs. It is uncut but strangely healthy due to the lack of use of the mortal form. Around her face they had been cut to form bangs and a slight fringe that is the longest in the center, two strands crossing. Her form is not curvaceous or well endowed due to the lack of maturity her humanoid form has been given. Though this will change with another thousand or so years. Milky white skin accompanies the thick lashes that frame both a sapphire blue orb along with a blood red one.


    ✦Appearance - Monster form ✦

    In what many call her monster form her size has yet to be measured but it is large enough to create devastating waves and easily take in a mass of ships with its jaws. The large eel form consists of a range of colours. Black, grey, white, blue, pink and red.The large serpent like body has elongated dorsal fins that strangely do not run the whole way down its form. These themselves have a spine like appearance that are lined with spikes. Lower down the back are like dorsal spines which have a blue glow to the tips while even closer to the end of this creature is another dorsal fin, another spine like appearance. There is many barbel like whiskers appearing from the grey flesh, clad in an ethereal pink glow. The tail of this form grows thinner towards the ends where there is a similar glow to the rest of her body but white this time. This form has an normal eel like jaw that can extend due to its loose attachments. The insides of the mouth harbor hundreds of spiked teeth. In this form the eyes are a blank white.

    One eye red, one eye blue.


    In terms of personality, Nimhue is quite the angry person, or child as many would call her instead much to her annoyance. Far to long has she harbored nothing but loathing for those of supernatural descendant or blood and it never helped that she avoided interaction with them so she never gave them a chance until now. She finds being in most peoples presence a discomfort, specially when they are covered in scents bound to the unlimited world of magic and such. Normally she may just avoid this by hiding behind those she is close to or sending glares in peoples directions although in times of intense emotions she tends to insult people violently. This does not mean there is no room for change. Lately she has noticed that not all those of supernatural presence are 'scum' and have found herself liking them more and more.

    Nimhue is quite violent in her methods. Be it a simple plan or action she much prefers the path of more chaos and destruction because it is a comfort for her. Having lived within the monstrous form she has for far longer than this humanoid one she tends to believe most things can be dealt with by violence and blood shed. If one were to ask her for a minor thing there is a huge change this favor or action will be changed to become dangerously intense or chaotic. Not that she does this consciously.

    However, Nimhue is still quite naive to the customs of current times. Even to simple things such as some words she finds herself stuck. Not that a giant eel monster needed to learn to read or anything, hence she finds herself struggling with the more common actions of most. This often leaves her vulnerable to trickery and manipulation. Though often she discovers if this occurs and throws a fit. Strangely, this is the easiest method to gaining her trust or acceptance since she grows fond of the people who are slowly introducing her to the world she missed while she was in a hibernation like state.

    In truth, while Nimhue is quite blunt, aggressive and potentially rude, she is also a shy, naive and ignorant creature to most things. In fact she finds not talking to some of the people easier since she fears saying something that is no longer part of the common phrases used. In addition, to those she has a secret fondness of, Nimhue tends to stick to this people be it glomping them or simply sticking to them till she is distracted by something else.

    She is eassssilllly distracted.

    ❅Morris Petrova❅
    Morris is the person she is closest to within the Petrova group due to their original meeting. There is also
    the fact that the white rose witch was the first person she spoke to after awakening along with the one who gave her a name, since she failed to need one when she retained the large, serpent like form. While she trusts the white rose witch she tends to easily get angry at him when recalling how they met as the white rose witch used his abilities to easily beat her when she attacked him. Most of the time when she is not hiding away, Nimhue tends to glomp the witch or use him to hide from others. Then there is the fact she has a school girl type crush on him.

    Out of the Petrova witches, other than Morris, Nimhue finds Moselle the most comfortable to be around. Be it since she seems to be different from the other witches or just because Moselle seems quite normal in her eyes, Nimhue finds little reason to display hateful actions or remarks towards the purple rose witch. When she does see or interact with the girl she does tend to become quiet though.

    The red rose witch is someone that while classified as a supernatural for she is a witch, Nimhue respects in some way. While she had met many different creatures of different blood and types, she as met few with a personality like that of the Red rose witch.

    For some odd reason, she finds trying to mess with the snake familiar the most amusing thing ever. This is ignoring her love for sea life. Nimhue can act normally around Alex despite her seeing him as another supernatural. Of course she can be nice to him though. Sometimes.

    *Subject to change/updates*



    ✫Historical Knowledge✫
    Being a lot older than many believe, Nimhue has been in existance during many past events within history. Both in the supernatural historical past along with in the mortal world. Of course she tends forget the occasional detail but other than that her memory is almost perfect on matters like that. Although most of the time she requires bribes otherwise she refuses to recall anything for others. Nimhue does occasionally mutter about past figures when angry though.

    ➳Supernatural Knowledge➳
    Being once a vivid hater of the supernatural she has gained intense knowledge on certain creatures, specially those that have made it onto a small list of those she hates the most. Be it weaknesses or past events related to that she remembers there vividly due to her emotions related to it. Although with her weakening hatred towards them she fails to keep up to date with information. Secretly she does have collected items and books related to certain species/magics.

    Strangely enough despite her small appearance, Nimhue has been seen eating vast amounts of food without end. This is completely true as due to the size of her original form, Nimhue tends to eat more than a normal person due to her comfort in large amounts of food. Though she has not been seen to gain weight in the humanoid form. It is unknown if it even effects her EEL form.

    ☂Weather Control/Manipulation☂
    Nimhue as most(if there are more) of her kind can, is able to control and manipulate the weather and climate of large scale areas. Of course the larger the area the more energy she wastes and the faster exhaustion occurs. She can easily cause the weather to change drastically or even just change the temperature. This ability can also lead her to use the sub divisions/causes of weather. This means she is able to use/control elements and other abilities e.g temperature, electricity, water and air. Basically, she can control the atmosphere and the causes of weather. This can be consciously controlled or sometimes effected by her emotions. Using the sub parts to weather control takes more out of her strangely enough.



    Inhumane stomach.
    Weather control
    Sub abilities of weather manipulation - Elements etc(separate)
    Lying skills
    Eel form.

    Emotionally influenced
    Cautious around Supernatural
    Easily distracted
    Discomfort in current times/fear.
    Easily lost.
    Protectiveness of sea life/fish.

    Eyes - Red/Blue


    When life formed in the oceans many many years ago, the creation of this Abaia followed suit. Though it was a long time before she had a name and so during these years she was just the Abaia that lurked at the bottom of the sea depths. She watches how the range of sea life continued to exist, evolve and grow over the years as she occasional reached out from the caves she resided within.

    Not many things occurred within these years for humans development was in progress as well. Though she did occasionally leave the waters to observe them. Though she found them quite boring. So her visits to the shore slowly dwindled. At this point she had no clue that humans were hunting and killing those that inhabited the waters, those that were her family.

    When she did discover the truth, it was many years into the future when she had once again re awoken from the long years of her sleep. Her large form a visible shadow on the surface in one of the rare moments she chose not to remain in the dark depths. She was unprepared when hunters in fear of the size drove spears within her flesh. Many were unable to pierce the giant eel but some did and it hurt.

    At this point she was not as 'human' as one would call her today. Her instincts kicked in and she escapes the water to bare the rows of sharp tipped teeth at the mortal ships. At the time she thrashed, kicking up waves before she finally consumed the large ship with ease between her jaws. It was at this point she began to notice how these land being were scum. They did not remain to their own land, terrorizing her own with their needs.

    So, the Abaia at the time made it a personal mission to destroy the ships that passed through the area of water she claimed as her own in any mean. Be it simply swallowing them whole or using the waves to crush and destroy the puny wooden structures. Only to return to the comfort of her home when it was done, eyes once again watching the daily lives of the surrounding life.

    Then there is her distaste for the supernatural. Being a lonesome creature, the Abaia found a dislike for many things and fondness for others, the realm of supernatural creatures and magic was known to her but not experienced. So eventually she did decide to test it out when she took her mortal form once more. Heading into the depths of surrounding forests and other
    environments she attempted to find something not belonging to mortal knowledge.

    Eventually she did come across some creatures, shifters to be exact but she only distinguished them by the scent. Being her shy self she hid behind foliage, observing as the trio of shifters as within their animal forms they violently attack a mortal. Now she hated mortals but there was a sense of morals present. She believed the stronger creatures should cherish and protect those who are weaker.

    To say this in the shortest way, she got caught. Not knowing that they had enhanced senses similar to her own she was struck down, shock pausing her usual instincts. The Abaia at this time was inflicted with many wounds before she was able to flee back to the ocean where the hatred began to brew.

    Slowly, years passed and from what she observed and her initial meeting with anything supernatural caused her to loath everything that was not a land animal or creature of the waters like her. They were all useless to the overall image of the world she had come to know. In fact, she condemned them in her mind to hell. She blamed them for everything, for actions of greed and lust and their pride was the worst action of all.

    Around ten years passed from this point and the world was far from what it was today. During these ten years the Abaia collected instruments that were related to the supernatural and magic realms. Books, items and even relics were collected and stored within a space in the very cave she slumbered, her manipulation of the water allowing her to keep it safe from harm.

    Then she fell asleep once more.

    Emotionally taxed, the Abaia had feel deep into a slumber that few had tried to awaken her to. Not for

    environmental harm or even hunting did she awake. Even now she fails to understand while at this particular time she was unable to awaken after the usual period of one hundred years. Though when she did awaken it was a few months before there was commotion within the place known as Atlantis.

    She met Morris at this time after he persuaded Atlantis not to flood. Despite his achievements she, in her eel form, attacked him with nothing but rage at the scent that so clearly marked him as something not condemned to mortal standards. Though much to her annoyance he easily avoided her attacks by using his magic. Eventually she took her mortal form, screaming profanities at the white rose witch. Her hatred and anger at the white haired man ceased when he called her cute, causing a couple grumbling phrasess along with deep blushing.

    When Morris discovered her abilities were linked to the weather she agreed to help by controlling/manipulating the weather for Nauchtwald. It was mainly her infatuation with the man(elder in appearance) that made her agree to such a role since otherwise she would never even consider surrounding herself with the supernatural. She took residence within the manor, finding herself quite comfortable in a room far from the others near the top of the building where she occasionally stares out the window at the sky when she manipulated the places weather.



    Voice - Taiga Aisaka

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    A p p e a r a n c e
    Height: 6 ft. 5 Inches.

    Weight: 145 lbs.

    Adamar fully assumes his height at all times, never slouching or breaking his intimidating posture. His hair is pure black and silky in it's texture, it flows gracefully down his back. He often carefully presses his hair back to expose his forehead and prevent his long bangs from obscuring his sight. Adamar's eyes are opaque and somewhat crystalline when shown under light, often reminding those around him of his unnatural origins. Along his right eye is a fissure-like scar that traces it's way from above his eyebrow, down to the crest of his cheekbone. Adamar adorns himself all in black, a contrast to his very pale flesh. A thick, victorian-style overcoat buttoned all the way up the middle of his chest covers most of his form. Underneath, a thin veil-like, collared shirt with a black tie to join the ensemble. He wears black slacks, with black leather combat boots. On his right hip rests his sword, Despair, unsheathed at all times. Gracing his right shoulder is a crimson-steel colored epaulette guard, with a matching fore-arm guard on his right arm. These two piece of armament being the only color to touch his wardrobe. [​IMG]
    S k i l l s

    Adamar has picked up playing the flute to pass time when traveling between dimensions.

    Adamar is able to create a minor spacial anomaly around himself. Defying and re-writing the rules of physics for a short duration. He can travel at the speed of sound during this time and strike with the momentum that would accompany such a speed, though not without a heavy cost. He can only maintain this distortion of reality for five seconds at a time, before his physical form comes under extreme duress. Thus, he is constantly counting the paces and distances between himself and various points of interest, in his mind. Always mindful of how many seconds it would take to reach each destination. Were he to abuse this ability continuously or for an extended duration of time, he would begin to turn to dust and cease to be. Adamar is also capable of opening small rifts in reality and transporting himself to various places. It is a very tedious and slow process, thus not feasible for combat.

    S t r e n g t h s

    Augmented senses
    Adamar's vision and sense of hearing are incredibly acute. He can pick up the vibrations given off from voices or people moving about, from relatively far away. His sense of sight is more of a heightened observation, studying his environment and individuals there within with precise attention to detail. These traits force Adamar into being highly meticulous and methodical.

    Vision of a Reaper
    Adamar can pierce through an individual's mortal form with his eyes, as though they were transparent. A similar effect to an x-ray, though this allows him to see their soul, if one exists. An invaluable tool for a reaper.

    Master Tactician
    Due to his extreme attention to detail, meticulous nature and ability to observe and access situations without the hindrance of emotions or personal feelings, Adamar is very well-adept at strategizing in combat, even on the fly. Despite his quiet, imposing demeanor he is a powerful war asset for anyone he aligns himself with.

    Adamar can never die, since he does not technically live. He may only exist and cease to exist, it is only possible to permanently be rid of him, by completely annihilating every atom in his physical form.

    W e a k n e s s e s
    Adamar's primary weakness is his dogmatic devotion to Moselle and his own psychosis. Being mentally deranged to the point of Nihilism, with no moral compass other than Moselle, it is theoretically possible to use both Moselle and his own mind against him.

    R e l a t i o n s h i p s

    Romantic Interest/Future Lover:
    Moselle Elizabeth Johnson

    P e r s o n a l i t y
    Anti-social, Pessimistic, Blunt, Not opposed to murder, torture or excessive violence. He has nihilistic and psychopathic tendencies. He lacks any attachment to the world around him, as he was never born, he can never -feel- for the living. Incredibly possessive and protective over Moselle. Though he is very keen on his sense of freedom, he oddly always obeys Moselle, having never once went against her wishes.

    H i s t o r y
    During the time of the fall of Lucifer, the creator's faith in angels wavered, thus in the wake of Lucifer's excommunication from heaven, the creator crafted the first breed of reapers. Three in total were tasked with the duty of collecting and ferrying the souls to their eternal resting place. Adamar, the first and eldest, Lucien, the second and most devoted to his work and Alyra the only female of the trio and the most mischeivous.

    After centuries of dutiful service to the creator, Adamar had what some might call an epihphany. Due to his dealing only in death. He came to the conclusion that all life was inherently without purpose or meaning. If the creator, crafted life, simply for it to end, then why should Adamar and his brethren patiently wait for the appropriate time? He often mused and pondered this. After more than a century contemplating what, if any decision he made, could ever hold any value in the meaningless void of existence. Adamar reached only one, absolute verdict: Genocide.

    The first villages he massacred, weighed heavily upon his shoulders, not because of guilt but of uncertainty. Slaughtering men, women and children indiscriminately, he baptized himself in their blood, then reaped their unprepared souls and ferried them to the afterlife. He actually escaped the notice of the creator's watchful eye for quite awhile, starting with only small villages, it wasn't until he fell upon an entire city, like a plague and exterminated every living person there within, that his actions came under intense scrutiny.

    Lucien and Alyra came to him first, not wishing to invoke the ire of the creator, but it was to no avail, their pleas went veritably unheard as Adamar only saw one purpose for his blade. Adamar was very much Lucien's inspiration and his role model, up until this point. This unshakable change in Adamar's psyche, caused a schism between the brothers. As for Alyra, though she enjoyed her own brand of mischeif, she could not abide by Adamar's decision to cause the extinction of life itself. In the end it was Lucien and Alyra that traveled to the City of Light and had Adamar condemned.
    Adamar had just finished slaughtering another small village in his crusade through earth, enjoying taking his time to appreciate his work, when he was detained. The creator was obviously not willing to chance anything with Adamar and sent both Michael and Gabriel to retrieve him. Upon seeing the clouds part and the angels descend for him, he simply sheathed his sword and held up his hands in surrender.

    At his meeting before the creator and the highest seraphim, when posed with the virtual plethora of queries and questions, one stood out amongst the others. 'Why?' This was something that confused Adamar, it puzzled him into a state of bewilderment as he stumbled with his reply, before lifting his gaze up to the court of angels and stating 'Why not?"'. The creator could not have Lucifer, his most beloved and favorite angel slain, thus he could not sentence his first reaper to an equally final fate.

    Adamar was imprisoned in Purgatory for what should've been eternity, and separated from his sword, to prevent any escapes and further impose upon him the most awful type of lonelyness. His punishment was to suffer alone, in silence and without any life to speak of. To demonstrate what existence would be like if Adamar -did- succeed. Though, this punishment was cut short, as his chains were broken and his prison was shattered by unknown and enigmatic figure who returned Despair to Adamar. Before Adamar could reply the individual faded into nothingness. Thus, Adamar sliced a rift into Purgatory and left to continue his travels.


    Weapon(s): Despair, Adamar's sword. Being such, it is capable of reaping the souls of the departed. Also, as a proto-type reaper's blade, it causes extreme pain and duress to those it touches whom possess a soul. To those lacking a soul, it is classified as a holy weapon, thus rendering it lethal/harmful to vampires, the undead(zombies), demons, etc. To anyone that does not fall between those parameters it would be little more than a sword, albeit an indestructible one. This sword also houses Adamar's soul, unbeknownst to him.​
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    Name: Ezra Ares Petrova

    Nickname/ Ailiances
    "Sparky"- one of Skylar's lovely remarks (Same as her nickname for Gwen as "plastic")

    "God of War"- coming from himself and his underground fight clud, he goes by the Aliance "God of War to keep his identity hidden from officials

    "Ezzy"- Gwen seems to be fond of this name for him. He does not give a rat's ass about it.

    "Petrova's Dragon"- The towns people have given him this don't want to know why...

    Age: 21

    Gender: Male

    Race: Witch

    Class: Teir 2 Rose Witch

    P.O.B: Haiven Forests (exact location unknown)

    D.O.B: May 13

    Rose: Orange Rose Witch Warlock

    Sexuality: Bisexual, but leans more towards women then men.

    Spirit Animal/Familiar: Ven




    Height: 6'2"

    Weight: 198 lbs

    Skin Color: A peachy tan, has an odd rosiness to it like he is always hot.

    Eye color: They will change colors depending on what element he uses. They will be turquois when using water, green when using earth, pale blue when using air, and red when using fire. His usual color is a golden brown

    Facial Features: His face, like many of the Petrova, is known to be very handsome and graceful. With his, there is a slight angularity and strength that most do not have. His eyes tilt upwards, like a reptile's or a cat's. His nose has a slight crook in it from being broken in a fight. His face is slightly slim, with an expressive jawline. His lips are a little on the fuller side and seem to always keep a rosey tone to them, except when they are pressed into a thin line. He always has a hint of a smirk on his lips and a rather sadistic, cunning glare in his eyes.

    Hair Color: Raven Black, almost a hint of blue to it.

    Hair Style: His hair has no defined style, rather he wears it as it falls. He has been know to slick it back out of his face, but a majority of the time it is rather unruly looking as if he just roled out of bed. It has a natural spike to it, with odd waves here and there, but he really does not care about it. It falls just below his chin and hands in an oddly thick, yet charming way. Morris and Anastasia tell him that he needs a haircut, which is why he keeps it the way it is.

    Body Type: No where near as lean as Lel or Morris, but he is lean. He has actually been called lanky by some, but he is rather muscular. His body is etremey defined to the "T" mainly because he sees fitness as a must. (You could fry eggs on his abs o - o").

    Distinguishable Features
    A rather large dragon tattoo, starting at his leg and snaking up his side and back up his arm and down to his palm. He rather enjoys the tattoo, but Morris seems to find it as an eye sore (Mainly the reason why he got it). He has many other tattoos and piercings (Gages, tongue, septum, etc.). All of his tattoos fit the theme of elements (Coy and waves for water, different things for earth, flying creatures for air, and dragons for fire.).

    He may not be as tall as some, but he has a rather opposing form and always seems to give off the aura "red".

    His eyes always seem to have a slight glow to them, even when they are in their normal mode. He does not really care much about it, mainly because he finds it kind of cool.

    He always has a rather mischevious, boarderline sadistic, expression on his face. He says it is just the way his face is made, but it is most likely done as a way to scare people and make them uncomfortable. When it is not in this form, it will be completely blank and borderlining boredom kind of look. (usually half-lidded with a slight scowl)

    Personal Style: Rather Lax in his style, Ares prefers a pair of sweats and a bro tank over anything else, but he does dress nice, mainly because the others force him to. Petrova has a reputation to uphold, so he should dress appropriately (Yet they dress Gwen up like a walking dollie, and Skylar looks like a goth had a fight with Satan himself.) Because he cannot wear his sweats outside the house, he settles with a rather nice choice of outfits: sweaters, button-ups, cardigans, cuffed pants, tailored pants, etc. He likes all colors and will even wear pink on occassion. He likes rips in most of his jeans and lately has lapsed into a slightly (punkish) style




    When you first meet Ares, you think he just has a big ego. You quickly learn that there is much more to it. All his life, Ares has been placed on the back burner, meaning that he tries twice as hard to impress his elders. Because of this, he can be rather boastful and arrogant. He is angry at many of the Petrova and lashes out by being a complete rebel, doing as he pleases without the slightest hint of obidience, but that does not mean he does not regret. He can be rather brooding at times, wishing that he could just be good and not do shit to cause trouble for the family, but he physically cannot comform.

    The best way to describe his is like fire. One moment he can be warm and offer comfort in the darkest times, but the moment you give him room, he goes out of control and can easily destroy everything around him (Not saying he is the most powerful, but the guy can cause some damage.)

    He is rather unpredictable. At the slightest issue, he can blow and cause a stir up in the family. He has an extremely short temper, which he is attending anger management for by order of the Mayor. Recently, the classes have helped him slightly, and he has managed to calm down some, but he is still rather tempermental.

    Despite all of this, he is actually very cunning and eloquent. He is a good speaker and can easily voice his opinion with the eloquence of a scholar. He has manners and when he actually uses them (rarely) he can be rather charming and gentle. When he believes in something, he will stand for it with all of his heart.

    Because he has calmed down over the years, he can come off as not giving a fuck about everything which make him seem lazy, anti-social, and a total douche. Many would rather him be like that than how he was before...At least now he keeps many of his thoughts to himself.

    Strengths: Dancing, Djing, Fighting, Public Speaking, "Barbequing", all forms of exercise

    Weaknessess: It is very hard for him to control his temper, he can be tunnel visions when angry, He is easily fired up, very passionate to the point where it can get him into trouble, rebelious, trouble-maker, pretty girls, adorable animals

    Abilities: Power over elements/ elemental magic
    (Oddly, he seems to have taken a fondness to Fire so many do not even know that he can use all elemental magic)

    Hand to hand combat and weapons combat (mixed martial arts, kickboxings, shooting, etc.)
    a bit of swordplay, but he would much rather use his fists and feet




    Likes: Dubstep, animals, fire, violence, fighting, opera, all music, walks, sour things, spicy food, dancing, djing, exercise, roasting. Warm weather

    Dislikes: Cold weather, people in general, clingy girls, bitchy girls, police, authority, chocolate, Romantic Comedies, being bossed around

    Random Talents
    He is a suprisingly good singer and learned how to play a couple of instruments (Oboe, Cello, Piano, Guitar)

    He is fluent in Mandarin

    A good memory

    Good at telling corny jokes


    Fears: Being ignored, Being alone, The dark, Spiders, Snakes

    Favorite Color: Lilac (though he will never tell anyone this)

    Favorite Food: Lamb Vindaloo (Indian Dish; very spicy)

    Zodiac: Taurus




    Important Relationships

    Morris Petrova ( @Vio )- He hates the man with almost every fiber of his being. From the tip of his head down to the soles of his shoes, he hates him. Every since he joined Petrova, he hates Morris. It is a deep rooted hatred that has rotted and festered into what it is now. If he had the chance, he would easily kill him without batting an eye, but something is physically keeping him from killing Morris. It does not mean that he has not thrown a punch or two in the man's direction.

    Anastasia Petrova ( @KitsyKitty )- He hates her almost as much as he hates Morris and for all the same reasons, but he gives her the respect she has earned. He does not question her when she makes a decision, but it does not mean that he follows her orders. Most of the time he will blatantly ignore both her and Morris and do as he pleases.

    Skylar Petrova ( @Vio )- He finds her spoiled, stupid, and over all a total bitch. He completely ignores her most of the time, or he does things to purposely piss her off. He thinks she is just a whiney brat with daddy issues who needs to take a fucking chill pill or get her panties out of her ass. He does not really care what she says or what she does, because he overall has no respect for her or even sees her as someone worth his time on. He also does not take too kindly to the fact that she is constantly bashing on the other witches and acting like everyone hates her. The world is not against her, she just needs to get over herself.

    Moselle Petrova ( @Vio )- He does not know her well enough to really have an opinion on her. He sees her how she is, just some girl who has healing magic. He does think she is rather nice and likes the fact that she hates Morris as well. He likes the torment she seems to put the man through and finds it hilarious when he hears that she tried to kill Anastasia. Overall, she is more tolerable than some of the other witches.

    Gwendoline Delphi- He cannot lie and says that he hates the girl, mainly because it is impossible for him to hate someone so adorable, but he does find her spoiled and rather clingy. The fact that she dresses like a doll creeps him out and he believe that she should be acting her damn age, not her shoe size. He respects what she says, because he know that it is almost always the truth. He connects with her, mainly through the fact that neither are true Petrova. He puts her in the same catagory as Moselle, the more tolerable of the Witches.

    Lel Petrova (@Sinopa )- he hates the man, but seems to have to deal with him on a day to day basis. He sees him for who he is, a greedy scumbag behind a handsome smile, but can't help but admire that fact that he is good at what he does. He does not nesscessarily like the man, but they both have come to a mutual understanding of eachother. He is not as tolerable as Moselle and Gwen, but he is "okay"

    Yukari Petrova (@Gladis )- "Fucking pervert..." *He blushes a little and looks away, accidentally setting a chair on fire.*

    Nagisa Furosawa (@Gladis )- "Lazy,dirty, ignorant, spoiled, messy, junky, impudent, ridiculous, son of a piece of shit. I swear to God I would kill this kid if he wasn't so...well there is nothing keeping me from killing that lazy bastard, not even that Pervert Yukari...hell come back tomorrow and see if he is not splattered against the front lawn...Nah I wouldn't kill the little prick...rather just smash all his damn game systems so he will do his JOB...damn lazy son of a bitch..." (Deep down he has a soft spot for the kid...he has grown on him lol)

    Aedian Petrova- He creeps Ezra out. He summons weird things, does weird things, looks weird, so overall Ezra just avoids the man. He is not mean to him, but he does have a habit of voicing his opinions outloud. Because of his last "opinion" Ezra is not allowed to watch Aedian summon things anymore.

    Ven- His loyal companion. Ven is Ezra's familiar so they share a common bond. They are both elementals, they both are great fighters, and they both like some of the same things. Ezra will never tell Ven this, but he is his 1 TRUE FRIEND in the entire manor, being someone he can confide in and be comforted by in his hardest times. Because Ezra is naturally an angry person, his anger can often be projected on Ven, who handles it with grace and kindness. It really takes a strong person to put up with Ezra's shit, and luckily he has a familiar cool enough to do it. Ezra has a habit of leaving for days, alone. He often leaves Ven behind and focuses on himself. He usually regrets it in the end and knows that he is a sucky master, but it is just in his personality.

    Everyone Else- He either ignores you, does not give a rats ass, or hates your guts. Most of the time he will be disinterested, but if he insults you or picks with you, then he likes you. If he ignores you, you are in the clear. If he looks like he wants to rip your head off, then he probably does not like you.

    Family Members: Petrova and Ares... Exact Liniage is to be discovered during the course of the RP








    K Project: Misaki Yata, Jap dubbed

    Theme Song

    Maximum The Hormone: What's up People? (Just imagine his power exploding when the beat drops)

    MCR: I'M NOT OKAY (picture this as his ultimate breakdown)

    Example of Powers and overall Badass attitube/ fighting style reference

    K Project: Mikoto Suoh (each element has its own this case he would be uing red - w -)




    #14 DoomyCakez, Jul 8, 2014
    Last edited: Jan 5, 2015
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  15. "The future, past, and present are all intertwined in different paths. These paths are all the possible outcomes that can happen in a certain period of time. Each path has its own branches that will lead you deeper and deeper until you reach a certain outcome in either the future or present. These paths and the outcome of the paths all depend on choice of the person stuck on the paths. It is the Grey Rose Witch's job to watch the different paths and determine all the possible outcomes of the future as well as past outcomes in order to make corrections of what has happened. It is the person's own choice on the path they choose. All the Grey Rose Witch can do is watch the progress and tell them the choices they have."

    "Every person has their own special aura, a color that surrounds them and helps to form their personality. The auras are a variety of colors, each having its own meaning, strengths, and weaknesses. The Grey Rose Witch can see and comprehend these auras. An ability such as this can be desasterous in the wrong hands...




    Name: Gwendoline Maria Delphi Petrova

    Perferred Nickname: Gwen or Gwenie; Dollie by Sebastian

    Age: 14

    Gender: Female

    Orientation: Straight

    Relationship status: Single (subjected to change)

    Species: Witch

    Classification/Occupation: The Grey Rose Witch

    Spoken Languages: Ancient Greek and Latin; Mandarin, English

    Written languages: Ancient Greek, Mandarin, English



    Height: 4'10"

    Weight: 88 lbs

    Hair Color: A pale silver

    Hair Style: Her hair is very long and big, falling in large ringlets down her backs and shoulders. She uses it more as a sheild than anything else so it is usually worn down with her large bangs in her face. (Basically fabulous hair. Jeally worthy)

    Skin Color:
    a fair peachy tone with a blush always hinting on her face

    Facial Features
    a generally small, heartshaped face
    large, doe-like eyes
    a small sprite nose
    full, pouty lips
    She has a large mass of freckles covering her face
    a beauty mark just below her bottom lip
    Her lips usually keep a rosey tone, matching that of her face.
    She has 1 dimple, which she is embarrassed about and will usually try to hide when she smiles.

    Distinguishable Features: The beauty mark under her lip, a small scar on her forehead

    Eye color: Usually a foggy silver, but depending on what kind of visions she gets, they will turn colors ranging from red(bad) to black (death) or blue (good).

    Example of eyecolor

    Body Build: Very small and fragile; looks like she will break if you are not careful. Very graceful and child-like. Looks nothing like a 14 year old girl. Looks more like a little girl.

    Personal Style: Gwen is rather...spoiled, and her clothing shows it. She never picks out her own outfits, rather having either Sebastian or Anastasia buy them and set them up for her. She is slightly incompetent when it comes to picking out her own clothes because of this. With 2 flamboiant personalities picking out her outfits, you can guess that they are very...interesting. A good way to describe her fashion would possibly be "Anime Kawaii meets Frilly Victorian meets Modern Twist meets Rainbows and Sparkles Meets Porcelin Doll." Her outfits usually have a lot of ruffles, some color, and some form of pattern. She never wears jeans and rarely wears anything other than dresses and skirts. She will wear leggings or shorts, when given to her, but the majority of her outfits are...adorable....just adorable. Lots of sparkly things, which is the complete opposite of her personality. She never protests to any of the outfits chosen, but it seems that she hides behind them.



    Personality: Gwen is overall a shy girl. She tends to hide behind her long hair and outlandish clothing, using them as a sheild from the rest of the world. While growing up with her mother, she learned that the world was cruel to those that were different and she bared the brunt of it with steely determination. Because of her mistreatment, she is very cautious when approached by new people. She does not enjoy touching, mainly because she can accidently tap into their memories or their future. She rarely ever speaks any cross words, preferring to keep everyone positive and happy. She can be reserved at time, looking mainly to Sebastian or Ryuu for company. Because she is the youngest Rose Witch in the manor, she is rather...spoiled (as stated before) and sheltered, not really understanding the rules of personal space, innappropriate touches, or understanding that rules are quite different outside the manor. She can be rather odd at times, speaking about random things of no importance that she may see in a vision or just know about from random readings. Her spoiled side comes out easily when she interacts with Sebastian, Ryuu, or even the other Rose Witches, often times getting her way when she asks. None of this affects the fact that she is basically adorable and possibly the most genuinely nice person you will meet out of the Rose Witches.

    Books about Mythology
    alone time
    good fortune
    all creatures

    Loud noises
    obnoxious people
    spicy things
    mean people
    bad fortune
    not getting her way (which rarely ever happens)



    • She knows every possibility that can happen within a certain amount of time; she can share these visions with other people by touch.
    • She is an extremely powerful seerer, so powerful that she has no control over the visions, and has extremely detailed and lengthy ones at that.
    • Some visions can be so strong that she can speak in people's voices and give a detailed record, and even draw the vision as it happens.
    • Her presence can have an affect on people's moods and she can see a person's "aura" which ranges in many colors, her favorite color being blue (the aura of kindness and intelligence)
    • This is a very tricky ability and does not do much to stop the individual from hurting her.

    • She can't really defend herself and has no control over when the visions come to her or the severity of the visions.
    • Being that she has no control, her mind is constantly bumbarded with visions of the future and possibilities of the future.
    • This has left her slightly fragile with a weak mental state.
    • Some of the visions can range for a slight image to a full on possession of her body.
    • She has been know to leak black blood from her eyes, nose, mouth, fingertips, etc. from extremely severe fits of preminition.
    • She has also gone into shock from one so fierce that it caused her heart to stop.
    • Because of how powerful her visions can be and the severity they can range, she has to be watched constantly to make sure she does not lose her sanity and try to kill herself, which many seerers do.
    Abilities: The gift of sight, fortune, aura sight, sight of all plains of existence; she may even have abilities she does not yet know about?...

    • She has made people go into shock when sharing her visions, it does not do much, but it does allow for a swift get-away
    Favorite Color: Mauve

    Favorite Food: anything sweet

    Spirit Animal/Familiar: Ferret (Sebastian)



    Morris Petrova- Gwen looks up to Morris as both a father figure and as a friend. Since the day she joined Petrova, he clinged to him, forgetting that he had 2 daughters of his own. Since neither of his children were willing to accept his affections, Gwen became the reciever. Broken, helpless Gwen with so many talents and likes. She became his "second Moselle". Even on occassion he had slipped up and called her "Moselle" or "Skylar". She harbors not hard feelings. She understands that she stands below Morris's children. She is not his flesh and blood, so she has no problem stepping back and allowing he and his children to connect.

    Anastasia Petrova- Gwen gives her the upmost respect, but like Morris, looks up to her and admires her greatly. She understands that pure blood comes first so again she is below Morris, Moselle, and Skylar. She accepts being slightly second rate, but enjoys the attention and affect and kindness that Ana has shown her.

    Skylar Petrova- with many attempts and fails, Gwen has tried to become closer to Skylar, but untimately has failed each time. Skylar hates her with every fiber of her being. Gwen disliked her at first as well, but after reading her dreams, Gwen discovered how hurt and callused Skylar was on her account as well as Moselle. She knows the paths that Skylar can take and has tried to steer her on the proper path of redemption and forgiveness, but Skylar's anger runs too deep. Gwen pities the girl and wants to offer her love and affection as a cousin and possibly a sisterly figure just like Moselle is Skylar's real sister, but she knows what is in Skylar's mind and knows best to be careful.

    Moselle Petrova- Gwen has watched Moselle for a long time. Her adventures, her possible paths all leading up to her coming to the manner. She loves Moselle with all of her heart, much more than anyone actually realizes. She is completely on her side and wishes to mend her relationships and make her life better, knowing all the torment she has been through. It may be too late for Skylar, but is is not too late for Moselle. She offers her admiration and affection every time she sees her, and feels a closeness and connection to her, as if they are kindred spirits.

    Ezra Petrova- She wishes he was not as mean as he was, but she knows deep down he is hurting as much as Skylar, Moselle, and Morris are. She offers him comfort and attention, listens to any of his rants, and actually enjoys his company, finding him to be an actual gentleman when he really tries. She know the anger in his heart and can see his paths are filled with many challenges. She wishes to guide him, not wanting to fail him as she is failing Skylar.

    Lel Petrova- She gives Lel all of the respect he deserves, but she can see the greed in his heart and it saddens her. She does not hate him, in fact she enjoys that he comes to all of her parties and even sits with her and talks when no one else does. She actually likes the man, but wishes he did not do awful stuff to good people.

    Yukari Petrova- Gwen likes Yukari, admiring both his strength and the ultimate kindness he is always showing her. He has even helped her with her fashion, giving her bigger and grander ideas that she cannot wait to try out! She enjoys his company, finding him both wise and fun. He can be a little touchy sometimes, but everyone has their hangups. <3

    Aedian Petrova- she is slightly weirded out by the man, being that his powers are strange. She doesn enjoy talking to him, finding him funny and such, but she fears for his future. There is a troubling bump in the near future that she hopes he will pass over, but overall he has been making her rather nervous.

    Bio: Gwen's mother was a Delphi, a family composed of seerers (The strongest seerers ever), sadly the gene skipped Patricia meaning that she was unable to understand the severity of the power. She met and fell in love with a Petrova and ended up getting knocked up and married to the same Petrova. She divorced the Petrova about 3 years later after being told that her daughter was going to grow up to be a powerful seerer. She left the Petrova family and sought to raise her daughter, Gwen, as a 'normal' child. Unfortunately Gwen was not normal. When Gwen turned 4, she tapped into her powers and started to see visions, auras, and even started to be able to manipulate people's moods for her own benefit. Because of this, she was regarded as a freak and shunned. At 6 her mother passed away and since a almost all the Delphi's are either mentally insane, dead from suicide, or too old to function; she was placed in the care of the Petrova family. Since joining the Petrova, she power has strengthened and has seemed to grow slightly unstable. She has prevented a lot of danger in the town and is useful to the police and the mayor. The Petrova are helping her contol her abilities as they grow stronger, but she has truely earned her title as the most gifted seerer the Petrova have yet to see, earning her own title as the Grey Rosed Witch and earning her seat in the Petrova manor.



    Compassion: 10/10
    Empathy: 10/10
    Creativity: 10/10
    Mental Flexibility: 7/10
    Passion/Motivation: 6/10
    Education: 9/10
    Stamina: 2/10
    Physical Strength: 2/10
    Battle Skill: 0/10
    Initiative: 5/10
    Restraint: 3/10
    Agility: 2/10
    Strategy: 5/10
    Teamwork: 6/10

    Voice Acting: Very soft and sweet, small (like just about everything else about her); she rarely ever raises her voice, Very kawaii. Example below ^.^


    Voice in visions mode

    Theme song

    Fly leaf: All around me


    #15 DoomyCakez, Jul 8, 2014
    Last edited: Sep 1, 2014
  16. Stella - The Sun of Nauchtwald
    (Beta version 0.8)
    ~Basic Data~

    Name: (self given) Stella Novae
    Aliases : Nova, Astra, Spica, The Star Spirit, many others.
    NOTE: People will most likely call her Nova, as its the name she currently hands out.
    Age: At least 3000 years old, exact age unknown.
    Gender: Female
    Species and Vocation: Embodiment of Stars
    Birthday: 22nd September (Autumn Equinox)
    Stella's appearance is in fact a matter to be taken lightly, with her light manipulation at hand it is questionable how exactly she looks.
    She is about 1.7 meters tall, and has a generally unremarkable figure, her long hair is mostly purple, though she might change this on a whim.
    Her "clothes" are in fact a materialization of her magic, she owns no personal items, and they are mostly purple-ish in tint and comfortable to wear, almost exclusively being dresses and shirts, even in the hottest months, as heat proves no problem to her.
    She has a flawless pale complexion, shockingly so considering she works around suns all the time.
    Her eyes are a yellow-orange mix, and tend to glow softly when she is actively using her abilities.


    Stella, despite being old, over a hundred years in fact, doesn't show it on her personality, she is not the wise sage you expect, or at least doesn't show it. She will mostly spend her time away from Humans and other creatures, even other spirits. If asked what is she doing, she would say she is thinking. Despite not acting very sage-like, she is quite intelligent and during her long life she gathered a lot of information, which due to constant recollections doesn't get wasted, she is somewhat of a walking library.
    Most of the time Stella spends recollecting her memories from her long past, still, if she needs to deal with other people she will prefer to do it as quickly as possible. She will avoid getting personally involved with other creatures because of their limited lives, and because of the dangers her power provides, she is also very quiet, getting more then a few words out of her is difficult.
    If you do get her to talk, she will claim her abilities are science, rather then magic. (Despite being magic)
    She also has a thing for art, particularly drawing, however rather then draw things, she will wait for night and arrange stars, nebulae or even planets on the sky, even though they are actually just illusions of distant objects.

    - Luna and Sol - Spirit of the Moon and spirit of the Sun, both are her friends and rivals.
    - The Witches - After a long life of wandering Stella moved to the Petrova mansion, while she stays there and provides power to the entirety of Nautchwald, she is not bound to it and is free to leave. Because of this she doesn't treat the witches as her bosses but as acquaintances.
    - Nimhue - Stella has to work with her to maintain the seasons and weather of Nauchtwald, Nimhue also often comes to the core facility.

    • Stella exhibits control over several elements due to her status as the Star Spirit, these are; Light, heat, gravity, radiation and magnetic fields.

    • Fluent in pretty much all dead/ancient languages such as Latin, Ancient Egyptian, Persian, Ancient Greek etc.
    • Fluent in many modern languages as well. (Which include French, Italian, Spanish, English, Mandarin Chinese, Japanese, German, Russian and many more.)
    • Able to vividly remember things from her long past.
    • Can use generic magic besides her powers as a spirit.

    Math, Physics, Loneliness, Night, History, Languages, Astronomy, Art.

    People, Talking, anything beyond her powers, Crowds, People making requests from her, Light pollution.

    Only Stella herself remembers how she came to be, and she refuses to say how long ago this was, but being one of the astral spirits she is likely to be thousands years old. She often mentions she aided the construction of several world wonders, including the Pyramids of Giza.
    Despite her power and her historical involvement with the wonders she never really got mentioned, this is because her involvement in those projects was purely from her own interest, and she was incredibly uncomfortable to deal with. In newer history she rarely did anything, besides reading Human scientific works, and blowing out transformers, to reduce light pollution.

    Normal - G-Free

    Upbeat/Combat - G-Free ~ Mind Towards the Universe

    Final - G-Free ~ Ultimate Dream

    Seems you people like this, so;
    Compassion: 1/10
    Empathy: 1/10
    Creativity: 6/10
    Mental Flexibility: 8/10
    Passion/Motivation: 4/10
    Education: 10/10
    Stamina: 10/10
    Physical Strength: 1/10
    Battle Skill: 10/10
    Initiative: 2/10
    Restraint: 10/10
    Agility: 10/10
    Strategy: 8/10
    Teamwork: 0/10​

    Suzuya - The Artificial Human
    (Beta ver 0.9)

    -General info-
    Name: Suzuya - Alpha
    Age: 2 (Teenage appearance though)
    Gender: Female
    Race: Magitech-empowered Human.
    Birthday: 3rd of February.

    Suzuya has little regard to her appearance, mostly because nobody actually told her she should look after it, her standard outfit usually consits of whatever Stella's familiar prepare for her, or show her to reproduce.
    Her red eyes are hardly natural, but she isn't anyway, so there's no point in wondering why. Besides clothes she will often be accompanied by several technological drones which warn her of impending danger and store excess power.


    Suzuya is a relatively emotionless, yet very curious person. The reason why she is emotionless is not because that's how she is, but because she has yet to even experience any real emotions. She never exactly met anyone besides Stella and her familiars, so she has little experience when it comes to keeping up a conversation.
    Stella trained her a lot in combat, so she might treat a hostile approach by someone as aggression.

    Stella - Creator, Teacher.
    Stella's Familiars - "Friends"

    Energy -> Matter transmutation.
    Suzuya is capable of transforming her own magical energy into matter, with the cost dependant on the atomic value of the matter she is creating. Besides her own magical power, if she comes into contact with other forms of power, such as electrical she can also use them. Direct contact with other magical sources or even magical users allows her to use that as well.
    Suzuya can manipulate and create technological devices, the combination of this and the matter transmutation ability is not accidental, Stella was aiming for this.

    Knowledge(In pure form),Technology, Combat.

    Social Knowledge, The outside world, People.

    Suzuya is the current pinnacle of Stella's magitech research. The combination of the most advanced Human technology and the most advanced magic Stella could get her hands on.
    She is also her ultimate secret, kept hidden within the deepest reaches of the Research lab, in the Magitech test facility.
    Suzuya was taught extensively about Human technology, science and weapons. However so far from the world, Suzuya didn't actually ever meet anyone besides Stella and her familiars, she is somewhat lonely, but obediently waits for when Stella will let her out.


    Compassion: 4/10
    Empathy: 4/10
    Creativity: 9/10
    Mental Flexibility: 8/10
    Passion/Motivation: 5/10
    Education: 10/10
    Stamina: 10/10
    Physical Strength: 10/10
    Battle Skill: 10/10
    Initiative: 4/10
    Restraint: 10/10
    Agility: 10/10
    Strategy: 5/10
    Teamwork: 2/10​
    #16 Nocturnia, Jul 10, 2014
    Last edited: Jun 13, 2015
  17. [​IMG]

    Name: Sebastian


    Age: ageless if you count his past lives (in his human form he looks to be in his later teens)
    Gender: IT'S A BOY!~~ :heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat::heartbeat:

    Race: Ferret

    Scientific Name: Mustela putorius furo

    Familiar/Spirit animal to The Grey Rose Witch


    Family: Gwendoline Delphi

    Closest Friends:
    Gwendoline Delphi, Ryuu

    anyone seeking to harm Gwen

    anyone who is allied to Gwen

    Significant other: None, thought you could call Gwen that.

    Children: None



    eye color:
    Black and Doll-like

    hair color: snow white

    Distinuishable features

    Silver whiskers
    two black marks where his eyebrows are suppose to be
    sharp little teeth and tiny black claws (KAWAII DESU NE!? :eyepopping:)
    a little brown collar with a silver bell charm that Gwen gave him (it has magic properties, wards, that help to protect him)

    51 cm.

    Weight: 2kg

    Body Build: Long and lean with a slight pot-belly from sneaking treats. Very soft and plushie


    Personality: Sebastian has a rather coy personality. He is awfully mischevious and can be a handful, but will stick with Gwen no matter what happens to him. He adores Gwen unconditionally, but sadly causes her more trouble than he should. Naturally inquisative and curious, he some how manages to get himself into trouble. He is not the smartest creature, but he does have more wisdom then he actually shows, showing himself to be Gwen's beacon of light when she is at her darkest moments. He is a passionate creature, often showing his temper when he is upset. He is very optomistic and cheerful, easy-going and often times silly, which just make him out to be uber adorable. He does have a slightly darker side to his personality. He can be very possessive over Gwen and gets jealous if she gives attention to anyone else. Because of this raging jealousy, he sometimes comes off as proud and intolerant. Deep down, he is very sweet and self-conscious. Vulernable and fearful, yet brave when it comes to protecting Gwen. He is a glutton for attention, good and bad, and get irritated easily when ignored.

    Example Phrase: "Well aren't you just a fun filled little lollipop, triple dipped in psycho?" (Referring to The Black Rose Witch :glasses:)

    being held
    soft things
    finding new interests
    being with Gwen

    Being away from Gwen
    mean people
    being picked up without permission
    being squeezed
    sour things
    (Basically anything that has tried to eat him so far)
    Being ignored

    • The escape artist, Master of speed and agility.
    • Sebastian usually uses his powers to help Gwen, giving her a great escape when needed.
    • You could almost call him a Parkor master, being able to use the area around him to make his escape.
    • He uses a form of movement called "flinting", which is rapid bursts of super speed (almost transportation or flying) to move from place to place. He almost looks like a blur when he moves and can only be hit when he stops. *The range of this movement is not very far. If he pushes it beyond its limits, he can weaken himself or even kill himself. If he does the flint is rapid burst, he should be fine, but if he were to do this in a single rapid stream he would stop his heart.*
    • Extremely flexible and sly, being able to fit into small spaces and reach high places with general ease
    • A great Dodger (It's very difficult to hit him because he knows how weak he is.)
    • He is not the strongest fighter, usually prefering to let Draco do the dirty work.
    • He is not very durable, having really no defense against magic or physical attacks, but he is fast and sly enough to be able to dodge.
    • When you do manage to hit him, he goes down extremely fast...(wimp... x.x).
    • His flinting abilities have the cheetah effect, causing his heart to beat at a rapid pace. Because of this, it takes a while for him to recharge after using this ability
    Random Talents: Singing, Dancing, Juggling, Doing hair, Doing make-up, Painting nails (He is soo good at the most flamboiant things basically)
    Compassion: 7/10
    Empathy: 5/10

    Creativity: 6/10
    Mental Flexibility: 8/10

    Passion/Motivation: 7/10
    Education: 6/10

    Stamina: 10/10
    Physical Strength: 4/10
    Battle Skill: 5/10
    Initiative: 2/10
    Restraint: 9/10
    Agility: 10/10
    Strategy: 6/10
    Teamwork: 7/10


    Theme Song

    Fall out boy: Sugar We're Going Down

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    Eye color:
    A strange combination of black (outside), dark red fading towards the middle that is pink with tiny flecks of blue and green (ohh soo pretty eyes o,..,o)

    Hair color: Snow White

    Skin Color: Extremely pale, almost white itself


    Weight: 134 lbs

    Distinguishable Features

    Very feminine face
    slightly ferret-like
    long, silver eyelashes
    Black eyebrows
    pouty, pale pink lips
    a sprite nose, pointed up slightly
    as a way to relieve stress, he will allow his ears and tail to show in his human form (only sometimes though)
    the same brown collar with the silver bell charm.

    Body Build: Tall and lean, slightly long and lanky, with lean muscle lining his frame. Very streamlined, graceful looking.

    Hair style: Medium length and slightly curled, giving him a girlier appearance. It is very unruly and he wears it however it falls.

    Personal Style:
    He is very fashionable, usually picking out both his outfits along with Gwen's outfits...when Anastasia is not picking them out herself. (He dresses a little like a kpop star: sweaters with cute writing, fitted suits, skinny-legged pants, etc.) VERRRYYYYY FASHIONABLE...sometimes too fashionable....

    Human form: 100%
    Human form: 75%

    Preferred Form:
    Any form that Gwen wants him to be at the time. He gets more attention in his animal form (He is a glutton for attention), but he is more suseptible to being "NOMMED" by anything bigger than he is. His human form offers him attention as well and he can much easiler cater to whatever Gwen asks, but the human form is extremely uncomfotable.

    #17 DoomyCakez, Jul 10, 2014
    Last edited: Sep 1, 2014
  18. Blue Rose Witch Familiar


    General info

    Nadir (Nah•deer)
    N, Na-, Dir, Nadi

    88 years old
    appears 13



    March 31



    blond hair || bright blue eyes || cream colored skin || 4'12" (imagine him shorter in the pics XD) || 89lb || Usually wears Lolita, Victorian outfits

    He is spoiled, self-loving, mischievous, and cunning. He has a tendency of being overly dramatic. To him, he is better than everyone except for the Blue Rose Witch (Maybe a few others but it depends).
    When the Blue Rose Witch is around, he is very loving towards him, always wanting to cuddle and acts childish around him.
    Rather than going for cute and innocent he prefers the dark, kind of creepy yet adorable, lolita look.



    The Blue Rose Witch

    Nadir is his/her familiar. He was spoiled rotten by the previous one, Xavier, and usually by the other ones as well but, for now, more so by the previous one.

    He/she is the only one he believes is above him and will do anything to get his/her affection.

    In Xavier's absence he is horribly depressed, but rather than moping around he causes trouble and tries to act normally, hiding his loneliness, which sometimes shows unintentionally. Sometimes he will just snap, letting his pained emotions flow out, though this is rare.

    Anastasia Petrova

    Nadir sympathies with Ana, for she also mourns the death of Xavier. N's respects Ana greatly since the Blue Rose Witch loved and trusted Ana, he still thinks Ana is below him but she is by far greater than the others, excluding the blue rose witch. He does hold a bit of anger towards Ana though, she pulled Xavier's attention off of N. This is not something he approves of, but doesn't show it much.

    Hana Tagamei

    She's probably the closest thing most would consider a friend to N, he doesn't think that though. He likes Hana's attitude and enjoys playing around with her.

    (Will write more later)

    Gwendoline Petrova

    They are rivals. Nadir despises her and does his best to beat her at everything, it's all a competition to him.

    (Will write more later)



    Piano || Ballroom dancing || Sewing (Likes to make his own clothes)

    Seeing in the dark || Hearing || Speed || Mischievous strategies || Hiding emotions

    Water || Swimming || Planning normal things || Very competitive || Chocolate (makes him sick)




    Voice actor:
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    #18 Sinopa, Jul 11, 2014
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    Hana Tagamei




    5th August

    Petrova Maid
    Butler to Anastasia (Soon to be)

    Appearance - Hamster

    6 inches

    Fur colour:
    Orange and White


    -Long fur
    -Large eyes
    -Tiny paws



    Appearance - Human



    Eye colour:

    Hair colour:

    -Large eyes
    -Hairstyle - Pigtails



    Hana has a severe case of Napoleon complex. Being quite short, to a point that its easily noticed and used against her, she tends to be quite the aggressive person to make up for her tiny stature. Even the slightest mention towards her height can rile her up and cause a ruckus. Though it often leads to her plotting elaborate schemes against people as she will hold a vendetta against them. Few times does she get over being called out on her height and show forgiveness. In her eyes, its basically a sin. This may also be why she is quite prideful to a point she believes she can achieve things even if they are not in her realm of skills.

    At some moments there are points she becomes quite docile, though its only to certain triggers. For example, people who are incredibly tall. They basically scare her senseless, often leading her to hiding or avoiding the person all together. She thinks of it like this. Average size people or slightly over she can take out but if they are overly tall...she will probably just get squashed. Hana could be considered to have confidence issues and her prideful display just a mask to hide the fact she detests her height so much.




    She has respect for the red rose witch due to many tales being whispered between servants. This doesn't stop he being terrified of angering the woman, in fact it makes her fear worse. Then there is the fact she is a lot taller than her... Though she does end up harboring a fondness for the red rose witch that eventually brings her to become more relaxed around her. Hana is more docile to Anastasia that she is to others.

    Ker is very special to Hana, being considered one of her closest friends to a point she trusts her to some extent. Hana is fond of Ker due to her personality, being someone she can be herself.

    She eventually becomes fond of Ana's familiar although is often in a state of anger towards the familiar due to the fact he tends to mess with her. Often she tries to plot a scheme against him but every time it is forgotten since she doesn't entirely hate Aldwyn. He is just an 'Annoying rabid mutt.' D:<




    Animal Mimicry:
    As a shapeshifter she is able to take the form of any animals she has visibly seen. Even in books. Even better is the fact that she can even if the animal is instinct. Although if she has interacted with her desired form it is much easier. However, due to the first animal she ever turned into being a hamster, it is her secondary form after the humanoid one. This is because it has the largest imprint upon her mind. This skill also allows her to use senses and skills of animals separate to having taken their form. E.g Claws, wings, eye sight etc.

    Due to her previously going to a dance school, Hana enjoys dancing as a passion. Her skills in each field of dance vary due to different years of practice but overall she is quite talented at dancing. Though street and waltz are her favorites for some reason. She does hate Ballet though.

    Her animal forms easily allow her to hide from the the eyes of others. Although most are from her hamster form due to her 'weak point'. It does allow her to find parts in the manor few would notice otherwise.

    Hana has a brilliant memory, something that allows her to easily recall things she had heard or seen even if it was a long period gap between that time and the current time. Although insignificant things are still forgotten, most is remembered and stored away. She has a extremely high long term memory.



    *Animal forms
    *Good Memory
    *Good at making traps
    *Animal instincts
    *Heightened senses

    *Napoleon complex
    *Short temper
    *Lack of height
    *'Weak point - Cause change to Hamster
    *Fear of tall people

    * Vegetables
    * Wheels - Unknown to her.
    * People who dont call her short
    *Sleeping all day
    *People praising her
    *Her revenge schemes working

    *Being forced into her hamster form
    *Being called short
    * People who lean on her
    *Those who work out that she lacks confidence



    Hana was born into a relatively small family that consisted of her mother, father, grandparents, uncle and one cousin. Though all of them lived under one roof. They were a mediocre family with strict but old traditions. Not that anyone minded because they posed little nuisance to daily lives. Though their house was crowded, everyone in the little home was bright and cheerful nearly all the time. It was not a shock when the first daughter of Fuyumi and Taiga was born she was incredibly small. It was something most females in her family seemed to be after all.

    The first tradition of the small household was that when the child reached ten they would be exposed to the large variety of animals that could become their 'base form', essentially the animal form that would come easiest to them. Before this point it is forbidden for them to take a animal form because they are considered to young to decide properly and out of her whole family, Hana was the only one to ignore this rule.

    When she was six, Hana came across a hamster within her friends home and found it strange that the small rodent clearly disliked her. So after a few attempts to try and become friends with the hissing animal she copied its form to see if that would help. While it did help it also made her current hamster form her base form and so instead of an animal that could properly help her in the future she was stuck as a small rodent.

    From this point, her napoleon complex began to develop since being one of the shortest students in her classes along with her true form being only six inches big. Hana became slowly self conscious about her height and slowly she began to grow to become aggressive. Short height aside she was becoming obsessed with being in control just to prove that her height made no difference.

    Her main years in school consisted of her dominating her classmates by taking positions in student councils, class presidents and even club presidents. Even while this went on, she often spent her spare time plotting again the more extreme bullies about her height as to get back at them. To say the least, a lot of students ended up humiliated and eventually escaping or avoiding her for the rest of the stay in the school.

    By fourteen she began to search for a job, bored and uninterested in school for its lack of events. That and she decided it was time she begun to earn her own money. There was seven people under one house after all and so she spent a couple months searching before her eyes were turned to the Petrova manor. Although at first she disregarded it, thinking becoming one of the staff would be far to much she later was convinced as she applied with three others who she had deemed 'minions' from her times in school. Though in reality they were close friends behind the constantly prideful guise Hana had.

    Eventually the four of them had gotten jobs as maids in the manor and for a while they worked fine with one another. A lot of the time they would mess around when alone, teasing and making jokes of one another. Though sometimes it ends with one of them touching the back of Hana's neck, causing a quick squeak form her lips along with a flash as she would be replaced by a small hamster. Sometimes it has even ended with her in hamster balls that she cannot escape from, which sucks in her opinion. Her and her three friends have been working quite happily for the last few months, unaware to the the upcoming events really.




    Theme song


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