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Basics

Name: Angelique Braxton
Date of Birth (& age): March 10 1989 30yrs
Place of Birth: Washington DC
Gender: Female
Species/Racial Origin: Human/Witch
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: Pet cat named Kore, and Raven familiar called Amara

Physical Description

Height: 5’9”
Weight: 160
Hair: constantly changing
Eyes: green
Detailed Physical Description (or face claim):
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PERSONALITY/ATTRIBUTES

Personality/Attitude: friendly, clever, witty.

Skills/Talents: Singing, dancing, spell writing ad spirit work.

Favorites/Likes: Lillies. New books. Walking outside.

Most Hated/Dislikes: Arrogant people. Boats.

Strengths: creative, spell writing, mirror magic, cunning, glamour, witty.

Weaknesses: not good with charms or potions

Fears: water and drowning (past life was drowned)

Hobbies/Interests: Reading, interior decorating
Religion/Beliefs: Eclectic Witch. Ancient African religion.

Sexual Preference: Men

Education/Special Training: Currently in Real Estate classes

Place/Type of Residence: Family home,

Occupation: Assistant Manager of a hotel

Place of Work: Cambria Hotel in Downtown DC


Additional Notes: Angelique was a very gifted natural witch. Magic has been passed down in her family since before black people were put in chains and brought to America in boats. She is the oldest of 4 children. The next eldest child, her brother, is estranged from the family. No one has seen him in over 10 years. Her two youngest siblings, Demetrius, 22 and Cyrene, 19 viewed her as another parent. She was always helping them with homework or cooking dinner for them when their parents were working or out. Her parents, Chantal and Dante, were hard working people. Chantal was a professor at Howard University, teaching African American culture as well as Ancient Tribal cultures. Her mother possessed magic as well. Her father, Dante, was a corporate lawyer and handled mostly civil cases and corporate issues. On the day of the Razing, Angel, as she was called, and her family were together in the park enjoying one of those rare days where everyone was free and managed to get together for a little family time. It wasn't until they heard screaming that they knew anything was amiss. People began to change into these hideous creatures. Angel and Chantal had been so caught up in enjoying the moment familial contentment that they had not realized the drastic shift in energy around them, which now was overwhelming. The family ran thru and out of the park to a nearby closed bar. Once barricaded themselves inside and Kiara and Angelique put magical protection around the building. Demetrius began feeling very ill and to everyone's horror he soon turned into one of the creatures they had just seen ripping through the other people in the park. By the end of the ordeal she was the only member of her family left alive.
 
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Name: Solan Charles

Date of Birth (& age): June 30, 1993

Place of Birth: Minnesota

Gender: Male

Species/Racial Origin: Human/Witch

Family/Friends/Pets: Miriam Charles - Mother
Lee Charles - Father
Talon Charles - Brother
Ezekiel Charles - Cousin


Height: 6'0

Weight: 185

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Detailed Physical Description (or face claim):
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Personality/Attitude: Shy and reserved. The mediator, worrier, responsible, nurturer, lover, emotional.

Skills/Talents: Skilled plant manipulator also called Agrokinesis, Chlorokinesis Phytokinesis.

Favourites/Likes: Music, rain, jogging, not being the center of attention, video games, routine, writing poetry.

Most Hated/Dislikes: attention seekers, arguing, parties, bars, complainers.

Strengths: Mediation, growing plants, vegetables and fruit, writing spells, making potions.

Weaknesses: scrying, divination, arguing.

Fears: Being buried alive, being old and alone, not finding love.

Hobbies/Interests: jogging, music, writing poetry.

Religion/Beliefs: Spiritual.

Sexual Preference: Male

Education/Special Training: Degree in teaching.

Place/Type of Residence: Studio apartment.

Occupation: School Guidance Conselor.

Place of Work: School.

Biography: Solan is the only magical being in his generation in his family. The only ones who know he is a witch is his family. His gifts are passed onto him from his mother who is a witch and a medium. She started teaching him to control his power around his 13th birthday when his power started to flower. She also showed him how to make potions and write spells which is how he fell in love with poetry. Went to college to get a normal job as a school guidance counselor to use his magic to help troubled kids express their feelings in healthy ways.
 
Name: Ji Bong-Cha

Date of Birth (& age): January 13 1998 21 years old

Place of Birth: Seoul Korea

Gender: Female

Species/Racial Origin: Human/Witch

Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: Two blue bay shepherds named Iris and Ivy

Height: 5'0

Weight: 125

Hair: Black

Eyes: Dark brown

Detailed Physical Description (or face claim):

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Personality/Attitude : Cynical and Awkward. Known for being a devils advocate. Passionate and easy to anger. Untrusting, emotional

Skills/Talents: Writing , Meditating , Photography

Favorites/Likes: Rain , Orchestra , Rivers , waterfalls , streams

Most Hated/Dislikes: Loud and sudden noises/movements. Ignorant/Obnoxious people

Strengths: Telekinesis and molecular combustion

Weaknesses: Spell writing , making potions , Mediumship , Scrying , charms

Fears: Being burned alive , Pushing people away

Hobbies/Interests: Reading , Swimming , listening to music , illustrating

Religion/Beliefs: Daejongism

Sexual Preference: Men

Education/Special Training: Graduated with a degree in library science / Went through formal training of becoming a shaman

Place/Type of Residence: Apartment

Occupation: Librarian

Place of Work: Library





Additional Notes: Ji and her family come from a long line of Shamans, with every first born female becoming a mudang. She began her training relatively young only at the age of ten to begin the process of communicating with the spirits and bringing forth good luck as well as banishing evil. However it was soon found out that she was not able to talk to the dead at all and thus not being able to continue a life long tradition. She soon became the family's scapegoat and was abused and blamed for the villages bad luck. Because of years of negligence due to something she could not control Ji's true power came to be in the form of the power of the mind and sheer will. Her family saw her newfound powers as something unnatural since her family has never been able to do anything so "volatile" , But by that time Ji was old enough to leave her village and immigrated to the US to continue her studying and try to regain some semblance of a normal life.
 
Wrenn Applefield
-Date of Birth (& age): 1338, 700~ years old, give or take.
-Place of Birth: Carcassonne, France
-Gender: Female
-Species/Racial Origin: Human/Undead Necromancer
-Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: The family she grew up with have long since been put into the dirt, and she has given up on trying to keep track of her descendants many years ago. They're around, sure, but they wouldn't recognise her, and she would have some trouble recognising them.



Physical Description
Height: 5'2"
Weight: A good question. She weighs somewhere between 120 and 70 pounds throughout the day, depending on how much her runes get smeared.
Hair: A fair blonde.
Eyes: A deep brown, nearly black, even.


Detailed Physical Description:
Wrenn is a slight woman with a gaunt frame, thin as a stick. This isn't out of diet or choice, but a matter of circumstance. See, Wrenn isn't your average human, rather, a necromancer. A necromancer who routinely has to replace strips of flesh, muscle, and sometimes bone. Traced across her body, her thighs, stomach, arms, even across her cheeks, are intricate runes and sigils that keep her body magically held together. If one were to be uncomfortably close, you might even be able to see little lines crisscrossing across her skin. She always has a tired look across her face, and dresses in the most comfortable and period appropriate clothing she can find; loose jeans, tees, and jackets a size too big.

Personality/Attributes:
Wrenn is a very quiet person on the surface, but those who do know her quickly learn that she isn't quiet out of shyness or social anxiety. Rather, it's because she waits to say that exact, precise thing that needs to be said at that exact moment. Whether it be an incredibly cutting comment, or a well placed piece of information, Wrenn is careful with her words. She seems to be entirely self-obsessed, ambitious, even careless in her goals, however clandestine they are. This makes her come off as unapproachable and distant, which is what she wants; to be put off to the wayside until she's the only option one has. Because of this, she's rather content with things like 'research', and 'practising how to talk to people.' Overall, you can expect her to be rather aloof, arrogant, and maybe a bit rude, but wise and helpful if it fits her goals.

Skills/Talents:
Wrenn has a deep understanding of runescribing, and reading ancient magic runes. She's had over six centuries of experience, and is fluent in 6 different languages, and 2 dead ones. She has seen the rise and fall of kings, and the shift from era to era. She has acquired a slew of skills and miscellaneous talents, such as survival skills involving fishing and hunting, to modern skills such as corporate espionage and creating fake passports. In particular however, she continually practices:
-Forgery
-Hiding in plain sight
-Adapting to new surroundings
-Writing for the local journalists

Favourites/Likes:
She had acquired a specific taste in things across her long life, mostly things consistent with the new generation, surprisingly.
-"Modern" music
-Driving down long stretches of lonely road
-Learning about everything and anything
-Lying

Most Hated/Dislikes:
Having been alive for far too long as also allowed her to pinpoint exactly what she dislikes.
-Actual modern music
-People stuck in their ways
-Holy rulers
-Killing people, especially those who witness her perform magic

Strengths:
Nobody expects somebody like her to be a magic user, or be 700~ years old, but both of these things are true. Asides from being inconspicuous, here's some other things she's good at.
-Direction
-Magic, in both handling and counteracting
-Making her presence felt, or disappear
-Creating vessels for magic, flasks, bodies, balls of energy, etc.
-Using non-lethal methods of incapacitating those less experienced that her.

Weaknesses:
But, not everyone's perfect. She knows her own weaknesses, and works to plan around them constantly. Plans don't mean anything when you get punched in the face though.
-Learning new magic. "Old dog, new tricks."
-Getting to know people.
-Standing her ground
-Using non-lethal methods of incapacitating those of equal standing to her, magically. Sometimes, she just can't stand to somebody of equal power.

Fears:
Mortal fears, fire, spiders, snakes, heights, have escaped her long ago. These are a few things an 'immortal' might fear the most, but she would never admit it.
-Death. Yes, she's a necromancer. She's afraid of dying.
-Unravelling, or having the individual parts of her body self-animate and turn on her, one by one.
-Seeing somebody she knows.
-Meeting her mentor.

Hobbies/Interests:
Being around for a while gets boring at times. She picked some of these things up so she doesn't go mad.
-Journalism
-Sculpting
-Dog breeding
-Sailing (though she cannot swim.)
-Visiting monuments all over the world.

Religion/Beliefs:
None. She lost her faith in god when her family all succumbed to the black plague.

Sexual Preference:
That's a good question. She doesn't like people all to much, but she was totally into 'free love' back in the 60's, when that was a big thing. Might come back with the turn of the century, who knows?

Education/Special Training:
She would argue that the modern college system was nothing in comparison to the old persian colleges, but hasn't formally attended any. She has a long history with her mentor, learning the art of immortality, magic, and necromancy for a century in near silent tutelage, but she hasn't thankfully seen him since.

Place/Type of Residence:
Basically, whatever car she happens to own. She might've stolen it, or had it loaned to her, or she just might've bought it. She mostly stays in motels, but she technically lives in her car.

Occupation:
Necromancer for hire? She used to be a princess at one point.

Place of Work:
Wherever life takes her.
 
Name: Storm Eagle Booker (Booker)

Date of Birth (& age): January 1st 1990 (30 Years)

Place of Birth: Eden (Maze District, Utah)

Gender: Male

Species/Racial Origin: Most likely human/Witch

Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: A familiar named Roland who takes the form of a mountain lion.

Physical Description



Height: 6’3

Weight: 178lbs

Hair: Red

Eyes: Heterochromia gives him one black and one blue eye.

Detailed Physical Description (or face claim):
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Personality/Attributes

Personality/Attitude: Disciplined, cold, driven, and relatively unphased by just about anything he comes across. S.E. Tends to mind his own business and follows the orders he’s given within reasonable parameters. He isn’t quite as dialed in to the beliefs of the council but knows well enough to continue lip service and ensure no one knows he’s long since strayed from the flock.
The concerns and needs of others are rarely shared by him, knowing full well the cult he was born into had simply found themselves lucky when chaos erupted.

Skills/Talents: Survival, marksmanship, hunting, tracking, and building most necessities.
He speaks four languages due to the surprisingly well structured schooling available within the vault of Eden. He’s also fairly handy with improvised explosives and is a remarkable shot with a bow.

Favourites/Likes: Hunting, fishing, generally anything that got him outside and into the fresh air. The limited resources available has kept him away from normal things like books and music, the cult couldn’t risk having the younger members form their own opinions.


Most Hated/Dislikes:
The entire batshit insane message expressed by the cult he was born into.
Anyone who breaks the cody of secrecy, they’re out here to survive if they’re in this deep.
Snitches really, there’s no honor in breaking discretion.
Having to attend anything ritual based.
The ridiculous restrictions put on his magic use.


Strengths: His blue eye gives him an impressive boost to his sight, the black eye highlights ultraviolet which allows him to track just about anything. His marksmanship is also due to the way his eyes are structured. His sense of direction, smell, and hearing are also fairly impressive.
Although the base magic he produces isn’t particularly powerful and more needs to be imbued into items, S.E. is remarkably resilient to magics being used against him, he can absorb weaker spells to keep his own passive magical powers working.

Weaknesses:
His own magic isn’t very strong, needing to use items to carry more basic spells. S.E. is fairly terrible with people, often being too gruff even when he is doing his best to be polite.
Fears: The impending collapse and losing his mother.

Hobbies/Interests: Without much to do outside of his duties, S.E. has taken up some mild wood carving in his down moments, nothing particularly good or notable but something to ease the boredom.

Religion/Beliefs: None but he’s supposed to be following the cult of Eden

Sexual Preference: He’s fairly open to anything, attracted to both men and women.

Education/Special Training: A very intense education was provided by the cult schools, teaching the students English, Latin, and really any languages available through the members of the cult. S.E. had opted for English, Latin, Ancient Greek and French of all things. Wanting to be able to better study the magic material given to them.
Due to his being born male, S.E. was put into training by the time he was six years old and first sent into outdoor training when he was twelve, learning how to operate various fire arms. Hunting, tracking and survival were the things he locked on to and excelled with, leading him to being one of the members who spent more time outside of the vault than in, keeping a watch on the perimeters and scouting out new locations

Place/Type of Residence: The vault of Eden, hidden away in the remote Maze district.

Occupation: Hunter. Scout.

Place of Work: The wilds.

Biography: Storm Eagle Booker was born to one Charles and Mae Booker, two devout followers of a person calling themselves Kole and running one of the most successfully secret doomsday cults in history. Managing to keep under the radar by quietly moving through the magic communities, the group that had been founded in the early 1900’s by the mysterious Kole and began construction of their bunker in the fifties, digging several stories down into the earth and creating an underground city protected by the incredibly difficult terrain of the desert.

The vault of Eden was completed in 1985, giving followers around the globe their own secret promised land. S.E.’s parents had been recruiters for years, his mother a trauma surgeon and his father a lobbyist, S.E. was given his name on his third birthday as many cult members were, keeping to an ancient tradition. Storm is quite aware of how ridiculous the name was, he’d been made aware in his youth when other children were given far more normal titles.
Certain the heterochromia had something to do with his naming, his mismatched eyes had been a hot topic of speculation among the council. Expecting more from S.E. that he could provide, there was a brief window where some had been convinced he could step up into the council due to this simple mutation. S.E. quickly proved he was far from suited for leadership within the first few years of his education, easily straying from the strict rules laid out before the young magic users. His lack of constructive power also showed he was better suited for scouting and survival, keen senses and magic eyes thankfully didn’t equal a competent leader.

Through the years S.E. was used as private security for some traveling VIPs, letting him see an impressive amount of the world, though it was always while strictly keeping watch for witch hunters or other dangers to the main council.

Once the destruction began, the vault sent out its call and S.E. was one of several extraction experts sent out to safely bring key members home. Once the razing began the doors had been sealed and the vault seemed to be safe from the destruction being fed through varied media sources.
A few notable non magical humans were also ‘extracted’ by people like S.E, to ensure top medical, scientific and engineering staff would be working on improving and overseeing the vault.

One of the safest places left on the planet, the securely hidden vault is stocked with magical weapons, people, and has issued a welcome to those magical people who can make it to their assigned pick up points. A dangerous screening process follows, weeding out those unworthy of the safety and indoctrination of the Vault of Eden.
 
Basics

Name:
Yadriel Ángel Buenaventura Castañeda

Date of Birth (& age):
May 11th 1996 [23]

Place of Birth:
Mérida, Mexico

Gender:

Male

Species/Racial Origin:

Human

Family/Friends/Pets/Etc:

Jazmín Maria Castañeda Pérez [Mother]

Ramos Buenaventura Navarro
[Father, Deceased]

Rafael Santino Buenaventura Castañeda
[Brother, Six Yrs Older]

Valentino Jesús Buenaventura Castañeda
[Brother, Five Yrs Older}


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Physical Description

Height:

5'8

Weight:

145

Hair:

Black

Eyes:

Honey Brown

Detailed Physical Description (or face claim):
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Personality/Attributes
*Likes/Dislikes, Strengths/Weaknesses are combined with Personality/Attitude.

Quick Biography:

Born the youngest in a family of five, all Yadriel's ever known was love; the way that his father would still bring home his mother flowers every week, family dinners and parties with countless extended members [so much kissing and cheek pinching] nearly every other week, walking to his abuelita's just down the street. Familia came above all else. Which is why when Yadriel was four and his father's brother was murdered due to his involvement in the cartel, his family flee to the states in search of a richer, safer life. Being a new country was as exciting as it was terrifying; especially when he and his brothers would play translator for his parents. Even with the change of scenery, his parents doubled their strict enforcement. "Llevate el sueter, Mijo", his mother would remind the three of them every morning before they walked to school - which really meant one thing; be safe. A second later than they were supposed to be home, and hell hath no fury like his mother. Much to his brothers' grief, being the baby meant that they were supposed to take care of him. Something that would later dig into their relationships; offering up bribery in place of his silence when they had better things to do. And as much of a goody two shoes he was, as terrified of defying his mother, nothing was worth days of torment and disappointing gazes from either brother.

Yadriel took his parent's wishes seriously; he focused on school, he knew his prayers, he stayed out of trouble, and he didn't even think about dating [embarrassingly, his first kiss was at eighteen]. His brothers on the other hand.. Not so much. To this day he could remember the thundering voice of his father when Rafael was caught sneaking back into the house. Could remember the way that his mother cried when Valentino came home with a busted lip and swollen eye, or the way she held them all when he didn't come home for three weeks. He remembered feeling so helpless at ten when his father fell sick, and even then he didn't hesitate to pick up more shifts to keep a roof over their heads. Just one little cut on his arm, and he'd died from infection. Turns out his father was diabetic, but he was too proud and too stubborn to use what little money they had on a doctor's visit. Valentino stopped coming home after that. He'd see his mother coming through the door right as Rafael walked him to school, the short time at dinner before she left for her second job, and if he stayed up late enough to see her after her weekend jobs. It was that helplessness that drove him towards nursing. Rafael enlisted the moment he turned eighteen. When Yadriel was sixteen, Valentino called home from prison three states away. His mother was inconsiderable for days. By the time he was graduating highschool, Raf was working on his second tour overseas. It wasn't until his acceptance letter came in the mail that his mother truly smiled again, and not until he graduated that she cried tears of joy.

Going into Pediatric care was an easy choice; not only was he giving the very best care he could provide to the children, he was able to give a piece of mind to the parents as well. Getting his certification in wound care came just as easily - thinking more than anything that if he knew what he did now, he could have identified the severity of his father's wound. He'd never allow anyone to die to something so measly as a scrape if he could help it again.


Personality/Attitude:

Yadriel is charismatic and loyal leading him to a fault - entirely too trusting in some instances, believing more in human compassion rather than nature. Because he his heart bleeds empathy, he is manipulated rather easily through his emotions. Being patient, and more importantly, bilingual [Enlgish/Spanish] he has phenomenal communication skills. Which is contradictory in itself; with as personable as he can be, when the attention is on himself he can be shy and even a little naive. He stands firm on the moral obligation that if someone asks for help, you help them. He's especially happy when he's able to use his medical background to help others. Even with his occupation in pediatric care, Yadriel is a vital asset to wound care and medications. Outside of light rough housing with his brothers he has zero fighting experience and hasn't the heart to harm another living being, gladly sacrificing his own safety and well being for the needs of others. He isn't a body builder, but he is able to handle his own weight along with decent balance and stamina. He's excellent at organization, prioritizing his time, and working under pressure.



Fears:
Extreme displays of violence/brutality, his mother.

Hobbies/Interests:

The little time outside of his work that he has, Yadriel likes to spend his time with family and further benefiting the lives of others. He volunteers every chance he gets; food drives, homeless shelters, kitchens, the clinic, reading and strolls with the residents of the nursing home down the street every other Saturday. He keeps fit through jogging, swimming, and light yoga. During his breaks on nightshift, he likes to venture to the roof in attempt to stargaze.

Religion/Beliefs:

As with the generations before him, Yadriel was baptized in the Roman Catholic Church. He'd been taught that every hardship could be overcome with prayer and faith alone. His parents were strict in practice; whether it be a prayer at wake and before every meal, vow of celibacy, confessions when they misbehaved, to the shared interest of he and his brother's namesake. With his raised faith, he'd grown an overbearing guilt complex. Despite his best efforts to distance himself from the church, he can't help but to pray when he's frightened - though it is more out of the security of the life long habit than it is belief.

Sexual Preference:

Growing in a strict environment, Yadriel never truly explored his sexuality. While a little more shy and perhaps a smidge innocent, he isn't closed minded.

Education/Special Training:

BSN [Bachelor of Science in Nursing] ADN [Associate of Nursing] CWCN [Certified Wound Care Nurse]

Place/Type of Residence:

A small apartment located above an old Chinese convenience store in the heart of more 'urban' streets.

Occupation:

Registered Nurse

Place of Work:

Hospital [Pediatric Wing], Underprivileged Clinic [Volunteer Nurse]
 

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