Valasca Del Viento

Val

27

Female

Asexual Panromantic

Single

Associate

Mermaid

Mortician

- Death
- Salty Foods
- Her daily swims

- Anyone who treats her clients ill
- Being lied to
- Sweets
- Theft

Have her establishment and sanctuary taken from her

Now that Valasca’s been living in Fall Hollow, she finally feels free for the first time in her life. She doesn't need to change her name or hide who she is. However, despite that freedom, old habits die hard. Despite her warm and caring nature, Valasca is still very much a secretive and closed off individual that has a great deal of trouble opening up to people about who she really is or letting them into her more private life. This can make her come off as a bit distant, but despite that she is still never much a caring mortician that will go above and beyond for her patients. She is more than happy to take care of her clients needs as well as take notes on the various different species in the city to further her knowledge.

Valasca was born in the murky waters of a town that was submerged in water to stop the flooding of Spain five decades ago. Unlike most pods who stuck to areas easily evacuated the pod Valasca was born to had a higher purpose, or so they believed. Valasca pod was connected to others who all believed in their own Gods that lived in the stars above, a world they considered to be a vast ocean. To make it to this place in the after life their role in the life they currently lead was to care for those bodies tossed off boats, thrown from peers to hide murders, sunken graves and mere accidents. They were to help these people move to their own afterlife. So when the town of Capel Celyn sank and became the reservoir it turned into their pod home, to watch over the graves of those who had now sunk beneath the water.

The devotion to their religion was a heavy one. They prayed to a mermaid who was as big as the earth, she had formed the oceans with her body, carved them as she swam through the infinite waters of the life beyond, a world that rested on top of their own. It was not just her though, their were many mermaids, each representing something new. Interitus was merely the main one, the one who judged them at the end of their time to decide if they began anew, having to try again, or made it through to a new life in the waters above. Like most in the pod Valasca took her devotion to Interitus seriously, praying to her, making offerings and participating in the rituals of the tribe.

One of the main rituals was the summoning of the spirits to bless them. It was the one that focused most on the deceased beings, praised them as those of a higher purpose as they were in the world beyond the one where Valasca and her pod rested. This was where Valasca's obsession with death began. Even the sea creatures she feasted on she treated with the utmost care, making sure their move into the world beyond was a gracious one.

Things only escalated when she was sent to perform the ritual to adulthood. One of the few females who were sent out she was expected to return home for the future of their pod. Valasca didn’t. Much like the ritual of Rumspringa the mermaids were to go to the surface for seven evenings and return the wiser for it. Valasca instead found herself half intoxicated with desire and half sick with hate at the ease of access she had to death. The parts of animals that lay on display for others to judge and chose for consumption revolting her but then there were large homes, homes that looked after the dead, treated them with a beautiful respect and laid them to rest in exquisite manners. Valasca believed she had found her calling.

Wales was nice for a while. Valasca trained as a mortician at a funeral parlour she found by the sea. Her hours were whenever someone knew came in and since the town was small she was able to spend as much time as she needed in the water. However she was constantly hiding and the rumors of people seeing a mermaid sprang about. Even cutting her hair seemed to make no difference. This was when she met a man, her heart still. Valasca's pod with their special connection to death she knew what the man was immediately. Valasca introduced herself - looking for someone in the town who it turned out had moved on - as a member of the vampire council in a town in America. He offered Valasca passage there but she declined, knowing she wouldn't be able to survive that long without water, and instead accepted directions.

In Fall Hollow she took a job at the towns local morgue, the one used by police and most of the town since it was convenient. Unlike in Wales deaths in Fall Hollow were unexplained and with everyone's desire to dispose of the bodies in unseemly ways Valasca made herself open to all the killers in Fall Hollow. She would hide their mistakes and in return she could give them the treatment they deserved. Each body prepared to the best she could manage, prayers and blessings made over the body before she reduced them to the earth, sea or smoke depending on their own species or religion she could make out. For the most part she keeps to herself, though over the past five years she's lived in Fall Hollow she has spent a lot at local vampire hang outs.

On Fall Hollow lies a sanctuary lead by young mermaid, for all supernatural creatures. The building attached to the funeral offers a place for non-humans to live free of persecution and follow what paths they desire, whether that’s as regular townsfolk and business owners, criminals and shady dealers. However, in return each tenant must work at the funeral.

Alinea Crow Danea

Ali

20

Female

Homosexual

Single

The The Masquerade - Beta

Shifter

College Student | Part-timer at a local bookstore

Music | The forest | Coffee

The people she cares about getting hurt | Witches | Being mocked or looked down on

Heights | Losing someone she cares about | Disappointing her father

Ali is best described as a person "blooming in the garden of youth", or at least, that's how the elderly folk of Fall Hollow call her when they're in a particularly good mood. It was "damned teenage rascal" when they weren't. Either way, Ali is what you can call a typical teenager with her exhuberant energy and outgoing personality, with just a touch of rebelliousness to spice up the dish. She's the kind of person you'll see in different scenes, chatting with all the right people and effortlessly making friends with anyone she approaches.

Ali's loyalty is fierce and unmatched by anything. For the people who have grown dear to her heart, you can be rest assured that Ali would do anything to help and protect you. Of course, it's also this fierce loyalty that can sometimes give Ali tunnel-vision and make her refrain from hearing the other side of a conflict. Her friends' enemies were her enemies, and nothing could change that in her mind even if her friends had been the ones in the wrong. It must be said that this has gotten Ali into trouble more than once, especially when it turned out that her so-called friends had only been manipulating her to do their every whim. Despite this, Ali has never learned.

Ali is someone you can be assured would always be there for you, even if she can be a tad reckless at times. She always means well and is willing to lend a helping hand with a bright smile.

It was the first of December, in the middle of one of the harshest winters experienced by Fall Hollow, when the youngest of the Danea clan entered the world. Julio Danea, the current patriarch of the household, had held his baby girl and announced that her name would be Crow for he was sure that like the rest of their family, the child's spirit animal would be one that made the sky its home and that she would be the best that their family had ever seen. When Ali's third birthday came and she met her spirit animal during one of the family's usual camping trips, her father couldn't be any more disappointed. Her spirit animal had been a black panther, and not the graceful flyer he had expected. Of course, Ali had been too young then to know what that revelation had done to her relationship with her father.

Continuing her trend of going against the grain in her family's norms, she found that she had no affinity for strategizing. Unlike her father, grandfather, and great grandfather, she knew she would never take the role of advisor in The Masquerade. She had let her brothers be the ones to compete for that position. Her goal had been something more. As the years passed, Ali strengthened her bond with both her spirit animal and the multitude of land-bound creatures she had intently studied. Sure, she had also shifted into some sea creatures, but they didn't feel as comfortable as being on all fours on good, solid land. And so she honed her skills of transformation to the point that she could partially shift a little bit longer than most of the older shifters. Her physical strength wasn't something to be laughed at either. Before she knew it, she became one of the youngest betas in The Masquerade while her brothers had failed in their tasks of joining the gang as its advisor. Pride swelled up in Ali and she had turned to her father hoping to see the same in his eyes, but she found it wanting.

Her relationship with her father remains rocky still and he continues to favour his two sons. He had even refused to let Ali work in the family business, the local animal shelter, which forced Ali to find a part-time job somewhere else. It seemed as though fate continually wanted to wedge an ever bigger gap between Ali and her father as it soon grew apparent that she held a passion for robotics, something that her father has always frowned upon thinking that further technological advancements would push the youth away from nature.

• She holds a deep hatred for witches as a dear friend of hers, a werewolf, had died in a skirmish between their two gangs.

• She is the lead vocalist of a band she created with her friends in college. They're well-known in Fall Hollow but they only play for fun. Jokingly, they call themselves "Hodgepodge" because each of them are a different species from the other.

• She still regularly goes on camping trips in the forest, sometimes even staying out in the wilderness for weeks.

Saoirse Clarke

Selkie

25

female

hetero

single and ready to mingle

human

Freelance artist/painter, illustrator

sketching/drawing
Music
Singing(she's actually pretty good at it)
Sleep
Warmth
Cheesy love stories
Affection
Sweets

Blood
Guns
Violence
Coldness
Physical activity

Monsters from story books(even though she's never met one or at least she doesn't think she's met one)
Blood
The dark

She is innocent to a fault
She can be clumsy
She is physically weak and has low stamina
She has a frail body
She is a good singer and artist

Saoirse's history is nothing extraordinary. She lived a happy childhood and had parents who adored her and a small tight knight group of friends. She was born frail and weak so she would get sick easily, which meant more time for her to persue her passions in life. At a young age, her parents could tell that she had quite a knack for the arts and that she would end up in the artistic field of work.

When she graduated from college and embarked on her own, she decided to move to an interesting place called Fall Hollow. She hoped that by moving to such an area, that she would get a fresh start, a clean slate. She had hoped on making some new friends and immerse herself in a different area would be good for her health. Little did she know of what creatures reside there.

However, it wouldn't matter much to her anyway. She currently lives alone, locked up in the little apartment she calls home. She has been living there for the past few years and has, for the most part, been shut up in her home, trying to catch up with strict deadlines. On occasion she will go out to explore the local shops and bakeries, that is, when she has the chance.

her name is pronounced as see-er-sha
She has an Irish accent
She has a very low tolerance for alcohol and tends to not drink because of it