The Circle of Cosmos

》Leader: Marian Meitner
》How radical 1 to 10: 7
》History:
The Circle of Cosmos was founded in 1947 by Witches and Warlocks who were of the mind that science and Magic were not separate. Everything has a place in the universe, everything is a building block for something bigger, why is magic any different?

So, these like minded individuals began to research with the meager amount and quality of equipment available. Does Magic exist as its own form of matter, what areas of the brain are in use when a warlock casts spells, can magic be accessed or activated via machine, does magic exist outside of our planet, would it even work in space? These questions are just a small sample of the vast amount being asked, and answered, by The Circle of Cosmos.

Over the years The Circle of Cosmos grew, gained members and facilities. Now there is a Cosmos Lab in every major country, all studying the origin and application of Magic. In Ember Grove a Cosmos lab has recently been erected, said to be placed there for the study and experentation on the strange properties the town is rumored to have. A perfect opportunity for a test.

In the Eyes of The Circle of Cosmos, all magic should be explored to it's fullest. Though, some would disagree. Forbidden or 'Dark Magic', as some call it, is banned from practice or research by The Circle of Ancients. The Circle of Cosmos and the Circle of Ancients have butted heads over this since the conception of The Circle of Cosmos, but in 1999 Maeve Brannigan found a member of The Circle of Cosmos guilty of practicing forbidden magic, and executed him. This member was none other than Daniel Meitner, the husband of the Circle of Cosmos' own leader. It was a challenge and a message, and the message was clear. Do not question the Circle of Ancients.

Since then, as far as anyone knows, The Circle of Cosmos has stayed in line. Only doing approved research. Though there is bad blood between the two covens, nothing has sparked further conflict.


》Goals: To bring the Witching world into a new Era. The Circle of Cosmos wish to unlock the secrets of magic's origin and its place in the cosmos to bring in a new age of prosperity and peace.

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》B a s i c s

Full name: Ravyn De La Sombra
Age: 23
Date of Birth: 10/31
Gender: Female
Where are you from?: Southren California

》A p p e a r a n c e

Height: 5'4 (162.56)
Weight: 110lbs
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Just passed her Jaw line
Skin Color: brown
Eye Color: dark brown
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: A bit of scaring on her hands.

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》R e l a t i o n s h i p s

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: None at the moment.
Any pre-determined friends?: No, sadly.
Siblings' Status: Many brothers on her father side.
Parents' Status: Mother is unknown, Father is actively hunting her.
Pets: None
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 5

》I n t e r e s t s

Likes:
✡ Looking at the stars on a cold night.
✡ Watching the sunrise after being awake the whole night.
✡ exhaustion after a long day of walking.
Dislikes:
Three minimum.
✡ Her father.
✡ The Sombra Coven.
✡ Being yelled at.
Hobbies:
Three minimum.
✡ Music
✡ Dancing
✡ fencing
Skills:
Three minimum.
✡ long-distance running
✡ Fencing
✡ Following direction
✡ Basic self-defense training

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》P e r s o n a l i t y
Ravyn is a very timid young woman that tends to second guess herself when it comes to social interactions; a simple greeting is enough to make her question the meaning of “sup”. Due to her father forcing her to learn forbidden magic she has sudden spouts of severe depression, during which time she is unable to will herself out of bed and losses the will to live. Though she would never hurt herself she would not take any action to avoid danger. Even still, Ravyn hasn’t given up on making connections and craves friendship.

》H i s t o r y
The De La Sombra line of witches could be traced back to the late 1400s when the Spanish colonized the Meso-Americas. Ravyn’s father, Tlilpotonqui, a mix Spanish Aztec born enslaved to his father. However, due to the magic that was passed down from his mother, he could tap into the awesome powers of his ancestors. By the time he was in his early 20s he rallied a rebellion with the help of his magic and the lives of many rebels they had won their freedom. With his newfound power, he committed himself to fight the Spanish that held his people’s land. Though, in 1545 a mysterious plague hit the Aztec people causing blood to pure from their eyes and mouths. Tlilpotonqui blamed the Spanish for using witchcraft to wipe out the uprising and he swore vengeance. Learning the darkest of magics he killed hundreds of Spanish, going up the coast of what is now Mexico. When Tlilpotonqui was said to come to a settlement the survivors would say “it came from the shadows”. Tlilpotonqui would disappear from history and only remembered as a legend in Mexican folklore as “De La Sombra”.

Ravyn was the only daughter of Teodoro De La Sombra; she had many older brothers; most she had never met before thanks to her father’s long life. She never knew her mother, and her father had said she died during childbirth and would never say anything more about her. Ravyn’s father kept her under strict watch, every moment of her life was on a schedule of tutors and trainers. Her mind was sculpted to be the perfect student, her body was trained to be a weapon.

When the young witch started to learn magic, a powerful witch was brought in to teach the girl the basics of magic. The woman, Ciara O'Sullivan, was from the Circle of Ancients coven and was very wise and very kind. Learning from Ciara was the best part of Ravyn’s young life, she had never known her mother, however, she could imagine Ms. O’ Sullivan being everything a mother should be. Ciara taught Ravyn about the wonders of magic and herbs that could help people, she taught her about life out of her father’s manor and about the morals and ethics of using magic.

Ravyn only ever met her father a handful of times, her teachers were more of a family than her father. Though, on her 14th birthday, her father came for an unexpected visit, he spent most of his time talking with Ravyn’s instructors. However, Theodoro and Ciara began arguing about being lied to regarding Ravyn’s age, she was still too young to be practicing magic by the laws of her coven.

A fight broke out between the two Theodoro attack with no hesitation which caught the woman off, however, Ciara was a powerful witch in her own right and deflected each of her aggressor’s attacks. The spellcasters seemed to be evenly matched, however, the shadows in the room began to pull towards Theodoro, blacken veins began to show underneath the warlock’s skin, and soon he was completely enveloped in shadow, obscuring him from sight. Ciera countered by bringing light to her, shining brightly. A horrible battle of light versus darkness played out before the young witch, she was too stunned to run, all she could do was watch the two powers clash. The battle roared, however, Ciara’s magic failed first and a blast of shadows sent the witch down a flight of stairs into the foyer and crashing onto a table in the center of the room.

Ravyn tried to run to her mentor, the woman she thought of as a mother, but a force of telekinesis stopped her in her tracks. Ravyn cried as her father casually made his way down the stairs as he adjusted his suit, shadows still clinging to him. The warlock stood over the woman’s broken body still grasping on to life, he watched Ciara for a long second before muttering a word, the witch began to gasp for breath. Ravyn wanted to run but she was too afraid to anger her father. She watched the woman fight for her life and wanted to turn away, but her father yelled her to keep watching. Ravyn looked into the man’s pitch-black eyes that were empty of emotions as if he was merely stepping on an insect.

“See Ravyn, this is what happens when you allow yourself to be weak. This is what happens when the strong limit themselves so the inferior can feel safe. We were equally matched in skill, but she did not dare to tap into the true power that lies beyond what her coven deems safe.” Teodoro’s voice was soft, even fatherly as she squeezed the last bit of life out of Ciara.

After that day Ravyn was taught only by her father, his lessons were cruel and her punishment for failure was pain. Theodoro would keep Ravyn within spells reach, he would teach her magic that should be beyond her years, spells that Ciara had taught her to help and defend others were now perverted into harming and killing. She would only get a respite when her father had to leave for business, however, another of Teodoro’s coven would come to take his place focusing only on magic. It was the same for 7 long years until Ravyn caught wind of a test she was supposed to complete, a test that would place her into the Sombra coven after she murdered someone.

When Teodoro was away on business Ravyn overpowered the coven that was meant to guard her. She ran out of the property for the first time in 7 years. Completely alone and nowhere to go. Though it wasn’t very long before the Sombra coven trackers scribed out her location. However, she was taught by a powerful witch than a powerful warlock, so fighting off the coven’s lackeys proved to be within her power, though they would send more and eventually her father would come too. Ravyn would need to keep move from town to town meeting other pockets of witches and warlocks willing to help her, teaching her how to protect against people trying to find her, she was told of a town in North Carolina where she would find someone that could help her.

Two years have passed, now 23, she reaches the Town of Ember Grove. Surrounded by woods and mystery she searches for the Coven of the Ancient, to warn of her father’s misuse of magic, the threat that his coven could pose, and somewhere she could belong.

Please detail your coven situation or if you are loner,etc.
Ravyn’s father is the head of La Sombra, a dark coven that with a hidden agenda. Ravyn was never a formal member of the coven as she refused to partake in the final test to become a full-fledged member.

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》C o v e n
Daughter of Theodoro De La Sombra, the head of the Sombra coven.

》S k i l l L e v e l
intermediate level.

》S p e l l S p e c i a l i z a t i o n
Ravyn has learned dark energy wielding, it is her families specialty and was forced to learn the spell.

Clarice



》B a s i c s

Full name:Clarice Meitner
Age:24
Date of Birth: February 17
Gender: Female
Where are you from?: New York, but has been living in Ember Grove for about two years.

》A p p e a r a n c e

Height: 6'1
Weight: 190lbs
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length:Mid back
Skin Color: Caucasian
Eye Color: green
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: No tattoos yet, but she's waiting for the right inspiration to strike. As for Piercings, she has high nostril piercings and a septum ring.

"The order of the ancients won't keep magic held back forever."- Clarice

》R e l a t i o n s h i p s

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: Just her sister
Siblings' Status: she has a sister named Christy who she currently lives with.
Parents' Status: Her mother
Pets: Sir Wiskers von Lichtenstein, the Rabbit

How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 10
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 7

》I n t e r e s t s

Likes:
Research
Studying
Experimenting
Magic
Animals
Barbecue
Coffee and redbull, but not together.... unless?
Meeting new people
Exploration

Dislikes:
Censorship
The Circle of Ancients
Maeve specifically
Red tape
Alchohol
Being alone with her mother
Super sweet candy
Coconut
Maeve again

Hobbies:
Researching
Studying
Experimenting (magical or otherwise)
Practicing magic
D&D
Practicing with makeup

Skills:
Talented Reasearcher/Scientist
Excellent application of Magic in both the field and lab settings
Memes
Good at trivia
You can fit so much repressed emotion into this bad boy!

》P e r s o n a l i t y

Clarice is generally a very happy person and like to make new friends. She gets passionate about topics that intrest her and will talk about them for hours on end. There is however another side to her. She can become very angry at small setbacks or roadblocks, she views any failure as her own and she hates being a failure. This isn't something she shows off and she tries to keep it repressed, but it comes out sometimes, and she can be mean and cruel to those around her, though she feels awful afterwards and attempts to make amends. Though she has her moments of emotional turmoil Clarice tries to look on the bright side of life and make the change she wishes to see in the world. Her hope is that one day she can invent a new spell that could change the world for the better.

》H i s t o r y

Clarice started life as Clarence, the only son of Marian and Daniel Meitner leaders of The Circle of Cosmos and younger brother of Christy Meitner, the best sister ever. From a young age Clarence was told that they were expected to do amazing things. Magic schooling and testing began very young, some of the earliest memories Clarence had were pf practicing magic. Not that it bothered Clarence, they were good at it, everything came naturally. They were praised and showered with affection because of this talent. Clarence liked the praise, they liked the attention from their parents, and so life continued.

Clarence was told that all magic was meant to be explored and that eventually all magic could be understood, if only we looked for the answers hard enough. Clarence liked talking about that with their mom and dad, they always got so excited and happy. They were all happy.

One day people arrived to take Clarence's father away. They said that he had done something wrong, but all he had done was magic. Why was that so bad? The people who took him, The Circle of ancients, had him tired, and found him guilty. They made the whole coven watch as they executed him, and Clarence watched their father die.

After that the magic lessons got harder, the punishment for failure more strict. Clarence didn't mind, it helped keep away thoughts of thier father. But Christy began to slip, and soon she fell behind. Clarence kept going. If they succeeded, maybe they could make their mom happy again. If they did well enough maybe she would be around more often. Sometimes it worked... most times it didn't.

As the years went by Christy and Clarence grew more distant, and when it came time Christy moved away, leaving Clarence alone with their mother. School and Magic practice became more and more difficult, more and more strenuous, but Clarence pulled through, succeeding like always, to make mother happy. Clarence went numb through the process, disassociating from the situation and forgoing emotion for efficiency and good grades. Eventually the schooling was done and it was time to choose a Coven and a profession, hardly a choice really. Clarence Joined The Circle of Cosmos and became an inter at a Cosmos lab near home. Then something happened that would change things forever. Christy sent Clarence a letter.

It was a simple letter, one just asking how things were going, if they were doing well, standard fare. The ending however is what caught clarences attention.


Clarence tried to put the thought of moving away out of their head, but it wouldn't leave. Eventually they heard a facility was being built near where Christy lived, either through coincidence or fate there was a chance. Clarence asked their mother to be transferred to the Ember Grove Cosmos Lab and after some convincing, it was approved. Clarence asked Chirsty of they could stay with her and Christy accepted, graciously. Clarence moved to Ember Grove and the two became roommates.

Living away from home was a shock to Clarence. There weren't the imposed rules of living in their mother's home. Clarence found that they had been so tightly wound without ever realizing. Slowly they began to unwind, and relax. One day, for fun Christy started to do put makeup on Clarence, who had become used to things like this quickly. When she was done Christy showed Clarence the result and to Clarence's surprise... they looked good. Clarence asked if they had a wig, then a dress. Soon Clarence was dressed entirely in Christy's clothes. That night, for the first time in a long time, they felt happy. So, Christy kept helping and Clarence kept learning who they were and then, eventually, they changed their name to Clarice.

It has since been a year and Clarice is more happy than she's been since she was small. No one but Christy and the lead Scientist at Cosmos Lab know. Christy won't tell anyone and the Lead has promised not to spill the beans either. She has rediscovered her love of Science and reasearch, she's not just doing it because she was told to anymore, but because it is what she wants to do. She has started to come to realizations that she was, and is still, angry. Angry at her mother, angry at the fact that she did nothing in retaliation for her father's death. Most of all, however, she was angry at The Circle of Ancients. She was angry at the Judge who gave the final order. She was angry at Maeve Brannigan.


》C o v e n
Clarice is in The Circle of Cosmos, while she is not the leader, her mother is.

》S k i l l L e v e l
Clarice is advanced, having been heavily trained in the application of magic both in the field and in the lab from a young age.

》S p e l l S p e c i a l i z a t i o n
Clarice is generally trained, if she specializes in anything its in researching and creating new spells or applications for magic.

》B a s i c s

Full name: Michael “Mike” Cooper
Age: 24
Date of Birth: December 17th
Gender: Male
Where are you from?: New York
Occupation: University student with a major in history and psychology. Bartender at trance.

》A p p e a r a n c e

Height: 6.2
Weight: 82 kg
Hair Color: Blond
Hair Length: Short
Skin Color: Caucacian
Eye Color: Green
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: None
Detail your werewolf form:



》R e l a t i o n s h i p s

Sexuality: Gay
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?:
Siblings' Status: Younger brother named Finn
Parents' Status: Jeremiah and Allysa Cooper, Alive
Pets:None
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 7
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 7

》I n t e r e s t s

Likes:
Three minimum.
✡History
✡Art
✡Literature
✡Classical music
Dislikes:
Three minimum.
✡Violence
✡His father
✡Pack/Clan/Coven politics
Hobbies:
Three minimum.
✡Playing the violin
✡Going out
✡Reading classic literature
Skills:
Three minimum.
✡Excellent bartender and expert at mixing cocktails
✡Highly intelligent
✡Extremely insightful and perceptive
✡ Excellent chess player

Additional Picture/Quote/etc Optional

》P e r s o n a l i t y
✡ Calm ✡ Patient ✡ Introverted ✡ Social ✡ Steadfast in his believes ✡ kind hearted

Where his younger brother is often described as a bouncing ball full of energy and erratic decision making, Mike on the other hand is always very calm and patient. He prefers to think things through rather than jumping into action on a whim.

Mike has a caring heart for anyone but especially for his younger brother. In a way, he’s more of a father to Finn than their father ever was. A role he adopted from an early age. Unlike his parents, Mike has the gift to truly connect with the people he chooses to engage with and to see what they need even when those people are still unaware of that need.

Mike is very steadfast in his beliefs and morality. He shuns violence and strongly believes that all groups could live together if they truly would put in the effort to set their differences aside. He ofter prefers to focus on the good aspects of persons even when they are buried deep below layers of pent up feelings and twisted morality.

》H i s t o r y

Mike is the eldest son of Jeremiah and Allysa Cooper and elder brother to Finn. Where his younger brother was a chaotic ball of endless energy Mike was a quiet and introverted kid who prefered activities such as reading and drawing where his younger brother would run around, climb trees, do sports and get into fights. Activities you’d expect from a boy.

In the eyes of Jeremiah, his eldest son Mike always lacked the masculine qualities a true pureblood male werewolf should possess. Despite his father never blatantly saying it out loud, Mike always knew he regarded him as a failure and an insult to the superior werewolf kind. He could simply see it in the eyes of his father and read it in between the lines of the words he spoke.

The older Mike got, the more he would get at odds with his father. When Jeremiah announced that he had made an arrangement to have Mike married to the daughter of another pureblood wolf family in New York he simply and calmly stated that he had no interest in girls. Needless to say that a huge fight broke out.

Eventually Mike decided to leave his parental house and pack in order to live on his own. He applied to Ember Grove University and moved to the small town far away from his father. Regardless of the distance, he always remained in close contact with his younger Brother Finn. Occasionally he would come back to New York to watch his younger brother fight in the ring.

The first year at Ember Grove university was a rather quiet one. Mike just lived his life as regular humans and no one ever found out that he was something more than his peers. However about four weeks ago his secret leaked out and information about him being a werewolf somehow got into the hands of Operation Humanity.

On his way back home from his side job as a bartender, Mike got confronted by Hunters of Operation Humanity. But rather than to fight, he offered to get along peacefully. Ever since that day, Mike is detained by Operation Humanity in their facility near Ember Grove.

》P a c k
Omega werewolf, used to be part of the Cooper pack back in New York.

》P u r e b l o o d?
Pureblood

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》 A p p e a r a n c e

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[ ⍚ ] Height: 5'3ft
[ ⍚ ] Weight: 40 kilograms
[ ⍚ ] Hair Color: Dark ash brown
[ ⍚ ] Hair Length: Past her hips
[ ⍚ ] Skin Color: Fair
[ ⍚ ] Eye Color: Ocean blue
[ ⍚ ] Tattoos: Night Order insignia at the back of her neck

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》 R e l a t i o n s h i p s

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[ ⍚ ] Sexuality: Heterosexual
[ ⍚ ] Relationship Status: Single
[ ⍚ ] Any pre-determined friends?: None aside from NPCs
[ ⍚ ] Siblings' Status: None
[ ⍚ ] Parents' Status: Deceased
[ ⍚ ] Pets: None
[ ⍚ ] How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 6
[ ⍚ ] How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 2

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》I n t e r e s t s

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Likes:
✡ Peace
✡ Tea
✡ Books
Dislikes:
✡ Wars
✡ Unnecessary bloodshed
✡ Violence
Hobbies:
✡ Chess
✡ Playing musical instruments
✡ Reading
Skills:
✡ Leadership
✡ Critical Thinking
✡ Multilingual
✡ Negotiating

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》P e r s o n a l i t y

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Veronika is a woman of few words. She speaks when she needs to, but she does not enjoy mindless chatter. She rarely talks about herself or her past, and if asked about it, your questions will fall on deaf ears. She always seems to have a distant look in her eyes, as if she is constantly pondering something or recalling better days. Despite her young physique, her eyes hold knowledge and wisdom, and it also shows in the way she carries herself.

Despite her aloof nature, Veronika does have a good heart. She will repay cruelty with kindness, and anger with calm. However, she is neither naive nor soft. The long years have hardened her, and she does not take lies and betrayal kindly. She is stern and unyielding when it comes to following rules and keeping order within the clan. She speaks kindly, but sometimes she might be hard – but fair.

Some might find her personality complex and unpredictable. She is both calculating and accepting, guarded and trusting. You never know which side of the coin you'll get. Nevertheless, Veronika's heart is in the right place. She has a strong sense of justice and is rather set on her ways. Because of this, it can be hard to reason with her or change her mind.

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》H i s t o r y

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Veronika Rose Cleveland, originally known as Valerius Easton, was born out of wedlock in Roman Britain — specifically the province of Britannia Superior — in the year 213 AD. Her mother was a provincial Roman woman and her father was a British governor. Interbreeding and inter-marriage were heavily frowned upon because of the social structure of Roman society, but they chose to brave the uncertainties when they found out they were expecting a child.

Veronika's childhood was not a peaceful one. War and violence was the norm. There was ongoing unrest, and the Roman Empire suffered from barbarian invasions and rebellions. In the year 228 AD, her father, Marcus Easton, attempted an uprising. They were immediately crushed by a troop composed of a few elite soldiers, known as the Legionaries, sent by the Roman Emperor. It was a mystery how a group of 30 was able to wipe out a military group composed of over 300 men. Sad to say, her father was sentenced to public execution that day, and his body was never returned. They never held a funeral.

After some time, rumors began to spread that the Roman Empire was secretly working with demonic forces – the supernatural. That would explain the power and formidable strength of their army. The Romans had conquered a vast empire that stretched from Britain all the way to the Middle East, and when the Romans had invaded Britain, their army took on armies 10 times their size, and they somehow reigned victorious. The suspicions only grew as the cases of night attacks across the provincial areas rose, with each one covered up as a wild-animal attack.

It was a fateful night when Veronika discovered the truth of their bloody existence. The emperor had ordered his Legionaries to execute every living relative of the rebels who were behind the recent uprising. Their home was attacked at predawn, and her mother was killed right infront of her very eyes. What frightened her the most was that these men didn't look like ordinary soldiers. They had bloodshot eyes, deadly claws, and sharp fangs. They looked feral. She watched in horror as one of them sunk their fangs into her mother's neck, dropping her lifeless body onto the ground after draining her of blood. Veronika was too stunned to even let out a scream.

At that moment, she was frozen still and unable to move her mouth or her limbs. Her entire body shook violently in fear as one of the younger soldiers walked towards her with a mischievous grin. "Young one, I'll let you live and leave you with a parting gift," he snarled, lunging at her and sinking his teeth into her neck. She screamed in the dead of the night, and everything went black.


When Veronika awoke after the attack, she had already turned. She could not recall how she completed her transition, but the next two weeks were filled with bitter suffering as she tried to control her hunger and heightened senses. She felt alone, and she didn't know who she was, or rather, what she was. There were several times where she had lost control and attacked unsuspecting humans, leaving her with so much guilt that she decided to hide herself away in the woods. Two days passed without feeding, and she started hallucinating and talking to herself. She eventually passed out from exhaustion.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on a bed in an unfamiliar place. A man she did not recognize offered her a goblet filled with blood, and she didn't waste a second as she greedily snatched it from his hand and drank. The man, who looked to be in his forties, soon explained that he had found her in the woods and took her to their manor. He assured her she was now safe, and that she was under the care of the apothecaries. They were an organization composed of local apothecaries who produced and sold medicine, which was direly needed during those violent times. Their organization was called as the A.A., short for Apothecary Association.

Not everything was at it seemed. The apothecaries had secrets. Their organization was comprised of both humans and vampires. The humans outweighed the number of vampires, as the vampires were mostly benefactors in exchange for refuge. The A.A. helped them create and polish their false identities so that they could blend into society much easier whilst still keeping a low profile. In addition, the medicine that the association produced also had one secret ingredient: a drop of vampire blood. It aided in the healing process, and it was the reason why their medicine was so widely sought after across the empire. Together, they quickly gained more recognition and amassed wealth throughout the years.

With the help of the vampires in the association, Veronika learned what it truly meant to be one. She was trained to fight, hunt, and feed without killing. She also learned how to control her new-found strength and senses. They taught her everything there was to know. Being at the young age of 15, she was quickly able to adapt to her new lifestyle. The organization was like a tight-knit family, and they continued to live like that for a couple years, helping each other out as well running apothecary business.

However, as the existence of vampires became more known to the public, the number of hunters also grew. There was a growing threat that loomed over them, and they no longer felt safe staying in one place for too long. The secret hunters organization had grown stronger as the years went by. They first started attacking lone vampires, mostly freshbloods, and then they started targeting small clans. As their numbers continued to grow rapidly in a short amount of time, they even began to hunt bigger clans. They surprisingly had good intel, which meant that they had eyes everywhere. No one could be trusted.

With this knowledge in mind, the vampires of A.A. packed up and left Britain shortly after the end of the Roman rule. Most of them went their separate ways, but Veronika, along with five other vampires, stayed together and moved from nation to nation, living different lives in each place they settled in. They stayed in touch with the A.A. and its heirs, branching out their apothecary business across the globe as they continued to amass a huge fortune whilst also recruiting more vampires. There was strength in numbers, and in order to fight against the threat of the hunters, they had to gain more power. As their numbers grew, Veronika founded the Night Order.


In the late 16th century, the Night Order founded the first pharmacy in Germany. They have long parted from their practice of creating drugs which contained vampire blood, instead, they relied on scientific revolution and applied research to produce more advanced medicine. They have come a long way, starting out as local apothecaries, building pharmacies, and eventually expanding from their traditional role to wholesale manufacture in the mid-1800s. This was the beginning of the modern pharmaceutical industry.

With the fortune they've amassed over the centuries and the connections they've made across the globe, the Night Order decided it was time to look for a more permanent settlement, a place they could call home. No more running. However, they knew it would be dangerous for the entire clan to settle in one place together. Their clan could be wiped out entirely if they were not careful of the Operation Humanity. So the founding members, along with their factions, decided to go their separate ways and settle in different parts of the world.

Veronika's faction traveled from Europe to South Carolina, where they found the town of Ember Grove. She purchased a huge plot of land right outside of town. She built a huge estate and mansion in the woods along Road 70, where her faction settled in. They've managed to keep a low profile throughout these years, disguising the mansion as a vacation home owned by a wealthy family from the east. The estate, as well as the forest that surrounded it, were privately-owned, so no one bothered to trespass.

After their settlement in Ember Grove, the founding members of the Night Order have since built several hospitals in Europe, America, and Asia, including the local hospital in Ember Grove. For this reason, they had a vast supply of blood bags, and they no longer needed to hunt. They also had consenting human employees who would let them feed if the occasion arose. That was rare.

Their biggest success was becoming the largest pharmaceutical company in the world. Their companies and businesses were spread apart and managed by the founding members and high-ranking members of the clan. They didn't have one pool fund. Instead, all properties and assets were divided equally among the founding members and distributed to their members. To this day, they continue to run and expand their business empire, creating connections and growing their numbers.

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》C l a n

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Veronika Rose Cleveland is the founder and leader of the Night Order.

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》P u r e b l o o d?

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Bitten.

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》Leader(s): Veronika Rose Cleveland and Charles Ainsworth (NPC)
》How radical: 08/10

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》History: Please refer to Veronika Cleveland's character sheet for complete details..

It all started when six vampires, Veronika included, left Britain in the late 4th century. Since then, they have been focusing on acquiring fortune and growing their numbers. The Night Order was officially founded in the late 6th century.

The Night Order started off as local apothecaries in Roman Britain, producing medicine and selling them to the empire and other health facilities. Medicine was direly needed during those times of war, so they quickly amassed fortune in the early years. After they fled Britain, they expanded their business across Europe, Asia, and the Middle East, eventually building the first pharmacy in Germany.

Business continued to go uphill from there. With the evolution of science, they were able to create more advanced medicine. They had come a long way, starting out as local apothecaries, building pharmacies, and eventually expanding from their traditional role to wholesale manufacture in the mid-1800s. This was the beginning of the modern pharmaceutical industry.

With the fortune they've amassed over the centuries and the connections they've made across the globe, the Night Order decided it was time to look for a more permanent settlement, a place they could call home. No more running. However, they knew it would be dangerous for the entire clan to settle in one place together. Their clan could be wiped out entirely if they were not careful of the Operation Humanity. So the founding members, along with their factions, decided to go their separate ways and settle in different parts of the world.

Veronika's faction traveled from Europe to South Carolina, where they found the town of Ember Grove. She purchased a huge plot of land right outside of town. She built a huge estate and mansion in the woods along Road 70, where her faction settled in. They've managed to keep a low profile throughout these years, disguising the mansion as a vacation home owned by a wealthy family from the east. The estate, as well as the forest that surrounded it, were privately-owned, so no one bothered to trespass.

After their settlement in Ember Grove, the founding members of the Night Order have since built several hospitals in Europe, America, and Asia, including the local hospital in Ember Grove. For this reason, they had a vast supply of blood bags, and they no longer needed to hunt. They also had consenting human employees who would let them feed if the occasion arose. That was rare.

Their biggest success was becoming the largest pharmaceutical company in the world. Their companies and businesses were spread apart and managed by the founding members and high-ranking members of the clan. They didn't have one pool fund. Instead, all properties and assets were divided equally among the founding members and distributed to their members. To this day, they continue to run and expand their business empire, creating connections and growing their numbers.

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》Goals:

The goal of the Night Order is to become power players in the economy. They need wealth, power, and influence in order to strengthen their clan and protect themselves from the threat of the hunters.

Their vision is to create a society where humans and vampires can live and roam freely without fear or prejudice. Veronika wants to build a sanctuary. A place for humans and vampires to live freely. In peace.

That dream was still nowhere near in sight, but Veronika had high hopes for the future. In addition, the clan is not tolerant of hunters and violent vampires alike. They will not hesitate to eliminate a threat when they see one, although they will always take the diplomatic approach first.

The Night Order keeps a low profile. Despite their large numbers across the world, the clan isn't so known as they've effectively integrated themselves into human society.

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Alignment: Lawful Good

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》B a s i c s

Full name: Elias Jonas Shepard
Age: 28
Date of Birth: 11/23/92
Gender: Male
Occupation: Bartender
Where are you from?: Georgia

》A p p e a r a n c e

Height:5'11
Weight: 160lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Hair Length: Short
Skin Color: Tanned
Eye Color: Blue
Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: A cross tattoo on his right bicep from his time as with The Holy Saviors. He wears a large cross around his neck and a Roman collar although he clearly isn’t a priest.

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》R e l a t i o n s h i p s

Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Any pre-determined friends?: None
Siblings' Status: Only child
Parents' Status: Alive but estranged
Pets: None
How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?: 8
How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?: 5

》I n t e r e s t s

Likes:
✡ A hot meal enjoyed with good company
✡ Music that really has something to say
✡ Smoking a cigarette on a quiet night while looking at the stars

Dislikes:
✡ Killing, even when it must be done
✡ The indoctrination of the young and otherwise ill-informed
✡ Hate, and what it does to a person, rotting them from the inside out

Hobbies:
✡ Conversing with strangers
✡ Drinking
✡ Searching for a meaning in a chaotic world

Skills:
✡ Combat, several years training and hunting, and even more years hunting animals have given him decent skills with your standard variety of weapons. He’s no longer fond of firearms and the only one he carries on him, a handgun, is his last resort if it comes down to a kill or be killed situation.

✡ Quick reflexes, a must have for anyone who goes looking for trouble, but he’s not exactly set for endurance, smoking since thirteen will leave you with shit lungs after all.

✡ His ability to relate to and empathize with others, he listens well, seeking to truly understand those he talks to. He keeps an open mind, tries to learn from others and allow them to learn from his mistakes, and he’d rather talk than fight any day of the week.

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》P e r s o n a l i t y

Eli’s personality has gone through radical changes in the past few years. A rebirth of sorts, and he emerged from the shell of an angry and hateful young man as someone who seeks to better understand the world and its people. He has a deep respect for things he took for granted, and the thing he respects the most is life. He his personality is still, in many ways, evolving, having spent much less time away from the cult known as The Holy Saviors than he did as one of its most loyal members. He is driven to become a better person by his guilt and shame of his former self, fiercely determined to put as much good into the world before his number’s up. All that’s left of his rage is directed at no one but himself, for the things he did and the mistakes he made. It’s the last piece of his former self that he can’t let go, because he knows the things he did, are unforgivable.

Outwardly Eli is kind and friendly, willing to help others and as generous as he can afford to be. He strives to stay open to new experiences and anything that can expand his world view and understanding, but he is slow to fully trust. His time in a cult has made him well aware how easy it really is to manipulate and deceive. If the road to hell is truly paved with good intentions then he knows he must be careful where his intentions lead him. For someone who gets such joy from meeting new people; listening to the stories they have to tell and experiences they have to share, he has trouble maintaining friendships. Partially because of his difficulties with trust and his tendency to move around a lot, but mostly due to his self-destructive behaviors and his belief that he doesn’t deserve real happiness.

The majority of what many people might mistake for courage comes from his self-destructive tendencies. Other lives are worth more than his, a grizzly fate is what he believes he deserves and to die in another’s place would bring him peace. Eli is neither closed off or guarded about his past, more than willing to share his past mistakes with those who push for details. If he can dissuade others from going down the same road, it’s more than worth sharing what they would learn in time anyhow. When he was young his faith in things was incredibly strong, but he lost that. If there exists a higher power, well the things he’s seen in this world do not make such a God worthy of worship. He holds nothing aside from life, and simple pleasures, as sacred anymore. The world is a dark and cruel place so he does what he can to feed the light.

》H i s t o r y

“If you’re looking for a tragic backstory to explain the things I’ve done, you won’t find one here. My choices, and mistakes, were all of my own doing. I laid down with dogs and now I’m covered in fleas.”

Raised by a pair of devote Catholics; his father a real fire and brimstone type preacher type, and his mother a cook at a run-down old dinner. He didn’t have much growing up but he had food and shelter and if you asked him, he’d say there are plenty who had a worse start than he. His father was a fan of harsh discipline and Eli was a wild child who grew up having to make his own fun. In essence, he got well acquainted with his father’s belt. When he was you his parents forced him into every church related activity they could. They were really hoping the whole ‘honor thy father and thy mother’ stuff would kick in but what really stuck was all the stuff about evil and righteous fury. His father’s church was very old school, similar in a lot of ways to the Holy Saviors. As a kid, and especially as a teen, Eli was full of rage. There was something comforting about an entire group of people, a whole congregation, who all knew they were better, and to be filled with righteous fury at those who were deemed wicked.

Eli and his father never got along, and at thirteen he left home and never went back. He bounced around through various towns, living in churches and homeless shelters, searching for something even though he wasn’t entirely sure what he was looking for. Eventually he ended up in Ember Grove, and met an incredibly enigmatic young priest, Father Xavier. From the moment they crossed paths Eli idolized the young preacher. He was passionate, so completely sure of every word he spoke, and drew lost souls to him like a righteous flame. The thing about being in a cult is you can’t see it until it’s too late, and once you’ve gone all in you become trapped. Eli devoted his time to doing nothing but serving The Holy Saviors. He helped build that group into what it is today, he recruited, he studied, and eventually he hunted and killed for them too. It wasn’t all hunting and murdering witches though, other members helped him to find what he thought was his way. They studied with him, helped him get his GED, they became like family to him. It wasn’t hard to kill when he thought he was doing Gods work and he was so enraptured by Father Xavier that the preacher’s truth was the only thing he could see.

Eli devoted a large part of his free time to the study of scripture with Father Xavier, becoming a part of his inner most circle. He planned to go to seminary school, become a priest as well, and to help lead alongside his mentor. He took classes at the university in Ember Grove, majoring in philosophy and while he started towards seminary school, he never took his vows. Things changed when he and some others were sent after a coven. Except instead of a coven they found a family. Killing adults weas one thing, but to slaughter children, even witch children, was a horror he had not expected. Doubt set in. How could he be on a righteous path if this is where it led, watching a man who he thought spoke for God, gun down a child. He did everything he could to convince himself it was justified, and thought of leaving the behind the only place that had truly felt like a home was terrifying.

Somehow, he found the strength to draw a line when it came to what he could be asked to do. He no longer found himself worthy of priesthood, if this was what God demanded then he longer wished to submit, and if it wasn’t then he was certainly no righteous man. He left Ember Grove, leaving behind those he thought of as family, a place that welcomed him with acceptance, and every deeply ingrained belief he held about the world. He tried to see more of the world than the small corner he knew and tried to learn more about the creatures he hunted. The painful truth became evident, he found no evil in the majority of witches, at least none that did not exist in the average person. Hunting down vampires and werewolves proved just as complex. There was no easy way to tell the difference between good and evil in the world. So, for a time he gave it all up, even faith itself. Eli believed in nothing, he resigned himself to drink himself to death and ignore every ugly truth about the world.

As hard as he tried to ignore it, he saw evidence of people being slaughtered by creatures and creatures whose deaths were caused by hunters. Guilt of being nothing more than a bystander to the bloodshed he’d once been such a willing participant in, set in and that guilt ate at him. He couldn’t do nothing, and there was no going back to what he’d been before, and so Eli became something new. He knew that his first step had be returning to Ember Grove, the place where he had done the most damage, a place where creatures of all kinds were drawn. The Roman collar that hangs heavy around his neck serves as his reminder, of all things he won’t do, the terrible mistakes he’s made, and of his new calling, a promise to do what he can to preserve life. This is his form of atonement though he knows that there is no grand redemption from his crimes. If there is a soul, he knows his is far too tarnished to be clean again. All he can do now is put as much good back into the world to offset some of the evil he put into it.

Now Eli hunts by his own rules, he can no longer see the world in black and white, there’s too much gray everywhere, and he knows it’s not always as clear as creatures bad, people good. He’s encountered far too many sacks of shit who call themselves people and a good number of supernaturals who don’t even seem capable of doing the things he’s done. So, he only goes in for the kill when he’s sure, sure that the thing he’s hunting is killing. Being a vigilante is not as cracked up as he once thought it would be, but he can’t go back now, can’t know what’s out there and do nothing. However, there’s plenty of days though, were he questions if doing something is just as bad. Even with the rules he set up for himself, only killing things he knows are dangerous, it still eats at him. How can judge he monsters when he’s a monster himself?

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》G r o u p

Unaffiliated and while he’s willing to work with others, Eli isn’t going to let anyone command him to kill ever again.

》P r e f e r r e d W e a p on (s)

A Barretta 9mm handgun serves as his last resort and he prefers it in its holster than in his hand. He has a collection of UV, silver, and regular bullets. He also carries with him a powerful UV flashlight, his vampire deterrent knowing they can get pretty hungry at times, as well as silver coated brass knuckles in his pocket for frisky werewolves. When actively hunting something across his back he carries a combat machete.

》C o m b a t S k i l l s
✡ He does okay in a fist fight but is by no means a brawler. He’s quick and scrappy, relying on improvising and ending things quickly.

✡ Tenacity, he doesn’t give up, and fights without any fear of death.

✡ When it comes down to it, Eli is a good shot, and he doesn’t scare easily.

》W e a k n e s s e s

✡ Smoking habit’s done a lot to lessen his endurance.

✡ Not much in the way of brute strength when compared to supernaturals and even other hunters.

✡ Extreme reluctance to kill.

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》I n t e r e s t s

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