[CHAR] Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

[Hopeless Swan]

First Name: Brigid Siobhán
Nickname: Siobhán (Shiv-awn)
Gender: Female
Species: Daughter of the Faerie Queen and Celtic Goddess Áine
Personality: Much like her mother Brigid or Siobhán as she prefers to be called, she is quite joyful and empathetic to most people that she knows. She is very shy at first and doesn't warm up to strangers very quickly. However, with those she already knows she is quite warm and happy. She does have a somewhat calming aura around her that makes people drawn to her.
Hobbies: Gardening, Herbalism, Studying permaculture/self-suffiency, spending time outdoors
Abilities:
Glamour - Siobhán can change her appearance as well as hide herself from fully human people. Anyone of supernatural origins or children of deities can see her regardless though. This is an ability that she does have full continuous control over.

Nature's Call - Siobhán loves being in the outdoors, she cannot stay indoors for extended periods of time. Absolutely no more than twenty-four hours at a time. Any longer and she will become quite ill. Outdoors she is slightly stronger than the average human and she also has an innate connection to animals, especially wildlife. She does have somewhat of a connection to plants but its not nearly as strong as the one to animals. She can even "speak" to animals in a way. They understand her intent.

Summer's Touch - This is a sort of latent ability, Siobhán in her true form literally glows. She looks as if she is lit from within by the sun itself. She is also quite warm to the touch, she can increase this head quite rapidly if she wishes to do so. More than enough to burn but it takes significant levels of energy to do so. She smells of fresh summer air, flowers, and she nearly always has a a bright twinkle like the sun in her eyes.

Faerie Magick - This is Siobhán's only true active ability so to speak. She can do small magicks currently. She still requires power words and draws heavily on the natural magick around her as she does not have much stored magick of her own as of yet. The older she gets the more magick she will gather, practicing will also help build magick. Too much magick and she gets very ill and it begins with nose bleeds.
Extra: Siobhán cannot tell lies much like other faeries. She also, more often than not, is in the company of a coyote she calls Cahal

[Lemons]

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First Name: Jacqueline

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Surname: Brake

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Nickname: Jackie, Sunny

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Gender: Female

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Age: 21

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Species: Jackie is the daughter of Sól, the ancient Norse personification and goddess of the sun.

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Personality: Jacqueline is a sly, mischievous girl who always has a smile on her face and an easy laugh and joke available. She's never been the type to stay down, and is quite adept at bouncing back from injury, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. Her bubbly enthusiasm is infectious. She's not stupid—actually, she's rather intelligent—but she's often perceived as such because of her bouncy personality. Underneath that happy-go-lucky exterior, though, there's a bit of a tragic figure. She grew up without her mother. She has vague memories of her from when she was very little, and she remembers a radiant, golden-blonde figure, practically glowing, looking at her with intense pride in her orange-crimson eyes. Past that, there's almost nothing but a feeling of absence. She feels cheated. Despite knowing that her mother has the whole "keep-the-sun-moving" responsibility, she's constantly frustrated, and if prodded sufficiently, is prone to outbursts of anger.

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Hobbies: Jackie likes hiking, especially when doing so involves mountaineering. She likes flying in planes too. Anything that gets her closer to the sun. She's also taken up amateur blacksmithing, occasionally frequenting the forge usually kept on hand for children of Hephaestus or Vulcan.

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Abilities: As the daughter of Sól, Jackie has the ability to manipulate solar fire. First, it's worth mentioning that her abilities are significantly more powerful when she's outside, especially if the weather is clear and it's daytime. Her most common usage of her control over the sun's heat is simply utilitarian. As someone who's never been much of a fighter, she usually uses it simply to light fires, or to light up the area around her. In fact, her dorm is lit with a constant toroid of solar light that hovers in the small fireplace. On the occasion she does have to use her abilities more offensively, she'd probably do it in one of two different ways, depending on the circumstances. If she were inside, she would simply conjure fire around her hands and/or feet, resorting to hand-to-hand combat. Outside, however, and especially during the day, she's able to call down narrow beams of concentrated solar heat and light, scorching the earth in a circle that caps out at about two feet in diameter. The larger it is, the more readily she becomes exhausted, and she's unable to do this more than a few times in a row if she uses larger beams. She'd seldom have to; they are almost unimaginably hot, far more so than an ordinary fire.

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Extra: It's worth mentioning that she's unable to have a roommate, unless there are certain extenuating circumstances. See, she's unable to sleep—or function well at all, actually—in the dark, and so her room is consistently bright, no matter what. Even if the power goes out, it's still light with sunfire. She becomes very fatigued if it remains overcast for more than forty-eight hours in a row. She's kinda like a solar battery; her energy level is dependent on exposure to sunlight, so most of the time, she's outside and active unless it's raining. Then she's inside, sunning herself (pun intended) in front of her lighting installation. Finally, she prides herself on her eyes; they look just like her mother Sól's.

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[medalliah]

Hayley

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First Name: Hayley
Surname: Has had many surnames - Smith, Kingsley, Ringwood, Horish to name a few. Her original surname was Williams
Nickname: Nobody has given her one yet
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: She has been placed with the children of Hermes.

Secret real specie

She is actually the daughter of Hades, God of the Underworld.

Personality: Hayley is a mixture of things - she can be kind, and sweet to those who are kind to her. She also is prone to bursts of anger, and can be very nasty and hurtful. Even violent at times. However, she's truthfully just lonely. Having grown up going from foster home to foster home, she's never had a real family nor any friends, which left her with a lack of trust.

Backstory

Hayleys original mother, Anne, was a showgirl at one of the most famous Las Vegas casinos. She made a good living, being both popular and pretty. On one of her holidays abroad, to Greece, she accidentally stumbled across an entrance to the Underworld. Using her wit and her looks, she managed to convince the man she met to let her go - and Hades was more than happy to enjoy a bit of fun with the women. After she escaped, and after a very uncomfortable flight back, she discovered she was pregnant.

Worst case scenario. When the baby was born, she named her Hayley...then gave her away to her sister, who was unable to have children. However, Hayley always had a bad feeling about her, and soon even Annes sister wanted nothing to do with her. From then, she bounced from Foster home to Foster home. Always someone who wanted to 'redeem' her, and always they failed. She fell in with the bad crowds, the aura of dread that radiated off her both brought her protection and suffering depending on how others reacted.

She was discovered by the principal of the University, who quickly spotted what she was and took her in. Hiding that she was a child of Hades due to how many would react, she was told to hide her past and pretend to be a child of Hermes - the man had so many children across the world, it was an easy lie.

She really didn't fit in though - and found herself isolated again.

Hobbies: Hayley loves to go underground, cave exploring. She's also got a fascination with motorbikes, even owning one at one point. She's quite intelligent, and reads a lot - usually in the dark where nobody can see her.
Abilities:

• Hayley can manipulate Earth - she isn't great at using it at the moment, and cannot do it for long, however she can use the Earth to fight for her and has done in the past
• Hayley can sense the spirits and ghosts of the dead - they respond to her depending how they feel (sometimes relieved, sometimes afraid). She can communicate with them, but is still learning the language of the dead
• Hayley gives off a feeling of dread, as if Death itself was just around the corner. She cannot control this - and the feeling is increased if she is scared or excited
• Hayley is able to see in the dark quite well - especially underground, where she feels at home

Extra: Hayley is terrified of both flying and the ocean. She also warm to the touch, growing hotter if she is angry. Nobody at the school except the principal and the chosen few tasked to look over her know who her real parents are -

extra

Children of Hades are very rare - there hasn't been another for a very long time, and they often have an extremely bad reputation as both bad children, and bad luck.

[kagethekiller]

First Name: Ashlin

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Surname: Ramiel

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Nickname: Ash

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Age: 19

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Gender: Male

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Species: Demi-God, son of Morpheus.

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Personality: Ash tends to stick to himself when he can, finding groups overwhelming, he never had many friends espescially not after his abilities started showing up. Most of the time he has his face shoved into some old book as this tends to keep most people from approaching him unnecessarily. He almost constantly looks like he hasn't gotten enough sleep though he never looks worn out or tired.

Ash tries his hardest to stay out of trouble but can't seem to keep is opinions to himself at times. He has a rather high I.Q. but doesn't like to flaunt it over others. He grew up in a foster home but was turned out, after his abilities started going haywire, and was forced to live on the street. He never knew either of his parents until he was 16 when his father appeared in one of his dreams.

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Appearance: He has long black hair usually pulled back and is of a slender build. He generally dresses in all black and wears a beanie of some sort. His eyes shine in a prismatic way, looking like gleaming jewels in the light, and flashing diffrent colors depending on if his mood is strong enough.

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Hobbies: Reading, video games, martial arts and free running.

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Abilities:

Dream Walking: Can enter into other people's dreams and slightly effect them. Works strongest on those nearest him.

Dream Inducing: Can cause others to dream what he wants them to.

Lethargy: Can cause people to grow tired and fall into a day dream like state.

Mind Manipulation: Can cause people to see visions and perceive feelings. Those are the limits of this ability as of yet.

Shapeshifting: Can his appearance as he sees fit. He's attempted animals but can't seem to hold the form for very long.

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Extra: Can't fully control all of his abilities and often falls asleep without warning.

[Blazion]

Alena Rurik

First Name: Alena

Surname: Rurik

Nickname: N/A

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Species: Daughter of Aphrodite

Appearance: Ever since she was a girl Alena was always the tallest amongst her peers, and while puberty should’ve averaged this instead she hit the king of growth spurts that placed her taller than nearly every woman – and many men. Alena presently stands at a towering six foot three inches, and despite her athleticism Alena’s tall frame gives her a certain awkward, lean look that would probably appear unhealthy were it not for the toned muscle packed onto her body. Further she appears rather pale for such an active girl, though not in a ghostly white fashion, due solely to the fact Alena has the tendency to burn rather than tan. Marked on this light skin are freckles speckled across the bridge of her nose and cheeks, a hint of them on her arms.

Personality: Most people who meet Alena would describe her as a giant puppy; all big paws and sparkling eyes with a toothy grin that radiates excitement. She’s the type of person to roll out of bed in the morning bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to face the day, and greet every bleary eyed passerby along the way. In truth when she was younger it used to be easy to be nearly grating with her enthusiasm, but as she passed puberty it seems people were more often soothed by her than anything. It’s disconcerting to the demi-god, and lately she’s found herself focusing more on her own training in an attempt to brush off the new developments. Of course, that has danger in itself since Alena can also be ... oblivious. Nothing ruins your day like a couple hundred pounds of muscle absently plowing into you while jogging. More than that? She’s found herself being jealous of others. What Alena has worked so hard for, her strength, is amazing as a mortal; as a demi-god, compared to those with actual godly strength inherited without having to ever work out in their life? It’s nothing, and has become a dark spot on her otherwise astonishingly open person.

Hobbies: Although it’s probably more than just a hobby at this point, Alena is highly vested in weightlifting – with a focus on dead lifts. It’s what she’s best at, though it’s not unusual to find her doing other athletic activities as well; pick up games of numerous sports, running in the morning, and she has a fondness for swimming. Alena also used to be able to play the piano, but is rather rusty at it by now.

Abilities: Unlike her many half-siblings Alena does not possess otherwordly beauty, nor even traditional beauty from her mother’s blood. What she did inherit was the ability to entice, charm, and even seduce others, but rather than a combination of looks and disarming manner Alena’s seems to be related to her tongue. Like her mother Alena can melt the defenses of men and women alike with words that seem to drip with honey, even though they may not be as polished as the Goddess’. Once the mental walls are open it’s almost easy to convince someone if she so desires it, or more benevolently to empathize with them. While it was much harder on those with high willpower, since joining Riverswell she’s found it’s also not as easy to do unintentionally with the children of other gods and goddesses compared to mortals, which is a small relief at least.

Extra: Unlike many other demi-gods she takes after her human parent in most aspects that aren’t otherwordly, from her build to her mannerisms. The latter could be due to having absolutely no memories of her mother, though she has met one of her half-siblings – a model, go figure, who at first wasn’t convinced she had the right person. That happens a lot. Her English can be awkward at times due to not being her first langauge, and lastly she’s also so far in the closet she’s visiting Narnia.

Rodeo Colton

First Name: Rodeo [the fifth]

Surname: Colton

Nickname: Colt

Gender: Male

Species: Naga

Appearance: Colt is built solidly, perhaps not as defined as some of his more athletic peers but having solid tanned muscle from daily hard work and handling animals. His hands are calloused and rough, hair a dirty blonde that’s slightly darker along his jaw, and has russet brown eyes. His nose is just slightly crooked from being broken twice, but it’s not glaring. Especially considering his most eye-catching feature is that he’s half snake. Colt’s entire lower body, from just below his abdomen, is a very large snake tail, long enough to coil underneath him to rest on. His ‘snake species’ appears to be a mix, having the pale underbelly and vivid dark blue of a blue racer, but the black diamond pattern along his spine akin to a diamondback rattlesnake. His tail is the thick constrictor build of the former, but at the very end of his tail the underside of some of the scales appears to be hollow and makes the distinctive rattling sound when shook – which he does often. His two canine fangs are elongated and hollow similar to needles, sticking out passed his bottom lip a good inch and a half, and his tongue is thick like a human’s but forked at the very tip. Lastly the diamond pattern of black scales along his tail doesn’t just cover his tail, but the scales continue up the human portion of his spine right to the nape of his neck and cover his eyes in the same ‘mask’ pattern as a blue racer, with blue scales splattered along his shoulders, back, and where his torso starts to change to tail.

Personality: The most consistent thing about Colt is that he’s quiet, but not for any reason related to being shy. More than anything Colt is a fellow that prefers observing, a talent grown from watching over animals most of his life where a raised voice can easily startle them, and partially from his species’ feral tendencies to pick out the small movements of rodents and songbirds. However just because he’s quiet doesn’t translate to Colt being a pushover. He’d buckle down and do a job no one else wants out of a sense of duty, but trying to force him to do something is a lost cause for the stubborn naga. Pushing too hard is often what gets him more vocal – usually swearing. It’s not uncommon for him to linger on arguments because of how hard it is to anger him, and often long after it’s done Colt can be found slithering around his room muttering to himself and tail rattling. Good luck getting him to forget that argument, or grudge. On the opposite side of the spectrum, Colt is very good at caring for others, be they animal or human. In truth though while Colt doesn’t prefer the company of animals over humans, he finds them a lot less complicated at the very least.

Hobbies: Horseback riding [on only the absolute largest of horses now that he’s grown, and only from his family's horses]. Blacksmithing [primarily horseshoes or repairing, but dabbles in making custom gear/pieces needed for his riding]. Swimming. Basking in the sun.

Abilities: Aside from being half snake as a naga he has abilities relating both to being a snake and the more mythical aspect of his species. His fangs are elongated, hollow, and produce venom – said venom is fairly potent. A fighting bite from him would start causing dizziness and weakness within five minutes, with increasing symptons of numbness, vomiting, and difficulty breathing until it would kill an adult within three and a half hours absolute maximum. Oddly enough his venom when made into an anti-venom blankets a wide range of snake venom it can counter, not just rattlesnakes. Colt is stronger than an average human by a decent amount, and when his tail coils around an object he can constrict and crush many things easily. Meanwhile on the naga side of his heritage he can hold his breath for an extended period of time due to being a creature of water, up to four minutes, and has mild shapeshifting. Mild due to the fact he can only shapeshift the scales on his upper body and his fangs invisible, and his tail into human legs – however Colton also has absolutely no idea how to handle human legs due to usually slithering, and as a such has a wheelchair for use if he needs to interact with humans.

Extra: Carries a small vial of his own anti-venom on a chain around his neck, and always keeps a few spare vials refrigerated at home. Always requests a ground room due to his trouble with stairs. One horse in particular on his family’s ranch is his – he was young when he named the mare ‘Sunshine Smiles’. Secretly likes Brokeback Mountain but doesn’t mention it since people always make jokes due to his family’s profession.

[Taytay]

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First Name: Ebbo
Surname: Rayner
Nickname: Ray, Raybo, Ebby
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Demigod-Son of Odin

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Personality: Ebbo is a independent young man, who is not one for rules. He likes to follow his own self made path and do things his way. Ebbo can be stubborn at times, but the sight of rules and regulations make him sick, this is one of his biggest flaws but one of his best traits. His determination and hard work ethic drive him to prove he was right and his way is best. This gave Ebbo the skill to learn to do something, and do it right the first time. Outside of this Ebbo is a great friend, not the most social, and will have your back the whole way just make sure you don't ask his opinion on things he won't sugarcoat it. Ebbo would much rather spend his time alone, in a book or gaming then trying to make hurt himself making friends.

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History: In all 19 years of life, Ebbo Rayner has been the pet project of his father Odin. When he was born he was left to his mother, she taught him how to be a man, right form wrong, and how to treat a lady (or man if he was into that, she doesn't judge). His father had a tendency to pop from time to time and mess things up for their little unit. When he was 5 Odin stole him away in broad daylight for 3 years, dropping him all around the world with different teachers saying he needed to "toughen up". When he turned 16 Odin forced him to endure a "spiritual death and rebirth" to awaken his inner shaman (it was nothing compared to Odin's hanging on the world-tree for nine days and nights, but it still hurt). In Ebbo's 18th year Odin gave him a nice brand the night before his high school graduation. Safe to say Ebbo and his father don't have much of a relationship outside of his visits. Odin is also the one who is sending him to Riverswell Estate & University, to "further his training."

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Hobbies:

• Reading
• Learning
• Traveling
• Camping
• Gaming

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Abilities: Being the son of the Warrior-Shaman Odin, a war god, a poet, the chief of the Aesir deities, is a lot to live up too. Ebbo inherited the Shaman way from his father, he was forced to endure the "spiritual death and rebirth" at a young age so he could unlock his ability to use runes. Runes are magically-charged Germanic alphabet that can be used in many different ways. Runes are charged with magical energy and the word becomes alive. Ebbo stays away from the more complex spells that involve multiple runes, and simply uses runes to summon and control the elements and on the occasion mess with others. Runes are a gods magic though, so when he uses them he never really has control or immunity over what he summons, fire still burns and ice still freezes.

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Extra:

• Ebbo is a great swords man, courtesy of his father.
• When he went through his "spiritual death" he became spiritually linked with bears, owls, and cats. H has a pet cat named Cheshire.
• He has a tattoo and a brand, one is a bear on his back and the brand is on his right pectoral and was left by his father.

[Alfhedil]

Devi Kaur

Devi Kaur, Foremost Servitor of Jagannath

Appearance

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First Name: Devi
Surname: Kaur
Nickname: Vi
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Species: Demigod, Daughter of Jagannath(in the forms of Jagabandhu "Friend of the Universe", Dāruēdabatā "The Wooden God")

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Personality: As the daughter of Jagannath, primarily in the form of Jagabandhu, Devi is a compassionate and empathetic person, though oftentimes reserved and timid. She is not one to shy away from anyone in need and is quick to make friends while being slow to anger and far more forgiving than one would think. That part of her she believes favors her father's lineage as the "Friend of the Universe", in that as she was taught by her village, Jagannath has compassion for all including those that wish ill upon him, and that forgiveness is deserved by all. In that, while she may not be the most forward or out-going person of any group, she stands out for her willingness to help and befriend even the most awkward of outcasts.

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Hobbies: Vi has few activities she can truly call a hobby, as she has been primarily driven by the needs and well-being of her village, but she does draw more than a little pleasure from those few. Of note is her love for horticulture, something she was quite well known for among the circle of villages back in Eastern India. Flowers and herbs are her specialty in that regard, ornamental and exotic ones strike a particular chord with her with their vibrant colors and natural aesthetics. When she wasn't tending her garden or assisting others however, she would often simply go on long walks through the banyan forest or make a trip to Calcutta to peruse the markets.

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Abilities:

- Child of the Forest: An ability she has had since she was very young, Devi has an intrinsic connection to the natural energies of the world and with focus can manipulate them as well. Even without a concerted effort, plants near her become more vibrant and lively than before, her presence a boost of vitality. With ease she can gently coax life into withered ones as well, restoring them and even leaving them with a lingering aura. Most obvious effect of this ability that anyone could see from first glance however, is the way flowers simply blossom around her, surrounding her with the beauty of the natural world.

- The Wooden Princess: Taking on the image of her father, Dāruēdabatā The Wooden God, she can create and direct the growth of trees to a limited extent. Most prominently is the ability to create barriers of wood from the earth or vegetation, which can help her protect others, or the creation of thin layers of bark across her entire body when she feels physically threatened. The latter is something she still has no direct control over, though she has had moments where she could manifest it without danger.

- Akashic Intuition: While she cannot claim to truly be the inheritor of her father's legacy quite yet, Devi still has a connection to him that enables her to learn far faster than any normal human. This primarily comes into play when dealing with languages, in that she can learn nearly any language simply by listening to enough words. There's still a fair learning curve when it comes to actually speaking them, but for her all it takes is a little bit of practice and more exposure to the language. To a lesser extent she can learn instruments and other skills, but she has often been told that when it comes to anything musical she has "wooden fingers".

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Extra: It should be noted for anyone that can sense life energy, that Devi Kaur's life force is almost blinding in the immensity of it to the point that often enough other people will be obscured by her mere presence. This comes from her connection to the natural forces of the world, where she is almost always in tune with the trees and other plants around her. No one should be adversely affected by this since it isn't actually tampering with anyone else's aura.

- Tattoo of the Jagannath icon across her back and sanskrit denoting the 64 Bhairava surrounding it in a symmetrical pattern.

[CMDR Melander]

Saranja

First Name: Saranja

Surname: (of) Pelasgia

Nickname: Seer, Hooves

Gender: Female

Species: Satyr (Descendant of Ophion/Pelasgus)



Personality:
Saranja is a descendant of the original Pelasgians, the people born from Ophion when Eurynome ripped out his teeth and cast - from his teeth sprang Pelasgus, the first man. He carried the power of creation, and taught man crafts and art. Thousands of years down the line, with blood being passed through the ages, the blood of the Pelasgians finds itself in a young satyr girl. Similar to Ophioneus before her, she was born with the power to see into the future, as well as the innate ability to 'glamour' and hide her more identifying features.

Unfortunately, with such a useful (yet often elusive ability), as she aged, she found her eyes became worse and worse at seeing in the present, until eventually she woke one day to find herself blind, her eyes working fine when viewing what she wished to see in the future, but never showing her what she wanted, and never allowing her to see the now. Because of this, she finds herself often fixing herself on the future, and caring less about what might happen in front of her, her Achilles heel, as it were. She can come off dire, and serious when her visions slight her, though more often than that she is kind, if apathetic. She enjoys the company of people, though can often decide on if she likes them or not by viewing them in the future, to different amounts of success and failure...

Hobbies:
Pelasgus originally gave man the tools to farm, the tools for agriculture. As such, Saranja enjoys gardening. She likes the feel of dirt on hooves and the knowing, if not the actual view of flowers blooming. She takes great pride in it, and 'cheats' by viewing things that are very often difficult to change, such as the weather or the seasons, knowing what to plant when.

She also enjoys poetry and the arts, particularly Oscar Wilde, Emily Dickinson and anyone in the romantic era, like Coleridge. She also has a soft spot for music, Classical in particular, she loves Chopin and Rachmaninoff, and can get curmudgeon quickly when her listening time is interrupted.

Abilities:
+ Clairvoyance: While Saranja can see into the future, what she in fact is viewing, is one possible future. Like a pool of water that shifts into several different streams, she only follows one path at a time. It differs, and the acts of people (and herself, when she chooses), change the future she sees. This makes her sight very unpredictable and at times, unreliable.

+ Strength: Satyrs are strong and durable creatures, and she is no exception. She is able to carry large weights with ease, walk long distances without issue and, should she wish to, strike with force. She is unlikely to do the latter, as a pacifist.

- Blindness: A blind-seer, she lacks vision and while she can often make up for it and cheat with her clairvoyance, it isn't the same as real sight, and leaves her slow to act and move until she's sure.

Extra:
While the Pelasgians were also known for being brave and expert warriors as written by Homer in the Iliad, Saranja has yet to truly try her hand at combat, a difficult task when you can't see your opponent in front of you, though she might just yet surprise people.

[Stitches]

First Name: Abigail
Surname: Chadling
Nickname: Abi
Gender: Female
Species: Demi-Goddess, Daughter of Celtic Deity Epona

Personality: An extroverted asshole. Abigail typically makes friends fast and often, but she's just as quick to judge and if she doesn't like you, she will make it known. Frequently. Abigail speaks her mind regardless of who she's with or what her situation is and doesn't seem to care much about getting into trouble. Whilst verbally aggressive, Abigail avoids physical fights whenever possible. Gain her trust and she'll be a loyal friend. Abigail is quite the hypocrite, often questioning the sensibility of other people's actions whilst going out and doing stupid things herself. She has a short attention span to go with her short temper and her inquisitive nature borders on nosiness. Luckily, her stubbornness knows no bounds.

Hobbies: Gardening, Horse Riding, Gym, Going out with friends

Abilities:
- Horse 'Whisperer': ANY member of the Equidae Family is flat out obsessed with Abigail. This means that any horse, donkey or zebra that spots Abigail will gallop over and not leave her alone until she's out of their eyesight. On the plus side, it means Abigail can easily play and ride these animals, but there have been incidents of broken stables and fences.

- Feet of Fertility: The ground where Abigail walks barefooted will spring into life, regardless of its condition. Mosses and weeds will sprout up on the concrete, or mould and fungus on the bathroom tiles. It's becoming a bit of a biohazard.

- Packmule: Abigail is capable of carrying much heavier loads than usual...provided they're in some sort of backpack or bag.

- Harvest Hands: Whenever Abigail picks a plant like a flower, it will immediately grow and bloom in her hand. Most crops she pulls out of the earth become fully mature and ready to eat. This spell only works if the plant is actually plucked from the earth and unable to continue growing naturally due to the fact Abigail ripped it out.

Extra: Can't swim. Fears drowning.