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HAWTHORNE ACADEMY
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PREMISE

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This is a supernatural, school slice of life roleplay set within Hawthorne Academy in the highlands of Scotland. Players will control the supernatural students of this academy, immersing themselves in this dark academia setting. Most characters will be a vampire, werewolf or witch/wizard - but I am open to the existence of other supernaturals, so long as these are run by me and they fit within the grounded setting we're shooting for. Fundamentally, we want to collaboratively create a world and characters that we all enjoy.

Players will have the choice to investigate a growing number of supernatural murders and disappearances, or to focus more on the slice of life elements for their own characters.

Nevertheless, there will always be a plot in the background moving gradually forward - and it will have consequences for us all.

To emphasise, the focus of this roleplay is NOT on our supernatural powers. It is first and foremost a slice of life, and focused on storytelling and building character relationships.

THE SUPERNATURAL WORLD

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History

“The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing the world that he did not exist.”

For as long as humans have existed, the supernaturals have lived alongside. They have been the shadows in the dark, the distant howls, the village mystics and more. Many human myths and godhoods are attributed to supernatural beings that once walked among them, posing as deities or divine beings to further their own wealth and power. Others were merely monsters, inspiring the frightening tales of bogeymen that persist to this day. Most fall broadly under three distinct species - Werewolves, Vampires, or those Witches and Wizards gifted with innate magical abilities. Other species do exist, such as the isolated Merfolk that live beneath the oceans, but these are far fewer in number. None know the true origin of supernaturals, and most tend to have their own theories.

In the earliest days of recorded history, there was no coexistence between supernaturals. Vampires fought among themselves and with others, Werewolves stalked the forests for prey, and the magical embedded themselves within primitive civilisations offering miracle cures and potions. This was to change at the Moot of the Star and Moon, taking place at what is now known as Stonehenge in human society, some 5000 years ago. This was a gathering of supernaturals from all corners of the known world, arranged by the powerful magic of ancient wizards. What was intended to be the beginning of peaceful coexistance, to learn and live alongside one another, descended into a terrible battle between Fang and Wolf - though none can be sure of which side was to blame. The ferocious fighting between Vampires and Werewolves has created a hatred and mistrust between both that exists still. Families on both sides still oft recall massacres and great misdeeds committed by the other.

There are no truly accurate records for how the war unfolded, only that it lasted for a thousand years until the establishment of the Academies when wizard-kind finally intervened with their powerful magic. The function of these Academies was twofold - to ensure supernatural cooperation by taking all supernatural children on their 18th birthday for a term of at least six years, to learn and live among one another. Additionally, they function as centres for supernatural law and enforcement - with each Academy being responsible for a region of the known world. Hawthorne Academy, nestled in the highlands of Scotland, was the first of these to be established and is considered the most influential and prestigious. It is responsible for all Europe.

All of this is now ancient memory, and the Academies have been a fact of life for supernaturals for thousands of years. No Vampires, even, are said to still live from the days of the terrible war.

But, recently, this ancient peace has been disturbed. Prominent supernaturals have vanished. Ancient tombs have been defiled, artefacts stolen. The cause? None can be sure, but there is unease among the Academies. Something terrible is to come.

Supernaturals

Vampires

"And everybody dreams about vampires; we grow up dreaming about them. They're the first and worst monster that lives under everybody's bed."

Vampire

Vampires are among the most feared supernatural beings. They are apex predators, confident in their powers and strength. Ancient Vampire families trace back their lineages to the first days of Supernaturals, with the oldest families being considered the most prestigious - and many, it is said, consider themselves the rightful rulers of both supernatural and humankind. Many Vampire families have greath wealth, accumulated over the course of human history, though they tend to remain out of the spotlight and instead manipulate humankind from the shadows. They often live among humans in major cities.

They alone command the power of immortality, and generally cease to age around their twenty-fifth to thirtieth birthdays. Few vampires appear older than this, for the blood-sucking and turning of mortals has been forbidden since the establishment of the Academies. Instead, Vampires get sustenance from a blood-like cocktail created by the potionmasters and alchemists of the Academies. This has long been a cause for resentment toward wizardkind, and some Vampires are rumoured to secretly ignore this decree with the existence of underground cults that hunt mortals for blood.

In our universe, it is possible for Vampires to be born.

For the general vibe - think twilight vampires that don't sparkle.

🦇Have exceptional strength, speed, and agility.
🦇Excel at hunting and tracking their prey, with hightened senses.
🦇Known for their beauty and vanity - they often come from wealthy Vampire families.
🦇They are the largest and most elitist clique at Hawthorne Academy.
🦇Night vision.
🦇Have an aversion to light, but it is not lethal. They feel as though they are burning, become increasingly uncomfortable, etc. Hawthorne Academy is permanently clouded to accomodate this.
🦇Can only truly be killed by decapitation. Priests beware, for your holy water and stakes have no power here.
🦇Garlic makes them naueseous.
🦇Subspecies of Vampire can and do exist. If you wish to play one, run it by me.
🦇Hate Werewolves.

Werewolves

"Every time the moon shines, I come alive."

Werewolf

The other apex predator. Rebels, agitators, and freedom-lovers. Werewolves are communal beings that hold family and friends close. Unlike Vampires, they tend to stray away from the busy urban cities and instead prefer quiet, rural environments such as villages and small towns. Being close to large swathes of open, empty nature (forests, hills, etc) allows them more peace of mind when the full moon arrives. Learning to control their urges during a full moon is the first true test for any Werewolf - and, in time, they can come to freely shapechange at will. Once they have learned to shapechange at will, they no longer rely on the full moon for the best of their powers - and it instead serves only to enhance their abilities. By the age of 18, most if not all Werewolves can shapechange at will. When they howl at the moon, Werewolves honour their families and ancestors that came before.

They are disillusioned with the Academies, which tend to underrepresent them with few Werewolf professors at Hawthorne Academy. They send their children as they are obligated to, but feel no great enthusiasm for Wizardkind and their rules.

Some view Lycanthrophy as a curse. Werewolves see this as their freedom.

Think Twilight Werewolves, or those in Wednesday. We're keepin' it simple.

🐾Ability to shapeshift into a Werewolf. Exceptional strength, speed and agility in this form - with hightened sense also. They retain some of this while in human form, but to a far lesser extent.
🐾Excel at tracking, and have unmatched stamina.
🐾Sharp claws that can cut through metal, a bite strong enough to crush rock.
🐾Fast-healing in both Werewolf and human form.
🐾Night vision.
🐾They are a large clique at Hawthorne Academy, and slightly more open-minded than Vampires to those not of their species.
🐾Hate Vampires.

🌕Blessed by the moon. All of their powers are greatly enhanced during a full moon.

Wizards/Witches

"There are thousands of good reasons why magic doesn't rule the world. They're called Witches and Wizards."

Wizards/Witches

Of all the supernatural beings, it is the Witches and Wizards that vary most wildly in both personality and power. To become a master of the magical arts requires a lifetime of dedication and study that few possess the willpower for - though, for those who do, they may be able to call upon power both great and terrible. The channeling of magic requires a wand in all but exceptionally few cases, and those born with telekinetic powers are viewed with suspicion and concern. Most with such powers will eventually succumb to madness. Wands are deeply personal and created by each Witch/Wizard on their fifteenth birthday according to magical tradition. They will often reflect the personality of the holder.

The ability to control magic passes down through blood, and it is exceedingly rare for a child with no magical parentage to develop the ability. Often, these individuals can become responsible for great tragedies and freak accidents as they struggle to learn their powers. If discovered, they are brought to Academies and given a magical foster family. This remains an extremely rare occurance and the focus of continual study.

Wizards and Witches are the group most represented in Academies. They account for most senior Academy staff and professors, and thus set most of the supernatural laws. They believe themselves champions of progress and the guarantors of a better future for all supernaturals.

There are countless spells and schools of magic, all of which taught at the Hawthorne Academy. For simplicity, we will go down a route similar to the 'Harry Potter' style of magic - as this is familiar to all of us, and does not require hours of reading.

Among some in the magical community, there is a concern that the potency of magic has been fading over the centuries.

✨They can control Magic and learn spells. They require a wand for this.
✨The use of magic is physically draining, and can leave the caster exhausted.
✨Can specialise in magical schools such as; potions, curses, herbology, dueling.
✨They have no superhuman qualities, and possess the strength/speed/agility/stamina of an average human.
✨They are the most open-minded clique at Hawthorne Academy, and the most willing to accept outsiders.

Supernatural beings outside of these groups can exist, but they will be judged on a case by case basis. It is important that any supernatural species does not go against the 'grounded' setting we are creating. Most characters should belong to one of the above three.

As a final point to note, the focus of this roleplay is not on the powers, necessarily. Of course, they are a large part of our characters - but this is a slice of life, mystery investigation first and foremost. Our characters and their relationships come first, the powers second.

HAWTHORNE ACADEMY

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Hawthorne Academy is the oldest and most prestigious of all the Academies, raised by powerful magic of the ancient spellcasters. It is protected from humankind by a permanent charm, and is set in the highlands of Scotland. It is responsible for supernatural law across Europe. Students from across the continent of Europe (and often beyond) are all sent to Hawthorne Academy in search of the most accomplished education provided by supernatural kind.

It is a large academy in the gothic style, with many secrets. Hidden hallways, restricted libraries, deep-buried tombs. There is much to be discovered at Hawthorne Academy. In order to accomodate their large vampire body, the skies above the academy are permanently clouded to protect from sunlight.

Hawthorne Academy is also home to The Seekers, the equivalent to supernatural law enforcement. They investigate and trace rogue supernaturals who violate the laws of the Academy, and are distinguishable by their leather overcoats of a midnight black - collars always raised. They are rarely seen by students, and keep out from the day-to-day of the Academy.

While there is quite a number of dormitory halls, our students will belong to one of two. Nightshade Commons or Hemlock Hall.

Current teaching staff can be found on the Characters page.

NARRATIVE EVENTS

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This roleplay will include narrative events that players can opt to have their characters involved in. These will range from a calendar of school activities (the annual ball, competitions, etc) to investigations into disappearances, murders, and more. Some choices in these narrative events will have consequences, but these will all be discussed with players beforehand. At all times, the driving idea is to create collaborative, engaging story.

Players are free to choose which narrative events they involve their characters in as they appear. As such, it is possible to focus more on the school slice of life - but there will be a plot, always moving gradually forward, which will have impacts on all characters.

RULES

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RPG rules should be followed at all times.

We are here to create a collaborative story that we all enjoy. No meta-gaming, god-modding, or 'trying to win' attitudes.

DISCORD is required for this roleplay to facilitate communication and planning. This is the link.

[SunsetWanderer]

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[DELETEDUSER007]

>I've got a WIP sheet written up here:

Ivan Blackwell (WIP)

~IVAN BLACKWELL~

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒

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<sub>Ivan Blackwell.

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<sub>Wizard.

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𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒

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<sub>Excels at dueling, hexing, and alchemy.

Ivan—like many in his family—possesses a power that allows him to get visions of various things, the accuracy and dependability of which are questionable a majority of the time. Unlike most of them, however, he has yet to acquire the intuition necessary to be able to discern the truth of these visions from falsehood, which is a big part of why he was sent to the Academy in the first place.

WEAKNESSES</sub>
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_{Is absolutely rotten when it comes to herbology and is more likely to eat something that might kill him in an actual survival scenario than he is to eat something that might save his life. Ivan can't dance to save his life either, nor is he that skilled with computers. He can use them well enough, but he'll definitely be leaving the troubleshooting and repairs to trained professionals.}

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅

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<sub>A third year student, Ivan Blackwell was sent from his house at the requisite age of eighteen to master his bloodline's signature ability, among the other talents he possessed as a burgeoning magician. He's made his fair share of friends and rivals along the way naturally, though he has had neither the desire nor time for something like romance. His main focus is magic and mastering it.

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[SunsetWanderer]

We've updated the Character Tab to have an alternative, aesthetic character sheet. The simpler one remains, and is fine to use. Personal preference.

Below is my very much WIP character to demonstrate how it looks.

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 | 𝐰𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝 (WIP)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

_______________________________________________ ALASDAIR SINCLAIRE | BISEXUAL | #6994b6 | 𝐰𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝 ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 21 | MALE | 5'8 | 3RD YEAR ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ Courageous | Loyal | Protective | Confident | Idealistic ☁ Impulsive | Naive | Stubborn | Prideful | Condescending ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES ⚬ alt/indie rock ⚬ jazz ⚬ renaissance art ⚬ poetry ⚬ herbal teas ⚬ fall weather ⚬ rain ⚬ travelling ⚬ fencing ⚬ magical duelling ⚬ short winter days ⚬ myths ⚬ history ⚬ black and white movies ⚬ pastel colours ⚬ film noir ⚬ camping ⚬ chocolate + raisin combo ⚬ pumpkin spice ⚬ woody scents ⚬ painting his nails ⚬ DISLIKES ⚬ elitism ⚬ bullies ⚬ chalk ⚬ coffee ⚬ popping candy ⚬ losing ⚬ spicy food ⚬ social media ⚬ staining his clothes in potions class ⚬ exams ⚬ waking up early ⚬ cliques ⚬

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS ➽➽➽ Elemental Duelist Alasdair is a competent duelist and can command an impressive array of offensive spells and charms - he has a particular affinity for offensive, fire-based spells. His talents in this regard have given him some recognition among the Academy, and he currently serves as Captain of the Magical Dueling Society, despite being only a third year. Furthermore, is a keen member of the Fencing Society. ➽➽➽ Courage of a Lion A strong moral compass guides Alasdair. In the safe walls of Hawthorne, this has manifested in many ways - whether it be stepping up to bullies, or offering friendship to an ostracized student. He is daring and courageous when needed, willing to stand for his ideals and to follow the ancient words of his family, “Do what is right”. ➽➽➽ Loyal He has a close circle of friends and would, without a second thought, do anything for them. His loyalty is quickly earned, and hard to lose. WEAKNESSES ➽➽➽ Knight in Shining Armour Allie feels compelled to interject, even when his help may not be wanted or necessary - or, indeed, even when it may do more harm than good. He cannot let something go that he perceives to be wrong, and this is a reflection of his own insecurities. ➽➽➽ Impulsive He is not one to think through the consequences of his actions, but has instead always taken the ‘cast first, ask questions later’ approach to life. This has landed him in trouble with his peers and tutors alike, and will no doubt continue to do so. ➽➽➽ Stubborn It would be easier to convince a dragon to part with its hoard of treasure than it would be to have Allie change his mind. ➽➽➽ The Family Name The Sinclaire family count themselves among the oldest and most prestigious of the wizarding families, tracing back their heritage thousands of years. Alasdair has carried a deep-rooted insecurity of failing to live up to the reputation of his name, and is prone to bouts of brooding and sulking. When in these moods, he can be short with even his oldest friends. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Allie has within his blood the heritage of witches and wizards leading back over a thousand years, and his views have been molded by the place his family has long held in magical society. He is fascinated by magic and the possibilities it represents - but is a firm believer in the responsibility such power brings. He is quick to look down on other spellcasters who, in his view, have forgotten this responsibility. Similarly, he is convinced of the Academy system - despite the shortcomings it carries. On vampires and werewolves, he has a tendency to display unintended condescension as if they were unruly children. His interactions with either kind, despite his tenure at Hawthorne, could admittedly be counted on one hand - and this is perhaps an extension of that viewpoint. He has been too lost in the world of magic to truly give consideration to supernatural life that exists outwith it. If he had to instinctively choose, he’d wager a werewolf would be more fun at a party, and probably more trustworthy, too. Alasdair is protective of humanity, and looks to them as an elder brother might a younger. He does not wish to see them harmed by the supernatural community, and holds the ambition of becoming a Seeker (the agents of the academies) to enforce supernatural laws. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ to become a seeker ➽➽➽ to be remembered FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ being forgotten ➽➽➽ being alone в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ “Do what is right”, tells the ancient words of the magical Sinclaire family. Their storied history can be traced back thousands of years, with prestigious heritage including countless wizards and witches of notable achievement. Their history began in Scotland, where it is said they played a pivotal role in the establishment of Hawthorne Academy. Indeed, the first Headmaster is noted as being a Sinclaire. The family has long since relocated to London, though they do maintain a peaceful estate near Glen Affric in the highlands of Scotland - used for periods of quiet reflection and uninterrupted holidaying. Among the magical kind, the surname is perhaps one of the most easily recognisable, though their part in leading supernatural laws and management of the Academies has faded notably. It has been no less than two hundred years since the last Sinclaire was on the staff of Hawthorne, and the family is now best described as genteel, out of the way ‘old money’. Their patriarch (and father of Alasdair), Duncan Sinclaire, is at the very least known for his outspoken advocacy on the part of sustainable and ethical care for magical creatures, and the enforcement of the laws forbidding vampires from feeding on mortals. Alasdair is the latest in the long line of Sinclaires, and for now, the last. He remains an only child to his parents, Duncan and Eloise, and carries with him the weight of his family's future despite the insistence of his parents that he needn’t worry on it. They have afforded him all the love in the world, encouraging their son to pursue his passions and not to be burdened with the name they carry - but despite this environment, Alasdair has never felt truly a child. He holds himself to expectations that he does not know how to reach. This has manifested in his academia, and magical study. He is a talented student, there can be no doubt, but he is struggling to grow beyond this. Who has time for friends when there are only twenty four hours in the day? In his view, he can either devote himself to study and learning to become the finest wizard in a generation - or he can fade, and the family name with him. His choice was easy, and it was one he made at a young age. His family afforded him the finest tutors, the wisest mentors and this has prepared him well for life at Hawthorne. Now in his third year, he is the Captain of the Magical Dueling Society for witches and wizards and has also become a skilled member of the fencing club. He has passed exams thus far with little less than Straight As, and can see for himself a future as a Seeker (those supernaturals who enforce their laws). But, perhaps, he has not been prepared for quite all aspects of life at Hawthorne… His friends are few and far between, his exposure to non-magical supernaturals remains limited, and his worldview firmly unchanged. As Headmaster Lightwood often repeats, Hawthorne is about more than mere academia - it is about growing into members of a supernatural community. On this, Alasdair has work still to do - and with no signs of improvement, it remains to be seen how the new year will change him.

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[Olive Fontaine]

*moved to Characters tab

[udonoodles]

ELI | WIZARD

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_______________________________________________ ELIO “ELI” CASABLANCAS | HOMOSEXUAL | 783DE9 | HUMAN, WIZARD ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ EIGHTEEN | CIS MALE | 5'7 | FIRST YEAR ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ RATIONAL, HONEST, PERCEPTIVE, OPEN-MINDED, PACIFISTIC ☁ BLUNT, OVERLY-EMPATHETIC, LOOSE-LIPPED, EMOTIONALLY REPRESSED, STUBBORN ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES SUMMERTIME HORTICULTURE PIANO-PLAYING COFFEE DISLIKES LOUD NOISES THE TOUCH OF VELVET STRANGE MEN THE COLD

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS ☀ In the blood of the Bruja flows peacefulness and restoration. Though a magical novice, Elio has a strong inclination towards defensive and supportive magic, such as counter-spells, "utility" spells, and healing or mending magic. ☀ Eli is intelligent, with the wit to put it into action on the move. He can quite easily grasp new concepts and deconstruct them to their fundamentals, and his memory is equally as sharp as his mind. ☀ From time in the garden with his grandmother, Eli had a head start when it came to Herbology. Thus, he took to the subject quite well. ☀ Eli is emotionally resilient: He works well under pressure, and isn't easily frightened or upset. WEAKNESSES ☁ Elio is woefully disinterested in, and unskilled at, hexes and offensive magic. The best he can do is guard against it and win duels through attrition. ☁ Eli's focus on detail can often come at a detriment—it can be hard for him to zoom out and see the wider picture. ☁ Eli isn't very socially intelligent. He's no sweet-talker, instead having to rely on pure reason to sway opinions rather than gentle, methodical persuasion. ☁ Eli's stubbornness to stand by his opinions can cause friction with prospective allies or teammates. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Eli has yet to be properly, fully introduced to the supernatural world. He regards it on the whole with a sense of guarded intrigue: Like a scientist studying a new specimen, he takes a vested interest, and care to make sure it won't swallow him whole. Of the vampires, Eli is wary. Duplicity seems to be in their nature, and a combination of their insular social circles and the heavy regulations placed upon them is worrying indeed. They could easily be alienated from the rest of society, Eli reckons, pushed further into tribalism and xenophobia. Nonetheless, they're worth looking into—they "get around", so to speak, and make useful confidants. Their favour is worth courting even in a purely pragmatic sense. Of the werewolves, ELi is more open-minded. Still, he remains cautious around them—if only because it's difficult to relax around creatures that could dismember you with a flick of their wrist. He's not exceptionally interested them from an academic perspective, though their history with vampires is certainly an intriguing one. Otherwise, he doesn't treat them any differently to humans. To Eli, humans are fine. He has no exceptionally strong opinions about his own species—though he does find it interesting that, surrounded by all-powerful supernatural beings, it was somehow the witches and wizards that came out on top. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Eli’s ultimate goal is to find his place in the world—the whole world, not just the supernatural or mundane halves. Rather than give himself entirely over to his magical heritage, or shirk it entirely and live a life of normalcy, he wants to strike a balance. How can he have the best of both worlds, and enjoy all that his life has to offer without making sacrifices? Can it be done? Or will he be forced to choose eventually? Immediately, Eli’s goal in the present is to combat the tempting wiles of the magic world. He’s determined not to let the supernatural seduce him, and thus wants to keep his distance from it where possible. He wants to learn more about it from a logical, unbiased angle, and avoid being mesmerised into ignoring its flaws. In a similar vein, Eli is resolved not to fall too deep into the cliques and inner circles of Hawthorne. Rather, he wants to be an arbitrator—the diplomat that can freely glide from group to group without attracting aspersions or scrutiny. The greater the circle of those who consider him a confidant, the more freely he can learn what he wants to know. Conversely, Eli is not overly motivated to pursue his magical studies just yet. He coasts by just fine, but is not seized by a desire for power or mastery like some of his peers. FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Autophobia - the specific phobia of isolation. Elio’s greatest fear is that he does not, and will never, belong. For much of his life, he has coasted by alone, meeting and interacting with people but never truly interacting with them. He has never had a group or “tribe” he can claim to belong to, nor anywhere he felt truly at home. Consequently, one of Eli’s greatest fears is himself: He fears that something is fundamentally wrong with him, that he is an inherent deterrent to others. He fears the depths his isolation could cause him to sink to, and how difficult it could be to escape it. Atelophobia - the obsessive fear of imperfection. Elio must put his best foot forward, always. If he cannot do something to the best of his ability, he dreads it. He has a compulsive need to prove himself to others: To validate himself as a person deserving of his station in life. If he cannot achieve his best results every time, then why try at all? This phobia is minor alone, though becomes amplified when someone else is observing Eli. в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ Magically, Elio’s lineage can be traced far back to the dark ages of Spain. There, the Casablancas started as bruja: Witches, well-learned women ostracised from society for their ungendered inclinations about social expectations. Existing outside of both Muslim Almohad and Catholic Hispania society, they were soothsayers, healers, fortune tellers—far from the devil worshippers they’d been branded as, the bruja were devoted to using their powers to improving the lives of their families, and any community that would accept them. While the opposing religious forces skirmished for control of Iberia, they were free to live in relative peace—but that would soon change when the Catholics took control. After the Reconquista, the Spanish Inquisition arrived to deliver their faith from the blade of a sword. The bruja were an obvious target—heathens, occultist pagans that besmirched the good Lord with their sinister magic and permissive thinking. The bruja, though knowledgeable in their chosen field, were not fighters. Their magic was restorative, passive. They couldn’t afford to put up any resistance to the Inquisition—and thus, were helpless against them. To escape the witch trials of Basque, Eli’s ancestors devised a scheme. They cast the one spell that could possibly be used offensively—a hex, strong enough to curse an entire bloodline. But rather than use it to curse the Inquisition, they instead turned the spell on themselves: With this hex, no woman that carried their blood would ever be able to command magic again. All of their future daughters would be completely mundane, incapable of becoming bruja—and thus, safe from the Inquisition. They ultimately did not survive—but their children did, and so were taken into the care of a nunnery to be “saved”. The magic was banished from their blood. Though a tragic decision, it was ultimately a necessary one: Even in death, the bruja could safeguard their daughters. That was the exact word they had used. Daughters. The bruja had, after all, been an all female society. Unconsciously, their magic worked to ensure this, enchanting them so as to only sire girls. The repercussions of their wording had never occurred to them in their haste. Generations passed. Stories passed with them—stories of the bruja, of their fateful hex to save their family. The lineage remained matriarchal, but ultimately fearful of magic and its consequences, especially as organised religion rose to greater prominence throughout the wider world. Sons were born, of course—it would have been a statistical impossibility for them not to be. But over and over, they were told of the dangers of magic. Their mothers were terrified of it, their fathers either agreeing or dismissing its existence entirely. Their disdain for their magic was so deeply ingrained, they would never have dared to explore it. It would be many years later, in the early 20th century, when the tide would begin to change. It was 1965 when Antonia fled her ancestral home in Navarre, escaping the Francoists to take refuge in England. She had fought with the Spanish Maquis for many years against fascism, but was finally forced out as their guerilla resistance began to crumble. A rebel through and through, it was Antonia who finally had the courage to stand against her family’s dogma. She saw the bruja as heroes—women ahead of their time who lead their families and communities against injustice. Why would they besmirch their name when they had made the ultimate sacrifice to keep them safe? As she started a family of her own, Antonia was quick to turn tradition on its head: She celebrated the bruja, telling tales of their valiant deeds and portraying them as noble defenders. Her daughter, Isabela, was less enthusiastic about such things. It was the 20th century, after all—no one really believed in witches anymore. She saw the tales as just that—tales, bedtime stories passed down through the family. Besides, even if they were real, what did it matter? The bruja were done for. Her ancestors had sealed away their magic forever, allegedly. It had no effect on her life in the present, and thus was of no relevance to her. Redemption came soon, though, as Antonia met her first grandchild—specifically, her grandson. Named for his late grandfather, Elios Casablancas—her maiden name, boldly kept by her forward-thinking daughter—was brought into the world facing adversity. He never knew his father—Isabela barely knew him, either. A boyfriend who’d made a mistake and ran from it. But despite their differences, Antonia and Isabela were strong-willed women, and resolved to raise Elio together. Thus, Elio was raised by two very different women—one a dreamer, the other a realist. He was always closer with his grandmother: She regalled him with tales of her time rebelling in Spain, as well as far-flung fantasies of the bruja’s magical exploits. Greater than that, she instilled in him a destiny: He was an oath-breaker. He was the child that could breach the hex, circumvent its conditions and take hold of his magical birthright. His mother, however, took a far more logical stance. She encouraged him not to be bedevilled by fantasies, and to look forward to the future with a logical gaze. Everything was worth scrutinising, everything worth learning more about. Suffice to say that when contact between Hawthorne and Elio was made, he was sceptical. He saw no reason to doubt his grandmother’s stories: It didn’t take much digging to trace their mostly stationary family line back to the witch trials in Navarre. He was more satisfied than surprised when he finally began to correspond with the supernatural world—it was less like a revelation being uncovered and more like a theory being confirmed. His grandmother was the one he chose to confide in—and, unsurprisingly, she was overjoyed. She took great pains to ensure it was kept a secret from her more cynical daughter, helping Eli to spin an elaborate tale of a lucrative job up north to disguise his trip to Scotland. With little resistance, Elio set off for Hawthorne. Already an outsider, he was determined to break through and uncover the whole truth of the supernatural—flaws and all. He’d walk a fine line between the fantasticism of his abuela, and the rationale of his mother.

[SunsetWanderer]

@udonoodles Approved! Chuck them in the character tab at your leisure.

[Laertes]

This sounds cooool. Was maybe thinking of a changeling that only found out about their true heritage semi-recently and has a lot of feelings about it. Would that be feasible?

[Danvers]

Are you able to pop into the discord @Laertes? Might be easier to discuss there

[smarty0114]

AUGUST WARREN | WEREWOLF

_______________________________________________ AUGUST WARREN | HOMOSEXUAL | EED873 | WEREWOLF ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 18 | MALE | 6'0 | FIRST YEAR ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ Loyal | Empathetic | Curious | Resourceful | Eager ☁ Insecure | Anxious | Hot Headed | Naive | Needy ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES SOCCER CAMPING A MORNING RUN THE GREAT OUTDOORS PAINTING DISLIKES TIGHT SPACES PARTIES LOUD NOISES STRONG SMELLS

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS On The Prowl - August's tracking skills are superb, aided by his supernatural senses and his years of training with Romulus. He's never taken a great pleasure in hunting, but since he could follow the pack on their hunts, he's been one of the most successful at tracking down prey. Down For Anything - August is desperate to have a home, and this has translated into an insistence on his part to help anyone, and everyone. Despite his own anxieties, August is always ready for an adventure, a loyal ally and an easy friend. He's a golden retriever, eager and ready to help however he can. Don't Eat That - A childhood spent in the forests of Ireland has left August with an almost encyclopedic knowledge of edible plants and fungi. He knows what will kill you, and what will make you feel better. Useful when trying to survive in the wild, or when attempting to brew a Potion of Focus to try and make it through finals. WEAKNESSES Follower - Every pack has a leader, and that leader has never been August. Perhaps his aversion to leadership makes him the perfect leader, but if so, we'll never find out. August is most comfortable in a supporting role, deeply afraid of the responsibility that comes along with a leadership position. You Can Smell The Desperation - August is the type that thrives on the validation of others. He needs to be reassured that he is in the right, that he is useful, that he is wanted. He jumps at any chance for approval, even if it comes from some less than perfect places. Painfully Empathetic - There's healthy levels of empathy, and then there's August. The young werewolf has found that he has a tendency to get far too wrapped up in the emotions of others, a cheerleader who can take things too far. So much of himself is wrapped up in the people around him, to the point that he often sidelines his own thoughts and feelings, in order to focus on those of his friends and family. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ August has tried his best to stay out of Academy politics. In his eyes, there is little difference between the various species that fall under the Academy's purview. They'd all be hunted if their society was revealed to the humans, and to him, that means they all ought to be on the same side. What was that thing that one American dude said? "A house divided against itself, can not stand." When it comes to humans, August is wary. Despite his packs removal from human society, he's had a handful of run ins with them throughout his adolescence, and he finds them troubling to say the least. They have no respect for the natural world, and they all seem to revel in violence. The Academies claim they protect humans from supernaturals, but he thinks it works both ways. They both need protection from each other. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Find his pack, wherever that may be. FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Ending up as a lone wolf. в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ Unlike his sister, August remembers nothing of his life before their new pack. His first memories are of Romulus and the pack's medicine woman brewing an herbal remedy to ease a fever. The only parents he's ever known have been the elders of the pack, and his sister. Romulus took a special interest in Callen, but he spent the days of his youth roaming with the younger children around camp, getting into whatever trouble children seem to attract. He was raised communally, always under the impression that he was the happiest any orphan could be. As he grew into his powers, the world opened up around him. He and the other young werewolves took great pleasure in searching out human towns, and spying on their terribly normal lives. Elders were the only ones allowed to actually interact with them, but August and the other children could not resist observing what mundanity felt like. Most of them grew bored, but not August. He remained incessantly curious, and began to dream of a normal life. He imagined them pleasant, open minded and probably not all that different from the people he knew. Sure, they lived in homes and permanent settlements instead of the tents and caravans that he'd come to know, but that didn't mean they weren't kind and warm and welcoming? Of course, August was wrong. Humans do not take kindly to giant wolves prowling around their territory. Though most of his friends had refused to accompany him on his trips, August continued toeing the line. Finally, it caught up to him. The town he'd been visiting eventually decided to investigate the reports of large wolves in the surrounding woods, and one night, the hunting party intercepted him. August did not realize the danger he was in. The bullets did not pierce his skin, but they packed a punch, and they filled him with fear. The hunters chased him through the woods, as far as they could follow, and August returned to camp with a new outlook on the world. The incident led to a falling out with Romulus. The surrogate father scolded him for his curiosity, reminded him what would happen to the pack if humans were to discover them. Romulus, who'd always seen him as just a boy, only trusted him less after that. For a few days, he worried he'd be exiled, but his sister remained by his side, and thus, he was allowed to stay. Soon though, his sister left for Hawthorne, and then, he was alone. An outcast among outcasts. When it came time to leave for Hawthorne, August jumped at the opportunity. He would get to be near his sister again, and away from the pack of wolves who saw him as a foolish boy. He wants to prove that he is more than some child, led along by impulse. He wants to prove that he can help, not hinder, that he is a boon, rather than a bane. He's just not quite sure how.

[smarty0114]

TEDDY DOUGLAS | VAMPIRE

_______________________________________________ Theodore "Teddy" Jude Douglas | HOMOSEXUAL | FACADE | VAMPIRE ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 23 | MALE | 6'3 | 5TH YEAR ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ Intelligent | Loyal | Creative | Bold ☁ Callous | Vengeful | Obsessive | Vain ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES COLD WEATHER FRESH BLOOD LONG BOOKS CLASSICAL MUSIC DISLIKES CROWDED PLACES AUTHORITY SMALL TALK DOGS

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS It's Love, Right? - Teddy, like most members of his family, is a dangerous type of irresistible. Charisma flows off of the Douglas' like beer flows from a tap. While this special charm seems to do almost nothing when it comes to their fellow supernaturals, it has made coexistence with humans far easier. Even without supernatural enhancement, Teddy is a silver-tongued devil, known for being able to sell wigs to a werewolf. I Think I Read About That - Thanks to the expansive library at Douglas Keep, Teddy has an expansive knowledge on all things historical, supernatural or otherwise. There is very little for an adolescent vampire to do other than read, and it seems to have paid off. It's Called Privilege, Look It Up - Teddy has the kind of confidence that only comes with heaps of money, and a life lived without conflict. Despite the unnatural politics that surround him, Theodore has led a relatively charmed life, and while this sword cuts both ways, it has granted him a certain boldness that others work years to find. There is rarely a problem that Teddy doesn't presume he can solve. WEAKNESSES Tunnel Vision - Theodore has a tendency to get wrapped up in his latest obsession, be it a person, place, or thing. He holds a grudge longer than is healthy, and falls far too hard when allowing himself to love. He is passionate in the most intense of fashions, rarely able to turn away until he's satisfied the craving for his latest obsession. So Dramatic - Teddy has a tough time with emotions. He feels things intensely, and while he values control more than anything, he has a tendency to lose it. His fits of anger can be explosive, just as his joys can be euphoric. Bloodlust - Being raised with easy access to human blood means that the cocktail that the witches brew only does so much for Teddy. He's grown used to the swill, seeing as how he's always under the Academy's eye. Human blood however, even a drop, will quickly chip away at his control, until he is little more than the rabid monster his enemies believe him to be. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Teddy is not exactly known for his open-mindedness. It's clear from almost everything about him that he rates vampires above the other species of supernaturals. He sees werewolves as glorified dogs, and witches as the oppressor. There's very little middle ground for him to tread, and while Hyoon has helped him perfect his common courtesies, it's difficult to separate him from the ideals of his family. When it comes to humans, it would be apt to say that Teddy couldn't care less. He thinks about humans the same way they think about a good burger. To him, humans are cattle, cattle that's been denied by a bunch of stewards who think that they know best. You wouldn't ask a lion to go vegan, why would you demand a vampire do the same? It's not that he resents humans, or even wishes any harm on them. It's just that he prefers his meals from the Earth, rather than the cauldron. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Teddy craves influence, more than anything. Power is nice, but it is so flashy. The only throne he sees in his future is the one he stands behind, acting as a shadowy guide. He does not need control, only a powerful friend with an open ear. FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ What is there for an immortal to fear other than death? For a vampire, it's the looming shadow that darkens every corner of their lives. Few know what awaits in the great beyond, but plenty have speculated. When he is at his most melancholy, Teddy wonders if there is a great beyond for him and his brethren, or if this long life is all that they will receive. в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ There are vampires, and then there are vampires, at least in the eyes of the Douglas clan. They trace their roots back far, farther than is realistic, but certainly far enough to leverage a good deal of power in the supernatural world. They take a great pride in their status as vampires, and have long chafed at the limitations set in place by the wizards. Publicly though, they keep their dissatisfaction with the Academies measured. In the early days of what was then a brand new system, the Douglas' were one of the Vampire clans that refused to adopt the new ways. They have not forgotten the punishment that followed. While they have remained staunch members of the anti-Academy faction in Europe, they are now considered the most diplomatic and reasonable of the clans counted in their ranks. Douglas' are known for nothing if not their good manners, and willingness to negotiate. That is all a carefully crafted facade, a front put forward in order to survive. The Douglas' are still a cutthroat bunch of vampires, hell bent on overthrowing the wizards and rearranging the Academy system. They haven't forgotten the old ways, and they don't soon plan on it. Douglas Keep is a refuge for likeminded vampires, and rumor has it, an excellent place to procure human blood. Teddy's story begins at Douglas Keep, steeped in history and schemes. His parents were Elizabeth Ardelian and John Douglas, a marriage arranged by Teddy's grandmother, Victoria. The Douglas Clan was an expansive one, and the keep was filled with his various aunts and uncles, all of them pureblooded vampires. His youth was hardly traditional, to say the least. He trained in combat and plots, he studied anatomy and ritual magic, and he hunted on the grounds whenever his grandmother allowed. Sanctimonious, lesser supernaturals look on him, and see a boy who made the wrong choice, but truly, he never stood a chance. Violence and death are facts of life for him, and he grew cold to it over the years, and even colder towards the humans they wronged. He had to, if he wanted to survive. When it came time to leave the safety of the keep, Teddy was called into his grandmother's chambers and given an important task. He was to gather information at the Academy, both on his teachers and his peers. He was to find allies where he could, identify threats, and find their weaknesses. He was the forward scout, sent out so that those vampires who wished to return to the old ways could plan their next move with care. In his time at the Academy, Teddy has exceeded his expectations, academic and otherwise. He has stayed loyal to his family, keeping them well informed of events at the school, while doing his best to find allies amongst his fellow vampires. He's become somewhat infamous at the school, both for his close friendship with the resident ice queen, Hyoon, and his unfortunate tendency to leave hearts shattered in his wake.

CELESTE DE FONTAINE | WITCH

_______________________________________________ CELESTE AMELIE OPHELIA DE FONTAINE | BISEXUAL | B6D0E2 | WITCH ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 24 | FEMALE | 5'9 | SIXTH YEAR ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ Intelligent | Confident | Charismatic | Resourceful ☁ Stubborn | Manipulative | Arrogant | Unsympathetic ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES BOOKS SWIMMING BOUNDARIES POTIONS CLASS DISLIKES BEING WRONG INTIMACY BREAKING RULES SPICY FOOD

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS Elementalist - Celeste, like all de Fontaine's in recent memory, has a natural affinity for elemental magic, particularly water-based spells. This makes her especially efficient when it comes to healing and defensive spells. Big Brained - Intelligent and resourceful, Celeste is rarely at a loss for ideas. With a wealth of knowledge to pull from, it's damn near impossible to stump her. She has a knack for making solutions appear out of thin air, to help herself or others. Otherworldly Beauty - The de Fontaines have not retained many traits from their original Siren ancestor, but Irina's beauty has remained in the blood. Celeste has a clearly supernatural quality to her perfect features, an enchanting visage that draws strangers to her, in hopes of simply catching her eye. Spoiler alert: she hates it. WEAKNESSES Closed Off - Celeste has never been particularly good at "relationships." She's always been more focused on studying and practicing, and friends have always seemed like an unnecessary distraction. Very few people make it past the walls she's put up and those that do are those who've earned it. Sure, it's lonely, but she doesn't mind. She definitely doesn't mind. My Way or The Highway - The only right answer, is the one Celeste offers up, at least in her mind. Stubborn to a fault, and deeply confident in her own abilities, it's hard to convince Celeste of anything, especially without sound facts and logic to back you up. I'm Not Wrong, I Just Haven't Made My Way To Right Yet - Celeste is many things but self-aware isn't quite one of them. She has a tendency to be blinded by her own hubris, ignoring her own flaws even when she's smacked in the face with them. She struggles with taking responsibility for her own mistakes, because in her head, she can fix everything, as long as she has enough time. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Celeste has read far too many books to have any genuine distaste for the other species of supernaturals. While she certainly feels more connected to her fellow witches, she feels a similar affinity towards sirens, who have long held a place in esteem in the de Fontaine household. When it comes to werewolves and vampires, she looks on them with a certain sense of pity, and sometimes debates herself on the benefits of the Academy system. Humans are a point of intrigue for Celeste, an avid pursuer of knowledge. She sees the mundane life as something to be studied and researched, and she plans on spending a few years traveling the mortal world once she graduates Hawthorne. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Graduate, invent a new potion or spell, serve as a representative for Witches at The Academy, become Headmistress of Hawthorne. In that order. FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Failure. It's never looked very good on her. в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ The de Fontaines are a family that made their name much more recently, compared to many other supernatural dynasties. Jean Luc de Fontaine was a French wizard, born to a pair of surprisingly average magic-users in the early 19th century. His parents' skills had never manifested in an especially powerful way. They sent him to Hawthorne in the hopes that he might exceed both of them, but they did not truly expect anything to come from it. Jean Luc, it turned out, was incredibly powerful, much more than anybody had prepared for. At Hawthorne, Jean Luc discovered a natural affinity for elemental magic, a skill that led him to his wife, Irina. Irina was a Siren, and like Jean Luc, did not descend from any great bloodline. Together though, their union would lead to one of the most powerful families in Europe. Jean Luc, with the help of his wife, would go on to discover a powerful fertility potion that launched the couple into the upper echelons of supernatural society. Jean Luc would go on to serve as a Headmaster as Hawthorne, and their children would discover their own additions to magical society. Much farther down the line, by the time Celeste is born, the de Fontaines had become well known amongst witches and wizards. Countless amongst them had used the Fountain of Fertility potion to start their families, or the De Fontaine Erotic Elixir to spice up their sex lives. To put it simply, the union of wizard and siren led to the commodification of sexual magic in a way no one could've predicted. Now, the de Fontaines are seen as hedonists, albeit very rich and influential ones. Enter the de Fontaine twins. Born to Gregory and Isolde de Fontaine, Celeste and her brother, Nathaniel, were expected to carry on the de Fontaine name with all the energy and laissez-faire attitude. Celeste, at least, has always tried to meet that expectation, with varying results. A gifted witch from the day she was born, Celeste's pride does not come from hedonism, but ability. She has committed all of herself to being the best she can be. Despite that though, or perhaps because of it, Celeste has never quite fit in as a de Fontaine. She is not an adventurous hedonist, like her mother, or an eccentric artist like her father. She is logical and rational, and believes in plans and monogamy and rules. Her family doesn't quite understand any of that. Nevertheless, Celeste has made a name for herself at Hawthorne, outside of her family. There's no better study partner at the Academy, and everybody knows that they can trust her in a fight. Sure, they also think her wand is lodged in a not so flattering place, but Celeste has learned not to care too much about what people are thinking of her. She's on track for greatness, and if nobody understands that, then she doesn't need any of them.

and anotha one

[Hey Im Jordan]

Hyoon | Vampire

_______________________________________________ Heeyoon ‘Hyoon’ Yi | Bisexual | C3B1E1 | Vampire ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ Appears 24 | Female | 5’5” (164 cm) | 150 years at the Academy ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ♥ Protective ♥ Confident ♥ Cunning ♥ Loyal ♥ ☁ Manipulative ☁ Distant ☁ Impatient ☁ Entitled ☁ Lazy ☁ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES the matrix ♦ music ♦ pizza ♦ snow ♦ pink ♦ pastels ♦ gore porn movies ♦ children’s media DISLIKES sand ♣ black ♣ holiday music ♣ peppermint ♣ caffeine ♣ the sun obviously

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS 𝕷𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 - Hyoon has spent almost her whole life being told she should lead, and she’s done everything she can to fit the mold. She knows what a good leader does, and when the time calls for it, she steps up to the plate. 𝕱𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝕷𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 - With her upbringing, Hyoon finds herself loyal to the Academies. Though she has a barely buried belief that she should be running the show, Hyoon believes in the Academies and what they do. She suspects its part of why they’ve let her stay so long. 𝕽𝖎𝖈𝖍 - It isn’t much use to her within the walls of the Academy, but in the world at large, Hyoon is an incredibly rich and influential figure. She didn’t spend the past millennia doing nothing. WEAKNESSES 𝕷𝖆𝖟𝖞 - Hyoon is demotivated and bored. It takes days, even weeks sometimes for her to draw upon the needed energy to do… anything. From working on Academy assignments, to her own relationships, Hyoon often seems like she doesn’t care. 𝕿𝖔𝖝𝖎𝖈 - Hyoon can unfortunately be summed up in the word ‘toxic.’ She’s almost unknowingly manipulative, and gets upset when she doesn’t get her way… she’s working on it for that special someone, but she knows perfectly well that it’s a work in progress. 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 - Hyoon has tasted the blood of humans before on her travels and in less savory environments. She can’t deny its addicting sweetness, though she’s recently found a better fix that isn’t quite as illegal. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ With a life as long as hers, Hyoon’s outlook on life has changed fairly frequently. Simply put, she’s bored after walking the earth as long as she has. When she was younger, there was a burning hatred for werewolves in her chest. She was taught to feel that way by the man that turned her, and it wasn’t until much later that she realized the truth: it doesn’t matter. An eternal war between species? What was the point? She was eternal, a werewolf would only last a blink of the eye. Even so, Hyoon still tends to look at werewolves as dogs in need of a firmer hand. They would serve her well as pets, but she suspects they wouldn’t like that idea. On the other hand, when it comes to witches, warlocks, wizards, and whatnot, Hyoon has something of a softspot for them. Having been raised by a witch makes it easy for her to have a bias. They may be weaker than her, less intelligent, and they may not live forever, but in her experience, most spellslingers have had the right intention. When it comes to actual mortals, the powerless humans, Hyoon looks at them almost as toys. They aren’t a threat, especially in modern times. She is no stranger to the sweet taste of their blood, either. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Hyoon wants to run the show at the Academies. She used to believe it was her birthright, but now she's not sure it's earned as easily as that. FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ She's afraid she'll never find her true path. в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ Fifteen hundred years ago, a vampire ruled over a village on the eventual Korean peninsula. His presence kept them safe from marauding supernaturals, but it came at a price: the vampire missed the taste of fresh, human blood. In return for sacrifices, he protected them from the influence and danger of other supernatural beings and mortals alike. After over a decade of being under his protection, the vampire decided he wanted to move away from the area — he had no choice; the Academy had sent hunters after him for breaking the sacred rules. It was a frustrating moment for him. He thought he’d found a good balance, a way around the rules. Willing sacrifices would surely be allowed, or so he had convinced himself. When he heard of their ploy to send hunters after him, he knew he had to leave. There was a sense of attachment to the village, and he had to hope they would be safe without his protection. Convinced he was a deity-esque figure, the villagers gave him one last sacrifice, a deluded effort to ensure his protection was permanent. The sacrifice was the most precious thing the village had to offer: its youngest child. Greedily, he took the child as a final offering, but when he retreated to his mountain hideaway, he found himself fascinated by her for one simple reason. She didn’t seem afraid of him. There were no tears, and no screams echoing off the stone walls of his cavern. To him, she seemed courageous — especially for a child. He didn’t kill her that night. Nor the next night, when he took her with him on his run through the jungle, so to speak. It wasn’t until the fifth day that he realized what he wanted to do. A child who was as brave as her deserved more than to be merely a mortal. He’d already broken Academy rules, what was another? On the fifth night, he turned her. On the sixth day, he named her Hee-yoon, a name meaning ‘wise and beautiful.’ From then on, he resolved to raise the girl as his own. On the eighth day, he stopped running from the Academy’s hunters and surrendered. On trial, he was nearly punished by death to him and Heeyoon, but in the end a deal was struck. He would fight for the Academy and keep rogue vampires in line and in return, they would let him raise his daughter in relative peacefulness. He was assigned a handler, a female witch Academy official who would make sure he behaved, as well as instill the ‘proper’ values in the young, freshly turned vampire. Under their combined tutelage, the young vampire grew into an intelligent and cunning young woman. While her ‘mother’ tried to teach her to use her abilities to protect mortals and people who are weaker, her father explained her position in this world ass one of rulership over the ‘lessers;’ by the time she was sent to the Academy it was only natural that she acted the way she did — like she was better than everyone. There, she initially served the mandatory six years before working out an ‘independent’ study of sorts with the professors. With that out of the way, Hyoon spent the next millennia exploring the world and finding her place in it. During her travels, she did what any self-respecting immortal would, and amassed a large fortune before ultimately realizing that nothing she did mattered and the world would endlessly continue spinning with or without her. This was a big realization for her, and a landmark moment in her life. Eventually, Hyoon returned to Hawthorne Academy, where she announced her intention to simply make it her home while she figured things out. Since then, over a hundred years ago, Hyoon has been a permanent fixture at the Academy while she continues to try and figure out whether her father’s declaration of her ‘right to rule’ is correct or not. She has time to figure it out, and is certainly in no rush to find the answer. She has all the time in the world.

[SunsetWanderer]

@smarty0114 August, Teddy and Celeste are 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝

@Hey Im Jordan Hyoon is 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝

[PatientBean]

Fontaine Havenswell | Siren

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_______________________________________________ Fontaine Havenswell | Bisexual | 96A3AA | Siren ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 19 | Female | 5'7'' | Second Year ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ CAPTIVATING, ELOQUENT, VIVACIOUS, INTELLIGENT ☁ CALCULATING, CONCEITED, HEDONISTIC, VINDICTIVE ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES FASHION THE OCEAN ART DECO THUNDERSTORMS DISLIKES SEAFOOD HEAT ALL MALE PODCASTS BEING BORED

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS ☙Virtuoso - Due to her powers stemming from her voice, Fontaine is a fantastic singer. While part is innate talent from being a Siren, the other part comes from practice and dedication to her craft. ☙Social Chameleon - Fontaine is able to blend socially with others. While she may not consider herself friends with those she talks to or hangs out with, she can be seen as part of the group. This can be achieved through the clothes she wears, the words she uses, as well as a well-placed rumor. ☙Gossip Queen - Fontaine loves a good secret and is not afraid to do what she must to find one. Fontaine prides herself on knowing the who's and the what's of the people at Hawthorne. And if she doesn't know, she intends to find out. ☙Aquatic - Due to her Siren blood, Fontaine is a natural-born swimmer. She is able to swim quickly and maneuver in the water gracefully. She is also able to breathe underwater, which makes it easier for her to swim. WEAKNESSES ☙Naive - Due to her sheltered upbringing, Fontaine is naive to other supernatural species. While she has a basic understanding, part of her information comes from a people fueled by protecting their own. She still has a lot to learn. ☙Self-Centered - When you grow up in a wealthy home, it is easy to see how one can become spoiled. Fontaine is no exception. Fontaine cares mainly for herself and her own well-being and this fuels her time at Hawthorne. ☙Hedonistic - Always looking for the next satisfying thing, Fontaine is not satisfied until she achieves it. It does not matter who or what is in her way, until Fontaine satisfies her senses, she is not content. And she will make everyone aware of that. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Fontaine has been sheltered among her Siren clan ever since she was born. She heard stories of the various supernatural species that inhabit her world, but they were often told in the negative. The worst of them being for werewolves, with stories of werewolves in the past hunting their kind for years. Magic users are tolerated among her kind as they would often work hand-in-hand with each other for mutual benefits. There is also an understanding of the use of magic for both Sirens and Witches and Wizards. Vampires are more unknown to Fontaine as Sirens rarely interact with them. There are rumors abound. Vampires are the one species Fontaine is fascinated with. Humans are a necessary evil. Useful things for Sirens to get what they want. Humans hunt them for sport or pleasure though so Fontaine has been warned from birth to stay away from them at all costs. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Power, Freedom FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Losing her voice, Being unknown в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ Sirens are part of a close-knit community wherever they live. They do not often allow others into their home unless it is for a very good reason. However, as the world shifts, their kind has had to adapt to their surroundings. One cannot live only in the water. Sirens have shifted to living on land, leading them to develop and evolve to appear human. The Havenswell clan is part of the Siren sect living in the United Kingdom. Fontaine being the youngest child among her seven siblings (Siren families have multiple children to ensure the Sirens do not die out). Due to her parent's wealth, Fontaine wanted very little growing up. Out of all the children, Fontaine was the one who sought out the outside world. Despite her parent's protests, she would often leave their home and explore, resulting in her getting in trouble with the local authorities. Fontaine, like all Sirens, was trained at home among other Siren children. Education was important, but so was learning their legacy and the reasons why Sirens often kept to themselves. However, Fontaine's curiosity could not be contained and she sought other means of exploration. Sneaking out at night, Fontaine's world was opened up. Seeing their daughter's curiosity and hoping to quell it, her parents opted to send her to Hawthorne in a vain attempt to get her to see what life is like outside of their walls for their kind. To see how others would treat her when they see her. Their plan backfired. Fontaine took to the school immediately. It was an environment in which she could alter who she appeared. After all, there were not many Sirens who got the opportunity to broaden their horizons outside of their own sect. Fontaine took her first year to find out who's who and weave her way into important social circles. It was not easy, but Fontaine enjoyed the challenge. The thrill of the chase! Once she was satisfied she had made a name of herself, she let the rumors fluctuate. After all, if people aren't talking about you, what is the point?

[Laertes]

On second thought, I won't be joining after all. Enjoy the game!

[Fabricant451]

Nabi | WITCH

_______________________________________________ Im Nabi | Lesbian | D3184F | Witch ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 19 | Female | 5'2" | First Year ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ Caring | Soft | Fashionable | Dependent ☁ Secretive | Lonely | Prideful | Vindictive ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES Garlic Fries | Foods with cayenne pepper | Cinnamon rolls | Baking and cooking the previously listed things | Sleeping with the sound of rain or light breathing. Or with her rabbit. It's stuffed | Incense and peppermints | Strawberries | DISLIKES Winter and snow, unless she can stay inside | Things that are scary, like movies or things with more than four legs | Physical activity beyond light walks | Overly moody people, they tend to just be whiny and depressing to be around | People who think the color black goes with everything to the point their outfit is 99 percent black. Try some color.

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS Her greatest strength is, incidentally, her greatest weakness. Her blood. While there's nothing special about her blood - unless you're a vampire willing to risk it all - her magic is based entirely around using her own blood. Rune circles drawn in her blood, bloody, whip-like tendrils, and beyond. It's a rather unique skillset and one that has earned her very little trust as such powers are seen by some to be unnatural. Despite her circumstances, Nabi remains ever optimistic - in public, anyway. She learned early on that the worst thing you could do was show how much something bothers you, as such she puts up a strong front, a brave face, because if she didn't then everyone would know her as "the girl who cries in the bathroom" rather than just "the weird girl with blood magic" While not exactly a social butterfly - though not for lack of trying - Nabi doesn't just shrink into the back of a room, huddled against a wall or the like. She may not be Miss Popular but if people are going to talk about her anyway she figures they might as well do so because of her unique fashion or her overly sentimental and sweet demeanor. It's not uncommon for Nabi to show up in bright pastel patchwork clothes or with a box of cinnamon rolls that she casually mentions putting her "blood and sweat" into which is likely why some people don't take one. WEAKNESSES Anemic - Given the source of her magic is her own blood, she is prone to having a weak constitution and to tire easily. If she goes overboard she runs the risk of dying. Overly physical activity is a drain on her and after using her magic in anything other than moderation or as necessary causes her to require recovery time. Often by sleeping. Nabi has a tendency to put her entire being into things, which normally would be seen as a strength but given her magic this means she has a reckless streak that could do more harm than good. She needs someone to tell her not to go overboard, or someone to be there to catch her when she passes out. Nabi doesn't forget things easily and to that end she can be impatient especially when it pertains to getting things she thinks she wants or needs. She gets annoyed when people don't listen to her or when they belittle or look down on her and while she doesn't physically lash out, she is not above holding it against them in the off chance they ask her for a favor down the line. Her biggest offense involves eating a large amount of garlic fries whenever a certain vampire does something that causes Nabi stress. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Nabi has strong thoughts on the witches and wizards of Hawthorne and few of them are good. Most of her fellow magically inclined sorts have been anything but nice to her - the only difference between them and the bullies at her old school is that the bullies at her old school had the decency to be upfront about things. In Nabi's experience, witches talk and mock in secret but it hurts all the same. She would have thought her fellow witches and wizards would have a little empathy but perhaps she was wrong in her assumptions. It has been the vampires that Nabi is most fascinated by. While her experience with them has been...interesting, to say the least, it was a vampire that has made her feel more...normal. She knows she is probably getting her hopes up but she would want nothing more than to be truly accepted in their clique, but she can't help but wonder how many of them see her only as a bloodbag given her abilities. If she could be one of them, then maybe she wouldn't have to feel so alone anymore... Nabi has had very few interactions with werewolves but given they tend to stay closer to their own, she has very little desire to get to know them first. She's open to befriending them but they have to be the ones to show that they are different from the witches and wizards who have made her life at Hawthorne anything but enjoyable. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Nabi wants to show that blood magic doesn't make her any more or less abnormal, that she is just like the rest of the spellslingers of the world. She hasn't done anything to be seen as an outcast so why does she have to feel that way? FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ That she will never truly fit in anywhere and that her present situation and relationship is just a very long con that will end with her doing something way worse than crying in the bathroom. в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ Nabi wasn't aware of her magical abilities until her early teen years and given her father had no idea he married a witch, how could she know? Magic was something that existed in tall tales and movies and the like, though Nabi's first exposure to magic was at school. Just a normal, average, regular school for regular boys and girls. Nabi had thought she would have a normal school life, friends and homework, crushes and tests, clubs and graduation, but Nabi made a mistake that she could never have accounted for: she showed up to school being poor. Her mother had died in an unfortunate robbery gone wrong and after the funeral, many sharks and shady sorts took the opportunity to cash in on the debts her father had. Nabi's first day of school she had the nerve to wear clothes twenty years out of style - and three times too big - and that was all it took. Day after day she was mocked and ridiculed. It started harmlessly enough, name calling, making fun of her lack of wealth, but then it became more physical. Shoving. Hitting. The ring leader was the queen of the school, some stuck up hussy who routinely boasted that she secretly had magic powers and she was just waiting to make a wand. Her goons believed her, because if they didn't they were sure to be the next victim. Such was the grasp she had on her fellow students. Nabi knew she was full of it, but if she spoke up it would only end poorly. But eventually it did end. After half a year of being bullied, Nabi was victim to a physical assault that left her crying and bleeding in the bathroom for the crime of showing up to school. It hurt. It stung. Her blood was warm. Her blood was boiling. As blood dripped onto the floor, Nabi saw it eat through toilet paper, not the way liquid eats through paper, but the way fire burns through it. Everything moved in slow motion as Nabi looked at the bruises on her body, and saw the blood leave her body like a bullet, splattering onto the stall. Nabi didn't show up to school for two weeks after that. When she returned, she interrupted her bully saying again how she was magic. Nabi started laughing, a deranged sort of laugh, and called her a liar. "You say you're a witch? Then where's your magic? Huh?" Nabi shouted as she grabbed the arm of her bully, and from a small cut on Nabi's arm out shot a blood-whip, wrapping around the arm of the bully and squeezing tight. Tighter than a blood pressure machine. So tight that the bully's arm was turning black and purple. Screams were heard. Tears. And all Nabi could do was laugh and demand her bully use magic. Prove it. Nabi was forcefully pulled off and thrown to the ground as the bully passed out. Nabi was, of course, expelled for what she did. Her father had no idea what to make of it, until someone that knew his wife, Nabi's mother, showed up and explained the situation and what the next option was. Nabi was going to Hawthorne though she was warned that her magic wouldn't exactly make her the most liked person on campus. Nabi didn't care. Perhaps she should've. Her first year so far has been far from ideal, with the same sorts of people whispering about her. The only difference is it feels somehow even more hurtful because they're supposed to be on the same team. But all hope is not yet lost.

[Fabricant451]

Ochanya | Werewolf

_______________________________________________ Ochanya Tijani | Bisexual. No Vampires. | E46018 | Werewolf ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 22 | Female | 6'1" | Third Year ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ Confident | Protective | Persuasive | Tenacious ☁ Machiavellian | Volatile | Prejudiced | Cocky ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES Carpentry and woodworking | World music, especially ones with heavy drums | Tattoos, though she doesn't have any | Rock Climbing, Hiking, any outdoorsy physical activity | Medium Rare steak, get the good grill marks, bud | Herbal teas DISLIKES Fireworks and firecrackers | Winter weather, especially with a lot of snow | People who think they're comedians because they just regurgitate quotes from actual comedians or movies or god forbid 'memes'| Blood suckers. You know, mosquitoes. | People who drink coffee instead of tea. | Golf

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS It goes without saying, because it is clear if one simply looks at her, but Ochanya is strong. Like, physically strong. Like even in her human form she looks like she could deadlift a car and then run a mile while fireman carrying three sacks of potatoes or something equally as heavy. She is a physical specimen and her body reflects that, needless to say that is enhanced when she goes wolf mode. If all she had going for her was her physicality it would be impressive, but she's more than just her muscles and attitude. Ochanya fancies herself as a natural leader and it's hard to argue with her - and not just because those who argue with her tend to get the death glare at best and a threat of injury at worst. She knows how to inspire loyalty in those worth taking in and fear in those who would stand against her. To those who are in her care, she will be like a mother lioness looking out for her cubs, to those who stand against her she will be as an unrelenting tornado, destroying everything in her path until it is unrecognizable. It is her willingness to put herself in the line of fire when those she cares for that gives her a little bit of softness to her hardened edge; sure she carries and acts like a badass but she cares deeply for those in her pack and they, in turn, trust that she will always have their back in anything, from help with homework or advice on how to ask someone out, or the obvious of being the first one to fight on their behalf. Ochanya is the alpha in her mind and in her actions even if not in practice. Yet. Her name means Queen, after all. While she isn't as long lived as some certain blood sucking bastards, Ochanya is nonetheless fairly worldly given her age. It stems from her upbringing among people who shared cultures from different parts of the world. She often uses what she has learned from those old cultural exchanges when doling out advice - though the ironic thing is she rarely seems able (or wanting) to take the advice she is so ready to give others. WEAKNESSES Ochanya is quick to act which can be a benefit and a detriment depending on what it is. Her hatred of vampires is well known and she is not shy about letting them know and if she even hears word that one of them was talking bad about her or her pack, she will march over and do something about it. Some have said this makes her hot headed and they might be right, but she never attacks first - other than when she attacks without knowing the whole picture, which makes her more rash than anything else. Ochanya's primary motivation is to become the alpha of every werewolf on campus and that has some people accusing her of only caring in the political sense, as in saying only what needs to be said in order to curry favor and win over support. Like most things, Ochanya is not shy about where she stands and what her goals are and in her mind if you're a werewolf and not on her side then when the time comes you will either be on her side by force or be forced to find a different pack. This can make it difficult for her fellow wolves to see her as the friendly, motherly figure she wants them to think of her as and in her single focused mind she doesn't seem to see the bigger picture of what this means for her socially. Her cockiness borders on arrogance and she can't resist a challenge. Everything with Ochanya is a challenge, even friendly competition has a tendency to become a bit unfriendly when she's involved. Ochanya hates losing. Card games? Eating competitions? Athletic events? If she comes second, it's as if she came last place. One time she was invited to play a game with some witches and wizards and when she was out of money twenty minutes later she smashed the table and threw the board onto the roof of the school. It's still up there. Ochanya expects the best from herself which is why she pushes herself to be a winner at all things. To her credit, she can back up a lot of what she boasts and wins a lot of the time, it's just those times where she doesn't that people have to beware her wrath. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ If Ochanya played darts her dartboard would be plastered in yearbook photos of the vampires that make up Hawthorne's student body. No one seems to care that vampires get preferential treatment: they're the largest group, some of them damn near live there for like thirty fucking years, and they have 'special' curriculum. They are the reason why Hawthorne hasn't seen the goddamn sun in forever. Werewolves have one professor on campus. One. Special fucking treatment. And she's supposed to just accept it just because they have numbers? Fuck that. Vampires think they're above everyone else. The pale blood sucking freaks. When it comes to her fellow werewolves, Ochanya is very simple. If you're with her, then you're with her. If you're not, then you'd better decide quickly if you want to be her enemy or not. Being with her comes with a bevy of benefits. Being against her comes with potential bodily harm. It's a simple choice. Ochanya doesn't mind the witches and wizards so long as they don't give her a reason to. She likes them fine enough and knows they have their own things going on. She feels like the witches and wizards are more similar to the werewolves than the vampires but that might be because she's trying to play nice with the spell users because having them on her side would be a great numbers addition when opposing the goddamned blood suckers. Still, even without that, she is fine with them and even apologized to the ones whose game and table she broke. She made them a new table. She likes making things. With wood. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ To become the alpha at Hawthorne and in her own pack after the fact. FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ That she'll never be good enough. For anything. For everything. That the failures of her past will color her future. в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ Ochanya, whose name means Queen, was born in Nigeria, near Lagos, though she was never quite fond of the metropolitan side of the city. Ochanya's father fought in the Nigerian Civil War but he never liked to talk about it with Ochanya and she could tell from a young age that pressing him to do so was not a good idea, but it was his experience in the war that made it hard for Ochanya to love the man who was her father. Respect him, sure. But it was hard to love a man who raised his hand against his family. Family is important to Ochanya and it wasn't until she was taken in with the pack, after escaping a particularly painful night that left her mother in the hospital and her father 'sleeping off the drink' in jail for a night, that she started to truly understand the value of family. Ochanya was cursed with lycanthropy at age 7 and by the time she was 13 she thought of her pack as her real family, particularly the leader, Oba. Oba was a passive man who led the pack simply because of seniority and while Ochanya didn't respect him, she did love him as a father. It was with the pack that Ochanya learned about different cultures and tribes, because every other full moon there would be a gathering from different African and even European and Indian werewolves where they all came together and shared food and stories and experiences. Ochanya loved these and though she was never allowed to sit at the elder's meeting, she would always be first to sit and listen to some of the storytellers speak on history and tradition. As Ochanya reached her teenage years, she began to think less and less of Oba, whose pack was growing smaller and smaller because others were sensing weakness. Ochanya encouraged Oba to not take this lightly, and to strike back and make his pack strong. Stronger. Strongest. It came to a head after Ochanya, after boldly claiming that Oba, whose name means king, would be the alpha of Nigeria. This wasn't taken well by the biggest pack, who challenged Ochanya. Oba, covering for Ochanya's folly, stood up and accepted the terms: if Oba won, he would inherit the biggest pack, if he lost so too did he forefeit his pack, which was his life. Ochanya didn't realize at the time that that meant his life was literally on the line. Oba lost. It was not pretty. Ochanya watched as Oba died and Ochanya was not welcomed into the victor's pack because he had no room for "boastful, ignorant pups." Only he didn't call her a pup. He used a far harsher word. Ochanya was alone. Packless. Riddled with guilt. It was her fault Oba died. And she ran. She fled Nigeria. She wound up in India. In Asia. In Europe. She used the knowledge learned from the past meets to survive and barter. She was nomadic out of necessity, but she vowed that Oba's death would be the last time she let someone else fight her battles. The last time anyone died for her. Eventually, Ochanya found her way to Hawthorne, supported by a small group of wolves she lived with in Douro Valley, Portugal. It is at Hawthorne that Ochanya wishes to start making her own pack. To become the leader she believes herself to be. Her name means Queen for a reason.

[Dasheon]

Blake Laurier | Wizard

Blake Laurier

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_______________________________________________ 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐫 | 𝐛𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 | #𝐟𝐛𝟕𝟑𝟕𝟕 | 𝐰𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝 ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 𝟏𝟖 | 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 | 𝟓'𝟕 | 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ☁ 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐝, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐞 ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES Feminine Attire Magic Music Challenges Improvement Attention DISLIKES Loud Noises Confrontation Dishonesty Ignorance Negativity

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS > 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 —— A lover of finding solutions to difficult problems for himself and alongside others. He's willing to spend a good amount of days thinking over a good puzzle. If all else fails, he sometimes wouldn't reject assistance. > 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 —— It was no secret to him that he would have his heart set on his goals. Whether he is an expert on a subject or struggling to grasp the basics, his drive for improvement keeps him going. Failure is only a lesson, after all. > 𝐕𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 —— Years of vocal training has allowed him to perfect a variety of vocal tones. He often changes his voice for the appropriate mood. Not to be confused with voice impressions. WEAKNESSES > 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧-𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 —— Easy to offend and doesn't know how to properly respond to situations, if at all. One could be a problem towards him and he'd just allow it most of the time. > 𝐋𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧-𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐧 —— Will space out randomly and stop focusing on what he needs to. Uncontrollable and has had a history of consequences as a result. > 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧-𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐫 —— All he wants is for people to acknowledge his accomplishments, or anything about him at all. This sense of being ignored won’t do him any good. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ It will take a while to get used to living among these beings he always heard about. Of course, he's a believer that everyone can be a good person no matter how dangerous they may be. This doesn't mean he won't be cautious around everyone, especially the Vampires and Werewolves. He'll especially become grown attached to the Witches and Wizards due to his fascination with learning new magic with others. Perhaps one day he will not be as afraid of everything and embrace to dynamic changes in his life. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Taking on new challenges, striving for improvement, perhaps even love FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Social Anxiety Disorder || Nyctophobia в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ The idea of magic has always fascinated him, so being a Wizard is a perfect fit. However, he may sometimes choose to identify as a Witch and wear certain attire to match the look. There's not much reasoning behind it except for the fact that it aligns with his previous interests before Hawthorne Academy. In fact, it took him til recently that who he wanted to be was the opposite of what was expected of him. Not just by identity, but his careers and interests as well. As a child, he was always told that his magic was useless since it was forbidden to use it among the humans. His father encouraged the idea of studying law and battling criminals in court. Of course, he never saw a problem with it as he's a believer that bad people be punished, but he started to steer away from that path. He was well aware of his mental capacity that his father refused to acknowledge and started to see the dark reality of prosecution: innocent people can be punished too. His mother, however, saw what Blake truly desired. She would often show Blake how to use and master his hidden talents while his father was occupied with work. It wasn't until Blake was 16 years old when his parents split apart after their conflicting views. Ever since, he's had more than enough opportunity to prepare for his life at Hawthorne Academy. He wouldn't be where he is today without her, and he will ensure her support will not go to waste.

[SunsetWanderer]

@Fabricant451 Nabi and Ochanya are 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝!
@PatientBean Fontaine is 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝!

Also, just posting here for clarity that we’re going to be starting on this coming Saturday 10th, and I’ll put up the first post then.

[udonoodles]

Jojo | Werewolf

JONATHAN HEWSON

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_______________________________________________ JONATHAN "JOJO" HEWSON | HOMOSEXUAL | 32a85a | WEREWOLF ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ TWENTY TWO | CIS MALE | 5'11" | FOURTH YEAR ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ OPTIMISTIC, TRUSTWORTHY, EXTROVERTED, CHARISMATIC ☁ MERCURIAL, DRAMATIC, SCATTERBRAINED, IMPULSIVE ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES THE BEACH OUTDOORS DANCING FLAVOURED TEA EARLY MORNINGS JEWELLERY DISLIKES COFFEE SAD ENDINGS BEING YELLED AT SPICY FOOD SOLITUDE CATS

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ STRENGTHS ☀ LONE STAR - Jonathan is strong-willed and independently minded, and isn't easily swayed or charmed. Those with duplicitous intentions will find it difficult to control him. ☀ FARM DOG - With an agricultural background, Jojo's powers have adapted to farm-life. He is incredibly agile and precise in his movements, with a fearsome growl and the ability to differentiate people and animals by their scents. ☀ SUNFLOWER - Jojo is incredibly, infectiously optimistic. He's always able to pick out the silver lining and look on the bright side of situations. ☀ DISCIPLINED - From his time on the farm, Jonathan has good control over his powers around others. He isn't easily overwhelmed by them, even during a full moon. WEAKNESSES ☁ RUNT OF THE LITTER - For a werewolf, Jonathan's strength leaves much to be desired. ☁ ACADEMICALLY CHALLENGED - Jojo hasn't really taken to any of the subjects at the Academy. He's a practical learner, and gets little out of poring over textbooks or listening to lectures. ☁ THAT'S IT? - Jojo hasn't felt at home under the full moon for a while. For him, the bolstering effects of the moon are stunted. ☁ PARANOIA - Jonathan is mistrustful of others, second-guessing their intentions and suspecting the worst. This makes it difficult for him to bridge the gap socially, and takes some effort on the part of another to work through. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Naturally, Jojo is distrustful of vampires. It's a skin-deep distrust: Frankly, he's never understood why he should automatically have to oppose an entire group of supernatural beings just because "they're meant to be enemies". But generally, those on the other side don't share his opinions—thus, erring on the side of caution is usually the right move. Of werewolves, Jonathan is equally as distrustful—but for reasons more complex and justifiable. He is especially tired of the pack mentality and the tribal hierarchy of alphas, and does his best to divorce himself from werewolf tradition as much as possible. Of humans, Jonathan is jealous. Unlike werewolves or vampires, they're free to express themselves and live their lives as they see fit. There are no drawbacks to their abilities, no archaic traditions binding them to a certain way of doing, thinking or being. If he could, Jonathan would surrender his werewolf blood to become a human in a heartbeat. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ More than anything else, Jonathan desires freedom. He wants to be free from everything he cannot control—his family and his heritage most pressingly. Jonathan wants to create his own destiny, to be the ruler of his own life. He does not want someone to make the decisions for him, and likewise does not want to make decisions for others. Jonathan wants to walk the Earth without being burdened by expectations, to be defined by what he does rather than what he is. Paradoxically, Jojo is just as afraid of uncertainty: He is terrified as his closes in ever further on his final years at Hawthorne. His life is still in disarray, his future still uncertain—is his future doomed to be a bleak one? Is it even possible to recover, to overcome his circumstances and live a life worth living? FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Jonathan fears responsibility. He fears binding himself to a person, place or creed. He does not want to define what his life should be so early—he does not want to plan the path ahead. He does not want to be obligated to another, or to owe them in any way. He does not want to be restrained or confined, nor judged for factors outside of his control. в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ Family was everything to the Hewsons. That's what Jonathan—later affectionately dubbed "Jojo" by his younger sisters—had drilled into him from day one. They were a simple, traditional family, according to his father: They worked the land, their boys married girls and their girls married boys, and they'd sooner spit in a vampire's eye than shake their hand. Community was popular amongst most werewolves, but the Hewsons took it to an insular extreme. They had little to no contact with others outside of the family—any romantic partners would be vetted and introduced by the parents. None of them went to the Academies, decried by Mr. Hewson as institutions of pomposity and bureaucracy. They were all home-schooled instead by their mother and older sisters, taught to work in the fields and with the animals of their farm by their father and older brothers. This was the unshakeable tradition that had continued for so long in the Hewson family—and it was a tradition Jojo was determined to break. Rebellion began early, silently. It was a quiet, bubbling resentment for his lot in life—he hadn't, after all, been taught to vocalise his emotions. He expressed it in silent ways, subtly working against his family's plans for him. Then, he began to grow more bold, as his family's hand in his life became heavier. Their attempts to whip him into shape were fruitless, and their patience grew thin with Jojo over the years. Time and time again, he would prove himself an unpredictable force: He would do as he liked, without regard for the demands of other. Even after heavy punishment, he would not relent—on the contrary, it seemed to embolden him. As Jojo grew older, his family became more desperate to get him under control. They presented him with an ultimatum: If he didn't shape up by his eighteenth birthday, they'd send him away to live with his grandparents. If Jojo thought he was strict, his father had warned, wait until he was living under his grandparents' roof. The weeks passed. Jojo's eighteenth birthday came and went. His family's tune had changed, and dismally so: Now that he was an adult, they were kicking him out. They'd talked to his grandparents and came to that conclusion—he was a disgrace, he embarrassed his family name, and he wouldn't be a Hewson any longer. He had a month to sort things out, and then he'd be out. His parents were heartbroken, but they could see no alternative—so insular was their community that they couldn't possibly foresee a place for someone who refused to fall in line. Panicked, Jojo reached for a lifeline. Now eighteen, the Academy that his family had scorned for so many years would open its doors to him. There was nowhere else for him to go—nowhere he could stay, no other path his life could take. Motivated purely by pragmatism, Jojo accepted the call, and joined the student ranks of Hawthorne Academy. Here he would stay, to pick up the broken pieces of his life and create something new.

[Grimoire Gaming]

Niko Tepes | Vampire

_______________________________________________ Niklaus Aleksander Tepes | Pansexual Polyamorous | AA91D2 | Pureblood Vampire ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 20 | Cis Male | 5’11 | 3rd Year - New Transfer ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ☀ Ambitious | Bold | Determined | Loyal | Adaptive ☁ Spoiled | Contentious | Unstable | Disobedient | Leisurely ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ LIKES Fresh blood — always from a willing source Fencing — ironic mockery turned into a fond hobby Socializing — life is better surrounded by loved ones DISLIKES Authority — question everything and push boundaries Silence — quiet moments alone are most unpleasant Inefficiency — work smarter, not harder

s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ SKILLS ♔ Sword and Hand — Niko thinks swordplay is one of the most useless, outdated fighting skills, but Dmitri insisted that all of his children learn and master the art of the blade, as well as hand to hand combat, should they ever find themself disarmed. ♔ Good Looks and a Silver Tongue — So far, there’s not a single lick of trouble that Niko has gotten himself into and not been able to charm his way out of. How could you say no to such a handsome prince? With practice and focus, this could be wielded as a powerful form of compulsion, but he hasn’t bothered to try honing such powers yet. ♔ Speed and Strength — Although Niklaus has no idea why, he is much faster and stronger than his elder siblings. Whenever he spars with them, he almost always comes out the victor, much to their chagrin and his father’s pride. The reason behind these heightened abilities is held within the secret of his blood — he is not only Tepes, but half Drakuli, an older and far more potent vampire bloodline. WEAKNESSES ☠ Codependent — Without the constant, calming presence of his older sister, Niko is a ticking time bomb of emotional instability and neuroses. He’s never been away from Kasania for more than a few weeks and, unless he finds someone new to attach to and distract himself from himself, he teeters dangerously close to some sort of breakdown. ☠ Disowned — The Tepes children were raised as royals, sheltered from cruel realities by the seemingly endless comforts of the Tepes family legacy. In the king’s eyes, this has made his heirs weak, and no son of Dmitri Tepes should ever be seen as weak, not of blood nor of mind. As such, Niklaus has recently been cut off from the benefits he’s always known and has been sent across the globe to complete his academic training in Europe, without wealth, and more importantly, without the emotional support of his sister. This will be the greatest test of his life thus far, but it’s bound to be temporary, as he plans to fully exceed his father’s expectations and return home. ☠ Uninformed — Niklaus was born and raised into the upper echelon of vampiric society in New York City. He knows very little outside of being a Tepes prince, and even then, he is ignorant of the intricacies of the politics and strategies that his father implements to maintain control and power for their family. Niklaus doesn’t even know who his real mother is, let alone that the woman he has always called ‘mother’ is not, he’s been left in the dark in nearly all things. Until he proves himself to his father, he’s more pawn than prince. PERSONALITY ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Niklaus has lived a life where he has wanted for very little in terms of material things, and in that aspect he could be considered spoiled. However, he has struggled since childhood with his feelings of self-worth. While his father might have doted on him, his mother never did. Sometimes she just neglected him, other times she was blatantly cruel. For whatever reason, he was forced to feel like less than his other siblings. An accident. An unwanted child. A mistake. Because of this, Niko began to challenge authority. He questioned everything and resisted the traditional values of his family — if they were what it meant to be a Tepes, he would make sure his voice was heard speaking against them. Niklaus can be quite argumentative and frequently gets in disagreements with his father, which on the outside might color the young prince as being ungrateful of the privilege he was born into. But to Niko, being born with a silver spoon in his mouth wasn’t worth shit if it left such a bad taste on his tongue. Niklaus is determined to right what he sees as wrong, to call out what he disagrees with, and to strive towards perfection, even as it cripples him. While others might simply see him as a naive, rebellious teenager, Niko believes himself to be nobly bold. He’s fighting for what he believes is right, and he’s stubborn in those beliefs. Lastly, whether it be a fluke or a result of his mixed pureblood heritage — some of the older ‘royal’ bloodlines used to practice inbreeding — Niko was born a bit… touched. Niko frequently finds himself a slave to his deranged obsessions — habits, thoughts, sounds, and people. The last is the most notable, as Niklaus has a penchant for latching onto interesting traits of people, particularly humans, and going so far as to watch them from the shadows to learn everything there is to know about them. In this light, one might consider Niklaus a bit of a madman. Humanity is his to study and toy with, and only the best will survive to ascend to a place by his side. Although Niko might be what most would call crazy, ‘by his side’ is quite a good place to be, as he is the most loyal friend and ally. Niklaus would stop at nothing to protect those he cares for, the very select few they may be. OUTLOOK / IDEALS / PERSPECTIVE ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Niklaus was born an heir to the Tepes family legacy, the youngest of the brood, so of course his loyalty lies with his kindred. He may not always agree with his father’s traditional sentiments, but there is strength and power in the pure vampiric blood of his family that Niko wouldn’t trade for the world. The young prince loves interacting with other vampires and, unlike his father, he doesn't care if they are pureblooded, turned (which are less rare in NYC than other parts of the world), or the even rarer halfbreed. He has close friends amongst other families, some of which would gladly see his family dethroned as kings of New York to rise from their lower stations. The so-called ‘weaker’ bloodlines of his peers mean little to Niklaus, as they all share the same vampiric ancestry. Due to Niko’s… peculiarities... he has an interesting attitude towards humans. He sees mortals as experiments and playthings, a resource not only for food, but for entertainment to pass the endless sands of time. As for werewolves… Niklaus hadn’t even encountered one in person until his 1st year in Hemlock Academy, nestled amongst the quiet Adirondacks, far from the great metropolis he called home. Nikolaus hasn’t had enough time to form a full opinion on them, they seem alright enough, perhaps a bit smelly at times. Mages, though? He’s unfortunately quite familiar with their breed and finds the lot a bit too pushy and sanctimonious for his liking. Pretentious, but in a boring kind of way. They’re like the LaCroix of humanity — sparkling mortals that leave one thirsty for a bit more… flavor. AMBITIONS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Being just a baby in the grand scheme of the vampire world, Niklaus is still trying to figure out what he wants to accomplish with his eternal life. On the short term, he has been on the hunt for a perfect human specimen. His intention is to find this human and to create his very first turned vampire. His forbidden desire is to then continue this process until he has surrounded himself with a collection of powerful, perfect creatures. A family of his own creation. For the long term, Niklaus hopes to one day ascend as head of House Tepes. As a king of New York, he would have the power to rewrite all of the traditions that he disagrees with and build upon a created vampire culture that he deems as perfect in his own mind, twisted as it may be. Vampirism, especially his bloodline, is a gift, and gifts are meant to be shared. Archaic laws formed millennia ago by self-righteous witches, however… Well, some rules are meant to be broken. FEARS ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Surprisingly enough, Niklaus has many fears. He is well aware of the fact that his mind works differently than most, and he fears completely losing himself to madness. Although he is constantly bickering with his kingly father, Niko fears one day pushing it too far and losing the support of his family completely — a fear that his father’s latest test has brought painfully to light. He fears the cruelty and endless disappointment of his mother. He fears failure, weakness, and his death. He fears his friends dying or turning their backs on him. Above all, he fears losing his sister, who is his conscience and his rock in this wild world and, in his words, ‘the only cool member of the Tepes family aside from myself.’ в í σ g r α p h ч ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ Dmitri Tepes is a proud man whose legacy means everything to him. Years before he became the king of New York, he had been grooming his family for such a position. He took a beautiful pureblood vampire as a wife. He had two strong sons and a gorgeous daughter. Despite her beauty and own innate strengths, the latter was a disappointment to Dmitri. There was no familial honor to be gained in having daughters. Only sons could pass on the Tepes name. Only sons could grow Dmitri’s empire and secure his family’s rule. The closer he got to ascending to the head of the Tepes family and to kingship, Dmitri became even more obsessed with having male heirs. Fearing that procreating with his wife would result in yet another daughter, the king-to-be began to look elsewhere. Not just any concubine would do for Dmitri, however. If a woman was to bear him a son, she would have to be perfect. Pure of blood and strong. Dmitri didn’t have to look very far to find her, Jezebel was right in his city. She was one of the last descendants of the great house Drakuli, an ancient vampiric bloodline dating back to before the Moot. He courted the beautiful royal, treating her with all the kindness of a perfect gentleman. In time, she was with child, and birthed Dmitri his third son — Niklaus Tepes. Aside from Dmitri, his wife, and the Drakuli mistress, Niklaus’ true parentage has remained a royal secret. Although most of the family was none the wiser, from the first moment that Niklaus’ cries pierced the halls of the Tepes estate, he was different. While his parents and siblings all had dark brown hair, his was fair, verging on blond in certain lights — especially as a young child. He did have the Tepes blue eyes, but the secrets of his bastard heritage could be found in the creeping brown of his heterochromia. He was a beautiful baby that grew into an even more charming boy. Charming or not, there was one member of the Tepes family that could not stand his presence. His ‘mother’. She loathed that Dmitri’s adulterous affair had bore fruit, and she took it out on Niklaus himself. Even after she had secretly ordered an assassination of Jezebel Drakuli, her jealousy never waned. Had Niklaus not grown into a strong young vampire, always closely watched over by his proud father, the jealous queen might have tried to kill him too. Instead, she did the only thing she was capable of: she treated him like yesterday’s garbage. She was neglectful and cruel to him, ensuring that he never believed that he was better than her own children, despite what Dmitri might think. His Drakuli blood meant nothing. He meant nothing. If not for the loving heart of his sister, who just so happened to overhear her father and mother arguing about Niko’s bastardry one night, Niklaus might have grown up to believe those horrible things his mother said about him to be true. Kasania was his guardian angel. Niko’s older sister shielded him from their mother’s cruelty and offered the maternal love that he needed to not fall too deep into the madness that creeped at the edges of his mind. With her support and his father’s rigid combat training, Niklaus eventually grew himself a backbone. In recent years, he now feels the confidence to speak out against the injustice that he has felt being a part of the Tepes family. Both he and Kasania have been taught to know what it feels like to be considered less than, albeit by the opposite parents, so together they have stood with their hands held in the shadows of rebellion. Nia stood up for him when he was young and weak, and he returned the favor by protecting her biggest secret — that she fancied only women and would never have heirs of her own. Father would be furious if he ever learned of that, so Niko made sure he never would. Moving upstate to attend the Academy hidden deep in the forests of the Adirondacks had been a learning experience in many ways. It was Niklaus’ first time leaving the comforts of his sheltered upbringing and stepping into adulthood. It was his first time being away from Kasania, but she visited often enough to keep him sane. He met so many people from all around the North American continent, encountered creatures and cultures beyond any he’d seen before, even in a melting pot as big as NYC. Just when he was starting to love the experience and find his strength and stride in the Academy, Dmitri had made the decision to test not just Niklaus, but all of his children. The entire Tepes brood was scattered across the globe, separated from each other with limited contact and even less financing. They would have to learn to make it on their own, but mere survival would not be enough, they would have to thrive in order to impress Dmitri. Niklaus isn’t sure what accomplishments he will need to achieve in order to be welcomed back home, and he fears what he might become without his sister’s light, but he aims to make the most of the new experiences to be had at Hawthorne Academy. Perhaps half a world’s distance from his toxic family is exactly the kind of healing he’s been needing. Perhaps the perfect human specimen has been waiting for him in a sleepy Scottish village all this time. Perhaps he’ll rule a kingdom of his own, having returned to the land of his old world ancestors. Only time will tell, as it always does.