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The Rise of WillowClan

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♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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Silviea Balan, Daughter of Asclepius

_{"Nu toate mușcăturile au un anti-venin.."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Silviea Balan A G E June 16th, 18 G E N D E R Female S E X U A L I T Y Bisexual P L A C E O F O R I G I N Bucharest, Romania N A T I O N A L I T Y American-Romanian E T H N I C I T Y 55% Romanian, 10% Germanic, 35% Greek ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'7" Weight: 142lbs Hair: Dirty Blonde Eyes: Silvery-Bluish Body Type: Slimfit Body Marks: Fingers of the left hand are wrapped in thick, scaly-looking ring-tattoos. Her left forearm is also wrapped in a tattoo of a mean-looking Horned Viper. ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single F A M I L Y Father - Asclepius Father - Thomas Christian Mother - Alexandra Balan (Deceased) L E G A C Y Lyssa P E T S Mini-Mo is a 4-foot long female Dice Snake that often hangs around Silv's shoulders. The serpent was a gift her mother gave her after they moved to America. ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Storms ✔ Snakes ✔ Warm weather ✔ Metal Music ✔ Tattoos ✔ MMA ✔ Magic Tricks ✔ The Dark ✔ Fantasy D I S L I K E S ✘ Cold Weather ✘ Obnoxious people ✘ Smoking ✘ Looking weak ✘ Spicy Foods ✘ People who dislike snakes ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Stoic | Reticent | Stubborn | Curious | Protective | Playful | Competitive | Cautious | Watchful To be written. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y To be written. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Twenty-Five - Asclepius, God of Medicine T I M E AT C A M P 4 months R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S N/A? W E A P O N S - Recurve Bow - One-handed Dacian Falx - Her fists A B I L I T I E S Asclepius' Gift: Even from a young age Silviea possessed an amazing ability to regenerate from wounds. All but the most grievous of flesh wounds will begin to slowly regenerate after a number of minutes; broken bones can heal completely within a couple of weeks; and she can survive all but the deadliest of toxins, though the survival may not feel entirely pleasant. She is also able to use this gift on others, though doing so will deprive her of the healing herself, and exhausts her if done repeatedly. She also has a subconscious affinity for healing others, and sometimes splurts knowledge she didn't even know she knew. Serpent-Kin: Silviea has always felt a sort of kinship to snakes - an animal often used to depict healing or immortality. Only recently has she discovered she actually does have somewhat of a kinship to Asclepius' sacred creatures. She has the ability to communicate with and charm serpents, however she can only receive thoughts from them in the form of emotion-formed mental images. She also possesses some of the physical capabilities of the animals. She has inherited enhanced vibration detection as well as a very impressive sense of smell, which allows her to detect even minute changes of heat in her surroundings. She also has rather quick reflexes and is generally more agile than other Demigods. Ophiuchus: An ability not wholly discovered by Silviea, Ophiuchus, or "Serpent-bearer", allows her to alter the nature of serpents to aid her and her allies. The process involves the serpent shedding its skin to take a new form that enables it to perform unnatural feats. One example, even though an inadvertent change, is Silvie's pet snake Mini, who can heal the afflictions of those it bites. Other changes can be much more noticeable, though the fledgling Demigod has yet to experiment with the ability. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Silviea can speak Romanian, English, and a small bit of Greek. She's rather good at detecting and identifying mundane and magical sicknesses, due to a mixture of knowledge, scent, and an odd drop of instinct. Silviea has a slightly diluted Romanian accent, which she can thank her mother for. Out of her previous snakes, Mini seems to have formed the strongest connection with her. Sometimes she swears something in the small creature's eyes is more intelligent than it lets on. Although it is quite rare, when she gets angry her eyes become slightly more vertically slit-like, much like a venomous snake. It's kinda spooky. stuff stuff T H E M E S O N G THEME SONG NAME [youtube]YOUTUBE LINK[/youtube] Face Claim: N/A | #5f9ea0

WIP cuz it's late

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

Hullo. Gonna see if I can come up with a character for this, thinking of maybe some sort of snake-charming Son of Asclepius?
Is there a Discord for this rp btw?

Onto a Sea of Stars | [Full]

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@TGM

no u

Onto a Sea of Stars | [Full]

Flop.

M.A/I.D: Her Majesty's Assault/Intelligence Division

Damn. That’s a shame. Hope you get it back in the future and maybe we can continue or do something else <3

Forsaken

Nemorad

INTERACTING WITH: N/A
LOCATION: Caraway Inn

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Nemorad nodded to himself along with the conversation as the members of his newfound group discussed what their plan of action would be. It seemed they were a rather competent bunch - probably a few who'd been around the block a couple times, or more. The Warforged himself was content to watch the conversation from his standing position behind some of them, mentally noting down the important details and planning they'd discuss - something he did subconsciously, being that he was designed to be a follower rather than a leader. Most of the propositions seemed sensical to him, but the actions of the Kobold did cause him some measure of nervousness. However, he felt inclined to trust the small creature due to the nature of their meeting; if it had been someone else holding another at gun/knife-point, he wouldn't have hesitated to draw his own weapons. But fortunately for everyone in the establishment, things ended amicably with the intervention of the one named 'Faint'. The Warforged had the mind to leave behind extra payment to compensate for the disruption, but it seemed the other members of the group did so on their own. That was comforting, at least.

After that, it seemed the time for planning was over and it was now time to gather the information they required for their quest, with the members of the crew wrapping up their conversations. Nemorad turned his horned head to look at Flick as the Genasi asked his question before deciding better of it and making to exit the establishment, paying his tab along the way. His partner seemed like a rather cordial individual. And he was even a wilderness guide - and a detective!
The large-bodied construct felt somewhat of a comforting feeling having such a person has his partner, even as he took his slow heavy steps to follow him, making a practiced handwave back to the members of the group that'd be going elsewhere. His long strides let him keep up with the more quick-footed being, and the taller Warforged looked down at him as he almost met his pace.

"I have no other obligations to take care of." Nemorad answered the Genasi's previous question in his gravely tone. His eyes shifted towards the Kobold who skittered off to the side just as they reached the door to the tavern, and his head rotated to watch him as he paused. He felt that feeling of anxiousness rise up again as Lak Lok jumped up onto a patron's table and slapped their cutlery away. He half-turned back to the table, before the lizard deemed it necessary to explain himself. If the Warforged had muscles, they would've relaxed then. Maybe the Kobold wasn't as ill-manne- well, no he was that. But maybe he wasn't so bad. He turned back to the door and pushed it open, following his partner.

"I've only been here for a day." He concluded, looking around as they entered the sunlight. His gaze fell upon his horse, who had taken it upon himself to wander to a random shrub and chomp at it, his reigns dangling off of his withers.

M.A/I.D: Her Majesty's Assault/Intelligence Division

@Bartimaeus (Ruxie) has been appointed squad leader. This means a few things:

1.) Ruxie will be held accountable for mission failure.

*concerned cat noises*

M.A/I.D: Her Majesty's Assault/Intelligence Division

Excited to see her ^^

M.A/I.D: Her Majesty's Assault/Intelligence Division

Ideally I’d like at least one more peep in our squad, but personally I probably wouldn’t mind starting as is.
(Someone get in here and steal my gal’s leader spot D:<)