Hedgehawk

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

Rowan Aspen Gale

((FC: Jack Greystone // Dialogue color: 74BF4C))
“You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.” — Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon

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Name: Rowan Aspen Gale

_Nickname(s):

• Bear is his one and only acceptable nickname.

Gender: Male. He//Him

Age: Twenty-four // February 19th // Pisces

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.

Witch or Warlock: Witch

Schools of Magic:

• Conjuration (7): The first of Rowans powers to manifest, he is strongest in the school of Conjuration.
  
  • Rowan has been blessed with electricity, wind, and water control.
    
    • The lightning that Rowan shoots from his hands is light green in color, and has a range of fifty feet. He can also use this electricity as a shield around himself for up to ten minutes. He cannot use the spell offensively and defensively at the same time.
    • Storm Bringer: During intense times of battle, Rowan has been known to be able to combine his powers and start large thunderstorms where lightning strikes his enemies and rainfall makes it hard for anyone to see. He is working on controlling this immense power, as it does take a lot out of him.
• Transmutation (5:) Through transmutation, Rowan can call metals from the earth to him, and craft them into weapons and shields. He can also mend weapons, heal people, and blend in with his surroundings.
  
  • Metal working: Rowan has a sixth sense for knowing when he is around precious metals and gems. He can call them to him, and weld them in his hands to become what he wishes. He can also use them in their raw forms as large shields.
  • Healing: Just like mending weapons, Rowan can mend people. He can stop blood flow, close up wounds, and mend bones. He cannot bring anyone back from a life saving injury, but he can prolong the inevitable.
  • Chameleon: While most transmutations can change the appearance of themselves or those around them, Rowan has been blessed with the ability to blend in with his surroundings. Much like a chameleon, Rowans skin can change colors and textures to make him virtually invisible.

Personality:

Loyal • Thrill Seeker • Kind • Hero Complex • Observant • Territorial • Protective • Daring

History/Bio:

• Born and raised in Tanner Washington, Rowan was the only child in a very loving family. While his immediate household was small, Rowan had a family full of aunts, uncles, and cousins. Holidays were very warm, cozy, and crazy. He has strong southern roots, with most of his family originating from Louisiana, Georgia, and Alabama. Rowans mother was a powerful witch - his father a warlock. The Gale family has never been looked at as the strongest or most powerful out there - but they are useful.
• Rowans school life was easy enough. While he didn't care for his studies, retaining the information came naturally to him and helped him to get good grades. In high school, Rowan was on the football and wrestling teams. He dropped out of wrestling at the start of Junior year to focus on football full time. Rowan stared on the team as an offensive lineman his whole high school career. Girls came and went, but Rowan never really focused on them. Rather than seeking love out, it always seemed as if love was seeking Rowan instead. He never really had much interest in the games that came along with short lived relationships, and chose to focus on sports instead.
• Getting a full ride to multiple universities for an athletic scholarship, it didn't take long for Rowan to turn them all down - much to his parents disappointment. Rowan has worked for his families logging company since the age of sixteen, and saw no reason in going to college to make less money. He put more of his time into his blacksmithing, woodworking and crafts. Eventually, he gained a good enough following online to get some of his pieces sold and displayed in famous peoples houses, museums and the like. He has spent the last few years in Tanner the same way he has enjoyed the rest of his life - peacefully in the outdoors.

Extras:

• Rowan likes to cook in his spare time. While he’s not a pro, he can cook the hell out of fried chicken, and has been unmatched on the grill so far.
• Aside from foraging and woodworking, Rowan also has a green thumb and likes to grow most of what he cooks at home. His home is equipped with solar power, and the yard is sprinkled with a plentiful amount of fruit trees. He also raises his own chickens.
• Drinks on occasion, and has been known to smoke socially. He’s a pretty sober person for the most part.
• Drives a green '57 Chevy pickup truck. He calls it Bessie.
• Owns a six year old black and white bulldog named Sassy. Sassy is basically Rowans child.
• Aside from foraging and woodworking, Rowan also has a green thumb and likes to grow most of what he cooks at home. His home is equipped with solar power, and the yard is sprinkled with a plentiful amount of fruit trees. He also raises his own chickens.
• He can play both the electric and acoustic guitar.

@Hedgehawk

yes i made another one. don't look at me like that.

@HaleyTheRandom

Accepted! Here we go again!

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Hopefully I've toned down enough of the problematic spots Hedgehawk and I spoke about enough; started losing creative steam when I touched on the personality segment. Open to making more adjustments if need be. This is mostly just to get something up in good faith.

"Caitlin Morgan Cade"

"Well I've never had to knock on wood
But I know someone who has
Which makes me wonder if I could
It makes me wonder if I've never had to knock on wood
And I'm glad I haven't yet
Because I'm sure it isn't good
That's the impression that I get."
- The Impression That I Get, by The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

Caitlin Morgan Cade

• Cait
• Mo
• CMC
• Cade! (When non-family are angry with them)

Gender: AFAB ENBY (She/They)
Sexual Orientation: Asexual; Pan-Romantic.
Age: 21 (going on 22) | June 15th | Gemini

Witch or Warlock: Witch

Magic

Stunted by their lack of discipline in their youth, Cait's Magic lacks behind her peers in terms of power and consistency.

Transmutation

• Telekinesis; the general ability to hold, lift, and move objects through sheer concentration and willpower. Effectiveness is limited by factors of size, weight, and anchoring of the object(s) and time and focus invested by the user. Cait has rarely exceeded control over objects exceeding her bodyweight; when she has, it's been in moments or anger or excitement, and were short lived
• Levitation; Cait is able to use magic as a means of mobility and maneuvering. She's been limited to short spans of suspending herself in midair, and short range gliding; with training, true flight is possible.

Invocation

• Non-elemental Projections; channeling through a means comparable to Telekinesis, Cait is capable of producing elementally neutral blasts. Comprised of a vaguely visible energy projectile, these blasts are focused projectiles of kinetic energy that generally deal blunt force damage. Typically achieved to the extent of projecting comparable force to Caitlin's physical ability. Additional training yields heightened strength of projected force.
• Aerokinesis/Aeromancy; at age fifteen, Cait got into an argument with their parents, during which she inadvertently created a brief gale force wind, hinting at a potential for air/wind based magic. However, she's yet to cause such effects willingly, and hasn't done so to such an extreme since that day.

Conjuration
No measurable feats thus far.

Psychology

Perhaps as a symptom of her youth, Caitlin has long held misgivings and uncertainties regarding the life she was born into. She's moved, in part, by an urge to distance herself from the tradition and responsibilities of her bloodline. To some, she comes across as lazy; a slacker, lacking in a sense of duty or responsibility. To others, Cait is simply detached from the reality of her situation. Either way it is, Mo seems more want to pursue what interests her over what others have deemed necessary. Prone to relaxing a bit too much, and spending downtime goofing off, being "unproductive," or otherwise partying hard.

A pathological daydreamer, Cait is frequently distracted by thoughts of things she’d like to be doing and places she’d like to be and see. It is this want of being elsewhere doing other things that presents her as unfocused and at times scatterbrained. It is frequent that Cait is caught mulling deeply over a special interest (eg. skating); these special interests often eat up the lion’s share of Cait’s train of thought, resulting in a hyperactive display of body language until she can manifest those thoughts into actions.

She's not cold towards or aloof from others; in fact, she is, for the most part, easy going, and approachable. She's not one to stir conflict among others. With a "you do you, I'll do me," attitude generally, Cait prefers not prod at the sharper edges of the people around her if she can help it. They’re genuinely supportive of those around them, often giving props when a friend or even a stranger does something well, and dispensing a unique, surfer-esque brand of reassurance when others struggle or falter.

Cait’s relation to fellow students of the Coven tends her towards more of a bystander mentality; there are a dozen or more people invested in it; all of them older and more experienced. With the likes of her parents and older peers holding down the fort, what is the absence of one?

History

The child of Warlock Marcus Elliot Cade and Witch Morgan Elizabeth Cade. Caitlin Morgan Cade was born in Tanner, and raised among the Coven. Not sharing the fondness for magic or the particular sense of duty that her parents and other members of the coven held firmly to, she invested less than her peers in the way of developing her abilities, leaving much of her greater potential untapped. Instead, she was Enamored with street culture in nearby Seattle; Cait's interests tended more towards skating, concerts, parties, and 'herbal remedies.' Despite the best efforts of both her elders and her friends within the Coven, her progress remained stunted; her focus was frequently drifting to life outside of the Coven, when she'd go exploring, skating, or to another show. On a scarce few occasions she attempted to play hooky from a lesson, though it always came back to bite her: she was either caught and returned to her instructor, made to do chores, or, in one instance wherein she wasn't returned, subject to a late night sessions that bled into a school day, leaving no time for rest.

Yet the efforts of the Coven couldn't break her from the 'distracting train of thought' she was on.

Though she had managed good marks in high school, when the time came to go off to college, Cait was unenthused. Not caring much for sitting in a classroom for another four years, she opted to stay local, attending Seattle Central College on a two year degree program (mostly at the urging of her parents). She went on to spend the following two years living in the 206, taking classes by day, and rolling her skateboard in local amateur competitions by night. Placing high in all contests, in part due to her uncanny ability to land tricks even when she seemed guaranteed to bail. In the span of two years she built a reputation around the Seattle skating scene; thoughts of going pro ran through her head daily.

Two years, an Associate Degree, and a bank of prize money and part time paychecks later, she decided to bounce from the Northwest. Hopping the first bus south, she shredded in Oregon for half a year. When the chance came, she made the dip down to California, catching air and grinding rails on the San Francisco Bay area. When she wasn't on her board, she was in party mode, hitting up concerts and getting high. Through it all she came out with a handful of medals from competitions. Still, she rolled further south looking for a chance to wow a sponsor so she could skate in professional competitions. Figuring SoCal the place to be, she landed outside of L.A., in the town of Chino Hills, where she crashed on a friend's couch.

She'd get little more than one contest under belt before she was hoisted by her own baton.

She had attended a late night bonfire at Venice Beach. Half way through the night, the festivities spiraled out of control. Before anyone knew what was happening, the blinding flashes of red and blue strobe lights and the piercing cry of sirens broke through the masses. In a panic, the droves scattered and fled from the beach and into the city streets. Cait, pursued closely by an LAPD squad car, skated her way into a dead end back alley. Cornered between a wall and the police bearing down on her, she gathered her will… turning to the cop car, she skated headlong towards it. In a last second leap of faith, she ollie'd and, aided by small bit of Telekinesis, jumped clear over the car, and skated her way out of the jam.

In the wake of the narrow escape, Cait went into hiding, laying low in a safe house for almost a week. Once certain that the trouble had subsided she returned to her friend's house in Chino Hills. There waiting for her were the two people she least hoped to see: her parents. Having used the wiles and abilities of the Coven to track her down, they had arrived nearly two hours ahead of her. In hand, her father carried a tabloid headlined "Las Angeles Police Department Search for Suspects in Venice Beach Incident." Under the headline was a rough sketch of Caitlin, among others from the party. Dragging her out of the house and out of earshot, her father admonished her for her recklessness. He stressed that such actions could find their way back to the Coven, that if not for he and Cait's mother, the repercussions would have been more extreme.

Cait's parents concluded with an order from the Coven to return to Tanner; it was time, they explained, for her to buckle down and complete her training.

The next morning, flanked by mother and father, both wearing disappointed scowls, Caitlin boarded the first flight out from LAX to Seattle-Tacoma…

Miscellaneous

• Family has multiple cats; her favorite is a Maine Coon named Tiberius, who is the runt of his litter.
• Has a tattoo of a hummingbird on the back of her left shoulder.

Relationships

TBD/WIP

@Wayward

Oh my god I never clicked post

Aiden Heseltine

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FC: Arseniy Shachin. Color: 6D3030
"Godddd- If you could remember half the shit you’ve pulled...."

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Basic Information

Name: Aiden Heseltine
Gender Male
Age: 24
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual Demisexual
University Degree: Masters in Geography

Magical Abilities

Witch or Warlock: Witch
Schools of Magic:

• Abjuration (3):
  
  
  
  • Multitude of Wards - From spells to protect against weather, enforcing deals, halting lies should they reach lips, prevent threads the wear time and the cut of knives to enchantments that protect against harm.
  • Dulled Ears, Closed Eyes - See under enchantment*
• Necromancy (1):
  
  
  
  • Trinket Reading - See under enchantment*
• Enchantment (5):
  
  
  
  • Trinket Reading - Throughout its history, an object may be imprinted by a soul and the instance of time leeches in between its atoms, its molecules. Being so little as an emotion to a whole packot of memory, Aiden can bring forth these imprints at his own discretion.
  • Mind Manipulation - Aiden knows several spells that can mess with thoughts and memories; destroying, shaping or even imprinting his own onto others. The extent of what he can do depends on how long he has, if there are countermeasures in place, and if the target resists.
  • Dulled Ears, Closed Eyes - A spell acting as a perception filter for the mundanes and masking the supernatural in a small area- Unless face to face with something truly undeniable, what a mundane sees or hears about is more likely to be forgotten, brushed off as nonsense or explained away with 'common sense'... or outright unseen. Helpful in an emergency scrap... but unreliable.

Personality:
Aiden Heseltine is a pretty solitary guy, not totally by choice but not really against it either. He's always struggled to fit in with those around him even after all these years. His years at uni have helped him with this and he now masks rather convincingly, being able to quip and snap back or act friendly when he needs to, but it's still just a mask, and it's tiring.

Aiden just wants to take life slow, he doesn't get why everyone has to care so much about god-damn near everything- not that he'll say it. But even if he did, he'd probably try and erase your mind, and slip away. He's like that, a slippery kind of dick even if it comes from just wanting to get away from confrontation.

Even with this, he's always curious, about people, about fitting in, but to those that know him- really know him. It's up to them if they think he's a problem, or just plain old pathetic.

History/Bio:

"Without memories, we move without the weight of the past ''

A silly old saying and if it were from another family it would probably mean forgiveness. But not to the Heseltines. One family of the coven steeped in tradition, its family tree weathering storms of generations of infighting and in so building a foundation of rules that each new twig in the family would be raised on, to then one day raise their own to the same set of rules. Until now, and we come to Aiden Heseltine.

Being the son of no one of any real significance, It could be said the same lacklustre quality was passed on to Aiden. Having no real aptitude to magic save for some degree of skill in spells pertaining to the mind- That would do little to sway his interest in the mystical arts. No, if it wasn't for his parents dragging him off for training every other day like it was some kind of school then Aiden would have been spending his days in the woods, his eyes in the sky or his hands searching the floor for cool stones or some sick-ass looking sticks.

No, he never really changed much from that small kid in the forest. His days were lost in thought and how he took life as slow as he did, those habits of the wood bled through his skin and made themselves home in his heart to where even in town, even with other people he would act the same; always taking things slow, like he wasn't ever really there in any moment. You could tell at a glance Aiden struggled to fit it, wherever he was.

It wasn't until he turned 18 and left for university that he began to feel like he'd learned to fit in. Far from his family and the town, he could reinvent himself, and act like someone new as if he was trying on new clothes. He could see how it went and reinvent himself further. Friends could be found or made in drones at uni what with his new personality- but it never was meant to be. Aiden could only keep them for a short time. Something would always happen, a bad vibe, a fight or maybe he'd push them away. In the end, they'd leave. Or Aiden would make them. When things were going south, Aiden would strip the minds of everyone he'd been calling a friend- not of their memories of him, just the reason for their drifting apart, and dull their memories of him. They'd still leave, but there would be no animosity. To those so-called friends, Aiden would be a fair-weather friend that they'd stopped talking to for no reason or another.

It was like this for years, meeting new people, spending a few months together until once again, tearing through their psyche before they moved on- but it was enough for Aiden. That's how we come to now, back to Tanner, and whatever it might bring.

@Carbonatter

Double accept

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

It has been two weeks since we started, we already have drama, a bunch of charaters, with some extra players in the work to! We have already reached 24 IC posts too, which is great. It looks like everyone is having a great time! It means alot to see everyone enjoying what we have in the works. I hope this carries on for a long time!

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Me reading the latest posts

@WolfLover

Everything is coming together nicely xD

Let the drama begin

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Zach Carter

"It's not the good that die young, it's the lucky."

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B A S I C S Magic Type Witch Place of Birth Tanner, Washington Age 23 Height & Weight 6’2”(187.96cm)/176lbs (79.83kg) Sexual Orientation Polyamorous Pansexual College Degree Bachelors Degree in Music Arts P O W E R S Evocation Eldritch Blast - Zach summons a beam of crackling energy at a target. He can split the beam off and have it target upto three people. Lightning Lure - Creating a lash of pure lightning, Zach catches a target infront of him and pulls them towards him while shocking them at the same time. Lightning Bolt - Zach creates a beam of Lightning, travelling in a 100ft line. The bolt passes through targets, allowing him to line up multiple pour souls. Illusion Silence - Zach creates a 20ft Sphere where all sound is muted. No sound can be created or pass through the sphere for 10 minutes. Fear - people standing in 30ft cone infront of Zach become scared and see their worst fear, causing them to drop whatever they are holding and run away from Zach Phantasmal Killer - Zach taps into a persons mind and creates an illusory manifestation of their deepest fears, visible only to them. The target becomes frightened and every 6 seconds takes physic damage while in the nightmare. Lasts for a minute. Transmutation Kinetic Jaunt - Zach magically enhances his movement. For one moment he can move faster, further and becomes near impossible to hit. Blink - Zach can vanish from the mortal plane and arrive at the Ethereal Plane. Can walk along the Ethereal plane and then blink back to the mortal plane in a new location. Reverse Gravity - In a 50ft radius cylinder, Zach reverses gravity, sending everything unanchored to the ground upwards to 100ft. If there is a solid object blocking the 100ft then it counts as slamming into it.

B A C K G R O U N D Zach's childhood in Tanner was anything but idyllic. His parents were both warlocks, and were somewhat shocked that they had managed to birth a witch. Not that they really cared. Zach wasn't a planned birth, and was the result of a very drunken night of love. As such growing up, Zach was left mostly to his own devices, being left at the Coven to learn magic so he was out of his parents way. Moving into High School, he took odd jobs to make himself more independent and provide some funds. He bought a guitar and began to learn it, spending weekends busking in the park. While he wasn't a bad person per se, his relaxed personality, attracted a certain kind of bully, and Zach had no issue going toe to toe with them and laying them out. He gained a reputation as a brawler who didn't care who he fought. As he entered his later teen years he began to explore his sexuality, and settled on not being picky. So long as he got his every night, he didn't care where he got it from. If someone had anything bad to say about it, they could gladly eat an fist. He ended up keeping a little black book, where he detailed and rated all the people he slept around with and their numbers. Deciding that college might be of some use, he decided to enroll at Olympia while studying for a music degree. Unlike his fellow Tanner members, Zach stayed the course and got a degree in the musical arts. Suffice to say he did spend way too much time partying and sleeping around, practicing his flirting on any guy or gal that would reciprocate it back. Returning to Tanner was the last thing he wanted to do. But the message from Carlisle to return to the coven pulled him back. He doesn't know how to feel about coming back. With his reputation, and some of the state he left relationships in before his retreat to college. P E R S O N A Zach's personality is marked by aggression, self-centeredness, and a lack of control over his emotions. He is someone who tends to act impulsively and without much consideration for the consequences of his actions. At the core of Zach's personality is his aggressiveness. He has a tendency to be confrontational and combative, and he often responds to even minor conflicts with a disproportionate level of anger and hostility. This makes him difficult to work with and even harder to be around. Zach is also extremely self-centered, and he tends to view the world through the lens of how it affects him personally. He has little patience for other people's needs or concerns, and he often prioritizes his own desires over the needs of others. This can make him come across as callous and insensitive. For him everything is about self enjoyment. He has no issue going from one night stand to one night stand. Zach struggles with controlling his emotions. He is prone to outbursts of anger and frustration, and he has a difficult time regulating his emotions in stressful situations. This can make him unpredictable and difficult to trust, as people never quite know how he will react to a given situation. Overall, Zach is a challenging personality to deal with. His aggression, self-centeredness, and lack of emotional control make him a volatile and unpredictable presence in any group or social setting. While he may possess certain talents as a witch, his difficult personality often undermines his ability to form strong connections with others or work effectively in a team. F L A W S Zach's biggest flaw is his selfishness. Everything he does stems from his desire to please himself. Therapists would say that he seeks self pleasure to make up for the lack of love he received as a child. In reality, he just wants to enjoy himself. His explosive anger makes interactions with him extremely tense, as it can be really difficult to work out how he will react. To him, violence is always the answer, and the more violence the better. friendships with him can be strained, and anyone willing to be friends with either has to be really understanding, or be willing to roll with his punches, sometimes literally. Zach is impulsive. Thinking about things isn't his strong suit, fitting into his might makes right attitude. It isn't that he can't focus and think things through, it is just he prefers not to. If he is not in control of a situation, he will do what he needs to do to take control, often putting him at odds with any authority figures. M I S C Face Claim: Maxence Danet-Fauvel Color: 2A7E2E

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

A Collab between @Soufflegirl123 & @Hedgehawk
Featuring: Miles Price & Carlisle Aston

With Special guest: Aurora Newman

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Miles led the start of the procession of the coven’s cars, zipping down the streets, windows down, blaring heavy music. Miles screamed along at the top of his lungs as he swerved between cars and threw the car around turns. It gave Miles a moment of peace where he could at least lessen how much calming energy he had to transfer to Carlisle, also a distraction for how drained he had found himself becoming.

After exiting the car Miles followed Carlisle to where the barrier sat. He’d seen that barrier many times in his life but it had always been a consistent force. Now? It was meshed with light blue hues that looked like bandaids slapped on a bullet hole. ”Oof, that looks rough,” Miles comments half to himself, taking in the view from the forest. Man, he was tired. Although Miles was rather adept in his powers it was rare he had to keep someone calm for 10 minutes, let alone the near hour this had been. Not only that but he found it getting harder and harder by the minute, probably the curses’ doing.

As Carlisle talked half to himself Miles surveyed the scene. Many had come with them but so far the atmosphere was tame enough. He looked over at Erin and Serena Please don’t try anything he muttered under his breath. Hoping enough time had passed for Carlisle to cool off, Miles started to release his spell little by little. Like lowering a heavy weight the temptation to let go all at once was strong and eventually Miles fell victim. Almost instantly Carlisle cracked damnit. Miles quickly reinstated the spell with a whimper, not even a true moment of relief.

After Carlisle finished speaking Aurora made her way to him first to talk. Miles hung back, allowing them to have their conversation. When they finished up Miles strided up to Carlisle, putting on a goofy smile in an attempt to hide how drained he truly felt. ”We’re gonna need a new plan, bud. I can’t keep this up forever,”

Carlisle breathed slowly, trying his best to simmer things down. He could see the exhausted look on Miles's face. A dwang of regret and sadness hit his heart. He felt bad for putting the pressure on Miles. He didn't ask for this, and he just stepped up to the plate.

"It's okay. I need to fix the barrier again. So I need to focus on that. Should give you time to rest up" Carlisle then listened to Aurora. She was only trying to help. And he could empathize with her. On a normal day, this would be a moment where he could have a heart to heart with someone. However even with the diminished affects from Miles, her words were winding him up. The barrier began to flicker once more for a brief moment, but with a deep breath he would center himself and restore order.

"I appreciate the concern Aurora. And I will be fine. I just have to work through some things and figure out where I want to be in the world. Rejection hurts." Carlisle turned away, instead going to focus on his job at repairing the barrier. Then he stopped. A thought just hit him like a truck. He turned back around to Aurora. " You set curses yet? Well look, this behaviour isn't me, it's a curse that it is making me act up. But I don't know what it is. Just that it does exist. Think you can take a look and see if you can identify it?" Carlisle asked. He motioned to Miles to lower his enchantments. It wasn't fair to keep draining his friend dry.

Miles gave Carlisle a weary look, he wasn't sure how solid this plan felt especially after how the last attempt went. However, he did slowly lower the enchantment, waiting for Aurora to do her thing before dropping it completely.

Seemingly, she wasn’t the only one that decided to hang back. Seeing Miles was also there. Looking between the two Warlocks, as Miles tried to keep Carlisle calm. The elder female didn’t want to impose on things. But she was well aware that his mood was bouncing up and down like a yoyo; even with her words of empathy. “I am sure you’ll figure it out. The world is your oyster as they say.” she said encouragingly. Even if it’d take someone ages to figure things out, they’d get there eventually. As he mentioned getting rejected. Aurora sighed softly. “I am sorry about Lil.” Not sure how to help him in that instance. It’s not like she could change Lilith’s mind. The girl was stubborn, when her mind was set on something. But she did want the girl to be happy. Maybe Lil just needed some time to realize her feelings. Aurora wasn’t the best at relationship advice. And she was certain that neither of them would want it. It wasn’t her place to intervene.

At the mention of Carlisle being cursed. Aurora’s concerned look grew. “Well, that’d certainly explain a bit.” she muttered. It took her a few moments to regain her composure, from the shocking news. “I’ve worked on plenty of curses. I should be able to see what it is.” As she informed him; she waited for Miles to lower his enchantments, before she used her detection magic. Her brows furrowed in concentration and concern, after she got intel on what the curse actually was. A slight glow appeared around the younger male, as she used her magic. Allowing her to see what she needed, for a few moments. Aurora then dropped her magic.

It wasn’t good. “It’s a Lycan curse.” She spoke as she looked between the two males. “But I don’t know how long it’ll take, before it takes full control.” If she had set the curse herself. Not that she’d curse her own coven member, she’d be able to tell him more about the curse. So for the most part she was left in the dark. Meaning, she couldn’t be of much help.

Deep in thought. Aurora wondered if there was something that she might be able to do, in helping him tackle the curse. It’d certainly be a challenge. But she was willing to try. “I can look more into it, and see what I can do to take it away. But there’s no guarantee. I usually know how to remove curses that I place on targets.” It was the least she could do for him; try and help in any way she could. Just like Miles was.

"Hang on. Just hang on. I am under the effect of a Lycan curse? Who would want to do that to me. Why? What's the end game?" Carlisle asked, seemingly confused as to what was going on. This made no sense. A witches curse? Sure. A Magi curse? It's a stretch, but a Lycan curse? Nah. That was near impossible. But here we were. Carlisle let out a soft sigh. "Let's just hope I don't turn into one hey"

With that he would smile and then thank Aurora for her work. Gripping Miles by the shoulder he would pull him over to the barrier. "I am really scared dude. A Lycan curse. It explains why I am losing my temper. God I am going to start sprawling hair next!"

”Alright, alright, calm down,” Miles says coolly, attempting to cover the fact he, too, was left worried and clueless. Miles was stumped to say the least, curses weren’t his field of expertise ”I mean, no extra hair yet from what I’ve seen so you gotta be safe for a while… right?” he muses. Miles watched his friend’s every move, prepared to calm him again if he lost his temper but hoping for precious moments of recovery.

"I haven't encountered a werewolf. So how was I cursed? An object I must have touched was cursed. But I can't figure out what. Carlisle would run his hands through his hair, wondering what the heck was going on. "I don't think it could be anyone in the coven right? Why would anyone curse me?"

Miles remained silent as Carlisle had his panicked moment. Man, I deserve a stiff drink tonight he couldn’t help but think to himself. What a day of being responsible, on his day off. Regardless, Miles thought about Carlisle’s predicament for a moment until a lightning bolt idea hit him. His eyes widened. ”Brooo, the book,”

It was almost like lightning to Carlisle too. He cupped his head in his hands with a deep sigh. "No… you are right. Lilith told me not to fucking touch the book. Was that her vision was about? " He lifted his head back up. "Dude she is going to tear me a new one. She was angry before, now if she finds out I am cursed from the book… I will never hear the end of it. Shit. You know what tje weird thing is about that book? I am fairly sure that it wasn't a restricted section book. I kinda remember reading it before in the normal section" Carlisle questioned his thoughts. Could it be true?

”Well I can guess why it’s restricted now. You enjoy that earful you’re about to get from Lilith,” Miles replies. He tried to remember everything he knew of werewolf curses which was, unfortunately, very little. ”So… what do we do now?” he asks.

"We don't tell Lilith. That's for sure. I need to try and see if I can fix the barrier first and foremost. Keep me company?" With that, Carlisle moved forward to the barrier proper. And once more for the second time in the same day, began to fix the barrier. His hands would glow a bright blue as he focused on pushing his energy into the barrier. For the first few minutes Carlisle was deathly silence as he kept the pressure up onto the repairing and sealing wounds on the barrier. Then as he started to feel drained he began to talk to try and distract himself from the discomfort he was feeling.
”Yeah, of course, bud. Anytime,” Miles replies. As Carlisle gets to work on the barrier Miles sets himself up a couple of metres away, against one of the large pine trees. Part of him wanted to take a nap, the morning as whole seemed to knock a lot out of him. However, the other half of him was weary that if he fell asleep the curse might overtake his friend and he’d never wake up. Instead he settled for just soaking in the scenery. He couldn’t help but be reminded of his teen years, all the parties and the training. The long afternoons he and Lilith would sit among the trees just enjoying each other's company when her grandpa John gave Miles a few too many dirty looks to stay on the ranch. Miles always reckoned her best writing happened in nature… and their best make out sessions.

"So I need to ask you for a favour Miles. And don't take this the wrong way…" With a sigh, he hung his head. He felt ashamed about asking, but Miles was far better suited to the task at hand. "Can you talk to Lil? See if you can help patch things up, maybe do that confidence trick where you hype someone up? I could really do with someone in my corner for this. Lilith is amazing. Like truly amazing. I think… I think… And this might sound cheesy, so don't laugh.. I think I love her"

Miles was snapped out of his thoughts by Carlisle speaking up. Chances were his friend was starting to get drained also. When he asked for a favour, Miles gave a shrug. ”Sure, man. Wassup?” That was when the question came, and what a loaded question it was. Miles didn’t know where to start. Part of him wanted to tell him he’d already somewhat defended Carlisle but he wouldn’t get away with it without giving deeper context which Carlisle really didn’t need. Not to mention Miles was confused about where he stood with his feelings for Lilith. It had been 6 years, he thought he was far past over her yet their meeting ignited something in him he hadn’t felt in years- and part of him was convinced it did the same for Lilith too.

At Carlisle’s mentioning about loving Lilith he forces a smile, filling it with all of his non-magical charm, ”I know, Car. You didn’t exactly keep it a secret,” he replies with a small chuckle. Miles remained silent for a moment, still trying to decide how to approach this question. ”Look, Car, I’m happy to try and talk to her but I don't know if I’m the best choice. I mean, you know we have history…” Miles gives a sigh. ”Look, I can see what I can do, I just don’t know if I can,”.

”No, No. You are right. Asking you to do it is a little over the top. I just messed up really badly. I know I am not exactly the suave, confident, good looking guy that she deserves. But I can protect her. I can look after her. I can make her life an awful lot better.” Carlisle then slid into overdrive, heavily pushing his magical energy into the barrier. He managed to finally seal it properly. As he let go of his power, Carlisle fell onto his knees as they gave way from the pressure, his lungs losing all air as he panted and gasped to try and recover from the sudden extraction of his magical energy. ”I… shouldn’t have….asked”

”Hey,” Miles says gently, getting up to join his friend’s side. ”Car, don’t be sorry. In fact, I’m glad you asked. I’m… I’m sorry I’m not much use. You know if the situation was any different, if it was anyone else I would do it no questions.” He throws an arm over his friend’s shoulders, offering his own to help him get back up. ”You’re a good guy, Carlisle. I’m sure Lilith with come to see that,” Those words hurt. They shouldn’t have. He’d already talked positively to both Lilith and Carlisle about being together. ”Besides, you 2 are good friends. And you’re… cool,” he tried to sound convinced. ”And being confident isn’t that hard,”

Carlisle got up with the help of Miles, holding onto his arm a little too much, gripping onto Miles bicep and realising just how much muscle was there. Once he was back onto his feet, he would let go and nod. ”Well, I appreciate the thought. I will just have to work up the courage to charm Lilith myself. Might go speak to Ty. Apparently he was quite the charmer in his younger years” Carlisle began to laugh as he imagined the situation of asking Ty for help, and seeing the older mans reaction. Wiping the side of mouth revealed a small amount of blood on his mouth. Nothing to worry about surely?

”Anyway. I wonder how everyone else has gotten on?” Carlisle asked s he let go of MIles proper and turned around to see if everyone had regrouped.

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Zach Carter

"It's not the good that die young, it's the lucky."

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B A S I C S Magic Type Witch Place of Birth Tanner, Washington Age 23 Height & Weight 6’2”(187.96cm)/176lbs (79.83kg) Sexual Orientation Polyamorous Pansexual College Degree Bachelors Degree in Music Arts P O W E R S Evocation Eldritch Blast - Zach summons a beam of crackling energy at a target. He can split the beam off and have it target upto three people. Lightning Lure - Creating a lash of pure lightning, Zach catches a target infront of him and pulls them towards him while shocking them at the same time. Lightning Bolt - Zach creates a beam of Lightning, travelling in a 100ft line. The bolt passes through targets, allowing him to line up multiple pour souls. Illusion Silence - Zach creates a 20ft Sphere where all sound is muted. No sound can be created or pass through the sphere for 10 minutes. Fear - people standing in 30ft cone infront of Zach become scared and see their worst fear, causing them to drop whatever they are holding and run away from Zach Phantasmal Killer - Zach taps into a persons mind and creates an illusory manifestation of their deepest fears, visible only to them. The target becomes frightened and every 6 seconds takes physic damage while in the nightmare. Lasts for a minute. Transmutation Kinetic Jaunt - Zach magically enhances his movement. For one moment he can move faster, further and becomes near impossible to hit. Blink - Zach can vanish from the mortal plane and arrive at the Ethereal Plane. Can walk along the Ethereal plane and then blink back to the mortal plane in a new location. Reverse Gravity - In a 50ft radius cylinder, Zach reverses gravity, sending everything unanchored to the ground upwards to 100ft. If there is a solid object blocking the 100ft then it counts as slamming into it.

B A C K G R O U N D Zach's childhood in Tanner was anything but idyllic. His parents were both warlocks, and were somewhat shocked that they had managed to birth a witch. Not that they really cared. Zach wasn't a planned birth, and was the result of a very drunken night of love. As such growing up, Zach was left mostly to his own devices, being left at the Coven to learn magic so he was out of his parents way. Moving into High School, he took odd jobs to make himself more independent and provide some funds. He bought a guitar and began to learn it, spending weekends busking in the park. While he wasn't a bad person per se, his relaxed personality, attracted a certain kind of bully, and Zach had no issue going toe to toe with them and laying them out. He gained a reputation as a brawler who didn't care who he fought. As he entered his later teen years he began to explore his sexuality, and settled on not being picky. So long as he got his every night, he didn't care where he got it from. If someone had anything bad to say about it, they could gladly eat an fist. He ended up keeping a little black book, where he detailed and rated all the people he slept around with and their numbers. Deciding that college might be of some use, he decided to enroll at Olympia while studying for a music degree. Unlike his fellow Tanner members, Zach stayed the course and got a degree in the musical arts. Suffice to say he did spend way too much time partying and sleeping around, practicing his flirting on any guy or gal that would reciprocate it back. Returning to Tanner was the last thing he wanted to do. But the message from Carlisle to return to the coven pulled him back. He doesn't know how to feel about coming back. With his reputation, and some of the state he left relationships in before his retreat to college. P E R S O N A Zach's personality is marked by aggression, self-centeredness, and a lack of control over his emotions. He is someone who tends to act impulsively and without much consideration for the consequences of his actions. At the core of Zach's personality is his aggressiveness. He has a tendency to be confrontational and combative, and he often responds to even minor conflicts with a disproportionate level of anger and hostility. This makes him difficult to work with and even harder to be around. Zach is also extremely self-centered, and he tends to view the world through the lens of how it affects him personally. He has little patience for other people's needs or concerns, and he often prioritizes his own desires over the needs of others. This can make him come across as callous and insensitive. For him everything is about self enjoyment. He has no issue going from one night stand to one night stand. Zach struggles with controlling his emotions. He is prone to outbursts of anger and frustration, and he has a difficult time regulating his emotions in stressful situations. This can make him unpredictable and difficult to trust, as people never quite know how he will react to a given situation. Overall, Zach is a challenging personality to deal with. His aggression, self-centeredness, and lack of emotional control make him a volatile and unpredictable presence in any group or social setting. While he may possess certain talents as a witch, his difficult personality often undermines his ability to form strong connections with others or work effectively in a team. F L A W S Zach's biggest flaw is his selfishness. Everything he does stems from his desire to please himself. Therapists would say that he seeks self pleasure to make up for the lack of love he received as a child. In reality, he just wants to enjoy himself. His explosive anger makes interactions with him extremely tense, as it can be really difficult to work out how he will react. To him, violence is always the answer, and the more violence the better. friendships with him can be strained, and anyone willing to be friends with either has to be really understanding, or be willing to roll with his punches, sometimes literally. Zach is impulsive. Thinking about things isn't his strong suit, fitting into his might makes right attitude. It isn't that he can't focus and think things through, it is just he prefers not to. If he is not in control of a situation, he will do what he needs to do to take control, often putting him at odds with any authority figures. M I S C Face Claim: Maxence Danet-Fauvel Color: 2A7E2E

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Time: 12:30pm

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It seemed that everyone had made up their mind as to whether or not they were coming or going. It seemed like a good chunk of the Coven were coming to investigate. That was good. Carlisle was doing his best to remain as calm as he could. After Miles had revealed that his current outbursts were not of his own, he wondered how much of his behavior as of late had been influenced by this curse. He still couldn't quite believe that someone would really want to curse him. He couldn't work out what someone would gain. He knew that he had his doubters, but he wouldn’t call them enemies. Even Serena and Kobly wouldn’t hate him that much.

Leading the coven out of the household, the group got into their cars and Carlisle led them out to the outskirts of Tanner. The roads out here had turned to dirt, and eventually stopped completely. At this point the towering pine trees had surrounded them, making Tanner feel a million miles away. Carlisle pointed out the direction they were due to travel. It was far easier for him to retrace his footsteps when it was daylight as opposed to the darkness from last night. He could even see some of the bootprints he and Ty had left behind.

Carlisle guided the group to the clearing he came from last night. With a deep breath he found himself once more facing the blue hued barrier. To everyone else, it was clear that the barrier had been mended in some way. Carlisle's own barriers had a slightly different shade of blue compared to the rest of the barrier so it looked like someone had simply plastered a band-aid over the barrier. Inspecting it, Carlisle sighed. It looked like something had clawed at the patchwork too. They hadn't gotten all the way through, but there were scratches. It seemed whatever it was lurking around it came back to the scene of the crime after they left last night.

"The job looked an awful lot better when I did it last night. Guess I am going to have to spend some time reinforcing the barrier. God I wish Lilith was here. Her projection barrier might just give this the reinforcement that it needs. Now I am bonded to the barrier, I can feel when it has been damaged. My best guess is that I didn’t feel it getting damaged last night, as the barrier hasn’t fully bonded." Carlisle spoke out loud. Fully aware he wasn’t speaking to anyone but himself, but everyone around him could hear him nonetheless.

Turning back around to face the group, he suddenly felt it. For some reason or another, maybe Miles was exhausted, but the calming effect had ended on him, and the rage began to build up once more. He tried to focus on Lilith like he had done last time, but this time it didn’t seem to work. It was almost as if it had been bottled up while Miles had been claiming it, and now it wanted to explode out of him.

"Not that you know anyone actually cares? Just casually all turn up and be like 'Hey look it’s that loser Carlisle from high school, they put him in charge!' Carlisle would continue to rant senseless nonsense about how people didn't truly care or understand how hard things were for him. But to everyone else something different was happening behind Carlisle, as he was raging, the entire barrier was flickering, almost to the rhythm of Carlisle’s rage. As soon as Miles calmed him down once more, the barrier would stabilise, and everything would be seemingly back to normal.

"Okay. It's okay. I got this" Carlisle would take a deep breath. " Okay so everyone spread around and have a look around, see if you find something, though no going anywhere without a partner please! I will stay here and strengthen the barrier. You can also stay here and keep me company if you like!"

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Is there any way I can reasonably play into the reluctant hero trope on this one?

@Wayward

Honestly, It would be possible. My big issue is that reluctant heroes tend to come across as overly edgey. You can certainly put together a character, I won't stop you. But I would say that at the very least, they must have been a part of the Coven beforehand.

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Everyone Returns to the Coven. Things have already kicked off.

Werewolves have breached the Tanner barrier, Carlisle gets cursed, and now a party is in full swing. Things can't get worse can they?