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The end goal is Medusa since she's the leader of the Bloodrose Coven. Bond with your partners as you make your way to the castle though you can wander about to various places. But eventually you will all be led to the castle, as I have a special plan for the fellow sisters that I'll reveal later on! >;3

Also no doubt others will be interacting with your characters so no, you will not just be interacting with your pairs. For now go ahead and bond but eventually I will be bringing everyone together for one of many special GM events! Essentially a time to mingle, party, and just have fun with everyone together! If you need an example I did a Transylvanian style party in a different RP on a different account on here as a GM event and on a different account on a different website I did different themed parties that were all about everyone getting together before everyone goes off to do whatever they were doing again! It's essentially just breaking the barriers down between witches and hunters, or at least trying to. 

Medusa Bloodrose

Medusa looked out at the vast mountain below her glorious palace, the mountain his kind were buried in. Well, not buried exactly.... That would be too humane. No, they had decomposed after they had been destroyed and eventually whatever environment they had died in swallowed up whatever was left of them. She could sense him, the bane of her existence, hot on her trail. He was hunting Medusa for killing his love and her despicable Fiancé and yet the woman he was hunting was his old lover. 

Heh, the only good thing that would come of being killed by him would be her last sight to reach her eyes being his horrified look upon his face as he realized who she really was. Poor fool, still in love with the part of her that had long died within the darkness of her soul. But he still knew her true name, so if he did not kill her first she'd kill him to protect her secret and her Coven. 

If he did such a thing, if he destroyed her roses, there would be no guarantee that her fellow sisters would be able to resist the temptation of the light since all the light souls would be released and if tempted her sisters could renounce their evil ways and become pure. Behind her mask Medusa grimaced, unable to stop herself from remembering how weak and fragile she was before. 

That weak fool had fallen for a hunter and the only good thing that had become of that mess was her becoming dark. She had killed her husband initially to run away with the hunter yet in the end she took the better path, the one that led her to a darker yet freer path. It wasn't beautiful and sun shine lit, it was gritty and riddled with darkness, but it was the path that offered freedom from everything; She had a wide range of emotions and her power was unlike any other witch before. 

Before she had been a slave to happiness lest the darkness take control and she had no power at all besides the power to defend herself and others. But unlike the power of a true witch she would still never be able to keep up, and so eventually she would die in vain. No Witch would lag a hand on him, lest they too die after they killed him. He was her hunter to kill, and hers alone. 

He would be the key to her eternal darkness, forever she would reign as Queen if darkness and ruler over all Witches. Her name, Medusa, struck fear into the hearts of everyone who heard it who wasn't on her side, and that's just how she liked it. If it's a fight he wanted then it's a fight he'd get, but for now she'd wait, for the perfect opportunity to strike him down.

Clarissa Clearwater

Clarissa was in a town just below the mountain though she was too drunk to figure out what exactly it is and she hadn't really bothered to pay enough attention to it to even guess. All she knew was there was a tavern, and since it was her pay day she'd be damned if she didn't spend it having fun! "Oh bartender! Another mug please of your finest ale!" Clarissa said with a devilish wink, the bartender blushing heavily and going to fetch her drink. 

It payed to be the daughter of a demon and a witch, as being from a gorgeous sexy mother and a handsomely devilish father gave her plenty of sexiness, beauty, and lustfulness to spare. This was her 21st drink and still men were spending their money on her. She had yet to pay a shilling for any drink and she was enjoying that very much. Maybe she'd get a new corset today with the money she'd saved! 

This one had become too tight as her chest had grown quite a bit in the last year since she bought her corset. Maybe golden satin and silver silk ribbon would be perfect! After all, it might even throw those Hunters off her trail since they had no idea Witches could wear gold and silver clothes since they weren't made out of the real items. 

Heh, so many years yet they hadn't come up with their fashion scheme. What a pity too, it could've saved some of their lives. The man set her 22nd mug on the table and pointed to a pair of drunken gentleman sitting on their stools in quite the unattractive pose. She waved and smirked nonetheless, as flirting would mean more drinks, and the more she drank, the closer she'd get to actually being drunk. 

No one ever came in here who was truly worth her time but every now and again she'd settle for some of the worst one night stands in the entire history of it's existence. After that she'd drag them off to give to her fellow sister Lorelai to sacred as any good sister would do. Her shadows would alert her of any Hunters, but of course she'd play with them a bit before disposing of them. After all, it was her or them. 

Electra Discord

Electra lay sprawled out across the grass, her platinum dress sparkling in the moonlight. She was at lover's peak, though no one, especially not lovers, ever came up here. It was her sanctuary, a place to be alone to ponder on everything that had happened throughout the day. She had almost lost control of her powers again but luckily she hadn't, or else she might've destroyed yet another village in her dragon form. 

Unlike her fellow witches she couldn't sense a hunter, she had go rely on her hearing for that. She had better hearing than anyone thanks to her shape shifting power but sometimes fear got the best of her and she would transform on the spot and turn into a giant dragon even though it was just a deer eating berries. She knew Medusa kept saying that she had great potential but she didn't truly feel like she would ever have any control over her powers. 

Electra needed help desperately but no one really had time to spare to help her. The hunters were coming, a lot of her sisters could sense that, but she unfortunately could not. They were preparing for the worst while she just stood by and tried desperately to figure out a way to control her powers. She decided to take a swim, taking off everything but her underwear before diving into the cold waterfall waters below. 

She came bursting out of the water, smiling happily as the cold temperature was a relief from the humid weather of August. The night was peaceful and she treaded the water, wondering exactly what was going to happen to her if things went south; Could she really help her sisters in a battle or would she just end up killing them all once she went out of control?

Electra heard a snapping of twigs but decided if was just yet again a deer, though if she had looked up she would see the human eyes peering down at her from above.

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