Potter

Avalia

Darius & Artemis

Time: Night
Location: Edena
Interaction: @13org Myra | @FunnyGuy Darius

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Artemis could only stare at Darius with wide eyes. The poor boy was being hoodwinked by these devils here. She stared at his eyes then his hair. As he tried reassuring Myra, she pursed her lips. His voice was panic stricken but he was trying to hide it for their sake, especially Myra’s. He kept referring to a “it,” and a “crystal” he had crushed to “give him a weapon”. Whatever weapon it was, it was not a friend to Darius. She stood up and smoothed her dress down. Arms folded and impassive, she stared at Darius. Skepticism was boiling inside of her but she needed to be calm for him. He was being possessed by something, but what? She didn’t know for certain, but being on Daka had taught her enough about the dark side of the magic in Avalia. She knew it wouldn’t bode well for him. His best interests weren't in the king’s hands. She bit her lip and felt a surge of fury. The only person she had found who seemed genuinely good-nature, was being turned into a weapon to be used against the rebellion.

”I’m sorry, what are you talking about?” She would start out small and draw out details from him. She was thinking of enchanting him to tell the truth if she had too. The protein she had eaten was giving her more energy and she was beginning to feel slightly better. Her happiness though, was dampened by whatever this human was talking about. ”What crystal are you talking about, and what are you seeing?” Her voice was calm and slightly enchanting, though she wasn’t focusing much on it. She went over to the sink when she felt slightly faint from rushing up so fast. Her body and mind were still recuperating from the past abuse she had suffered. She turned the water on and leaned her elbows into it to hydrate herself more. Then, she fixed her gaze on Darius and waited for the human to respond.

"It was small and red. It let me… it let me see some stuff that I still have mixed feelings about. I wish I hadn't seen what I saw, but I wouldn't still be here if I hadn't…" Darius could tell that Artemis may have known more than he did about the item, so he'd try to share more since it meant he wouldn't have to explain too much on his end. "Anyway, I have to speak to Aklenroth about why he would give me this thing before I agreed to remain in Avalia…" Darius moved towards Artemis by the sink and leaned against the wall beside her. "You seem bothered. If there's something you want to tell me, I'm all ears."

Artmeis looked at him and bit her lip. Crystals often contained dark magic, or even demons inside of them. She had seen many people with obedience gems, while others were consumed by the crystals. She had watched herself lose friends and even family from these horrible things. She sighed and rubbed her cheek with her hand with stress forming inside of her. When he finished talking, she spoke up. Artemis was going to be blunt and to the point. He needed to know the truth. They would likely punish her and it scared her to death but she couldn't watch him go dark either. The humans weren’t supposed to be here and those fucking Elves brought them. God, she hated elves. Still, Darius had helped save her and she felt she owed him for saving her life.

”He did that so you would stay and become his weapon, or for lack of a better word, tool.” She stared him in the eye with sympathy now. Her heart felt like shattering again. She didn’t have any luck. All she wanted was some peace and that wasn’t happening. This boy needed her help whether or not he wanted it or knew. ”He tricked you. Aklenroth didn’t want to lose you so he could use you against the rebellion. They are likely to have many humans of their own, so having one on his side would be in his best interests. He’s not interested in you; Aklenroth doesn’t care about anyone but himself. I’m telling you this because you need to stop while you're ahead and don’t let it consume you. It is clearly already changing you, judging by your hair, eyes and body. I have been on this island long enough to know what takes place here. Darius I know I just met you, but please take my word for it.”

Her eyes filled with sadness as she jumped onto the counter to feel more of the water along her arms. Despite her panic, the water was soothing her. She wanted nothing more than to take this boy and the cute demon away from this land of bullshit and have some peace and quiet. "Fuck…" Artemis had seemed to confirm some of his suspicions. He frowned before taking letting loose a sigh. "This is a lot you know?" He went over her words as he folded his arms at his chest. Concern flooded his face.

Artemis stared at him with a furrowed brow and pursed lips. While he didn’t seem to take it well, he did appear to believe her. The catch though would be helping him without getting herself killed. She sighed heavily and looked at the concern written on his face. ”I’m… I'm here for you.” Though it was awkward, Artemis opened her arms to try hugging him. It had been so long that she almost forgot how to hug someone. To her surprise he hugged her back. It was not a very affectionate hug as Darius seemed distracted by his thoughts. It was more so a reflex for him to hug her back. Fortunately for Artemis, the awkward gesture was quick and she was able to let her arms drop from him. Being kind wasn’t something she had done in years. Her heart was filled with coldness now, but the light that was Darius was shining through. Innocent people being hurt was something she hated to watch. However, she could care less about most of Avalia’s citizens. Only a few species or friends came to mind. Her cold heart couldn’t take losing someone else, especially someone who was genuinely good. Artemis could care less about the war and serving the lich bitch. It could all burn for all she cared, as long as her friends and loved ones were safe.

”I.. I am sorry about your circumstances… I think we should sneak out or catch an amora out of here and go to the city or south to keep us safe. It’s much nicer there and pleasant. You need to get that crystal thing out of you.. Someone in the city could probably help you because nobody here will care except Myra and us.” She was careful with what she said and kept her words calm and gentle. Her gaze didn’t leave Darius, though she scanned the room for security purposes as well. They were filled with sympathy and concern, which was something she hadn’t felt in years. It felt odd to her to feel it and she was slightly uncomfortable but trying her best for Darius.

"No…" Darius didn't even look Artemis in the eyes. His thoughts had jumped from moment to moment since stepping foot on Daka. Skar, Myra, Aklenroth, the crystal, the vault, Kol, Edena, Artemis… He shook his head as a way to assure that he agreed with his own answer. "Leaving seems easy when you say it, yeah, but that's throwing everything out the window to what? Making it out of the castle at best? Humans are wanted and Aklenroth is the only person with a way for all of us to get back home. They need someone who isn't just going to kill them for cash… amas I mean. And like it or not, that's me right now. People think Aklenroth is lying, but he was about to let me leave with no problem… Sure, he's not a good guy, I'm not stupid, but we both want the same thing. A human-free Avalia." Darius said plainly.

Artemis sighed as she listened to Darius. This boy... She rubbed her face again. She didn’t know if it was true that the lich bitch would have let him leave, scott free. There was always a catch with these situations. She turned to face him and leaned against the counter for balance. Artemis was starting to feel lightheaded from standing for so long. ”Your goal is to go home, which I think is admirable at best. You could, and I don’t want to say it, find the elves of the rebellion and ask them to take you home. Aklenroth doesn’t have the DROMS as far as I know but the rebel elves would. I don’t think he would have let you leave that easily. You’re a human and valuable in this world. I can see why you are choosing to stay here, since you would be hunted down and marked a traitor. But do keep what I said in mind, please. I am sure you are smart enough. I will also try helping you out."

Then, Artemis fell silent and studied him. The poor boy really thought he could help the humans. Most of them, were, if not already, sucked into the rebellion most likely. What if they wanted to stay or were kidnapped by the black market? Artemis massaged her temples. The ball would be a wonderful place for bloodshed and finding humans/allies. She didn’t know what to expect, but it would be a good start for Darius. She didn’t respond and avoided eye contact. How long would it be until Darius was no longer himself until ‘The Crystal’ consumed him? Artemis wondered what it would be like when, or if, Darius and or Myra, left. Thus, she’d be alone, but free to do whatever she wanted whenever she pleased. It sounded like a dream come true. She glanced over at Myra and then back away. For now she would stick with them. It was better to not get too attached anyway. Certainly being alone was what she preferred and used too….

She then moved to sit on the bed to appease Myra’s keen interest in it and sighed with relaxation. ”Myra love, this is amazing. You have great taste." Artemis then gradually pushed herself back up and moved to lay on the sofa. Her movements were cautious and slow, and her eyes kept darting around the room. "Also, Darius, I was wondering if I may use the tub, please? I need to be in more water. I'd like privacy." She kept a distance from them as well, unsure of what to do or say next. Would she wake up the next morning? Artemis sure hoped so. She didn’t trust anyone in this castle and wanted to leave as soon as possible. Hopefully they could catch an amora to Roshmi tomorrow and get the hell out of here!

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Luna

Time: After Sunset
Location: Campgrounds
Interaction: @helo - Liam

Luna hadn’t slept well that night. Her mind was reeling from the past 24 hours. She could only dream of Vie-Et-Mort and the castle. Her eyes were teary in her sleep, and often she’d wake up and look around with confusion as to where she was. She kept thinking the vampires were going to find her and bring her back to that hell. Marceline had stayed with her and comforted her each time. The vet-wolf had reassured her that she was safe and with Liam’s pack. She had given Luna a sound machine to help draw out the noise in her head as well. Furthermore, Marcy had also hugged her and held her each time she woke up crying and helped her back to bed. Finally, after what felt like eternity, Luna had fallen asleep. She woke up a few hours later and found Marcy was cooking breakfast in the trailer. She was humming something that Luna couldn't quite understand. Luna’s purple eyes met Marcy’s soft, doe-brown eyes and the woman smiled pleasantly. ”Well good morning. How are you feeling?”

Luna stared at her and rubbed her eyes and managed a shrug. ”I’m alive,” Her voice was flat, although she tried to smile. Marcy nodded, able to understand what she was saying and trying not to say. She brought a plate over and set it down beside Luna and then brought over a folding table. She undid the table and set her plate back on it and smiled.

”I cooked you a nutritious breakfast. I hope you enjoy it. Also, if you need me, I will be in the kitchen." A knock outside startled Luna and she almost jumped through the roof. She clutched her knees with fear and tensed up. Marcy sniffed the air then smiled when she heard Lima’s voice. She had been halfway to the kitchen before pausing, her eyes narrowed and her muscles taut as if ready to fight whoever was out there.

Liam let himself inside. Judging by the sound she'd been hearing, he had been outside all night protecting her. Luna had thought she'd seen someone sitting outside all night. Guilt rise inside of her. She felt horrible for what these wolves had gone through for her. The scent of smoke wafted through the air but she didn't mind. She almost wanted a cigarette too but knew it wouldn't help her. "Hey, little wolf, how you feeling today?” He asked.

Luna stared at him as her heart rate began to slow down and sucked in a deep breath. She took a moment to examine her body. The bite marks from the vampires were faded to bruises now. She touched her neck to make sure it wasn’t still bloody but didn’t find any traces of blood on her hand when she examined it. She swallowed. Her wrists, ankles, and neck all hurt but they weren’t as bad as the previous night. ”I’m… I’m okay…’ Luna tried to lie but it fell flat and she rubbed her eyes. They were bloodshot from crying and lack of sleep. She rubbed them again tiredly and looked at him. ”How are you and the other wolves? I’m sorry you all became injured. I’m really sorry.”

She cleared her throat. Her voice sounded stronger now and her throat didn't feel as swollen. She swallowed again nervously and began picking at her food. While she wasn’t hungry, she didn’t want to upset Marcy’s feelings. ”Thank you for your help. I really appreciate it, both of you.” She stiffened when she heard the other werewolves rising outside. All she could think of were the wolves-turned-vampires at Desiree’s castle of hell. She shuddered at the memory and continued picking at her food.

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Time: Night > Morning
Location: Viet-Et-Mort
Interaction: @helo - Noah
Mentions: @AliveFalling - Marceau

Desiree had listened to her father’s words. He was right, and she had already begun to think of how to take down Operation Humanity. Luna would have been useful as a hybrid but that didn't work. So, she was going to plan of a wya to destroy Operation Humanity once and for all. Once it was put into action, the hybrid-humans were going to be her’s and she was going to make her dream come true.

The next morning, Desiree was delighted to see Noah return. She smiled at him softly, like a child seeing its favorite toy after losing it. ”Ah, Noah, my favorite boy. How are you?” She came over to greet him with a gentle hug and let go, arms folded. Her brows furrowed, indicating her concern and disdain. She let out a deep sigh and examined him. He’d definitely beren out killing and she’d need him to reign it in. Op. Humanity would lose their grip.

”We have a problem: Luna escaped. I need you to go to the woods and track her down since the scent should still be there. Though with this rain, it might be a little difficult. Anyways, she was with two alphas and some other werewolves. Find her, spy on her, then please report back to me. The wolves killed Henry, Ophelia, Pauline and Travis. We need to avenge their deaths, Noah, it would only be right. Do whatever you need to do and manipulate the bitch into thinking it was an accident or a misunderstanding. Whatever it takes to break her fragile mind and bring her back. I will reward you handsomely once you accomplish your goal.” She paused, allowing her words to sink in and take a dramatic effect.

She continued. ”And also, stay far away from the hunters. Those bastards are going to make it difficult for us but we needn’t approach them yet. Also: make sure to clean up your mess. Jade informed me that you left a few messes behind. Please make sure to clean up after yourself next time. Godspeed, Noah, and please find that bitch.” Desiree waved him off and excused herself to her tower to begin contemplating her next move while watching Ember Grove from afar.

Avalia

Belladonna

Time: Dusk
Location: Roshimi City
Interaction: @Tae - Torvi, @helo - Bowyn - @Dezuel - Elthrael

Belle glanced at Torvi as she spoke up and nodded in agreement. Her eyes flicked back to the stranger and she raised her eyebrows as he spoke. She began giggling at his first comment and sipped her water while she waited for the narcissist to finally quiet himself. Elleta stared him in the eye, unfazed with her eyebrows raised. His English grammar was lacking. While this was not Earth, she found it hard to believe this was how this man spoke. Finally, once he stopped talking to take a breath, she spoke up. “First, it’s “there are plenty, not 'be plenty'. Also, we could do without you. It seems everyone else in Avalia can as well, since you are spending your time waiting around here for us by yourself."

Elleta then commented and folded her arms with a blank expression. If looks could kill, then this stranger would have been dead. “You couldn’t handle me with all the amas in your bank, boy. You are probably alone with you and yourself at night, just wishing you could find someone who could stand you and haven’t been successful. I do pray that you someone finally takes pity on you and gives you the worthless fate you deserve. And I’m not a cherry, I’m the cake you wish you could afford and have. I think the demons on Daka would be a kinder fate than being with a loathsome cockroach like you.”

Bell glanced at her then had to duck her head to remain expressionless. While she could not see Rosemary, she knew the Elf was nearby. She didn’t know how, but she could sense her. Elleta kept her gaze fixed on the scene, but now and then her head would tilt to one side. As he commented on her beauty and memorizing her, she had to bite back laughter. What a comment to make to someone he just met. This.. man was not right in the head. He was definitely sick. Lucky for her, she’d dealt with enough creeps and had taken care of them too. The gang had its fair share with the local scumbags. “You can memorize all you want, you’ll never have me. I could be much younger and you are preying on me. How disgraceful.”.

When he pulled his disguise off, Belle grimaced. So not only was his personality shit, but his appearance was an eyesore. She didn’t hide her grimace either. No wonder he came in here trying to hit and pick up random women from different species. Beside that, his fake sneeze was shameful. She wondered if they had acting lessons that this moth could partake in to save the pitiful show they were forced to participate in. She smirked nonetheless and commented, ’Wow - a moth fairy. What a dreadful surprise. Fortunately for me, I crush moths. Fly too close to the light and it will sting you. I’ll give you a hint: I am the light.” Elleta rolled her eyes at Elthrael, disinterested and bored. She drummed her fingers lightly on the table and Belle had a feeling she was communicating through it with Rosemary nearby. While they could not hear or see, she knew these powerful Elves were in sync with one another.

Belle listened to him speak and began eating more of the berries that Elle had ordered for her. She wished the restaurant had human food, such as onion rings and pretzels. She could kill for bagel bites, too. She sighed and faced the stranger with an expression of boredom and disinterest. When he mentioned having met a human, she kept her expression neutral. She didn’t know who it was, but perhaps the red haired women who had been in the sky. Either way, she’d find the poor women and console her for having met this pitiful excuse for a fairy.

She remained silent and folded her hands together after finishing her food and wiping her hands on a napkin. When he allowed a pause for breath, she commented, ”Sounds as if you’re heartbroken or butthurt after something. Maybe you faced rejection? Seems you’re the one here with a problem and not this fox-demihuman."

It was Elleta’s turn to stare at her now. Belladonna had not acted so cold in her presence until now. She was bringing her persona from being Little Blue in the gang and wasn’t minding how it felt to be cold and brutal. Belle then added as he poked his nose into Bowyn’s life and narrowed her gaze. He was antagonizing them in hopes of having them leave so he could interrogate Bowyn. She wasn’t letting that happen. This mothball was the least of her worries. She wouldn’t let anything happen to Bowyn or Torvi.

Elleta bit a cherry off the stem and raised her eyebrows. At that moment, Bell felt a tap on her shoulder and forced herself not to jump nor look startled. Rosemary was nearby them now whilst invisible, and she had a feeling she wasn’t alone either. The Golden Death was not abandoning her or leaving her alone to suffer with this miserable mothball. He continued speaking, and Belle wondered if being lost in the woods would be better compared to this nonsense they were enduring.

Belle started laughing at his comment. What a horrific metaphor. She stopped laughing enough though to assess his body language. While he was relaxed, he was also on high alert. She grinned at him nastily, her eyes shining with malice. ”That comment would have been better off being spoken in a dumpster, which is where you belong. Perhaps you're lonely, without friends and feel the need to antagonize strangers and put your nose in someone elses business. Such a shame." She turned to listen to Bowyn while keeping an eye on the stranger. She nodded in agreement to his wordds, then turned back to Elthrael. She glanced at Boreas and knew instantly if worse came to worst, she’d cause enough trouble to allow Bowyn to escape. She turned back to the mothball, eyebrows raised as if to ask, Well?

It was in that pause that the bartender finally spoke up, having heard enough. ”We all have had enough of your nonsense. You haven’t ordered all day. I thought you had friends coming. I’m going to ask you one time only to get out of the bar and leave these women alone. Got it?” Belladonna turned to face him with her arms folded and waited for what occurred next. Her left hand was in her pocket, ready to grab her knife and defend if necessary. She nodded to what the Bartender and Bowyn had both said.

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Little Miss Sunshine with Nothing to Lose

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》 Basics
Full name: Holland Elise Williams
Age: 120
Date of Birth: May 21st 1900. Taurus and Gemini mix.
Gender: Female
Where are you from?: Southampton, England

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》Appearance Height: 4'11 Weight: 115 Hair Color: Black Hair Length: Middle of her back Skin Color: Dark brown Eye Color: Light brown Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings: N/A 》Relationships Sexuality: Homo Relationship Status: Single Any predetermined friends?: Nikolaus, Sean, (open for discussion pls pm!) Siblings' Status: Aileen Rogers - Dead; Maddox Rogers - Dead Parents' Status: Charles and Adeline Williams - Dead; Nia and Samuel Rogers - Dead Pets: Yes. German Shepard named Maggie, a Hawk named Daisy and a black cat named Lucky. Maggie and Daisy are her familiars. Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 7 Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 7

》Interests Likes: Likes ✿ Nature/Animals ✿ Coffee/tea/pastry ✿ Cardio kickboxing ✿ Music and dancing ✿ Old English (Shakespeare) ✿ Collecting figurines ✿ Hiking Dislikes: Dislikes ✿ Winter ✿ Lack of escape ✿ Hate/Cruelty/Death ✿ Ships/Open water ✿ Snobby, rich people ✿ Wary of vamps and werewolves Hobbies: Hobbies ✿ Singing and dancing ✿ Exercise (Jazz/Ballet/Kick-boxing/Martial Arts) ✿ Sewing/knitting ✿ Rescuing animals ✿ Practicing magic Skills: Skills ✿ Talented with Healing ✿ Intermediate with Youth, Dream-Walking and Shields/Wards ✿ Knowledgeable with plants/herbs/poison ✿ Patience ✿ Strong for her height

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Viola! Holly's Personality

✿ Moral fiber
✿ Kind -rarely mean
✿ Loyal -not easily won
✿ Courageous/brave
✿ Emotional and sensitive
✿ Playful & mischievous
✿ Taurus stubbornness. Beware
✿ Hard-working, tenacious and determined
✿ Patient. Almost too patient for people
✿ Clever like a fox, wise like an owl
✿ Usually levelheaded, but antics irritate/anger her
✿ Core of steel, not easily taken advantage of/pushover
✿ Unafraid of toll - reckless, willing to go to any lengths to save others
✿ Dark, formidable. Once pushed to the edge, unleashes hell

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Holly's History 1900 - 2020

Holly was born in Southampton, England to a wealthy and loving family in the 1900s. Their coven was small and all wealthy aristocrats from different eras. Their parents worked to blend into society and made sure Holly received the best education possible. Night and day, Holly practiced magic to become as strong as possible. Tragedy struck in 1912 after their town suffered a brutal vampire attack. A string of violence followed after; werewolves and vampires were raging and killing anyone or thing in their sight. She had heard the name "Vie-Et-Mort '' but didn't know who they were. Their coven decided to set sail on the RMS Titanic to start a new life in New York, USA. They were first class citizens after their tickets were bought.

Holly was young and overly excited to be on the ship. The Coven made sure to warn her not to use magic and thus, paused her studies. She was jubilant and obedient and made sure not to do anything out of the ordinary. Prim and proper she was raised, but her personality didn't follow through. She enjoyed running around with other class-men on the ship and playing tricks on the crew. Her coven disapproved and would often scold her, going as far as locking her in her room. She would find ways to sneak out however, much to her parent's amusement and disappointment. Still, Holland was raised to be a lady and treated as such, leaving a lasting impression upon her to the present time.

On April 15th, 1912, tragedy struck when the Titanic hit an iceberg. At first they thought nothing was wrong; then as the hours crept on, Holly's coven knew danger lurked. Just how much, they weren't sure. When the crew came to begin escorting them to the lifeboats, Holland's father was forced to stay back. Grief-stricken and horrified, Holland acted out and accidentally produced magic. They claimed she was a devil and had caused the RMS Titanic to sink. To make matters worse, they barred her from the lifeboats out of fear she’d cause it to sink also. The females of her coven were aboard the lifeboat and begging them to take her along. However, there was an ex-coven member aboard the ship who had been kicked out due to practicing dark magic. He ousted their family, claiming they were all, “sinners, devil-worshipers,” and caused the ship to strike the iceberg.

The Coven was kicked off the lifeboat, but not before her mother casted a cloaking spell on Holland and smuggled her onto a lifeboat with a witch after her father created a wild distraction with magic, claiming he was the son of Satan come to raise hell. Her parents loved her more than anything and would do anything for her, including risking their lives. Holly’s father, Charles, already knew he wouldn’t survive and wanted his baby girl and wife to have another chance. Her mother, Adeline, however was hexed by the warlock and unable to produce magic or join her daughter on the lifeboat. She tried to fight it but the warlock used a silence spell on her. Holland was forced to watch her parents' faces slowly fade from view as she was lowered into the water. She never forgave herself.

Once on land, Holland was abandoned by the witch, Cynthia so she could start her own life. Cynthia had lost her husband and some of her family members, partially blaming her for it. Holland was quickly discovered and taken to an orphan and neglected. Nobody ever trusted her, calling her a demon and Satan sympathizer. After years went by, Holland stopped practicing magic and ignored her gift. It wasn’t until she was 17 did her luck change. A family adopted her and gave her a chance: Nia and Samuel Rogers.

At first, Holly thought they were both human and then it was revealed to her that the mum was a witch, and the father a vampire. She was forced to act as if Samuel was a human and in fact, not a vampire. To help aid this cause, Nia used magic to hide his fangs. They helped her recuperate and heal from her past. Eventually, Holland began to thrive and started practicing magic again. She was enrolled into a witch academy to begin studying academics and learning magic to become more advanced. She made friends again, many who had been torn apart by the Holy Saviors. Her parents also adopted an Irish twin set named Aileen and Maddox.

More tragedy struck when Holland had turned 31. The coven had found Samuel drinking blood. Outraged and disgusted, they brutally assaulted him and “caught him in the act” as Holly remembers it. An all-out battle raged, forcing people to take sides. Not willing to stand against the coven and face the Holy Saviors alone, their family was ganged up on. Nia used a cloaking spell on Holland and pleaded for her to escape. Her mother was struck down quickly after her father. The Coven eradicated Aileen and Maddox, including both families' relatives. This left Holly all alone once again. Grief-stricken, she fled the home once more; alone and devastated, she swore to never trust anyone again.

She made a new life for herself and practiced on her own. During the world wars, she served as a nurse in the army and helped heal and save lives with her magic. She managed to make a life for herself. Holland used a Changing spell frequently to hide her true appearance from others. Eventually, Holland’s grief simmered but bitterness grew. As the years went on, Holland didn’t pursue relationships or friendships. Since Viet-Et-Mort grew however, Holland began training harder, with magic and exercise/working out as well. She had witnessed horrendous atrocities by both werewolves and vampires. Although she hated to go against them, she found herself unwilling to trust them.

Skip to present day: she now works with Operation Humanity and serves as their witch adviser and helper.

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》Coven
N/A

》Skill Level -
Advanced

》Spell Specialization-
Telekinesis | Healing | Tracking | Dream Walking | Ward/Cloaking | Illusions |
TBA

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Luna

Time: After Sunset
Location: Campgrounds
Interaction: @Tae - Sorrel ✦ @Alivefalling - Cyrus ✦ @helo - Liam

Luna tore her gaze away from the other werewolves in the trailer and onto the man kneeling in front of her. She bit her lip and gripped the blanket tightly, as if it might help ward him off. His words however were soft spoken and gentle. She nodded at what he’d said and touched her throat gently, trying to speak after he had finished. Luna glanced once more at the other two wolves, both of whom were injured. The woman, Sorell, wasn’t doing so well and she felt partial guilt for it.

”Thank you, Liam,” She turned to look at him. Her words were raspy, but becoming stronger now as the medication relieved her swelling. ”I appreciate what all of you have done for me.” Her voice carried to the pair across from her. Luna didn’t respond to the revenge aspect of his comment. She didn’t want to see the Vie Et Mort vampires ever again, nor go back to that hell. She wiped her eyes quickly, hoping no one would notice. Luna fixed the over-sized t-shirt on her and looked at Liam.

”I... I don’t know what else to say, or do... I’m… I’m sorry.” Her voice cracked and she cleared her throat as discreetly as possible, despite it being noisy. She was shaking. What did she say or do now? She had no idea what to do with herself. They were definitely going to hunt her down until they found her and pulled her back into that nightmare of a castle. She couldn't go back; she couldn't bear it. Her heart was frozen and filled with anger, though her mind was clouded with grief and devastation. All she could keep thinking was, How could she and why was I so stupid to believe her?

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Time: Night
Location: Viet-Et-Mort
Interaction: @AliveFalling - Marceau, Mentions:

Marceau's voice broke Desiree’s reverie of rage and fury. Her hands were shaking. She turned and listened to him speak, arms folded. She knew better than to interrupt him and wouldn’t dare too. She nodded along, agreeing that the infestation of hunters was obnoxious. However, the mention of hybrid humans had her frozen with wide eyes. Red hair… She needed to know who this girl was. It couldn’t have been that random child, could it? Was Noah’s sister alive and also a hunter? She didn’t know but she would definitely find out. She pinched the bridge of her nose.

Once he finished after ordering Heidi to grab him a drink, she spoke up. ”The reason they are abundant here is they know I am here and where we are located. Only the top generals know, but none of their other hunters. We have to calculate our moves wisely. Right now, I’m not concerned with them knowing I’m here. My human farm is halting their abilities to attack us directly.” She sighed and didn’t look him in the eye as she continued.

”I have been trying to make werewolf/vampire hybrids. I was given a werewolf by the name of Luna who was a former witch. Her parents didn’t want her anymore since she was turned. I experimented on her and unfortunately, she was allergic to the medication and had anaphylactic reaction. The weak brat couldn’t handle the venom either. She ended up escaping the Death Chute where she was supposed to die. She ended up running away and she transformed into a werewolf. If you had heard a howl an hour ago that sounded mournful, it was her’s; then another one responded to her.” Desiree paused to allow her words to sink in, then continued.

”My priority is having her found and brought back here. Now that you mention the human hybrid they have, I am curious to know if they have more. Luna might go to them, so we need to make sure that she doesn’t. I am going to form scouts tomorrow to begin tracking her down, then also watching surveillance videos by the area you found that red-haired hybrid so we can identify her and possibly kidnap her. I’d love to cut her open and see what they did to her. She must know if there are other hybrids as well. We need to unite the vampire clans here - I agree with you.” Desiree sighed and sat down and glanced around. The vampires were listening to her sympathetically and nodding along. They would do anything for their Queen and were in rage over the matters she had just discussed.

Avalia

Corvina

Time: Dusk
Location: The Nest> The Inn
Interaction: @Tae - Kenia ✦ @princess - Malachi ✦ @Inertia Rei

While Corvina listened to Kenia reveal her past, she felt anger rise inside of her unlike before. How could someone do something so terrible? It was despicable. She shook her head and slowed to a halt so she could hold Kenia's hand and squeeze it. Her ex was one true son of a bitch. Cora couldn't imagine the pain that Kenia had endured. Next, Malachi's eyes teared, and Corvina could only assume he was remembering his own tragic past. What the hell was wrong with anyone, human or not, to cause such horrible suffering? She didn't understand it.

She hook her head as Rei attempted a joke but his tone betrayed him. What a lot they were; all of them had sad backgrounds. She had let go of Kenia's hand to rub Rei's shoulder gently. It was a simple acknowledgement to his own grief. She didn't want to push anyone else to speak tonight. They all suffered enough in the past and had enough on their plate. Still, she'd make a point to be kinder to them the next day and hug them all the next morning.

She sat on her bed as Rei aided her in sitting on her bed. Cora quickly went under the covers and kept her back against the wall. he turned her back so she could wipe her eyes. Once she had composed herself, she turned to face them again and kept the blanket up to her chin. She didn't want anyone worrying about her, but now she was too tense and worried about what might happen. "It's all right you two, please try not to beat yourselves up over it. It'll be okay. I love you guys." The words spilled out of her mouth before she could help it but let it go. She forced optimism into her voice and forced a faint smile. She couldn't bring herself to make a joke, though, but she wanted to look happy for the others.

How much could one human take in this world? Their journey was wild. She wondered if any other humans were experiencing this much chaos. Cora pushed the thoughts out of her mind and began to hum soothingly to the others to try helping them relax. The tune was "Once Upon a December," from Earth. Anastasia had been one of her favorite movies and her comfort. Corvina stared at Rei apologetically once more and turned to stare guardedly at the doorway.

Avalia

Artemis

Time: Dusk
Location: Edena
Interaction: @FunnyGuy Darius | @13org Myra

Artemis ate with Myra, though she did not touch the fish. She remained silent and ate until she couldn't anymore. Due to prolonged abuse, neglect and starvation, Artemis couldn't eat half as much as she wanted to. When Myra took her hand to lead her out to their room, Artemis felt slightly queasy and relieved to leave the kitchen. The smells of everything was driving her mad. She felt her stomach grumble and growled at it in her mind. All she wished to do now was fall asleep underwater. It would bring her the most comfort and she would feel safe. Being in the castle was driving her up a wall.

Upon arriving in the room, she found herself shocked to see Darius passed out on the bed. Not only that, but his hair color had changed. She furrowed her brows. While she hadn't met a human before, she knew hair color changes weren't part of their abilities. She bit her lip and examined how exhausted he looked. The only visible change thus far was his hair. Next, she watched as Myra tried to gently push him and let out a deep sigh. That would surely wake him. "Myra sweetheart, please be careful - I don't want to wake him." Her voice was soft. Artemis sighed and felt the soft bed. For a moment, her mind began to reel back to her old home underwater. Tears briefly formed in her eyes but she blinked them away quickly. Knowing the situation was likely futile and Darius would wake up anyway, she carefully sat on the edge of the bed to relieve Myra's likely concern, then moved to sit on a chair instead. Her gaze was locked on Darius. She gently fixed the silky dress around her and fixed a coat over it as well.

Something was wrong, but she wasn't certain what yet. Time would certainly tell.

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Time: Night
Location: Viet-Et-Mort
Interaction: N/A but soon > @AliveFalling - Marceau, @helo - Noah
Mentions: @Tae - Sorrell, @AliveFalling - Cyrus, @helo - Liam, @Kkushmar - Boris

Classical jazz music filled the small room as Desiree lounged on her leather couch. The recorder was sitting ten feet from her and playing an older album from the 1900s. A book was in her hand with a bottle of expensive wine filled with blood beside her. There was a small tray of cookies baked fresh by Luna that previous day as well. Desiree’s blonde hair was pulled into a small ponytail and she wore satin pajamas. A small smile painted her face. There wasn’t a care in the world. Luna’s experiment had failed and the mutt was in the Death Chute to be fed on. She had told the vampires if she managed to survive, to find her and kill her. The survival had been doubtful though. Another one had bitten the dust; nothing annoyed Desi more than failing another experiment. The tiny brat hadn’t been a pureblood werewolf, so perhaps she needed a pureblood or an alpha. She had sent vampires to scout Ember Grove to begin trying to find them. There were rumors of a werewolf pack who had settled down in Ember but she didn’t know where. It was no matter, she would find out and eventually eradicate the filthy beasts and take their alpha. Whoever survived would be subjected to her heinous experiments. She chuckled slightly, remembering Luna’s screams and cries for help. Had that brat actually thought she cared? How pathetic humans were. Such emotional beings only let it cloud their judgement.

The serene silence was then pierced with a familiar and sorrowful howl. Desiree froze, the cookie pausing in her hand. She knew that howl; it was Luna’s. Sudden frustration rose inside of her. The brat.. The tiny brat had managed to turn into a werewolf? She tossed her book aside and ordered her maid to solve the puzzle of fixing her space. The woman nodded silently and trembled as she passed Desiree. As for Desi, she moved over to a nearby window and stared outside. She could vaguely see Luna’s profile from afar. How the hell had she made it to the woods? She turned to her maid who caused a ruckus by accidentally spilling her wine. Desiree glared at her as it stained her white fur rug and leather couch. The maid turned to her with wide eyes and began apologizing profusely but Desi wasn’t listening. No, in fact, that woman had sealed her fate. She walked over to the woman and smacked her upside the head and released her frustration upon her. The woman let out a yelp of pain but Desi didn’t stick around to find out where she had fallen.

She strode out of the room in a flash, ordering vampires around her to go find and track down Luna. Desiree felt adrenaline pulsing through her. Had the tiny brat managed to escape and if so, how? Her fists were clenched and trembling with anger and surprise. Nobody had ever escaped, except that stupid child. Where she had gone to, Desiree didn’t know. She had Noah still, so that’s all that mattered. He was hers and she intended to keep it that way. Speaking of, where was he? She took out her phone to text him to return to base asap. Desiree strode into the lounge where most of her vampires hung out at night. They all quit talking immediately and turned to her. The loud music halted as they awaited their queen’s voice.

”Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that -” Desiree’s voice was cut off as another howl pierced the night, this one sounding more warlike. She froze, her red eyes bulging from their sockets. Another werewolf had answered Luna’s cry for help. She turned back to the vampires and looked at them. ”Luna escaped, and obviously a wolf or werewolves heard her cry for help. I need some of you to scout the area and stay back from whatever the scene is occurring. Report to me what you find. I need to know if we have alphas, betas, or omegas.” Several people hopped up quickly and left the lounge. The rest awaited her next move. ”The rest of you; stay on guard for any intruders. I want you all on the full alert. Jade, I want you to find Noah as quickly as possible. Go.” The vampire mistress waved her hand and the teenager sprinted out to begin finding Noah. She left the others and sauntered back to her tower to begin contemplating her next move.

Her reverie was interrupted, though this time not by some stupid human making a idiotic mistake. She turned to face Ezra, one of her faithful vampires. She glanced at him questioningly, arms folded with her back against the wall. ”My lady, I have a report. Four werewolves and one in human form had come to help Luna. They killed Henry, Pauline, Travis, and also Ophelia. I’m sorry, m’lady, but they’re gone. I only had a few moments with Pauline before she passed away and said there were two alphas. They’re gone now, m’lady.”

Desiree pinched the bridge of her nose and smiled kindly at Ezra. ”Thank you, Ezra. You’ve done great work today. You may go to the chamber and commence feeding on Cassandra, but don't drain her.”

Ezra grinned and bowed politely. ”Thank you, m’lady. You know I love my gingers.” Desiree turned away as he clambered out of the room to go feed on the witch they’d found not too long ago. She needed the bitch alive to take orders, but the bitch needed some persuasion. Ezra would be enough to break her; he’d broken many people previously - the last being a stubborn ginger child that Desiree couldn’t help but wonder if she still existed. She sighed and stared outside with fury rising. Luna would die the most painful death for escaping and would drag her werewolf companions down with her - that she promised herself. No one would ever escape Viet-Et-Mort alive ever again.