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"No comprendo nada que está haciendo. I don't understand you."

Erin Céleste

Erin Céleste

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Basic Summary

Name:
Erin Petrona Céleste

Alias:
just Erin

Age:
17

Gender:
Female

Birthday:
July 29

Home in the Mortal Realm:
A small town in the south of Spain, near the border with Portugal

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Personality

Personality:
The world is full of stories, voices speaking out, just waiting to be heard. If you listen closely enough, you can learn to speak back to them as well. Erin may seem ordinary and calm when you first meet her, but if you pay any attention at all you’ll soon realize that she sees the world a bit differently than most anyone. Everything has meaning, nothing is an accident, and you can always try to do something to change what might have been fate. At first she is reserved and polite, but as she gets to know someone she begins to let her more eccentric nature show, eventually trying to teach them how to hear the voices too. She has an overall skeptical view of people but an optimistic outlook on life.

Sexuality:
Demiromantic Asexual

Relationship Status:
Single, doesn't really care to mingle

Fears:
Nyctophobia – The fear of darkness, blindness or the inability to see at all.
Sedatephobia - The fear of total silence.
Iatrophobia – The fear of doctors or therapists.

Likes:
Thunderstorms/rain, music/singing, baking/cooking, Tea, and the color green.

Dislikes:
Most "Normal" people, lulls in conversation, people who don't like music, candles or flame, and candies/sweets

Other:
- She loves music and so will sing to herself and the voices, and she tends to hum when she's happy
- She talks to the voices out loud: whispering under her breath to them when she's in public, and gets very animated when she believes she's alone.

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Appearance

Height:
5'6"

Weight:
180-ish

Eye Color:
Green and Gold (See picture above)

Hair Color & Style:
Long Red/Ginger hair kept either down or braided in various different ways

Build:
Mesomorph, non-athletic

Skin Tone:
Caucasian

Style:
She usually dresses for comfort and function rather than looks. T shirts, jeans, and comfy sweaters are very common for her.

Other:
unless you count her gold-flecked eyes and abundant frekcles, there's nothing much to say here.

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Skills

Skilled:
Baking/cooking
Acting
Communication/debate
memory/memorization
Observation/discernment

General:
Singing/dancing
any art form/creative outlet
swimming/running/other similar athletic activities
reading/writing

Unable:
Sensing the mood (and acting appropriately)

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History

Who were you:
Erin was born in the middle of a thunderstorm, the first lights she ever saw were the jagged bolts of lightning outside. The the people of her small town say that’s why her eyes are fragmented between green and gold, the lightning having shattered her soul at birth. The eyes are the windows to the soul after all. Growing up, they all attributed her strange behaviors to this as well. Before the age of 10, she’d gained a reputation as a troublemaker. She would go about town in her younger years and cause all sorts of mayhem, asking questions that ought not be asked and playing pranks, harassing the townsfolk, or at least in their opinions she was. It was never her fault though, they just couldn’t understand why she had to do this. A slight inconvenience is much better than death, after all. They’d never listen when she’d try to explain that. The townsfolk would swear that she had the devil in her.

She can’t recall when she first could hear and speak to the voices, she believes it was before her father died in a fire when she was 7, but thinks it must have been after she almost drowned in the river at age 5. She wasn’t unlucky, or cursed (that she knew of), those things just seem to happen a lot in her town. The voices tell her sometimes who’s going to be in danger next, and sometimes they only tell her that something bad is going to happen in a certain place, and she’ll try to get people to avoid it. Usually the voices are right about something bad happening, but the details are always slightly off, like the time when she was 9 and they told her that the sky would fall down and crush everyone, it was really only chunks of ice that fell accompanied by thunder and lightning. Usually she could try to do something to “save” the people, but if they didn’t listen to her and got hurt anyway they’d blame her for it, claiming that she’d caused their misfortune. Around age 11 she stopped openly trying to act on what the voices told her, and decided that people might trust or believe in her more if she acted more like them, stupid and oblivious to the potential danger of the world around them. She helped her mother run the bakery then, after years practicing she became an almost “normal” girl, unable for an outsider to tell she was different at all. It helped when talking to those that didn’t know her as well, but many of the townsfolk were too wary and untrusting of her even after her change of tactic to believe her at all.

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It was dreary outside as lightning broke the skies, the warm little bakery empty as no one would dare brave the elements on a day like today for simple pastries they could just get later. Erin was cleaning the front room and humming as she swept, at least until a crash of thunder and whispering voice broke her happy tune. The words she thought she’d heard were nonsensical, and she closed her eyes for a moment as she tried to decipher it. After a short while the sound of the rain falling hard on the roof and the thundering outside faded away, and all she could hear was the quiet voice in her mind, until that too stopped. Confused, she opened her eyes again, only to find she was not where she’d ought to be.

Family:
Father - Othello Céleste (Deceased)
Mother - Desdemona Céleste

How did you fall into Fae hands:
... a classic case of "be careful what you wish for."
Her wish was that people would listen to what she tells them.
Well, they do, but they don't really believe her or care at all.
And now, it doesn't really matter.

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Current

Court/Faction:
Property of the Spring Court, but under the care of the Fall Court for now.

What do you plan to do about your situation:
"Oh, I'm supposed to be doing something?"

Possessions:
A cell phone at about 87% battery right now (basically a day of charge left)
An old IPod Nano and headphones (5 days of charge left at normal levels of use. The older Ipods were awesome.)
All the clothes she's currently wearing:
A few hair ties which she's wearing around her wrists like bracelets
One pair of worn but comfortable tennis shoes
One pair of socks
One Pair of Underwear
One Sports Bra
One pair of blue jeans
One graphic t-shirt with the words "Mind on my music, music on my mind" written in bubble letters on the front (in Spanish)
One Black zip-up hoodie with the words "Lisztomania- a need to listen to music all the time." Printed over a graphic of a pair of headphones on the back (In English).

Relationships

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Name: Desdemona Céleste
Relationship Details: Erin loves her mother, but their relationship is really very shallow. Desdemona leaves Erin to her own devices most of the time and gives her plenty of space, and Erin doesn't really mind that. They are companions at best, and familiar strangers at worst.

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Name: Othello Céleste
Relationship Details: Erin doesn't really remember her father at all, but whenever she thinks about him she gets a warm feeling. She loves him and respects his memory.

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Name: The Collector
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Name: Falk
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Name: Yggdrasil
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Name: Yin
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So, she’s not actually psychic or magic or anything, just insane. The “predictions” the voices give her are very vague, however she herself is very observant, noticing patterns and cues as to what might happen next in a series of events the same way we might predict the outcome of a scene in a book or movie given the story told to us so far by the author.

Erin's voices

I'm realizing that Erin has three distinct voices. They don't have 'names' but I'll be calling them Ne, Chi, and Aya.

Ne- Never refers to Erin at all and has a vocal tic: "Ne". Ne offers suggestions based on what is best for those around Erin, and often will place others' well being over Erin's. Conscience. Superego. When Ne is in the hotseat, Erin is more prone to self-destructive behaiviors in favor of helping others. Chi normally choses "Flight" over "Fight" but depending on the situation...

Aya- Refers to Erin as 'you' and has no vocal tic. Aya offers Logical suggestions and reasons based on current situations. Tends to be the middle ground between Ne's way of thinking and Chi's. Empathy. Ego. When Aya has control, Erin is a bit more unpredictabe as to what she'll actually do. Given a "Fight" or "Flight" situation, Erin may just freeze up if Aya is in control.

Chi- Refers to Erin as 'we' and has the vocal tic: "Chi". Chi offers suggestions based on what Erin wants and what is probably best for her, even if they may not be possible. Selfish hopefulness. Id. When Chi's at the wheel, Erin is unfazed by pretty much everything. No "Flight" responses, only "Fight" (Remember though, not every "Fight" is actually a fight).

The Black Jewels

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The Black Jewels

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You can have the OOC
you're mine.

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"Well then little brother. What should we do next?"

Onyx Bright

Onyx Bright

"Now, you choose. The weapon, or life. I can't very well heal you if you're aiming a sword at me."

"Kirara! Where did you go little brother?"

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Character Summary

Name:
Onyx Akili Bright

Aliases:
Onyx, Bri'nx

Age:
119

Birthday:
August 30th

Race/Species
Hayllian

Gender
Female

Birthplace
Eyota

Jewel color (Birthright and Offering)
Purple Dusk to Sapphire

Class/Caste
Healer: a witch who specializes in healing physical wounds and illnesses. Equal in rank to a Priestess and a Prince.

Healers are a vital addition to Blood society because they are the ones who heal the physical bodies. Unlike Black Widows who are healers of the mind, Healers are instinctually drawn to the art of healing the body. They have an inborn knowledge of the methods and theories they should be using, but additional training is required for society to consider them "fully trained" and thus fully trusted to act with the authority of medicine on their side.

Healers are often thought to be much like Queens, especially in their single minded tendency to think their own life is less important than all those around them. Because of this, Protocol demands that any unmarried Healer is required to have an escort to accompany her, so she doesn't harm herself while she performs her Craft. It would be too easy for a Healer to completely drain herself in seeking a healing, as their self preservation instinct suffers.

Languages
Common, Hayllian, Kindred

Occupation
Medic/Healer when needed, Artist by trade.
She works on projects in many branches of the arts- from drawing and painting to writing songs and stories to dancing and playing musical instruments. She works under masters Kimili’ka and Tarentek, keepers of the Ka’tek House of the Arts.

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Appearance

Height:
6'0"

Weight:
155 lbs

Body Type:
Ectomorph

Eye Color:
Brown, almost Black

Hair Color:
Dark Chocolate Brown

Skin Tone:
Nutmeg

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Character psychology

Sexuality:
Demiromantic Asexual

Relationship Status:
Single - widowed.
She married her husband almost 100 years ago, and he died only a year later. She doesn’t talk about him much, or even really remember much about their time together- only how he died.

Personality:
She likes to be alone, rather than spending time with a group. Because of this, she is sort of left out of everything. This doesn’t bother her though- she doesn’t care because she doesn’t want to have to feel like she can’t say what’s on her mind. If people will listen, she will speak with them, but otherwise leave her be and she won’t bug you either. In general she’s a calm person, usually happy enough in her day-to-day life that you’d catch her humming a tune at any point in the day. In interactions with people -no matter who they are- she is polite and soft-spoken, unless you manage to make her angry. Kindred, on the other hand… she loves all kindred and feels a deep connection to the rest of the world through them. She is highly respectful of the Kindred and often will treat them better than any people she meets.

She’s very Determined and sticks to her values like glue, but she is also Impulsive. She will make a decision and go with it, but in making a choice she rarely thinks past the immediate future, and often doesn’t consider her own well-being when other’s are at stake. She will keep trying towards her goals until she figures out how to get there no matter how many times she may fail. She is Strategic, and trusts her intuition because in most cases so far, it’s been right.

She is Kind, and Patient, always willing to help others if they ask, though she will leave them to their own devices once she’s done all she thinks is needed. She will not stay with someone if they ask her to- she doesn’t trust in others enough in order to abandon her solitary comfort for long.

In a fight, she’s better with strategy and quick moves than drawn-out battles. She works best alone as otherwise she feels that she’s always trying to compensate for the rest of group. That said, having Kirara at her side in a fight is a welcome comfort to her, as he is actually a very smart ally.

Onyx doesn’t worry much about the state of the world or how it got that way. The past and her own history mean little to her, and she doesn’t worry for the future at all either. She would prefer to live completely in the moment.

Habits:
When she is Nervous, Fearful, or Worried she will tend to clasp her hands together to keep them still, otherwise she will busy herself with some project or another to keep others from seeing the tremor there.

When she is happy she will hum or sing quietly to herself, unknowingly most of the time.

When she is sad or thinking about something that is better left unspoken of, she will be silent and her eyes tend to narrow as she filters out the rest of the world, trying either to get the thoughts off her mind or to simply force herself into a tunnel vision in order to focus better on her current tasks (either way, she becomes significantly less aware of the world around her).

When she’s angry, if she’s not openly showing it, the only tell will be that she’d glare at the person who’s causing her rage. If she’s hiding her anger, it means she’s actually weighing out the risks of confronting the person themselves.

In terms of her routine, she tends to wake up later in the mornings, staying up late into the nights- even till dawn if she can get away with it. She will spend time alone as often as possible, as social situations are draining and mostly unwanted to her.

Hobbies:
All the Artsy Stuff.

Fears:
Swimming, and by extension: drowning and large bodies of water like the sea or oceans.

Likes:
The colors Yellow, dark Blue, and Purple. Night-time, warm weather, being outside, and spending time alone or with Kindred.

Dislikes:
Large Crowds, Lakes and Rivers, Sailing and Boats, and Complete Silence.

Skills

General Skills
Cooking, drawing, painting, dancing, singing, playing various instruments, performing, acting, writing music, coming up with and writing stories, etc.

Combat skills
Bow and arrows, Staffs, Mace and other such blunt weapons, hand-to-hand, and throwing knives.

Magic skills
Healing, illusions (Visual and Auditory), Air manipulation (non-weaponized).

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History

Background
Onyx was born almost 120 years ago, and her mother died shortly after. Her father raised her for eight years, until her birthright ceremony when she met her godfather, Tarentek. Her mother never wanted her father to have Paternity, so he was only allowed to raise her until she received her first Jewel- Purple Dusk. She still lives with her Godparents, Tarentek and his wife Kimili’ka, to this day.

When she was 17 she met the man she would marry- Krimm Bright. He was the first person she’d ever felt an attraction to in her life. They dated for a year, until finally he asked her to marry him. She went through her Offering Ceremony the night of their wedding, and gained her Sapphire gem.

That’s where her memories end when it comes to Krimm.

From what she’s been told by her godparents, he died to save her life. Kimili’ka erased her memories of it in order to keep her from breaking from the grief. She couldn’t heal her, her memories had to be erased entirely.

In the next years, Onyx’s preference towards solitude began to emerge. The more time she spent alone, the clearer her thoughts became, and she began to use her time to better herself in whatever ways she could. She taught herself about what she could of the arts- seeking out guidance from Kimili’ka and Tarentek when she couldn’t figure something out herself. She learned various fighting forms from Tarentek, and learned as much as she could about medicines and healing magic from Kimili’ka before she had to go to an actual healer to receive the rest of her official training to be a healer.

She’s gone on with her life in a blur of colors and learning up until a point about two years ago, when Kimili’ka convinced her to come with her to Scelt. There, she met a young pup named Kirara, and he became her little brother. Ever since that day life has been a bit more interesting, her brother bringing her many, many adventures. It’s for the better- at least she’s not totally alone anymore.

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Additional Information

Other
Kirara - Purple Dusk to Sapphire jewelled Warlord Prince Scelt. He met Onyx when he was just a puppy, and chose her as his person within the next few minutes. He loves her and will protect her fiercely form anything he thinks could harm her- including herself and those pesky squirrels.

Appearance

Tarentek - Onyx’s Godfather, and a Prince. He was her mother’s closest friend.

Kimili’ka - A Black Widow, and Onyx’s Godmother.

Theme Song:
These patterns represent Impulse...

SharaX - Dust

The Black Jewels

Onyx Bright

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The markets of Hayll were honestly one of the best places to go if one was looking to buy some pretty awesome things. Onyx wove her way through the cobbled streets, a grey and white Scelt padding along at her side, easily keeping pace with her even though his stride was so short compared to hers. Glancing down at the pup, Onyx slowed down slightly so he wouldn't have to run to keep up with her- but instead of slowing down to stay with her, he just kept running, making circles around her now as they walked. Kirara's energy really was boundless.

Onyx shook her head at the Kindred as the two made their way from shop to shop. They were looking for one specific item today- a set of paints made to glimmer and shine on the paper. Eventually they'd find the right store, but for now Onyx was enjoying spending time with Kirara, wandering the winding roads through the city and looking through all the amazing, interesting things that the many shops would sell.

After a few hours, they found the store that had what they were looking for. As Onyx left the shop, a drawstring bag filled with a rainbow-and-a-half's worth of small jars of paint in her hands, the sun was high in the sky. "Well then little brother. What should we do next?"

"Food! It's food-time!" Kirara's voice rang out happily as he began to sniff the air around them, his ears perking up once he found what direction the nearest scents were coming from. "There's food this way! Follow!"

"Okay, lead on little brother." Onyx smiled brightly as the Scelt wove around the legs of those around them, finding a path for himself and Onyx now since she'd finished her task for the day. Soon they came to a tavern that didn't look too bad from the outside. Onyx was about to open the door for herself and Kirara to enter, but suddenly Kirara wasn't by her anymore. She looked around frantically for a moment, wondering where her little brother had gone, until she noticed him making his way through the crowd to where a gap had formed around one man as he walked down the street.

"Kirara!" She called after him, but he didn't turn around. She began making her way towards him and the man.

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Kirara didn't mean to walk away from big sister, it just sort of, happened. As the two were reaching the door to the food-place, he noticed a different smell on the air. A very angry man was walking down the road, and that wasn't good. People should be happy! Like him and Onyx! He knew Onyx would want to help him, Onyx likes helping people, so Kirara was going to just tell her about the man. But, by the time the thought registered in his mind, he was halfway through the crowd already.

He heard Onyx call after him. He just kept walking now though, calling back to her a second before he made it to the man. "Follow!"

"Prince! Why are you angry? Angry is not good!" Kirara sat on the ground in front of the man-prince and cocked his head to the side as a woman appeared behind the man. She began talking to the man-prince and dragging him in a different direction than he had been walking. After a second, Kirara spoke up again. "You should come eat food with us. Food is good!"

As if on cue, Onyx appeared from the crowd behind Kirara just as he finished speaking. It took her a second to realize what was going on, and she bowed slightly to the man-prince before she spoke.

"I'm sorry if Kirara is bugging you..." She glanced over at the Scelt before saying more quietly to just him, "Were you bugging them?"

"No! I'm helping! Angry prince needs food." Kirara answered, way too loudly. "Food always helps."

The Black Jewels

*Steals OOC*

@Demonic Angel

*steals Angel.*

The Black Jewels

Onyx Bright

Onyx Bright

"Now, you choose. The weapon, or life. I can't very well heal you if you're aiming a sword at me."

"Kirara! Where did you go little brother?"

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Character Summary

Name:
Onyx Akili Bright

Aliases:
Onyx, Bri'nx

Age:
119

Birthday:
August 30th

Race/Species
Hayllian

Gender
Female

Birthplace
Eyota

Jewel color (Birthright and Offering)
Purple Dusk to Sapphire

Class/Caste
Healer: a witch who specializes in healing physical wounds and illnesses. Equal in rank to a Priestess and a Prince.

Healers are a vital addition to Blood society because they are the ones who heal the physical bodies. Unlike Black Widows who are healers of the mind, Healers are instinctually drawn to the art of healing the body. They have an inborn knowledge of the methods and theories they should be using, but additional training is required for society to consider them "fully trained" and thus fully trusted to act with the authority of medicine on their side.

Healers are often thought to be much like Queens, especially in their single minded tendency to think their own life is less important than all those around them. Because of this, Protocol demands that any unmarried Healer is required to have an escort to accompany her, so she doesn't harm herself while she performs her Craft. It would be too easy for a Healer to completely drain herself in seeking a healing, as their self preservation instinct suffers.

Languages
Common, Hayllian, Kindred

Occupation
Medic/Healer when needed, Artist by trade.
She works on projects in many branches of the arts- from drawing and painting to writing songs and stories to dancing and playing musical instruments. She works under masters Kimili’ka and Tarentek, keepers of the Ka’tek House of the Arts.

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Appearance

Height:
6'0"

Weight:
155 lbs

Body Type:
Ectomorph

Eye Color:
Brown, almost Black

Hair Color:
Dark Chocolate Brown

Skin Tone:
Nutmeg

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Character psychology

Sexuality:
Demiromantic Asexual

Relationship Status:
Single - widowed.
She married her husband almost 100 years ago, and he died only a year later. She doesn’t talk about him much, or even really remember much about their time together- only how he died.

Personality:
She likes to be alone, rather than spending time with a group. Because of this, she is sort of left out of everything. This doesn’t bother her though- she doesn’t care because she doesn’t want to have to feel like she can’t say what’s on her mind. If people will listen, she will speak with them, but otherwise leave her be and she won’t bug you either. In general she’s a calm person, usually happy enough in her day-to-day life that you’d catch her humming a tune at any point in the day. In interactions with people -no matter who they are- she is polite and soft-spoken, unless you manage to make her angry. Kindred, on the other hand… she loves all kindred and feels a deep connection to the rest of the world through them. She is highly respectful of the Kindred and often will treat them better than any people she meets.

She’s very Determined and sticks to her values like glue, but she is also Impulsive. She will make a decision and go with it, but in making a choice she rarely thinks past the immediate future, and often doesn’t consider her own well-being when other’s are at stake. She will keep trying towards her goals until she figures out how to get there no matter how many times she may fail. She is Strategic, and trusts her intuition because in most cases so far, it’s been right.

She is Kind, and Patient, always willing to help others if they ask, though she will leave them to their own devices once she’s done all she thinks is needed. She will not stay with someone if they ask her to- she doesn’t trust in others enough in order to abandon her solitary comfort for long.

In a fight, she’s better with strategy and quick moves than drawn-out battles. She works best alone as otherwise she feels that she’s always trying to compensate for the rest of group. That said, having Kirara at her side in a fight is a welcome comfort to her, as he is actually a very smart ally.

Onyx doesn’t worry much about the state of the world or how it got that way. The past and her own history mean little to her, and she doesn’t worry for the future at all either. She would prefer to live completely in the moment.

Habits:
When she is Nervous, Fearful, or Worried she will tend to clasp her hands together to keep them still, otherwise she will busy herself with some project or another to keep others from seeing the tremor there.

When she is happy she will hum or sing quietly to herself, unknowingly most of the time.

When she is sad or thinking about something that is better left unspoken of, she will be silent and her eyes tend to narrow as she filters out the rest of the world, trying either to get the thoughts off her mind or to simply force herself into a tunnel vision in order to focus better on her current tasks (either way, she becomes significantly less aware of the world around her).

When she’s angry, if she’s not openly showing it, the only tell will be that she’d glare at the person who’s causing her rage. If she’s hiding her anger, it means she’s actually weighing out the risks of confronting the person themselves.

In terms of her routine, she tends to wake up early in the mornings, staying up late into the nights- even till dawn if she can get away with it. If She didn't need to sleep, she wouldn't. She will spend time alone as often as possible, as social situations are draining and mostly unwanted to her.

Hobbies:
All the Artsy Stuff.

Fears:
Swimming, and by extension: drowning and large bodies of water like the sea or oceans.

Likes:
The colors Yellow, dark Blue, and Purple. Night-time, warm weather, being outside, and spending time alone or with Kindred.

Dislikes:
Large Crowds, Lakes and Rivers, Sailing and Boats, and Complete Silence.

Skills

General Skills
Cooking, drawing, painting, dancing, singing, playing various instruments, performing, acting, writing music, coming up with and writing stories, etc.

Combat skills
Bow and arrows, Staffs, Mace and other such blunt weapons, hand-to-hand, and throwing knives.

Magic skills
Healing, illusions (Visual and Auditory), Air manipulation (non-weaponized).

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History

Background
Onyx was born almost 120 years ago, and her mother died shortly after. Her father raised her for eight years, until her birthright ceremony when she met her godfather, Tarentek. Her mother never wanted her father to have Paternity, so he was only allowed to raise her until she received her first Jewel- Purple Dusk. She still lives with her Godparents, Tarentek and his wife Kimili’ka, to this day.

When she was 17 she met the man she would marry- Krimm Bright. He was the first person she’d ever felt an attraction to in her life. They dated for a year, until finally he asked her to marry him. She went through her Offering Ceremony the night of their wedding, and gained her Sapphire gem.

That’s where her memories end when it comes to Krimm.

From what she’s been told by her godparents, he died to save her life. Kimili’ka erased her memories of it in order to keep her from breaking from the grief. She couldn’t heal her, her memories had to be erased entirely.

In the next years, Onyx’s preference towards solitude began to emerge. The more time she spent alone, the clearer her thoughts became, and she began to use her time to better herself in whatever ways she could. She taught herself about what she could of the arts- seeking out guidance from Kimili’ka and Tarentek when she couldn’t figure something out herself. She learned various fighting forms from Tarentek, and learned as much as she could about medicines and healing magic from Kimili’ka before she had to go to an actual healer to receive the rest of her official training to be a healer.

She’s gone on with her life in a blur of colors and learning up until a point about two years ago, when Kimili’ka convinced her to come with her to Scelt. There, she met a young pup named Kirara, and he became her little brother. Ever since that day life has been a bit more interesting, her brother bringing her many, many adventures. It’s for the better- at least she’s not totally alone anymore.

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Kirara - Purple Dusk to Sapphire jewelled Warlord Prince Scelt. He met Onyx when he was just a puppy, and chose her as his person within the next few minutes. He loves her and will protect her fiercely form anything he thinks could harm her- including herself and those pesky squirrels.

Appearance

Tarentek - Onyx’s Godfather, and a Prince. He was her mother’s closest friend.

Kimili’ka - A Black Widow, and Onyx’s Godmother.

Theme Song:
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SharaX - Dust

Samhain Intrigues

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