Kai Merlyn

"Oh damn," Holly curses to herself. She had been wandering through the woods when she accidentally stepped directly into the water of a pond. Holly loved that she was still discovering new parts of the woods around Oxford. It would be a sad day when she knows all of it by heart, but she knew that day would come. All her free time is spent here, there is no way she wouldnt know it all.

But Holly wasnt too happy her shoes were now soaking wet. Stepping back out of the water she takes off the black flats, setting them on a nearby rock so they would hopefully dry quickly. Looking back over to the pond, Holly sees there are some fish swimming around, and some plants flowing with the water. The urge to explore the pond more in depth rose up within her.

There was still a chill in the air, but being in the south it wasnt as cold out as it could have been. And the water also wasnt really that cold when she had accidentally stepped into it. Holly bites her lip, her eyes scanning the woods nearby for any sign that someone was there. She didnt see anyone.

Holly slips out of the black long sleeved t shirt and black jeans, stripping out of her underwear and bra as well. She couldnt afford nice underwear and wasnt about to have her good bra go into a muddy pond. All that was left on her as she stepped in the chilly water was the crystal hanging around her neck.

He'd been pretty sure he was out here alone fore the first few hours he'd been out here, but then all of the sudden, he sensed someone. It was easy for his trained mind and extra senses, and since this other person was also a magic wielder, her aura called out to him like a moth to a flame. He wondered momentarily if this was how vampires felt when they first smelled someone with magic in their veins. He doubted it.

But as he drew nearer, he spotted her, she seemed to be upset about something, and he watched as she took off her shoes and placed them aside. Kai silently thanked Izzie for the lessons she'd given him on sneaking around, because it was certainly coming in handy now. He stopped sneaking, however, when he watched her begin to peel her clothes off. He'd been sure she would simply keep her underwear on before going into the pond.

He'd been wrong.

His brows moved up his forehead and his eyes widened as she pulled off her undergarments and then submerged her body in the water. Kai, you lucky bastard, the warlock thought to himself before deciding it was time to make his move. He watched her head snap around towards him as a twig broke under his foot and he felt his grin settling on his features. "Hello there," he said, his Welsh accent sliding deliciously off his tongue. His hand extended and her wet shoes lifted from their spot and floated up to his outstretched hand. "I could fix this for ye, if you want," he said with a raised brow, but before she'd even had a chance to answer, he raised his other hand and the water that had soaked her shoes all pulled from the fabric and instead floated in an orb above them before dropping to the ground. "All better," he said before letting the shoes float back down to where they'd been.

Mordikai “Kai” Merlyn || 30 years old || Warlock || FC: Matt Ryan

Traits

(+) Brave, Dynamic, Independent (-) Callous, Pompous, Truculent

Personality

Kai is a guy that you want to avoid. Seriously, you’ll end up with a headache and a sudden need to sucker punch someone, and he’ll end up perched somewhere with a cigarette and a shit-eating grin on his face. As far as human beings go, Kai is in line to be the absolute worst. He has no filter on that mouth of his, and he holds no regard for anyone’s feelings. He doesn’t care if he offends you, or if he pisses you off. In fact, he’s more often than not trying to piss you off. Whether it be the warlock in him, or just his own shitty attitude, Kai is always looking for a fight. Kai isn’t evil, he’s just a self-absorbed troublemaker. He only does things that are of benefit to him, and he’s never felt a deep connection to another human being in his life - not even his family. Viewed as “defective” by teachers and peers throughout his life, Kai learned it was just better to keep to himself; and thus was born his fiercely independent nature. Kai relies on no one, and never asks for help. Any guardians he’s ever had in the past have been guardians for hire, and he ended up running all of them off. Not many people have the constitution to stand this asshole for more than a few months.

Biography

Born Merlin Ambrosius the 2983489th (exaggeration, but Kai refuses to remember the actual number), there was a certain expectation of the direct descendant of the great Merlin. It had been for centuries that the magic of the once great enchanter was passes to the first born male heir, and Kai just so happened to be one in that line. Tradition dictated that he be named the same as all those who came before him, and that he were raised to be the most powerful wielder of magic in his time. As a child, he didn’t know any better. He did as he was told, he learned spells and potions, even hexes and curses. But the older he grew the more he rebelled against the extremely guarded and sheltered life he led. He slowly began to see that, although they were forcing him to learn to wield his magic, his family had no intention of ever letting him actually use it. This led the young teenager to begin to rebel, and from there, things only got worse. Each passing year, the teen became more resentful of his family and the way they chained him to their description of magic. At night, he would create and practice new ways to manipulate his magic to do as he wished, and he knew that with enough time, he could escape. His first attempt was when he was sixteen, and he failed miserably. He left two of his uncles horrifically burned and his father ended up being the one that bested him and confined him back to his bedroom. While the magic had been passed from his father to him, his father still possessed enough to seal the rebellious teen within the home. It took two years of being a prisoner in his own home before Kai (as he had renamed himself) made his successful escape attempt. He turned around and sealed a spell on the house that would keep those who had kept him locked away as a prisoner, the same way they’d done him. He hoped that they would starve to death and rot in the house they’d made a prison. The first thing he did was get his name changed. At eighteen, he could legally do so, and after a lot of paperwork and waiting, he was officially free of the name that had dictated his life, though - to keep the whisper of power in his name - he moved Merlin to be his last name and changed the spelling. But from that point forward, he was his own man. And he had never been happier. He has spend his entire life moving around Europe doing as he pleases. After his family all passed away (“Strangest thing, it was as if they all just decided to die”), he inherited every bit of money that they had. He picked up jobs here and there for vampires or werewolves, solving problems for them in ways that only magic could. But it was more just to keep himself busy. It wasn’t until about three years ago that he was approached by a curly headed blonde and her two vampire companions. He outright laughed in Valencia Bellefry’s face when she asked him to teach her what he knew of magic. He turned down money, favor, and loyalty from her in payment for teaching her, mostly because he refused to teach her at all. “Why should I waste my valuable time to teach a miniature poodle magic??” he’d said. This had led to a rather heated argument with Nora, which ended up upsetting Valencia enough to unwittingly display just how much power she held. Impressed to the bone, Kai changed his tune, and though he agreed to help her, it didn’t mean he was going to be pleasant about it. And so for two years, Kai made Val, Nora, and Brant suffer his presence as he taught Valencia all that he knew of magic. After she left to go do whatever it was (Kai hadn’t particularly been listening), he wandered Europe some more before one night he woke from his sleep in a cold sweat. After being with another magic wielder for so long, he had unwittingly developed a connection to her; and he knew she was in trouble. It took about three weeks after that of being visited by the same horrific vision before he finally gave in and bought a ticket to the United States. The Welsh man was finally leaving Europe… for the small, hick town of Oxford, Mississippi.