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( ) friend

( 🐝 ) close friend

you intimidate me:

( ) yes

( 🐝 ) no

do i want to talk more:

( 🐝 ) yes

( ) no

have i ever had a crush on you:

( ) yes

( 🐝 ) no

best feature:

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( 🐝 ) posts

random:

( 🐝 ) you’re funny

( 🐝 ) you’re adorable

( ) i freaked out when you followed me

( 🐝 ) i feel like i annoy you

( 🐝 ) i love seeing your posts on my dashboard

( 🐝 ) you’re so pretty

( 🐝 ) i love you a lot

( 🐝 ) you’re so relatable

( 🐝 ) i’m grateful for you

Meet  IZABEL Dahteste NAVORRO. They are of over FOUR HUNDRED years old and hail from the LIPAN-APACHE/OLD MEXICAN TERRITORY (prior to Texan statehood). Izabel embodies comet, ENCKE. They use she/her pronouns.

Encke reminds me of the smoke of campfires, cold nights and hot days, red desert sand, sunglasses, hiking to the top of the cliffside, adapting to thrive in a harsh environment, dandelions, vultures, resilience, circles when you’re lost, migration, monarch butterflies, survival of the fittest, no second chances, how a wolf pack circles it’s prey, thinking yourself dizzy, constant wanderlust,

BIOGRAPHY

Izabel’s memories of her childhood feel like distant dreams. Her world prior to the ‘colonizers’ arriving had been peaceful. She remembered traveling often and one time she begged her mother to keep a pet tortoise she had found along the road; ‘it will help slow me down!’ had been her argument. It didn’t work. 

Izabel was never still. Her family would describe her as movement itself; a tornado. . 

When they weren’t traveling she was found dancing, running, and chasing all sorts of wildlife. Racing rivers and birds.

Life changed drastically when her people were faced with the foreign threats. They became cornered on their own land. Instead of being able to travel freely throughout the world they now had limits. Imaginary lines drawn to determine ‘ownership’ over the land. 

Izabel couldn’t remember specific days but remembered feeling as though this imprisonment lasted a lifetime. That’s when the circles started. 

At first it was harmless; running around the campsite over and over in laps to burn off energy. 

Spinning in circles until she’d get sick. Dancing and twirling of sticks to pass the time. At first it was mostly just entertainment. 

But as time passed life became far more violent. Warriors of her people left to fight battles she didn’t understand and never returned. Her father was lost in this way. 

Much to the distress of her mother she went on scouting missions to attempt to find him. She’d be gone for days before circling back. Sometimes weeks. 

It became an obsession. Different paths. Different routes.

Along the way she made a companion out of an abandoned coyote pup and refused to give it up despite her mother’s fury. They negotiated; she could keep the canine if she stopped wandering. Reluctantly, she agreed. The coyote needed her and would perish without her help. She wasn’t selfish. 

As she became older her new obsession became the wind. How storm clouds circled. How the wind could bring down even the most sound of buildings. 

Her mark arrived the day the foreigners came to force them out of their camp. Her anger became so furious that she wished the wind would sweep all of her enemies away. And to her absolute delight the sky above darkened and a vortex struck the ground as the foreigners marched their horses towards her camp. Those that weren’t swept away and torn apart by the wind itself fled and didn’t return for quite some time. Enough time that her family was able to move without force. 

The circle like white tattoo around her wrist caused some other changes too. Her family around her continued to age but she remained the same. Her elders grew cautious of her and warned her that she had messed with something dark in order to call upon nature’s wrath and she needed to give something back to nature in order to find peace and return to the earth again. 

What she wouldn’t admit is that growing old and returning into the earth wasn’t something she wanted. She enjoyed the power. She enjoyed calling the wind at her command. 

The next obsession was her desire to fly. She spent what felt like decades watching birds and how they soared. Within her bones and soul she knew she could if she could just figure out how. 

Although earning her mark was her most impressive use of power in her lifetime; her true calling was flight. 

This was only possible after meeting and studying under another druid who could shapeshift into any creature they wanted. 

Izabel’s preferred form is a bird of prey. Peregrine when she needs speed. An owl when she needs subtly. A kestrel when she’s conserving energy. 

INCLINATION

Encke is a rapidly cycling comet that circles earth every three years. Although perhaps not overly fast to a mortal’s timeline, in terms of time relative to the universe, Encke’s circles could make anyone dizzy. The comet’s sponsorship is for the tenacious; those who never stop pursuing their goals. And once they reach their goals, they create new goals. Never satisfied with stagnation. The sponsorship goes well with Air Witches who understand that the wind never truly stops moving even during rest. The downside to the enhanced magic is the inability to grow roots anywhere for long. Anything that required clarity of the mind or long term sustained concentration would be fruitless. To simplify; Encke encourages change and the interpretations can be loose and vastly different from individual to individual.    

CONNECTIONS

Slow Down: Someone who is attempting to keep Izabel in one place (Polaris) for her own good, this could be a professor, a wiser classmate, a person who has their own personal reasons for wanting to keep her around.

You Spin Me Right Round: A person who fuel’s Izabel’s more reckless and impulsive side. The adventurer, the cheerleader, the one saying “YES. DO IT! GREAT IDEA” – They mean well, but might end up causing Encke unintended grief. 

Twisted: This person has a love/hate relationship with Izabel and for good reason. Izabel can be thoughtless when it comes to affections and expects everyone around her to rebound as quickly as she does. They might try and warn others about the comet’s lack of commitment so others don’t get burned.  

Meet SEBASTIAN DERR. They are TWENTY-SIX years old and hail from STOWE, VT. Sebastian embodies the supernova, KEPLAR. They use he/him pronouns. Their faceclaim is MATTHEW DADDARIO.

Keplar reminds me of a strong Black coffee, a clear night sky, catchy indy/pop songs you can’t remember the words to, worn out vans/converse, diesel from that first truck you had that kept breaking down, smell of 2nd hand leather, liquor straight from the bottle, hoodies one size too big, guitar with a missing string, cigarettes, the feeling of an all nighter, and fuckboi vibes

BIOGRAPHY

(TRIGGERS: alcohol, foster care, social worker experiences, mental health diagnosis, addiction, arson, and law enforcement encounters)

“He fell through the cracks.” It was one line that stood out to Bast as he read his case file the social worker had left sitting open on his desk as a youth. He was never placed into foster care. He should have been. However, having attractive and highly charismatic addicts for parents meant that the storytelling and explanations for why things weren’t quite right was superb. From a young age he learned that if you were nice, polite, and could lie through your teeth that a lot of doors of opportunities opened.

“Large and unstable family” was another comment from the file but that one didn’t rub him the wrong way. It was true. His mother slept around and his list of half siblings made the Brady Bunch look like a joke. He stopped attempting to bond or connect with the youngest of them after he was 17 and left home.

“Diagnosis: Oppositional Defiant Disorder” - He remembered being more offended at being called “odd” when he was going for more of a ‘badass’ vibe when he was a teenager. He later understood the diagnosis to mean that he didn’t listen to conventional rules and was often stubborn just for the sake of taking control over a situation rather than actually having a problem with what was asked.

His first short stint in Juvenile Detention was right after he left home and was couch surfing with some friends when his girl-at-the-time’s parents accused him of arson when she broke up with him. He was there when the fire lit but he sure as hell didn’t throw a match at it. He convinced himself the girl set him up.

The incidents that led him to his current destination at Polaris were sporadic but eventually he caught onto the fact that he had the unfortunate knack for setting things aflame when he was upset. Sometimes it was as small as his cigarette burned down far too quickly. The worst was when he caused a house fire after his dealer attempted to throw him under the bus for some shady pill trading he had nothing to do with. No one was hurt but the explosion spooked him. He avoided confrontation at all costs after that.

Much to his surprise, the “police” officer who pulled him over for a legit DUI ended up being a Scout who worked for the Ursas. The Scout informed him that he would be coming along and there’d be no choice in the matter and that he knew all of his history with fire setting. And the shocking part was that he did know. From the explosion all the way to how his last cigarette flashed.

INCLINATION

Kepler is a supernova on the brink of implosion. To understand a star’s life cycle is to know that a star has the most energy right before it combusts and eventually folds in on itself and turns into a black hole. Kepler’s intentions of shaping Sebastian’s life are unclear as well as reckless, however, there doesn’t seem to be an overtone of malice. Only a far reaching last ditch effort to prove that this star can accomplish something before it vanishes.  

CONNECTIONS

Filling the role of Abigail Alcott’s Client.

Filling the role of Aurorette Nix’s constant red flag.

Filling the role of Aurorette Nix’s ward.

The Tour Guide: A student who would hear about “Bast” and be eager to show him what Polaris is all about.

Trouble (Multiple): YOLO right fam?

Meet MOTHER AKNA They are ONE THOUSAND, FOUR HUNDRED years old and hail from MOROCCO. Mother Akna embodies the constellation, tbd, and the planet GAIA. They use she/her pronouns. Mother Akna teaches ELEMENTAL EARTH MAGIC and HERBALISM at Polaris. Their faceclaim is OCTAVIA SPENCER.

Gaia reminds me of sunrises, flower gardens, dirt paths through the forest, sand sculptures, fossils in cliff faces, a huge hug that lifts you off your feet, that ‘momma’ voice when your middle name got added in, cardigans, lavender, herbal teas, drawing field sketches in moleskins, the first moment you realized you loved nature, the OG of cottagecore .

BIOGRAPHY

“You can call me Momma A” She’d assure you. It was just easier. In fact, after a thousand years of different introductions and traveling the world she’s learned that keeping things simple and straightforward was best. Humanity would have a way to complicate it regardless. 

Mother Akna, Gaia, “Mother Earth” and all other titles are aptly suited for this witch who has embraced her role of protecting nature and teaching others to do the same since humans first began to exploit the planet.  

Unlike her predecessors, Gaia has a calmer, more stoic demeanour to her than the sponsored witch before her who caused Pompeii to happen after the previous Earth Witch was tired of mortals ruining the world. She refuses to cause floods, fires, plagues, or earthquakes as punishment as an ethical rule of her own. No matter how much she grieves for the planet.    

Instead, Gaia attempts to be a steady, unrelenting, positive force of education on the world. Think of children’s programs for mortals such as “The Magic School Bus” and “Captain Planet?” Yea, she definitely helped to inspire those. Likely much to the dismay of her colleagues, Momma A often attempts to help mortals decrease their damage on the planet.

INCLINATION & PLANETARY MAGIC

Representative of our own dear mother planet, Gaia is a master of earth magics. The planets and trees that Gaia grows are the most potent in their abilities. Gaia is the current leading source on plant magic and herbs. Gaia is strong and steadfast, known for their crystal garden and for their easygoing nature. Gaia is respectful of all plants and living things, but also is gifted with weather magic and wind magic.

CONNECTIONS

The Clean Up Crew: (Multiple; earth students more likely) Students who are dedicated to helping the planet. This goes above and beyond just class requirements. Plant some trees. Save some sea turtles. Clean up the beach. You know; damage control. 

Mother Hen: (Multiple; little baby chicks)  Anyone who’s ever had mommy issues would likely flock to Momma A’s brooding sort of care.