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SPECIES …………… human/fae  ALLEGIANCE …………… pirates PRONOUNS …………… she/her  AGE …………… 82  FACECLAIM …………… natasha liu bordizzo

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⟢ Chapter 1

What do you call a half-fae, half-human? A joke that might lose you a hand, if you were to say it around Nadia on a day when she was feeling more vicious. On a good day, you’d only lose a finger. Not that you’d ever see that coming, given how sweet and charming she appears. The result of a human mother, Maria, who had fallen for a handsome and mysterious fae many moons ago, leaves a girl who’s not entirely sure what she is or where she belongs. A girl who has had to fight for her place, and will hold on with everything she has. A girl who has long since outlived her mother, and never known the identity of the Fae that helped bring her life.

⟢ Chapter 2

The story of how Nadia fell in with the pirates, when she was still young, is not one she repeats often. It’s a tale as old as time, the way children follow in their parents footsteps. Much like her father, the man she despised, she fell for a human. One who sailed the Elysian. Unlike her father, however, who took what he wanted from Maria and then cast her aside, never knowing he had a child, Nadia felt the strong tug of her heart and followed it out to sea. But that’s the thing, when you love an immortal. Soon enough, she was alone again. The story of her lover's death never once repeated, only known among those older pirates on the ship who had been there to witness it. But there she stayed. The ship, the unforgiving ocean that surrounded it, the unruly humans – all now her home.

⟢ Chapter 3

Sometimes, though, curiosity will get the better of her. She can’t be blamed, she’s only (half) human, after all. To many, she would be placed as a Fae. The beauty and grace with which she holds herself, and the clothes bought (or stolen) using her pirate ware, she blends into Old Elysia, and the night long parties held by the Fae. She is convinced she would know her father, if she were to see him, but what then? How many festivities has she attended, how many faces has she searched looking to find her own dark eyes mirrored back at her. How many nights has she left disappointed, but more importantly disappointed in herself for letting her will fail. It was moments of weakness like these, and the days that followed, that made Nadia clear that she didn’t truly belong in either places she found herself. She was too beautiful, too at ease despite her cruel ruthlessness to completely blend in on the ship; she’d barely aged whilst those pirates who truly know her had lived a life time, whilst some have built entire families. But to the Fae, she was too human. There was something off about her, something that screamed that she didn’t belong.  To most who saw her, however, she was simply a pretty girl, and she was certainly going to use that to her advantage.

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SPECIES …………… human  ALLEGIANCE …………… human PRONOUNS …………… he/him  AGE …………… 26  FACECLAIM …………… keith powers

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⟢ Chapter 1 

Elias is a naturally gifted shot, which happens to be one such attribute he brutally wishes he never understood. Maybe then his father wouldn’t be so quick to volunteer his son for any of the particularly dangerous pursuits that came the underbelly of a powerful company. More mob than anything above board. As a result, he does his best to never carry a gun around. If he’s forced to kill, he’d prefer it to be a level playing field, and while he’s aware of the horrors of overconfidence, Elias is only ever self-reflective when it comes to his true abilities.

⟢ Chapter 2

Perhaps the strongest relationship Elias has in his life is with his mother, Adelaide. She’s a gentle woman, with a soft smile, and skin that seems to glow more than reflect. As though lightness itself shines through her. Years ago, after she gave birth to Elias, she became sick. Many assumed it might have been a failed poisoning attempt, but even now something about her has been off. Hands tremble. Eyes twitch. Her speech itself, normally so strong, can so easily fall into something more akin to stammering. Alistair, never one for weakness, became ashamed of his less than ideal wife.

⟢ Chapter 3

Romance might not seem like anything that could be on the forefront of anyone’s mind in a city that never slept. But Elias, as much as he loved art, and theater, and poetry, couldn’t help but fall for the easy prey of love. Even now he fancies himself head over heels for the latest person to swing their way into his life, and while his father has warned him about the danger of such dalliances, it’s one thing he could never completely crush out of his heir. Elias loves love.

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SPECIES …………… human ALLEGIANCE …………… neutral PRONOUNS …………… he/him AGE …………… 32 FACECLAIM …………… casey deidrick

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⟢ Chapter 1

Tristan barely remembers his life before he went to prison wrongfully for his brother’s murder. It wasn’t that it was so long ago, but because he spent most of his time continually drunk, navigating life in an intoxicated haze and stupor, hardly aware of what was happening most days, as he served alcohol to others at one of the many bars in Obsidian City. He often snuck in drinks for himself in between helping customers, to no one’s knowledge. The one thing he does remember with startling clarity is traveling in from far away on a boat with pirates, his mother falling victim to them before he, his father and brother were dumped on the shores, before settling in the city, no money, no possessions, simply the clothes on their backs.

⟢ Chapter 2

Tristan still doesn’t know exactly what happened with his brother. What he does remember is drunkenly stumbling to a dark, deserted area of the city and blacking out only coming to covered in his blood and laying over his lifeless body. It was not a good image as the authorities found the scene, drawing the obvious conclusions. In truth, Tristan has no memory and many days he fears he may be directly responsible for his death, committing the unspeakable act while blackout drunk. What he does remember is feeling invincible, powerful. Tristan is almost certain what he drank that night was tainted with ethereum, the combination of the alcohol with the substance causing him to go into a frenzy. 

⟢ Chapter 3

Four years later, sober thanks to the lack of alcohol in prison, he was released on a rainy November afternoon. A convict, he had a hard time finding a job until he was approached by a shady group, offering him money for doing a simple job: mining ethereum for them. Tristan knew immediately that it wasn’t legal mining. No, he was going off in the middle of the night, often with one or two others, to mine illegally. Desperate, though, he took on the job, making it clear that would be as involved as he’d get. He has gleamed enough to know they are likely using the mined ethereum it to dilute and sell to others for consumption, but willing to turn the other cheek, Tristan hasn’t bothered to ask questions. When he can manage it, he’ll sneak some for himself, using it as payment to others who want it or need it, often selling it to other species in return for their own goods or services, despite believing that ethereum has brought out the worst in everyone and being involved with such a coveted substance will bring about trouble. But Tristan has been in trouble his entire life and doesn’t feel like he’s getting in over his head. No, this feels like where he was always destined to end up, and whether he can change what he feels he’s been fated to remains to be seen.

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SPECIES …………… human/fae   ALLEGIANCE …………… neutral   PRONOUNS …………… she/her   AGE …………… 26  FACECLAIM …………… greta onieogou

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⟢ Chapter 1

When Mairead, a 1000 year old Fae (give or take, birthdays get hard to keep track of eventually), met John Rose, it was love at first sight. It was love at first sight for John too, but it was the smell of centuries old money he fell for. When he came to Obsidian City on the whispers of a magical substance that could make or break men, he never dreamed money and power would fall into his hands so easily. Charm, a handsome face, and the ability to lie that his would-be wife did not have provided John with all the money he needed to make his fortune. And it was his, nevermind that without his soon to be pushed aside wife the city would have swallowed him whole, without even going to the bother of spitting him back up. John used Mairead’s money, power, and, most importantly of all, her access to ethereum to build up a vast weapon’s empire, eventually specialising in Ethereum weapons. By the time Mairead realised who she had really married and fallen out of love, not only did John have money and power, running a criminal gang within his weapon’s empire, of his own, there was also a child to consider— Orlaith Clementine. Mairead would do anything to keep her safe, a hard job in a dangerous city before considering the father of her child had made enemies of every powerful species that inhabited the island. It was, after all, his weapons shooting at them all.

⟢ Chapter 2

Orlaith and Mairead lived a separate life to John physically, in a house big enough they could go days without even seeing him. He had his wing, they had theirs. From the outside looking in, one would assume it was a life of luxury, and it was. But it was also a prison. A gilded cage. They couldn’t leave without security. Time spent outside the house was spent looking over their shoulders. Mairead couldn’t return home to her people to show Orlaith where her roots lay, because the Fae felt she had betrayed them in giving money and ethereum to a man who used it against them. They were, essentially, trapped. It’s no surprise then that there was an unbreakable closeness between Orlaith and her mother, two people in the world who only had each other and were united against a common enemy; John, whose moral debasement knew no bounds. Four years ago, after John doublecrossed a rival gang with no regard for the consequences it might bring, Mairead was taken in revenge. She has been kept hostage ever since, held in an iron cage, Fae being so difficult to kill, though that would have been her captors’ first choice. Officially, John and Orlaith don’t know exactly what has happened to Mairead, though underground rumours and a knowledge of the immortality of Fae’s provide clues. Four years without her mother has felt like a lifetime and Orlaith is determined to find her, whatever it takes.

⟢ Chapter 3

There is only so long you can stay in a house alone with a man you hate - a hatred which only increased tenfold after the kidnap of Mairead - and Orlaith began to rebel, dangerously so, in protest of the rules and conditions put upon her. Sneaking out at night, slipping her security, these became the norm for her, much to John’s chagrin. Not because he cared necessarily about Orlaith, but it was the pride of the thing - someone had already taken his wife, it would not happen to his daughter. In the end a compromise was reached; Orlaith was allowed certain freedoms if she agreed to having security still, a monthly dinner with her father, and to staying in neutral territory. In return she has a home of her own now in Treaty Towers, all the money she could need, useful for paying people off in the hunt for her mother, and was allowed to train as a nurse, a calling she was drawn to in spite of and because of her father. Where he hurts, she heals, trying to put some good back into the world he has put so much hurt into. And of course, there are other benefits to being able to heal; Orlaith provides a word of mouth service to anyone, human or otherwise, injured in territorial scuffles or fights over ethereum or any other such skirmishes they find themselves in. She will fix them up, no questions asked, in return for information. The people paid by her father to keep an eye on her will keep quiet for a little extra money in their pockets. Besides, they’re worried enough she will tell her father how easy she finds it to slip their careful watch they’d keep quiet without the money, rather than face John’s monstrous wrath. If Orlaith is going to find her mother she can’t keep to the neutral streets of Obsidian City and she can’t turn up in any other territory with human gang members on her trail. She can’t attract any more attention than she already might, though thankfully she was kept inside for so much of her life there aren’t many who know who she is or even her name.  As long as she doesn’t mention her last name, she’s safer than her father believes she is.

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SPECIES …………… human/banshee ALLEGIANCE …………… neutral  PRONOUNS …………… she/her AGE …………… 30 FACECLAIM …………… shay mitchell

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⟢ Chapter 1

Calliope enjoys reading and will spend any spare moment doing so, which is why she is always carrying a book with her. She enjoys most book genres, but her favourites are young adult, crime, and fantasy.

⟢ Chapter 2

Calliope enjoys going for walks, particularly in a park or on a beach where she can hear the wind or the sound of the ocean's waves crashing against the cliffs. She enjoys sitting on the swings for a few moments, feeling the sand between her toes, and closing her eyes to forget about the rest of the world.

⟢ Chapter 3

Calliope is the nicest person you'll ever meet; she'll be nice to everyone but won't tolerate rudeness. She believes in killing people with kindness and that if you don’t have anything nice to say then don’t say nothing, so she will not allow anyone to ruin her good mood.

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SPECIES …………… human/siren ALLEGIANCE …………… siren PRONOUNS …………… she/her AGE …………… 25 FACECLAIM …………… cierra ramirez

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⟢ Chapter 1

Elisa has an odd and alluring charm about her without even trying. That can all be traced back to her siren half. Although the pull she has on those around her is not quite as strong as her siren mother’s, it still means she attracts attention without trying much, but without all the consequences that those face encountering her brood.

⟢ Chapter 2

Elisa has spent most of her life in Wailing Waters around the sirens and banshees, around their brothel and casino. As a result of a somewhat seedy environment, Elisa is fascinated by the trouble and mayhem that can occur. Despite practically being a being of myth all on her own (after all, the idea of her siren mother being controlled enough to procreate with her human father is a miracle on its own), Elisa is fascinated by the darker side of the world she inhabits. She is intrigued by the mystery of ethereum and the mystery of the species that exists beyond her world. The fragility of humans, the bloodlust of redcaps, the curse of werewolves and the immortality of vampires are all curiosities to her, but also parts of each species that she thinks makes them beautiful and enigmatic. It might be the siren side of her that has her drawn to the morbid and grotesque, but she can’t help it. 

⟢ Chapter 3

Elisa, though, has also seen what ethereum has done to people. She has seen the way species have fought each other, with no understanding or respect for one another. Maybe it comes from a lack of knowledge or fear of the unknown. She has made it her goal to try and shed some light on the crime riddled world she lives in. She wants to untangle the mysteries and hopefully illuminate the reality for those who might have a misconstrued notion of the other. She wants to investigate and write about all the hidden secrets she encounters. She has started her own podcast of sorts trying to bring to light some of these local and unsolved crimes. More than anything, she wants to find her father. The father her mother will tell her about, changing the story every time, never knowing the truth. The father she isn’t sure is still alive. But having a father surely means she might have grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins and a whole family of humans who she knows nothing about and may know nothing about her. She wants to embrace her human side more, and regularly takes the train into Obsidian City to get to know all those that live within the urban environment.

⟢ Chapter 4

Elisa often feels like she can blend in just find, until she says something that makes it glaringly obvious that she is not quite what she might appear to be. She has a love of the water, of course, her half-breed nature allowing her to navigate both land and sea with ease and without the use of ethereum. She has a pet shark, Renmchá. Whenever she feels particularly lonely, she takes to talking to him about things she feels she could never talk to anyone else about. More than anything, she knows that her pet is immune to her allure and sometimes not knowing whether someone is nice to her because of her siren nature or because people might genuinely enjoy her often gives her moments of self-doubt, but at least with Renmchá she knows that he sticks around because he enjoys her. Or maybe it’s all the fish she offers him. Either way, it’s the notion of unconditional love from him that she craves.

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SPECIES …………… human ALLEGIANCE …………… herself PRONOUNS …………… she/her AGE …………… 36 FACECLAIM …………… cleo pires

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⟢ Chapter 1

Maia's mother died when she gave birth to her and her twin. They were raised by their older sister Irena, who also passed away young. Irena left behind a young child, who Maia and her twin had to raise even though they were teenagers themselves. These two are all she has and she loves them more than anything.

⟢ Chapter 2

Maia is a smuggler and sells street ethereum in large bulks both inside and outside Obsidian City. She's discreet and quick, and thus managed to build a fairly solid clientele across the city and its neighboring territories.

⟢ Chapter 3

Her father was a pirate who was lost at sea shortly before her mother's death. Maia inherited his adventurous spirits and also his small boat, which she uses to run her operation - aptly renamed Lady Irena after her older sister passed. She does sell various products to and from the outside territories, but it's in the street ethereum that the real money lies.