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So hi, I'm Kylie, but some of you might know me as that flaming pile of landfill that pollutes the world around her. You can probably find me in your local Walmart, harassing employees for discount that I'll never get. I don't really know what to say about myself. I guess I'm eighteen, an Aquarius, and totally hung over right now. My pastimes consist of memes, sucking dick under tables at Taco Bell, and smoking away the pain of life. It's pretty good. Feel free to talk to me- or file a restraining against me...that happens a lot too.

((So here's just some actual information about Kylie-

Name: Amelia Rose Kylie (most people call her by her last name)

Age: 18

Gender: female

Height: 5'3

Weight: 115

Personality: loud to say in the least. Abrasive and blunt. Brutally honest and sharp tongued. Arrogant to no extent. Shamelessly trashy. Flaunts her flaws as if they're good qualities. Doesn't take much seriously, and always joking. Witty and has a love for horrible puns. Careless and seemingly happy go lucky. Unemotional, detached, and almost distant. Noncommittal. Annoying and talks too much. If she warms up to you, she's playful and childlike. Surprisingly naive underneath it all. If she really likes you, she becomes clingy and needy. Clueless when it comes to real relationships. Fears abandonment and values loyalty above all else.

Appearance: Half Latina (Colombian) and half Caucasian. Slightly wavy, ombré brown, hair that falls below her chest. Round, dark brown eyes, that almost appear lifeless and boring. Tan skin littered with nasty scars and gashes. Hollowed out face with a strong jawline. Slim nose, small chin, fuller lips. Body reveals lack of income, not because she's particularly skinny, but because some of her bones jut out and appear sickly/grotesque. Curvy frame with slightly toned muscles. Short stature. Has a tattoo of a compass on her wrist and two zodaic signs (Aries and Aquarius) on her shoulder blade. Overall looks older than she really is. Appears a bit trashy.

Birthday: January 23rd

House Toland:

Sigil: A Green Dragon eating its tail on a Gold field

House word: Without beginning or End

I am Yasmin Toland. Princess of Ghost Hill of Dorne. I am the youngest daughter of my family, House Toland. I've learned the coin, sail, and trade. In hopes one day I could take care of the family business. My older sister, a bit of a shrew if you ask me she is promised to marriage, she was the true Princess. My middle sister well she was more of a tomboy lets say, the wild child,listens to no one and quick to temper.Than there is me. I am the kinder and the gentler one of all of us I was trained to be the perfect lady but was not eager on the idea of marriage.She would know him when she met him. I am learned in the ways of the Andels and courtesies of the culture also. .

House Toland is one of the with a linage back by dozen of generation, making us one of the ancient and noblest house of Dorne. Our house seat is Ghost Hill, this is where I live now. Our family became quite influential and wealthy due to agriculture. We produce a specific barley here specifically for the production of beer. Of course this in not the only thing we grow here in our blessed lands. We also grow a multitude of grains and wheat. Fruits such as grapes for a mountain wine.

Sustained on a diet of ocean fish and other gifts from the sea, and other watery treasures. We had pearls and gold in the mountains formed before time knew time. Managing one of the northern ports of Dorne we hold everyone to a certain standard of goods. We hold our house and honour about this.

We live by the culture of the salty Dornishmen. House Santangar of Spottswood is sworn to our house adding to our armies. They maybe small but each one is loyal and each of us our own two Knights are at our sides at all times. We’ve an infantry, archers, a light cavalry and the aforementioned knights.

Here’s my muse, If you would like to RP with me, send me a prompt and if I agree (I have the right to decline) Then we’ll have fun!

Name: Nova Rey Philomena

Nickname: None

Date of Birth: 5/11/95

Age: 22

Sex: Female

Relationship Status: Taken

Occupation: Freelance writer + photographer

Hometown: California

Height: 5’9

Build: Ectomorph

Eye Color: Silver-blue

Hair: Short, wavy, brown

Tattoos: Cat-like face insignia on lower back

Dress Style: Casual. Blue jeans and hoodies.

Personality: INFP. Very independent. Creative. Shy but friendly. Sassy. Sarcastic.

Likes: Quiet people. Loud music. Candle lit dinners. Movies. Comics. Animals.

Hannah’s elder sister left for college one winter and by all appearances dropped off the face of the planet.For the next three years, she was left to deal with her own confusion and grief, and that of her devastated parents, only to receive a phone call in her freshmen year of college from said long lost sibling. To tell her she was in danger. From demons.

And that was when she met the angel.

So, okay, now maybe she understands it a little, because really how in the world is she supposed to explain this to her parents? There were probably still better ways to deal with it than up and leaving, but it paints a clearer picture as the angel explains what was going on.

She does not run from her own rude awakening into the supernatural, but she makes a point to learn the basics. Her sister will not tell her where she is, but she can at least bring her family the welcome news that she is alive, and she calls once a month now to confirm that she has stayed that way, though the calls are not always on time.

And then she finds her online, an a friend slips her the address for the price of a box of donuts.

And it’s the most uncomfortable family reunion she could have imagined. Still, it’s a start.

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Name: Hannah Theresa Lyon

Species: Human* Profession: Musician, student

Appearance: Blue eyes, Blonde hair, 5'5’’, Caucasian.

Skills:

Hannah is a capable musician, a professional with the violin, piano, and flute, and can find her way around a multitude of other instruments in a pinch. Though there is a supernatural edge to her talent that allows her to draw and hold a crowd’s full attention to an eerie extent, the core is still hard work. A dedicated, practised skill through which her supernatural traits subtly manifest.

Hannah is as yet unaware that there is anything supernatural about her musical skills, but is a novice in the realm of the supernatural in other ways; She knows basic weaknesses and wards for demons, carries salt and holy water on her person regularly, and has a direct line to Selaphiel should anything go horribly amiss. Unlike her sister, she expresses true, strong faith in God to an extent that may make some unholy beings seriously uncomfortable.

*On ancestry: Hannah has an extremely distant fey ancestor that connects her to Kelly and is responsible for the unnatural edge to her musical talents. However, it is worth noting that this is not at all unusual for a human of my canon, as humanity has been mixing with supernatural beings since the dawn of man. It would in fact be more unusual to find a human who didn’t have some sort of distant supernatural ancestry.

While the odd supernatural creature who looks close enough will occasionally bring it up if it takes their interest, she is a normal human for all functional purposes.

D&D Stat list for people who like to roll dice to decide things (or just find it easier to comprehend power levels this way):

Strength: -1

Dexterity: +2

Constitution:0

Intelligence:+1

Wisdom:+2

Charisma:+3

Proficiencies:

Acrobatics: +4

Insight : +4

Performance: +7

Persuasion: +7

Bio:

Once, heaven had been a place of only peace. Once, there was a perfect garden that had never known death. Once Haeiel was simply a spirit of change, a companion of creation. And then came the Fall. The War. And the spirit of change was changed.

Haeiel is a minor angel of death under the command of the archangel Azrael. A loyal servant of God and Man, Haeiel's duty is to appear at the time of a person's death to offer them a last chance of repentance, and to guide them then to heaven.

Which seems like a simple enough job, until soul stealing nightmares start getting involved. Demons, necromancers, and other nasty creature the angel could really do without. Contract cases are the worst. Divine and infernal contract law and the right of mortal will binds the angel's hands in any case were the demon has been careful to avoid loopholes. And they've gotten very good at that over the millennia.

It is always painful to watch.

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Stats:

Name: Haeiel (Hae’i’el) Species: Angel Appearance: Changes to suit circumstance, though their eye are always a backlit gold. Their true form is a nigh-incomprehensible mass of divine grace.