Mystica Characters

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RULES
1. Absolutely no power playing
2. Don't trash talk to other players in comments
3. Notify [Thallion] if you will be unable to post for more than three days
4. Always stay in character
5. Have fun! (man, feels like I'm repeating the rules from a theme park or something)

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To audition, copy and paste form below and send to [Thallion]

Screenname:
Name:
Age: Nobody under 18 and above 30, only because little kids are hard to mimic for people, hard to work with for everybody else and they've been kidnapped.
Description:
Personality:(make sure they have a strength/weakness, no 'mary sues' aka cliche characters and no all powerful characters)
History:


Audition:

Reply to this question IN CHARACTER (meaning, act like you're roleplaying your character).

"So, what will you do now that all hope has faded from your path?"

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Screenname: [Alfirin Lindlea]
Name: Aderyn Tomasson
Age: 20
Description: Aderyn is of average height, and slender build. Pale skinned, with caramel brown hair, and in possession of strange violet eyes framed by long black lashes. When she moves quickly and her shirt rides up, one might catch a glimpse of a scar on her right hip, a scar she doesn't discuss; waiving the the subject away with a quick joke and a blush.
Personality: Aderyn is filled with determination; once she sets her mind to something she is tireless, and fearless in her pursuit of it. She is utterly loyal until the end, and passionately defends those she eventually lets in to her small circle of friends. She does, however, have a rather quick temper; fortunately due to her generally quiet nature she holds her tongue. But once riled, her anger is difficult to stifle.
History: Aderyn was a bright and sunny child, always happy, always smiling. Until the day her parents went into the forests and never came back. The smiley seven year old overnight changed into a shadow of her former self. Deeply introverted and paranoid of being abandoned she clung to her baby brother Kestrel ('Kes'), only a newborn at the time of their disappearance. The two were always close throughout the rest of their childhood, living with their Grandmother on the outskirts of the village. A few days after Aderyn's fifteenth birthday their Grandomther passed away. Since then she has raised her brother, and guarded him with the ferocity of a lion. His disappearance threw Aderyn into turmoil, and her only care is to find him. No matter what.

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Screenname: [kay-chan]
Name: Eliza
Age: 24
Description: She has mousy brown hair down to her waist, but a pair of brilliant blue eyes, almost clear, set above a pair of thin, no-nonsense lips. Her face is square and her jaw is strong. She used to be a bit on the scrawny side, but the butcher she worked for said that it was bad for business to have a skinny assistant, so she's put on a few pounds. Under her apron and with her hair done up under a hat, she's easily mistaken for a boy. She's familiar around knives but has never gotten into a fight.
Personality: She is what one would call the strong silent type, mostly when working. When the past is brought up, she loses the strong part and just falls into silence. She takes her tasks seriously, and very rarely gives up.
History: When she was 16, she went off to go work in another town for a month. She disappeared for two years, and when she came back, she had a very young baby boy cradled in her arms. Her eyes were hollow, and she wouldn't say where the boy came from. The parents insisted on raising the child as their own, and named him Jules at Eliza's begging. Eliza got a job as a butcher's assistant, making good money but not being welcome in the house. She came over more often to help take care of her father when he began to lose the ability to walk, and introduced herself as Jules' sister. When the children left, she took a few knives from the butcher's shop and disappeared into the woods.

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Screenname: [Slinky]
Name: Terick
Age: 26
Description: Terick is tall and lean, with reddish blonde hair and olive colored eyes. When he was younger, he was fairly well known throughout the village as a troublemaker – not a bad kid, but a prankster. He still has a lot of the same boyish charm, and seems to be always dirty.
Personality: Light-hearted and cheerful, and uncomfortable with serious or tense moments. Very impulsive and goes with his instincts a lot. Passionate. His daughter, Merie, is the love of his life.
History: Has spent his whole life in the village, and is a little restless because of it. He was 20 when he began hanging around Mercy, an equally passionate girl just his junior and a little quirky. Her tempestuous personality didn’t gain her any sympathy at her trial for witchcraft, and she was burned at the stake. No one knows for sure if the two ever married, but they did have a child together: Merie. She is four years old, likes kitties and the color blue, and the bastards that took her are gonna pay.

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Screenname: [Thallion]
Name: Dirk
Age: 24
Description: Dirk stands relatively at an average height of five feet ten inches. His curly red hair doesn’t run past his crystal blue eyes. It may be his hair, or the fact that he is almost constantly drinking, but Dirk has a light red tinge in his cheeks. A smile can almost always be found on his face and a mug of ale in his hand, except of course when little kids have been kidnapped, then it is just a mug of ale in his hand.
Personality: Due to the ‘liquid courage’ that Dirk is constantly drinks, he has always been known as a jovial person, first to break out into song, dance on the table tops and first to pass out in the corner of the tavern. Many would call him an alcoholic and they would be right; it is his blessing and his curse. While intoxicated, Dirk seems to himself as being stronger but have one too many drinks and he’s incapacitated on the floor. He also can’t refuse any drinks given to him.
History: Dirk’s family has always been the town’s brewer of beer, ale, rum, etc for many generations, so naturally Dirk became close friends with all of the above alcoholic beverages. Never really strived for anything greater, Dirk has always been content with being the town’s brewer and while off the clock, the town drunk. When he became of age to drink Dirk’s father gave him the family flask and Dirk carries it around wherever he goes.

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Screename: [Sturmi]
Name: Kara Whitfield
Age: 25
Description: Kara is a little shorter than the average, with a curvy but agile enough body. She usually wears loose comfortable clothes that hide her figure though, not caring much about looks. Her hair is black, straight and long to her waist, which contrasts with her pale skin. She usually carries it loose or in a simple ponytail. While she looks serious most of the time, her blue eyes are always avid to find new things to learn from.
Personality: Kara's will to learn could almost be considered a greedy thing. She has been always drawn to examine and try to comprehend what others explain with myths and stories, which have never convinced her much. Kara is a resolute, analytical and rational person, and she is not very good with people. If she has helped some with her medical knowledge before, it has been more because she feels interested in understanding the illness rather than because she felt compassion for them.
History: Since an early age, Kara had been called 'strange'. She had enjoyed spending days at the forest, collecting herbs and plants, and as a child she had learned eagerly recipes for ointments and potions from old women in town. Her interest in acquiring this knowledge made her a 'freak', compared to the rest of the girls in town, who were much more interested in boys and dresses. But in the end, her knowledge about herbs gained her a place, managing successfully to heal some illnesses or lessen the pain, to those who had dared to seek her help. Kara has been always in the edge of being accused of witchcraft for this same reason, and if it wasn't because she had helped some important people in town, she would be dead by now. When the children disappeared, though, some people claimed she (and the demons) were responsible for it. In that moment, Kara escaped, sure that if she remained there, this time she would be killed for sure. Deciding to clean her name, and also extremely curious about what had taken the infants, she decided to go look for them.

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Screenname: [Yaris]
Name: Rozalynn Zylks
Age: 26
Description: She is shorter than average and wears attractive thick-soled boots to compensate. Around the shop, she usually has her sleeves dirty from her merchandise. She has a dark green cloak she wears whenever she travels, quite worn from years of use. She has lighter brown hair that is usually pulled back under a piece of cloth. Not many people know how long it really is. Her clothing is modest, but not plain.
Personality: Loves gossip, but would never admit to it, she often eavesdrops on her customers, keeping all information to herself. Friendly enough and everyone seems to like her, she knows everyone in town but has few intimate friendships. The disappearance of her son has destroyed her emotionally, and her only thoughts are on his safe recovery.
History: Her childhood was nothing really worth noting. At age 17, she married Terry, who, two years later, inherited a relatively successful general store from his uncle, and had two boys starting a year after that. When they all fell ill one particularly cold winter, her husband and youngest did not survive the chill, leaving her and her 4-year-old to themselves. Not two years later, she has lost her other son and will stop at nothing to get him back.

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Screename:[Matrim]
Name: Weylin
Age:22
Description: Piercing grey eyes are set in a face much too young for their knowing. His hair, an unkempt mess of browns and golds, plays softly over his brow. He always seems to be the right height; accommodating to the moods of those around him. And with a body like a runner and reflexes honed by years of dodging his fathers’ drunken blows, he can hold his own in a fight – at least with the other village boys.
Personality: Can be a great companion and a fierce friend, though to most he is quick to mistrust and confident to the point of bordering arrogance. Excels at comforting others. Never been one to take charge; preferring to stay in the background silently making note of how others handle situations. He strives to better himself and yearns for life outside of Clover.
History: Weylin’s troubled childhood with his abusive father left him with a need to be the best in areas of compassion and reading others. When his brother (Mylor) left Clover promising to return for him in a short time, he finally had hope of a better life – or at least of adventure. But Mylor never returned and never wrote and Weylin’s hope soon dwindled to naught but a pinprick of light. He felt doomed to be trapped in Clover forever, filled with memories he didn’t want and a life he hadn’t chosen. Recent events however, gave him a new kind of hope; maybe the cave led out of Clover. It was a long shot but nothing would stop him trying.

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