Post by Vixaria on Aug 17, 2020 8:26:02 GMT
Aphira Staten  the basics Species • Witch Studied Arts • Dark Arts & some Necromancy Gender • Female Age • Twenty-six Birthday • Oct 25th, 1994 Sexuality • Bisexual the appearance FaceClaim • Alexander Breckenridge Height • 5'8" Weight • 168lbs Identifying Features • Femine scroll tattoos cover her body. Overall Appearance • Have you ever had killer eyes staring back into yours? Were they of vibrate green? Maybe those eyes were paired with locks of deep red. Did the lips coupled with those eyes smirk as they chanted ancient words of latin? If so, then you must have run into the drink of Hellfire known as Aphira. Build with the body to seduce and a mind estranged enough to kill, Aphira is a sight to behold. With long legs and hips, which almost anyone would kill for, she sways through life with confidence. the personality Likes • Tarot. Full moon nights. Finding new spells/potions. Solidtude. Dislikes • People poking into her past. Being crowded. Distasteful men/women. Being touched. Strengths • Has two demons who she is in pacts with, they guide her. Does have longevity. Is a strong channeler. Weaknesses • (Mental) She must be in control of her emotions to be able to channel. If she is in extreme turmoil and her emotions are running wild it will be difficult for her to channel. Dreams • Nothing big, just to you know, intact making her abuser unalive. Fears • To lose all she has worked for. Alignment • Neutral Evil. Overall Personality • They say there are two sides to everything, a light, and a dark. Aphira is that grey middle, while she isn't pure, she most certainly is just evil for the sake of it. Not being one to just go out of her way to hex everyone in sight nor will she bless those she walks by. Build with a short fuse to her temper Aphira can go from a neutral standing to speaking through gritted teeth in a matter of seconds. When angered you can visibly see her already green eyes basically glow a toxic shade. If she had a warning it would be: best not be on my bad side. the history Father • Caelen Staten | Unknown Mother • Aysel Staten | Unknown Siblings • Orphan | Unknown Important Beings • Aphra used to have a very well-loved Familiar before she turned dark. Killing this Familiar to gain extra powers. Overall History • Aphira doesn't know much of her life before the orphanage. All she knows is that she was given up at the age of four and her last name is Staten. Later in her years spent in the orphanage, she learned her parent's names as she had broken into her file. No siblings were listed to have been brought with her. At the age of fifteen, Aphira began to read books that most of the other orphans would give her weird looks over. Witchcraft and the traditions of Wicca. Sometimes she would be caught trying out spells or potions and the conductor of the orphanage would punish her severally. The punishments would leave her with superficial cuts but deep bruising. For Aphira the words of those that were scared of her and the punishments would only begin to fuel her desire to learn more. Slowly darkness began to seep into her heart and mind. When she left the orphanage by running away at the age of seventeen, only a week before she turned eighteen. Aphira had been saving all the money she could from her part-time dishwasher job at the restaurant just down the street. Taking what little belongs she would fit into a duffle bag she had bought from a surplus store, the young witch would secure her a spot on a bus that was headed far from her past. A few bus stops and a long ride over the Pontatrain Lake, vibrate green eyes began to take in the city of New Orleans. Taking a deep breath, Aphira set out to find herself a job in a small hole-in-the-wall voodoo shop. Reading palms and tarot cards upon request of customers. A handful of years would pass until the day a man swooped in to try his luck. Alone in the shop that day, Aphira stood no chance against the overpowering drunkard. Abused and left to her own devices as dark spots began to show on her pale skin, shallow breaths escaped lips that bled. Her virtue taken and spirit broken, Aphira swore to never be treated the same. That night while she was alone in the one-bedroom apartment she barely managed to keep, a vow was made. "No one will ever look down upon me or use me again", Aphira whispered as she took the raven in her hands. Snapping its neck with a quick twist. Latin words spilled from her slowly healing lips, a surge of power revived through her veins. New confidence flowed down Aphira's spine. Now, a new woman would run the streets. A dangerous one. the role player Alias • Vixaria Time Zone • Central Time Other Characters • if any |
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