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  1. #1
    Mhairi Ankaa's Avatar
    Presence
    (Quiet Confidence)
    Striking Looks
    (Mesmerizing Eyes)
    Autumn's Regalia
    (Autumn Mantle)
    Fashion
    (Contacts, Status)
    Mhairi Ankaa


    Mask

    A slim girl, with raven black hair and grey-blue eyes. She likes wearing silver nail polish.
    Mien

    Her skin; like moonlight captured. Quicksilver drips from her fingers, burning up before it lands. Motes of fell fire escape her eyes. In her hair, a galaxy, forming constellations which mimic the sky, changing with the Seasons.
    Mantle

    Fear made manifest, Autumn's Regalia embraces the Wisp, as if she is Dread's most blessed daughter.
    Pledges & Other Things

    Pledges

    Autumn Queen Oath

    Plot Stats

    Fairy Floss
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:

    House Call
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:
    HS Choker+1 Defense, -1g. Sparation3 -1g

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Wyrd
    •••
    Ask-wee-da-eed Telluric

    After her meeting with the Freehold's newest Wizened Mhairi felt bad about offering lunch,then not providing it. So, a few days latter, as schedules allow, hers more then his. Or at least that's the Wisp's assumption...which might just be a horrible assumption.

    Hand scrubs at her face, gah. This was going to turn out horribly. Not only did Autumn's Queen and the Freehold's Director spill her guts out to the man, but it wasn't during a social anything! It was during his first contact with the 'hold. And to see the Director and an unprofessional, nervous wreck...?

    Seriously this was going to be bad, but. Not as bad as she felt about not providing lunch (she hoped) so, wearing the same boots, a pair of well worn red jeans, and a tank top she'd last worn during a happier time last Summer, she waited outside a diner for the Summer sun to reach it's zenith and for the Woodwalker to arrive.

    Though as she stood outside like a fool, one of the waitresses, Peggie, popped her head outside to see why she hadn't head in yet, because this diner was one she frequented often, and it seemed to be one she dragged new arrivals to, to make up for something, or to just chat, or to even share with them the best pie in the town.
    Currently Just a Simple Shade Shard~

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  3. #2
    Circe's Avatar
    Scene Stats
    Striking Looks
    (Exotic)
    Presence
    Mantle Dry Heat
    Circe

    Merit-Striking Looks (exotic)
    Mein:

    Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
    Scenes

    IDK
    CSbb
    Mask

    Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair. Alias Mary Maniscalo.
    Circe Scenes
     
      Rage singing, no work with Ozzy, Shake the shanty
     

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    A forgettable person wearing a hoodie sweat shirt and sweat pants walked quickly past the diner, not even apologizing for bumping into anyone. Down the street from whence he had come there was an alley. It was around the time he was going past the diner that a figure stepped out of the alley. Said figure proceeded to stretch her arms up above her head. Neither her blue denim vest nor the Guns and Roses tank top hid her skin, probably due to neither being tucked into the denim shorts.


    It was doubtful any guys watching this would complain about the dusky blonde's attire. Lost however might compliment on how well blue jeans match her slate blue skin. Which was why Circe favored the material.


    As the elf stopped stretching, she turned her head to watch her customer leave she noted him rudely passing a familiar figure. Alex had suggested Circe chat up the Queen of Autumn. Looks like Fate had plans for that to happen sooner rather then later.


    Popping her neck, the Summer walked over to Mhairi. Her walking shoes didn't give off any tell tale sounds as she stepped up behind the Autumn, "Oh, is there a line?" before looking down at Mhairi with a wry grin, "Must be a good place then. Sup?"
    Fairest: Larcenist | WYRD 2| Mantle: Dry Desert Heat |Health: 8 | Willpower: 5 | Glamour: 7

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    Mhairi Ankaa's Avatar
    Presence
    (Quiet Confidence)
    Striking Looks
    (Mesmerizing Eyes)
    Autumn's Regalia
    (Autumn Mantle)
    Fashion
    (Contacts, Status)
    Mhairi Ankaa


    Mask

    A slim girl, with raven black hair and grey-blue eyes. She likes wearing silver nail polish.
    Mien

    Her skin; like moonlight captured. Quicksilver drips from her fingers, burning up before it lands. Motes of fell fire escape her eyes. In her hair, a galaxy, forming constellations which mimic the sky, changing with the Seasons.
    Mantle

    Fear made manifest, Autumn's Regalia embraces the Wisp, as if she is Dread's most blessed daughter.
    Pledges & Other Things

    Pledges

    Autumn Queen Oath

    Plot Stats

    Fairy Floss
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:

    House Call
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:
    HS Choker+1 Defense, -1g. Sparation3 -1g

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Wyrd
    •••
    Ask-wee-da-eed Telluric

    Jolted out of her near panicked reverie the Wisp's eyes glare, and flames flicker as the muggle near shoves his way past her.

    Letting out a "Hey!" at his back, Mhairi shakes her head and nearly jumps out of her skin when a somewhat familiar voice comes from behind her.

    "Oh! Uh-hi." it seemed that as she was waiting for one Summer, another appeared. "Oh, this place's amazing, but no, no line. I'm waiting for Donovan." she explains, then she feels her face heat up as she notices the blue on blue, and the single moment when she didn't see denim where it ought to be. "I-ah didn't want to go in and find a table and have him come find me, and I didn't want to go in just in case he didn't want to eat here. So, I thought that waiting outside was best." a nod.

    "So! Circe? Right?" Mhairi didn't think she forgot the elf's name - she remembered the rabbit-kin Artemis, and how he spoke of his motley mates. "Craving pie? This place has the best strawberry, rhubarb I've every had."
    Currently Just a Simple Shade Shard~

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  7. #4
    Seraphina's Avatar
    Seraphina
    Presence
    (Magnetic)
    Striking Looks
    (Enthralling)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Angelic)
    New Identity
    (Sarah Jones)
    Mantle (Spring)
    (In Mini Sheet)
    Seraphina

    Mien

    Softly shimmering gold flakes catch the light whenever she moves, delicate gilded and diamond scales extenuate the luminescent sapphires that are her eyes. The ocean lives in Sera's eyes, perfectly cut sapphires, gleam in the light. Deeper shades always shifting like the tide. The scales trail up to her temples and forehead. Her hair reaches down her back, brushing the back of her calves, spun silver and gold. Perfectly placed streaks of sea green are seen throughout her hair. Very fine diamond dust falls loose from her hair when she moves, reflecting rainbows from the light. The scales on her hands are dulled by the simple fact that her hands are translucent. There was an iridescent scale like skin that pulled delicately up from her ears. The membrane shimmered and created three curly points.
    Seraphina

    Fairest

    Nix/Treasured
    Mantle

    Cherry blossoms gilded in gold bloom from her hair, tumbling down as a warm rejuvenating spring breeze gently kisses the air with the scent of freshly cut grass. The sound of birds singing can be heard as the wildflowers grow and bloom in vibrant colors where she walks, swaying and lively in the breeze.
    Sera's hands and lower legs are translucent while the rest of her has cracks
    Seraphina

    Mask
    A fairly tall woman, roughly 5'11 with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes are an intense, deep bright blue, reminding one of sapphires. Her lips are full and her skin is flawless. With that perfection comes a body that men fawn and drool over, and women envy.

    Health Tracker

    Haunted House
    Items

    Hedgespun Items

    Tear dropped shaped pendant, form fitted waterfall jacket

    Misc.

    -3 to any rolls involving Presence

    Jewelry

    Ring on right ring finger...the gold band matches her gilded golden skin, the blue sapphire matches her eyes and the diamonds her scales
    Seraphina Scenes
      -1 Glamour into Wyrdstone
      Dreaming, -1 WP to analyze, WP to hold Dream together, Dreamscape
      -1 Glamour for Dream Time, -1 WP, WP to Scour Glam to rebuild
     Harden Mask, Forgot to include in orig post, 
     

    +2
    SL
    +2
    DV
    5
    PRE

    Treasured Nix

    The weather was beautiful, and Sera was in the mood to go out and walk. And by walk, that meant her legs lead her to the restaurant with amazing pie. Cause pie was good and she wanted some.

    Today she was a vision in white. From the shorts that showed off long and toned legs, to the tank top that showed of sculpted arms, she owned that sidewalk. Her long gold and silver mane flowed effortlessly around her shoulders as she walked with the confidence of someone who knew they looked good. And she did know. She was a Fairest and a Treasured, she knew eyes followed her and heads turned. The sun caught the jewel around her neck, the light making the various colors pop and shimmer.

    But the Nix didn’t seem to notice, either lost in her own thoughts, or just not caring. It could be both.

    Though she does notice Mhairi and Circe standing outside the restaurant. Which was odd.

    Walking over, an easy smile spreading across her lips, “You know, the amazing pie is inside right?” she says with a light musical laugh. “Unless they now have outdoor seating, which would be cool.” Her tone turned playful with a smirk.
    Treasured/Nix Wyrd●●●●

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  9. #5
    Donovan Ackerman's Avatar
    Mantle
    (Summer: Sun beating down)
    Wyrd
    Donovan Ackerman

    Mask
    Most of the time he is hunched over, crouching, sitting on his heels or in some other posture that belies his six foot height. His skin is very tanned and weather worn from long days working outside. Donovan wears durable clothes. Most of it is old and patched. As often as he can get away with it, he doesn't wear shoes.
    Mien

    Mien
    While he stays the same height his body and limbs become wiry and lanky, like he's been starved. His callouses are noticeably thicker. Dust and bits of chaff cling to his clothes. Straw and small twigs stick out of his hair. He constantly has mud on his hands. Loam is caked on his feet. Small plants sprouting from the dirt. Probably most distinct though is the smell. Sweat, hay, fresh turned earth, scents of fey animals and fruit, and manure
    Active Pledges

    2
    PRE

    Donovan was wearing the same clothes as he had when Mhairi had first seen him. It didn't look like he'd change (or washed) them in that time. The scent of manure wafted around them as he came to stop by the group of striking women.

    "Howdy Circe. Weren't expectin' to see you here." he greeted his fellow courtier first "Mhairi," he gave the Director a nod "Didn't realize there'd be this many people." He was always up for a free meal. It was just unexpected for it to be with a group double the size he'd thought. "Hope I ain't intrudin'." He wasn't sure if this changed Mhairi's plans.

    "Donovan Ackerman, by the way. Don't believe we've met," he said to Seraphina holding out a dirt covered hand "Nice necklace." More than even her looks the gem seemed to catch his attention. "You make that?"
    Wizened Woodwalker; Mantle: feel the sun beating down
    Defense: 2, Armor: 0, Speed:10

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    Circe's Avatar
    Scene Stats
    Striking Looks
    (Exotic)
    Presence
    Mantle Dry Heat
    Circe

    Merit-Striking Looks (exotic)
    Mein:

    Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
    Scenes

    IDK
    CSbb
    Mask

    Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair. Alias Mary Maniscalo.
    Circe Scenes
     
      Rage singing, no work with Ozzy, Shake the shanty
     

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    Circe nodded her head, "Yes I am, and you're Mhairi. Glad to hear there is no line," her ears bobbed happily at the mention of desert, and then Sera showed up. Circe must have lucked out. This were both people that were in that triangle of trouble with Alex. A voice in her head quipped that it'd have been more funny if it was a love triangle. "Sup Sera?! I don't see any outside chairs but if you're here for the pie too then it must be really good. I"m game for it."

    The scent of Donovan preceeded him but Circe couldn't care less. She was happy for a fellow Summer's presence. Plus the gun running elf was used to sulfur from when she used to make her own bullets. She grinned at her Summer comrade, "Wasn't planning it dude, just walking by after work." A evil smile crossed her face, "And I doubt you are the one interrupting anything Donovan. I mean, she," points at Mhairi, "was only here waiting for you after all. Fun plans or just business?"

    She held up both hands defensively, "If fun I ain't gonna harsh on it but I now got desiderio for this pie everybody seems to like."
    Fairest: Larcenist | WYRD 2| Mantle: Dry Desert Heat |Health: 8 | Willpower: 5 | Glamour: 7

  12. #7
    Seraphina's Avatar
    Seraphina
    Presence
    (Magnetic)
    Striking Looks
    (Enthralling)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Angelic)
    New Identity
    (Sarah Jones)
    Mantle (Spring)
    (In Mini Sheet)
    Seraphina

    Mien

    Softly shimmering gold flakes catch the light whenever she moves, delicate gilded and diamond scales extenuate the luminescent sapphires that are her eyes. The ocean lives in Sera's eyes, perfectly cut sapphires, gleam in the light. Deeper shades always shifting like the tide. The scales trail up to her temples and forehead. Her hair reaches down her back, brushing the back of her calves, spun silver and gold. Perfectly placed streaks of sea green are seen throughout her hair. Very fine diamond dust falls loose from her hair when she moves, reflecting rainbows from the light. The scales on her hands are dulled by the simple fact that her hands are translucent. There was an iridescent scale like skin that pulled delicately up from her ears. The membrane shimmered and created three curly points.
    Seraphina

    Fairest

    Nix/Treasured
    Mantle

    Cherry blossoms gilded in gold bloom from her hair, tumbling down as a warm rejuvenating spring breeze gently kisses the air with the scent of freshly cut grass. The sound of birds singing can be heard as the wildflowers grow and bloom in vibrant colors where she walks, swaying and lively in the breeze.
    Sera's hands and lower legs are translucent while the rest of her has cracks
    Seraphina

    Mask
    A fairly tall woman, roughly 5'11 with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes are an intense, deep bright blue, reminding one of sapphires. Her lips are full and her skin is flawless. With that perfection comes a body that men fawn and drool over, and women envy.

    Health Tracker

    Haunted House
    Items

    Hedgespun Items

    Tear dropped shaped pendant, form fitted waterfall jacket

    Misc.

    -3 to any rolls involving Presence

    Jewelry

    Ring on right ring finger...the gold band matches her gilded golden skin, the blue sapphire matches her eyes and the diamonds her scales
    Seraphina Scenes
      -1 Glamour into Wyrdstone
      Dreaming, -1 WP to analyze, WP to hold Dream together, Dreamscape
      -1 Glamour for Dream Time, -1 WP, WP to Scour Glam to rebuild
     Harden Mask, Forgot to include in orig post, 
     

    +2
    SL
    +2
    DV
    5
    PRE

    Treasured Nix

    The smell reached her before she realized there was another Lost. It wasn’t a pleasant smell, one that kind of reminded her of a farm.

    Turning her eyes from the two she knew, she sees it was a new Lost.

    Despite the smell, a friendly smile spreads across her lips, “Not intruding at all.” Greets the Nix.
    “Pleased to meet you Donovan, I’m Sera.” While part of her didn’t want to touch his hand, the other part knew that was rude and this guy was new. So she accepts his dirt covered hand, giving it a firm shake. The hand then goes up to the necklace, with a grin, “I did! Couple months ago actually, I simply love the way the colors catch the sun.” and the way it sweetens her already angelic voice.

    Looking to the exotic woman, “Circe! Great to see you, feels like forever since we’ve talked. How’ve you been?” it was true, she hadn’t talked to the woman since the last gathering. “Oh, I am defiantly here for the pie! It’s amazing, you won’t be disappointed. And now I kinda wish they had outdoor seating, that would be perfect for days like today.” But most small diners didn’t have the space for things like that.

    “Oh, well, if this is a business thing I can totally get some of the pie to go or something. I don’t want to intrude or anything.” She then looks to Circe, “Or we can grab another booth, get pie, talk and share juicy gossip.” There was a shrug. She wasn’t sure what she could talk to her about, but there might be something fun and interesting there. Only one way to find out.
    Treasured/Nix Wyrd●●●●

  13. #8
    Donovan Ackerman's Avatar
    Mantle
    (Summer: Sun beating down)
    Wyrd
    Donovan Ackerman

    Mask
    Most of the time he is hunched over, crouching, sitting on his heels or in some other posture that belies his six foot height. His skin is very tanned and weather worn from long days working outside. Donovan wears durable clothes. Most of it is old and patched. As often as he can get away with it, he doesn't wear shoes.
    Mien

    Mien
    While he stays the same height his body and limbs become wiry and lanky, like he's been starved. His callouses are noticeably thicker. Dust and bits of chaff cling to his clothes. Straw and small twigs stick out of his hair. He constantly has mud on his hands. Loam is caked on his feet. Small plants sprouting from the dirt. Probably most distinct though is the smell. Sweat, hay, fresh turned earth, scents of fey animals and fruit, and manure
    Active Pledges

    2
    PRE

    Donovan grunted at the coincidence of Circe just happening by. This would be the second time they’d dined together by serendipitous chance. He wondered if the Wyrd was up to something.

    “Just food,” he said, taking the third option besides fun or business. “Y’all can sit with us if you like.” Maybe it’d keep Mhairi from being as nervous. Or maybe it’d have the opposite effect. Donovan didn’t know the Witch Queen well enough to judge but he also wasn’t going to turn away a fellow Summer’s company.

    “Gotta say that’s pretty damn impressive,” he praised Sera “Got some real talent. Do you teach lessons?” He’d tried Hedge crafting very briefly on his own but never enough to get the hang of it. Maybe a teacher would help. She certainly seemed interesting. Had a voice you wouldn't get tired of listening to after a couple hours.

    “So, we gonna find some seats or keep standin’ here with growlin’ bellies?”
    Wizened Woodwalker; Mantle: feel the sun beating down
    Defense: 2, Armor: 0, Speed:10

  14. #9
    Mhairi Ankaa's Avatar
    Presence
    (Quiet Confidence)
    Striking Looks
    (Mesmerizing Eyes)
    Autumn's Regalia
    (Autumn Mantle)
    Fashion
    (Contacts, Status)
    Mhairi Ankaa


    Mask

    A slim girl, with raven black hair and grey-blue eyes. She likes wearing silver nail polish.
    Mien

    Her skin; like moonlight captured. Quicksilver drips from her fingers, burning up before it lands. Motes of fell fire escape her eyes. In her hair, a galaxy, forming constellations which mimic the sky, changing with the Seasons.
    Mantle

    Fear made manifest, Autumn's Regalia embraces the Wisp, as if she is Dread's most blessed daughter.
    Pledges & Other Things

    Pledges

    Autumn Queen Oath

    Plot Stats

    Fairy Floss
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:

    House Call
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:
    HS Choker+1 Defense, -1g. Sparation3 -1g

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Wyrd
    •••
    Ask-wee-da-eed Telluric

    It seems like her companions are a talkative bunch, their words flowing as Mhairi sorta just...stood there. Well, she didn't just stand there like a lump, waves were offered and smiles had, content to let Circe and Sera talk.

    When the farm fresh scent of the Freehold's newest Summer wafted up, Mhairi offered a wave, a breath to explain, only to have her words taken by the others. The Wisp laughs around her greeting, "Hey Donovan."

    Then smiles as Sera's necklace is mentioned, then wonders where her jacket had gone, but it was a warm summer day. Maybe, Mhairi should have made something other then a jacket for the Treasured. But with the Wizened's praise, Mhairi beams at Sera. Proud of her friend, and maybe this way she'll see that she totally had the skill to 'spin some wicked things.

    A nod following Donovan's 'just food' "I owe him some lunch." another nod, "Feel free to sit with us," fell flames flicker, "If you want to eat outside, we could go in and just order to go." suggests Mhairi, "Take the food and find a place, or park, a park-park, and pull up some grass. Or a bench. Or..uh-yeah."

    A quick laugh with a nod, the Wisp moving towards the door, "Well, I'm all for getting some grub."
    Currently Just a Simple Shade Shard~

  15. #10
    Circe's Avatar
    Scene Stats
    Striking Looks
    (Exotic)
    Presence
    Mantle Dry Heat
    Circe

    Merit-Striking Looks (exotic)
    Mein:

    Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
    Scenes

    IDK
    CSbb
    Mask

    Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair. Alias Mary Maniscalo.
    Circe Scenes
     
      Rage singing, no work with Ozzy, Shake the shanty
     

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    The elf simply spread her arms in a shrug, "Eh, could be better, could be worse. Personally I'm doing great. Business wise it's just going slow," she nods though her eyes do cast down to Sera's pendant. Circe agreed it looked good but personally preferred weapons. "It is quite the pretty you have there Sera," Hedgespun? Okay, that was impressive. ""She giggled at Sera's enthusiasm for pie, "Wow, so many people are praising their pie. Guess I'll have to give it a try." She then gave Sera a thumbs up, "Booth and gossip. I ain't waiting on eatin' that pie."

    Circe's ears briefly drooped at Donovan's answer. She'd hoped for something interesting or that he'd play along but nope. Her ears perked back up at his eagerness for food. "Thank you for the offer Donovan," she then nods her head towards Mhairi, "since she ain't disagreeing I'll be happy to sit with ya."

    Circe walks inside, an impatient Summer it seemed: "Booths got my vote. Pie now, walk it off later. I doubt anybody will care if we talk club bizz. Just so long as we ain't to loud and annoying about it."

    Circe looks at the displays in the cafe, trying to get a hint of what she should order, aside from a strawberry pie.
    Fairest: Larcenist | WYRD 2| Mantle: Dry Desert Heat |Health: 8 | Willpower: 5 | Glamour: 7

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