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<div></div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/SkyeSkye2026-04-03T20:47:27Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
<br />
==Past==<br />
Abandoned<br/> <br />
Alone<br/><br />
A ghost meant to silently pass into the Aether without a thought.<br/><br />
Yet a dozen, dozen called me by the title few can even claim to hear from a handful.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Surrounded by them all, a pale ghost in sea of nuance, still never at home, eternally alone with a clock ticking down.<br/><br />
You told me to call them by the title, you told me to act the part, so I did, I always did no matter how alone.<br/><br />
Seldom listening, but at least I listened to that.<br/><br />
Each one around us having a title passed down in spirit since before the dawn of mankind, everyone but you and I.<br/><br />
You asked me to give it to you, I wanted it from you, you proved the truth to it time and again. In words and action alike, you proved it time and again.<br/><br />
Others forgot, did not grasp it or pushed it aside, you never did.<br/><br />
You and you alone, yet I never gave in, did not want to curse you with it, did not want you to mourn as the clock would cease its ticking.<br/><br />
Now the clock is gone, time extended, a reprieve beyond human realms of possibilities, yet you never got to hear it, I never got to hear the reply.<br/><br />
Hopefully you know, it was always yours, not in words, not in the passing, yet in truth it was yours.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Alone, alone, alone, yet the loneliness lessened.<br/><br />
<br />
==The mentor==<br />
Cheeks damp, spirit flared and smoldering, barely a shadow of a ghost you found me.<br/><br />
You saw me when there was nothing left.<br/><br />
You guided me as we laid the nation under our feet.<br/><br />
Your ways a mystery, yet you forged me, made me into who I am, false, a monster, a smile, yet perhaps who I was always meant to be no matter the price that was paid.<br/><br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
A split, time to set your roots, to follow the winds, showing up with nothing but the clothes on her back and a backpack in late spring of 2020.<br/><br />
A time of calm, of laughter, of getting to reacclimate to being around people, to not just be following, to find herself anew.<br/><br />
Still nothing lasts forever, soon called away again, rapidly leaving for years to once more traverse the nation at the call of her mentor.<br/><br />
<br />
==Return==<br />
Years having passed, the country traversed by foot, seen, stops made everywhere yet only one summer having memories still lingering.<br/><br />
Finding her way back once more, the time of peace no longer in her old home, gradually trying to set her roots once more, to find a life where it was long meant to have passed by.<br/><br />
<br />
==Talon no more==<br />
Having served as Talon underneath First Talon Phoenyx just like in days of old until her incarceration leaving the seat empty, making her be entrusted by fellow Talon Asclepius to carry the role in early April 2025.<br/><br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
<br />
{{Has Merit|Spetsnaz Knife Fighting|4}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Language|1}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Iron Stamina|1}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Mentor|2}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Athletics Dodge|1}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Fighting Finesse|2}}<br />
=Arcana=<br />
<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
<br />
<!--*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Fate|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Forces|Mastery=Apprentice}}<br />
--><br />
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<br />
*[[Position::First Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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{{Bibliography}}{{Mage Character}}</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/SkyeSkye2026-04-03T20:45:35Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
<br />
==Past==<br />
Abandoned<br/> <br />
Alone<br/><br />
A ghost meant to silently pass into the Aether without a thought.<br/><br />
Yet a dozen, dozen called me by the title few can even claim to hear from a handful.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Surrounded by them all, a pale ghost in sea of nuance, still never at home, eternally alone with a clock ticking down.<br/><br />
You told me to call them by the title, you told me to act the part, so I did, I always did no matter how alone.<br/><br />
Seldom listening, but at least I listened to that.<br/><br />
Each one around us having a title passed down in spirit since before the dawn of mankind, everyone but you and I.<br/><br />
You asked me to give it to you, I wanted it from you, you proved the truth to it time and again. In words and action alike, you proved it time and again.<br/><br />
Others forgot, did not grasp it or pushed it aside, you never did.<br/><br />
You and you alone, yet I never gave in, did not want to curse you with it, did not want you to mourn as the clock would cease its ticking.<br/><br />
Now the clock is gone, time extended, a reprieve beyond human realms of possibilities, yet you never got to hear it, I never got to hear the reply.<br/><br />
Hopefully you know, it was always yours, not in words, not in the passing, yet in truth it was yours.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Alone, alone, alone, yet the loneliness lessened.<br/><br />
<br />
==The mentor==<br />
Cheeks damp, spirit flared and smoldering, barely a shadow of a ghost you found me.<br/><br />
You saw me when there was nothing left.<br/><br />
You guided me as we laid the nation under our feet.<br/><br />
Your ways a mystery, yet you forged me, made me into who I am, false, a monster, a smile, yet perhaps who I was always meant to be no matter the price that was paid.<br/><br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
A split, time to set your roots, to follow the winds, showing up with nothing but the clothes on her back and a backpack in late spring of 2020.<br/><br />
A time of calm, of laughter, of getting to reacclimate to being around people, to not just be following, to find herself anew.<br/><br />
Still nothing lasts forever, soon called away again, rapidly leaving for years to once more traverse the nation at the call of her mentor.<br/><br />
<br />
==Return==<br />
Years having passed, the country traversed by foot, seen, stops made everywhere yet only one summer having memories still lingering.<br/><br />
Finding her way back once more, the time of peace no longer in her old home, gradually trying to set her roots once more, to find a life where it was long meant to have passed by.<br/><br />
<br />
==Talon no more==<br />
Having served as Talon underneath First Talon Phoenyx just like in days of old until her incarceration leaving the seat empty, making her be entrusted by fellow Talon Asclepius to carry the role in early April 2025.<br/><br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Kung Fu|2}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Spetsnaz Knife Fighting|4}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Language|1}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Iron Stamina|1}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Mentor|2}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Athletics Dodge|1}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Fighting Finesse|2}}<br />
=Arcana=<br />
<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
<br />
<!--*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Fate|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Forces|Mastery=Apprentice}}<br />
--><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
*[[Position::First Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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{{Bibliography}}{{Mage Character}}</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/SkyeSkye2026-04-03T20:38:40Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
<br />
==Past==<br />
Abandoned<br/> <br />
Alone<br/><br />
A ghost meant to silently pass into the Aether without a thought.<br/><br />
Yet a dozen, dozen called me by the title few can even claim to hear from a handful.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Surrounded by them all, a pale ghost in sea of nuance, still never at home, eternally alone with a clock ticking down.<br/><br />
You told me to call them by the title, you told me to act the part, so I did, I always did no matter how alone.<br/><br />
Seldom listening, but at least I listened to that.<br/><br />
Each one around us having a title passed down in spirit since before the dawn of mankind, everyone but you and I.<br/><br />
You asked me to give it to you, I wanted it from you, you proved the truth to it time and again. In words and action alike, you proved it time and again.<br/><br />
Others forgot, did not grasp it or pushed it aside, you never did.<br/><br />
You and you alone, yet I never gave in, did not want to curse you with it, did not want you to mourn as the clock would cease its ticking.<br/><br />
Now the clock is gone, time extended, a reprieve beyond human realms of possibilities, yet you never got to hear it, I never got to hear the reply.<br/><br />
Hopefully you know, it was always yours, not in words, not in the passing, yet in truth it was yours.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Alone, alone, alone, yet the loneliness lessened.<br/><br />
<br />
==The mentor==<br />
Cheeks damp, spirit flared and smoldering, barely a shadow of a ghost you found me.<br/><br />
You saw me when there was nothing left.<br/><br />
You guided me as we laid the nation under our feet.<br/><br />
Your ways a mystery, yet you forged me, made me into who I am, false, a monster, a smile, yet perhaps who I was always meant to be no matter the price that was paid.<br/><br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
A split, time to set your roots, to follow the winds, showing up with nothing but the clothes on her back and a backpack in late spring of 2020.<br/><br />
A time of calm, of laughter, of getting to reacclimate to being around people, to not just be following, to find herself anew.<br/><br />
Still nothing lasts forever, soon called away again, rapidly leaving for years to once more traverse the nation at the call of her mentor.<br/><br />
<br />
==Return==<br />
Years having passed, the country traversed by foot, seen, stops made everywhere yet only one summer having memories still lingering.<br/><br />
Finding her way back once more, the time of peace no longer in her old home, gradually trying to set her roots once more, to find a life where it was long meant to have passed by.<br/><br />
<br />
==Talon no more==<br />
Having served as Talon underneath First Talon Phoenyx just like in days of old until her incarceration leaving the seat empty, making her be entrusted by fellow Talon Asclepius to carry the role in early April 2025.<br/><br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
<br />
<br />
=Arcana=<br />
<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
<br />
<!--*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Fate|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Forces|Mastery=Apprentice}}<br />
--><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
*[[Position::First Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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{{Bibliography}}{{Mage Character}}</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/SkyeSkye2025-06-19T18:01:34Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
<br />
==Past==<br />
Abandoned<br/> <br />
Alone<br/><br />
A ghost meant to silently pass into the Aether without a thought.<br/><br />
Yet a dozen, dozen called me by the title few can even claim to hear from a handful.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Surrounded by them all, a pale ghost in sea of nuance, still never at home, eternally alone with a clock ticking down.<br/><br />
You told me to call them by the title, you told me to act the part, so I did, I always did no matter how alone.<br/><br />
Seldom listening, but at least I listened to that.<br/><br />
Each one around us having a title passed down in spirit since before the dawn of mankind, everyone but you and I.<br/><br />
You asked me to give it to you, I wanted it from you, you proved the truth to it time and again. In words and action alike, you proved it time and again.<br/><br />
Others forgot, did not grasp it or pushed it aside, you never did.<br/><br />
You and you alone, yet I never gave in, did not want to curse you with it, did not want you to mourn as the clock would tick out.<br/><br />
Now the clock is gone, time extended, a reprieve beyond human realms of possibilities, yet you never got to hear it, I never got to hear the reply.<br/><br />
Hopefully you know, it was always yours, not in words, not in the passing, yet in truth it was yours.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Alone, alone, alone, yet the loneliness lessened.<br/><br />
<br />
==The mentor==<br />
Cheeks damp, spirit flared and smoldering, barely a shadow of a ghost you found me.<br/><br />
You saw me when there was nothing left.<br/><br />
You guided me as we laid the nation under our feet.<br/><br />
Your ways a mystery, yet you forged me, made me into who I am, false, a monster, a smile, yet perhaps who I was always meant to be no matter the price that was paid.<br/><br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
A split, time to set your roots, to follow the winds, showing up with nothing but the clothes on her back and a backpack in late spring of 2020.<br/><br />
A time of calm, of laughter, of getting to reacclimate to being around people, to not just be following, to find herself anew.<br/><br />
Still nothing lasts forever, soon called away again, rapidly leaving for years to once more traverse the nation at the call of her mentor.<br/><br />
<br />
==Return==<br />
Years having passed, the country traversed by foot, seen, stops made everywhere yet only one summer having memories still lingering.<br/><br />
Finding her way back once more, the time of peace no longer in her old home, gradually trying to set her roots once more, to find a life where it was long meant to have passed by.<br/><br />
<br />
==Talon no more==<br />
Having served as Talon underneath First Talon Phoenyx just like in days of old until her incarceration leaving the seat empty, making her be entrusted by fellow Talon Asclepius to carry the role in early April 2025.<br/><br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
<br />
<br />
=Arcana=<br />
<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
<br />
<!--*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Fate|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Forces|Mastery=Apprentice}}<br />
--><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
*[[Position::First Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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{{Bibliography}}{{Mage Character}}</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/SkyeSkye2025-06-19T17:39:05Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
<br />
==Past==<br />
Abandoned<br/> <br />
Alone<br/><br />
A ghost meant to silently pass into the Aether without a thought.<br/><br />
Yet a dozen, dozen called me by the title few can even claim to hear from a handful.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Surrounded by them all, a pale ghost in sea of nuance, still never at home, eternally alone with a clock ticking down.<br/><br />
You told me to call them by the title, you told me to act the part, so I did, I always did no matter how alone.<br/><br />
Seldom listening, but at least I listened to that.<br/><br />
Each one around us having a title passed down in spirit since before the dawn of mankind, everyone but you and I.<br/><br />
You asked me to give it to you, I wanted it from you, you proved the truth to it time and again. In words and action alike, you proved it time and again.<br/><br />
Others forgot, did not grasp it or pushed it aside, you never did.<br/><br />
You and you alone, yet I never gave in, did not want to curse you with it, did not want you to mourn as the clock would tick out.<br/><br />
Now the clock is gone, time extended, a reprieve beyond human realms of possibilities, yet you never got to hear it, I never got to hear the reply.<br/><br />
Hopefully you know, it was always yours, not in words, not in the passing, yet in truth it was yours.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Alone, alone, alone, yet the loneliness lessened.<br/><br />
<br />
==The mentor==<br />
Cheeks damp, spirit flared and smoldering, barely a shadow of a ghost you found me.<br/><br />
You saw me when there was nothing left.<br/><br />
You guided me as we laid the nation under our feet.<br/><br />
Your ways a mystery, yet you forged me, made me into who I am, false, a monster, a smile, yet perhaps who I was always meant to be no matter the price that was paid.<br/><br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
A split, time to set your roots, to follow the winds, showing up with nothing but the clothes on her back and a backpack in late spring of 2020.<br/><br />
A time of calm, of laughter, of getting to reacclimate to being around people, to not just be following, to find herself anew.<br/><br />
Still nothing lasts forever, soon called away again, rapidly leaving for years to once more traverse the nation at the call of her mentor.<br/><br />
<br />
==Return==<br />
Years passing, the country traversed by foot, seen, stops made everywhere yet only one summer having memories still lingering.<br/><br />
Finding her way back once more, the time of peace no longer in her old home, gradually trying to set her roots, to find a life where it was long meant to have passed by.<br/><br />
<br />
==Talon no more==<br />
Having served as Talon underneath First Talon Phoenyx just like in days of old until her incarceration leaving the seat empty, making her be entrusted by fellow Talon Asclepius to carry the role in early April 2025.<br/><br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
<br />
<br />
=Arcana=<br />
<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
<br />
<!--*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Fate|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Forces|Mastery=Apprentice}}<br />
--><br />
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*[[Position::First Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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{{Bibliography}}{{Mage Character}}</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/SkyeSkye2025-06-19T17:37:58Z<p>Skye: </p>
<hr />
<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
<br />
==Past==<br />
Abandoned<br/> <br />
Alone<br/><br />
A ghost meant to silently pass into the Aether without a thought.<br/><br />
Yet a dozen, dozen called me by the title few can even claim to hear from a handful.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Surrounded by them all, a pale ghost in sea of nuance, still never at home, eternally alone with a clock ticking down.<br/><br />
You told me to call them by the title, you told me to act the part, so I did, I always did no matter how alone.<br/><br />
Seldom listening, but at least I listened to that.<br/><br />
Each one around us having a title passed down in spirit since before the dawn of mankind, everyone but you and I.<br/><br />
You asked me to give it to you, I wanted it from you, you proved the truth to it time and again. In words and action alike, you proved it time and again.<br/><br />
Others forgot, did not grasp it or pushed it aside, you never did.<br/><br />
You and you alone, yet I never gave in, did not want to curse you with it, did not want you to mourn as the clock would tick out.<br/><br />
Now the clock is gone, time extended, a reprieve beyond human realms of possibilities, yet you never got to hear it, I never got to hear the reply.<br/><br />
Hopefully you know, it was always yours, not in words, not in the passing, yet in truth it was yours.<br/><br />
<br/><br />
Alone, alone, alone, yet the loneliness lessened.<br/><br />
<br />
==The mentor==<br />
Cheeks damp, spirit flared and smoldering, barely a shadow of a ghost you found me.<br/><br />
You saw me when there was nothing left.<br/><br />
You guided me as we laid the nation under our feet.<br/><br />
Your ways a mystery, yet you forged me, made me into who I am, false, a monster, a smile, yet perhaps who I was always meant to be no matter the price that was paid.<br/><br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
A split, time to set your roots, to follow the winds, showing up with nothing but the clothes on her back and a backpack in late spring of 2020.<br/><br />
A time of calm, of laughter, of getting to reacclimate to being around people, to not just be following, to find herself anew.<br/><br />
Still nothing lasts forever, soon called away again, rapidly leaving for years to once more traverse the nation at the call of her mentor.<br/><br />
<br />
==Return==<br />
Years passing, the country traversed by foot, seen, stops made everywhere yet only one summer having memories still lingering.<br/><br />
Finding her way back once more, the time of peace no longer in her old home, gradually trying to set her roots, to find a life where it was long meant to have passed by.<br/><br />
<br />
==Talon no more==<br />
Having served as talon underneath Phoenyx just like in days of old until her incarceration leaving the seat empty, making her be entrusted by fellow talon Asclepius to carry the role in early April 2025.<br/><br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
<br />
<br />
=Arcana=<br />
<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
<br />
<!--*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Fate|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Forces|Mastery=Apprentice}}<br />
--><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
*[[Position::First Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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{{Bibliography}}{{Mage Character}}</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/SkyeSkye2025-06-19T17:36:26Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
<br />
==Past==<br />
Abandoned<br/> <br />
Alone<br />
A ghost meant to silently pass into the Aether without a thought.<br />
Yet a dozen, dozen called me by the title few can even claim to hear from a handful.<br />
<br />
Surrounded by them all, a pale ghost in sea of nuance, still never at home, eternally alone with a clock ticking down.<br />
You told me to call them by the title, you told me to act the part, so I did, I always did no matter how alone.<br />
Seldom listening, but at least I listened to that.<br />
Each one around us having a title passed down in spirit since before the dawn of mankind, everyone but you and I.<br />
You asked me to give it to you, I wanted it from you, you proved the truth to it time and again. In words and action alike, you proved it time and again.<br />
Others forgot, did not grasp it or pushed it aside, you never did.<br />
You and you alone, yet I never gave in, did not want to curse you with it, did not want you to mourn as the clock would tick out.<br />
Now the clock is gone, time extended, a reprieve beyond human realms of possibilities, yet you never got to hear it, I never got to hear the reply.<br />
Hopefully you know, it was always yours, not in words, not in the passing, yet in truth it was yours.<br />
<br />
Alone, alone, alone, yet the loneliness lessened.<br />
<br />
==The mentor==<br />
Cheeks damp, spirit flared and smoldering, barely a shadow of a ghost you found me.<br />
You saw me when there was nothing left.<br />
You guided me as we laid the nation under our feet.<br />
Your ways a mystery, yet you forged me, made me into who I am, false, a monster, a smile, yet perhaps who I was always meant to be no matter the price that was paid.<br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
A split, time to set your roots, to follow the winds, showing up with nothing but the clothes on her back and a backpack in late spring of 2020.<br />
A time of calm, of laughter, of getting to reacclimate to being around people, to not just be following, to find herself anew.<br />
Still nothing lasts forever, soon called away again, rapidly leaving for years to once more traverse the nation at the call of her mentor.<br />
<br />
==Return==<br />
Years passing, the country traversed by foot, seen, stops made everywhere yet only one summer having memories still lingering.<br />
Finding her way back once more, the time of peace no longer in her old home, gradually trying to set her roots, to find a life where it was long meant to have passed by.<br />
<br />
==Rise of a talon==<br />
Having served as talon underneath Phoenyx just like in days of old until her incarceration leaving the seat empty, making her be entrusted by fellow talon Asclepius to carry the role in early April 2025.<br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
<br />
<br />
=Arcana=<br />
<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
<br />
<!--*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Fate|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Forces|Mastery=Apprentice}}<br />
--><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
*[[Position::First Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
<br />
==Past==<br />
Abandoned<br />
Alone<br />
A ghost meant to silently pass into the Aether without a thought.<br />
Yet a dozen, dozen called me by the title few can even claim to hear from a handful.<br />
<br />
Surrounded by them all, a pale ghost in sea of nuance, still never at home, eternally alone with a clock ticking down.<br />
You told me to call them by the title, you told me to act the part, so I did, I always did no matter how alone.<br />
Seldom listening, but at least I listened to that.<br />
Each one around us having a title passed down in spirit since before the dawn of mankind, everyone but you and I.<br />
You asked me to give it to you, I wanted it from you, you proved the truth to it time and again. In words and action alike, you proved it time and again.<br />
Others forgot, did not grasp it or pushed it aside, you never did.<br />
You and you alone, yet I never gave in, did not want to curse you with it, did not want you to mourn as the clock would tick out.<br />
Now the clock is gone, time extended, a reprieve beyond human realms of possibilities, yet you never got to hear it, I never got to hear the reply.<br />
Hopefully you know, it was always yours, not in words, not in the passing, yet in truth it was yours.<br />
<br />
Alone, alone, alone, yet the loneliness lessened.<br />
<br />
==The mentor==<br />
Cheeks damp, spirit flared and smoldering, barely a shadow of a ghost you found me.<br />
You saw me when there was nothing left.<br />
You guided me as we laid the nation under our feet.<br />
Your ways a mystery, yet you forged me, made me into who I am, false, a monster, a smile, yet perhaps who I was always meant to be no matter the price that was paid.<br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
A split, time to set your roots, to follow the winds, showing up with nothing but the clothes on her back and a backpack in late spring of 2020.<br />
A time of calm, of laughter, of getting to reacclimate to being around people, to not just be following, to find herself anew.<br />
Still nothing lasts forever, soon called away again, rapidly leaving for years to once more traverse the nation at the call of her mentor.<br />
<br />
==Return==<br />
Years passing, the country traversed by foot, seen, stops made everywhere yet only one summer having memories still lingering.<br />
Finding her way back once more, the time of peace no longer in her old home, gradually trying to set her roots, to find a life where it was long meant to have passed by.<br />
<br />
==Rise of a talon==<br />
Having served as talon underneath Phoenyx just like in days of old until her incarceration leaving the seat empty, making her be entrusted by fellow talon Asclepius to carry the role in early April 2025.<br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
<br />
<br />
=Arcana=<br />
<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
<br />
<!--*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Fate|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Forces|Mastery=Apprentice}}<br />
--><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
*[[Position::First Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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{{Bibliography}}{{Mage Character}}</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/Alicia_SilversAlicia Silvers2025-04-24T12:11:26Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=47283<br />
|Avatar=Daria Moroz<br />
|Quote=Who I was yesterday is not who I am today.<br />
|box1=Presence (Breathtaking) {{dot5}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Bewitching) {{dot4}}<br />
|box3=Distinctive voice (Harmoniously sweet-toned) {{dot4}}<br />
}}<br />
<br />
<br />
==Early life==<br />
Born as the oldest of three children, each of them blessed in their own regards, her younger sister the musically talented one able to play various instruments with a perfect pitch from an early age, her brother blessed with intelligence well beyond his years a rare academic mind, and she blessed with the looks and beauty to outshine nearly anyone she ever encountered. . Unfortunately for her though being the only one of her siblings born before her family´s status and her mother’s old life really changed. Her father a up and coming socialite, her mother a former hippie esque woman who hadn´t really given up on her old ways of loving the nature and all its splendor yet. <br />
Still having vague memories of the eras when things were well or perhaps just imagining it, but soon her father hit it big, accrued a stronger name along with the wealth to go with it, and her mother turning into a socialite wife. Her mother engaging in various things that made the family look good, giving up her own former dreams as money changed them both. No longer was fun or family time really important, the warmth she can still recall right before her eyes closes for the day gone, now everything being about money, status or appearances. Forced to train in how to act, how to behave, how to be proper, how to use her looks and appearances to impress others. Not allowed to date as she pleased or do anything that was not for the benefit of the family name, each curiosity that peaked her interest denied, friends and their families vetted and looked over thoroughly before she was even allowed to spend time with them. Sent to only the finest of schools, with the best names, and most exclusive of private tutors, her life not her own but rather controlled by her parents. Nothing in life a choice for her, not for her to decide upon, all things in her life decided by her parents for the paths they saw could yield them the most benefit, no matter her desires or sense of self, only seeing to her beauty and looks nothing else. Only having one thing she was even allowed to indulge in but even then only as a reward after doing all else her parents forced upon her.<br />
Attending various social events the norm since her early teenage years, to be the proper one, her siblings lacking in her refinement meant all the more pressure upon her to be the one that made them look good, the one they could introduce as their shining star even if it was all just tied to her looks and manners, the only symbol left of old being her name, the one reminder that her life hadn´t always been so stuck up, so dull, so predictable. Even though she hated the name, so was it one thing she could never truly discard due to the associational memories it held, still it irked her each time her parents or teasing siblings uttered it always preferring to use her middle name instead. Not like she saw them much, most of her time was either spent with a tutor or sitter as her parents either traveled, or worked, not even sure if her younger siblings could recall a warm moment with them as to her it was such a distant memory and they were born into this world that she slid into at an exceedingly young age.<br />
Still she was forced to endure, not knowing anything else, not knowing how to escape, constantly bored, hating each moment with all her tutors but one, hating each party where she was nothing more than a doll, hating the lack of choices, hating just how bored she were at all times, how each smile was false, how each action were planned nothing truly living, how she was just a tool for advancement. This was her life, only dreaming of the day she could escape it as during one party her parents started to talk with another couple of how their son whom she went to school with although him a couple of years over her had caught her fancy, and how beneficial it would be for them to date. Not letting anything show at the moment but once they got home all she heard from her parents was how to play this well, how to behave, and that if she played her cards right so would it be a very beneficial marriage, their families could work together, joining their businesses, ensuring a legacy for the family, for their money, and secure the future for her and all her siblings. Mortified as she argued with her parents over that she had no interest in the guy, he was ugly, dull and nothing that interested her, besides she was interested in another girl, that was the child of a babysitter for another family and she had finally managed to awaken her interest. Something she should not have let slide, neither her interest in a girl nor her status as she was severely reprimanded, her tutor taken from her and denied all things she enjoyed until she would behave and let go of these childish things, along with looking into getting her into therapy to get over this phase.<br />
Fighting it for a while, but soon agreeing as she secretly packs up her things, not that it took much effort her parents wouldn´t have noticed if she so did it with her door open and screamed at how she was doing it. Waiting for a time to get over to the guy, but making sure that she was there when she knew he would not be home, causing a scandal that she made certain got known, whose rumors would spread and at least temporarily taint her parents reputation. Then grabbing her things and leaving home never to look back, but leaving a message to her parents of what she had done along with a list of things she would do would they try and drag her back home. The advantage of having more dirt that she could prove than any P.I could ever begin to dream of digging up as her new life of freedom began.<br />
<br />
==Seven lives==<br />
What followed next was the era which she refers to her seven lives, her life until now having been a prelude as she found her path in life, constantly moving from one thing to the next, seldom sticking in one path, with one fake name or new persona after the other. Some few threads lingering through them all or most yet most of them relatively different, always as someone new until a kiss, a moment of terror, followed by the grandest bliss she had ever known put it all to an end.<br />
<br />
==The embrace==<br />
As she awoke a new and in a sense final existence began, staying with her Sire for a while before being sent away, the passion between them like so commonly for her family having been explosive and intense, and now faded into nothingness, perhaps one day they would meet again but for now their life together was over.<br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
Not making much noise or anything to truly stand out or be talked about before one night having showed up in Sacramento.<br />
<br />
==Rise and fall of a Priscus==<br />
Not having been in the city for long before seeing the members of her family leave one by one, from their numbers having rapidly grown to as rapidly starting to decline, amongst them their Priscus with nothing but a final letter left in their shared abode. Soon after meeting with the few members of note within her family that was still within the city, where she unchallenged and uncontested stepped forward to lay claim to be the successor of former Priscus Verity. Only to find herself the sole member of note of her family when it came time to officially announce having claimed the title in February of 2025.<br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Distinctive Voice|4<br />
|Description=Harmonious sweet-toned<br />
}} <br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|4|Description=Bewitching}}<br />
<br />
==Hooks== <br />
*Everything should be experienced at least once: Ever seeking for something that can kindle the embers within Alicia will gladly try nearly anything at least once.<br />
<br />
*I can make that: The only limitation to what can be created with the right formula is the lack of having found said formula, learning of or discovering new ones one of the few constant pleasures of existence.<br />
<br />
*Change is enjoyment: Ever the self acclaimed chameleon Alicia will happily indulge in chances to explore a new persona for the night.<br />
<br />
*There is nothing stronger than blood: The danse is eternal, the past will one day haunt you, no one survives alone, why not danse with blood?<br />
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<div></div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/Alicia_SilversAlicia Silvers2025-04-23T16:48:51Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=47283<br />
|Avatar=Daria Moroz<br />
|Quote=Who I was yesterday is not who I am today.<br />
|box1=Presence (Breathtaking) {{dot5}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Bewitching) {{dot4}}<br />
|box3=Distinctive voice (Harmoniously sweet-toned) {{dot4}}<br />
}}<br />
<br />
<br />
==Early life==<br />
Born as the oldest of three children, each of them blessed in their own regards, her younger sister the musically talented one able to play various instruments with a perfect pitch from an early age, her brother blessed with intelligence well beyond his years a rare academic mind, and she blessed with the looks and beauty to outshine nearly anyone she ever encountered. . Unfortunately for her though being the only one of her siblings born before her family´s status and her mother’s old life really changed. Her father a up and coming socialite, her mother a former hippie esque woman who hadn´t really given up on her old ways of loving the nature and all its splendor yet. <br />
Still having vague memories of the eras when things were well or perhaps just imagining it, but soon her father hit it big, accrued a stronger name along with the wealth to go with it, and her mother turning into a socialite wife. Her mother engaging in various things that made the family look good, giving up her own former dreams as money changed them both. No longer was fun or family time really important, the warmth she can still recall right before her eyes closes for the day gone, now everything being about money, status or appearances. Forced to train in how to act, how to behave, how to be proper, how to use her looks and appearances to impress others. Not allowed to date as she pleased or do anything that was not for the benefit of the family name, each curiosity that peaked her interest denied, friends and their families vetted and looked over thoroughly before she was even allowed to spend time with them. Sent to only the finest of schools, with the best names, and most exclusive of private tutors, her life not her own but rather controlled by her parents. Nothing in life a choice for her, not for her to decide upon, all things in her life decided by her parents for the paths they saw could yield them the most benefit, no matter her desires or sense of self, only seeing to her beauty and looks nothing else. Only having one thing she was even allowed to indulge in but even then only as a reward after doing all else her parents forced upon her.<br />
Attending various social events the norm since her early teenage years, to be the proper one, her siblings lacking in her refinement meant all the more pressure upon her to be the one that made them look good, the one they could introduce as their shining star even if it was all just tied to her looks and manners, the only symbol left of old being her name, the one reminder that her life hadn´t always been so stuck up, so dull, so predictable. Even though she hated the name, so was it one thing she could never truly discard due to the associational memories it held, still it irked her each time her parents or teasing siblings uttered it always preferring to use her middle name instead. Not like she saw them much, most of her time was either spent with a tutor or sitter as her parents either traveled, or worked, not even sure if her younger siblings could recall a warm moment with them as to her it was such a distant memory and they were born into this world that she slid into at an exceedingly young age.<br />
Still she was forced to endure, not knowing anything else, not knowing how to escape, constantly bored, hating each moment with all her tutors but one, hating each party where she was nothing more than a doll, hating the lack of choices, hating just how bored she were at all times, how each smile was false, how each action were planned nothing truly living, how she was just a tool for advancement. This was her life, only dreaming of the day she could escape it as during one party her parents started to talk with another couple of how their son whom she went to school with although him a couple of years over her had caught her fancy, and how beneficial it would be for them to date. Not letting anything show at the moment but once they got home all she heard from her parents was how to play this well, how to behave, and that if she played her cards right so would it be a very beneficial marriage, their families could work together, joining their businesses, ensuring a legacy for the family, for their money, and secure the future for her and all her siblings. Mortified as she argued with her parents over that she had no interest in the guy, he was ugly, dull and nothing that interested her, besides she was interested in another girl, that was the child of a babysitter for another family and she had finally managed to awaken her interest. Something she should not have let slide, neither her interest in a girl nor her status as she was severely reprimanded, her tutor taken from her and denied all things she enjoyed until she would behave and let go of these childish things, along with looking into getting her into therapy to get over this phase.<br />
Fighting it for a while, but soon agreeing as she secretly packs up her things, not that it took much effort her parents wouldn´t have noticed if she so did it with her door open and screamed at how she was doing it. Waiting for a time to get over to the guy, but making sure that she was there when she knew he would not be home, causing a scandal that she made certain got known, whose rumors would spread and at least temporarily taint her parents reputation. Then grabbing her things and leaving home never to look back, but leaving a message to her parents of what she had done along with a list of things she would do would they try and drag her back home. The advantage of having more dirt that she could prove than any P.I could ever begin to dream of digging up as her new life of freedom began.<br />
<br />
==Seven lives==<br />
What followed next was the era which she refers to her seven lives, her life until now having been a prelude as she found her path in life, constantly moving from one thing to the next, seldom sticking in one path, with one fake name or new persona after the other. Some few threads lingering through them all or most yet most of them relatively different, always as someone new until a kiss, a moment of terror, followed by the grandest bliss she had ever known put it all to an end.<br />
<br />
==The embrace==<br />
As she awoke a new and in a sense final existence began, staying with her Sire for a while before being sent away, the passion between them like so commonly for her family having been explosive and intense, and now faded into nothingness, perhaps one day they would meet again but for now their life together was over.<br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
Not making much noise or anything to truly stand out or be talked about before one night having showed up in Sacramento.<br />
<br />
==Rise and fall of a Priscus==<br />
Not having been in the city for long before seeing the members of her family leave one by one, from their numbers having rapidly grown to as rapidly starting to decline, amongst them their Priscus with nothing but a final letter left in their shared abode. Soon after meeting with the few members of note within her family that was still within the city, where she unchallenged and uncontested stepped forward to lay claim to be the successor of former Priscus Verity. Only to find herself the sole member of note of her family when it came time to officially announce having claimed the title in February of 2025.<br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Distinctive Voice|4<br />
|Description=Harmonious sweet-toned<br />
}} <br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|4|Description=Bewitching}}<br />
<br />
==Hooks== <br />
*Everything should be experienced at least once: Ever seeking for something that can kindle the embers within Alicia will gladly try nearly anything at least once.<br />
<br />
*I can make that: The only limitation to what can be created with the right formula is the lack of having found said formula, learning of or discovering new ones one of the few constant pleasures of existence.<br />
<br />
*Change is enjoyment: Ever the self acclaimed chameleon Alicia will happily indulge in chances to explore a new persona for the night.<br />
<br />
*There is nothing stronger than blood: The danse is eternal, the past will one day haunt you, no one survives alone, why not danse with blood?</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/Alicia_SilversAlicia Silvers2025-04-23T16:46:01Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=47283<br />
|Avatar=Daria Moroz<br />
|Quote=Who I was yesterday is not who I am today.<br />
|box1=Presence (Breathtaking) {{dot5}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Bewitching) {{dot4}}<br />
|box3=Distinctive voice (Harmoniously sweet-toned) {{dot4}}<br />
}}<br />
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<br />
==Early life==<br />
Born as the oldest of three children, each of them blessed in their own regards, her younger sister the musically talented one able to play various instruments with a perfect pitch from an early age, her brother blessed with intelligence well beyond his years a rare academic mind, and she blessed with the looks and beauty to outshine nearly anyone she ever encountered. . Unfortunately for her though being the only one of her siblings born before her family´s status and her mother’s old life really changed. Her father a up and coming socialite, her mother a former hippie esque woman who hadn´t really given up on her old ways of loving the nature and all its splendor yet. <br />
Still having vague memories of the eras when things were well or perhaps just imagining it, but soon her father hit it big, accrued a stronger name along with the wealth to go with it, and her mother turning into a socialite wife. Her mother engaging in various things that made the family look good, giving up her own former dreams as money changed them both. No longer was fun or family time really important, the warmth she can still recall right before her eyes closes for the day gone, now everything being about money, status or appearances. Forced to train in how to act, how to behave, how to be proper, how to use her looks and appearances to impress others. Not allowed to date as she pleased or do anything that was not for the benefit of the family name, each curiosity that peaked her interest denied, friends and their families vetted and looked over thoroughly before she was even allowed to spend time with them. Sent to only the finest of schools, with the best names, and most exclusive of private tutors, her life not her own but rather controlled by her parents. Nothing in life a choice for her, not for her to decide upon, all things in her life decided by her parents for the paths they saw could yield them the most benefit, no matter her desires or sense of self, only seeing to her beauty and looks nothing else. Only having one thing she was even allowed to indulge in but even then only as a reward after doing all else her parents forced upon her.<br />
Attending various social events the norm since her early teenage years, to be the proper one, her siblings lacking in her refinement meant all the more pressure upon her to be the one that made them look good, the one they could introduce as their shining star even if it was all just tied to her looks and manners, the only symbol left of old being her name, the one reminder that her life hadn´t always been so stuck up, so dull, so predictable. Even though she hated the name, so was it one thing she could never truly discard due to the associational memories it held, still it irked her each time her parents or teasing siblings uttered it always preferring to use her middle name instead. Not like she saw them much, most of her time was either spent with a tutor or sitter as her parents either traveled, or worked, not even sure if her younger siblings could recall a warm moment with them as to her it was such a distant memory and they were born into this world that she slid into at an exceedingly young age.<br />
Still she was forced to endure, not knowing anything else, not knowing how to escape, constantly bored, hating each moment with all her tutors but one, hating each party where she was nothing more than a doll, hating the lack of choices, hating just how bored she were at all times, how each smile was false, how each action were planned nothing truly living, how she was just a tool for advancement. This was her life, only dreaming of the day she could escape it as during one party her parents started to talk with another couple of how their son whom she went to school with although him a couple of years over her had caught her fancy, and how beneficial it would be for them to date. Not letting anything show at the moment but once they got home all she heard from her parents was how to play this well, how to behave, and that if she played her cards right so would it be a very beneficial marriage, their families could work together, joining their businesses, ensuring a legacy for the family, for their money, and secure the future for her and all her siblings. Mortified as she argued with her parents over that she had no interest in the guy, he was ugly, dull and nothing that interested her, besides she was interested in another girl, that was the child of a babysitter for another family and she had finally managed to awaken her interest. Something she should not have let slide, neither her interest in a girl nor her status as she was severely reprimanded, her tutor taken from her and denied all things she enjoyed until she would behave and let go of these childish things, along with looking into getting her into therapy to get over this phase.<br />
Fighting it for a while, but soon agreeing as she secretly packs up her things, not that it took much effort her parents wouldn´t have noticed if she so did it with her door open and screamed at how she was doing it. Waiting for a time to get over to the guy, but making sure that she was there when she knew he would not be home, causing a scandal that she made certain got known, whose rumors would spread and at least temporarily taint her parents reputation. Then grabbing her things and leaving home never to look back, but leaving a message to her parents of what she had done along with a list of things she would do would they try and drag her back home. The advantage of having more dirt that she could prove than any P.I could ever begin to dream of digging up as her new life of freedom began.<br />
<br />
==Seven lives==<br />
What followed next was the era which she refers to her seven lives, her life until now having been a prelude as she found her path in life, constantly moving from one thing to the next, seldom sticking in one path, with one fake name or new persona after the other. Some few threads lingering through them all or most yet most of them relatively different, always as someone new until a kiss, a moment of terror, followed by the grandest bliss she had ever known put it all to an end.<br />
<br />
==The embrace==<br />
As she awoke a new and in a sense final existence began, staying with her Sire for a while before being sent away, the passion between them like so commonly for her family having been explosive and intense, and now faded into nothingness, perhaps one day they would meet again but for now their life together was over.<br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
Not making much noise or anything to truly stand out or be talked about before one night having showed up in Sacramento.<br />
<br />
==Rise and fall of a Priscus==<br />
Not having been in the city for long before seeing the members of her family leave one by one, from their numbers having rapidly grown to as rapidly starting to decline, amongst them their Priscus with nothing but a final letter left in their shared abode. Soon after meeting with the few members of note within her family that was still within the city, where she unchallenged and uncontested stepped forward to lay claim to be the successor of former Priscus Verity. Only to find herself the sole member of note of her family when it came time to officially announce having claimed the title in February of 2025.<br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
{{Has Merit|Distinctive Voice|4<br />
|Description=Harmonious sweet-toned<br />
}} <br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|4|Description=Bewitching}}<br />
<br />
==Hooks== <br />
*Everything should be experienced at least once: Ever seeking for something that can kindle the embers within Alicia will gladly try nearly anything at least once.<br />
<br />
*I can make that: The only limitation to what can be created with the right formula is the lack of having found said formula, learning of or discovering new ones one of the few constant pleasures of existence.<br />
<br />
*Change is enjoyment: Ever the self acclaimed chameleon Alicia will happily indulge in chances to explore a new persona for the night.<br />
<br />
*There is nothing stronger than blood: The danse is eternal, the past will one day haunt you, no one survives alone, why not danse with blood?</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/Alicia_SilversAlicia Silvers2025-04-23T16:41:01Z<p>Skye: </p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=47283<br />
|Avatar=Daria Moroz<br />
|Quote=Who I was yesterday is not who I am today.<br />
|box1=Presence (Breathtaking) {{dot5}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Bewitching) {{dot4}}<br />
|box3=Distinctive voice (Harmoniously sweet-toned) {{dot4}}<br />
}}<br />
<br />
<br />
==Early life==<br />
Born as the oldest of three children, each of them blessed in their own regards, her younger sister the musically talented one able to play various instruments with a perfect pitch from an early age, her brother blessed with intelligence well beyond his years a rare academic mind, and she blessed with the looks and beauty to outshine nearly anyone she ever encountered. . Unfortunately for her though being the only one of her siblings born before her family´s status and her mother’s old life really changed. Her father a up and coming socialite, her mother a former hippie esque woman who hadn´t really given up on her old ways of loving the nature and all its splendor yet. <br />
Still having vague memories of the eras when things were well or perhaps just imagining it, but soon her father hit it big, accrued a stronger name along with the wealth to go with it, and her mother turning into a socialite wife. Her mother engaging in various things that made the family look good, giving up her own former dreams as money changed them both. No longer was fun or family time really important, the warmth she can still recall right before her eyes closes for the day gone, now everything being about money, status or appearances. Forced to train in how to act, how to behave, how to be proper, how to use her looks and appearances to impress others. Not allowed to date as she pleased or do anything that was not for the benefit of the family name, each curiosity that peaked her interest denied, friends and their families vetted and looked over thoroughly before she was even allowed to spend time with them. Sent to only the finest of schools, with the best names, and most exclusive of private tutors, her life not her own but rather controlled by her parents. Nothing in life a choice for her, not for her to decide upon, all things in her life decided by her parents for the paths they saw could yield them the most benefit, no matter her desires or sense of self, only seeing to her beauty and looks nothing else. Only having one thing she was even allowed to indulge in but even then only as a reward after doing all else her parents forced upon her.<br />
Attending various social events the norm since her early teenage years, to be the proper one, her siblings lacking in her refinement meant all the more pressure upon her to be the one that made them look good, the one they could introduce as their shining star even if it was all just tied to her looks and manners, the only symbol left of old being her name, the one reminder that her life hadn´t always been so stuck up, so dull, so predictable. Even though she hated the name, so was it one thing she could never truly discard due to the associational memories it held, still it irked her each time her parents or teasing siblings uttered it always preferring to use her middle name instead. Not like she saw them much, most of her time was either spent with a tutor or sitter as her parents either traveled, or worked, not even sure if her younger siblings could recall a warm moment with them as to her it was such a distant memory and they were born into this world that she slid into at an exceedingly young age.<br />
Still she was forced to endure, not knowing anything else, not knowing how to escape, constantly bored, hating each moment with all her tutors but one, hating each party where she was nothing more than a doll, hating the lack of choices, hating just how bored she were at all times, how each smile was false, how each action were planned nothing truly living, how she was just a tool for advancement. This was her life, only dreaming of the day she could escape it as during one party her parents started to talk with another couple of how their son whom she went to school with although him a couple of years over her had caught her fancy, and how beneficial it would be for them to date. Not letting anything show at the moment but once they got home all she heard from her parents was how to play this well, how to behave, and that if she played her cards right so would it be a very beneficial marriage, their families could work together, joining their businesses, ensuring a legacy for the family, for their money, and secure the future for her and all her siblings. Mortified as she argued with her parents over that she had no interest in the guy, he was ugly, dull and nothing that interested her, besides she was interested in another girl, that was the child of a babysitter for another family and she had finally managed to awaken her interest. Something she should not have let slide, neither her interest in a girl nor her status as she was severely reprimanded, her tutor taken from her and denied all things she enjoyed until she would behave and let go of these childish things, along with looking into getting her into therapy to get over this phase.<br />
Fighting it for a while, but soon agreeing as she secretly packs up her things, not that it took much effort her parents wouldn´t have noticed if she so did it with her door open and screamed at how she was doing it. Waiting for a time to get over to the guy, but making sure that she was there when she knew he would not be home, causing a scandal that she made certain got known, whose rumors would spread and at least temporarily taint her parents reputation. Then grabbing her things and leaving home never to look back, but leaving a message to her parents of what she had done along with a list of things she would do would they try and drag her back home. The advantage of having more dirt that she could prove than any P.I could ever begin to dream of digging up as her new life of freedom began.<br />
<br />
==Seven lives==<br />
What followed next was the era which she refers to her seven lives, her life until now having been a prelude as she found her path in life, constantly moving from one thing to the next, seldom sticking in one path, with one fake name or new persona after the other. Some few threads lingering through them all or most yet most of them relatively different, always as someone new until a kiss, a moment of terror, followed by the grandest bliss she had ever known put it all to an end.<br />
<br />
==The embrace==<br />
As she awoke a new and in a sense final existence began, staying with her Sire for a while before being sent away, the passion between them like so commonly for her family having been explosive and intense, and now faded into nothingness, perhaps one day they would meet again but for now their life together was over.<br />
<br />
==Arrival==<br />
Not making much noise or anything to truly stand out or be talked about before one night having showed up in Sacramento.<br />
<br />
==Rise and fall of a Priscus==<br />
Not having been in the city for long before seeing the members of her family leave one by one, from their numbers having rapidly grown to as rapidly starting to decline, amongst them their Priscus with nothing but a final letter left in their shared abode. Soon after meeting with the few members of note within her family that was still within the city, where she unchallenged and uncontested stepped forward to lay claim to be the successor of former Priscus Verity. Only to find herself the sole member of note of her family when it came time to officially announce having claimed the title in February of 2025.<br />
<br />
==Merits==<br />
*{{Has Merit|Distinctive voice|4|Description=Harmonious sweet-toned}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|4|Description=Bewitching}}<br />
<br />
==Hooks== <br />
*Everything should be experienced at least once: Ever seeking for something that can kindle the embers within Alicia will gladly try nearly anything at least once.<br />
<br />
*I can make that: The only limitation to what can be created with the right formula is the lack of having found said formula, learning of or discovering new ones one of the few constant pleasures of existence.<br />
<br />
*Change is enjoyment: Ever the self acclaimed chameleon Alicia will happily indulge in chances to explore a new persona for the night.<br />
<br />
*There is nothing stronger than blood: The danse is eternal, the past will one day haunt you, no one survives alone, why not danse with blood?</div>Skyehttp://nwod.org/wiki/index.php/File:Skye.jpgFile:Skye.jpg2024-12-18T13:58:35Z<p>Skye: uploaded a new version of &quot;File:Skye.jpg&quot;</p>
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
|Quote=Heart of a warrior, mind of a huntress.<br />
|box1=Presence (Calming) {{dot4}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Alluring) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Fireproofing}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Nightsight}}<br />
{{Has Rote|Honing the Form}}<br />
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*{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Sanctum|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Hallow|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Workshop|1}}<br />
: Woodworking<br />
*{{Has Merit|Fast Reflexes|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Archery|2}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|High Speech|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Parkour|1}}<br />
*{{Has Merit|Quick Draw|1}}<br />
: Melee <br />
*{{Has Merit|Resources|2}}<br />
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=Arcana=<br />
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*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Life|Mastery=Adept}}<br />
*{{Has Arcana|Arcana=Prime|Mastery=Initiate}}<br />
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*[[Position::Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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|threadid=41956<br />
|Avatar=Anastasia EG<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Striking Looks|2<br />
|Description=Alluring<br />
}}<br />
{{Has Merit|Extemporaneous Affinity|5}}<br />
*[[Position::Talon]] of the [[Adamantine Arrow]]<br />
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<div>{{Char<br />
|threadid=47283<br />
|Avatar=Daria Moroz<br />
|Quote=Who I was yesterday is not who I am today.<br />
|box1=Presence (Breathtaking) {{dot5}}<br />
|box2=Striking looks (Bewitching) {{dot4}}<br />
|box3=Distinctive voice (Harmoniously sweet-toned) {{dot2}}<br />
}}<br />
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<br />
==Early life==<br />
Born as the oldest of three children, each of them blessed in their own regards, her younger sister the musically talented one able to play various instruments with a perfect pitch from an early age, her brother blessed with intelligence well beyond his years skipping several grades, and she blessed with the looks and beauty to outshine nearly anyone she ever encountered. Unfortunately for her though being the only one of her siblings born before her family´s status and her mothers old life really changed. Her father a up and coming socialite in New York, her mother a former hippie esque woman who hadn´t really given up on her old ways yet, still having vague memories of the eras when things were well or perhaps just imagining it, but soon her father hit it big, accrued a stronger name along with the wealth to go with it, and her mother turning into a socialite wife. Engaging in various things that made the family look good, giving up her own former dreams as money changed them both. No longer was fun or family time really important, the warmth she can still recall right before her eyes closes for the day gone, now everything being about money, status or appearances. Forced to train in how to act, how to behave, how to be proper, how to use her looks and appearances to impress others. Not allowed to date as she pleased or do anything that was not for the benefit of the family name, each curiosity that peaked her interest denied, friends and their families vetted and looked over thoroughly before she was even allowed to spend time with them, her after school activities not a matter of choice but things decided by her parents for the paths they saw could yield them the most benefit. Only having one thing she was even allowed to indulge in but even then only as a reward after doing all else her parents forced upon her.<br />
Attending various social events the norm since her early teenage years, to be the proper one, her siblings lacking in her refinement meant all the more pressure upon her to be the one that made them look good, the one they could introduce as their shining star even if it was all just tied to her looks and manners, the only symbol left of old being her name, the one reminder that her life hadn´t always been so stuck up, so dull, so predictable. Even though she hated the name, so was it one thing she could never truly discard due to the associational memories it held, still it irked her each time her parents or teasing siblings uttered it always preferring to use her middle name instead. Not like she saw them much, most of her time was either spent with a tutor or sitter as her parents either traveled, or worked, not even sure if her younger siblings could recall a warm moment with them as to her it was such a distant memory and they were born into this world that she slid into at an exceedingly young age.<br />
Still she was forced to endure, not knowing anything else, not knowing how to escape, constantly bored, hating each moment with all her tutors but one, hating each party where she was nothing more than a doll, hating the lack of choices, hating just how bored she were at all times, how each smile was false, how each action were planned nothing truly living, how she was just a tool for advancement. This was her life, only dreaming of the day she could escape it as during one party her parents started to talk with another couple of how their son whom she went to school with although him a couple of years over her had caught her fancy, and how beneficial it would be for them to date. Not letting anything show at the moment but once they got home all she heard from her parents was how to play this well, how to behave, and that if she played her cards right so would it be a very beneficial marriage, their families could work together, joining their businesses, ensuring a legacy for the family, for their money, and secure the future for her and all her siblings. Mortified as she argued with her parents over that she had no interest in the guy, he was ugly, dull and nothing that interested her, besides she was interested in another girl, that was the child of a babysitter for another family and she had finally managed to awaken her interest. Something she should not have let slide, neither her interest in a girl nor her status as she was severely reprimanded, her tutor taken from her and denied all things she enjoyed until she would behave and let go of these childish things, along with looking into getting her into therapy to get over this phase.<br />
<br />
Fighting it for a while, but soon agreeing as she secretly packs up her things, not that it took much effort her parents wouldn´t have noticed if she so did it with her door open and screamed at how she was doing it. Waiting for a time to get over to the guy, but making sure that she was there when she knew he would not be home, seducing his sister that was in the same class as her as a final finger to her family, then grabbing her things and leaving home never to look back, but leaving a message to them of what she had done along with a list of things she would do would they try and drag her back home. The advantage of having more dirt that she could prove than any P.I could ever begin to dream of digging up as her new life of freedom began.<br />
<br />
==Hooks== <br />
*Everything should be experienced at least once: Ever seeking for something that can kindle the embers within Alicia will gladly try nearly anything at least once.<br />
<br />
*I can make that: The only limitation to what can be created with the right formula is the lack of having found said formula, learning of or discovering new ones one of the few constant pleasures of existence.<br />
<br />
*Change is enjoyment: Ever the self acclaimed chameleon Alicia will happily indulge in chances to explore a new persona for the night.<br />
<br />
*There is nothing stronger than blood: The danse is eternal, the past will one day haunt you, no one survives alone, why not danse with blood?</div>Skye