#veil:intro

[vampiricbyrne]

(NATALIA DYER, ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY EIGHT, SHE/HER) We have been waiting for a while, but OONAGH BYRNE was finally spotted in the village today. People heard whispers that they are a VAMPIRE that is hellbent on [ staying away ] from the veils. Will they succeed? Only time can tell. Until then we will keep a close eye on them as they listen to HUNGER BY FLORENCE + THE MACHINE and search for AISLING QUINN, their EX-FAMILIAR. (Ali, she/they, 22, aest)

TW: death, abuse

Oonagh O’Broin was born in 1832 to a long line of witches. For generations, they’d practiced in the fair Emerald Isle of Ireland. But where in times past, they would openly practice, in more recent times they had become secretive and private.

Oonagh was the youngest of the six children, and she knew almost nothing of the world beyond their home and the woods. Anything they required from in town was fetched by her father, and then her eldest siblings. On rare occasions that she was allowed to accompany them, she wasn’t permitted to speak to any of the townsfolk.

From childhood, she’d always been different to her family. They practiced dark magic, and urged her to as well, but Oonagh was drawn elsewhere. Alone, in secret, she would practice light magic.

When she was caught, her father would punish her awfully, but Oonagh couldn’t help herself.

The famine that began in 1845 didn’t touch her family much–they had means to provide for themselves–but it did change their diet and Oonagh heard of whispers from the town of the devastation far and wide.

When she was thirteen, she began to feel something. A pull at her soul, like something was missing. She didn’t know what it was at first, until she met her.

Aisling Quinn, the girl who appeared in the middle of the night while Oonagh was practicing spells her father would never approve of. Whose hair shone white under the moon. Oonagh felt that bond between them that night, even if she didn’t know its significance.

She told Aisling to go home to her family as the dawn began to break, meeting her only in secret as they discovered what this bond was. Until Oonagh’s older brother Fionn uncovered the truth.

He told Oonagh’s father, who was both furious with his daughter and delighted to have a familiar in the family. As far as he was concerned, Oonagh’s familiar would act on behalf of the whole family. The poor girl tried to resist, tried to fight back, but she was under her family’s thumb.

The family moved, taking Aisling with them, forcing Oonagh to command the other to come. Oonagh was distraught, and didn’t blame Aisling for distrusting or hating her.

But slowly, the two bonded over their plight. Trapped together with the abusive family.

By the time Oonagh turned 18, she was already plotting an escape. Stealing away with Aisling, she magicked their way onto a boat to the New World, knowing that nowhere in her homeland would be safe for them. But America? That could be their fresh start.

Oonagh struggled at first to adjust to her new life. She became Oonagh Byrne, anglicising her name. She’d never known life outside of her family, and they’d kept her so isolated from society that she needed to lean on Aisling for guidance.

Oonagh tried to let Aisling live her own life, but sometimes the witch needed her familiar by her side.

She didn’t begrudge Aisling her love of Marcus. She was thrilled to see her familiar, her only true friend and sister, so happy for the first time since she’d known her. But Marcus seemed to despise her, jealous that Aisling would pick her when Oonagh asked.

Never did she dream what would happen from that jealousy.

Oonagh didn’t know about the argument between Aisling and Marcus. She’d felt through the telepathic link that Aisling was upset, but it calmed down again. So that night, when she was awoken in her bed by Marcus, she was unprepared and vulnerable.

If he’d only spoken to her, he’d know she would’ve done anything to make Aisling happier.

She fought back as much as she could, screaming for Aisling to help her, but ultimately, the vampire sunk his teeth into her neck. There was pain and then darkness. She went limp, with the taste of Marcus’s blood forced into her mouth.

When Oonagh awoke, she was alone and hungry. She felt alone, no longer able to feel Aisling in her mind for the first time since she was thirteen. Her magic was gone, no longer able to touch it at her fingertips. She was dead, but not. She felt dead.

The next few days blurred together, but she knows that she killed in her hunger. She didn’t mean to, and before being turned would never have dreamed of killing. She’d spent her whole life fighting any pull to dark magic from her family, and now she was a monster of the night all the same.

She found Marcus, confronting him about what he did to her. She searched for Aisling, but decided before she could find her that she didn’t want to risk hurting her familiar.

Decades passed, Oonagh wandered the continent and then the world, never feeling quite welcome anywhere she went. She returned to Ireland once, to see the place she was born and how it had changed, and found little trace of her family left there, nor of her own life.

She has spent the last century mostly staying out of the affairs of others, leaving behind the kind witch who would’ve given her life to help others. The witch who used to try to heal any injured animal no longer flinches at death. As far as she’s concerned, Oonagh O’Broin died that night in Brooklyn.

She was drawn to Wildemont and didn’t plan to stay long, but the barrier prevented her from leaving.

Beneath the coldness she presents, the kind girl she was still exists, hidden behind 150 years of pain and loneliness. She’s spent a century and a half trying to fill the hunger in her soul that her magic and familiar left behind.

If you’d like to discuss connections, Oonagh has 150 years of life to fill! I’d love to fill it with some prior connections!

[ifyouseekaleksa]

A little get to know you...

( Ksenia Solo / 28 / She/Her ) We have been waiting for a while, but ALEKSA MIKHAILOVA was finally spotted in the village today. People heard whispers that she is a succubus that is hellbent on staying out of fixing the veil. Will she succeed? Only time can tell. Until then, we will keep a close eye on her as she listens to Contagious Chemistry by You Me At Six.

Well hello! I’m Kait, and I’ll be playing Aleksa with the fc of the GORGEOUS Ksenia Solo. I’m not gonna do a super in depth bio for her, just a few bullet points and maybe a few wanted connections! Please don’t hesitate to message me if you’d like to plot!

Aleksa was born in a small, poor suburb of Moscow, Russia. Russian is her first and best language, but she knows English- all be it with heavy accent. She grew up in foster care until the age of ten before she was adopted by an American couple.

Her adoption saw her leave her home country and what little life (and friends) she had behind in favor of Denver, Colorado in the United States. Here is where she spent most of her formative years, up until the age of sixteen when her... abilities began to manifest. Her adoptive parents, being frightened of the monster with glowing blue eyes disowned Aleksa and she was left on her own.

From sixteen onward she began to move around, crashing on couches and in hostels while making whatever money she could. This was how she stumbled into the world of underground fighting. Her ability gave her a unique edge (what with her rather strange gift of compulsions) and before long she had made a name for herself as a successful fighter. She’s suffered more than her fair share of injuries due to the nature of her work, but it’s nothing a little feeding can’t fix, thankfully.

In pursuit of grander fights (and of course more money) Aleksa made her way to England. Being illegal and without any legal claim to stay in the country, she tends to stay in the shadows and keep her nose down... unless she’s in the ring. When the veil fell and the name Wildemount began to circulate, she made her way there in the hopes of finding a place to hide among the chaos. After all, who would care about one little supernatural stowaway among a sea of monsters?

Now she lives in a small (llegally) subletted apartment in Wildemount. During the day when she needs to pay the bills, she can be found working at a small second hand book shop. Not the best pay, but it’s more than enough. At night? She can either be found in a ring or in a bed, depending on the current status of her hunger. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

Close Trusted Friend

Ex Lover

Food Buddy (aka someone she can feed on regularly to keep herself from getting hangry.)

TBD

[ofperdition]

(DANIEL GILLIES, 41/101, HE/HM) We have been waiting for a while, but DOCTOR ALASTAIR ROOK was finally spotted in the village today. People heard whispers that they are a VAMPIRE-WITCH HYBRID that is hellbent on getting involved in fixing the veil. Will they succeed? Only time can tell. Until then we will keep a close eye on them as they listen to THE PRISONER BY IRON MAIDEN.

Hello folks! I’m Link and I’m very excited to be here with you all. It’s been quite awhile since I’ve been in a supernatural rp, so I’m quite looking forward to getting back into it!

Alastair is (I think) an interesting character, and I hope that you will all enjoy the experience of interacting with him. 

The Backstory: 

- Born in 1919 to a returning soldier of a father and a witch of a mother, Alastair grew up in the English Countryside. His mother worked as a nurse, and his father a doctor, the pair of them traveling to the homes of the ill to heal them of their ailments. As a result of his parents’ professions, Alastair was exposed to the world of medicine early on. In his teen years, he was discovered to not be possessed of regular magical abilities, but instead had the ability to siphon magic. His development of these abilities opened his eyes to the world of the supernatural.

- Alastair followed in the footsteps of his parents, and went off and became a doctor in his own right, and during World War 2, he served as an army medic. The terror of the injuries inflicted on the battlefield were quite unlike anything he’d ever treated before, however, and he was struck with a sudden inspiration which would prove to be instrumental in shaping the rest of his life. Being aware of the healing properties of vampire blood, he used it to heal some of the more severe injuries sustained by soldiers, before he would siphon out the magic in the blood, thus removing it from their system. Using this method, he saved a great many lives that would have otherwise been lost, without creating any accidental vampires.

- Following World War 2, Alastair’s focus slowly began to shift. As his reputation grew, he was called upon to deal with more and more ailments that were supernatural in nature, including the removal of vampire blood from people’s systems, siphoning off the negative effects of curses, and more. However, his efforts were not restricted to helping the mortal deal with supernatural ailments; he also offered his aide to the supernatural themselves, doing things like siphoning the magic out of werewolf bites for vampires, and removing negative magical effects being inflicted on them, amongst other things. To Alastair, it made no difference; a life was a life, supernatural or not, and he would do his best to save as many as he could. 

- Unfortunately, it was the very fact that his reputation had grown to be quite extensive that made his susceptible to what happened next: A group of scientists from the U.S, who were conducting research involving the use of supernatural beings as weapons, captured Alastair and brought him back to the U.S. They understood that siphoners were exceptionally rare individuals, and that they were unique in their capability of being turned into vampire-witch hybrids. They used brain washing techniques on Alastair, programming command prompts into his brain, before they injected him with vampire blood and killed him, turning him into a vampire. Then, they used those command prompts to get him to do their bidding, effectively turning him into a living weapon.

- Alastair was stuck in this mode of servitude for nearly twenty years, and was sent on countless missions to eliminate targets. When he wasn’t being used, he was locked in a cramped cage, only given the bare minimum amount of blood needed for his survival. He wasn’t the only supernatural who was being used as an agent of destruction either; just one of the most effective. 

- Alastair’s escape came when a young vampire named Maria, whom he’d saved from the fatal effects of a werewolf bite years prior, witnessed him eliminating a target he’d been sent to kill, and followed him back to the lab where he was being kept. She killed the researchers and freed Alastair from his confines out of gratitude for how he had saved her all those years ago.

- Having finally been freed, Alastair now had to readjust to the outside world, to living amongst society now as a vampire. It took him several years to get a grip on himself and get his bloodlust under control, but once he did, he returned to being a practicing doctor, specializing in cases of the supernatural.

- These days,  Alastair is world renowned amongst the supernatural community. His own vampire blood, and the ability to immediately siphon the magic out has allowed him to save countless human lives as well. Hearing about what occurred in Wildermount, he felt that his presence would be valuable. He is intent on assisting with the repairing of the veil, but he’s more concerned with offering his unique skills and knowledge to anyone who might need it as these events unfold.