NAME: Aurora âRoryâ Young
PRONOUNS: She/Her
FACECLAIM: Hailee Steinfeld
AGE: 25
SPECIES: Witch
RANK:Â Lieutenant
OCCUPATION: R&D at Thorn and Moon Holistic Healing Clinic
BIOGRAPHY:
Aurora âRoryâ Young was born to a witch mother and human father. While the coven wasnât pleased with her motherâs choice to dilute the bloodline even further, by the time Rory was eight, it was clear that she was gifted. Rory was a science and math prodigy, building her own robots and figuring out solutions to complex questions beyond even the adults around her. She wasnât great at spell-castingâthe poor girl was terrible at itâbut she had a mind for tinkering and what she couldnât conjure with magic, she could mix with her growing love for mechanics and science and build entirely new magical objects.
While all it took was blood and training to make a witch powerful, the dedication and willpower to discover and invent new things to make up for oneâs weaknesses was wholly human.
In exchange for the covenâs acceptance of her father into their fold, even going so far as to employ him at their facilities, her parents willingly let Rory work with older witches in the coven, the ones that specialized in research and development. She would juggle her job at the lab during the evenings while attending school during the day. It was a lot of any child but Rory enjoyed every moment. It kept a gifted child like her occupied and challenged. It also helped that her parents worked in the same building. They loved her dearly and showered her with attention and affection whenever she had time.
Everything seemed to be going perfectly for the witch. After she graduated high school (early), she didnât even bother to go to college, knowing that the coven would keep her gainfully employed so long as they existed. She continued to work for them and had helped them make great strides in their research, working her way up to the Lieutenant rank even though she couldnât cast many spells that lasted longer than a few seconds. Although she knew that the coven was causing harm to people generally, she buried her head in the ground and focused on the science and magic, deeming the less savory aspects of the business none of her concern.
However, it couldnât last that way forever.
Rory couldnât believe, despite all the crime and dangers her family surrounded themselves in, the one that ruined it was tragically human. Rory had been tinkering away as usual when she received a call from the local hospital. She was an emergency contactâher parentsâ emergency contact. A hit and run, they said. Rory didnât really hear the rest, her phone dropping in shock when the doctors told her they did all they could. And just like that, the most important people in her life was gone.
With the heaviest heart, Rory was forced to deal with the aftermath of some other idiotâs decision. She was angry and hated the world, but still carried on knowing it was what her parentsâ would have wanted. She handled her parentsâ affairs with grace, smiling through her inner turmoil as the people whose lives were touched by them sent their condolences. It was all too much and Rory just wanted the world to swallow her whole.
Still, she wasnât alone. Rory had the coven to rely on for support and they took her in like the family they had become to her. While it didnât make coming home to an empty house any easier, it at least gave Rory some place to spend all her hours, allowing her to work away at what always made her happy: magical objects. She continued to dedicate all her timeâand by some margins, her lifeâto the cause. If there was a sudden explosion in the witchâs compound, it was safe to say Rory was behind it, but she never created enough damage for them to worry too muchâŠ.yet.
If Rory isnât at work, she is tinkering away at home, working on personal projects that donât benefit their organization so much as they just seemed fun to her. As far as she was concerned, so long as her hands and mind were busy, she couldnât dwell on the loss and that was a pit she definitely didnât want to jump in to. Part of her is worried that, if she allowed herself to find shelter in the darkness, she wouldnât have the patience for human laws to inflict justice on the man that had taken her parents from herânot when she had the power to do it herself.





















