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anora balcoin ⸻ vampyre-strega ⸻ nina dobrev fc

kisa montenegro ⸻ lamia ⸻ eiza golzalez fc

vanessa de'mor ⸻ strega ⸻ phoebe tonkin fc

[charliecox]

“You should make peace with your God.”

[holxpyre]

"Sorry,  I  thought  these  heels  were  a  perfectly  solid  indication  of  my  imminent  arrival.  Have  you  been  lost  in  thought,  or  something?  My  gosh,  did  I  interrupt  a  thought?"  Alexa  has  not  had  a  genuine  thought  in  years.  She  spent  too  much  time  with  humans  to  be  in  any  need  of  using  a  brain.  They  were  better  enjoyed  without  one.  For  the  most  part,  anyway.  Occasionally  she  would  take  a  semester  at  some  prestigious  ivy  league  university  so  she  could  have  hot  babes  explain  things  to  her.  It  was  so  attractive  when  people  spoke  of  things  they  loved.  She  even  tried  it  with  Sigmund  Freud  but  her  charms  did  not  work.  She  came  to  realise  it  was  likely  because  she  bared  no  resemblance  to  his  mother.  --  Her  attention  is  shifted  from  the  father  of  weirdo  psychology  to  an  art  exhibit.  "Oh  how  exciting!  I  have  some  of  his  works,  would  you  like  to  borrow  them?"  she  briefly  dated  Vincent  Van  Gogh's  younger  brother  Theo,  before  he  met  Johanna,  that  is.  Theo  and  Johanna  just  clicked  really  well.  Alexa  had  no  idea  at  the  time  that  Vince's  art  would  amount  to  somethig.  Man  produced  over  two  thousand  paintings  in  just  a  decade,  it  seemed  excessive  but,  alas,  time  added  value.  "And  the  other  part?  Of  the  exhibit?"  curious  brow  perked  at  the  question  as  she  started  pulling  out  the  lunch.  "More  importantly,  what  are  we  wearing?  I'll  be  going  to  Milan  fashion  week  end  of  the  month  I  want  to  know  what  sort  of  vibe  I should look  out for."  finally,  she  settled  into  a  seat  and  took  the  first  bite.  "Cosimo  made  these.  They're  exceptional.  Dare  I  say,  divine?"  referring  to  the  salad.  "Hey  are  you  alright?"

[unholyblud]

❝ ⸻ any thoughts interrupted by you is welcomed. ❞ anora found herself genuinely chuckling at alexa's words regarding interrupted thoughts . despite her ways and words , anora knew that if alexa truly used her mind , she is a force to reckon with . Not that she wasn't one already . Alexa had a way about her that you just let yourself be carried away and tied into whatever she wanted to do . the things so far were things anora did not mind doing with her . she could easily say no if she wanted to , but she enjoys her time with the daemon . ❝ seriously ? It would mean a lot and I promise to take care of the art you lend . ❞ Anora actually perked up on the offer . Van gogh was one of her favorite artists and the art exhibit was one she actually was excited for and worked hard into bringing it to life . ❝ Underworld: Imagining the Afterlife . that's the tittle for the other one . it's exploring ancient Greek ideas about death and the underworld through art . we even got some obols found .  They'd put them in the mouth of the recently deceased ... to pay the 'ferryman' . entertainments for humans . I'm thinking on wearing a simple black lace dress or white . ❞ Anora's sensed when to the salad . Although it was a simple meal not just everyone could make a very good salad . sitting down , the hybrid took the lunch and bit into it . ❝ remind me to return the favor to cosimo . ❞ she munched before her question made her think . ❝ Sort of . I've been thinking about ... my sister . it's been almost 3 years and all . ❞

[fatelore]

logan  freezes  mid-step,  half-crouched  among  the  wreckage  of  a  shattered  display  case.  claw  marks  gouge  the  wood,  the  faint  scent  of  panic  still  hanging  in  the  air.  he  straightens  slowly,  shoulders  tight  ⸻  caught  like  his  hand  was  in  the  cookie  jar.  shit.  of  all  the  people  to  walk  in.  ❛  relax,  it's  me.  ❜  he  says  quickly,  lifting  his  hands  as  if  that  will  somehow  make  the  chaos  hidden  behind  the  corner  less  obvious.  his  eyes  flick  toward  the  broken  trail  of  artifacts,  then  back  to  her,  gauging  whether  she's  going  to  scream.  ❛  pup  lost  control.  i  tracked  him  here  before  things  got  worse.  ❜  inside,  his  gut  twists  with  frustration  ⸻  he  should  have  caught  the  kid  sooner,  should've  kept  this  from  spilling  into  human  territory. his  jaw  clenches  and  then  relaxes.  ❛  you  guys  got  insurance  here,  right  ?  ❜

[unholyblud]

❝ ⸻ insurance for an ancient vase that's valued for 25,000 dollars ? ❞ That alone made her laugh and motioned for him to step away from it . ❝ I'll file it under pup losing control . ❞ She lightly teased but wasn't too worried about it . She could fix it . ❝ where's the pup now ? Is he still lost ? I can help track him ... A small excuse to get a small break from work ❞ pretedning to be artemisia who is a known workaholic was a bit annoying . Although the job did came with its perks . She always enjoyed the histories and arts . Being a twin with almost identacle tastes served its purpose .

❝ don't worry about the vase ❞ unlike artemisia , she wouldn't yell at him over it .

[evermyth]

the reaction is unexpected , but it leaves an amused expression on the vampyr's features . he hums at the curses thrown at him , but he manages to stifle his laughter . ❛ please . i am not that scary , unless i want to be . ❜ amir teases as he steps closer , offering her a single nod of his head . ❛ i am aware . the exhibit is not what i am here for . ❜ he lifts the book in his hands in the air , the cover revealing just how ancient it must be . ❛ one of your colleagues asked me to have a look at this . i promised to drop it off . i do apologize for startling you . that was never my intention . ❜

[unholyblud]

❝ ⸻ I find that a little hard to believe with a visage like yours . ❞ Anora lightly laughed as she shook her head . Placing the box on the table . Eyes landing on the book . It's pages clearly made of materials that have not been used in a very long time . the book's spine screaming for it to get restored but still had a strong hold on the pages . ❝ my mind has been a bit preoccupied . Usually , I'm more aware of my surroundings . No need to apologize . ❞ Anora smiled at him for reassurance that it was fine . ❝ I lead you to their office . although , I am curious myself in the book . Just looking at it , I can tell the pages are papyrus . ❞

[fatelore]

the  morning  begins  with  all  four  of  them.  small  hands  clutching  hers  and  leopold's,  schoolbags  bouncing  with  each  step.  lielle  walks  ahead  with  pride  while  little  victorine  lingers  between  her  parents,  nervous  but  brave  for  her  very  first  day  with  the  coven's  tutors.  leopold  walks  with  them  until  the  path  turns  toward  the  apotheca.  he  kisses  their  daughters'  heads,  squeezes  her  hand,  and  departs  for  the  shop,  leaving  aurelina  to  guide  the  girls  the  rest  of  the  way.  at  the  door  of  the  teaching  hall,  aurelina  lingers  until  both  girls  disappear  inside,  pride  and  tenderness  swelling  in  her  chest. the  walk  home  is  quieter,  the  strega's  steps  unhurried  beneath  the  mild  september  sun.  but  halfway  down  the  street,  a  flicker  of  nausea  rises  so  suddenly  that  she  has  to  pause.  she  finds  herself  easing  against  the  low  stone  wall,  one  hand  bracing  against  her  skirts  as  though  stilling  the  earth  beneath  her.  after  a  breath,  she  tips  her  face  to  the  breeze,  hoping  it  will  carry  the  heaviness  away  ...  when  @startingprophecies's  footsteps  draw  near. ❛  i  am  alright.  i  just  need  a  minute.  ❜

[unholyblud]

In unfamiliar skies , people often see each other more clearly as if for the first time . coming to this island , she knew would be good for her siblings and her . Sort of . she had hoped so . taking the land and home back that belonged to them . she knew her ancestors have created enemies over the centuries . wanting them dead and all . what her ancestors did to most . it never bothered her and she didn't much care if ill thoughts were directed at her because of the name she carried . If it was directed at her siblings on the other hands , she wasn't afraid to be the bad guy for their sake .

she just came from dropping off one of them to school when she noticed the strega .

sharp cold eyes narrowed with slight concern until they were a faint greenish glitter , like a forest pool far back in the shadow of trees , when she saw the woman low against the stone wall . ❝ ⸻ You don't look alright . ❞ Vanessa bluntly spoke as she reached into her bag and pulled out an unopened water bottle , she always carries with her . ❝ drink this . Have you had anything to eat at all this morning ? ❞

[holxpyre]

Alexa  jumped  in  response.  She  did  not  recall  Artemisia  having  such  a  quiet  step.  It  was  uncanny.  "Well  you  did  not  have  to  shout.  Artie.  It  is  quite  literally  just..."  she  looks  around,  unsure  of  what  she's  looking  at.  All  this  modern  stuff  was  incredibly  illogical.  "--  what  even  is  this?  Actually,  no.  No  I  do  not  care.  I  am  not  here  for  the  exhibit,  I  am  here  for  lunch.  I  texted."  it  is  almost  offensive,  she  typed  that  message  out  with  her  own  fingers  and  a  fresh  manicure.  "I  brought  salad."

[unholyblud]

❝  you gave me a small fright , alexa . ❞ Anora walked over to the table and set the box down . furrowing her eyebrows she reached for her back pocket for her phone and saw her text . ❝ There will be two exhibits . One will be all about the arts like these ❞ she looked over at the paintings . ❝ ⸻ with painters like van gogh and gustav klimt . you should care . Opening night you're coming with me and I worked real hard to get other museums to trade me these . ❞ she told her wanting to avoid going with artemisia's actual lover . ❝ and I'm sorry , time slipped by and I had it on silence . a salad sounds delicious right now with lots of tomatoes . ❞ She offered her a smile . She liked alexa . too bad she thought that she was artemisia .

[opulentics]

          " got a light ? " lounged out on the railing of ambrosia before her shift with something pre rolled rather than inside of the club where her shift started in two minutes. a winning smile was offered towards them as marina gestured to the joint betwixt her fingertips, plum hues sparkling with mischief. " you can have a hit in exchange. " hopefully they had a disposition for it, since she didn't have time to babysit a lightweight. 

[unholyblud]

❝ ⸻ Pass , I'm a drinker not a smoker ... unless it's the hookah . ❞ Vanessa mused over before taking the joint from her . ❝ But I can treat you to a small party trick . ❞ She smirked with the joint in between her lips and mentally lit it . small simple magic , before handing it back to her . ❝ buy me a drink instead . ❞

[opulentics]

          plum eyes turned onto the other in surprise, looking her up and down in confusion. " you're a little jumpy, aren't you ? " marina spoke, not bothered that she was in a place in the stoa that she wasn't supposed to be in. she didn't care much about the exhibits and was there because an acquaintance had wanted to go to, but she'd gone in the opposite direction once she'd fibbed about leaving for the restroom. " sorry. " she wasn't. " i was looking at the displays, but i guess i found something beautiful either way. "

[unholyblud]

❝ ⸻ a little too into my job to bother to notice . wasn't expecting visitors . ❞ Anora corrected . was it a lie ? not completely . she was in her head , but not about work . the hybrid sighed as she moved to place the box on the table in front of them . ❝ How cute . what is it exactly do you find beautiful in this room ? ❞ She chuckled as she started taking out a couple obols , ancient Greek coins . ❝ ever seen one of these ? They're very old. People used to call them obols.  ❞

[unholyblud]

@startingprophecies .

location : the stoa of mysteries .

pretending to be artemisia was easy but it sometimes still caught her off guard with how close she was with come people in the island. taking her life while pretending to be DEAD . she often wondered when will she be exposed . being deep in thought anora turned the corner and suddenly jumped . ❝ ⸻ By the gods. FUCK. ❞ Anora wasn't expecting to see anyone at the exhibit that was yet to open to the public . Almost dropping the box in her hand , the brunette chuckled at herself for getting jumped scared like that . ❝ this exhibit isn't open for the public yet . ❞

[sunriserecords]

the aqua waves crashed against the white sandy beach, a picture of tranquility and she lifted a glass of red to her lips. thinking of those who had recently turned and who had died with a stake in their chest. the bell chimes and she turns away from the sea, a curve of a smile on her red lips. " what can i get you ? " she had blood on ice for the clan. " pick your poison. "

[unholyblud]

❝ ⸻ Be a doll and surprise me . ❞ Vanessa had arrived to the island a month ago . She was now getting the chance to explore the island . whispers of her being a de'mor was nothing new to her . After all , people thought the bloodline were all dead . ❝ new to the island and I'll try just about anything . ❞

[fxllensarchievd]

location, the drunken oracle.

“Nah, I’m cool. It’s just a scratch.” One of the patrons had gotten a little too handsy, which usually happened with the locals that spent most their time at the bar. “I’m alright.” A little bit of blood never hurt anybody. “Should see the other guy.” The corners of his mouth twitched then, lips pursed as he opened the door for them to go back inside. “Your friends still inside?”

[unholyblud]

❝ ⸻ A scratch the might require stitches or possibly get infected if not seen or treated ? ❞ Kisa raised an eyebrow at him . It's never a surprise when someone at the oracle required medical help . Honestly she should start charging on her time off . besides she was still in uniform and her plan was to grab a drink before heading home ❝ Come on , let me have a look . Not sure about them being inside . I think partner said something about having time off tomorrow so he's going to aphrodisia ❞

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  𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 :   anora balcoin   ››   strega-vampyre   ››  nina dobrev  .

❛❛   aesthetic.  ❜❜   ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻ wildfires ablaze in the cold dead winter night , a creation both haunted and holy , and cracks and damage on holy statues. . ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻  

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*   ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻  &. ( nina dobrev / 30 (33) / she + her ) touched by destiny, artemisa anora balcoin steps onto the shores of kairos. the strega-vampyr has threads woven with. they are accompanied by whispers of a prophecy: ❛ in shadows deep where silence weaves, two souls are bound by fate’s deceives. born alike, yet paths diverge, in mirrored lives their secrets surge. ❜ only time will tell if the enigma is here to fulfill their fate or bring about its ultimate undoing.

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full name : artemisia anora balcoin .

age : 30/33.

date of birth : december 21st.

occupation : curator .

species : strega-vampyre .

language(s) spoken : english  ,  latin ,  bulgarian , greek .

hair color :  brown .

eye color : brown .

notable scars : n/a .

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positive: passionate  ,  resilient .

negative: unpredictable ,  secretive .

moral alignment: chaotic good .

deadly sin : lust .

element : water .

alcohol use : when the needs call for it .

prone to violence? : yes .

drives / motivations : herself .

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father : unknown  † .

mother : esther balcoin  † .

sibling : artemisia balcoin ( twin ) .

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⸻ one was suppose to be born and instead , esther gave birth to two. born on december 21st as the youngest daughter of esther balcoin, and twin sister of Artemisia. for the balcoins , twins were considered to be an extremely bad omen which caused her mother to declare that she would rid of her ; however she was convinced to keep her .

⸻  Anora grew up very differently from Artemisia , and it was no secret that artemisia was the favored child out of the two. Still, her sister often snuck behind their mother's back and secretly grew close to one another. Unaware of the fact that at times they would often switch places with one another.  

⸻ As a teenager, Anora wrecked havok. Considering she had no one that cared for her other than her sister Anora did whatever she wanted. Having a mother who would turn her back on her daughter , ignore your very existence and even hurt you, she had enough and decided to fight back.

⸻ the moment she turned 15 , she got emancipated. Going on with the wrong crowd she ran off and made quite the impact on many lives. Be it good or bad. Despite her actions, Anora still kept her kindness intact. She only hurt those who hurt her or hurt the ones who deserved it. She helped those like her. The brokens and shunned. While others saw her as a cruel and even as to call her a monster , those she had helped understood and knew her for who she was.

⸻ Upon hearing what her daughter has been up to and even seeing the aftermath of her past confrontations, esther decided to rid of the very thing she saw as a monster. The daughter who reminded her of the man who fathered both Artemisia and Anora. Artemisia being the obedient daughter that she was went with her mother in search of her sister. Unknown to her that their mother was planning on Killing Anora.

⸻ It wasn’t long before esther located her daughter. Trapping her ,  Artemisia talked to her in coming back. Believing that the coven would take her in and their mother changed ways. To which Anora just laughed. Mocking them, she saw into her mother’s eyes and knew. Her intentions with her was to kill her. Artemisia protested against it before esther told Aremisiathat she had to be the one to kill her. Arguments blew out and Anoa took the chance of them arguing to figure out a way to escape from the bind they put her in. Succeeding, esther watched before she took action and tried to kill her before Artemisia got in the way. Angered esther attacked both her daughters. The fight between the three blew over as fire destroyed the room and resulted in anora killing her mother but artemisia getting hurt in the process. Anora catching artemisia as she fell to the floor noticed her bleeding.

⸻ Despite the small resentment for always being favored , They were half of each other. Artemisia made Anora promise to go back to their home , that she needed to finish her unfinished business for her but anora had no idea what that was , never got the chance to know what she meant by it as the flames engulfed the room and she had to get out. 

⸻ It was a week after artemisia and her mother’s death and she wasn’t sure what she had promised. She didn’t wanted to go back simply because the memories she held there weren’t so pleasant other than the ones with her sister and she knew for sure they would kill her as punishment for killing a coven member. Even if they could choose another.

⸻ Deciding to head back, she made sure, she took everything her sister brought with her. Relieved on the fact that Artemisia always kept a journal, she easily took up the role. for the past 3 years, they all still believe it was Anora who killed esther and died in the fire that night and it was Artemisia that came back to them. Some justifying why she acted so differently was on the fact that she had witnessed her beloved mother die at the hand of her twin sister and had to kill Anora . 

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  𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 :   vanessa de'mor   ››   strega   ››  phoebe tonkin  .

❛❛   aesthetic.  ❜❜   ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻ being crafted from the darkness between the stars , biting the hands of the gods , and blood spatters all over her visage . ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻  

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*   ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻  &. ( phoebe tonkin / 35 / she + her ) touched by destiny, vanessa de'mor steps onto the shores of kairos. the strega has threads woven . they are accompanied by whispers of a prophecy: ❛ when divine is awakened, so too are the forces of evil. and these two forces will clash as it has been since the beginning. ❜ only time will tell if the devil’s advocate is here to fulfill their fate or bring about its ultimate undoing.

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full name : vanessa de'mor .

age : 35 .

date of birth : september 21st.

occupation : owner of funeral home & morgue / pathologist .

species : strega .

language(s) spoken : english  ,  latin ,  german , greek .

hair color :  brown .

eye color : green .

notable scars : n/a .

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positive : fervent  ,  protective .

negative : stubborn  ,  dark .

moral alignment : chaotic .

deadly sin : greed .

element : darkness .

alcohol use : everyday .

prone to violence? : yes .

drives / motivations : her siblings .

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father : mr. de’mor . † .

mother : mrs. de’mor .  †

sibling : four out of seven are dead .

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death always seems to follow the De'mors family. and through tragedies and no matter how much many tried to rid of them, one always seems to survive. The De’mors Family is a descendant line of dark practitioners, who’s line can be traced back to one of the origins of dark magic and necromancy . The de'mor were believed to had been eradicated by hunters & streghe whom looked down on them, but one remained hidden. The family is infamous for their terrible acts of evil committed over the years.

⸻ The de’mor family are one of the many families that came and settled in island of kairo a long time ago . since then they have dealt with many funerals and medical examination in town . they are especially around during the war although never took sides as it was not beneficial to them .  Generations and generations prior , the family are known to live where they work . until 500 years ago in which the hill house estate burned down with the family in it. many believing the de'mor were now all gone.  

⸻  after all,  many who know darkness always follow the de’mor family. and through tragedies and no matter how much many tried to rid of them, one always seems to survive. leaving the island , two survivors left in secret and continued the line and their family ways.

⸻   Born on the first day of fall exactly when the clock struck exactly twelve, vanessa took her first breath into the world after her oldest brother vladimir. Being the oldest of seven kids . the house was pretty chaotic to say at least .

⸻   vanessa from a young age was a prodigy in magic . especially the dark aspect of it . she grew up loved and loving her siblings . dotting on them when their parents were too busy along with her older brother .  Despite how stressful and chaotic it sometimes was , vanessa meets every challenge head on. Her siblings and sometimes even her father , often turning to her for anything as during the time she was eight , their mother had left them and town once she found out who her father truly was and the meaning of their family name.

⸻ he would raise vladimir and vanessa as the de'mor family prior did. with vanessa and her brother being the oldest and most talented their father mostly focused on the them he wanted to see the two become strong and bring back the fear of the de'mor name. yet it will never come to pass and he will never see either of his kids grow for when vanessa turned 15 , tragedy struck the de’mor house hold . Her father and 4 of her siblings killed right before her eyes.

⸻   in order to keep her and her siblings out of foster homes , vanessa used magic to keep many away , up until they were of age . vanessa willing to do whatever it takes to keep her siblings out of foster care: by the time she was suppose to graduate she remarked that she’s almost positive she doesn’t want kids of her own since “her siblings are her kids"

⸻   during these past years vanessa had been keeping with her family’s works .  the darker secrets of the family and their works was a legacy aside from their dark magic . 

⸻   forging documents and faking her degrees , vanessa took over her family business and the likes . doing what her father taught her. when cleaning out the attic, vanessa found an old deed of a funeral home & morgue that resided in the island of kairos. she heard whispers of it and just seeing the name , vanessa decided to move and take back what was theirs a month ago. while it was now still a morgue and funeral home with the name change , it was easy to take everything and the land back when you have rights and the deed.

⸻ vanessa would work for anyone with the right price, especially  for  vampyre who were smart enough to know about them as they helped rid of the bodies in secret they didn’t want to be found . vanessa has no intentions on taking sides other than the ones of her remaining siblings and if the island burns and many die in the process as long as they are safe its a bonus to her . 

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 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 :   kisa montenegro   ››   lamia   ››  eiza gonzalez  .

❛❛   aesthetic.  ❜❜   ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻ biting flesh before apples ; spilling ichor in her wake , the sweetest taste coated on your tongue , such a terrible thing to do to a little girl . ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻  

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*   ⸻   ◜   ❏  . ⸻  &. ( eiza gonzalez / 30 / she + her ) touched by destiny, kisa montenegro steps onto the shores of kairos. the lamia has threads woven . they are accompanied by whispers of a prophecy: ❛ you’re blind to the corruption in your life, to the house you live in, those you live with- you are the scourge of your own flesh and blood, the dead below the earth and the living here above, and the double lash of your mother and your father’s curse. ❜ only time will tell if the siren is here to fulfill their fate or bring about its ultimate undoing.

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full name : kisa montenegro .

age : 30 .

date of birth : june 21st.

occupation : emt / bottle girl on the weekends  .

species : lamia .

language(s) spoken : english  ,  spanish ,   greek .

hair color :  brown .

eye color : brown .

notable scars : n/a .

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positive : resourceful ,  fierce .

negative : unapologetic ,  impulsive.

moral alignment : true neutral .

deadly sin : greed .

element : earth.

alcohol use : socially .

prone to violence? : when provoked .

drives / motivations : her loved ones and her job .

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grandfather : ramon montenegro.

father : unknown . †

mother : renata montenegro. †

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⸻  the montenegros are a small family of hunters that kisa was never suppose to be born into. known for hating all supernatural and wanting to eradicate them, but as fate would have it , renata montenegro found love where it wasn't suppose to be and the price was paid with her lover's life when her father , ramon , killed him .

⸻ when renata found out she was pregnant, she had no other choice but to run away and leave the hunting life behind. for the next 8 months, ramon spent most of his resources looking for his only daughter. unaware of the fact that she was pregnant , until she finally found her .

⸻ for a moment he was unsure of what to feel other than she had to terminate . kill the possible shifter . renata begged and pleaded and screamed at her father. the stress of it all made her water break and without a choice ramon , took her to the hospital. unfortunately , renata would not survive childbirth. leaving the crying baby in the arms and care of her father.

⸻ ramon gave one look at the crying baby and realized he couldn't go through in killing the baby. by the family code , he should have done it. Gotten rid of the small abomination tainting the montenegro bloodline. It only made him realize just how drilled the family code is in their head. the montenegro children raised to be little soldiers. something his daughter always said she did not want.

⸻ at first , ramon didn't know what to do but decisions were made after a month and he decided to move and raise his granddaughter , kisa , as normal as he could . learning about kairos after 5 years , he moved packed their bags and moved. there he paid a strega to spell a necklace in surprising kisa's ability to shift.

⸻ deciding to keep the veil down to the supernatural world , ramon raised kisa as normal as he could. other than taking the girl on their yearly hunting trip and fishing trip , while ramon would care for her , kisa would do the same. looking out for one another. While she knows her mother died giving birth to her , kisa never asks about her father considering she once did and the face her grandfather made scared her as a little girl .

⸻ kisa knew who she was from a very early age. For as long as kisa could remember, everybody loved her. She never knew exactly what it was. She just knew that she had something special. Something intangible. Something immeasurable. And she had confidence. she's not one to keep her thoughts to herself. honest, tough, and loyal. kisa is always willing to listen to her friends’ problems and offer sound advice.

⸻ after high school , kisa knew she wanted to work in the medical field. Going to nursing school and even when she worked in emergency rooms , she wasn't a fan due to the long hours and among other things. Rather she switched over to being an EMT and fell in love with it. mostly because of the action and there were days where she could just relax. on the weekends kisa kept her job as a bottle girl at the club for the extra cash and well, she got free drinks.