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Is that MARK SHEPPARD? No, that’s CHOILLEICH “COLIN” MACLEOD. The 52 year old WITCH ALPHA MALE is a BOUTIQUE OWNER & COUNCIL MEMBER. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be CHARMING & a SMART cookie, but beware, they’re also known to be ARROGANT & IMPULSIVE. Their friends also say that they’re into CHOKING, DADDY KINK, BREEDING but don’t you dare try GORE & SCAT with them.
BASIC INFORMATION
Name: Choilleich "Colin" Macleod
Nickname(s): Colin
Age: 52
Species: Witch (Hereditary + Borrower)
Secondary Gender: Alpha
Occupation: Councilmember, Boutique Owner
Coven (born): Mother, unknown father + others
Family (former): mate, son (2)
Mate: Anthony Hale (future mate)
Coven: New Haven's witches
APPEARANCE
Height: 5'11
Weight: 168 pounds
Build: short, stocky
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
SEX
Kinks: Exhibitionism, Rough sex, Praise, Scenting, Biting, Marking, Rimming (receiving/giving), Oral (giving/receiving), daddy kink (call him daddy pls and thx), Breeding, Choking, probs more as he is kinky af
Anti-Kinks: Scat, Gore, Vore
Note: Colin is vers.
Choilleich MacLeod was born into a coven of witches in a state far, far away - where the people believed in much more than God. The coven’s grounds were hidden deep in a thick forest, safe from the outside world and therefore quite isolated - only few knew the way to and from, so there was only limited outside influence. The masses believed in fairies deep in the woods, ghosts of the past that protected the forest from danger. They lived in peace and harmony, or at least the queen thought so, but not everybody agreed with the Crown. Unbeknownst to the royal family, a storm was coming.
He grew up wanting for nothing and at the age of sixteen, the young prince presented Alpha, unfortunately for him. Despite naming her son the “Guardian of the Forest” - she did not want him to fulfill his destiny. His mother, the Queen - driven by greed and the want for power did not want her son to be the rightful heir, but as an Alpha, he was and so, with years passing and her son growing into a strong young man, she knew she had to act soon. She knew how, too. The young man had fallen in love, madly, which she could use to her advantage. She watched them bond, watched their love unfold and strengthen over the years and grant them a child - as beautiful as its dame and surely as strong as its sire.
With herself growing older, the Queen saw her chance to act when the child was three years old. She hired a group of assassins, but Choilleich wasn’t home that night. He was out to get drunk, so when he returned to find his mate and son brutally murdered, with a message for him, he knew he had to run for his life. He packed gold and coins and left the Forest the same night.
Colin, as he called himself after his escape, traveled for many years, spending most of his money and drinking to ease the pain. Whenever he’d run low, he found ways to refill his pockets. Sometimes he sold what he found on his travels, sometimes he got paid to bend over the knee for other Alphas, sometimes he helped mates receiving offspring when they had issues, but he also learned the art of tailoring from the best. One thing was always the same: Colin never stayed long in any place.
He heard rumors about a place where everybody was welcome and free. Nobody would know him there, he could maybe live a life free of his past. It sure was worth a shot, so he left the golden islands of the south to find this mysterious town the coven had often whispered about. Los Angeles was no good, too big - too busy, too many potential assassins, although he did like the big cities usually. Only this time he wasn’t looking for something temporary - he was looking for a home.
That was twenty-four years ago.
Colin came to New Haven as a young man, still unsure of his strength - his mother had never seen potential in him, so she hadn’t really taught him what she knew. But in New Haven, Colin found a true home - he learned about himself, his powers.
Over the years, the witch’s fae son, Oberyn, became Colin’s closest friend. Both had exceptional talent in tailoring, opened a boutique together, but their connection ran much deeper than that. Together, they meddled with everything they set their minds on - including a problem very dear to his friend, which - with the help of a teeny tiny spell, got them both their respective seats at the council’s table. Colin was meant to take over anyway, his mentor closer to insanity with each passing day, but they had successfully sped up the process while trying to save the life of Oberyn’s sire.


















