Witch of Prophecy
Name: Seraphine
Age: I don't quite know anymore, but if I had to put an estimate I would say 160. But of course physically I am as old as I would like.
Sexuality: What sort of question is this? I don't have time for such things as that.
Relationship: Didn't you just ask me this?
Ethnicity: Well since I'm pale and red haired, I'm going to guess the British or Irish.
Family: A 'Mother'
Do you attend at the DMA: Why would I? I don't really play well with others.
Likes:
+The sun
+My scrolls
+My medallion
+Fire (It has a way of following me)
+Learning new spells
+The future
Dislikes:
+Not knowing what could happen
+People getting in my way
+Liars
+Thieves
The Life and Times of Seraphine: I was born to a family of a long line of witches. When I was just a babe, I was stolen from my crib by a traveling gypsy. She taught me the basics of fortunes and spells as I grew. We had to move constantly not just from her job, but also so my family would not find me. Of course I did not know this at the time. Only once I turned 21 did I learn the truth when I saw a picture of a younger me on a missing flyer. Enraged I went to my 'mother' demanding her to explain. She had told me that she was unable to have children so she stole me from a family, not knowing it was a family of witches. Alas, I could not kill her, she had raised and nurtured me. So I made her impervious to death and mute, so that she would have to dwell on her sin for the rest of eternity. I decided to try to find my real family. But when I found my home, I discovered it had burnt to the ground with stone markers dotting the ground. All I found was a medallion with I would assume was my family's crest on it. After that it is really a blur until recently when I joined the Blackwings.
Spells/Powers:
+Prophecy
+Curses
+Fire Rings: Rings of fire that when thrown can take out up to five people with one ring when it comes in contact with one person.
+Scroll Wraps: My scrolls wrap around my victim, rendering them useless for ten minutes. (Effective for 5 posts)
+Sun Tattoo: Using a flash of light as a distraction, the beams tattoo a sun invisible to humans, meisters, and weapons, that acts as a listening device. (Only witches and demons are able to see the tattoo.)
+Soothsayer Speak: When used, my voice becomes like a Siren's. Those who hear it are drawn to listen and obey. (Can only be used once when in battle with a group. Can be used up to 8 times in a one on one battle.)
+Appearance Change: My appearance can change at will, allowing me to gather information and infiltrate groups.
+Last Spark: When I am losing in battle, I can use this as a last resort. I can make the enemy think I have sacrificed myself by setting myself aflame. But I create a portal to escape, leaving a clone to burn in my place. (Can only be used as a last resort.)
Personality:Reserved, intelligent and aggressive when provoked. That's all you need to know about me.
Theme:Must I have to search up a song that describes me?
Made By: Celiabemont
Name: Seraphine
Age: I don't quite know anymore, but if I had to put an estimate I would say 160. But of course physically I am as old as I would like.
Sexuality: What sort of question is this? I don't have time for such things as that.
Relationship: Didn't you just ask me this?
Ethnicity: Well since I'm pale and red haired, I'm going to guess the British or Irish.
Family: A 'Mother'
Do you attend at the DMA: Why would I? I don't really play well with others.
Likes:
+The sun
+My scrolls
+My medallion
+Fire (It has a way of following me)
+Learning new spells
+The future
Dislikes:
+Not knowing what could happen
+People getting in my way
+Liars
+Thieves
The Life and Times of Seraphine: I was born to a family of a long line of witches. When I was just a babe, I was stolen from my crib by a traveling gypsy. She taught me the basics of fortunes and spells as I grew. We had to move constantly not just from her job, but also so my family would not find me. Of course I did not know this at the time. Only once I turned 21 did I learn the truth when I saw a picture of a younger me on a missing flyer. Enraged I went to my 'mother' demanding her to explain. She had told me that she was unable to have children so she stole me from a family, not knowing it was a family of witches. Alas, I could not kill her, she had raised and nurtured me. So I made her impervious to death and mute, so that she would have to dwell on her sin for the rest of eternity. I decided to try to find my real family. But when I found my home, I discovered it had burnt to the ground with stone markers dotting the ground. All I found was a medallion with I would assume was my family's crest on it. After that it is really a blur until recently when I joined the Blackwings.
Spells/Powers:
+Prophecy
+Curses
+Fire Rings: Rings of fire that when thrown can take out up to five people with one ring when it comes in contact with one person.
+Scroll Wraps: My scrolls wrap around my victim, rendering them useless for ten minutes. (Effective for 5 posts)
+Sun Tattoo: Using a flash of light as a distraction, the beams tattoo a sun invisible to humans, meisters, and weapons, that acts as a listening device. (Only witches and demons are able to see the tattoo.)
+Soothsayer Speak: When used, my voice becomes like a Siren's. Those who hear it are drawn to listen and obey. (Can only be used once when in battle with a group. Can be used up to 8 times in a one on one battle.)
+Appearance Change: My appearance can change at will, allowing me to gather information and infiltrate groups.
+Last Spark: When I am losing in battle, I can use this as a last resort. I can make the enemy think I have sacrificed myself by setting myself aflame. But I create a portal to escape, leaving a clone to burn in my place. (Can only be used as a last resort.)
Personality:Reserved, intelligent and aggressive when provoked. That's all you need to know about me.
Theme:Must I have to search up a song that describes me?
Made By: Celiabemont
