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*The sightings started 7 years ago in up state New Hampshire. A pair of hikers reported seeing what looked like an Albino Fox on a trail through the White Mounts. It was noted it stared at the pair for several minutes before one of them was suddenly struck by small stone. The Fox then seemed to vanish into thing air, and the laughter of a young child was heard echoing through the valley. Several other hikers and researchers reported similar experiences. A white Fox, followed by an attack of some kind from an unseen entity. It should be noted not every sighting was followed by an attack, but the ones that were claim it felt like a deliberate gesture. This stirred up a commotion is the surroun

Name: Aleksander Petrov

Nickname: Aleks

Godrent: Hecate

Age: 17

Hometown: Somewhere in the Northern Appalachian Mountains

• Appearance & Personality

Faceclaim:1

Hair: White and unkempt

Clothing: Baggy black shirts, jeans, and a dislike of shoes

Height: 5'10, although with his slouch it's closer to 5'7

Weight: 120 pounds

Physique: skinny

Personality: Aleks tends to be a loner, and aloof. He grew up in isolation and has realized his presence tends to annoy most people when he does approach them. He views himself as detached from the world most people live in, but still wants to be part of it

• General info

Name: Elias Baker

Nickname: Eli

Birthday: July 7th

Age: 17

Hometown: Las Vegas, NV

• Appearance and personality

Hair: Black and curly

Hairstyle: Messy, but almost perfectly messy

Eyes: A deep golden

Face: Pretty, he's pretty damn handsome and he knows it

Physique: Athletic, but not bulky

Personality: Easy going and relaxed. He likes to gamble and play games of chance, usually because he can make it go his way. He can also be a bit of a flirt, but most of the time is good natured.

• Powers

Control over luck: Eli has the ability to temporarily give others, or himself, good or bad luck. He can only use it i

an old face, although probably not very recognisable to a lot of people, had shown up last night. After getting filled in on the events he missed he found himself in an odd position. He wasn't a very good fighter so he didn't feel right being on guard, didn't know anything about construction and didn't feel like he'd be much help rebuilding, and despite having a pretty face and a charismatic personality he wasn't much of a leader. So Markus sat, stuck on what to do. All he every really had was some slight of hand and luck. With that in mind he starting forming an idea and made his way to what was left of his cabin, looking for something

[Roleplay]

a sign outside of the Tyche cabin was hung up for everyone to read

"Ladies, Gentlemen, and anything in between. Tonight the Tyche Cabin is to be open for all to enjoy the luxuries within!"

Markus stood by the entrance, dresses in a checkered suit and his hair slicked back. Seeing as he didn't really have any siblings to talk to he decided to open his cabin up for anyone who wanted to gamble(not with real money, as most of you aren't old enough), play cards, and have an old school Las Vegas kinda night

[Activity]

as the sun went down on camp a blazing fire could be seen at the beach, with several smaller ones spaced out around it. Blankets and chairs were spread around all fires as well as drink coolers and smore making stuffs. Markus cleared an area a little ways from the main fire and made a square from torches. Satisfied with the little dance floor/space he played some old school surfer music for the hell of it. also Markus's dyslexic authour almost titled this Campfire at ducks

[Activity]

Name: Klaus Schulz

Age: 21

Apperance: Tall and muscular, but more on the slim side. Long black hair usually tie back in a ponytail. Dark circles around his eyes from extreme insomnia. His eyes themselves are golden and bright. A handsome-ish face that's usually stuck in a stoic expression, mostly due to his lack of sleep.

God: Heidal

Godline: Norse

Hometown: Boston, MA

Powers: Ram Horn Manifestation, Night vision, and Insomnia Empowerment

Equipment: A two handed battle ax, battle-worn but sturdy. He also is typically wearing sunglasses during the day to cover his unusual eyes

Personality: He takes a very head on approach to almost everything. While

Markus grabbed a clipboard and started making his rounds, any last minute cleaning should he done now

[Activity]

Markus looked though the glass at his father. He hadn't bothered to pick up the phone to talk to him yet, but he was sure thinking about it. He looked around the 'Correction Facility'. Ya right, like there was any correcting his old man. begrudgingly Markus picked up the phone

"Finally, how ya doing kid? You're looking more and more like me everyday now" his fathers sleazy voice entered his ear "That Pop's old jacket? it looks good on you. Wear it with pride kid".

Markus looked down at the old army jacket, the one that he wore basically everyday of his life, and picked at the Baker name patch

"You here to finally post my bail yet? haha, it really ain't that much. Your 18 now right, y

Name: Markus Baker

Age: 18

Godrent: Tyche

Hometown: Vegas

Appearance: Dark brown hair, light blue eyes, about 6 foot tall and skinny but not scrawny, he's pretty good looking and unfortunately knows it, typically wears a worn out looking army jacket, jeans and a t-shirt. Almost always wearing a ratty pair of converse and a pair of aviators.

Powers: Ability to Charm Items to Temporarily be Unlucky or Lucky

Ability to Give Others Bad Luck

Personality: Confident, almost annoyingly so. Usually smiling as it there's a joke you don't get but he does. Tries to be nice but most times ends up coming across as an ass. Likes t

• Name: Jonah McLeod(Pronounced Mc-Cloud)

• Age: 15

• Born: May 1st

• Nationality: Scottish

• Wand: Walnut, 11 inches, unicorn hair core

• Appearance: Messy long black hair, Bright blue eyes, Tall and slender, a crooked grin and a chipped tooth

• Strengths: Charms, Potions, and flying

• Weaknesses: Transfiguration, History, and sitting still for too long

• Backstory and personality: Born to magical parents in Edinburgh, Jonah was always a ball of energy. From the time he could talk, his parents regretted teaching him how. He was a nonstop train of questions that he never has the attention span to hear the answer to. The once solace his folks h

Markas didn't know a lot about cooking, so pasta for everyone

Food

• Pasta, name what kind you want

• Meat sauce

• not meat red sauce

• butter and olive oil topping

Drink

• Water

• Soda

• Milk

• anything else just ask

"sorry guys, it ain't much but dinners up"

Name: Markus Baker (goes by mark)

Age: 18

Godrent:Tyche

Appearance: Dark brown hair, light blue eyes, about 6 foot tall and skinny but not scrawny, he's pretty good looking and unfortunately knows it, typically wears a worn out looking army jacket, jeans and a t-shirt. Almost always wearing a ratty pair of converse.

Powers: Ability to Charm Items to Temporarily be Unlucky or Lucky

Ability to Give Others Bad Luck

Personality: Confident, almost annoyingly so. Usually smiling as it there's a joke you don't get but he does ( that joke usually being that he just took your wallet). Tries to be nice but most times ends up coming across as an ass. Likes to use h

Liams wakes up after a very long nap, he starts looking around

Anybody still here? It's ok if your not

Agent Fitchburg steps off the pelican after arriving in the hangar. He grabs his bag and slings it over his shoulder before looking around and sighing

Great, now what