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Description

Name: Marzena Czajka

Age: 22

Height: 5' 6

Monster type/species Description: Witch:

A human with magic abilities—or at least, some seed of magic. She’s found a spark, and seeks to fan the flames.

Glamor item: Barrette

Weakness:

Mortal: She's no more than human, and anything that could hurt a human will hurt her.

Burnout: Channeling too much magic too quickly can lead to painful burnout. Her natural stores are quite low to begin with.

Kickback: Shes very new to magic, and prone to overestimating her control, resulting in excess magic discharges causing issues or even outright harm.

Major Skills:

Magic Vampirism:

    Tier 1: Given an external source, whether it be natural, ambient, or even another person (typically with permission), Marzena may sap magic from them to store within herself for her own use. She’s rather limited in how much she can take, and in a person it would at best make them feel a little drowsy.

Spellcraft:

    Tier 1: May cast two or three limited, simple spells a day, with varying degrees of effectiveness. Attempting more will substantially increase her chances of kickback or burnout—or both. Once a week she may also choose to craft a simple charm, witch jar, or other basic magic item intended to house a spell for later use.

Hex:

    Tier 1: Akin to a magical version of an electric shock, she can discharge a bit of magic to ward away unwanted advances. This could also be used to ’juice’ some magical object or another persons spell, but it’s a little bit like using a taser to recharge a battery.

Minor Skills:

Witchling:

    Tier 1: By watching other witches at work, she can quickly gain a grasp of the techniques and forces at play, almost to an uncanny level. Does require some proximity, and she cannot necessarily imitate it without repeated observations.

Spirit call:

    Tier 1: With the use of various tools, she may attempt to communicate with spirits (natural or those if the dead) to request information, make deals, or just prove she can I guess.

Dowsing:

    Tier 1: Marzena may craft herself a dowsing rod, using it to track and locate water, vague objects, her twin, or ambient sources of magic with…. Some small level of reliability. Works best if she uses it while standing right on top of the thing shes looking for, but that’s not usually all that useful.

Personality: Easygoing and prone to odd humor, Marzena is much like her twin sibling, Oleander—but with far more impulse control and a little less mania. She pursues her interests with a deep and methodical drive, one that could take her just about anywhere should she choose; she instead chose to get into witchcraft. As one might expect from someone who *chose* to pursue the occult, she comes with a morbid streak that might come as offputting to some and intriguing to others. She’s got a great collection of bones, ask her about them sometime.

Character's Background:

The elder of two twins, Marzena grew up watching her sibling be struck by the hands of fate that only held them—her fate was her own. She chose to use this fate to help her sibling, being the one to discover why it was he was this way. He vanished when they were barely more than kids, first abroad to school and later to... a different sort of school. Marzena deepened her study into the strange and unusual, studying until she found herself some grains of truth to dig into. Years later shes dragged herself to the point that she too one day woke to find that invitation with her name on it.

Roleplay Info:
Available via Discord (Zan #9222) Primarily a paragraph rp'er.

(example from Oleander, will be updated later)

Ok, no, he was definitely forgetting something. So began the daily ritual of patting himself down, looking to others like some sort of bizarre drumming act, accompanied by little affirmative 'hm hm hm's as he took stock of what he had in his pockets. Why did he had so many pockets? He didnt remember putting that rock in his jacket pocket. It was a neat looking rock, though, so it was put back in. Right, forgetting something. His patting stopped a moment as he chewed thoughtfully on his necklace (it had been in his mouth the entire time, a common occurrence), finally spitting it out with an exclamation as he lunged for the wristband on the nightstand. "Glamour! Yes!" He declared triumphantly, slipping it on and hurrying out the room to make it to class on time, door slamming shut behind him.

He returned only moments later to put on his shoes.

Description

Name: Marzena Czajka

Age: 22

Height: 5' 6

Monster type/species Description: Witch:

A human with magic abilities—or at least, some seed of magic. She’s found a spark, and seeks to fan the flames.

Glamor item: Barrette

Weakness:

Mortal: She's no more than human, and anything that could hurt a human will hurt her.

Burnout: Channeling too much magic too quickly can lead to painful burnout. Her natural stores are quite low to begin with.

Kickback: Shes very new to magic, and prone to overestimating her control, resulting in excess magic discharges causing issues or even outright harm.

Major Skills:

Magic Vampirism:

    Tier 1: Given an external source, whether it be natural, ambient, or even another person (typically with permission), Marzena may sap magic from them to store within herself for her own use. She’s rather limited in how much she can take, and in a person it would at best make them feel a little drowsy.

Spellcraft:

    Tier 1: May cast two or three limited, simple spells a day, with varying degrees of effectiveness. Attempting more will substantially increase her chances of kickback or burnout—or both. Once a week she may also choose to craft a simple charm, witch jar, or other basic magic item intended to house a spell for later use.

Hex:

    Tier 1: Akin to a magical version of an electric shock, she can discharge a bit of magic to ward away unwanted advances. This could also be used to ’juice’ some magical object or another persons spell, but it’s a little bit like using a taser to recharge a battery.

Minor Skills:

Witchling:

    Tier 1: By watching other witches at work, she can quickly gain a grasp of the techniques and forces at play, almost to an uncanny level. Does require some proximity, and she cannot necessarily imitate it without repeated observations.

Spirit call:

    Tier 1: With the use of various tools, she may attempt to communicate with spirits (natural or those if the dead) to request information, make deals, or just prove she can I guess.

Dowsing:

    Tier 1: Marzena may craft herself a dowsing rod, using it to track and locate water, vague objects, her twin, or ambient sources of magic with…. Some small level of reliability. Works best if she uses it while standing right on top of the thing shes looking for, but that’s not usually all that useful.

Personality: Easygoing and prone to odd humor, Marzena is much like her twin sibling, Oleander—but with far more impulse control and a little less mania. She pursues her interests with a deep and methodical drive, one that could take her just about anywhere should she choose; she instead chose to get into witchcraft. As one might expect from someone who *chose* to pursue the occult, she comes with a morbid streak that might come as offputting to some and intriguing to others. She’s got a great collection of bones, ask her about them sometime.

Character's Background:

The elder of two twins, Marzena grew up watching her sibling be struck by the hands of fate that only held them—her fate was her own. She chose to use this fate to help her sibling, being the one to discover why it was he was this way. He vanished when they were barely more than kids, first abroad to school and later to... a different sort of school. Marzena deepened her study into the strange and unusual, studying until she found herself some grains of truth to dig into. Years later shes dragged herself to the point that she too one day woke to find that invitation with her name on it.

Roleplay Info:
Available via Discord (Zan #9222) Primarily a paragraph rp'er.

(example from Oleander, will be updated later)

Ok, no, he was definitely forgetting something. So began the daily ritual of patting himself down, looking to others like some sort of bizarre drumming act, accompanied by little affirmative 'hm hm hm's as he took stock of what he had in his pockets. Why did he had so many pockets? He didnt remember putting that rock in his jacket pocket. It was a neat looking rock, though, so it was put back in. Right, forgetting something. His patting stopped a moment as he chewed thoughtfully on his necklace (it had been in his mouth the entire time, a common occurrence), finally spitting it out with an exclamation as he lunged for the wristband on the nightstand. "Glamour! Yes!" He declared triumphantly, slipping it on and hurrying out the room to make it to class on time, door slamming shut behind him.

He returned only moments later to put on his shoes.