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Name: Neasa (Ness-uh) Jean Gallivan
Alias: Nessi, Ness (only to friends or family)
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Recruited: No
Gift/Special Ability: Can communicate with animals, has limited ability to mimic animals as well.
Strength: (Can be smarts, agility, strength, or will)
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Appearance: Neasa is a small framed woman, about 5'5 and only 120 lbs. Her hair is a fiery red mess of curls that trails down to about mid-thigh. She typically wears a Kelly green ribbon tied around her hair to keep it out of her face but still down. Her eyes are almost teal in color with golden flecks. She has extremely pale skin littered with freckles all over.
She's a fan of comfortable outfits, tanks with baggy sweatpants and almost always wears a dark brown shawl her mother had knitted her. Her shoes are just a plain, well worn pair of black boots.

Personality: Neasa can be a bit.... abrasive, at times. She isn't easy to be friends with and under normal circumstances would rather stay away from strangers. It's not that she hates everyone, just that she's not confident in making relationships, the only people she ever really talks to are her family and close friends. Her way of thinking is that if she doesn't try to make friends, it wont hurt when no one wants to be her friend.
Ultimately the best way to get on her good side is to be persistent- but not an annoyance.

History: (I'm going to do her and Rohan's history together because they intermingle so much if that's ok)
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Family- Rohan - brother - alive
Father hasn't been around since they were children, mother passed away.
Crush- none (PM)

Name: Rohan Druid Gallivan
Alias: Ro (only by family and friends)
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Recruited: Yes
Gift/Special Ability: Telekinesis
Strength: (Can be smarts, agility, strength, or will)
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Appearance: Tall, about 6'10", and well muscled, about 280 lbs. He shares the pale complexion, red hair, and freckles with his sister, though his eyes are a chrystal blue. He wears a thick beard and mustache that is typically well groomed. Rohan works out regularly and has always been somewhat of a health freak. His muscles are well defined and give him a bit of a brutish appearance. He keeps his hair a medium length, about to the bottom of his ears but he keeps it pulled back.
He dresses more, business casual, A light weight plaid button up shirt, rolled up three quarters with a brown vest over, and blue jeans. He typically wears leather shoes.

Personality: Rohan is truly a gentle giant, he's always been a bit of a social butterfly. He is just one big ball of kindness really, with a voice like honey. He is quite intelligent and thoughtful, and very mature.
Despite his calm and nice demeanor, he's no doormat and will not hesitate to put someone in their place if they need it.

History: Rohan was the first born in his family, his mother was a middle class worker, and her father was upper class but moved to the second ring after marrying. As a child Rohan was always well mannered and never gave his parents a hard time, that was until he turned 11, He was.... special. A few nights after his eleventh birthday, Rohan and his sister, Neasa, who was six at the time, were running around the house at play. Neasa had run into their parents room, locking the door behind her, with Rohan close behind. The boy stopped short of the closed door, panting as he fiddled with the knob, nothing- then click, and the door swung open, he ran into the room giggling innocently looking for his sister.
None of his family really knew when he learned the little trick, but they tried their best to keep it secret once they found out. Their father left, not wanting to get in trouble for harboring a freak, but their mother stayed by them. She taught Rohan to keep his little secret safe, and how to cover up any accidents if he ever slipped up. Rohan was somewhat of an early bloomer, so knowing Neasa only had a few more years, their mother anticipated whatever gift the girl may or may not have.
Sure enough, by the time Rohan was 17, and Neasa was 12, she began to develop abilities, though hers were a bit easier to cover up. It started on Neasa's 12th birthday- that night to be exact. Her mother had bought her a dog and Neasa fell in love immediately. After a few hours of playing with her new puppy, Rohan and their mother both began to notice that she seemed to be talking to it, not quite unusual, but when the simple talking seemed to turn into conversations, they began to suspect something. Their mother was the one to confront her, asking why she had talked to the dog so much if he couldn't understand her. Neasa responded simply, "He does understand momma, he talks to me all the time".
Luckily, Neasa's ability to communicate with animals was easy to pass off as a strange quirk, especially because the girl wasn't as cooperative with her parents as Rohan.
The family got along pretty well in the second ring, Rohan never really needed to use his ability, and Neasa eventually learned to be more subtle when she spoke to animals. Everything had been running so well, that is until Rohan reached his 12th year in school. He and Neasa were walking to their schools as they always did, but this day was quite wet and stormy. Neasa had run ahead of her brother, chasing after a toad that was taking advantage of the weather. She followed the creature into the road, not thinking about the conditions, and a car was heading a little too fast, slammed on breaks and began to slide towards her. Rohan had little time to think, and within a split second, the car was thrown up off the road, and landed topside down in the ditch, completely missing Neasa.
Now this could have been written off as a simple accident, had Rohan not shown physical signs of being the culprit, he nearly passed out, buckling over with his hands on his knees. He never used his power, and even that rather small incident drained him significantly. That's when the Hunter's set in, and the two made a run for it.
They made it to their house, packing up what they could hurriedly and explaining what had happened to their mother, who began to help them pack. Then they loaded into the car and sped off to the third ring, getting just outside before ditching the car and running on foot.
Rohan had managed to become separated from Neasa and their mother and soon enough found himself face to face with members of a so-called rebellion group. While Neasa and their mother lived off of what they could. Their mother fell ill before Neasa's 16th birthday and passed away only months later, leaving Neasa and her dog alone to fend for themselves. Neasa's last gift from their mother was a knitted shawl, and she wears it constantly.
Neasa has been on the search for her brother for 2 years now, so far with no luck.

: Other: (anything else you want to add, feel free! Relationships, goals, thoughts, add away.)

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Name: Iris wells

Alias: Dud, Gem, mute

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Recruited: No

Gift/Special Ability: Can Shapeshift into a wolf (If that specifically aint allowed just a shapeshifter)

Strength: She's a really fast runner. Running her whole life has its perks, shes a lot faster in wolf form though.
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Appearance:
Human form
A very short girl who stands just under 5 foot. Her skin is fairly pale, though she spends her days outside, she is normally shielded by the trees canopies. Her hair looks like chocolate waves down her back falling just above her butt. Her eyes are what her mother used to say made her unique, they look like newly found emeralds but they have small freckles around them. Her clothing items consist of, a baggie swearer with black skinny jeans. She also always has a small flower crown on, normally it has different flowers each day, though it always has lilies on it because those are her mother's favorite flowers.

Wolf form
Her wolf form is also very small just like her human form. Her fur is a different color from her human hair for some unknown reason, she had been described as the "winter storm in the middle of summer" by some of her old friends due to her fur being a very dull shade of ash grey. Luckily her eye color is the same as her human's form.

Personality: She is very quiet and shy though she looks like she would rip anyone's head off. She's a mute due to her horrible past that she doesn't like to take about so she decided to keep it in the dark from even the people who are closest to her. Most people call her dud or mute. She hates loud noises and stays out of the path of most male scared of the stories of what her father told her.

History: (I went overboard on this I know and if I need to change anything PM me please)
Iris never had a perfect life though many people thought it was. The daughter of the richest man alive, you would think she would get whatever she wanted but that was far from the truth. She was taught from an extremely young age how to wear an unbreakable mask, to be a young lady, not to speak out of turn, and never share her fathers father's secrets.

She was only 5 years old when her mother left her father for someone else or that's what she was told when she was lying in her room staring at the blue ceiling. The maid had entered wiping tears from her eyes and a red handprint that would soon be a nasty bruise to deliver the news. Her mother had left without saying goodbye and her father wanted to see her in his office. As an only child, she was allowed in there but always tried to avoid it, due to hearing screams coming from inside. This is where it all started a room on the top floor of the biggest house in the united states.

At the age of 13, she knew by now that what her father did to her was more than wrong, but if she told anything she would lose everything so she kept his secret. The days had started to drag, every night she was called down to the office to “help” her father out, then she would walk up to her room silently and cry herself to sleep. She would normally have friends over even if she didnt like the uptight bitches who came, she would let them in just so her father would leave her alone. Through everything that went on, she was still pictured as the perfect girl and had been named “The real-life angle”

The age of 16, rolled around and she had completely stopped speaking, her “friends stopped talking to her and on every news feed the headlines read “The angle who lost her voice” Her father tried playing it off as a medical reason but people had started to become suspicious as the photos on her Instagram showing bruises on her neck and sometimes on her cheeks. Her father told her that how he treated her was better then any man could, she believed him but still, she started to go numb and let all feelings drift away. She let her feelings go through self-harm to herself other than seeking help, people noticed that so her father bought a cat to blame them on, but he didnt stop her from doing it. Soon after her 17th birthday, her father had been found out and instead of the headlines say she was an angel they read “The richest man using his daughter for guilty pleasures and missing wifes bones found in the basement along with other unknown women” she was shipped off to a place to help her but it only made her go even crazier. She started having nightmares of her father and every day she would wake up in a stage of Sleep paralysis. A day came where her therapist was trying to get a nurse to give her a new medication and she totally freaked out, and her bones gave a crack and after all the pain she laid as an ash grey wolf. The therapists scream made her go insane and she killed her quickly and busted out of the window into the dark forest.
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: Other: Shes never been in a real relationship


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