Wathais

Name: Valentine Age: Believed to be in mid to late twenties Species: Human Gender: Male Height: 6’ Occupation: Priest/Exorcist WDSA status: Unregistered Appearance: Valentine has a faded tan to his skin and well as a sturdy build. His face is framed by curly, golden blonde hair, which soften his cheekbones and jawline. He has heterochromatic eyes, with one of them being a dull blue and the other a dusty green. His nose is straight and prominent. Often he wears a mild, friendly expression, with a soft smile and relaxed gaze. Due to lack of sleep, Valentine usually has dark rings under his eyes. Normally, he carries himself with an upright, if not somewhat tense, posture. He has no visible scars, despite his work. When not wearing his work clothes, he wears simple, modest clothing in muted colours like greys and browns; often turtleneck sweaters, simple pants and durable shoes. He always carries a rosary on his person. Personality: Valentine is a friendly and kind young

Name: Asher Aliases: Ash, Graywolf Gender: Masculine Age: 35 Species: Werewolf (Born) Height: 7 ‘1 Weight: 250 lbs WDSA Status: Gold Badge Abilities: Primary Abilities: Shapeshifting, Werewolf Asher has five “True” forms he may shift into. Human: Asher is a lean but towering man, who stands over seven feet tall. The left side of his face is heavily scarred with a sunken appearance, and he is missing both his left eye and a portion of his cheek there. His singular remaining eye is a bright yellowish color. His hair has grayed prematurely into a mottled shaggy mess. Asher wears a neck gaiter to cover most of the lower portion of his face. He wears hunting gear, army surplus clothing over the rest of his body and mid-calf military boots.. He has a large hiking backpack filled with gear on his back and a rifle. His physical abilities are within human standard for his size and weight. Near-Human: Taller and more powerfully built than his standard human form, he looks like an

Note: This is a collab between Jarahamee (as Yoshio) and me (as Julean) As far as anyone could see, the shop seemed to open overnight in a previously deserted and vandalized part of the block. One day, the plastered paper and graffiti vanished, replaced by a cheery little shop, with a front of tinted vintage glass, lettered in delicate gold on the front ‘Obscura Oddities and Curio.” From the street, one could see a wide variety of vintage leatherbound novels, ancient-looking devices, stuffed and mounted heads, a vintage bicycle, a restored typewriter, and an ancient-looking phonograph in great condition. Beyond that, the inside of the shop appeared to be dimly lit, though if one looked through with great concentration, they could make out the outlines of a number of large shelves, and all manner of objects hanging from the walls and ceiling. Great bookshelves filled with thick and musty tomes, interspersed with golden platters, orbs and glowing baubles. And unlike many shops, the

Before Una could move to land (in order to spy on the humans and thwart their nefarious plans), she had to learn a few things. First came lessons about above-surface communication, history, and customs. After impressing her tutors, Una moved on to a more difficult, dangerous skill: transformation. For that task, she journeyed to a sacred site of Land Creation, the Mid-Atlantic ridge. There, the resident Master of Melodies taught Una how to sing herself a new body. A human body. “This may be the riskiest song you learn,” the Master warned. “Sing off key, and the new body won't feel right. Sing too slow, and the change won't finish. Sing too quickly, and you'll become human too soon, which is the worst mistake of all.” “Why’s that?” Una wondered. “Because it’s a death sentence.” Humans, like most land animals, were delicate. Down deep, the ocean's pressure can crush a dainty skeleton: flatten its chest, crumple its skull. "The transformation must happen in the upper ocean, and it