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Marius Ruin Nightingale
GODFATHER
Aura Code: 3366BB, winter cold
Aura Scent: blackest opium, narcissus, and deep myrrh
Ability: to break a person's spirit and will
Age: 24
Kin: Fiorella Nightingale (wife), Sinclaire Nightingale (son), Cazper Nightingale (son), Firo Nightingale (brother), Solomon Nightingale (brother), [[[two other siblings open for joining]]]
Tattoo: coming soon
Those who speak to Marius officially call him Ruin, for a prophetic Theia foretold that he would bring all he spoke with to utter ruin. And hence the name was given to him. At first, his parents took it as a warning: that their son would be a curse to them and their family. They kept him mostly isolated, despite many suggested he ought to die for their sakes. But the Nightingales are clever and not so easily swayed. His father would often quell such talk by saying they ought to wait and see. It was his parent's love for him that saved him. Soon enough, they discovered that this ruin he brought was merely his gift. With simply a word, a phrase, a look, or a touch, he could utterly and absolutley break a person's spirit and will. That was when he became a passive threat to a useful weapon. From the time his power was discovered at age eight, he was raised and trained in the arts of the assassins that are the essence of the family. He was, finally, considered to be one of them. All aversion or fear turned to respect. After that, it was as though nothing had ever really happened. He came to know his family and love them as well. He and his older brother, Firo, the heir of the family, were inseparable. When he turned fifteen, he was named as Firo's bodyguard. They were together wherever they went, always at each others' sides. They became thick as thieves, and often carried out missions together. Even got thrown in jail together at one point. But then, disaster struck. The godmother was assassinated. It triggered a year of vigorous investigating and a lot of backstabbing. The godfather died during that time as well: reasons unknown to this day. Firo was named godfather and the family slowly began to piece itself together. Marius was seventeen. He and all the rest of the family had grown hard and cold during those two years. No one was an exception. Hostilities between the other families were rife as word spread of the disappearance of the two Pendragon children. Things were once again in disarray. There was no order to the chaos. The Nightingales were determined to stand strong while the world seemed to shatter and crumble around them, but their strength was not to last. Fights broke out. People were murdered in their beds. One night, a dark and cold, winter night, Firo and Marius were gunned down while returning from a mission. When help arrived, Firo was dead: Marius had mercifully ended him. He was made the godfather, but he does not care for the position. He does the godfather's duty, but for the longest time, he would not let anyone treat him or refer to him as the godfather. Not until he finally did his duty and made a godmother did he finally accept his responsibilities in full and assume authority. He still considers himself a sacrifice to his people, but he has changed from being just a bodyguard of the people to being an actual king. He brought them to their new home at Moonbourne Manor and re-established his army closer to home. He seems to do everything with an objective approach, even to his wife and children who aren't all that sure what to make of it. His wife understands, his sweet, beautiful Antebellum that he so mistakingly takes for granted. She knows this is merely a political union and that she shouldn't expect anything out of it. He's too objective and heartless to realize he doesn't deserve her devotion to him. As to his children, he hardly acknowledges their existence unless it is necessary. His aura is that of darkness and despair: a prelude to the troubled soul within, a soul forever plagued by its failures and despairing for what it shall never gain. The scent of darkness clings to him: blackest opium, narcissus, and deep myrrh. And his aura: a shimmering, wintery cold, the color of frost and chills and ice that lasts forever. A white world, a cold world: such is in the pit of his heart, where nothing can grow and no warmth can ever come.
GODFATHER
Aura Code: 3366BB, winter cold
Aura Scent: blackest opium, narcissus, and deep myrrh
Ability: to break a person's spirit and will
Age: 24
Kin: Fiorella Nightingale (wife), Sinclaire Nightingale (son), Cazper Nightingale (son), Firo Nightingale (brother), Solomon Nightingale (brother), [[[two other siblings open for joining]]]
Tattoo: coming soon
Those who speak to Marius officially call him Ruin, for a prophetic Theia foretold that he would bring all he spoke with to utter ruin. And hence the name was given to him. At first, his parents took it as a warning: that their son would be a curse to them and their family. They kept him mostly isolated, despite many suggested he ought to die for their sakes. But the Nightingales are clever and not so easily swayed. His father would often quell such talk by saying they ought to wait and see. It was his parent's love for him that saved him. Soon enough, they discovered that this ruin he brought was merely his gift. With simply a word, a phrase, a look, or a touch, he could utterly and absolutley break a person's spirit and will. That was when he became a passive threat to a useful weapon. From the time his power was discovered at age eight, he was raised and trained in the arts of the assassins that are the essence of the family. He was, finally, considered to be one of them. All aversion or fear turned to respect. After that, it was as though nothing had ever really happened. He came to know his family and love them as well. He and his older brother, Firo, the heir of the family, were inseparable. When he turned fifteen, he was named as Firo's bodyguard. They were together wherever they went, always at each others' sides. They became thick as thieves, and often carried out missions together. Even got thrown in jail together at one point. But then, disaster struck. The godmother was assassinated. It triggered a year of vigorous investigating and a lot of backstabbing. The godfather died during that time as well: reasons unknown to this day. Firo was named godfather and the family slowly began to piece itself together. Marius was seventeen. He and all the rest of the family had grown hard and cold during those two years. No one was an exception. Hostilities between the other families were rife as word spread of the disappearance of the two Pendragon children. Things were once again in disarray. There was no order to the chaos. The Nightingales were determined to stand strong while the world seemed to shatter and crumble around them, but their strength was not to last. Fights broke out. People were murdered in their beds. One night, a dark and cold, winter night, Firo and Marius were gunned down while returning from a mission. When help arrived, Firo was dead: Marius had mercifully ended him. He was made the godfather, but he does not care for the position. He does the godfather's duty, but for the longest time, he would not let anyone treat him or refer to him as the godfather. Not until he finally did his duty and made a godmother did he finally accept his responsibilities in full and assume authority. He still considers himself a sacrifice to his people, but he has changed from being just a bodyguard of the people to being an actual king. He brought them to their new home at Moonbourne Manor and re-established his army closer to home. He seems to do everything with an objective approach, even to his wife and children who aren't all that sure what to make of it. His wife understands, his sweet, beautiful Antebellum that he so mistakingly takes for granted. She knows this is merely a political union and that she shouldn't expect anything out of it. He's too objective and heartless to realize he doesn't deserve her devotion to him. As to his children, he hardly acknowledges their existence unless it is necessary. His aura is that of darkness and despair: a prelude to the troubled soul within, a soul forever plagued by its failures and despairing for what it shall never gain. The scent of darkness clings to him: blackest opium, narcissus, and deep myrrh. And his aura: a shimmering, wintery cold, the color of frost and chills and ice that lasts forever. A white world, a cold world: such is in the pit of his heart, where nothing can grow and no warmth can ever come.
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Sinclaire Gauvain Nightingale
CHILD OF THE NIGHTINGALE
Aura Code: 2F0166
Aura Scent: bamboo and fire
Ability: making phobias
Age: 4
Kin: Marius Nightingale (father), Fiorella Nightingale (mother), Solomon Nightingale (uncle), Cazper Nightingale (brother)
Tattoo: coming soon
Sinclaire Gauvain Nightingale is a troubled soul, even at four years of age. His powers awakened before he had the capability to comprehend them. The first time they surfaced, he was barely four months. He received his tattoo when he was eight months because of the danger it posed to him. His power: the ability to enhance or create fear in pople. He sees and feels others' phobias, latched onto them, then makes them prominent to the point of hysteria. In short, he has the power of making phobias. It could be any little fear or just a minute's worth of being scared of a thing, no matter how ridiculous it may be. Sinclaire has used this power against everyone. Not intentionally: he doesn't know any better after all. He uses it on himself on a regular basis. His tattoo helps control it, but he's too young to consciously understand the gravity of his actions and extent of his ability. There is talk that he ought to be sent away to learn his abilities in a more secluded environment before their influence destroys the family. The godfather does not think it will come to that yet, and the godmother contests the idea, but something has to be done or it might spell doom for them all. Sinclaire is a mini version of his father, Marius Ruin Nightingale. He has his father's dark blue hair and bright blue eyes. His aura is a deep blue-purple and it smells of bamboo and fire.
CHILD OF THE NIGHTINGALE
Aura Code: 2F0166
Aura Scent: bamboo and fire
Ability: making phobias
Age: 4
Kin: Marius Nightingale (father), Fiorella Nightingale (mother), Solomon Nightingale (uncle), Cazper Nightingale (brother)
Tattoo: coming soon
Sinclaire Gauvain Nightingale is a troubled soul, even at four years of age. His powers awakened before he had the capability to comprehend them. The first time they surfaced, he was barely four months. He received his tattoo when he was eight months because of the danger it posed to him. His power: the ability to enhance or create fear in pople. He sees and feels others' phobias, latched onto them, then makes them prominent to the point of hysteria. In short, he has the power of making phobias. It could be any little fear or just a minute's worth of being scared of a thing, no matter how ridiculous it may be. Sinclaire has used this power against everyone. Not intentionally: he doesn't know any better after all. He uses it on himself on a regular basis. His tattoo helps control it, but he's too young to consciously understand the gravity of his actions and extent of his ability. There is talk that he ought to be sent away to learn his abilities in a more secluded environment before their influence destroys the family. The godfather does not think it will come to that yet, and the godmother contests the idea, but something has to be done or it might spell doom for them all. Sinclaire is a mini version of his father, Marius Ruin Nightingale. He has his father's dark blue hair and bright blue eyes. His aura is a deep blue-purple and it smells of bamboo and fire.
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Dirge Blackmore
Royal Army General
Aura Code: 7C9191, bland blue gray
Aura Scent: ink and coconut
Ability: see history of things he touches
Age: 23
Kin: unknown
Tattoo: coming soon
Dirge Blackmore is perhaps one of the dullest people you will ever meet. Though he has emotions surely and maybe even acts on them, he seems to have no passion for anything or really care about himself or others. Dirge seems to not have much personality. Thing is, he's just very good at separating himself from his work. He can laser focus in on what he needs to do, and he will not let anything interfere with it. He puts a hundred or more percent into his work, and when he is there, he is the hardcore General everyone knows and fears. But then there is another side to him. When he is not on duty and out by himself, he is rather friendly and open. The usually stoic and cold person his men know so well disappears. He's nearly unrecognizable when he's actually smiling softly and showing signs of enjoying what he is doing.
He can feel sympathy, but he won't go out of his way to understand and help those who need it. He prefers being left alone to his work and duties as a General. He watches over the family and sees that everything is safe and secure. He blames himself when things go wrong, but seems to also get over it very quickly. This man is something of a mystery, as there is sure to be something more to him than just this. Dirge's aura is a bland blue-gray color that smells of ink and coconut: kind of faint and not that great of a combination. He has short, straight black hair that tends to grow quickly and fall over his eyes. He has brilliant blue eyes and pale skin. He is tall and muscular, and he is twenty-three years old. He has the ability to see the history of things he touches. It doesn't work on living things though, only inanimate objects. He refuses to touch dead things.
Royal Army General
Aura Code: 7C9191, bland blue gray
Aura Scent: ink and coconut
Ability: see history of things he touches
Age: 23
Kin: unknown
Tattoo: coming soon
Dirge Blackmore is perhaps one of the dullest people you will ever meet. Though he has emotions surely and maybe even acts on them, he seems to have no passion for anything or really care about himself or others. Dirge seems to not have much personality. Thing is, he's just very good at separating himself from his work. He can laser focus in on what he needs to do, and he will not let anything interfere with it. He puts a hundred or more percent into his work, and when he is there, he is the hardcore General everyone knows and fears. But then there is another side to him. When he is not on duty and out by himself, he is rather friendly and open. The usually stoic and cold person his men know so well disappears. He's nearly unrecognizable when he's actually smiling softly and showing signs of enjoying what he is doing.
He can feel sympathy, but he won't go out of his way to understand and help those who need it. He prefers being left alone to his work and duties as a General. He watches over the family and sees that everything is safe and secure. He blames himself when things go wrong, but seems to also get over it very quickly. This man is something of a mystery, as there is sure to be something more to him than just this. Dirge's aura is a bland blue-gray color that smells of ink and coconut: kind of faint and not that great of a combination. He has short, straight black hair that tends to grow quickly and fall over his eyes. He has brilliant blue eyes and pale skin. He is tall and muscular, and he is twenty-three years old. He has the ability to see the history of things he touches. It doesn't work on living things though, only inanimate objects. He refuses to touch dead things.
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Prosper Dufort
Bodyguard to Cazper and Sinclaire
Aura Code: cc7415, soft brown
Aura Scent: sugar glazed ham
Ability: to prolong life by taking from another source
Age: 40
Kin: n/a
Tattoo: a white circle on the side of his neck
Prosper Dufort, fondly nicknamed Pip or Pippin, has been a bodygaurd in the service of the Nightingales for two generations of them. He was assigned as the bodygaurd to the former godfather, Enjorlas Nightingale, skipped a generation, and then assigned to Cazper and Sinclaire Nightingale, the sons of the current godfather Marius.
Prosper has always been a quiet observer. He seldom if never makes his opinions known, and he prefers to muse to himself.
Bodyguard to Cazper and Sinclaire
Aura Code: cc7415, soft brown
Aura Scent: sugar glazed ham
Ability: to prolong life by taking from another source
Age: 40
Kin: n/a
Tattoo: a white circle on the side of his neck
Prosper Dufort, fondly nicknamed Pip or Pippin, has been a bodygaurd in the service of the Nightingales for two generations of them. He was assigned as the bodygaurd to the former godfather, Enjorlas Nightingale, skipped a generation, and then assigned to Cazper and Sinclaire Nightingale, the sons of the current godfather Marius.
Prosper has always been a quiet observer. He seldom if never makes his opinions known, and he prefers to muse to himself.