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Identity:
Name:  Teagan Saint-Jean
Nickname: Red
Species: Human
Economic class: Lower middle class
Lives: Downtown
Occupation: Bartender at Velvet & Vice (high end speakeasy/casino)
Appearance:
Age: 25
Sex/Gender: Female
Eye color: Hazel
Skin color: Freckled porcelain
Hair color: Auburn
Height: 5'7
Face: Freckled, slim with full lips
Body: Voluptuous figure, healthy proportions
Posture/Gait: Sauntering steps with natural hip sway
Personality: Rebellious adrenaline junkie, strong willed, flirtatious
Mini Bio:
Tegan was born into an affluent family. Her father was the Governor with a doting stay at home mother. Her family name brought mixed murmurs but her father did stand by the people's side as much as he could. Despite her privileged upbringing, she chooses not to be identified with her birth family. They were too suffocating, too strict. It felt as though she were a puppet dressed to play a part she would never accept. On graduation night, she packed up her things and left home for the big city. She worked odd jobs to afford her decent apartment and now finds herself working at Velvet & Vice, a high end underground speakeasy casino run by the biggest names. The casino is a dark secret. Only a few handful of people are invited in. Most of those people include politicians, CEO's, and the occasional hitman.

She is a young woman who is nothing short of a spitfire that breathes wild life into everything she touches. Teagan holds herself with royal grace yet there is still a fire of mischief behind her hazel eyes. Her naturally flaming red hair is a clue into her personality. She holds a natural lure of beauty that hides behind her wit and sometimes brash humor. She holds herself to a high standard and those around her to an even higher standard. Most nights she finds herself at work crafting the best martinis and mixed drinks in town. On her rare night off, she can be seen out at the wildest clubs with her friends. Spontaneous risks are her specialties.
Tegan is an average height woman with a thin yet curvy build. Her red hair compliments her pale skin and bright eyes. She has a gentle face with full lips and long dark lashes that fan over her freckled cheeks. She moves like music, graceful and illuminating. Yet there is a seduction to everything she does that makes those around her undermine her abilities. Still, Tegan is not someone to back down from anyone. Even the hitmen whose egos are bigger than they deserve to be.
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Plot Lines:
* Bartenders are the therapists of the world, a (troubled marriage, newly divorced??) regular comes to her more often and a romance blooms from late nights
* A new person sits at the bar and is handed an envelope, they read it but don’t know that Teagan catches a glimpse, what does she read?
* Old flings see each other while on a night out and a conversation strikes up in curiosity, where does it lead them?
* Something fun!! Maybe she gets robbed or attacked on the street and a vigilante comes to save her and they find themselves checking in on her from time to time, maybe even stopping by her apartment one night (oolala)

Identity:
Name:  Monty Baudelaire
Nickname: None
Species: Human
Economic class: Top Upper Class
Lives: Silcast East
Occupation: Financial Analyst at Prestige Financial Group

Appearance:
Age: 32
Sex/Gender: Male
Eye color: Sage green
Skin color: Warm Ivory
Hair color: Blonde
Height: 6'3
Face: Gentle features, boyish smirk
Body: Lean yet muscular
Posture/Gait: Relaxed, confident
Personality: Charismatic, spirited, pacific

Mini Bio:
Monty Baudelaire is the son of generational wealth. His family on his father's side built the bustling city of Silcast East, an empire reminiscent of New York City. The city holds some of the most influential people, companies and buildings. The bustling streets are crowded with cars and pedestrians alike with a culture that holds memories of generations past. Monty's family name holds power amongst the city for many different walks of reasons. His father contributes to their community in a way no one else does; fights against corruption and for the lower class as well as ensures all of his employees are paid well and taken care at the family owned company Prestige Financial Group. On the other side, there are rumors of Monty's father being involved in shady business behind closed doors and down dark alleys. Even Monty himself has a habit of slipping out of rooms and coming back hours later with no explanation. His mother passed when he was young under mysterious circumstances forcing him to live with a nanny for most of his life while his father worked endlessly.

Monty is a charismatic man who adores women as if they are goddesses. He is a man who understands romance and adoration in a way most don't. He is gentle yet firm, humorous and selfless. There is a wit to Monty that most can't get enough of. He always has an ease to him that commands the room. Monty holds himself with a quiet class elegance that is impossible to replicate. Monty has gentle charming features that he uses to his advantage. He has broad shoulders, lean muscles and a quiet confidence in his gait. Monty usually styles his hair with a classic middle part that adds a boyish charm to his affluent air. He moves through the world with a slow grace that is hard to miss. His voice is rich and velvety, usually carrying a witty remark and a wink. He is loyal to a fault and loves beyond his own comprehension. Monty loves women deeply but has also been seen adoring men. Monty loves to spoil those he admires. He also has a bad habit of smoking cigarettes that he can't seem to kick.
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Plot Ideas:
* Childhood friends that hold tension between one another go to an expensive restaurant to unwind before heading back to Monty's.
* Secretary trope
* College dorm party with loud music, drinks and drugs leads to a messy meetup between exes
* A detective convinced the Baudelaire's are hiding something follows Monty in an attempt to get information
* Past debts of the family catch up to Monty who acts none the wiser under a strict hand
* Monty’s roommate has a slight crush and progressively tries to get closer (possibly lives with multiple women/men)
 

Identity:
Name: Kota Saewulf 
Nickname: Kota of Iceveil, Harbinger of Death, Winter’s Reaper
Species: Human
Economic class: Nobility
Lives: Iceveil's Castle
Occupation: Knight
Appearance:
Age: Unknown, assumed 30s
Sex/Gender: Male
Eye color: Deep brown
Skin color: Pale white
Hair color: Black
Height: 6'5
Face: Hardened features, permanent scowl
Body: Muscular
Posture/Gait: Rigid, slow and calculated
Personality: Stoic, reserved, disinterested
Battle Abilities:
Physical abilities: Great strength/stamina, armor that absorbs strikes, master of weapons
Weapon: Long sword
Magical abilities: None
Companions: White stallion named Helios, nicknamed ‘Carrier of Death’, ‘Death’s Angel’

Mini Bio:
Kota Saewulf was born in the snowy mountains of Iceveil, a small village in the Northern Kingdom. His father was a blacksmith and his mother an Innkeeper. His family held no status although his father’s blacksmithing supplied the kingdom’s military with weapons. One fateful night, Kota had picked a fight with one of the men in the knights brigade who were staying at his mother’s inn. A fight broke out and somehow, against the odds, Kota had won against one of the more revered knights. Impressed, they offered him to train with them. He rose through the ranks and eventually would lead his men into war to win countless battles. Kota is well respected amongst the royals and village people alike despite his unapproachable presence. His knowledge of war tactics and strategies is unmatched, pinning him as one of the most valuable assets Iceveil has to claim. Kota is usually seen with a scowl on his sharp features. His broad shoulders taper to a fit waist and strong legs. He carries an attitude of indifference with him that quiets any room he enters. There is an intimidating air to the knight that is cause for whispers when he is around. The whispers are a mix of awe muddled between intrigue and fear. One wrong look from the knight is as close to turning one to stone as it gets. Despite his threatening air, Kota takes his oath of protecting his people as if it were written on his rib. There is nothing that should stop the knight from his duty of shielding those who have no means to protect themselves, not even death. He has been said to smell of the freshness of water lilies muddled with the rich earthiness of leather and a hint of metal from his armor and weapons.
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Plot Ideas:
* A knight is sent to a small village to slay a river beast that has been tormenting the townspeople, during the battle he is injured and forced to stay at the local inn or monastery
* The princess/prince is set on attending the Fall Festival that pays tribute to a bountiful season, they sneak out of the castle draped in common clothes only to be met by the knight who saw them leave
* During the journey home from a mission, the knight finds himself in a forest that is alive with magic, a strange person guides him through the tainted forest and to promised safety
* During a royal ball, there is a strange guest that does not look familiar and the knight follows them silently in suspects they are the spy of a rival kingdom
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MODERN AU

Mini Bio:
Born in snowy upstate New York to loving loving parents, Kota found himself a fairly normal child. His father was a gunsmith that was employed by the local police department and his mother was a doting stay at home figure. As a teen, Kota had gotten into a fight with the local police at a diner and despite the implications, the officers admired his sharp mind and quick moves. He was invited to apply to the local squad once he graduated and from there, he grew in ranks to be one of the sharpest detectives in the New York state. Kota is seen with a cigarette on most days with a look of exhaustion clouding his sharp features. He has been said to smell of faint cigarettes, the rich under note of fresh brewed coffee and something faintly sweet that intrigues many.
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Plot Ideas:
* Rookie on the squad shadows the seasoned detective
* A suspect has been found after months of surveillance but won't open up during the interview, bartering maybe??
* Long time coworkers with tension
* Traveling for a case and the motel room is too small for two people
* Undercover dating to sneak into a party of a prominent politician that's turned crooked
* A prominent serial killer has been taunting the Detective

Identity:
Name: Nyx
Nickname: None
Species: Siren
Economic class: Inapplicable
Lives: A cove in the Mediterranean Ocean
Occupation: Merchant of the sea, man eater
Appearance:
Age: Appears to be late 20s, true age is unknown
Sex/Gender: Female
Eye color: Deep emerald green
Skin color: Greyish white, black claw like nails with black ombre along her hand, skin is cool to the touch
Hair color: Black
Height: 5’10 in human form, 7’ long with tail
Face: Ethereal beauty, sharp eyes, full lips usually frowning
Body: Slim yet powerful
Posture/Gait: Snake-like fluidity, wary yet flowing movements
Personality: Solitary, standoffish, cynical
Battle Abilities:
Physical abilities: Shape-shift from mermaid to human form
Weapon: Nails like claws, fangs
Magical abilities: Manipulation of water, shapeshifting

Mini Bio:
Nyx is an ethereal siren roaming the depths of the Mediterranean sea. She is the last of her kind, the other's snatched from the ocean by mortal greed and fascination. She enjoys toying with mortals who stray too far from the safety of their ships. Occasionally, she will morph into her human form when the perfect conditions exist to find herself in a tavern, feasting upon men who stumble from the lanterns light. She is known to be elusive and intelligent but still curious of humankind and their traditions.
Nyx was born a Siren daughter of the Muses of Great Greek legends nearly a century ago. When she was first born, her clan spanned nearly every ocean. Over time however, mortal men had heard of the myths of beautiful women with a fatal song. Men's greedy nature to possess overcame Nyx's clan one stormy night. Nearly all of her family was captured in a ship when she was far too young to protect anyone, hardly even herself. Before her clan was eradicated to be gawked at, sold for entertainment or eaten, she was gifted her transformation and water whispering powers from her clan's Seer. Nyx has the ability to transform into a full human at will, although it takes a lot of energy to maintain the form. Her water manipulation powers come much easier, it's a power much like breathing.
Nyx's jet black hair is a stark contrast to her porcelain skin that has a grey undertone. She has emerald eyes that hold a wild animal's gleam, thick dark lashes and pupils that dilate and contract based on her mood. She has full lips covering sharp fangs and a long pointed tongue. There are small gills on her ribs to help her breathe under water. When in siren form, her tail is long and powerful. Her tail is covered in dark blue and purple iridescent scales that stop at her hips with a few scales peppering her waist. The fin at the end of her tail is long and wispy. Her entire body is cold including her mouth and breath. Nyx's voice is haunting yet sinful, and has been known to reverberate in humans skulls like a distorted lullaby. Although the siren is nearly a hundred years old, she resembles a woman in her late 20's.
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Plot Ideas:
* A pirate gets lost at sea and has to make a deal with the deity for safe passage back home
* A merchant encounters an enigmatic woman with strange loot she's trying to trade
* A tavern regular has seen the same woman on a few rare occasions that always prompts a new missing poster to be tacked around the town
* A fisherman reels in his net wondering why the winch is protesting the weight only to find a strange creature as his catch of the day

Just possible ideas to get started with! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ