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A young bloodhunter dead set on discovering the secrets of her hometown before it becomes consumed. Once offered power by an unfathomable being in the woods, she's been working hard to prove she never needed it in the first place.
Lose Your Soul
Dead Man's Bones
- running
- woodworking
- black jack
- hard cider
- spiders
- secrets
- warlocks
- magic
- ghosts
- autumn
- Trusts her intuition above all.
- Frequent nightmares the farther she is from home.
- Low insight and quick to trust any offered advice.
- Religious but not devout, offers occasional prayers to Beshaba.
- Quick to label anything unknown/supernatural as dangerous.
- Front claws always extended, ears always pivoting.
- Fluffy mullet
- LARGE ears with small tufts
- Wiry but surprisingly strong
- Eyes change color when using mutagens, usually pale green or yellow.
Growing up in a rural hometown rich with history and folklore with few visitors save a few blood hunters to pick off the various cryptids drawn to the area every now and then, but not enough to be deemed a real threat. It still boasted a cozy atmosphere and a thriving farming community.
Despite an overactive imagination and timid nature, Fields found nothing but comfort here in the early years of her life, playing out in the fields and woods... until she found something in the depths of the country side while looking for a missing friend. She cannot begin to describe its presence. Only that she's felt it like roots under the land ever since.
She declined a great boon that day, leaving her with emptiness and fear. While believed to be overexaggerating, she made her case to anyone who would listen, and joined the order of the bloodhunters when she became older. To seek the truth of the matter and, privately, to feel even a fraction of the power she was offered.
She declined a great boon that day, leaving her with emptiness and fear. While believed to be overexaggerating, she made her case to anyone who would listen, and joined the order of the bloodhunters when she became older. To seek the truth of the matter and, privately, to feel even a fraction of the power she was offered.
Tension gradually rising, she had a falling out with her large family and set off on her own to offer her services to those who needed, no, WANTED it. All while continuing to look into the town's past and chasing her ever spiraling obsession.
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