Witch Dogs
Bracken & Bone [Bloodline]
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Name: Seax
Gender: female
Age: Two?
Design: 1!
Lineage: Redwater
Personality: Seax is a cheerful, loud, brash sort of woman. She's quick to laugh, quick to tease, and friendly in an alarmingly physical sort of way. Sarcasm is her stock in trade and she's vulgar and crass in the casual sort of way that lets you know it's very much deliberate and meant to annoy. She's headstrong and overly self-reliant, horrible at asking for help really. Just an absolute idiot at times when it comes to trusting others. A bit distractable, and not real super at the more cerebral things since she tends to prioritize the physical over the intellectual. She is definitely the type who would just bust down a wall to get out of a maze. Not dumb but definitely not someone who thinks before acting. For all that, she's brave to, perhaps, the point of insanity, incredibly noble, incredibly loyal. She has a great big heart that she wears on her sleeve and can be shockingly tender and loving. And the spirits help anyone who would hurt someone she cared for, because Seax would rain hellfire and brimstone down on them - metaphorically. She'd definitely beat them up.
History: Seax had a pretty loosey-goosey sort of upbringing as a child. She was allowed to run wild, occasionally caught and temporarily tamed only to escape again into gleefully feralness. She could have had any of a dozen parents in the band she grew up in, they all treated her and the other pups as though they were, so while she didn't have an especially close bond with the pair that actually had birthed her because of it, she'd never cared because they were all bonded enough. They all had a similar rough, cheerful physicality and care for one another, and they all wandered in and out of the band casually, often without any notice. That lack of closeness made it easy enough to say goodbye when she reached adulthood and had left for adventures in far off lands where her brawn and her spells would be more needed than with a band full of witchy types who were all just as good at witch jars and talismans as she was.
Gender: female
Age: Two?
Design: 1!
Lineage: Redwater
Personality: Seax is a cheerful, loud, brash sort of woman. She's quick to laugh, quick to tease, and friendly in an alarmingly physical sort of way. Sarcasm is her stock in trade and she's vulgar and crass in the casual sort of way that lets you know it's very much deliberate and meant to annoy. She's headstrong and overly self-reliant, horrible at asking for help really. Just an absolute idiot at times when it comes to trusting others. A bit distractable, and not real super at the more cerebral things since she tends to prioritize the physical over the intellectual. She is definitely the type who would just bust down a wall to get out of a maze. Not dumb but definitely not someone who thinks before acting. For all that, she's brave to, perhaps, the point of insanity, incredibly noble, incredibly loyal. She has a great big heart that she wears on her sleeve and can be shockingly tender and loving. And the spirits help anyone who would hurt someone she cared for, because Seax would rain hellfire and brimstone down on them - metaphorically. She'd definitely beat them up.
History: Seax had a pretty loosey-goosey sort of upbringing as a child. She was allowed to run wild, occasionally caught and temporarily tamed only to escape again into gleefully feralness. She could have had any of a dozen parents in the band she grew up in, they all treated her and the other pups as though they were, so while she didn't have an especially close bond with the pair that actually had birthed her because of it, she'd never cared because they were all bonded enough. They all had a similar rough, cheerful physicality and care for one another, and they all wandered in and out of the band casually, often without any notice. That lack of closeness made it easy enough to say goodbye when she reached adulthood and had left for adventures in far off lands where her brawn and her spells would be more needed than with a band full of witchy types who were all just as good at witch jars and talismans as she was.