Conjurers
Witches & Warlocks
Céleste M. Dubois
UN: @MajisyenSipwem
DOB: 1713
Species: Witch
Occupation: Owner of Jardin Gris
Coven: French Quarter Coven
Alliances: Mikaelson Family
"I'm whatever I'm supposed to be, whenever I'm supposed to be it."
My story begins in 1713. I know most people, when telling of their life, start at birth; an event they have no memory of, but I am not most people. My story truly begins at the time of my first death. While over the past three hundred years I have died many times, in many ways, and in many bodies, that first death at the hands of my lovers’ sadistic brother is memorable because it started all of this. I learned my most valuable lesson that day; to love is to destroy, and to be loved is to be the one destroyed.
It was only after that deep-seated betrayal, my murder, that I truly began to value living. Now there's nothing I won't do to ensure that I am never again at someone else's mercy. I've spent the past two hundred years with my fingers in nearly all goings on in the French Quarter. Gathering debts and secrets nearly everyone whose lives in this town owes me in some way. I have no loyalties to any specific coven or path to magic. I've studied it all in a desire to increase my power to guarantee my continued life and make up for past mistakes. Marcel, Klaus, and the wolves they all want to be king of the this little corner of the world. I'm just making sure that whoever comes out on top has a place for me in their kingdom. Every body I choose, every life I absorb is done with an end goal in mind: To protect me and mine. I failed at this in my first life, it won't happen again. Hell hath no fury and all that.
--
Witchypire
Davina C. Gérard
UN: @Darker_Serenity
DOB: 9/8/1995
Species: Witchpire
Occupation: Being Flawless
Coven: None
Alliance: New Orleans Ancestral Coven/ Adopted daughter of Marcel Gérard and Kit Maven
"If you are afraid of darkness, there's a good chance you are afraid of yourself as well."
Born into the New Orleans Ancestral Coven under the Claire bloodline, my birthgiver and coven helped me grow and mature in magic until I was chosen to be a Harvest Girl at 16; one of the four girls lined up to be sacrificed and later revived to bring more magic and power to our coven. But, Rebekah Mikaelson gave me her blood before the Harvest ritual and when I came back from the dead, I was both. A vampire with active magic or as my mom and dad call me, a Witchy Babypire. Because of what I am now and the betrayal of our Elders, I left my coven and didn’t look back. I live with my family (Marcel, my dad, who I call Bubba and Kit, my mom, who I call KitKit), but even though I love them, I struggle to find my place stuck between the two warring worlds of witches and vampires. Not just in New Orleans, but within myself.
--
Witchy JuJu Vs. Fang Feedings || Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 ||
Getting Ready For School
Find my stories here.