ELLINGTON, SARAH

[Sarah Ellington]

IN CHARACTER

NAME: Sarah Ellington
NICKNAMES: Mrs. Ellington
AGE: 35
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
SPECIES: Witch

FACE CLAIM / CELEBRITY: Lara Pulver

OCCUPATION: Writer
ALLEGIANCE: Dark
CITIZENSHIP: Native

ABILITIES: Sarah was powerful enough to conjure Alastor, and she believes that Alastor has given her even more power. She's arguably the most powerful of the dark witches, and she has spent her entire life honing whatever power she does possess as well as trying to find even more ways to strengthen it.

Sarah has a solid grasp on magic that manipulates her environment as well as other people. She loves to conjure, summon, move, control, and influence the people and objects around her, often making a game out of it, but she's still very careful to keep these powers secret to those who don't have any business knowing. Either through magical or nonmagical means, she's very good at covering up. Additionally, she knows how to fly on a broomstick if she needs to.

The witch also has a strong knowledge of and experience with potions. She knows how to change her appearance (or the appearance of others, if she so desires), control the elements, stopper death and poisons, and a slew of other useful and meaningful abilities. She's used her potion-making gifts plenty of times to lurk in the shadows, blend into crowds, or play with people's heads, and only her coven truly knows what she does -- but she still keeps plenty of secrets from them.

Besides potions, Sarah's specialty is blood magic, the darkest of magics. She takes great pleasure in using it for whatever ends they might bring.

OUT OF CHARACTER

NAME / ALIAS: Sàmmius
HOW DID YOU FIND US? Gabriel Edwards

ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE

Engorging himself on the energy, the serenity, Daisuke was lost in his own world of bliss, Kazuo fading in and out and everyone else gone completely without any hope of entering the Pearly White Gates.

Next stop: memories.

And remember he did, years to come, no matter what happened after -- that excitement from Kazuo, that round-trip ticket, dates flexible, through the Pearly White Gates.

With that boyish giggle, at his friend's behest, the young man approached and threw his arms around the other from behind, wrapping them around Kazuo's neck and turning his head to admire the twists and turns of reflections, those beautiful distortions, that escape from the twisted and backwards reality that plagued them so regularly.

"See -- you're more beautiful now!" Daisuke teased, lifting one arm to point at a random mirror.

[Gabriel Edwards]

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