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Born: July 04, 2019 Forum Topics Started: 2 (House only: 2)
Race: Werewolf Forum Posts / Replies: 24 (House only: 4)
Affiliation: The Fraternity Mail Replies Sent: 234
Home City: London Mail Sent: 59
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10/27/20 at 12:40 pm
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Survived the Shadow Legion - Fall 2019
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Merida Campbell's Biography

Name: Merida Campbell

Pronounced: Meh*rie*dah

Will answer to: Meri, M, Merida or Doc

Birth Home: Inveraray, Scotland (NW of Glasgow)

Date of Birth: 4th of July

Parents: Malcom and Bridgette Campbell

Siblings: Duncan, Robert, Michael and William (Merida is the youngest of five children)

Education: University of Strathclyde
University of Edinburg - The Queen’s Medical Research Institute
Degrees of Study: Doctor of Medicine
Doctor of Advance Trauma Medicine

Military: Recruited by the Royal Marines - Part of both SAS and SAB

Skills: Hand to hand combat, Archery, Knives and Blades, Guns, Explosives, Computers, Biology & Chemistry

Currently on assignment in United States, practicing Medicine. When not an undercover operative and not stitching others up, she loves the following hobbies: - Cooking - Whiskey - Music & Art - Hunting - Reading

Thank you for the beautiful artwork, Mackenzie.

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The Preacher

Briahne Christiann

Chiara Maxx

Kiernan Tigra

Tobias Morgan


Katarina Black

Nina Parrish

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Nina Parrish 10/20/20 "Welcome to the crew!"
Kiernan Tigra 01/30/20 A blessing? Kiernan thought to himself. It had been quite some time since anybody had considered him a 'blessing' in their lives. "I - I am glad to hear you think that." Kiernan stuttered momentarily. "I'm still getting used to dealing with actual people again, it seems." He said a bit sheepishly to himself. Time on his own in another place made it even harder for him to take a compliment in any capacity.

Eyeing her phone curiously, Kiernan nodded in understanding. "Duty calls?" He wondered out loud, until Merida turned her phone off and tucked it away again. An eyebrow raised at her choice of words, but Kiernan did not outwardly comment on it. "In truth I was not anticipating company today. Or for you to be quite as interested as you have been." Night black wings fidgeted as he spoke. "The only thing that comes up off the top of my head would be a 'tour' of a place of your choice." The Angel nodded, satisfied with that idea.

Chuckling, Kiernan shook his head. "Despite how good-natured I've been so far, I can be rather mischievous." After a brief pause, Kiernan continued, "I like being outside and exploring though. I travel the world searching for various things that might explain a bit more about myself. I'm generally out and about at night, and let me tell you, you've never lived until you've flown above the clouds to see the stars above." Looking upwards, Kiernan smiled widely as he gestured to the sky. As he did so, there was a brief flickering of light between his fingertips, to which he frowned at momentarily. "Being followed, we are." He commented, in Yoda fashion, his expression switching to a smile as he looked to Merida. "I'll explain that later, there's too many people out here for that right now." With a mischievous wink, Kiernan continued like nothing was up. "If you'd like to go explore, do you want or need to go home to drop anything off?" He asked, gesturing at her person in general.
Tobias Morgan 01/29/20 I hadn't noticed.
*leans forward*
A noble cause, but there are others far more in need of protection than me, my dear.
Tobias Morgan 01/29/20 Oh, I don't know. This place has a certain charm.
*looks her up and down*
*gives a playful grin*
Are you stalking me?
Kiernan Tigra 01/24/20 "You flatter me too much!" Kiernan proclaimed with a smile as she took the paper and slipped it into her jacket. It did not go unnoticed by him that she put it on the left side of her jacket - over her heart as she'd said. "First I'm a celebrity, and now keeping a memento close to your heart! I must find some way to return the favour, I feel." The Angel raised an eyebrow, still smiling.

As Merida elaborated on her own thoughts and experiences, Kiernan's expression became one of curiosity and thoughtfulness. His own 'job' often had much the same impact on his personal life, often in unexpected ways. He found himself fidgeting with his left ring finger, which was bare of any adornments now.

"I can definitely relate with that; It's hard to keep a relationship when another Realm pulls you away. You're not coming across as muddled at all, you're as clear as the night sky above the clouds." Part of him hated being vague about himself, but if Merida got to know him better, he would likely elaborate more.

While Kiernan was still looking at Merida, he was also looking 'beyond' her as he thought about his own past. With a slight shake of his head, he brought himself back to the 'here' walking and talking with her. "Well, do you still not have any time on your hands? I seem to have semi-interrupted your trip today, I think it's only fair I make that up to you with something 'fun'. That is, if you've got some time to spare?" She seemed to be rather intrigued with the Angel, which made Kiernan smile a bit as he looked between her expressions and watching where they were going.
Virelai Tylwyth 10/04/19

All throughout the Realm strange events were occurring, dark and dangerous things were stirring within the space they had all claimed as home. And yet, among all of those frightening happenings, there was an undercurrent of something more. Strange flyers were materializing at random intervals. On alley walls, grave stones, in pockets and upon coffee tables, tucked away in the most peculiar places where you would swear there was nothing before.

With them came the doors, black oak with a spindly red flower engraved in the grain, seeming to come from nowhere. They would simply appear in those same odd places. Tucked in an alcove of a back-alleyway, taking up space on a mausoleum, or within abandoned houses. And the flyers were the key.

On the selected date they would take flight, tugging and fluttering like moths to a flame, and lead the way – for those who were found to have one of those pieces of paper in their possession – to those doors. Others might stumble across them in those hidden places and place their hand upon the smooth wood, watch them swing open, and walk through.

That same red flower would bloom on the back of the hand of any who chose to do so. And there would be another pull, a shift in the air as they traveled through darkness, and a second door would open revealing a fog covered woodland. A short way ahead there would be a house, tall and strange, with a large black door inviting them in.
Virelai Tylwyth 09/11/19 Yule hummed a cheerful little tune as she sauntered down the Dungeon corridors, her eyes glittering with amusement behind the shadows cast by the mask that covered the upper half of her face. She felt good, awake, vibrant, and ready to cause a little mischief. And what better way to do so than causing a little trouble for the human police who always managed to snag a beast or beauty of the Other side despite their incompetence.

She came to a locked cell and stripped off the glove of her right hand while her left braced against one of the upper bars of the cell, lounging against them while she worked. Her fingertips stroked along the metal that went from cold to ice covered in a matter of moments. Leaning back, satisfied with her work, she slammed her elbow against the padlock and watch it crumble to the floor before opening the cell.

"Good evening." She grinned, sliding her glove back into place. "Seems a shame to waste the night in a cell, so I thought I'd lend you a hand."

You managed to break out Merida Campbell.
The Preacher 09/04/19 why thank you very much
Katarina Black 07/31/19 Katarina smiles as she signs her name to the poster. "Thank you" she responds once she is finished.
LillyEmperium 07/05/19 Welcome to the realm
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