TW: This carrd contains horror imagery. proceed with caution.
You come across a broken black mirror.
.. To your observation, it seems that the mirror is beyond repair. Along the marble floor there are many shards laying about— far too many to count.
And yet in spite of that, a few fragments stands out to you.
"Very well, you desire to know of her.."
✧ The Good Hunter.✧
"A woman lost, and a woman found. If only she knew what truly laid beneath the veil.. Before she set herself upon a Fool's errand."
- Unknown.
Name ✧ Weiss 'Arkwright'
Age ✧ In her mid twenties.
Occupation ✧ Voidsent hunter; Bounty hunter from time to time.
Identity ✧ Midlander Hyur ♀
✧ About her ✧
When thy gaze falls upon this hunter, one cannot help but wonder—what shadows stir within the depths of the Black Dog's mind?Yet, dear Weiss insists she is but a simple yet mediocre hunter, scraping by as fate demands. Truly, she is. With a face carved of stone and eyes heavy as though bearing the weight of countless sleepless nights, she moves like one haunted by unseen burdens. Her disheveled dirty-blonde hair frames her somber visage, as if untouched by the hands of time or care. And should you dare to approach her, seeking the warmth of conversation, you find instead a frigid wall of indifference. For Weiss spares no words on idle chatter, deeming such frivolities beneath her—unless, of course, necessity compels her otherwise.Alas, it becomes clear to all who try that this Canid keeps her distance, drawing a line few dare to cross. Yet, those who have weathered the icy expanse of her detachment whisper of another side—a fiery warmth buried beneath her frosted demeanor. They speak of a soul fiercely loyal, a spirit unyielding and true. She, who is unflinchingly honest, whose heart burns with a fire that will never betray. To endure both the scorch of her passion and the sharpness of her truths. She, whose heart will never betray yours and would become a friend for eternity if one can tolerate both the heat of her nature and the bite of her honesty.
XVIII
"An artificial flower tells no lies after all."
『The Pale Moon's Hound】
In the hollow of the twilight’s veil,
Where the winds did whisper a mournful tale,
Where bodies lay cold, by sorrow stained,
A girl lay still, like a doll forlorn,
Her past undone, her future torn.
Abandoned by man, her hope outworn.In the depths of the ditch, where silence grew,
Where bodies lay cold, kissed by death’s dew,
Her hope, like the sun, had long grown dim,
A shadow of life on the hollow’s grim rim.Her fate, a weight no soul could share,
Bound them both in the moon’s cold glare.
And in that night, where shadows surround,
They vanished, lost to the forgotten ground.
Under the pale moon, where grief was crowned,
She rose, forever the moon’s loyal hound.
"Very well, you desire to know of him.."
✧ The ephemeral hunter.✧
"Amhailt-Sith! I'll call him daft, but you'd be hard-pressed to find a man more clever in hunting, speaking, or dealing. Just make sure that you never find yourself at the opposite end of his table."- W'khael Tia
Name ✧ Amhailt-Sith
Age ✧ "A long, long 125 summers."
Occupation ✧ Voidsent hunter.
Identity ✧ Veena Viera ♂
✧ About Him ✧
When thou dost lay thine eyes upon this enigmatic hunter... one must ponder what secrets stir within the labyrinth of the Black Rabbit's mind.Yet, dear Amhailt-Sith proclaims himself naught but a humble hunter! Or so the tale goes. With a peculiar mask veiling his visage and attire tailored with unnerving precision, this curious Veena cuts a figure far removed from the coarse simplicity of a mere woodsman. Indeed, he bears the air of one whose true trade may be anything but the pleasantries he professes. Should thou muster the courage to engage him in discourse, thou shalt find a man most courteous, his honeyed words laced with titles bestowed as if he were a courtier addressing a noble. To him, all are equals—beneath the shadow of mortality, are we not but the same in the end?Ah, but those acquainted with this mysterious Rabbit whisper of his unspoken duality. No matter the veneer of propriety, no matter the polished tongue or whimsical airs, this gentleman harbors a wicked flair for mischief. Yet fret not! For Amhailt-Sith is no mere trickster; his discerning gaze is as sharp as any blade, ever vigilant and unyielding to the world's subtle deceptions.Still, he is a creature drawn to the depths of thought, musing over minutiae as if unearthing some profound truth hidden in the mundane. They say this Black Rabbit is both a charmer and a schemer, a blend of wiles and wit who always ensures his hand is never left empty. What is it that he truly seeks? Perhaps even he cannot say. Or perhaps... he simply does not wish to share.
XIII
"When the chapter of our lives concludes, we must turn the page over to the next."
『The Hunter's Twilight March】
Through twilight’s veil, the hunter strode,
A solitary soul on a boundless road.
His eyes had seen both joy and woe,
Yet still he marched where few dare go.The stars were distant, the winds were cold,
The shadows deep, their whispers bold.No dawn could break the vow he bore,
To chase the light and seek its lore.Through forests black and tempests high,
Where shadows writhed and silence sighed,He marched, a figure carved from gloom,
Forever drawn to the shadowed moon.The silver queen, in clouds enshrined,
Cast light that faltered, never kind.
And so, he walked, through endless night,
A soul consumed by shadow’s flight.
✧ Hooks ✧
✧『"A voidsent hunter ain'tcha? I reckon ye could help my woes and I?"』
"Depends— what's in it for me?"
Perhaps you're having a problem with a dastardly voidsent and in dire need of a hunter who could knock 'em dead? Then this good hunter shall aide thee ... For a fair price; be it coin or something of import.✧『Mhach』
"Aye, I've the knowledge of the once proud civilization. Like rats fleeing a sinking ship were they."
Weiss takes a considerable deal of interest anything involving Mhach— an interest bordering on obsession. It is curious as to what is the origin of her curious mania but it matters not for Weiss proves to be quite the formidable scholar when it comes to the War of Magi. Oh, how her mentor laments at how extraordinary she could be as a hunter war scholar if she were a bit more diligent and disciplined. Alas, it is not the case.✧『Misfortune, and more misfortune!』
"... By any chance do you have a spare cigar to lend me, stranger?"
Uh oh! It seems like all she has to her name is 3 gil, some lint in her pocket, and perhaps a candy wrapper. It would be surprising to learn that despite being a hunter she is in the red all the time! Weiss may be a mediocre hunter when compared to her mentor, but it just seems her trouble doesn't end there. It really just seems that she keeps on getting into more and more trouble.✧『Debt.』
It seems like Weiss hurried off, dropping whatever she was doing in the moment!
.. In addition to the above, perhaps you've lent her one too many cigars and she is in your debt. However, the mutt seems to have run off without ever repaying you! Are you someone who is owed a delectable meal or more? If you're someone who is owed their dues and have ties to the underworld.. Unfortunate.✧『Blackblood and that health of hers.』
"Please don't touch me so carelessly. Thank you."
How curious. The gash glimpsed beneath the fold of her cuff does not bleed as it ought. What trickles forth is no bright crimson, but a thick, tar-like ichor, darker than midnight oil. Her pallid skin, the hollowed depths beneath her eyes, and those violent coughing fits that wrack her frame—threatening to snap her very ribs—together whisper of an affliction far graver than the sleepless nights she so casually invokes.✧『Faith』
Faith—such a force, stirring the hearts of the masses and urging them toward some brighter tomorrow. Yet for this hunter, the devotion itself holds little allure; it is the fervor in the eyes of the faithful that catches her breath. She marvels at their ease, the way they surrender to belief and find solace where she feels only unease. For though she steels herself against scripture and shrine alike, there lingers a shiver in her bones whenever she steps beneath a vaulted roof or hears a hymn echo too close. Still, she cannot help but wonder if, in time, she might learn to seek comfort as they do—without surrender, but perhaps with peace enough to quiet the ghost of that fear.✧『▀▀▀』
Ah, yes... you remember her. How could you not? The memory clings to you like a shadow, refusing to fade. Her figure, etched into the dim corridors of your mind, stands amidst the others—the children. Helpless. Silent. Bound together by fear, waiting... waiting like lambs, trembling at the precipice of a fate too cruel to name.. That dreadful, unholy night, bathed in the cold, silver light of the full moon.✧『Mirrors』
"Mirrors.. When I look into the reflection I see—"
✧ Hooks ✧
✧『"A voidsent hunter art thou not? Please ser, I beseech upon thee for thine aid."*』
"Certainly, as it is my sworn duty to thee."
Perchance thou findest thyself plagued by some vile voidsent and art in dire need of succor? Then this ephemeral hunter shall, out of the kindness of his heart, banish thine nightmare to the shadows whence it came.✧『Mhach』
"Why, I've the knowledge of the once great city! However.. If I may ask: what piques thine interest?"
To understand one's enemies, you must learn their origin. Hence, Amhailt posses a wealth of knowledge on Mhach and the War of Magi. Or perhaps thou were exploring tutorage? He is privy to share knowledge if thou art worthy of it.✧『Beloved Mentor』
"I've taught many and many more. Doth thou haveth the wit to endure my tutelage?"
Ah, beloved he is indeed— aye, for he hath taken many beneath his wing and tempered them in fire as one tempers steel. Yet to be wrought into strength is to walk through the very flames of the seventh hell itself.✧『Art』
"Art is naught but a testament of man and his refusal to concede to death's requiem."
Thou mayst find him at a gala, staring long at some painting others call plain, or tucked away in a theatre savoring tales most deem foolish. Yet beware—his passion borders upon obsession, and alas, his taste in novels and films is most dreadful, filled with lurid romances and tales unfit for polite company or those with a semblance of taste. Still, he swears by them!✧『Hunter of Eld』
"Pray, I am naught but a humble hunter! I've seen much in my long years."
For a man who hath walked 125 years, rumor follows him as surely as shadow. Tales abound: some say he slew a beast with but a single stroke, others whisper nonsense too wild to believe. Say, why not ask him thyself, and test what be truth, and what mere tavern fancy?✧『Hex & Spell』
"Why, if thou hast need of aid in curses, charms, or olden hexes—thou needs only call."
Cursed though he be, Amhailt knows well the weaving of foul wards, the undoing of hexes, and the tangled skeins of magic. Fear not to ask, though the price may be strange.✧『Of Dust & Purity』
"Pray, do keep thy hands clean, for filth is the herald of pestilence."
Though a hunter by trade, Amhailt harbors a keen dislike for grime and foulness. One may find him wiping steel far longer than blood demands, or straightening a table that no one else thought askew. Subtle, aye—but telling.✧『Funerary Keeper』
"The dead deserve safe passage, dost thou not agree? I shall guide them beyond, as one would a weary traveler home."
For a spell, Amhailt labored in a funeral home, where silence weighed heavier than stone. There he learned to tend to the departed with dignity, and to offer solace to grieving kin. Whispers tell that he still carries the touch of a psychopomp—able, when asked, to see a lost soul safely across that final threshold.✧『Dreams』
"Ah, to "Dream".."
Dreams he treasures dearly, be they wondrous or absurd. For in dreams lies the charm of mortal hearts, and he would hear of thine with delight.『Mirrors』
"Why, if thou haveth the desire to imitate.. There is none that does it best than a mirror— wouldn't thee agree?"
✧ OOC ✧
✧ Hello, my name is Windo! I'm 21+ years old. To start off, thank you for taking the time to check this carrd. I am I'm in the Central Time Zone! (GMT-6) Please note— I'm a little shy! Please be nice to me haha however check out my bluesky!⚠ I DO NOT interact with characters who are below 21. I deeply apologize! ⚠In addition to the above, I also ask that my RP partner to be 21+. I will not be interacting those under 21.✧ I prefer paragraph RP, but I can mirror just fine!✧ I do not tolerate homophobia/transphobia/racism. Therefore, I will not tolerate your presence. Terms like: Futa/trap is also not tolerated.✧ This carrd is subject to change! So look out!✧ Please know IC does not equal to OOC. How my characters act is not who I am as a person! In addition of the aforementioned nature, by all means I DO NOT CONDONE a lot of the themes/actions that may be presented in a roleplay and do not reflect my views in the real world. If you are uncomfortable with the themes presented, please let me know! I am more than happy to accommodate!✧ Please ask if you're going to inflict bodily harm on my characters. In addition, it also goes without saying this extends to character death.✧ I love dark chocolate like how I love D/RP, but I don't mind slice of life from time to time!✧ If my hooks doesn't work out no worries! I'm open to ideas!✧ If you would like to RP in the future be it in game or on discord please send me a tell!
【 Sunflower】
Helianthus annuus
Maesil— "You've got that shinnin' radiance to ya. You always are on the face of positivity.. Always seein' the best in everyone. Including me."Lady Lhuil—
"Thou art a peculiar lady, yet the discourses we share o'er tea greatly enchant me. I feel as though we could speak for days, mind to mind. "Miss Camilla— "Though our meeting was but brief, I feel as though we shall be friends for a long while, for we both do love folk most dearly.
【 Spider Lily】
Lycoris radiata
Ser Baba—
"Thou art a merchant most proficient, not only in the selling of thy wares but in the weaving of thy very words! Verily, if thou couldst, thou might even sell me an impossible dream! Yet, alas, we are not so easily beguiled.
I do hope that one day we might continue our discourse in earnest."
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Jumei— "You always seem to always put up with Koko and I's antics. But you've shown me that as cursed as you may be, you were a blessing in my life."Koko— "With you and I, I feel like as if we can take on the world together. If the world may be against us, then we at least will have each other's backs— even in Hell for where we are destined."
【 Lilium 'Stargazer'】
Lilium orientalis
Lady Galahad—
"My dearest unicorn, mine own most cherished friend! Thou and I, who dost dream of the heavens and the impossible... To the seven hells below would I go for thee. 'T hath been such a long, long time since I have spoken with one so merry as thee. I do hope that one day I may share my dream with thee... One day, thou shalt know it."
【 Foxglove】
Digitalis purpurea
Lady Ena—
"My dearest lady, mine own fair prince, thou art wondrously cunning, with amethyst eyes that conceal secrets I am resolved to uncover. Verily, thou hast ensnared this foolish rabbit's heart, and I do swear to be thy shadow, ever at thy side... However, 'tis been many a year since last I was beguiled, thy warmth feels as true as when first we met. Perhaps one day thou shalt know mine own truth, for time eternal lies before us, dost it not?
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【 Snapdragon】
Antirrhinum majus
Arty— "You've changed my way of thinking. Perhaps we aren't so bounded by our fate as you've proven it to me over and over. I only hope to be as strong as you. Because of you … I think I finally know what the moonlight feels like."Ser Ambrose—
"Gods above! Heavens, I do greatly fear thy snares, even as I admire thy mighty prowess! Verily, thou art an enigma. It is mine own regret that I did treat thee so harshly in days past. Perchance, one day—…"
【 Dandelion】
Taraxacum officinale
W'khael— "You've changed me for the better. Perhaps people can in fact change regardless of their past. Because of you … I think I finally know what sunshine feels like."Ha! Ser W'khael—! "Thou art more than thou dost seem, that is most certain! If I were to name one whose thoughts run nearest to mine own, it would surely be thee. I do wonder where our fellowship shall lead us in days to come... Shall we reach the same conclusion?"
【 Gladiolus】
Gladiolus italicus
Ser Iefyr—
"Thou art one of the most noble I have e'er beheld, and so steadfastly dost thou hold to thy beliefs. Rare 'tis that such fortitude doth I espy in these latter days, yet with thy faith, I do verily believe thou shalt go forth and change both others and their world!"Iefyr— "It feels as if I've known you for a lifetime and yet.. I do wonder what kind of face you're making— if I look like someone, I hope you find them one day."
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Reflections glimmer in those revealed — yet others lie unseen.
A few broken shards stand out, beckoning you forth.
.. One is of a woman whose dirty blonde locks is in disarray. A forlorn expression rests upon her face.
.. And one is of a well dressed man with fine silver hair. A strange mask rests upon his face.
