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Jaxon Winters

A witch

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Augustus

Description

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Name: Jaxon Winters
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Nationality: Canadian
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Ethnicity: French & Irish
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 176lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Purple
Equipment: Black skull bandana he always wears over his face.
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Black Enchanted violin
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Guitar
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Cello
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Skills:
Witchcraft- Largely powered by the rune tattoos he wears all over his body.
Necromancy
Charms
Spells
Curses
Hexes
Summoning

Bio:
Jaxon was born into a family of witches in Canada. His family taught him at home how to perfect his 'craft' while growing up until he reached high school. That's when he started going to these small camps out in the wilderness for more advanced learning. He graduated from high school, and had no real desire to go to college. Instead he decided to live the gypsy life and travel around the world playing music for people. He tends to use magic for more frivolous ventures rather then practical uses or anything.

Assistant:
Name: Häns
Age: N/A
Sex: ..... Male?
Height: A hand's width (ba-doom tchss!!)
Weight: 3oz
It's literally a magical floating pair o butler gloves
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Bio:
A summoned assistant of Jaxon, Häns helps Jaxon out wherever really. Whether it's carrying equipment, playing an instrument or holding a beer.

So begins...

Jaxon Winters's Story

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Jaxon Winters Pushed into the door and looked around the pub. He took a sniff and lead himself further inside the bar to get a good look around. "Huh...Seems like a quiet place." Jaxon moved to the counter and adjusted his bandana looking around. "Hello?" It felt like a morgue in here. Was it even open?

The setting changes from the-omalley-pub to The Plaza

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun

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Jaxon smiled walking around the plaza seeing the lovely sights and scenes. "This place is nice... That woman wasn't kidding when she said that it was a pleasant place to be. He continued to make his way further seeing different people and plants, when he decided that not would be a good place to play a little song.

Reaching inside of his jacket, Jaxon pulled out a violin case from seemingly thin air and opened it up taking out the violin and bow. He tuned it, and put the case back mysteriously inside his coat where it disappeared. He was about to play when he saw a man (Francis) reaching towards the sleeping woman on the bench. "Excuse me..." He hoped to stall and get the man's attention. It was probably none of his business however. "Is everything alright?"

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun

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#, as written by Maree
"No, everything is not alright. That man tried to steal my locket away from me!" Lyra pointed at the would-be thief and shot a nasty look at him.

"This is the only thing that I have left. I lost everything and you were about to take it from me. What kind of thief are you?" Lyra screamed at the thief. Her voice cut through the peace like a hot knife through butter. Birds squawked in the trees and took flight. A few eyes settled onto Lyra and the men around her.

"If Pensey were here he would teach you the basics of being a thief! You're not even a thief, you're a cut-purse and a lousy one at that!"

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun

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"There's no problem for a very poor person stealing from a poor." He said to her. "And there is no good thief, even if you help the poor. In the eyes of others, you are a criminal, that's all." He added.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun

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"Ahuh..." Jaxon sighed and let go of his violin which just hung in the air where he was standing. He approached both of the people, and look at either one reading there faces. "Look, nothing was stolen right? Then it's all good.... Let's just calm down and enjoy this place." Jaxon snapped his fingers and the violin levitating behind him started to play on it's own. It played softly, not wanting to overpower the natural sounds of birds and people talking.

The witch looked to Lyra, then Francis and adjusted his billed beanie cap on his head. He looked around some people starring at him oddly. One, for the bandana he had around his face. And secondly, he had a floating instrument playing behind him. Wouldn't the citizens of this place be use to 'weird' by now?

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun

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Lyra's eyes snapped to Jaxon. He was using magic, or what looked like magic. She became very uncomfortable around the man and nervous. People who used magic where evil and unpredictable. It did not help that he wore a mask to conceal his features. Lyra cursed herself for not noticing the details sooner. Her exhaustion was unacceptable.

A reflection of Lyra on one of the many mirrored surfaces watched Jaxon from behind both Jaxon and the thief.

"I am leaving," Lyra announced, and she stood from the bench.

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Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun

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"Well one can't appreciate a good music. Nice music and cool mask." He said to Jaxon. "Makes me want to snatch 'em, but nah, too risky, doing it in front of the person who uses magic and with a crowd" He added.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun

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"Hm? Hey wait!" Jaxon would jump in front of the startled girl holding his arms out. It probably didn't help that the front of the black bandana was the design of the lower half of a skull. On top of that,l he charmed it to where the jaw moved with his when he spoke. "Don't tell me I spooked you away?" He looked to Francis casting him a questionable glance after he said something about stealing. "Let's just settle down here alright.... My name is Jaxon Winters. I'm a traveling musician." The violin kept playing in the background proving he indeed, was a witch.

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Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun

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"You don't give the sorry feel with the music playing, more like confessing." He said snickering. "Well I'm Francis Braun nice to meet ya." He introduced.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Parem'Zel

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#, as written by Sonofel
Parem'Zel Parem walks into the gardens of The Plaza, taking in the peace and quiet of it all.

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Character Portrait: Master Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Parem'Zel

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#, as written by Sonofel
Parem'Zel As he wanders through the garden, a sense of restlessness overcomes Parem. Hearing voices off in the distance he decides to investigate. He quickly pulls out a piece of parchment shoved in his coat pocket and writes a message to his guide. "Going to take a look around, if you can find me, do so. If not, I appreciate you taking me this far. Oh, and thanks again for the drink. With respect, Parem." After posting the note on a bench nearby Parem, full of energy and desperate for answers, continues on his journey.

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Character Portrait: Master Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Russe Lory

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#, as written by Remæus
Master glanced over the note, wondering if Param found what he was looking for. With the distinct feeling that they would meet again, he set out to complete his own objective.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God

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#, as written by Remæus
Loki, the Trickster God looked startled, surprised that newcomers had arrived in Proxi already.

Well hello there, friend! What brings you here today?
he exclaimed inquisitively.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God

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 “ In response, the simply let out a terrified scream and jumped back in panic. "Aqua!! Use Hydro Pump!! Get rid of it!!" she shrieked. ”

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God

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#, as written by Remæus
Loki, the Trickster God sprung up in a leap, instinctively changing his position before he could be attacked. Jumping across the plaza, he landed in a crouch with a snarl on his face.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God

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#, as written by Remæus
 “ Get rid of me? ”

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God

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 “ "Nevermind!! Run!!" The girl and the odd catfish creature took off like a bullet, leaving behind a massive trail of dust. ”

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God Character Portrait: Dread Pirate Captain Blackheart

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#, as written by Sepokku
The Orbus, a beautiful ship that had once belonged to some Eldritch force from before the dawn of the Universe as Blackheart knew it. It had since become home to a beautiful maiden from beyond the stars, one that could come and go as she pleased, the same one that had led him to the Emerald Eye Pendant, and all the horrors that the Impervious Door had held...

Now? Now The Orbus was unattended as always, sitting in a lush garden hidden away on a corner of the Æthereal Plane. Why it was here was open for debate, but frankly debate wasn't why the ex-Pirate had come here. As he strode through the garden, a ruckus caught his attention, a girl with a creature from Ruula running from some kind of... "F...Fera? Is that one of the Fera..."

"Coyote man? Do you have a moment... Or... Is eating Ruulanites too important?"

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God Character Portrait: Dread Pirate Captain Blackheart Character Portrait: Emrath the Bold

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#, as written by Remæus
Loki, the Trickster God snapped his attention towards the newcomer, almost immediately straightening out as he stood up.

Ah, anything you wish, traveler. Have we met?

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God Character Portrait: Dread Pirate Captain Blackheart Character Portrait: Emrath the Bold

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#, as written by Sepokku
"Aye, I should think not... Bipedal coyote creatures aren't exactly the kin i like to... surround myself with..." Looking about again, seeming to find the scene wanting someone, he turned back to the Coyote creature, giving it an appraising look, things on this plane were rarely as they seemed

"I'm here on business... What can you tell me about the gardens around here...? People who came and went, the like..."

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God Character Portrait: Dread Pirate Captain Blackheart Character Portrait: Emrath the Bold

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#, as written by Remæus
Loki, the Trickster God chuckles.

Well then! I'm sure I can help.
he offers, a smile appearing on his face as he leaned back and placed his hand behind his head.

You're in Proxi! Good ol' Vexar made these here realms. Did you come through the Port?
he inquired.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God Character Portrait: Dread Pirate Captain Blackheart Character Portrait: Emrath the Bold

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 “ Nicole runs the other way, seeing her first route was a dead end. ”

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Character Portrait: Vexar Marques Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Nicolette Porter Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God Character Portrait: Dread Pirate Captain Blackheart Character Portrait: Emrath the Bold

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#, as written by Sepokku
With a low whistle, the man surveyed his surroundings, reaching into his coat to produce a silver flask. Removing the lid, and after taking a long draught, he offered the flask to the coyote man. "Aye, we be in Proxi, want a drink? Draft's only brewed three realms over, and costs a literal arm and leg..."

After waiting for the coyote man's answer, he continued "S'anyways... about the people that frequent here. . ." The sheen of silver from a dragon man caught his eyes, but wasn't why he was here.

A quiet voice chuckled in the back of the supposedly reformed man's head, "Why are you here then..?"

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God Character Portrait: Dread Pirate Captain Blackheart Character Portrait: Emrath the Bold

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#, as written by Remæus
Emrath the Bold finds himself in the most bizarre of circumstances, having been foist from the midst of battle to land in a thud on the ground.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Hunt Character Portrait: Jaxon Winters Character Portrait: Francis Braun Character Portrait: Russe Lory Character Portrait: Loki, the Trickster God Character Portrait: Dread Pirate Captain Blackheart Character Portrait: Emrath the Bold

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#, as written by Remæus
 “ What the... ”