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Paxton Killian

"Magic has it rules and I have my limits"

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a character in “magic in the mountains”, as played by Simple_Imperfections

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"We will be perfect. I will be perfect."



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|Name|
Paxton Nox Killian

|Nickname(s)|
Pax

|Age|
Appears Twenty-five; 25

|Race|
Witch

|Gender|
Male

|Sexual Orientation|
Pansexual



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|Appearance|
Paxton stands at a perfect 6'0. He has smooth caramel skin, that will deepen in color the longer that he spends in the sun. His skin virtually holds no scars or marks. He has does eyes that are filled with the deepest chocolate brown hues. When he smiles, it brightens up a room and true happiness can be found. It is usually always covered with pants. His hair is dark brown/black and he usually keeps it as a mini afro on his head. Paxton is toned and all his muscles are defined. He works hard to keep himself looking like he does. His style of dress is usually one that is casual and doesn't draw much attention.



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|Abilities|
Lunar Magic - ability to perform moon related magic

Limitations
- Can only perform spells utilizing the power of the moon
- Weakest in the day and during a New Moon
- Most powerful under a Full Moon




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|Personality|
As the son of the Desdarea leader, he tends to obsess over maintaining perfection. Paxton tries to be an upstanding citizen and shows that witches aren't bloodthirsty tyrants. He follows the rules almost too perfectly. He tends to follow around his mother and to learn what he can from her. He can be quite shy and reserved around new people. It takes a while for him to open up and trust those around him. There have been others before that attempted to get close to get closer to his mother. When he makes friends, he tends to be overprotective of them. He cares for them too hard and will even put their well-being above his own. Paxton can be a bit naive about love and preach the words he has been taught since he was a child. Rarely does he step out of his comfort zone, but he has been tempted. Paxton stays within the limits of his magic and tries not to move past what he had been taught.




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|Mini History|
Paxton was born in the village of Desdarea. He had heard the detailed stories of the evil sorcerer since he was a child and even now is still told the story as a reminder of the kind of witch he should avoid becoming. He is the one and only son of the village leader. He holds his position in high regard. For one day, he will be leading this coven into the future. Upon discovering his magic, he has made sure not to stray from the path set before him. Paxton and his family were the closest things the witches had to royalty. One wrong move and it looked bad on the entire village. In his free time, Paxton will teach the children of the village the history and some magic. Paxton loves his village and he wouldn't change a thing about it. They don't need the humans and the tiny bout of land they have is plenty.



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|Face Claim|
Chance Perdomo

|Dialogue Color Code|
#6979E3

|Writer|
Simple_Imperfections

So begins...

Paxton Killian's Story

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Character Portrait: Venus Mortem Character Portrait: Cassian Atwater Character Portrait: Elewen Dame Character Portrait: Paxton Killian
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the time of year when the coldest peak of the Cleif Trye Mountains melts into green grass, the Summer Solstice


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The witch village of Desdarea was always blanketed in snow, aside from one day of the year. On the summer solstice, the longest day of the year, the witches of the weather specialty would rid the village of any sign of snow for one true day of summer. It was a sign of hope, that the witches and sorcerers of the world would continue on even in the harshest of conditions.

The village center was the heart of the festival. The weather witches and those involved with preparing the festival made sure that every inch of the square was filled with colorful lights and mind-boggling decorations that made the usual dullness turn into an actual dreamland. There was nothing more sacred to witches than celebrations, and Summer Solstice was no exception. It was the one time outcast and beloved were in one area to live as witches were meant to - without any abandon. There were even travelers that came in just for the Solstice, bringing in merchants and entertainers alike to partake in the memorialized day.

Cassian would have been completely content watching the festival from the comfort of his bedroom. His room in the house had a great view of the village center, but his parents knew very well that if he was left in the house, his eyes would not move from the pages of his books. So he trailed behind Nandor and Ilari, hoping to find some shadowed corner in the bright festival where he wouldn't be bothered. "Isn't it exciting to see all the grass again, Cassian? This is my favorite day of the year," His mother tried to encourage him, but he merely shrugged. This day, while joyous for many people, served as a reminder for just as many that they were trapped here in the snowy mountain top and could only enjoy this green grass through the efforts of their own magic, not from nature itself.

But his father gave him a look to play along, and Cassian finally murmured, "It's great, mom." His parents were also much more friendly and talkative with the members of the village, which was more of a struggle for Cassian. There were a few people his age that he could hold a conversation with, but a few of the older witches in the village always acted strangely around him, which made him feel even more self-conscious than usual. As his parents fell into different conversations, he moved to a more secluded area of the festival where he could read and hopefully avoid any further disturbances.

Year after year, Elewin had grown bored of the Summer Solstice. The only thing it was good for was keeping the Elder Witch and her council preoccupied with the event that they didn't bother with her or her family for one night. Engel and Lyris had stopped participating a few years back, leaving Elewin to wander out on her own to have a little fun for the night. There was no way Venus was going to miss the Solstice festival, so she wouldn't be completely alone. Most of witches in their generation would be there, including Cassian and Paxton - who she preferred not to associate with but Venus always enjoyed messing around with the two sorcerers.

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One day a year, the snow melts in Desdarea allowing for the grass to flourish. One day a year, sorcerers gather to celebrate the sun shining brighter on their small village. One day a year, Paxton is anxious about his appearance before the people in his village. The Summer Solstice is very important to not only the villagers but to his mother. The people gather around to celebrate while his mother announces another year being in charge of the village. People gather from all over to take part in the festivities and feast their eyes on the powerful witch.

Paxton does not want to embarrass his mother or tarnish the reputation of the witches that had previously been so horribly tarnished. Though years were to pass before Paxton would be in charge of the village, he was still next in line. The people were watching him. His mother held him to an exceptional standard. Paxton couldn’t afford to let her or any of them down. ” Paxton?” His thoughts quieted as he turned to look at his mother, a bright smile on her face. ”Sorry, mother. I was daydreaming.” He explained simply. She giggled and linked arms with her son. ” Try to have fun on this Summer Solistice. If I need you, I will summon you.” She placed a kiss on the top of his head and split off from him, heading towards the center of the village. Paxton wasn’t familiar with the fun his mother was referring to, but he took this opportunity to find his friend Cassian. It wasn’t hard to spot him, he was face-deep in a book.

” We only get to grass once a year and you prefer to read.” He stated with a small smile. ” I was told to ‘have fun’ today and I would like you to join me on that. Preferably before Venus finds us both.” He stated hoping his friend would agree. Paxton did adore Venus, more or less, but she enjoyed rule-breaking and doing things outside of her comfort zone. Paxton needed his structure and rules. It kept him sane, more or less.

Venus loved the Summer Solstice more than anything in the world. The sun was high in the sky and she could feel the grass between her toes. She didn’t bother with shoes. Frolicking about in the grass without them, sounded like a better time. Her parents were hosting a booth telling the fortunes of travelers for extra coins. Venus eventually would help to provide blessings, but she wanted to enjoy the festivities first. She had been ready for this event when she watched the weather witches melt the snow. Venus genuinely did not know where to start, but she wanted to meet as many new people as physically possible. But she was going to start with someone she knew.

She tiptoed up to her friend Elewin, covering her friend's eyes with her hands. ” Guess who, love?” She questioned, a smirk appearing on her lips. Venus didn’t wait to hear her answer, she was too excited to get started. ” If you had guessed anyone other than me, I would have ended our friendship.” Venus linked arms with Elewin and started tugging her towards one of the merchants to see what they were selling. Venus always acquired the most items during this event. Some she purchased, others she swiped. Merchants never knew better and she loved shiny magical objects. ” Are you ready for the best day of your life, Elewin?” She asked, with the enthusiasm of a small child.

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His reading was interrupted, as expected, but at least it was Paxton. He was the closest Cassian had to a "best friend", so it was unsurprising that he was able to find Cassian first. He rolled his eyes as Paxton mentioned the greenery around them. "Right, the reminder that we only see this once a year. Unlike those people down the mountain that get it for most of the year," Cassian huffed back. He didn't mean to sound so resentful, especially when Paxton was just trying to be nice, but the Solstice had lost its glamour long ago. But he pulled himself from the corner he was hiding in, dog-earing the page he'd settled on before the interruption and stuffing it into his satchel. "For you, I will try to have fun. But I make no promises," Cassian said with a hint of a smirk, showing that he was teasing Paxton.

His parents liked that he was friends with Paxton, being the leader's son and the expected future leader of the village. Cassian's parents always had high expectations for him, despite his poor affinity for the magic he could control, and always believed he would continue their family's history of being one of the trusted families of the town. But it wasn't just that for Cassian. Paxton had no expectations of him, which made him feel more at ease and himself when they were together.

Cassion surveyed the stalls around them, wondering what would be the least likely to summon the two troublemakers that liked to bother Paxton and Cassian. "Did your mother mention anyone new coming in this year?"

Elewin had barely wandered into the festival when she felt two hands wrap around her eyes. She couldn't help but grin, knowing who it was before Venus revealed herself. "Who else would it be?" Elewin asked in return, letting herself be tugged towards the vendors. Truthfully, there weren't many people in the village that would openly associate with her family, but she had an easier time than her parents or other members of the Dame family. Plus, she had Venus too, and it felt like there wasn't a soul in the village that disliked Venus.

Looking around, everything looked the same as always. "I don't know how you get so excited about this every year. It's always a bunch of traveling merchants trying to take advantage of the 'mountain folk' and those storytellers who always exaggerate," Elewin commented on Venus' enthusiasm. It never ceased to amaze her the energy that Venus had every day, especially on events like this. Some of the objects caught her eye, but she would wait until the end of the festival where merchants could be haggled down to get the rest of their stock sold off so they wouldn't have to carry it down the mountain.

"You know what would be the best day of my life?" Elewin said in a low voice, making sure that no one else would hear her. "If we visited the Capitol one day. I bet if we follow the merchant paths it wouldn't be that dangerous," Elewin said with a mischievous grin. Leaving Desdarea for anything other than a life-threatening emergency that couldn't be handled by magic was basically out of the question, but it didn't mean Elewin would stop dreaming about it.