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Iris Mehr

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.'

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a character in “Pangaea”, as played by Caille

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name.xx Iris Marine Mehr
alias. xx Iris or Ris.
age. xx Twenty-Five
pronouns. xx She/her
sexuality.xx Panexual (She just loves everyone.)





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personality.
Adventurous, bubbly, witty, and loving are probably the words that would describe Iris the most or at least the words her coven members would use to describe her. Iris has been an incredibly nurturer and empath since the moment she was three years old. She was keen on saving birds with damaged wings, or giving out hugs to people in distress. All Iris has ever wanted to do since that age is make people feel safe, happy and loved, so she does this by doing random acts of kindness, she'll find something to compliment about another, or she has had a good hunch on understanding someone's hardships despite not knowing them too well. She is incredibly bubbly and it is hard to stay so tough and bothered around her.

Iris is the kind of girl that you will see trying to get a crowd to start dancing, she will encourage people to just let go and be their true selves and that nothing else should matter. Iris is incredibly talented at making people feel heard and like they are the only person that exists in the world. She has been known to have a good banter with people, so despite the softness of her nature she is quick witted and enjoys a battle of the words if you wanna name it. Some of her cousins may even suggest that she enjoys arguments and debates, but only because she likes to challenge the norms of society.

The woman would love nothing more than the world to have peace among everyone, but she understands the line between peace and tom foolery. She doesn't want everyone to fit into the same mold, she wants everyone to be as they are and colour outside the lines.

All of that being said, Iris is complex and has her own inner turmoil's. She can be easily fixate on things too much to the point it becomes overbearing and annoying or she can be a little naΓ―ve at times. Jokes can sometimes go over her head or world references may be confusing to her at times. She hates admitting that she is wrong about things, so even if she is wrong she may go to the grave saying she's right anyways, so the woman is incredibly stubborn and persistent.






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fey ancestry.
It is Iris' Great grandmother who was a sun elf and possessed many magical abilities. It is where the height in the family comes from. The bloodline got a little trickled down because she had decided to get involved with a human. The coven line does go back as far as the times where witches were covered in shadows and weren't known to humans, but very little information about those times exist, at least in writing. There are folklore stories that get passed down from generation to generation.

Iris gets her height, and fey like features from her ancestry. She can survive off of human food, but to be at her peak of magical capability she has to feed on fey food otherwise her powers are incredibly dull. But as far back as they can trace, they have always worshipped and made offerings to the gods and goddesses listed above.


coven.
The Mehr coven is consisted of 7 families and overall 29 members. They are a small coven, but not small enough to be listed as a hedge coven. The Mehr coven is lead by Lily Mehr, Iris' grandmother and together they worship Ra, Aurora, and Helios for their natural healing powers. They call upon these three sun entities to gift them and bless them with their warm healing touches, or to help source out certain ingredients in nature. Which leads to their main magic specialty which has to do with nature and making remedies from natural resources. They take this a step further and prefer to create most things in their homes. For this they always pay respects to Persephone and Demeter for the offerings they provide.

The family has numerous spell books all held in their coven's library. They also posses non family history books and spell books, anything they could buy or were gifted overtime. The coven even has their own library tech who helps with sourcing information out and dedicates most of their life to reading the books in the library so they have a good knowledge of what is in each book. Back in the olden days of their coven this role was important as they were also the coven scribe. It is the library tech/scribe that has the most important role over the coven leader, at all costs they will be protected first.

The coven holds their head high as they teach their young ones that the most powerful gift you can have is not your magic, but it is the unconditional love you can give to another. It is such a powerful thing and often coven members are taught what happens when people lack that kind of love in their life and how that may be bridged to mending broken hearts. That and family is of utmost importance. You appreciate, love and cherish your family and it is with them you share your deepest and darkest of feelings/thoughts.

A lot of the coven members go on to be doctors, nurses, apothecaries, and peacemakers in the world. The Mehr coven wishes to bring sunshine and light into the lives of many, even those who have not see the light in their lives ever. They want to make people feel warm, safe and loved.

As a secondary study, the Mehr coven has been experimenting with oracle and prophetic magic. They aren't the most excelled at it, but they take great pride in learning the abilities through tarot cards, healing crystals, and even trying to read tea leaves. If it doesn't pan out they can say they at least had fun doing it. But they also look to the planets and astrology for this kind of magic. It is why a lot of the members will have similar middle names based on when they were born. Iris herself was born in march and is a Pisces, and one of the gemstones for Pisces is Aquamarine. This has created Marine to be her middle name.

Family 1; Lily, Rose, Iris, and Lavender.

Family 2; Hyacinth, Pansy, Tulip, Aster.

Family 3; Azalea, Poppy, Magnolia.

Family 4; Daisy, Jasmine, Fleur, Heather, and Ivy.

Family 5; Peach, Pear, Holly, Honey and Berry.

Family 6; Sage, Rosemary, Dillon, Cayenne.

Family 7; Cyprus, Sycamore, Ash, Oakley.


magical capabilities.
Ris being the first born of her sister and cousins meant that she was suppose to be destined with more of the family powers for when she hopefully takes over the Mehr coven. She did get a good deal of magical capabilities despite her interest being more in the realm of her coven's values. Iris is particularly good at calling on Aurora goddess of the dawn for morning healing. Her hands are always warm to the touch and they have been blessed with helping soothe aching pains that may reside in a body. Pain that is higher on the scale will just be dulled to become more manageable. Other than that she has used herbal potions to cure various viruses, fungus, and wounds. As with most things her healing magic has limits and she can't cure or heal everything, not even her grandmother can as the inevitable comes around every now and then. Other than that her magical gifts include some mild persuasion gifts that come from the god Apollo. She has an increased chance of persuading people to do what she wants, but of course it can always be resisted, it just may feel as they have a strong pull to agree. Other magical capabilities would be done with using spell incantations and using transmutation circles or candles. All spells have a certain percent chance of failing, but overall she caught onto her magical abilities quite quickly.





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family members.
Grandmother - Lily Mehr, Mother - Rose Mehr, Younger sister - Lavender.
Aunts: Azalea, Hyacinth, and Daisy.
Cousins: Pansy, Tulip, Poppy, Magnolia, Jasmine, Fleur, Ivy, and Heather.

Birth order: Iris (25), Lavender, Poppy (23), Jasmine (23), Fleur (22), Tulip (22), Magnolia (22), Pansy (20), Heather (19), and Ivy (17.)


history.

To understand Iris we would have to go back to her grandmother's history a little bit. Her grandmother Lily ended up having four daughters, Rose, Hyacinth, Azalea and Daisy in that order. Lily's partner passed just after Daisy was born, so Lily was left raising four daughters with just her younger sister and what was a 13 member coven. Lily was always meant to pass down the coven to Rose upon her 50th birthday, but as the times are shifting and with the rising conflicts coming about Lily has held onto the leadership, so she can continue to prepare Rose for everything it means to be a leader.

Rose fell in love on the wrong side of the tracks. The coven was fairly open to most members joining, but the man she wanted to be her partner was frowned upon. It took a lot of convincing, but Rose managed to get him in. Together they were bonded in the sun bath and a traditional Mehr Coven marriage ceremony was performed, bonding their souls for as long as their union lasted. Although the thing to note about the traditional marriage ceremony and sun bath is that it is incredibly tricky to just get "divorced" as a certain ritual needs to take place and there needs to be a justifiable reason and not just cause.

The spent a handful of good years together, they had their daughters Iris and Lavender together, but Iris was only 3 or 4 when the altercation in the Mehr Coven began. Slowly the men were going missing and turning up dead. There was no trace of what occurred, so there was no one to blame, but eventually Lily decided enough was enough. They hardly had any men left in the coven and nothing started to happen until Rose's partner came into view.

All Iris remembers is the rituals to ban her father's soul and presence from the coven and his exile. Iris never got to know why he had to leave or where he went, but part of her life's mission is to create peace in her coven again and hopefully find her father in doing so.

Iris only has fond memories of him and only remembers the good, but even still the little bits she has heard about the disappearing men, have triggered her to question everything and to seek answers. Kicking him out did not show unconditional love and Iris has never been presented proof of him doing these wrong deeds. Iris is looking for answers more now than ever.

She has always been adventurous, but she questions the true intentions of her father being kicked out. He is the sole reason she wishes to work towards gaining peace everywhere because everyone deserves a home.

As for her regular home life, she spent a lot of time dancing around with her sister and playing practical pranks on her cousins. They enjoy laughing, singing, and playing instruments. Everything always felt so light hearted an fun, but she had an extremely close bond with her younger sister and always told her she could lead the coven one day if she wanted, because Iris had no desire to run it

(History is told from an unreliable narrator and things may not be as they are written as we only know Iris' history from what she knows.)

So begins...

Iris Mehr's Story

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Character Portrait: Tanvi Pari Katari Character Portrait: Briar Ambrose Character Portrait: Iris Mehr Character Portrait: Jamie Day
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song x xx hex #2A6041
.calledby. vee
.prounouns. he/his
.location. university campus, professor’s housing

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The mornings were always for Vee. He was an early riser, no matter how little sleep the other fragments might have allotted for them the night before. They started every morning with an herbal remedy, courtesy of doc Ziran - made in that same mug Arlo had thrifted when they first moved to the city. It was the perfect shape to fit in their hands, warming them up.

Their room hadn’t changed much since highschool. It always felt like they never really moved away from home, no matter how many night’s they’d spend nights elsewhere or how many of their things they moved over. Vee had laid claim to a corner of the room, surrounding his desks with stacks of bins he had fashioned into habitats for some of his snakes. None of them were in need of a feeding, but he liked to take turns pulling them out for some individual attention.

β€œMornin’, Perlita.” Vee smiled, fishing out the orange snake from the aspen shavings it had burrowed itself within. Perlita sleepily coiled herself around his hand as he lifted her from the vivarium, her tongue flicking towards him. He brought the snake to his chest, she slithered around his neck, partially obscured by the mess of his curls.

β€œWill you be joining the morning hunt?” He asked her, grabbing his mug and a small bin tucked under his night stand as he slipped on a pair of slides.

β€œVee? Is that you?” His mother called from her bedroom.

β€œYes, amma.” Vee hollered back, throwing on an oversized jacket. He tucked a book under his arm, sliding his portable radio over his shoulder. β€œI’ll be right back, I’m going to have my tea by the grove.”

β€œOkay….do you want breakfast?”

β€œI’m not really hungry, but thank you.” Vee said, already knowing that when he’d come back his mom will have prepared an entire plate for him. His parents never missed an opportunity to be overbearing.

The actual college campus was far enough away that Vee didn’t have to worry about running into any of his classmates. On this edge of the campus it was just residential housing for the staff and their family. He kept the volume on his radio low, Tkay Maidza’s new hit playing quietly as he cut across his neighbor’s yard.They’d lived there since they were a teenager, even when they moved to the dorms it still just kind of felt like their hometown more than anything. No one even questioned when they saw Vee crossing their lawns, clad in an oversized bomber jacket, a sports bra, a pair of shorts and slides with bedhead that was out of this world - it was just part of the neighborhood charm at this point.

Before he even reached the grove he could see the grass begin to shift as the snakes slithered toward him. He didn’t know if they could just hear his footsteps or if they were just always around waiting for him, either way they never failed to greet him. He sat atop a tree stump, the garter snakes gathering around his feet.

β€œOkay, I know - you guys aren’t really here for me.” He pouted, opening the lid to the box and tossing out it’s contents. The crickets jumped in all different directions, the snakes following suit. Some lingered behind, their bellies full and preferring to linger by Vee’s side. He reached down, giving each one attention. Perlita slid down towards his hand, Vee frowning and placing her back around his neck. β€œNow, Perlita - you’ve had your turn. It’s Hattie and Frank’s turn now.”

After making sure everyone who wanted attention got it, he settled into place with his tea and book. The other fragments would often mock how he choose to spend his time in the light: mostly isolated, usually when their mind was falling asleep or waking up. It’s just when his mind lit up, there was no way of explaining it. He always enjoyed the company of snakes best. They enjoyed the stillness in his silence.

β€œVee,” His mother’s voice rang clear through her telepathic link. β€œYour breakfast will get cold soon, come home.”

Vee sighed, debating radio silence before sending back a dutiful. β€œYes, amma.”

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outfit x xx song x xx hex #2A6041
.calledby. katari
.prounouns. she/hers
.location. university campus

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β€œSo - what are we wearing today?” Katari asked the other fragments as she stood in front of the mirror, holding up her favorite selections. She rarely actually took any of their suggestions into account but if she played nice enough, Tanvi wouldn’t snatch a hold of the light as a way to defuse conflict.

β€œWe can change tonight before we go to the party, let’s just wear something comfy for school.” Pari said, making their arm twitch towards a cotton sweater.

β€œCome on - it’s the solstice. We have to look cute.” Katari yanked their hand back, turning back to her corner of the wardrobe. She could sense the tension in the silence, rolling her eyes as she pulled together an outfit she knew the other fragments would agree on. β€œWhat about this?”

The echoed in agreement, Katari throwing the clothes on the bed and sitting at her vanity. She supposed it was Pari’s as well - though Katari was the only one out of them who was good at make up. Opting for a simpler look to appease her other senses of self, she just put on a bit of liner and some lashes. She debated taking a stab at their hair but opted to leave it for later so it was fresh for the party, throwing it into a messy high bun instead.

She paused for a moment, sending out a few texts while she still held the light. The last text was more Pari, but Katari didn’t mind sending it on her behalf.

β€œI can’t believe you’re still making us go to classes today. I mean, it’s solstice day!” Katari complained to Tanvi, adjusting their clothes in the mirror debating between a cute boot or some oxford loafers. Just as she reached for the boot, Tanvi took hold opting for the loafers instead. Katari stumbled back into the under, grumbling the way down.

β€œIf I’m going to be walking around in the shoes all day, I’m going to pick them.” Tanvi said plainly, lacing up the shoes tight.

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After arriving late into the city the night before, Iris had ended up going to a bar for some shots. She wasn’t normally the type to just spontaneously party or drink, but after the rough day she had with losing some of the animals, she just wanted to get out of her funk. Part of her just needed some distraction to take her mind off of it. She didn’t want to reach out to her friends because she didn’t need the β€˜you’re amazing’ and the β€˜you will save them next time.’ All she really needed was some good old-fashioned fun.

Which undoubtedly she could invite Briar, Pari or Jamie, but part of her just wanted to immerse herself with strangers and people who didn’t know her, so she could just do whatever she wanted without someone to remind her in the morning.

The shots at the bar turned into her walking across the street to the club. The club was where she danced most of the night away and drinking. She doesn’t recall much else of the night.

So when her eyes finally fluttered open with it feeling as though someone was strangling her brain she slowly realized she wasn’t in her own apartment. Her eyes went wide for a second and she was afraid to turn over to see who it was. Slowly she began to pull the blanket off of her and gently beside her as she tried to get up without waking up whoever was next to her.

It took awhile, but the blonde had managed to get out of bed and was tip toeing around the room trying to find her clothes, but all she could really find was her dress. Regardless, she slipped it on and she began to walk out the bedroom door. The snores were still audible by the guy in the bed next to her, good she thought as she headed towards the bathroom to fix her hair up a little bit and after found her purse.

Just as she was about to leave with her heels in hand ready for her walk of shame moment the guy spoke up.

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When she finally got to her apartment she locked the door behind her and threw her keys and purse on the table beside the door and dropped her heels to the floor.

Grabbing water and some ibuprofen she collapsed onto her couch taking both the pills and the water, before slipping into a slumber.

She woke up to the little ding on her phone, it was a message from Pari asking if she were back in town yet. Her eyes struggled to focus on the bright screen as she tried to hit the right buttons to reply back to her friend.

β€œGot in late, went to a bar, SOS.” It wasn’t that coherent, but she did manage to insert the crying laughing emoji before she plopped her phone on her stomach. She probably needed to eat something, but that would be a later issue when she decided to get up off the couch.