Hair: Long, red, usually pulled into a braid
Eyes: Emerald green, seeming to change color with her mood. Her eyes will become darker when she is angry and tempers flare and lighter when she is feeling sympathetic or sad.
Height: 6'0"
Weight: Slender, less than 150 lbs
Clothes: Blue jeans with butterfly or floral embroidery down the legs, steel toed boots (heavy and clompy but great defense), and a cute blouse or sweater, usually some shade of green
Jewelry: green earrings, a pendant that changes shape with the phases of the moon
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Tara Kavenagh
She's a girl on a mission.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Emerald_2002
Description
Personality
Tara's usually a laid back type. She's shy and friendly. She is fiercely protective of her friends and family, especially her younger sister.
Equipment
Tara never travels anywhere without her steel toe boots. She also carries a black messenger bag with various symbols painted on it that, to the casual observer, seems to be empty but she can pull anything out of it she needs to. Weapons, food, books, clothes, even an entire tent.
History
Tara always thought she was an ordinary girl. She has two crazy, but fun, parents, a sister who is her best friend when they aren't trying to kill each other. She wasn't hugely popular in school but she had a group of very close friends.
Then, she turned 18 and strange things began to happen. It began with strange, and sometimes frightening, dreams. Then, she began to hear thoughts of those around her. She actually passed out in the middle of the cafeteria from the constant thoughts and powerful emotions bombarding her. It was then that she decided to see her Aunt Caitlyn, the only person she felt she could confide in.
Caitlyn revealed that Tara came from a long line of witches on her father's side. Since, in her family, she was considered half witch because of her mother's family she didn't receive her powers until she turned 18. She was also given a choice. She could train and develop her skills or she could not and her powers would fade and disappear by her next birthday. Tara agreed to train, even though her father was against it. He had worked for many years to hide his abilities so he could live a "normal life." He and Caitlyn had always argued about their views about their family past.
Tara went to Caitlyn's house every Saturday for training. By the end of her senior year of school, she was able to block outside thoughts unless she chose to listen, which was rare, and she had mastered the basic fire-to-ice spells and a few charms. As a graduation gift, Caitlyn bought her a black messenger bag and helped her charm it so she could magically pull anything she needed from it. Then, the two took a trip to Europe. While camping somewhere in the middle of Ireland, Tara woke to the sound of screams and a blinding light. She poked her head out of the tent to see Caitlyn battling with a woman with long, black hair, blood red eyes and a medieval style gown also in black. Flashes of red and green light were everywhere and it was difficult to see. But Tara could tell her aunt was slowly growing tired. Suddenly there was a near-blinding red light and a crashing sound louder than thunder. Tara ducked back in the tent and when she heard nothing but silence she looked out again. There was no one else outside except her aunt, struggling to crawl toward the tent. Tara raced to help her. She tried to give her aunt a healing potion but her injuries were too severe. All Tara could do was hold her aunt.
"Keep... training..." Caitlyn breathed. Tara sobbed and begged her aunt to hang on.
"I can't do it without you," she cried.
"Sweetie, you... have to... I have faith in you... Beware of that... woman..."
"Who was she?"
"A dark witch... master in the black arts... She'll be back..."
Tara could tell her aunt was fading fast but there was so much more she wanted to know. "Where do I go to train? What if she comes back? I'm not ready."
Caitlyn smiled. "You'll find a way... Listen to your heart..." And with those words, she died in Tara's arms. After a fit of hysterical crying, she vowed that she would defeat the woman who killed her aunt. She would master her powers and avenge Caitlyn's death, even if she died in the process. Although, she hoped that wouldn't happen.
So begins...
Tara Kavenagh's Story
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The setting changes from Space to Gambit's Bar
Tara Kavenagh Enters the room and looks around. She spots and empty table in the corner, sits down and orders a glass of water. She removes the bag from her shoulders and sighs. She was tired and she wondered if what she was doing was worth all the exhaustion and stress.
Tara Kavenagh enters the bar and finds a table in the corner. She brushes the bangs of her long, red hair out of her face and sighs. She's exhausted from her journey and just wants a drink. She sets down her bag and pulls out a book. But, instead of reading, she watches the other people in the bar.
Tara Kavenagh smiles watching the exchange between the girl and the woman. She stands up and walks over to the bar. "I know what else can at least put you in a better mood," she says to the little girl. She rummages through the fridge and pulls out milk and chocolate syrup and begins mixing it together in a glass. "I'm still a beginner in magical healing," she says to the woman. "But, this always made me feel better."
Tara Kavenagh After getting herself a glass of milk, she looks up to find the woman with white hair gone. "Dang, I was going to ask if she could help me." She chugs her milk, grabs her bag, and decides to continue her travels
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walks in and notices there is still a lack of staff here. She slips behind the bar and makes herself a cherry vodka and cola before sitting in a chair by the fire.
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Tara Kavenagh Her face blushes almost to the shade of her hair. "Sorry, I'm just frustrated." She smiles at Milo and Dallas, still feeling completely humiliated.
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She takes a sip of her drink and takes a deep breath. "I'm trying to figure out a way to continue my study of witchcraft but I don't know where to begin. I also am trying to find the woman who killed my aunt." She took a shaky breath as the memories of that day came flooding back.
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She couldn't help chuckling a little at this. "I know. And I'm not drowning my sorrows." She ducks at the sound of the gunshot. "What the hell?"
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When the priestess vanished, she sighed and slumped in her chair. "Second time she's done that," Tara thought. She decides to take a walk outside.
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Ahh...this. This is much more like it...
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"I've got a fix." The Tactical officer reported, and a large icon flickered to life on the holographic display in front of Admiral Hanley.
She affixed her gaze to the soft cyan hues of the representation of space, with the occasional lighter icon depicting space debris. She watched the flickering yellow outline of the Obsidian Eagle.
"Hail them." Admiral Hanley instructed.
"Obsidian Eagle, this is the Esteem broadcasting on a priority one channel, please respond."
The message would repeat until they responded, as the hulking form of the Reverence II rounded an errant asteroid.
She affixed her gaze to the soft cyan hues of the representation of space, with the occasional lighter icon depicting space debris. She watched the flickering yellow outline of the Obsidian Eagle.
"Hail them." Admiral Hanley instructed.
"Obsidian Eagle, this is the Esteem broadcasting on a priority one channel, please respond."
The message would repeat until they responded, as the hulking form of the Reverence II rounded an errant asteroid.
AC 52020: A NEW ERA BEGINSThe year is AC 52020, after the first colony fell. Pervasive mobile-suit warfare left Terra in ruin, again, but Sol Enterprises returned to the news as it released a premier line of nu-type mobile suits, bringing about a hum of peace for the decade.
Quieting unrest in the wilds, a new group of adventurers arose from the ashes.
Quieting unrest in the wilds, a new group of adventurers arose from the ashes.
While the greatest of horrors lurk just beyond the horizon, the Multiverse faces a new threat. Rumours of ancient origin spread like wildfire, scattering the arcane legends throughout the well-connected cluster of leystones lit up like sprites on the fiery wind.
NOW RECRUITING
IN
WING CITY PLAZABut where must they go? Only a Cartographer would know.
Hanley Grimaced, as the full projection of the Obsidian Eagle flickered in front of her, the dull hum of the Reverence's CIC's systems filled her ear, offering a distracting ambiance from the gravity of the situation.
She turned towards EVE, and began to nod. "Transmit all relevant data on the Asylian attacks on the Empire, and their known intention." The Admiral instructed, and EVE quickly complied, before she opened the comms channel.
"We need your help, an entity that calls themselves the Kingdom of Asylia have declared war, they have invaded the Imperial core systems, and have been carrying out hit and run attacks. They are adept in the use of magics, and psionics, and they are technologically advanced than us." These were strange words coming from an Aschen officer, whom usually regarded their training and equipment as the best.
"They hit Molecay, and the colony world of Cryo, and we've suffered heavy losses from their attacks." The Admiral explained.
She turned towards EVE, and began to nod. "Transmit all relevant data on the Asylian attacks on the Empire, and their known intention." The Admiral instructed, and EVE quickly complied, before she opened the comms channel.
"We need your help, an entity that calls themselves the Kingdom of Asylia have declared war, they have invaded the Imperial core systems, and have been carrying out hit and run attacks. They are adept in the use of magics, and psionics, and they are technologically advanced than us." These were strange words coming from an Aschen officer, whom usually regarded their training and equipment as the best.
"They hit Molecay, and the colony world of Cryo, and we've suffered heavy losses from their attacks." The Admiral explained.
From out of the uncharted darkness of Space, a large rock-like object appears, arriving from out of the depths of Gehenna, from among the Hall of Riots, and heading slowly along a straight trajectory, heading for one of the nearby galaxies. It had taken over 100 years for the black lump to travel this far, having ventured over many millions of light-miles in that small amount of time. The rock seemed to rotate slowly along a slightly curved axis, having no distinguishing markings or features. The chunk of rock had an uneven egg-like bumpy shape and a black glassy reflective surface almost like obsidian. The object moved through Space at a steady pace, never speeding up or slowing down. The rocky object gave off no radio signals, no life signals or heat signatures as it drifted timelessly for several years without ever colliding with anything or switching direction, just coasting casually through outer space, heading closer to the cluster of galaxies.
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