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NICKNAMESXX Rin (Preferred), Blondie (Tolerates), Hot-Head (Hates that one)
AGEXX Twenty-Two (22)
SEXUALITYXXHomosexual | Homoromantic
ETHNICITYXX White American
ROLEX Witch
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Just like all those who can control elements, Erin's connection is no doubt strong as it's a connection to nature itself. But just like all of those who can control fire, the most unpredictable and dangerous element if left neglected, can be deadly. Due to the unpredictable and volatile nature of fire, Erin had to learn how to control her powers at a young age, as they started showing up around ten years old. From things randomly catching on fire whenever she would start up small tantrums as a child, or when she'd become emotionally unstable, the fire place would flicker to life in massive flames. But would easily settle and calm down after she was calmed down. And as such, her powers are very much so connected to her emotions, the stronger the emotion behind the use of her magic, the stronger it can be.
Like all Pyromancers, Erin is able to exert flames from her palms, finger tips, feet and mouth if she genuinely tries hard enough, but the prior two are the most common. She can form small flames with a snap of her finger tips, or fireballs in the flick of her wrist with ease. Something she can do with little to no issue, often using her magic in the form of party tricks or helping with cooking, usually in the form of helping setting a fire or helping the flames not die out. If you're the physical source of a fire-starter, why not put it to good use? Even if she isn't always allowed in the kitchen.
In terms of combat, Erin is, by nature a pacifist. She refuses to engage in most forms of violence. But that isn't to say she wasn't taught how to defend herself or others. While she chooses to not take part in violence, when it comes down to it, Erin is a rather fluid and dangerous fighter, using the ability to shoot out flames from her fingertips or feet, as if an extention of her body, much how martial artists will use weapons in armed combat, much is the same way that she uses her magic.
Only times she ever willing engaged in a violent altercation, were during the few attacks on their witch coven. Especially the one that wiped out her family aside from Jessie (and unknowingly Remy who is still alive). Erin fought alongside Cas's mother and sister, and watched as they went down defending Erin as she had got herself backed into a corner. Ever since that night, she's refused to use her powers openly, even with the small conversations with Cas trying to help gain better control over her powers, she just refuses to push herself towards her true potential, as she's afraid she'd only end up hurting someone and she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she ever did...
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H E I G H TXANDXB U I L D: 5' 7" | 126lbs | Average but muscular build
Erin is one that could be considered the epitome of unorthodox, especially considering her upbringing, as well as how most people present themselves. Erin is mainly considered such due to her appearance that stands out all too easily in a crowd. From her natural platinum blonde hair and darker roots, and just as dark eyebrows, that rest above her dark green eyes and pale skin. Even at a young age, Erin always had an interesting appearance, from her rather sharp features to the always constant sharp look her eyes gave off. Often being told her face always has a pensive expression, with her eyebrows usually knit together across her forehead, or her jaw usually clenched tightly together. But whether or not she's truly lost in deep thought, or it's just her natural expression, that's anyone's guess. People usually tend to underestimate her, from her seemingly average build. But contrary to what many think, Erin is kept rather in shape and fit, even if her stature deems otherwise.
Surprisingly enough, Erin knows how to take care of her appearance, as it is one of the few things she prides herself on outwardly. Her long hair that is usually styled messily in an almost mane like fashion, oftentimes pushed back, and is shaved in a few areas. Mainly the sides of her head, and around in an undercut fashion. The messy blonde mop of hair is usually tied up in loose ponytails, or is let down and flowing passed her shoulders behind her, but always depending on how she feels that day, as well as what she plans on doing or going. The fancier she goes, and the more glamorous her appearance will be, often always being on the more masculine end of modern fashion, or more androgynous as some have said. From long, knee length coats and jackets, often times being along the lines of trenchcoats, long sleeve, button up shirts and pants with loafers or boots. One thing is always a constant, her attire always consists of the darker colors in some fashion. And black is always a constant in the form of an overcoat.
As for any oddities about her appearance wise, aside from her oddly natural platinum colored hair, Erin doesn't have much. Except for a large tattoo that covers her entire back, covers her shoulders and goes down to both of her forearms. The art-piece stops at about halfway down her thighs on the front and back, ending in what seems to be nonsensacle shapes. Odd shapes and formations, along with entire parts of her arms, back and sides being blocked out. She's never explained what caused her to get the strange tattoo in the first place, but considering how much of her body it covers, one would think she was dedicated to the process, as the process itself had taken well over forty hours to complete. Oddly enough though, due to her sense of clothing, not much of the tattoo can be seen except for the portions of it that creep out behind her shirt color on the back of her neck on occasion.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y:
Contrary to the first impression that she give off, and her rather rough-looking exterior, Erin is quite the opposite of how she may seem. And people are usually always taken aback by the actual nature of the woman, versus how she presents herself. On the outside, she looks hardened, cold, and none confrontational. One that would be best to avoid at all costs, as her facial expression is usually always left on the 'resting bitch face' mode. But the moment she starts talking to someone, her entire face lights up with a genuine smile that reaches her eyes. Once someone can look past the rough, tattoo-covered, and somewhat odd presented exterior, one can see that she is an incredibly kind, caring, outgoing, and but awkward individual who simply just wants to be one of your best friends, if she sees you being worth her time, that is. She is also what many would refer to her as a "fucking dumbass with a good heart." Never really knowing where the line between self sacrifice and self slaughter lie, as she's always willing to put her own happiness and well being aside, just to watch out for someone else.
Erin is very reserved in most aspects of life, as that's just been her way for as long as anyone has known her. Never prying into anyone else's business or asking questions that she probably shouldn't. What genuine ignorant bliss she may otherwise live in, she has enough cognitive function to know when to keep her nose out of people's business. But one thing has always remained, she's always been an open ear to someone and a shoulder to cry on for whoever may need it. Even if it's just her and the other person sitting down in complete silence, she'll be there. If just her presence is enough for the other person to not feel so alone, then that's what she'll do. Sit there in silence until they're ready to talk, or not. She just knows what it's like to have no one there at times when talking may be too hard, simply sitting in silence may be enough for someone.
When it comes to romance or relationships in general, Erin is a hopeless romantic. Easily finding simple gestures and actions to be worth more than the larger gestures or presents from people. If someone holds a door open for her or giving a genuine compliment means more to Erin than receiving a gift ever would. As surprising as it may seem, Erin is also the type to make a gift for someone out of something simple, like making a necklace or bracelet from simple twine and simple pebbles or gemstones, and make it something beautiful, or simply drawing an exact replica picture of someone or something and giving it as a gift. Whatever the cause, small gifts and presents aren't an uncommon thing to receive from her. Even if it's just a friend, she's been known to give them things out of nowhere, always with a genuine smile on her face. Whether it's her genuine kindness, naive nature or what have you, but she's always been one to care for others, even if they may seem like the hardest people to reach out to at times.
But ever since the attack on her coven that left her and her cousin as orphans, she's become rather cynical in nature. Distanced herself for a while as she tried to piece everything together as reality had hit her a little later than the others. Whether it was pure denial of the fact her entire family had been taken out in one night, aside from her cousin, or just the general way that she is, no one knows. Losing her parents was hard enough on her for sure but, having lost her best friend, Remy, after it all settled, it messed her up for a good while.
It was practically coming to terms with losing her other half and best friend. Something she hoped would never happen, and when it did...It was too soon. All too soon. Those two always had an odd relationship, coming across as closer mother and daughter relationship than Erin's own mother at times. She was so close to the woman, and the moment she lost Remy (as far as Erin knows, Remy is dead, unaware of the woman being alive), Erin felt a part of herself die that day as well. A part of her being lost that night.
People have noticed that she occasionally gets irritable and agitated about certain topics being brought up, and around certain people, particularly Shane. She used to be someone filled with so much life and excitement, which has slowly started to come back but since being with Cas's pack, for the most part she has been often referred to as a cynic and rather bitchy by people she isn't exactly close to. But those that have known what she's been through may say otherwise, as they know she wasn't always this way. They just hope that the old Erin comes back to them, if that's ever possible as she's even said that she feels hopeless..
F E A R S:
| Dark water; there's not much that scares Erin, but one of the few things that does is seemingly endless, inky dark water. You know the kind, where the bottom can't even begin to be seen, no matter where you look it's just darkness. She almost drown as a child in one of the surrounding lakes where they used to live when she was a child, and she hasn't touched any large body of water since. | Fire; ironically enough, the very element of which she has control over. The fear itself comes from the prospect of possibly being taken to be burned at the stake. Erin has only ever heard stories of witches being taken out and burned on a pyre. Whether it was from books, or stories from people who she dared to even ask. The thought of dying in such a barbaric and brutal way chills her to the very bone | Death; ever since the attack on the family home, Erin hasn't been able to shake that sinking feeling that the home invasion caused her. From the things she saw, the screams, and the blood. So...So much blood, that it hasn't left her mind. The idea of actually dying ever since that night had riddled her mind with her own death, something she never even really though about, and it plagues her every night in her dreams |
S T R E N G T H S:
| Verbal and physical persuasion, whatever the means, Erin is usually able to pull it off and get what she wants or needs. She knows it's risky, all things considered in what type of world she lives in, but if she has to put her own safety on the line, so be it. | Languages; from an early age she was taught to able to speak different languages, and as such she is able to understand what others are saying without the other person being aware of that fact, allowing her to know more than she is leading on. Which has turned out to have helped the group escape a few scenerios since being out on the road in the last six months | Magic; while Erin doesn't exactly like to boast about her skill with magic, for all too obvious reasons, in comparison to Jessie, she's the stronger one out of the two. Often preferring to not have to use her magic, she will if the time calls for it and has been proven to be a rather skilled fighter even if she prefers to not have to resort to violence. |
W E A K N E S S E S:
| Short temper; some things just make Erin tick and it's usually obvious when those buttons have been pressed. Naturally, Erin is a very relaxed and easy going person, but there are just some buttons one shouldn't press if they don't want to piss off a fire witch | Jessie; seeing as her only known remaining family member is Jessie, it's not surprising that Erin is overly protective of her. The two grew up together, being more like sisters than cousins, hell, even best friends. And as such, Erin is overly protective of her, even before the attack that took everyone else away, Erin always found herself looking after Jessie. If anything were to happen to her, well, Erin wouldn't know what she'd do. Family is everything after all |
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Growing up, things were rather good for Erin and her family, all things considered. They lived in a large cabin off in the northern mountains near the Great Lakes. Away from most civilization and people, except for the few families that preferred to live off the land like her family. Working as simple healers, fur traders, and doctors. Using natural remedies from plants and nature itself, which was imbued and often manipulated by those who had the ability of agrokenesis to help the plants grow faster and better than they would naturally. Which only ever helped enhance the affects of the products they produced. Life was rather simple and peaceful for the coven, while low-key about their true nature, as well as receiving protection from the Chambers family in trade for their services. Which, Erin remembered being nothing more than helping heal their wounds whenever the werewolves came to their door after a fight or someone fell ill. The witches kept the werewolves healthy, and the werewolves kept the coven safe. It was as peaceful of a life as most witches could be offered, and Erin had no issue with it, and neither did her family from what she could tell.
The years went on peacefully, being able to sit out in the forest for hours, sitting under the sun, running with the neighboring wolves through the forest or mucking about with the pack's children around the lakefront. Which, is where it happened. Erin, Cas, Shane and a few others were playing around the lake and Erin couldn't remember what exactly happened when she felt ice cold water encompassing her, but she does remember telling Shane to stop messing around and to stop pushing her. And then everything went black and unbarably cold. It was as if her entire body began to turn to ice within moments, and just as quickly she felt her body being dragged out from being submerged from the icy depths that would have been her grave otherwise. Muffled voices and blurred out faces were all that she remembered as she felt something warm and soft under her body before she lost conciousness. When she woke up, her parents told her that something happened at the lake, that she must have been clumsy and fell into the lake on accident and that she was lucky Cas had found her and carried her back to the cabin.
Erin never told her family what happened that day, that Shane was being an absolute dumbass and accidentally pushed her into the lake. As she didn't want to cause any issues between the families, especially if it caused the protection pact from the werewolves to end. So, she kept the truth of what happened to herself for the next few years. But the small grudge that she held towards Shane after that never left, as she still holds a sense of bitterness towards his carelessness, especially since he still refuses to see why she's angry with him. But as time went on Erin was able to move on from her petty feelings toward Shane and just accept that's how he was. And life resumed its safe and carefree way...Until one day.
The coven was preparing to finish up their last batch of supplies for the werewolves when it happened. Erin doesn't remember what happened first, the sound of glass shattering, the splintering of wood as the front door was kicked off the hinges or the sound of screaming. And the blood. So, so much blood. Everything was a blur as adrenaline and pure survival instincts took over as the more combative members of the coven, Erin included, helped protect those who couldn't defend themselves. It only lasted a few minutes, the feeling of hopelessness, before more people arrived. Ones that the coven all recognized. The Chambers pack had come to help, but by the time they had already arrived, most of the coven had been entirely wiped out, but they fought back. From what Erin is able to recall, as her mind refuses to let her focus on the more grizzly end, she remembers seeing a large grey wolf and a brown one defending her before they were both struck down in cold blood by two vampires, who had set their eyes on Erin.
The rest was a blur from then on until Erin felt a familiar presence sitting beside her as she was placed outside of the burning home. The voices were muffled and echoed until she fully came out of it, only to hear the words, "They're dead..." and everything came down crashing around her. She remembered screaming and crying, that they were still alive. That she was still alive. She just couldn't accept that they were truly all dead, there was no way. That was six months ago, and they've been on the road since. Moving from place to place, sleeping under the stars and in the large wagon they were able to procure from the Chambers' household since that fatefull day. Erin has kept a small, amethyst necklace on her person since that day. It's been the only thing she was able to take from the home that helps remind her of those she lost that night. Erin has her doubts about Silver Springs and if the town truly will be safe for them to start over, if there's even a point of starting over at this point, but she still has Jessie, and that's all that matters. Erin won't allow her last remnant of family be taken away from her, and will do whatever she can to keep the pack safe, they risked their lives for them, and she'd go down fighting for them...