Post by kcstylus on Mar 25, 2023 3:09:01 GMT
Name: Maeve Hallowae
Nicknames/Aliases: Ice Witch, Winter Bride, Snow Maiden
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Sexuality: Hetero
Relationship Status: Single
Year of Birth/Death: 1381/1399
Place of Birth: Ireland
Classification: Sinner
Cardinal Sins/Virtues: Wrath/Chastity
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A brief (between two and three paragraphs) description of who your character is. What are they like at first glance? What are their ideals? What do they try to keep hidden?
Personality: In life, she had once been a kind girl, seeking to aid those who were injured or ill, using her magic and skill with herbs to aid others. But now in death, she is cold and ruthless, freezing any that would seek her destruction.
At first glance, her bluish skin, long black hair, and white dress give her the appearance of a specter, her weightless movements and levitation just cement this haunting visage as she moves across the outskirts of the Pride Ring, leaving a trail of frost in her wake.
Her only goal in Hell is survival until the end of the Age. She prefers solitude, rarely entering the city and interacting with others, as it is impossible to die from hunger or thirst in Hell, she hardly ever bothers buying any food or drinks for herself.
She avoids Overlords, Princes, and all those in a higher power than her she will not entangle with. While her power is mighty, she does not seek to rule or usurp others.
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History: Maeve was born in the late fourteenth century, in her time she lived with her family who practiced the pagan arts and used their crafts to heal the sick and injured, making their living through their medicines and magic. When the religious movement came to their village and turned the people’s hearts against pagan worship, the coven of witches feared persecution and hid their craft, swearing never to involve themselves with the holy men.
However, when Maeve turned 16, she was smitten with a handsome young man of the cloth, who showed her the love and mercy of God and she fell deeply in love with him. When their plans for marriage were known her family was enraged and conspired against her. They cast a spell to cause the man to fall deathly ill and in a desperate act to save him, Maeve used her potions to cure him, outing herself as a witch to the religious order.
She was taken from his home and brought to the townhouse, where she was accused of witchcraft and was to be tried by the swimming test at dawn, to prove she was indeed a witch. Before the floating test, in her cold cell, instead of crying out to God to save her soul, she gave into the wrath in her heart and performed the same curse of sickness on the villagers, the holy men, and her family that betrayed her.
At dawn, they bound her hands and feet, then threw her into the icy river to see if the water would reject her, Maeve instead sank in the ice-cold waters. As the world faded from her sight she saw the frightened and grieving face of the man she loved trying to swim towards her.
Her beloved had indeed tried to save her, but his body was too weak and slow from the illness, and by the time he pulled her out and got her on land, she was dead and her soul damned to Hell.
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Powers:
Ice Magic: Being a witch in life has given her a powerful soul and her power and appearance have been influenced by the elements of her death. Maeve possesses the magical ability to conjure and manipulate ice and snow. At will, she can manifest and shape various structures made of ice and snow or cold phenomena with this power, from snow flurries to blizzards. Her emotions can play a strong role in the intensity of her wintery effect. As a condemned sinner, her grief and fear are powerful but hazardous amplifiers of her magic.
A Deadly Touch: Should she ever find a soul or demon that would be willing to touch her, her ice spreads and freezes whatever comes into contact with her, including people.
Levitation: An element of her death, Maeve’s body is weightless as if she was still in the waters that took her life. She floats and glides across Hell, her feet never touching the ground.
Even when she rests, her back never touches the bed.
Skills:
Self-Preservation: Many wonder how she has survived so many cleanses throughout the centuries, and her method of survival is encompassing herself in a dome of solid ice 100 cubits deep. She only breaks open when the chime sounds that the extermination is over.
Singing: Every now and then, Maeve will sing old folk songs and lullabies. In life, her voice was described to be angelic, this trait has not changed even in death.
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Trivia:
Her hair always looks wet even when it’s dry.
Her clothing shares her body’s weightless features.
She wears a wedding veil as a symbol of her lost dream of wedding her beloved
Whenever she bothers to eat, she prefers the spiciest food (we’re talking molten), anything else she attempts to eat and touch freezes over.
She is interested in the Happy Hotel as a means to go to Heaven and find her love.
Links: N/A
Gallery:
Maeve in life: www.deviantart.com/kcstylus/art/The-Ice-Witch-Maeve-Hallowae-927812989
Maeve in death: www.deviantart.com/kcstylus/art/Helluva-Hazbin-Maeve-Hallowae-870702284
Nicknames/Aliases: Ice Witch, Winter Bride, Snow Maiden
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Sexuality: Hetero
Relationship Status: Single
Year of Birth/Death: 1381/1399
Place of Birth: Ireland
Classification: Sinner
Cardinal Sins/Virtues: Wrath/Chastity
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A brief (between two and three paragraphs) description of who your character is. What are they like at first glance? What are their ideals? What do they try to keep hidden?
Personality: In life, she had once been a kind girl, seeking to aid those who were injured or ill, using her magic and skill with herbs to aid others. But now in death, she is cold and ruthless, freezing any that would seek her destruction.
At first glance, her bluish skin, long black hair, and white dress give her the appearance of a specter, her weightless movements and levitation just cement this haunting visage as she moves across the outskirts of the Pride Ring, leaving a trail of frost in her wake.
Her only goal in Hell is survival until the end of the Age. She prefers solitude, rarely entering the city and interacting with others, as it is impossible to die from hunger or thirst in Hell, she hardly ever bothers buying any food or drinks for herself.
She avoids Overlords, Princes, and all those in a higher power than her she will not entangle with. While her power is mighty, she does not seek to rule or usurp others.
»»———————————————————————————————————————————————————————-
History: Maeve was born in the late fourteenth century, in her time she lived with her family who practiced the pagan arts and used their crafts to heal the sick and injured, making their living through their medicines and magic. When the religious movement came to their village and turned the people’s hearts against pagan worship, the coven of witches feared persecution and hid their craft, swearing never to involve themselves with the holy men.
However, when Maeve turned 16, she was smitten with a handsome young man of the cloth, who showed her the love and mercy of God and she fell deeply in love with him. When their plans for marriage were known her family was enraged and conspired against her. They cast a spell to cause the man to fall deathly ill and in a desperate act to save him, Maeve used her potions to cure him, outing herself as a witch to the religious order.
She was taken from his home and brought to the townhouse, where she was accused of witchcraft and was to be tried by the swimming test at dawn, to prove she was indeed a witch. Before the floating test, in her cold cell, instead of crying out to God to save her soul, she gave into the wrath in her heart and performed the same curse of sickness on the villagers, the holy men, and her family that betrayed her.
At dawn, they bound her hands and feet, then threw her into the icy river to see if the water would reject her, Maeve instead sank in the ice-cold waters. As the world faded from her sight she saw the frightened and grieving face of the man she loved trying to swim towards her.
Her beloved had indeed tried to save her, but his body was too weak and slow from the illness, and by the time he pulled her out and got her on land, she was dead and her soul damned to Hell.
»»———————————————————————————————————————————————————————-
Powers:
Ice Magic: Being a witch in life has given her a powerful soul and her power and appearance have been influenced by the elements of her death. Maeve possesses the magical ability to conjure and manipulate ice and snow. At will, she can manifest and shape various structures made of ice and snow or cold phenomena with this power, from snow flurries to blizzards. Her emotions can play a strong role in the intensity of her wintery effect. As a condemned sinner, her grief and fear are powerful but hazardous amplifiers of her magic.
A Deadly Touch: Should she ever find a soul or demon that would be willing to touch her, her ice spreads and freezes whatever comes into contact with her, including people.
Levitation: An element of her death, Maeve’s body is weightless as if she was still in the waters that took her life. She floats and glides across Hell, her feet never touching the ground.
Even when she rests, her back never touches the bed.
Skills:
Self-Preservation: Many wonder how she has survived so many cleanses throughout the centuries, and her method of survival is encompassing herself in a dome of solid ice 100 cubits deep. She only breaks open when the chime sounds that the extermination is over.
Singing: Every now and then, Maeve will sing old folk songs and lullabies. In life, her voice was described to be angelic, this trait has not changed even in death.
»»———————————————————————————————————————————————————————-
Trivia:
Her hair always looks wet even when it’s dry.
Her clothing shares her body’s weightless features.
She wears a wedding veil as a symbol of her lost dream of wedding her beloved
Whenever she bothers to eat, she prefers the spiciest food (we’re talking molten), anything else she attempts to eat and touch freezes over.
She is interested in the Happy Hotel as a means to go to Heaven and find her love.
Links: N/A
Gallery:
Maeve in life: www.deviantart.com/kcstylus/art/The-Ice-Witch-Maeve-Hallowae-927812989
Maeve in death: www.deviantart.com/kcstylus/art/Helluva-Hazbin-Maeve-Hallowae-870702284