Name: Hysteriana “Ana” Kine
Age: 239
Species: Human, Witch
Height & Weight: 5’10, 155 lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark Brown

Relationship: None
Titles: Witch of Dry Gulch
Residence: Dry Gulch & Vex Mora, occasional wanderer

Within Simul: ‘Crop Blesser’ by day and ‘Fortune Teller’ by night, sometimes she appears as an old crone in need of help - and those that help her don’t always make it safely to their own homes. She can also be summoned to perform dark magic on behalf of others.

In Dry Gulch she uses her old knowledge from being a priestess, she pretends to be a part of a temple and will offer blessings to farmers and crops, women and babes. At night she will ‘tell fortunes’ to those foolish enough to visit her home. Her house rests on the outskirts of the town, her land long sold to surrounding neighbors. She will often take her victims from Dry Gulch to her property in Vex, for more guaranteed privacy.

If she is not in Vex due to a victim, she will be there because of the summoning shrine (in items) being used in the city, or else to do a bit of shopping or trading.
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Physical Strength:
Normal - 4/10, After Consuming Human Heart - 6/10, After Consuming Demon Heart - 7/10
Ana is a twig, she cannot get into physical altercations (unless she has done a ritual or consumed a heart). Strength boosts from rituals (consuming victims or demons blood and hearts), last up to 10 posts.
Mental Fortitude: 8/10 - Ana has magic sight and can see through illusions. She cannot be charmed.            
Magic Resistance: 7/10 - Cannot be counter-cursed. Weak to holy or light magic. Elemental magic can be contended with but she’s not immune to their attacks. Earth/plant magics she combats by turning to rot.
Immunities: 7/10 - Immune to common diseases, plagues.

Looks: Pale, smooth skin. Hands that have never known hard labor (other than cutting a person). Light brown eyes, neutral expressions. Long, dark brown hair. Smiles and kindness learned from the past are now faked professionally. More pictures for inspiration/items at bottom.

Special Markings: None
 
Wardrobe: Her clothes are enchanted to show no damage (tears, rips, dirt, stains) and to soak up blood (her own or others). The blood can then be transferred from the fabric into desired holding items. Her most prized pieces of clothing are her belt and helm (listed in items). She often wears blacks and dark reds. Sometimes large flowing concealing pieces, but when in Dry Gulch she dresses to match the locals or else as a priestess wearing beautiful, heavenly white.

Personality: Easily fakes social niceties (very believable). Convincing smiles and veiled happiness for others.  Doesn’t give a crap about anyone or anything otherwise. Selfish.​

Brief History: Once upon a time she was a beautiful young woman, becoming a Priestess of the Bountiful Harvest (befitting of Dry Gulch). She had a loving husband and two beautiful daughters. A fire broke out in a house next to theirs and spread quickly. She lost her family and her beauty. The temple of the Bountiful Harvest and the people of Dry Gulch had no way to support her, and no one had use for a widowed woman. Her grief and rage at her loss, and the hatred and jealousy she began to feel for those around her, formed into a desire for power. Power to never feel weak or alone or dependent on anyone else. Power to show those that mocked, ridiculed, and turned her away, were wrong to do so.

She turned to an old crone, the only one that would take sympathy for and help her, and through their ‘friendship’ learned of the old crone’s dark past and began her own descent into darkness. This would lead to her ‘replacing’ the old crone and inadvertently taking over the old woman's pact with evil.

Through black magic and sacrifice she has regained her beauty and ages slowly. At 213 she decided to birth a ‘monster’ in hopes she would have made a familiar but- it was not what she wanted or expected. How could a witch of her magnitude and darkness love something as grotesque and weak as a faun? Something so meek, inept, and gullible could never be worthy of love.