Romance
"My lust is chaos incarnate—an endless hunger that devours reason, leaving only the need to have you, to claim you..."
Santeria had long since given up on the notion of true romance, having resigned herself to a solitary existence amidst a whirlwind of fleeting, unfulfilling trysts. For lifetimes, she had taken mate after mate, indulging in endless one-night stands and casual flings, but none of these connections had ever truly lasted. Santeria had all but abandoned hope of ever discovering the depth of feeling and unbreakable bond that was said to exist between true mates. That was, until the fateful day she crossed paths with the enigmatic and alluring Cain Havok.
In his smouldering gaze and the electrifying pull of his presence, Santeria glimpsed the possibility of a love she had scarcely dared to dream of. With Cain, she felt a connection that transcended the physical, a meeting of minds and souls that set her very being alight. It was as if the stars themselves had realigned to bring them together, destining them for a love that would defy the ages.
From the moment of their reunion and mating, Santeria found herself irrevocably bound to Cain in a way she had never experienced before. Where she had once flitted from one lover to the next, she now remained steadfastly loyal and devoted, her heart and body belonging to Cain alone. And should any dare to interfere in their sacred union, to lay claim to her mate or attempt to lure them apart, they would face the full, unforgiving wrath of Santeria's immortal fury—for she would spill their blood without hesitation, her love for Cain the most primal and unstoppable force in all the world. They are eternally bound together.
FAMILIAL
"You know in the old days, if a witch betrayed her coven... they would kill her."
TBA
Platonic
"Better the devil you know than the angel you don't."
Santeria's social circle is a sparse and selective one, with only a precious few individuals she deems worthy of the title "friend." She views most casual interactions and relationships through the narrow lens of her role as High Priestess, a position that casts an imposing shadow over her personal life. The thought of engaging in social niceties that don't directly serve her spiritual duties fills her with a palpable sense of disdain and discomfort.
Santeria has little patience for the frivolous small talk and superficial bonding that most people take for granted in their interpersonal relationships. To her, such interactions are a wasteful indulgence, a meaningless exchange of pleasantries that offer no tangible benefit. In her eyes, one is far more likely to earn the status of "acquaintance" than that of a true friend. But even that tenuous designation requires that the individual possess something Santeria deems valuable—whether it be a rare occult artifact, specialized knowledge, or a skill that could advance her mystical practices. Without such an asset to offer, an ordinary person has virtually no chance of breaking through Santeria's aloof and suspicious demeanor.
Adversaries
"I will hurt you for this. A day will come when you think you are safe and happy, and your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth. And you will know the debt is paid."
Santeria is a force to be reckoned with, a dark and formidable presence that casts a long shadow across the cosmos. With a legion of enemies trailing in her wake, she has left a trail of devastation in her path, her power and ambition knowing no bounds. Societies have crumbled under the weight of her wrath, reduced to rubble by the sheer force of her will.
She is a merciless killer, snuffing out lives with little remorse, driven by her own twisted sense of purpose and the unquenchable thirst for domination that burns within her. Whether the target is innocent or guilty matters not to Santeria—all who stand in her way will be crushed beneath her heel, their pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. She is a being consumed by the hunger for power, her allegiance pledged not to any moral code, but to the dark forces of her own coven, whose interests she serves with unwavering devotion.
In her eyes, the ends always justify the means, no matter how heinous the cost. And so she marches onward, a harbinger of doom, leaving a trail of devastation in her wake as she carves a path of conquest, her reign of terror touching every corner of the cosmos. None are safe from her unyielding quest for domination, for Santeria is a force of nature, unstoppable and unrelenting, a true nightmare made manifest.
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High Priestess
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RELATIVES
| NAME | Santeria Charon Decuir-Mandagoran Havok | | SIGNIFICANT OTHER |
Cain Havok
| | MOTHER | Shiva Decuir | | FATHER | Vishnu Merchion | | GRANDPARENTS [MATERNAL] |
Amaterasu Decuir
Brahma Remus
| | GRANDPARENTS [PATERNAL |
TBA
TBA
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| DAUGHTERS |
Cirice Decuir
Sephoria Decuir
Krishna Decuir
Dharma Decuir
Invidia Decuir
Avidia Decuir
Nymphadora Decuir
Vanity Decuir
Trinity Decuir
Raven Decuir
Melinoë Decuir
Malum Decuir
Maelis Decuir
| | SONS |
Angelus Deuir
Raphael Decuir
Isaac Decuir
Grendel Decuir
Raziel Decuir
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| SISTERS |
Nevaeh Decuir
Nirvana Decuir
| | BROTHERS |
Abaddon Decuir |twin|
Neo Decuir
Ba'al Decuir
Seth Decuir
Christian Decuir
| | AUNTS |
Trivia Decuir
Polaris Decuir
Psyche Decuir
Niobe Decuir
| | UNCLES |
Cosmo Arcus
| | COUSINS |
Deimos Decuir
Damara Decuir
Lilith Decuir
Jericho Decuir
Lamia Decuir
Valhalla Decuir
Bahamut Decuir
| | HOUSE HAVOK |
Luca Havok
Angelion Havok
Karisma Havok
| | ANIMAL COMPANIONS |
Luck Be A Lady
[Tyrant Rancor]
Malvora
[Undead Rancor]
Various Zombies
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N O W P L A Y I N G
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Blood, Tears, and Dust
LACUNA COIL
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