The Coven Est. 1774

[Sweetp4u]

Porter, Ma Est. 1760

Let me introduce myself. I am Katherine Elizabeth Ralston. Barely 19 years old, and considered by many to be too old to be single and running my parents insane with my wilfullness. I have long flame red hair, and grey eyes. Stand rather tall for a woman in this settlement, I am 5'7" 130 pounds and sinfully busty, as the pastor puts it. My rebellious nature has gotten me into trouble a few times, and I spend alot of time in church. Kneeling and praying for guidance and decorum a lady of my statur should have instilled since birth. My father, Robert Ralston is on the town counsel, and is a handsome man for being 39. My mother Abigail is everything I should be. Quiet, meek, listens without arguement, crafty and organized. She, my mother, is 39 and the opposit of me. She has dark brown hair and blue eyes. My father has blonde hair and green eyes. No one knows why I have red hair and grey eyes. The pastor thinks its a sign that i am doomed for satan, and should repent. He always thinks i should repent...

The town is a small settlement, only a few hundred people populate this town. Its located on the shores of the Atlantic and in a very secluded and wooded area of massachusets. The town is generally ran by the religous members of the town. Stepping out of line or not follwing their rules and guide lines will get you into alot of trouble.

Katy (as she is generally called), had spent a long day in chruch, repenting her sins, once again, for defying her Father. The pastor was a little upset with her too. Lectured her longer today than he had ever before. Telling Katy to practice decorum and listen to her parents. And the whole nonsense that she should be married with children of her own, and not at home causing her poor aging parents grief. And that if She would but listen, God would guide her, as would the Pastor.

Once She had finished with her ritual repenting, Katy took a long walk into the forrest. Wanting peace and quiet. Once She got out of hearing distance, She let loose. She cursed repeatively, and swore they were all mules. Generally She kept her thoughts to herself. But recently it was so hard to be nothing more than a man's cattle, and not allowed to have any thoughts or opinions of her own... She just couldnt take it anymore. Katy felt she must had been born in the wrong century...

Sitting down next to an old tree, Bored , and still wanting to let the Pastor hear what she had to say, She kicked at this old root sticking out of the ground. After a few minutes, something in the dirt caught her eye. Digging around the edge of something which looked like an old piece of material. Once it was uncovered completely, She glanced around to make sure no one had seen what she had found. Carefully pulling out the bundle, Katy hurried and tugged the string loose and unwrapped it. It was a book of some kind.. Rather dirty looking and old too. Picking it up, She ran home and straight into her room. Once she was sure no one would come in to lecture her for her behavior, She sat down and wiped the book off.

A gasp escaped her lips... The title was "The Witches Handbook" Oh this was a sinful book! Witches and the sort was against the law, and punishable with death. She knew from the local's tales of Salem. Her heart raced, and her hands shook visibly. What would she do with it? Should She burn it and never touch this thing again?.. She really should. But she didnt. Katy slowly opened it up and read a few pages. It had everything here! How to cast, how to collect, where to place your bed, symbols for all kinds of things.. reading on and on, just bits a pieces... Her head jerked up, She heard someone coming down the hallway of their modest home. Quickly pushing the book under her pillow. She got up and went out to see who it was.

Katy's mother was standing ready to knock on her door when she jerked it open. "dinner will be ready shortly Katy dear.. Please go and wash up, your Father isnt happy with you." She turned and left Katy in the hallway. Walking outside to rinse in the stream, Katy planned. She would get all her friends in on this.. She had alot of female friends, who felt as she did. These men didnt need to run their lives.


** ok i know its a long intro, this thread is open to anyone who wishes to join. Those who wish to join the witches Coven will not know anything about Witch craft, this will be learning the spells on up. Im sure most know the history of this time. Women had no voice, and usually married by 17. Can be married or not. Can be members of the communtiy, the pastor, Katy's parents. But try and keep all the Witches near Katy's age, her friends would be about her age, so 18 and up. and lets have some fun! im not using old format for speach, im not that well versed in it but you are welcome to do so if you wish. **

Occ: ok a second note someone wanted me to add, there is sex in this story lol lots of it as he said... but a plot and characters too. there is spells, interrogations, punishments, spies, death etc. This will have constant twists and turns in the story to keep it intertaining and fun to write in. Hope everyone enjoys. and if you didnt notice i have a problem writing in first person so im sticking to thrid lol its easier.

 

[poohlive]

Introducing two characters.

John, the farmhand at the Ralston estate. 22, I'll write more about him later.

And, of course.
Pastor Harold Von Garrett :


The world is full of sin. If it weren't for the gracious kindness of the lord it would be a wicked place indeed. The lord kept us, and fed us, and helped us through these troubled waters. Of course, even the lord himself needs help.
Pastor Von Garrett had been doing just ever since he came to this quaint town of Porter. Sin was all around, but he had cleaned it up. Yes sir. Four witch killings in the past decade alone. He felt proud. Driving those demons out from the good graces of the town. They all needed saving though. Especially the young.
He went to counsel with all the children of Porter. Telling them to repent, to pray for their very souls. He knew of the evil surrounding these woods. The savageness of the injuns, temptation everywhere. He would help those who wanted to be saved into a kingdom of got. For those who could not be helped, however, must pay for their sins. On earth as in the firey pits of hell to which they would spend eternity.
He looked up at the whip. A cruel invention, helped in taking the evil out of those who needed more help than others. Red stains crossed it, and a small pool had formed since he had began using it's practices.
All for the lord, the lord knows pain. Only through pain can a soul only be truly redeemed. He will only do the lord's will, he can do no other.
Walking out of the church, be began romaing through the garden that overlooked this holy place. Thoughts of sins and damnation melted away as he caught his first glimpse of carnations.

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie

When her husband died, many had casting suspicious looks at her. She didn't know why she was just over 20 and her husband had been in his fifties and in ill health before they married. However she did have some say as she had her own home and money. She had sold off all but his small home in a rather unusual town. Mackenzie attended church regularly still wearing the black of mourning as it kept rumors at bay and it accented her pale skin and raven hair.

She had taken great joy in Katy's joy for life and they had quickly become friends.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Katy

She hurried into the alcove where they ate their dinner and sat quietly. Trying to appear timid and lady like. Her father gave her a real stern look.

"Katy dear.. you have to learn to be a proper daughter and wife! No man will have you my child, not as willful as you are.. Your mother and I are working very hard to secure you a husband with the Pastor, but your behavior isn't helping us." Her Father sighed heavily, and set his hands on the table. He didnt expect a responce from her, a proper lady would bow her head and nod in agreement with an adult male. So she did. Though she wanted to be no man's play thing. Her friend Mackenzie, Mac as she called her sometimes when they were alone, Had been a wife. She only suffered for it. And still now she suffered.. Katy looked out the kitchen window towards Mackenzie's house.. She wanted to go and share her find with her friends so badly! But she would have to wait until tomorrow. Her mother and father bowed their heads to pray for the gift of food and say thanks. Katy secretly thought they prayed their one and only child would become one who was accepted in this settlement.

Once chores were done tomorrow, she was going to find Mac, and tell her all about her idea...

Katy didnt look up when John walked in. He was allowed to eat with the family since he proved himself to her father. And ladies werent allowed to look at single men in their home. Only when permissable at social functions. Katy tried not to squirm,her corset was digging into her ribs something bad..

 

[oralchaos]

I would like to join your thread with a character of my own design.

Raven McCoy

From of the woods just east of town a stranger arrives on a single horse with no bags. He is average in height at 5'10 and weight at 165lbs. There was something strange about this man he wore all black with a single red cross around his neck. His steel blue eyes are pierceing to the core and his black hair hung loose covering half his face. Otherwise the man was well toned and attractive almost inhumanly so. The weirdest thing about him though was his age he had the body and face of a twenty year old but carried himself with the stature found only in the battle-hardnend and wise.

( trying to bring a warlock from afar into the quite town as an outside influence and mentor to the group of witches maybe find a mate )

 

[Sweetp4u]

occ: Welcome to the thread oralchaos, your warlock is welcome

 

[Nymph]

Sarah

Sarah was a pretty thing at her 18 years of age, with her golden-blonde hair and blue eyes. Her curves were also filling out a little lately but nively, though of course no one knew this, due to the decent, modest clothing.
Still, she was pretty, shy but pleasant...it might seem strange that she was not already married. The reason? Misfortune, or doom...Sarah had since her childhood been present when mysterious events took place--a perfectly healthy man suddenly dying on the treshold of his farm house, an unexplained fire starting...add the fact she had been born on Friday the 13th, and no matter how much the pastor preached against superstition, everyone saw her as a child of the devil, even though she always tried to do her best to ear a good reputation.

She was an orphan, and was now served as a maid in a farmer's household, where she was often harshly treated. Her only solace were her friends, especially Katy...

((OOC: hope this is ok))

 

[Sweetp4u]

occ: perfect! welcome

 

[MysticWolphi]

Modesty White

OOC:if you will allow me i would like to join

 

[oralchaos]

Raven sensed something at the edge of town. Dismounting from his midnight black horse he makes his way silently towards the spell he is sensing. With a twist around a stable there it is staring me in the face a young girl blonde and beautiful with a black aura about her only not of her own making, curious.

"My lady," said a flourish and a bow, "my name is Raven and your beauty has lit a fire in the inner depths of my sole. Might I have your name or shall this godess remain a mystery." With that he takes her hand in his and kisses it gently.

/The scan revealed what was suspected a spell placed at birth to bring death and destruction to all those entering the young one s heart. Easily defended against or destroyed. However lets find out more before action is taken. /

\Plus what would be exchanged for my help.\

 

[Sweetp4u]

occ: welcome mystic please join in!

 

[poohlive]

John


Bowing slightly, John made his way to the dinner table. He grabbed a chicken thigh, and piled himself up a plate of mashed potatoes. He looked around at the table, a simple smile to his face.
When he spoke, he chose the words carefully.
"I done wid plowen da fields."
The words came out long and slow, but recognizable. When he was done, he gave a nod, beginning to eat his dinner. His eyes sparkled with a simple grace. His face, even though it had dirt and grime on it, still possesed the innocence of a child. The life, and energy was still in him. It carressed him, right down to his matted brown hair.
The rolls were to his left. He looked at them, and then back at his dinner. The fork, a wooden tool, was dangling from his right hand. He contemplated reaching over, but thought it improper.
"M... Mister Ra... ra.. Ralston, could y... ew.... you"
The man passed the rolls, not letting him finish. He gave an assuring nod, not wanting to thank him personally. He hated to talk. Grabbing the plate with his right hand, he set them down taking two.
His left just hung there, lifeless. It was smaller than his right, which he worked everyday. The muscles on his right arm were massive, the arm of a hard working farmhand. The left, was small and dainty. It almost looked like siomeone had sewn another hand on. He could barely use it. A wrangled scar went from the forearm down to the elbow. If one could look closer, they would see it reached across half his chest, and go up to his chin.
Now, however the scar was mostly gone. His arm still had a hideous red leison, but the rest of it was no more than a white mark on his skin.
Quietly, he continued to eat his dinner. Making no more conatact with anyone but the chicken.
Ooc: Not quite sure what the accident was that crippled his arm and gave him his speech impediment. But as soon as I think of a cool story, I'll let you all know

 

[angel_lover02]

new character

Aidan Webster

"PLease father, don't hit me anymore, i won't do it again, i promise, PLEASE!!" Aidan begged as her father beat her. She wasn't sure why, it was probably just because he had too much ale with his friends. He stopped beating her and she noticed the huge bulge in his trousers. She was disgusted, before Aidan's mother had died, she had told her daughter the ways of men, and all the vile things they did to women. Aidan ran out of the room, all she wanted was to dream of a day when she was free. At 18, with her small frame and beatiful black irish looks, she was often offered marriage by the local men. But her father always refused, out of a selfish, incestual desire, and that was the one thing she was thankful to him for. Aidan knew he watched her while she bathed and undressed, but it was bearable knowing he would never touch her in that way, and because of him she would never have to submit to a man in bed. Sometimes, she wished the person she loved would love her back, but it was an unnatural, sinful love. Aidan sighed "Oh katy, if only you knew..."
She began her nightly toilet, yearning for the meeting she had planned for tomorrow with Katy and their friend Mac. and maybe she'd even have time to visit Sarah...

 

[MysticWolphi]

OOC: 5"4", 17 years old, long raven black hair, eyes never shown as they are witch eyes and people have been killed for having eyes like them alone, she keeps her eyes shut and people think she is blind

Modest White
I live with my mother on the edge of town, she is elderly and can't move about well, it is a good thing i am not blind as i seem to be, or mother would not be able to take care of me. I met Katherine at the school house though neither of us still attended the school, it was at the sunday prayer meeting. I was so bored listening to the pastor i almost fell asleep, but Katherine nudged me. In the shock of waking for a moment my eyes stared into hers, i was quick to shut them again, but i really pray at the meetings now, i pray that Katherine won't tell anyone.

 

[Nymph]

Sarah was feeding the horses. On the whole, it was a duty she rather enjoyed; it kept her out of sight of the farmer, who would beat her for the slightest flaw in her duties. He seemed to draw an almost carnal pleasure from it.
But it was not even the treatment by others that was the worst. It was her dreams. Some would have hanged her or at least locked her away simply for dreaming such lewd thoughts which she never had waking...dreams in which she actually would be enjoying the whip, or even worse the dreams that included Katy or her other friends---awakening from such dreams and remembering every last detail every morning, the shy young virgin always spent a long time in bed praying for forgiveness and deliverance from them, even more than from the curse that seemed to lie on her.

Suddenly turning at the sound of a voice, hastily brushing the dirt off her simple skirt, she stared at the stranger before her. Only the cross around his neck indicated him to be anything like a Christian. Her shy blue eyes took in his frame as a slight shiver ran down her spine--but not as much as when he spoke again, kissing her hand.
Blushing scarlet, Sarah stepped back in terror, staring at him. HIs words were certainly no words a faithful such speak, yet why did she know it wasn't only fear hammering in her heart?

"S-Sarah Harris" she stammered, the drew herself together as well as she could "Please, good sir...do not tarry here, if the house's owner sees us, he will hunt you for trespassing, and beat me for neglecting my duties."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Katy

occ: quick note. Mystic Lit rules minimumn age is 18, in all threads our characters cant be younger.


oc: Katy kept to herself durring dinner. She was already in a heap of trouble, she didnt want to add to it. Her eyes drifted up to John. He was a good looking young man, but his crippled state kept him alone. She had wished since she met him, she could help him somehow. She smiled a warm welcome to him, and cast her eyes back downwards. Her father always wanted a boy, but from the difficulties of Katy being born, her mother couldnt carry anymore children. The Pastor liked to blame that on lucifer, and Katy. She had learned since she was little to take the blame, she just didnt learn how to keep quiet about it.

As soon as dinner was over and dishes washed, Katy ask her mother, quietly, If she could go see Machenzie before it got dark out. Her mother nodded her head, and told her to hurry. She knew bed time was close. Katy kissed her mother on the cheek and ran to her room. Grabbing her shawl and her sewing bag. She placed the book into her sewing bag and covered it with some material. She glanced around to make sure no one had seen what she did. She had to find a hiding place for this book. And soon...

quickly exiting the house, Katy headed in a straight bee line for Machenzie's house. She knocked and waited to be let in. She called out just so Mac knew who it was.

"Machenzie its me, katy! Let me in before someone sees.."

Katy was going to inlist Machenzie's help in getting the rest of their friends in on this. She wasnt sure if she could convince Sarah or not, but Modest might like to join. Adian, she would have to ask them all. But she was too exicted to worry about it. She had the book, she could learn the herbs, and she could learn to cast spells if she pushed herself. Katy was lucky, very lucky. Her father had educated her and some of her friends in his spare time to read. He was the only male she knew who felt women should at least be able to read and write.. So he taught her and her friends off and on since they were little, and new to this settlement. That was the one and only thing the Pastor didnt know about. Tapping her foot, Katy peeked around the side of the house. She wondered where Machenzie was.

 

[oralchaos]

Raven

Raven

So Sara is her name I thought to myself as I took in every detail of her face and body. A beautiful girl without question yet she is still pure to the touch of man, perfect.

I look at the house in wich the master is occupied and whisper under my breath, "nocturus demegante." I then procide to give my full attention to the girl standing before me. It appears that she heard at least part of my incantation. How is that possible only one with the gift could here my incantations. Then realization hits home a natural witch stands before me a rarity in itself for in all my 300 years of searching only 2 naturals have been found. No wonder the black book of spells made its way to this town it appears to be a breeding ground of potential.

"Sara fear not of the master of this household for he is sleeping the sleep of ages and shall not wake for at least two full days. What you heard me say is an incantation to ensure our privacy. I believe would should talk. Would you care to join me in the house for answers to the wuestions I see in your eyes." With that I turn towards the house and begin to walk up the steps I can sense that she is not following. "Oh yes, that black cloud of destruction that has followed you your whole life I know its source and how to destroy it." That did it i can hear her slowly following into den. Where I sit and wait for her reaction.

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie

I rushed to door when I heard her voice wrapped in a wet dressing gown and ushered her in quietly, "Do you want to wake the whole neighborhood?" I led her to the fire and continued drying my hair as I listened to her rambling on. I took a deep breath asked her to collect her thoughts and speak slowly. She was so excited her skin flushed and her eyes bright as she spoke again. My fingers shoke as I began to understand her words. I asked if she had the book with her as I said she could use my private garden to grow anything she might need.

I picked up my brush and began combing my darks locks as she outlined her idea to bring her group of friends into this. I smiled, I knew I could talk with a few parents offering etiquette lessons, which would give them a reason to visit my home.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Katy

She was so excited her eyes glowed with it. Katy hurried to sit down on the sofa, and brought out the book. She handed it to Machenzie and watched her reaction.
..
"I cant.. It's so... Its just exciting ... If I can get the girls to join in on this.. can you imagine what we could do???" Her excitement was tangible, she stood and started pacing.

"There is so many factors in this... If we are caught, there will be no doubt, we will be hung for the transgression on the church. But I read the book Mac... There isnt anything evil in the book.. Well not that ive read so far.." katy stopped pacing and turned to look at Machenzie, she stopped her pacing..

"Tell me what you think Machenzie... Will you help me? help ourselves too? With this book, we will be free to do as we please. At least for a time. There is so many spells in this book we can do things some people only dream about.. The Pastor agreeing with us! We .. we can help people heal, forget terrible things, we can bring rain when we need it! Just look in that book Mac.."

She sat down on the floor near Machenzie's feet, waiting for her friends approval.

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie

"Think slowly, we must be careful, for in doing too much good we could reveal ourselves." I flipped through book seeing love spells and enticements and charms that weren't as innocent as the glow in Katy's eyes. Plus quiet a few of the spells required being naked, and I glanced at a paragraph on the consequences of spell casting. My lips going dry, as it mentions heightened awareness, arousal, and sensitivity to others. I knew I would need to caution Katy least she with her ripe young body become a temptress that none could deny.

"First let's test out your friends, see if they are wiling to pursue such a thing and we'll start drying herbs and I'll collect the candles and prepare a place to do some of the more complex spells." I already felt my skin grow warm as I caressed the soft faded blue cover of the book.

 

[poohlive]

"Pastor!!! Pastor!!!"
A young man came running up the walkway, with fear in his eyes. Harold gave him a cross look, wondering what the man wanted. It was getting dark soon, and he wanted make some dinner before he went to bed.
"What is it my son," the words cut into the air as the man stopped before him.
"Something's wrong with ole Bessie. She is cooped up and acting strange."
He nodded, a cow got spooked by something. Now, he had to waste his entire evening going and reassuring the cow. He sighed. The lord would give him strength though.
"Take me."
On a horse, it took a short while to get out to the lowly farm. He glanced around att he neighbors. The Harris' and the Ralston's, Mackenzie with her own property in the back. A low growl erupt in his throat, he looked away sharply. There, across the meadow was the Webster's and (modest, you didn't give me a name sweety).
Odd, how all these sinners were around this one place. He would have been very happy to just let them all go and be judged before the lord. Even he knew, that they could be saved. Sometimes, death was just so much easier.
"Let's go see this cow."
Inside a large barn a single cow stood at the corner, it was looking around frantically.
"The rest are out grazing. This is one just began jumping and kicking, and wouldn't let anyone get close to him. I was hoping you could help."
Harold slowly approached the spooked animal, holding out his hands.
"There there my child. The lord is here with you, no need to be afraid."
The cow looked at him, with total fear in his eyes. He didn't move however, letting the pastor come closer and closer to him. His hands touched the cow, and at once he relaxed. The cow nearly acted normal, swishing his tail back and forth. Harold bent down, looking at the udder. He squeezed it, some warm milk spilling into his hand. It was warm in his mouth, but tasted like shit. Spitting it out, Harold looked back to the farmer.
"She's giving sour milk. Something is wrong in this shady glen. The cows are always the first to know."
The fearful farmer wasn't sure what to say. He just looked at the cow and again back at the pastor.
"There's no help. She feels comfort in the lord, but with all this evil around, she is unsure. You must either kill her or sell her. Either way, she needs to leave this place."
Solemnly the farmer looked at his cow. She was the best, and now he was simply supposed to let her go or kill her? He couldn't... he just couldn't...
When the pastor's hands left the cow, it rammed istelf into the side of the barn. Fear gripped it's entire body once again.
"Thank you Pastor."
He walked outside, seeing the setting sun. He looked at all the neighboring farms, eyeing each one carefully. Someone, or maybe all of them were doing something unholy. He would have to make a warm visit to them all tomorrow, and see who needed repeantance in the eye of the lord.
Oh lord, please help him save these people.
On top of his horse, he made it back to the church.

 

[poohlive]

When he had finished his meal, John helped Mrs. Ralston with the dinner plates. He uttered out a thank you, before heading outside to the barn. He grabbed a lantern, seeing how late it was. In the upper loft he had a nice little room. It wasn't much, but it had a bed.
John made his way up the ladder, the lantern in his mouth. It swung closely to his chest, the warmth digging into him, but he just let the pain pass, as he reached for the top run. Up in the loft, he undressed and hopped into bed.
With the light off, and a small prayer made to all those he held dear, John tossed and turned lightly into sleep.

 

[Nymph]

Sarah

Strange those two words had sounded, and had resonnated within her mind...a strange feeling was in her bosom, and somehow she did not doubt his words when he said the farmer was sleeping.

Two days?! Everyone in the village will hunt me!

As Raven spoke again, she felt chill creep into her very bones. As the stranger turned and walked towards the house, she quickly began to run away....but then he heard him pseak of her curse, of a cloud of destuction...was it true? Could he make her life normal? Slowly, trembling with fear, she followed him into the house...

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: hey...can I join? I dont know who to play though....*Sorta thinks* This isnt precisely my forté but it looks really sw33t...

Any ideas?

 

[Sweetp4u]

Katy

She nodded in agreement, Mac was wiser than she was in everything, she always looked to Mac for guidance when she was stuck somewhere.

"I will be sure to keep this quiet Mac.. Im going to head home before i had to repent again.. See you in the morning Mac, and thanks" She hugged Mac, and hid the book back into her bag. heading out the door she waved once more and went home to face the firing squad...