Kris Huntsfield

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Intermediate Psychic · Necromancy · Touch Clairvoyance · None

About Me

Quick Stats

Name: Kristopher Huntsfield
Pronouns: He/Him
Age: 35 (3/15/1984)
Height: 6'5 (Average)
Hair: Chestnut/Golden
Eyes: Hazel
Blood Type: O Positive
Residence Location: Red Rock
Occupation Location: Red Rock

Occupation: Ritualist
Vehicle: 1969 Ford Mustang (Black)

Psychic Stats

Age Abilities Appeared: 29
Eye Color: Black
First Ability: Necromancy
Second Ability: Touch Clairvoyance
Third Ability: None

Power Description
The ability to raise the dead, if only for a short while. He uses this to gain hidden/missing information for anything or to simply exploit and extort anything he can to further himself in life. He will get nosebleeds if used too heavily or frequently or even black out, though he keeps from exerting himself to such a state as often as he can. He's no use to himself if he can't rouse his mind from the darkness. The ability to touch an object and gain memories from it. Often he will use this as a way to further the information either wanted or needed for whatever suits the role best currently. If used too often, heavy nosebleeds and muffled hearing for a time, limiting his communication skills.

Vampire Stats

Age Turned:
Eye Color: N/A
Level: N/A
First Ability: None
Second Ability: None
Animal Form: N/A
Group: N/A
Rank: None
Role: None

Power Description

Were Stats

Age Turned:
Eye Color: N/A
Sex: Male
Species: N/A
Level: N/A
Group: N/A
Rank: None
Role: None

Animal Description


Tall and thin, this man seems to hide much under the dark clothing he wears. One might not think he had any strength behind him and they would be quite wrong in thinking or assuming so. His hair is a mixture of brown and dark bitter gold, framing his face quite nicely. His jaw is strong and behind it an even stronger tongue that can cut just as sharp as any knife. Along his body are various scars, the most visible one being one that runs from the corner of his right eye downwards towards the cleft of his lip. Not unsightly but still noticeable. His arms, if he were to ever wear anything short sleeved are crossed with more scarring, looking almost like lattice with how they weave and wind against each other. His eyes are where the lies start. Sharp and quick, this man seems to hold an understanding to things that puts him both ahead of the game and into the fray.


Cold, calculating and quiet, this man is only out for himself at the end of the day. He rarely has much to say and prefers action over word any day of the week. He can be selfish, cruel and downright arrogant when moving both between people and other entities but his words are always measured and careful. There is a point and meaning behind all he does and if someone is smart and quick enough, they might just be able to catch a glimpse of it. If something can further his own personal goals or his own thoughts or feelings, he will do it without hesitation. He considers himself to be quite the smooth talker, managing to twist words around to his own favor.


Growing up poor in middle America had it's ups and downs. The up being no one ever looked twice at him from a young age and the downside was that fate had simply not been kind. His mother died when he was young, leaving him to his fathers whims and actions. A cruel man by default, Kris attributed the death of his mother to his father and always held that against the man. At the age of twelve, his father kicked him out of their small home and it had been street life for quite some time for him. There he learned to steal, sneak and get by on takings things others either left behind or showed little care in. He left his hometown some months later, evading police for fear of landing in a rundown orphanage or with a family that would treat him much like his father had. Eventually he found himself in a small mountainside town, dotted with rolling plains and people scattered about and he hunkered down. He worked odd jobs, learning from the people around him and yet never getting too close. He couldn't push himself too far and he didn't wish to get close to anyone either. After some time, he found a place of his own within the community and did seances, working as a professional medium for sometimes oddities or debts he would call upon when he felt the time was right and the need suited him. He is nothing short of a man who knows how to play the game so well, one might think he forgot he had ever started.


Face Claim: Gabriel Aubry

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