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ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇs ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ,
ᴄᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜɪs sᴏᴜʟ:
ʙᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴏɴᴇ,
ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ,
ꜰʟᴇsʜ ᴛᴏ ꜰʟᴇsʜ,
ꜰᴏʀᴍ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ,
ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀʟ ᴛʜɪs ʜᴀʀᴍ. niven mcpherson; the seventh son of a seventh son, in ancient lore considered to be a gifted healer and mage. in niven's case: the lore is very much the reality.

very much accepting of his fate, niven worked under his father - learning as much as he could and showing impressive talent and skill in white magic. it changed, however - when tragedy struck his family. niven's magic proved useless and the untimely death of his mother proved too much of a massive failure for niven to overcome. what was the point in having abilities when they wouldn't work when it mattered? ultimately, it drove a wedge in the family and he isolated himself from the rest of them. he has since largely shirked his responsibilities and has since squandered his potential, offering cheap tricks and half-arsed attempts rather than putting the work in.

he lives in his native scotland, not far from glasgow - above his shop. moving with the times, the family apothecary has become a kind of 'new age/holistic medicine' kind of deal - which has proved popular enough with that sort to keep the business afloat. he leaves the running of the shop largely to his young assistant/apprentice of sorts, kitty, while he skulks in the back. he still does the real deal - actual magic -, albeit begrudgingly, for those who are after wards, protections and healings - be they human or non-human.

when not making lukewarm attempts at being a mage, he spends his time largely alone. he drinks, makes questionable decisions and spends far too much time picking fights, enjoying botched romantic flings with whoever takes his fancy. his softer side only seems to come out on long walks in the countryside with his beloved collie, bess.

some basics:
name: niven wilson mcpherson
age: early thirties
job: owns a 'apothecary/occult' shop. it masquerades as one of those new age/holistic medicines kind of places. the real stuff's in the back for the right clientele.
personality: avoidant, ill-humoured, annoying, inappropriate, actually a bit soft under all the gruffness.
beliefs: raised presbyterian.
sexuality: yes please
origin: scotland
languages spoken: english (no, really), scots gaelic, some latin.
distinguishable features: has several tattoos, mostly protection sigils.
sign: cancer. he's crabby af