Angelica Pentaghast

Angelica Pentaghast
Daughter of Amphitrite • Legacy of Melpomene • The Siren's Song

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Personal Information

Full NameAngelica Iseult Pentaghast

BirthdayAugust 14 1553

Age29 (Biologially, Immortal)

Zodiac SignLeo

Sex / GenderFemale/Female

SpeciesDemigod

NationalityEnglish

EthnicityCaucasian

Sexual OrientationHomosexual

Romantic OrientationPanromantic

Relationship StatusMarried (It's complicated)

Accent

BirthplacePentaghast Estate, Suffolk

Living SituationTBD

Languages SpokenEnglish, French and Various Others

Weapon(s)Sword

Personality

WIP

History

WIP

Powers

Template:Amphitrite Powers

Appearance

Face ClaimBrie Larson

Eye ColourBrown

Hair ColourBlonde

Height5'10"

Weight???

Voice TypeAlto

Blood TypeO+

Distinguishing Marks

Body StyleTall, Athletic

TattoosNone

PiercingsEars

Scent

Family Information

FatherOswyn Pentaghast

MotherAmphitrite

CreatorN/A

Full Siblings

Half SiblingsSome

Guardian(s)None

SpouseEmmett Montague (Arranged Marriage, possibly annulled)

ChildrenKarolina Pentaghast

Other RelativesNone

Relationships

Significant Other(s)Tyche

Best Friend(s)None

FriendsNone

EnemiesNone

Other{{{Other Relationships}}}

Name Etymology

Given [ Angelica ]Angel

Middle [ Iseult ]Ice-ruler

Surname [ Pentaghast ]Five Torments

Trivia

Nickname(s)None

Favourite ColourGreen

Favourite Movie

Favourite Song

Favourite Food

Favourite Drink

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Loathes

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First Time

Pet(s){{{Pet(s)}}}

Occupation

Sports Played

Instruments PlayedNone

SmokerOccasionally

DrinkerOccasionally

AddictionsNone

GoalsNone yet

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Biggest Hope

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Mental IllnessesNone diagnosed

Criminal RecordNone

Medical Record

Custom Trivia

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Images

**Name:** Angelica Iseult Pentaghast (Angelica Montague)

**Age:** 28

**God/Titan Parent:** Amphitrite

**Mortal Parent:** Oswyn Pentaghast

**Appearance:** Her faceclaim is Brie Larson

**Personality:** WIP

**History:**  The Montague Dynasty was always destined to die before it was born. There was no chance they’d be able to build the empire they dreamed of, to shake hands with Kings and Queens and have royal claims. They surfaced some time in the late 15th century, having migrated from France to England in hopes to leave behind the stories of their ancestors’ past that had for so long haunted them. Whispers of failed usurpations and promises of a future rebellion were not the kind of rumors they did well to have. When they made the decision to move to England, riding on the success of patriarch Louis Montague’s connections within the House of Tudor, they were able to secure a new start with a well-sized plot of land to put their name upon. The riches they arrived with were all allocated in investments for the betterment of their land; with the decisions they made, pairing the eldest of each generation off with other notable heirs, it became abundantly clear the Montagues were trying to amass numbers for something. Just what that something was wasn’t clear yet, but they clearly wanted to secure a legacy within England and it didn’t bode well with many people. They were, for all intents and purposes, foreigners who were trying to be someone they weren’t.
It was in about the 1520s that rumors began to surface that the Montague family was looking to take on a new identity and begin climbing up to level with other socialites. Yes, Louis had been friends with House Tudor at the time he, his wife, two sons and daughter moved, but it hadn’t been a close-enough dalliance that he could use their names openly. He tried, and it had gotten him nowhere; now, with the wealth, land and power to support him, he strived to find innovative ways to make his lineage even more desirable. His hopes were that one day, it would be one of his descendants sitting on the throne. It was his powerful ambitions that garnered interest in Olympus. In a time where chaos was rampant among the royal courts, Olympians had become very invested in partaking. Boredom among gods, as it turned out, was lethal for mortals. One of the very gods who was interested in becoming more involved with the ongoing frenzy was Athena. While she already had children in high places, it wasn’t a fact that stopped her from procreating some more. Louis’ eldest - Arthur - was a highly sought-after man, but more impressive than his looks were his wits. He was as smart as he was charming, and it was no surprise he knew how to use his mouth in more ways than one.

Athena and Arthur’s affair was one of the longer ones, spanning over several months. Arthur was already betrothed, on the verge of marriage, but he was willing to risk it for who he didn’t know was a Greek goddess. They met in a small garden near his family’s manor, while he was out for a smoke, avoiding the ongoing plans for his wedding. He adored his wife-to-be, but it had gotten too much for him. He wanted to live a bachelor life, but he knew it wasn’t feasible for a man of his status. It didn’t mean he couldn’t dream. It was largely for that reason he was so drawn to Athena; she was a smart woman, equally as creative as he was, with an ambition that paralleled his own. She was a woman of many ideas, and it attracted him. Over the months, they met in relatively quiet, isolated places, where they’d often debate and ponder over different topics. Eventually, their rendezvous concluded when Athena got what she came for; a child. That child turned out to be Philip Montague; the sole heir to the Montague empire when his father passed away. Philip was everything Arthur was forced to be; a good man, charitable and kind to the very end, and very invested in Greek Mythology. So much so that he was certain procreating with Greek gods was the key to unlocking their trajectory to the English throne. Not the Tudors, not the Stuarts, not anyone but the gods.

Philip had always known he was a demigod, because Athena ensured it was something his father knew when she delivered their child. It led to a period of instability, because everyone knew the baby wasn’t his wife’s, but with the help of Athena - who genuinely felt remorse - it wasn’t an issue they dealt with for very long. Nonetheless, it enabled him to seek out other demigods to learn from and become acquainted with. Eventually, he met a noble girl, a daughter of Rhea, who he became close to. Their friendship was a very sweet one, but they knew it needed to evolve into something greater; they were perfect for one another, as they had similar dreams to grace palace corridors, and both had similar strategies that involved a plethora of demigod children of their own. Eventually, they did get married, and once they did, having children became a much easier endeavor; finding gods truly wasn’t as hard as they expected. It took much praying, but being of the higher classes, they were bound to be noticed. Gods came and went, and from it they had a number of children. Among them were Elliott, Elian and Emmett Montague.

The triplets are the product of superfecundation; their mother was an eager woman who hadn’t quite thought out all the possible consequences of sleeping with so many gods in such a short amount of time. Her priority, like her husband’s, had been to secure demigod children, but they hadn’t had the foresight to take it easy so to avoid the very thing that happened in their first attempt. They hosted galas, invited people of high economic power, and did as they could to garner the attention they desired. They very clearly succeeded. A night of sweaty passion with gods, produced by one of the couple’s infamous galas, resulted in their first children of many, albeit under vastly different godly domains. Where their youngest, Emmett, was a son of Astraeus, the eldest was a son of Eos and Elliott, the middle child, was a son of Enyo. Their mother’s lapse in judgment came with a heavy cost, and with their father’s equaled eagerness, they understandably ended up with more children than they were prepared to raise. Nonetheless, the family persevered. They did learn from that instance and were considerably more careful with what they did and how so, but continued their endeavors to expand their family with legacies and demigods.

But let's start with someone a little different, shall we? Oswyn Pentaghast was an infamous womanizer in the court of Tudor, having a countless list of conquests under his belt - including although he'd never say, the tragic Katherine Howard. As the second son of a second son, he knew he was never to inherit his uncle's lands so rather than studying stately affairs he preferred dabbling in more entertaining affairs. The Pentaghast estate was situated on the coast of Suffolk, near Lowestoft. It was there that he'd caught Amphitrite's fancy. There he was walking, tiddies hanging out and jaw chiselled like a Roman statue. WIP

~ Although only breath, words which I command are immortal. - Sirene