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ThePastelWitch

"There is no magic when one no longer believes."
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[div class="accentheader"] Let me know [/div] if any interest you [/div] [div class="bodytext"] Below are various characters that have either been used for previous roleplays or have yet to be used (because I'm a character factory). A lot haven't been posted yet due to converting them from Dungeons and Dragons sheets to roleplay sheets. Others are just because I haven't made/edited a character post/layout that I like.

If there aren't any that are your cup of tea, but you still wanna RP with me, feel free to ask me if I am willing to play that kind of character.

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I Was Named: Isadora Alessandra Usagian (Iz-ah-dohr-ah Ahl-ess-ahn-drah Oos-ah-gee-ehn)
But People Call Me: Isa | Aless | Sea Bunny | Imposter
I Am: Eighteen years old
I Was Born A: Girl
So I Accept These Identifiers: She/Her
I Also Identify As A: Bisexual
I Sound Like: This
I Am This Tall: Five feet
My Physique is Best Described as: Slim Thic (Apple)
My Hair is the Color of: Silver
My Hair Reaches My: Hip
My Eyes are the Color of: Icy Blue
The Rabbit Fae Gave Me: White bunny ears and a small, white cottontail
I Also Have: a beauty mark in the shape of a cupcake (or muffin?) on my left shoulder blade, burn scars on my fingertips from many baking mistakes, and a pierced right ear.
I Look Like: Korwa from Granblue Fantasy [/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Observant: Since she was always on the lookout for someone noticing her ears or the queen, she's learned to notice the smallest of things in a defensive way.
Sincere: Her parents taught her that no matter how dark the world is, it doesn't have to effect her. So she always tries to be honest and positive to those around her.
Compassionate: Though her heart is fragile, she has learned that it could be worse. So she takes this mindset and hopes that she can help others avoid horrible events like the ones she's been subjected to.
Skittish: The rabbit princess is easily spooked, especially when distracted. If she feels that she's in the way or if it feels like someone is edging towards being hostile to her, she automatically runs.
Naive: Since she's avoided most of the people in her life, she's not the best at knowing how the world works. Reading about it and experiencing it are two completely different things, after all.
Guarded: While she likes to help people, she doesn't like to have anyone get close to her. She's convinced that anything someone does nice concerning her is because they need something of her, rather than out of the goodness of their hearts.
I'm Also Good at: Fishing, speed reading, and makeup.
Guilty Pleasure: Smutty, romance novels.
I Have My Quirks: My ears tuck downward when I'm scared. I hop back and forth from one foot to another when extremely excited.
I Like: Rain showers, grilled vegetables, baking, cuddling up in a fur coat when it gets cold, putting together puzzles
I Don't Like: Loud noises, blood, meat, tobacco of any kind, anyone touching her tail
These Scare Me: Snakes, fire, and dying alone
[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] I Mostly Fight With a: A fishing pole re-purposed into a staff.
I Was Trained in: Summoning Magic (Avian) with cranes being my favorite summon.
Strength: 8
Constitution: 13
Dexterity: 18
Wisdom: 14

Outfits: (Formal, Casual 01, Casual 02, Armor, Pajamas, Summer, Summer Solstice, Winter, Winter Solstice, Wedding)
Click images below for casual theme (smile), romance theme (pout), and fighting theme (creative)

[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] I Was Born on the: 15th Day of Spring
This is My Story: Isadora wasn't born royal, but it was obvious that she was of royal lineage the day she was birthed. When her white, rabbit ears popped upward, her mother knew immediately the scandal that it would cause. You see, King Marco Usagian was a man who loved his queen dearly, but wasn't the most loyal of men. And when the baker's wife made a delivery to the castle one day, they both were unable to resist each other. Unfortunately, those ears appearing would be mere proof of their infidelity and out of fear, Marzia left in the middle of the night with her child. The baker pleaded with the king to help him find his missing wife and newborn child, but as if he knew what had happened, the king refused and blamed it on poor timing and funding. But concerned for his new daughter, he did point the baker to Truvaria, where some of their soldiers could easily be hired for such a task. And the baker did just that. He pooled all of his coin into finding his family, even if it kept him from doing anything other than working.

Meanwhile, the illegitimate Usagian princess and her mother had been taken to the Ombar Dominion since it was the last place the baker would look. But unable to get decent work immediately, Marzia was forced to help the Guild of Thieves in certain missions as a means to provide for Isadora. The Guild, no matter how shady their businesses were, made sure to take care of their own. So when Isa reached the age of eight, they offered to give her a proper education. Marzia couldn't refuse since she didn't have the time to formally educate the girl. And so the Guild took the young Usagian princess under their wing. And in order to keep her ears hidden, her mother helped pin them down every morning and wrapped a scarf around her head. Many thought it was just an odd fashion choice, but so was white hair, so they didn't pay the little girl too much mind. The Guild, however, found it to be a sure way for someone to recognize her and tried to get her to remove the head scarf. Not wanting to disappoint her mother, Isa fought to keep it on. But at such a young age, she wasn't able to do much before it was snatched away. And her true identity was revealed.

The Guild wasted no time in reporting her and Marzia to Ithlolen's royal family, seeing as they saw this as a way of making peace with the Usagian king. They wanted more trade routes through the island network, after all, and this was a way to get it. But they were shocked to find out that the child was illegitimate once arriving with Marzia and Isa in hand. So instead of using it as leverage, they merely acted as if it was in the "good of their hearts." They would propose the trade idea later.

Queen Penelope Usagian, after giving birth to her third child now, was more than livid and heartbroken. As the court decided what to do with the "new" princess, the queen made sure to persuade them into believing Marzia had committed treason. And while being backed into a corner, the king was forced to behead his daughter's mother; and Isa was forced to watch by Penelope's orders. Heartbroken and scarred, the little rabbit princess sobbed and attempted to run from the castle. But the queen had her men stop Isa so that they can hold trial over what the little girl's fate would be. The court ruled in favor of making her an official royal since she was the first, Usagian princess born and would be required for the Tournament. Even if she was illegitimate. The queen grew bitter after hearing this ruling and refused to play the role of mother to a child birthed from her husband's affair.

Isa, rather than turn cold and angry, had become frightened. She was frightened of the world around her now that she had no one that she could truly depend on and was forced into a life where no one wanted her. Even as the years rolled by and the queen's hostility towards the princess died with each additional child, Isa never truly felt comfortable being apart of the Usagian family. But since she was the first girl and had a heretical duty, she was forced to learn magic and how to fight.

She wasn't strong. Far from it. But she was quick and learned quicker than average. Her father, when he finally made time to have full conversations with her, said that after childhood of incredible struggles, her body learned how to run from most situations. He helped her find what magic she actually wanted to learn and also helped her learn that she wasn't alone in feeling guilty after her mother's death. King Marco also felt incredibly guilty for all of the pain that he had caused. And that's when Isa opened her heart to her birth father. Her defense slowly melted away when she felt the man's sincerity.

After years of training, Isa was able to summon birds to her aid. Rather than stay cooped in the library, which she had done a lot when she first was made a princess, she liked to stay by the docks and the beach. She learned to fish, since the concentration and silence helped ease her nerves, and she loved to go for long swimming sessions in the water. And when she summoned the birds, she felt like she had friends.

By the age of sixteen, Isa had made friends with the royal beautician and had learned different makeup techniques from the woman. She loved to change her face with the various substances and brushes because if there was one thing she loved more than reading or playing with her bird friends, it was watching her creations come to life on her very own face. The intricacies of the art kept away the thoughts of the only reason she was spared. The Tournament. But as soon as she was told she'd have to leave with her brother, she realized that this was the end. If she didn't win or help her brother win in some way, would they execute her? Would they exile her? It's true Penelope was more dismissive than hostile now, but the rabbit princess always found herself fearful of what would happen after the Tournament. After all, the woman made an eight year watch their own mother be executed. It wouldn't be wrong to assume that Isa's life was still in danger, right? [/div][/div] [div class="content Relations"][div class=scroll]
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β–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ Enemies
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β–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ Friends
β–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ Close Friends
β–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ Best Friends
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β–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ Heart Racing
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I Was Named: Alastair Nidae (al-uh-stare ni-die-ay)
But People Call Me: Al | Horned Prince
I Am: twenty-four years old
I Was Born A: Boy
So I Accept These Identifiers: He/Him
I Also Identify As A: Demisexual
I Sound Like: This
I Am This Tall: 6' 3"
My Physique is Best Described as: Lithe/Toned
My Hair is the Color of: Black
My Hair Reaches My: Neck (Nape)
My Eyes are the Color of: Black
The Chameleon Fae Gave Me: The ability to adopt whatever animal attribute I want for a given time. But I prefer to keep my natural horn on my forehead and the iridescent, scaly skin across my back.
I Also Have: Elongated, pointy ears that were made after a long process due to my mother wanting them to look more "fae-like." My back is scarred up after years of trying to get rid of my scaly skin.
I Look Like: Hoozuki from Hoozuki no Reitetsu [/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Clever: Living life with a mother that groomed her children into being the perfect royal helped Alastair become very adaptive. He learned quickly in order to compete with his siblings and found ways to trick them along the way as to gain his mother's affection first an foremost.
Charismatic: Seeing as they weren't part of the original Tournament and were forcing their way in, Alastair figured he'd need to practice being charming. He needed the royal participants to think he meant no harm and eventually learned to pick up on the smallest social cues and twisted them into his favor.
Fashionable: Partnering the idea that charming the royals being a central part of winning the Tournament, he has also researched what type of fashion is mostly appealing to the different cultures. He, however, found that he loved lavishing himself in the clothes and does it now just for himself rather than to please others.
Manipulative: Alastair enjoys toying with people and making them dance when he tells them to. He gained this trait from his mother and at times, they would work in tandem to see how far they could push his siblings.
Judgmental: Alastair holds everything, including himself. to a very high standard and if those expectations aren't met, he believes whatever he is judging to be lesser.
Spiteful: A limitless spring of spite was nurtured in Alastair seeing as the other Fae exiled his own Fae to another plane of existence. He wants to be apart of Sodariel, even if it means tricking everyone.
I'm Also Good at: Calligraphy, brewing tea, and copying the looks of others.
Guilty Pleasure: Physical pain
I Have My Quirks: My horn changes texture whenever I grow livid and am no longer able to handle it. My hair grows to my knees when I am depressed.
I Like: The smell of roses, silk, floral teas, stabbing things, and feeling powerful.
I Don't Like: Leather, my ears, my father, feeling lost/ignorant, and my mother's insults.
These Scare Me: Love, being banished for forever, and my mother.
[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] I Mostly Fight With a: A retractable kusari gama for easy throwing and receiving maneuvers.
I Was Trained in: Shapeshifting magic, humanoid beings and reptiles being my favorite
Strength: 11
Constitution: 16
Dexterity: 15
Wisdom: 18

Outfits: (Formal, Casual 01, Casual 02, Armor, Pajamas, Summer, Summer Solstice, Winter, Winter Solstice, Wedding)
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[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] I Was Born on the: 1st Day of Summer
This is My Story: Being born in a barren waste land, among ruins of an old castle was depressing. So when the Nidae siblings were born, they were born knowing adversity. The Chameleon Fae had died long before them, but it made sure to bestow its gifts on the Nidae family before doing so. But there was a condition to be met: revenge. They needed to find a way back into Sodariel's realm so that they can show the rest of the Fae that they were still worthy of being apart of their home. And Alastair's family was brought up with these ideals. His mother, the High Queen Celestia, noticed that their little pocket dimension was beginning to encroach on others. The small tribe in their home of Zanubia, or what was left of it, was made to look into these occurrences and to report back to her immediately. If they failed, their families would be sent to the execution block. It was a very dark, strict rule and it was no different for her children. When Celestia discovered that one of the dimensions that they could now visit was the same one that the royals would participate in the Tournament in, she became elated. The Nidae bloodline was about to come to fruition because instead of sending two of her children, she would send all three. So she began training them, even pitting them against each other at times.

At first, Alastair was very much against it and even tried to wake his comatose father to save them from their mother who was now obsessed in warfare. But the king wouldn't wake up and as time turned Alastair cold, he grew to resent his own father. After all, why would someone who supposedly cared for the Nidae name fall so easily to an illness?

Al trained day and night for both his mind and body. His sole purpose was to learn how to beat the royals, not necessarily how to rule. And in order to fully teach himself, he would pit himself against his siblings and the men in the tribe around him. He won and fail enough to learn valuable skills and traits, but he grew colder and colder. Because every time he showed anything that fueled his mother's dream for revenge, he was nurtured and spoiled. She convinced people from her tribe to raid caravans in Sodariel for silks and other materials that fit Alastair's liking. She got him foods he had never tried, including decadent floral teas from Heloress and Ithlolen. And she even helped him play mind games on his siblings and surrounding tribesmen so that he could see what different emotions looked like on different people. The praise and prizes he got from her helped teach him things that weren't becoming of a noble man in Sodariel, but moreso one that people were taught to avoid.

He never loved like one traditionally loved. He cared for his siblings and would do everything to help them recover from what he may have done to them. He has also incurred their wrath just to feel the tinge of excitement he got from receiving pain and it somehow helped him bring them closer to him. They were a very strange family bred from physical and mental anguish, but once they made a home in Sodariel, it would be worth it. They were certain of it.
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I Was Named: Hespith Nidae (Hess-pith ni-die-ay)
But People Call Me: Hess | Cornicle Concubine
I Am: twenty-two years old
I Was Born A: Girl
So I Accept These Identifiers: She/Her
I Also Identify As A: Pansexual
I Sound Like: Daenarys Targaryen (GoT)
I Am This Tall: 5' 7"
My Physique is Best Described as: Toned/Athletic
My Hair is the Color of: Platinum Blonde
My Hair Reaches My: Lower Back
My Eyes are the Color of: Magenta
The Chameleon Fae Gave Me: The ability to adopt whatever animal attribute she wants for a given time. She usually does so with her natural, iridescent scales.
I Also Have: Elongated claws and scaled, swimming fins and long, webbed ears (from a shapechanging accident).
I Look Like: Dragon Sorceress Zyra (League of Legends) [/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Adroit: Hespith was always a quick learner and she had to be, in order to keep up with and match her siblings.
Merciful: While her brother would consider this a weakness, Hess has never been able to mortally wound or kill anyone. She has had many a chance, but she could never bring herself to do it.
Creative: Sometimes, it felt like life and death in battles with Alastair so she had to learn how to think for alternatives to what was presented to her.
Vindictive: After the pain her siblings and her mother had put her through, she aims to win the Tournament just to take it away from her family once and for all.
Jealous: She's never been good at sharing and she's very insecure of losing the things she holds dearest.
Insecure: She's never felt like she was enough in any area in her life and she's desperate to fix that.
I'm Also Good at: Acrobatics, dancing, and flirting (with men).
Guilty Pleasure:
I Have My Quirks: The amount of scales on her hands increases the more agitated she becomes.
I Like: Validation, lotions and potions for moisturizing, dancing, and beating Alastair at anything
I Don't Like: Her family in general, Zanubia, most men, herself
These Scare Me: Her mother, being rejected, failure, vulnerability
[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] I Mostly Fight With a: If not her demons, then her claws.
I Was Trained in: Summoning Demonic Creatures
TEHROR
STR = 17; CON = 15; DEX = 10; WIS = 8
High Level - Combar
Tehror fights with his claws and tail mostly, but the scales on his form also work as projectiles that when stuck in a person will draw out their inner fears. Hess made a pact with Tehror out of spite towards her first summon and agreed to let him feed on her fear, the fear she gave to others, and her nightmares in order to have him fight by her side. She also made a large sacrifice to prove she took this pact seriously by having him attack her first and only love, pulling back at the last moment just to have him feed on her ever-present fear from then on. He is manipulative, cruel, and doesn't care about remaining polite to his master/mistress. The worst they could do is send him away, after all.

MORGRIM
STR = 8; CON = 13; DEX = 13; WIS = 17
Medium Level - Magic
Morgrim fights with water based spells since he draws on the countless amount of tears despair has caused. He rarely physically attacks, but if he does, it's with his sharp teeth. Hess summoned him first by accident, but created a pact that he was allowed to eat her dreams, her despair, and the despair she gave to others for him to fight with her and also for his counsel on magic. He is old and said to have been summoned by a summoner in the Tournament long ago, which is why he knows so much of pacts and the like. He is comfortable and inviting, but doesn't hide the fact that he will ruin you if you find too much solace in his embrace.
Strength: 8
Constitution: 8
Dexterity: 15
Wisdom: 11

Outfits: (Formal, Casual 01, Casual 02 (No Mask), Ball, Armor, Pajamas, Summer, Summer Solstice, Winter, Winter Solstice, Wedding)
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[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] I Was Born on the: 21st Day of Winter
This is My Story:The first wrong thing that Hespith did in her life, was be born. The second was that she was born a woman. The third? She was also born into the royal family of Zanubia. These were things her mother taught her early in life. The population of Zanubia was dwindling, the people were bent on revenge, the High King was comatose, and the only sport they had was to fight each other. And while the time wasn't the best for the kingdom, that wasn't why Hespith shouldn't have been born. While her older brother had been born with the traditional chameleon horn and an affinity for shapeshifting, Hess had not. She was born with two horns on, one on each of her temples, as if to prove she wasn't completely of royal blood. Her scales shone with the royal iridescent sheen, however, meaning she was one of them all the same.
A woman's duty in the kingdom, when numbers were too few, was to help repopulate. Hess was thankful that she didn't have to participate until she became an adult, but her mother "urged" her to understand that that was what she would be good for in the end. After all, the High Queen was no different and had bedded one of the men beneath her station for that very reason (or so she said. Alastair claims their mother used the man and was given a child as divine penance). But the more Hespith dwelled on that, the more she hated and feared it. She didn't want to be used for the "good of the people." So she began to watch Alastair as he learned to fight, copying techniques when she could and practicing how to defend herself when her brother attempted to physically silence her instead. It took years for her to start matching him in battle and it was only when the High Queen discovered rips in their realm did she see some potential in her daughter.
Celestia began pitting her children against each other, berating them whenever they couldn't finish the job or even properly hurt each other. The siblings ended up scarring each other, breaking each others' limbs, cutting off some appendages (like part of Hess's horn), all in the name of winning and pleasing their mother. But no matter how hard Hess tried, she couldn't physically finish a fight with her brother. She'd had him about to lose a few times, but she could never finish the job for whatever reason. It infuriated her and all she wanted was to win one fight. So when her mother was in a moderately "accepting" mood, Hess begged her mother to help her learn magic.
While some royals in Sodariel have other mages who can distinguish what magical paths are available to them, Zanubia did not. Seeing as shape changing was a Chameleon legacy, Celestia pushed her daughter to try that first. But it didn't go well. Not at all.
Hespith remembers telling her mother that it hurt, but the High Queen wasn't sympathetic and just told her it's because she was weak. So Hess tried harder to take the shape of a fish, but instead of fully doing it, she found only parts of her body begin to replicate it. When she could do no more, Alastair laughed while her mother grew angry with her. She cried as she tried to change her form back, but it was futile. She was stuck with her webbed ears and even the hardened scales that lined her hands and legs. Her mother called her a failure as she tried to find someone to reverse it (there wasn't sadly) while her brother tried to help her revert back.
Life grew harder as she lived with the strange deformities. The people watched the little girl like some sort of danger to the populace. Would her deformities carry over to her children? Would any man want her when she came of age? These were just a couple of the questions she heard among the people and after a few years, she learned how to become cold and indifferent to them. She swore revenge once she was able.
Her magic tapped in one day while she cried under the empty sky, wanting to both leave the kingdom and also make the people pay. She watched in horror as what seemed like a tear in the very air was beginning to form near her. The air around it felt cold and even though she wanted to call for her brother, she stayed put and watched as something slithered out of it and floated mid air. "Who summons me?" She stared at the beautiful serpentine creature, unable to take her eyes off of it. "S-Summon," she asked?
Most experienced summoners will tell you that opening a portal to summon without a pact made prior is dangerous and that it could even kill you and the people around you, depending on what comes out. Thankfully, this summon wasn't of the sort. Instead, it looked the little girl up and down before asking, "How old are you?" "Nine," she answered quickly. "I see." The creature let out a sigh before beginning to explain what she had done, though perhaps she hadn't meant to. From what Hess gathered, her emotional call was so strong that the Chameleon magic in her blood had initiated the magic. Morgrim, the name of the Serpent, advised her never to do that again since he is a pretty nice demon considering. "Despair is the corrupt emotion that made me. Many find comfort in me for it feels like they know me well, but I will devour them just the same." His eyes narrowed at her, making her draw back a little.
And here, a demon who supposedly was summoned before by a royal summoner became her teacher. He taught her of pacts, the levels of strength demons typically had and how using them would drain the little girl. But as she listened, her fear subsided and she felt a sense of pride. She didn't know of any other summoners in Zanubia (at least no living). Perhaps she would finally impress her mother and take down her siblings. And maybe, she might get a little revenge.
"Stop." Hess looked up as Morgrim motioned towards the portal. It began to look more volatile, as if it fed from her emotions. "You begin to want and feel other things, you may call something completely dreadful. And we're not in a pact, so I can't protect you." "How do I close it then?" "We have to have a pact first because I'm still tied to my realm." And that's now Hess met her first summon. She agreed to bring despair to others, happily, and to let it devour her dreams as long as he helped her fight her battles and gave magic counsel as well.
High Queen Celestia isn't a smiler. The people and her children know of her cruel and manipulative smirks, but a smile? That was foreign and the exact reason why Hess felt a twinge of fear when she showed her mother the summon. Morgrim wrapped himself around the child's arm, as if as a security blanket, and whispered into the child's mind how he can taste the despair she had when around the woman. But that despair was rewarded, for her mother finally said that she wasn't "a complete waste."
Time passed as Hess trained and fought with her siblings, Morgrim giving her a much higher fighting chance. And what's more, now that she was becoming someone of worth in her mother's eyes, her mother began helping her become beautiful "regardless of her deformities." "A man will fall prey to these things." "A man understands that this means..." It was a lot of information, especially for just one kind of person, but she tried her best to learn.
But now that she was trying to look better, her mother had hired a handmaiden to help Hess bathe, brush her hair, and moisturize her scales. At the age of seventeen, Hess wanted to refuse since she could do all of those things herself. But the second she met Orianna, her complaints were gone. She found herself taken aback by the natural beauty of this girl and a new kind of fear settled itself in her heart. She knew how to attract men, thanks to her mother, but a woman? How would she do that?
Getting ready was extremely uncomfortable with the handmaiden around, seeing as it was her job to see to the princess but also because Hess was partially scared to get close to her. Rather than accept her feelings, though, she kept Orianna at a distance. The fear she felt whenever she looked at her, along with the warmth and fluttering in her stomach, reminded her of when she was younger and much more vulnerable. It reminded her of time where she was weaker and filled with nothing but despair. And she didn't like it.
This made life hard on Orianna since she was already there against her will and stressed out by the entire situation. But moreso, she saw how the princess would look at her and while it also gave her strange emotions, she kept away. After all, moments after seeing the warmth in the princess's eyes, they would turn exceptionally cold and cut into Orianna like a sharp blade to the ribs. Morgrim was loving the amount of despair surrounding the two for the next year and while he offered magical counsel, he never said he would divulge sources of his despair.
When Hespith became of age, nineteen, a gathering of sorts was held to welcome her into the world as a full grown woman. She felt uncomfortable, but rather than let them see her weakness, she held her head high. The way that some of the men looked at her, while also disgusting and objectifying, she realized that she felt a sense of pride. After feeling ugly for so long due to her magical deformities, she was proud that she still had the ability to attract someone based on just looks.
For the time that her mother and brother paid more attention to the rifts of their world and Sodariel's, Hess paid more attention to the feeling of fulfillment she got whenever around men. Few ever caught her eye like Orianna, but she settled for what was close to it and drowned herself in that feeling of false love and acceptance. It was only when the amount of despair she was causing started to lessen did Morgrim finally tell Hess what he knew about Orianna. This caused a large argument between the two and out of spite, Hess made another pact to prove she didn't need her first. Tehror appeared after she summoned again, a creature drawn to the amount of fear she held within her person. And he taunted her. "Fear has consumed you, child. It is... delicious. You fear not being enough. You fear her being repulsed by you. You fear failing and becoming nothing but a breeding ground for your people." Her emotions rose with each taunt and finally, she yelled the conditions in order to get him to quiet. But he laughed at her offer and refused. "I'm much stronger than your other one, child. If you want me at your side, you will need to give something more."
Blinded by her emotions and spite towards Morgrim, she listened rather than bargained herself. She offered him to feed on her fear, the fear she gave to others, her nightmares, and a sacrifice of great amount to prove her commitment. Morgrim tried to tell her that the sacrifice wasn't worth it, but she didn't pay him any mind. She wanted to prove to herself that what she felt wasn't real as well, and took Tehror to her chambers. There, Orianna awaited to help her get ready for bed. But instead of having their normal, awkward night together, Hess ordered Tehror to attack Orianna. Tears fell from her eyes as she watched the other serpent wound her love and called it off before it got to be too much. At first, Tehror was upset and almost went after Hess.
But he stopped when he felt the amount of fear exuding from both. Orianna now feared she made the wrong choice, for her love's life, for her family, for her kingdom, and most importantly, she feared for her life. Seeing the fear the handmaiden had towards her, Hess feared what she might do and what this meant she would become. Tehror cackled and absorbed what he wanted before agreeing to a pact, telling his summoner "good luck" before going to rest.
The tension had surpassed the peak and the two women finally spoke without a filter. They cried when the other confessed their prior feelings to that moment, Orianna's being the only one's that changed. She now begged the princess to let her return home to her family where she could forget them altogether. The thought of Orianna loving someone else angered Hess and she forbade it and even threatened the girl that if she ran, Hess would send Tehror after her.

If the situation between the two was awkward before, it was downright uncomfortable for the rest of time. It took awhile for Orianna to stop shaking when Hespith was around and it took a long time for Hess to not feel a multitude of emotions when around her handmaiden. And while High Queen Celestia noticed the strange air, she didn't care. Because suddenly, Hess was training with a new attitude. It no longer felt like she was aiming to fight just to fight. She fought to wound, to maim, and possibly, to kill. Celestia didn't know what happened to her daughter, but she approved of it.
Especially since the time to use those skills was very near.
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[/div][/div] [div class=tab1topinfo]// full name [div class=tab1toptag]Minerva Elise Rottingale[/div] // age [div class=tab1toptag]Twenty-one[/div] // face claim [div class=tab1toptag]Sophie by CiaraTurnerArt[/div][/div] [div class=tab1bottom][div class=tab1bottominfo][div class=tab1bottomtitle]β˜… basics:[/div] [div class=tag]nickname(s)[/div] [div class=ans]Min/Minnie/Bun/Bunny.[/div] [div class=tag]gender[/div] [div class=ans]female.[/div] [div class=tag]sexuality[/div] [div class=ans]Demisexual.[/div] [div class=tag]occupation[/div] [div class=ans]Florist / High School Tutor.[/div] [div class=tag]Type of Magic[/div] [div class=ans]Fire/Divination.[/div] [div class=tag]Vocal Chords[/div] [div class=ans]Speaking.[/div] [div class=tag]Themes[/div] [div class=ans]Common / Romance / Combat.[/div][/div] [div class=tab1bottompics]
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[/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03" style="display: none;"][div class=tabcontainer][div class=tab3title]β˜… Characteristics.[/div] [div class=tab3persona style="top: 23px;"][div class=tab3container][div class=tag]βž• Positives[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ Adventurous >> β€’ Attentive> > > > β€’ Compassionate β€’ Courageous > > β€’ Determined >> β€’ Passionate[/div] [div class=tag]βž– Negatives[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ Absentminded >> β€’ Dense > > > β€’ Impatient β€’ Oblivious > > > > > > β€’ Reckless >.> β€’ Sensitive[/div][/div][/div] [div class=tab3title style="top: 145px;"]β˜… Skills / Spells.[/div] [div class=tab3persona style="top: 61px;"][div class=tab3container][div class=tag]βš” Combat Skills[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ Dexterous (Dodging) >> β€’ Speed (Running Away)[/div] [div class=tag]β™₯ Social Skills[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ Consoling >> β€’ Mediation >> β€’ Teaching [/div] [div class=tag]🌌 Spellwork - Divination[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ Tarot Cards >> β€’ Divining Dreams >> β€’ Burnt Ash Readings[/div] [div class=tag]πŸ”₯ Spellwork - Fire[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ Incense Burning >> β€’ Spell Candles >> β€’ Fire Manipulation [/div] [/div][/div] [div class=tab3title style="top: 290px;"]β˜… Likes / Dislikes.[/div] [div class=tab3persona style="top: 99px;"][div class=tab3container][div class=tag]πŸ‘ Likes[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ The smell of old books β€’ The smell of gasoline β€’ Music boxes β€’ The sound of campfire crackling β€’ Flowers (specifically snowdrops) β€’ Dancing[/div] [div class=tag]πŸ‘Ž Dislikes[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ Blizzards β€’ Chocolate β€’ Fighting β€’ Crowded cities β€’ Factories β€’ Bright Night Lights[/div] [div class=tag]πŸ’€ Fears[/div] [div class=ans]β€’ Flying / Extreme Heights β€’ Cows β€’ Letting her aunts down β€’ Having children[/div] [/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents04" style="display: none;"][div class=tabcontainer][div class=tab4history][div class=tab4container][div class=tag]🌱 childhood[/div] [div class=ans2]Much like most story protagonists, Minnie never knew her parents. Her mother was a normal citizen, with no magic, while her father was a magic user. He died while protecting the family, all while hiding the fact that he had magic from his wife. When she saw him performing what seemed like miraculous feats, her mentality snapped. The amount of stress from her job, from being a new mother, and now being married to someone she felt like she didn't know and was possibly something dangerous, was far too much for the woman. Somehow her father had seen to this possibly happening (both parents being out of the picture, not his wife snapping). And he had orchestrated his sister and her wife to take care of his daughter if something were to happen. Her aunt Brigid and her wife Cerridwen, Cerri for short, were much like her father and gifted with magic. But unlike his talents, theirs were more of a druidic nature. They dealt with the powers of nature, flora and fauna of the like. So their home was almost a dream come true for a little girl. It had many small animals (a rabbit named Roger being her favorite) and a green house full of lovely plants and since the two couldn't have a child of their own, they chose to push all of their wishes onto this child. They doted on the girl and gave her every opportunity to learn about the world and magic.[/div] [div class=tag]🌿 teen years[/div] [div class=ans2]Magic was an important part of her life, obviously. Unfortunately, by the time she reached the age of thirteen, she showed no signs of being gifted with it. Though the aunts were supportive and claimed she might just be a late bloomer (pun intended), they worried it was due to her mother having no magical traits. And in the magic society, blood lines typically favored those of the mother for whatever reason. This devastated Minnie because she worried that she was letting her aunts, and her father's memory, down. So one night, she went out to practice without a supervisor. She hadn't realized that she had wandered onto the farmland of their neighbor's and while attempting to do magic, she caught the eye of an aggressive bull. Though the tips of his horns were covered, Minnie was certain she would have died if the neighbor's son hadn't intervened. Marshall scolded her for being silly for wandering the fields alone at night, which made her burst in tears. Instantly feeling bad, he brought her into the house and got her some hot cocoa. The bull had gotten out of the barn because he'd left the door open apparently. And he apologized for that, though he didn't understand why she was on their property to begin with. Not wanting to bring attention to what she was, or hoped she was, she mentioned she had been looking at the night sky on a walk and forgot where she was. (Which wasn't a total lie since she had definitely done that before) He teased her about it, but offered to walk her home. They discussed how his friends were cold and guarded around her, but they were just city boys who didn't know any better. She thanked him for apologizing for his friends' behavior, but she took the opportunity to point out he never stopped them from doing it either. Stunned at being called out on it, he ended up laughing and eventually agreeing with her. And while the two laughed, a vision came to Minnie. She thought she had been daydreaming at the time, but she saw the two of them spending the night under the trees and the night sky in a tent near his farm. But she also saw herself crying for some reason. They dated for a year, watching the night sky when they could or spending time in the barn when it rained, only for them to break it off because he was moving out of the state. He was a good boyfriend, even when she didn't deserve it, and she was thankful that he had been there to teach her what a real relationship was like. Especially since most of the other ones that came into her life, mostly guys but a few girls as well, were more one sided than anything. She wanted to blame social media, but she knew it was just because they didn't connect like she initially thought they would.[/div] [div class=tag]🌲 young adult years[/div] [div class=ans2]Minnie wasn't the smartest person in high school. She tried really hard, but her grades were always lacking. Her aunts reassured her and said it was because she was focused on studying alchemical properties in plants (another means to make her feel magical, when she thought she wasn't). But she knew it was just because she wasn't the best learner in that sort of setting. Danger was definitely a motivator and the worse she could do was suffer from a social death if she failed. And that motivated her enough to get C's and B's, but not enough to reach where the academic achievers were. She had done well in gym (well, the quicker exercises like track and volleyball) but not doing so well in academics made her feel slightly inferior. Especially when it came to apply for colleges. Scholarships were out of the question since in her state, there were plenty of intelligent people and foreign exchange students to nab those. And while her aunts weren't struggling, they weren't in a financial situation to send her to college. So rather than jump right into school, she decided to work for a year or two. Her aunt Cerri owned a florist's shop in the bigger, neighboring city and decided that this was a good opportunity to have one of her family run it instead of the manager she currently had. Minnie didn't want to take the job of the hard worker there, so she decided to let go any other people there to make room for the both of them. After a bit of training, she found that she enjoyed the work and moved to the city to be handy whenever the shop needed. But living in the city was more expensive than she first thought it to be. Saving money for college was no longer an option. Survival was. So she picked up a part time job where she tutored local high school students on Sundays, when the shop was closed. A couple of years passed and she found that she enjoyed the work life a lot more than schooling. She didn't feel dumb and she got to know people in a warmer setting. And because of her vast knowledge of plants, what they mean, and what kind of magical properties they had alone, she was able to help people. Life was simple with small, different challenges right around every corner. Until she got angry at a parent for doubting their child. Mid discussion, the homework in the center of the table caught fire. It didn't do much harm, minus mildly char the corner of the page, but it definitely Minnie rethink what she knew of magic. Had she really branched out and into other fields of magic? Once she started experimenting, she was shocked to discover something new about herself. All of that time, she could cast fire magic. Was there a reason her aunts kept her from it, though? Surely they should've known if fire or smoke or anything of the like turned up during her more emotional years. And if they knew, would they have hidden it from her and allowed her to doubt her self worth?[/div][/div][/div] [div class=tab4pic]
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[div class=relationshipinfo][div class=tag]Aunt Brigid Marks.[/div][div class=scroll]β—†β—†β—†β—†β—†β—†β—‡ Her aunt on her father's side. This woman helped raised her into the woman she is today and out of her two aunts, Minnie is closest to Brigid. Probably because Brigid tries not to talk work with her niece and rather tries to push the girl to flourish in her own time.[/div][/div][/div] [div class=break][/div] [div class=relationshipbar]
[div class=relationshipinfo][div class=tag]Aunt Cerri Marks.[/div][div class=scroll]β—†β—†β—†β—†β—†β—†β—‡β—‡ Brigid's wife and second guardian to Minnie. She was the one who helped Minnie the most with her studies and now even helped her with her current job. She still does most of the inventory ordering since she gets final say, making work and family life a little stressful for Minnie now. But Min loves her aunt and while they don't talk about everything, they trust each other pretty implicitly. Well... until Minnie discovers her affinity for fire magic.[/div][/div][/div] [div class=break][/div] [div class=relationshipbar]
[div class=relationshipinfo][div class=tag]character name.[/div][div class=scroll]Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Pellentesque libero urna, vulputate sit amet orci nec, imperdiet vehicula ipsum. In vitae volutpat odio. Nam convallis turpis ac elit pellentesque condimentum. Donec euismod ipsum in lorem blandit ultrices. Aliquam neque nisi, gravida tempus rutrum id, faucibus ac quam. In ipsum sapien, convallis at quam vitae, maximus fringilla mi. Vestibulum eget ante enim. In non neque libero. Nam consectetur id odio nec tincidunt. Mauris quis aliquam lacus. Aliquam fermentum sit amet quam et rhoncus. Maecenas a urna nibh. Morbi pellentesque in ligula quis elementum. Vestibulum ornare id nisi nec varius. Praesent mattis ultricies nisi, vel dictum metus lacinia vel. Maecenas nisl libero, laoreet at aliquet at, aliquet nec magna.[/div][/div][/div] [/div][/div] [div class=sideholder][div class=name]Minerva Rottingale.[/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div]
 

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