Fantasy Farewell's University Character Sheet

[JustAlexandra]

(Remove parenthesis before posting. A lot of this will be optional as I don't particularly enjoy making super in-detail CS, but I like reading them so no shade if you do. Feel free to add anything not listed here. Additionally, while your character isn't aware they're a witch/wizard/wi-they, you can include things about how, like, this weird thing happened or my character noticed something odd this one time but it should be relatively subtle. Also sorry for the excessive amounts of parenthesis, I'm wordy as shit sometimes.)

Name: (incl. nickname if applicable)
Age:
Pronouns:
Gender: (you can include sex here if it's relevant)
Appearance: (photo and/or description)

History -
Family: (include required info about your parent(s) here)
Upbringing/Backstory: (optional)
Key Life Events: (optional)

Personality -
(this is optional as a whole. Personally, I like to feel out my characters in-action; so be as brief or as detailed as you like)

Suitcase: (optional - did you bring something we should know about?)

Magic: (okay, so here you're going to choose what magic you're going to manifest. You can do magic outside of this manifestation, but this will be what you're MOST proficient in and, in the magic world, something you'd likely be 'known' by. I'm not looking for hyper-specifics. I'm talking weather/ice/water/fire/shadow/etc. I will be checking these over a bit. The only one you cannot choose is death/decay type of thing... unless one of you really pulls something wack out of the air that I haven't considered... I guess lol. Your character isn't necessarily aware of this, unless it's just a hmmm that was weird kind of situation)

 

[summerwine]

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fc: diana silvers or barbie ferreira

 

[Shawn_Michael]

Name: Shawn Paul Michael
Age: 18
Pronouns: He/His
Gender: Male
Appearance:



History -
Family: Shawn is the only child of Shawna and Paul Michael.
Shawn's parents mysteriously disappeared 2 years ago, when he was 15.
The police were (and still are) baffled by the disappearance. (One police officer was heard joking about "maybe they were on Flight 808")
Shawn was questioned dozens of times by investigators. His story always remained the same.

His mom fixed him breakfast that Friday morning. He ate and left for school. When he came home, his parents were not home. He thought it strange, since both the cars were in the driveway. He assumed his dad would still at work, but his car was home. He wasn't sure where his mom might have gone. No clue where his dad would be. The next morning, Saturday, his parents were still not home. He called his aunt Jodi. She came to the house, then called the police. The rest is history.

There were no signs of foul play, but it hasn't been completely ruled out. The case is technically still open, but pretty much forgotten. But not forgotten by Shawn.

Upbringing/Backstory:
After the disappearance of his parents, Shawn was taken in by his aunt (his mother's sister) Mary Jo "Jodi" Redmond.
Jodi is 38 years old, and lived alone in a nice affluent home until "the boy" came to live with her. She is fairly well off, having a flourishing career in the fashion industry. In his junior year of high school, Shawn landed a "job" in the school library. This was in leu of study hall. His fondness for books grew. The more he read, the more he wanted to read. By the end of that school year his appreciation for books had grown into a passion. His escape from reality.

Shawn graduated high school in June. A week later he was hired on at the local branch of the public library. Collage could wait a year. For two months he rode his 12 speed bicycle to work, never missing a day. While he enjoyed being in the library, the work started getting tedious. He was starting to look forward to collage.
It was a hot August afternoon when he received the mysterious envelope. An invitation to enroll at Farewells University for Advanced Arts. His curiosity was piqued. It was probably a hoax, but he would play along. Who knows? Maybe it's for real. He would await further instructions. He chuckled at the initials, imagining how Aunt Jo would react when he told her he was enrolling to F.U.

Personality -
Shawn has a positive attitude, always trying to find the best in any person or situation. He's usually very patient. He has a quick wit, and is slow to anger. He is no coward, but doesn't like confrontation at all.

Fun Fact: Shawn has heterochromatic eyes.

Suitcase:
Two crossword puzzle books. A Swiss army knife. A picture of his parents. Stack of button up shirts, two pair of jeans, socks etc.

Magic:
The art of illusion.

 

[Daylight Fantasy]

Name: Wang Ya-Ting
Age: 20
Pronouns: He/Him
Gender: Male

Family: Ya-Ting's parents died when he was 6 due to a car crash and was in critical condition. He was sent to an orphanage and got adopted within a year. For most of his childhood he'd lived with his adoptive parents, Ronald and Flora Parkinson.

Personality - Wang Ya-Ting is a calm, gentle and quiet man. Though he is a man of little words, he is quite friendly to others, offering a message in flowers if they requested. He is also very organised, as you can tell by the cleanliness of his workspace and general spaces and hates leaving things out of order. He also appreciates people who would talk to him. Though he is not quite as happy about this, his social energy drains really fast.

Magic: Water Affinity

 

[JustAlexandra]

I was gonna put this in BBcode but finding one for a CS seems like a PITA. lol.

Name:
Seraphina Welkin (Sera)

Age:
23

Pronouns:
She/They

Gender:
Female/Woman

Appearance:


Family:
Sera's father has been taking care of her alone since she was 8, when her mother died in a freak car accident. Her sister, Lilian, is two years younger than her. They butt heads sometimes, mostly due to them both being pretty stubborn, but they get along overall.

Upbringing/Backstory:
Ever since Sera’s mother died, her father has been an absent figure in her and her sister, Lilians, lives. He spent most of his time in his office, reading book after book and creating the coursework for the classes he taught at the nearby community college. He didn’t make much money as the single-income earner, which led him to pick up additional classes and sub work. Because of this, Sera and Lilian were left alone often when they were younger, and Sera became a parental figure pretty quickly.

Sera had a streak of rebellion in her teenage years, resenting her parentification and her father as a whole. She snuck out, did various drugs, and drank a disturbing amount of alcohol, waking up most days with a hangover. While this went largely unnoticed by her father, Lilian became worried - angry even - at Sera, for putting her life at risk with these behaviors.

Sera grew out of it, though, and she doesn’t like to talk about that time in her life much anymore. At 25, and her sister 23, they still live together, although out of their father's house. This summer, Sera had begun reapplying to colleges - something she didn’t have the chance to do seven years ago - when she got the letter on their doorstep.

Spoiler

A glimpse from a week after the letter arrived

“How am I supposed to decide? They don’t even say anything about tuition!” Sera flopped down on the couch, the summer heat causing her tank to stick to her ribs uncomfortably. She pulled it away from herself, fanning it out. She didn’t know why she was still thinking about that letter, it had been a week since it arrived and it was clearly a scam or something. Maybe it was the mystery around it that made her wonder. How exactly would they know when she made her decision, and would anything come if she decided not to go?

“Are you still thinking about that weird letter? I think it was a prank, Sera,” Lilian called from the bathroom where she was getting ready for work. Sera didn’t know how she could stand to use a straightening iron on a day as hot as this. It wasn’t that they didn’t have AC, but they were broke and it was expensive to use when they weren’t even in the house most of the day.

“I know, I know,” Sera sighed. “I think it’s just weird, right? It’s not like I’m exactly prime college age anymore, how did they know I was applying for schools? That’s not just a coincidence right?” she paused, “I couldn’t find anything online about any Luther Farren either, let alone Farewell University, but I just think that it’s really weird-,”

“Oh shit, I’m going to be late!” Lilian said, followed by a clattering in the bathroom. Sera sighed again. How was she ever going to decide when she had this Farewell’s University mystery going on? It stuck in her mind like glue, and kept her from accepting the other two offers she had received. She knew she was being stupid, but what if? That’s what she couldn’t get past.

Suitcase:
Mostly just clothes and toiletries and stuff. She overpacked, so she has two suitcases. The only real thing of note in them is her diary…. And she snuck in some weed.

Magic:
Nature Affinity.
​

 

[taliaangeni]

Name: Dane Voss
Age: 24
Pronouns: He/Him
Gender: Male

History -
Family:
Mother - Rebecca Wolfe (Remarried)
Father - Archer Voss (Deceased)
Brother - Corbin Voss (Deceased....allegedly)

Upbringing/Backstory: Archer Voss was a domineering man, exerting control over both his business and family with an iron grip. After giving birth to two sons, Rebecca could no longer endure his overbearing nature. She left, remarried, and never looked back; abandoning Corbin and Dane when they were just four and two years old. Raised by a group of nannies, the brothers grew up in a house that was cold despite its wealth. Their mother became nothing more than a distant memory, never reaching out, never returning.
Key Life Events: His brother attended Farewell for a year and wrote to him weekly. The letters abruptly stopped. It was later reported he had died due to a sporting accident. His father died when the boys were in their late teens. Corbin was able to get emancipated and then gain custody of Dane.

Personality -
Cynical, Vigilant, Patient, Obsessive, Evasive, Loyal, Studious.

Suitcase: Did I bring something? Yes. Do you need to know? No

Magic: Shadow daddy - I mean, Shadow affinity.

 

[digital-halo]

Name: Leaf Yahzi
Age: 20
Pronouns: They/Them
Gender: Agender (AFAB)
Appearance:Petite body type; short and skinny, not muscular.



History/Backstory:
Leaf is an only child, and grew up without a father figure- their father having gone missing when they were a newborn. Them and their mother lived in a cottage by the countryside, growing their own food and living quietly together. Leaf was isolated quite a bit from the world; their mother was predominantly the only person in their life. They were home-schooled, and didn't go into town often apart from short shopping trips. In their spare time, they enjoyed reading books, cooking with their mother, messing with and customizing their clothes and hair, or going out into the woods alone for an adventure.

For as long as they can remember, their life has been relatively the same. No major changes, no major events, just a calm, quiet life on the countryside. Until recently, their mother died quite suddenly. Leaf was left grief-stricken, confused on what to do and afraid for their future. They hadn't anyone to reach out to, and they were afraid of what may happen to them if they did. After months of stress, they suddenly got a letter...

Family:
Mother: Cara Yahzi (Deceased)
Father: Unknown, Missing.

Personality:
Despite their quiet, lonely upbringing, they're actually quite outspoken and outgoing. They're friendly and funny, yet a bit hotheaded with a tendency to nag.

Suitcase:
Clothes, books, packets of food and plant seeds, a photo of their mother and a few emotional keepsakes.

Magic:
Fire Affinity

 

[Faynorae]

Hélaine Blanche​

Birthday: November 2^nd | Age: 26
^{Pronouns: He/Him | Gender: Male}​

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BIOGRAPHY​

Hélaine, was the name he was given by the grown-ups at the orphanage simply because his hair was such a light colour. Blanche was a later rendition he added himself because it sounded cool. He didn't know the names or the faces of his mother or father and when he asked, Hélain was told that on the second of November, he was just found on the orphanage's porch. Despite all that, he had the vaguest memory of reaching out his pinky to a smiling woman's hand as... a baby or infant or whatever the difference was, he didn't really care. It didn't bother him. Whoever his parents were, they chose to abandon him because he must have been a burden. So a burden he would be. Stories of kids who rose to greatness in their adulthood despite their misfortunate background... It was sickening to him. He didn't want to be patronised and it seemed too difficult.

Hélaine grew up to be a troubling individual, both to himself and the people around him. Doing his worst in life was what he excelled at, a shining example of what not to be when you grow up. A ruffian who gets into fights. A smoker. Drunkard. Petty thief. Driving without a license. Trashy personality—most assumed he had no redeeming qualities. All his brothers and sisters and the grown-ups at the orphanage would beg to differ, of course, they agreed with the latter, but he was still their "family" and he treated them the same. He didn't need no mother or father, he had been abandoned into a warmer nest and always had somewhere to go back to.

But when you look for and get into fights often, you're destined to get hurt. No amount of cuts and bruises would hurt Hélain. But when Helaine's friend and brother in circumstance, Lance, who had entered the orphanage at roughly the same time as him; got jumped by some low-lives Hélaine had a feud with and had landed in a coma at some hospital, he'd had an epiphany of sorts. Trash always spoils everything around it, so being anywhere near that 'warm nest' would unravel it into a pile of sticks and mud writhing with ugly worms. So he'd run away.

Where to? He didn't actually know. That was until he had found a letter stuck on the seat of the bus he was on. It was some strange coincidence really, that he had found a letter for someone with the same name as him? And yet... It all seemed a bit too coincidental...

Family
UNKNOWN MOTHER: Possibly dead/missing | UNKNOWN FATHER: Possibly dead/missing | LANCE: Brother (non-biological), camotose.​

Personality
Effervescently asocial. Trigger-happy (with his fists.) Dumbest blonde to ever blonde.​

Weekender
^{(because Suitcases are expensive)}​

Some Clothes (Shirts, tees, jeans, one tracksuit set and undergarments); Silver Hip Flask, filled with "water" (Square Shaped, H.B. is scratched onto one side); V.W. Heart Lighter (Its dull and scratched all over); Packet of Cigarettes (Typically Marlboro, sometimes Gitanes); Cheap Chocolate Truffles (Pink, Blue, Orange Wrappers)

Magic
Light Affinity​

 

[Gears]

Name: Henry Grant
Age: 23
Pronouns: He/Him
Gender: Male, Heterosexual
Appearance: Alex Pettyfer

History -
Family: Henry was raised in an orphanage along with Brooklyn, the pair quickly becoming good friends. Henry's parents gave him up in return for a unique deal in which they wouldn't have any of their information or names when he grew up- just his first name and a fake last name they gave him.
Upbringing/Backstory: The home that Henry lived in was substandard. The woman running it was nice but with so many children didn't have much time for each individual, but she didn't force anyone to help too much when they reached around the appropriate age.

Personality -
Henry is fiercely loyal, often getting into fights over what most would think are small things. He is outgoing and charismatic.

Suitcase: Textbooks from tradeschool he wanted to attend

Magic: Henry can hear the dead and usually can summon them- though he has no idea how to control them, and their main priority once summoned is to kill him. The spirits he listened to as a child that sent him to mental institutions started out kind, but as he grew older they grew malevolent- now learning to escape their graves to attack- maybe on the first day of school? Henry just thinks he is insane, but has vague memories of an imaginary friend, a zombie he raised as a young boy who was kind at first, until someone at the mental institution aggravated it, leading to their hatred of him.

 

[EnviousWorm]

Name: Martin “Marty Griz” Grizziolo
Age: 25
Pronouns: He/Him; They/Them
Gender: Non-Binary
Appearance:
​

History -
Family: Salvatore Grizziolo (Father, Deceased); Teresa Grizziolo (Mother); Derek Grizziolo (Brother, Deceased)

Upbringing/Backstory:
Second son of a prominent New York mob family, Marty Griz never had much interest in their dad's business–at least out side of their early introduction to Martin Scorsese and Francis Ford Coppola. Close to his older brother Derek, the two fought constantly over Derek's commitment to the life of a mafioso. Even as a preteen, Marty could see the drastic repercussions to living that way. Before Marty graduated high school, they were proven right when Salvatore Grizziolo disappeared in what everyone suspected to be a mob killing; Derek found himself the young leader of a crumbling mob organization, and was killed only months later in an FBI raid. Marty's mother Teresa removed them both from the family business, and the last remaining Grizziolo child found himself content to do well in school and live a normal life.

Marty Griz excelled in college, maintaining strong grades while finally allowing themself to indulge in the more fun side of being a kid. A hard partier, Marty didn't allow that to get in their way as an undergrad. At school, Marty met Coral Mariner–a teacher's aide in an honors course class. The two hit it off instantly, and maintained a close friendship as Coral graduated from B.U's grad program and moved to pursue their doctorate at Stanford. Horribly in love, Marty applied to Stanford's graduate program to study film, and was rewarded for their hard work as an undergrad. They found grad school to be far more challenging, but accepted the challenge. However, Coral proved to be a bad influence on Marty, burned out by their PhD program and turning heavily to drinking and doing drugs. Emboldened by their ability to party at B.U, Marty let looser than ever before–and was punished severely for it. Both students were threated with removal from school, instead opting to voluntarily drop out, which helped their potential to get in other top-tier schools if they chose to reapply.

Both Marty and Coral fell deeper into their depressive, addictive holes. The two packed everything up and moved to California, stopping in Las Vegas to get married (and lose a bunch of money). Marty spent a couple years writing scripts in between bartending shifts, still drinking way too much for their own good. One day, Coral was gone, divorce papers and an acceptance letter from USC replacing a heartfelt goodbye note. In his most vulnerable state, on his longest bender, Marty found a letter–the fateful letter to Farewell University. On a tired whim, Marty left L.A behind for the school in the shadow of the full moon.

Key Life Events:

• Born in Brooklyn on May 6th
• Graduated from Catholic private school
• Accepted to Boston University as an English/Lit Major
• Graduated with honors from B.U
• Admitted to Stanford Film School
• Dropped out from Stanford, married Coral Mariner
• Divorced from Coral Mariner
• Approached to attend Farewell University

Personality -
Gregarious and fun, Marty loves a party–hosting more than attending. He loves games, but can be highly competitive. An aspiring filmmaker, Marty watches movies with a passion, and stops in places they consider to be “cinematic” just to admire the world. In a despairing pit, Marty thrives on making others happy at a time when they feel smiling for themself feels impossible. Trying not to be impressionable anymore, and take responsibility for their own actions.

Suitcase: Seasonally appropriate clothing and a jacket; a small selection of books (prose and poetry); 3 framed family photos delicately wrapped in newspaper; toiletries and a small amount of cash.

Satchel: 1x carton of Lucky Strike cigarettes; “The Master and Margarita” by Mikhail Bulgakov; 3x legal pads and 3x 4-color pens.

Magic: Abjurative affinity

 

[UnhingedJupi]

Name: Flynn Odara
Age: 23
Pronouns: He/him
Gender: Male
Appearance:


History -
For a majority of Flynns life he bounced from place to place with his mom, Evelyne Odara. She was a college student, who unfortunately had to drop out to find a means of taking care of Flynn. His dad left the picture before he was even born, leaving him without a father figure. Growing up there wasn't much resentment towards the man for leaving him, what Flynn felt was more so distaste for putting his mom in that position, and guilt for the burden he placed on her.

When it came to the schools Flynn attended, fitting into any of them was a bit of a problem. You could say it was because he never had time to acclimate to them, but really it was because he had stopped caring about socializing. There really wasn't any point in getting close to anyone, since he'd end up leaving for whatever job "opportunity" his mom had found. Although, he enjoyed his own company anyways.

One morning when Flynn was 14 years old, his mom headed off to work, and never returned. She had mysteriously vanished, leaving his grandmother to take care of him. A woman he wasn't quite familiar with, due to her estranged relationship with her daughter. Flynn quickly saw why they never visited during his time with his grandmother. She was a strict woman with standards that were impossible to please, and she was especially bitter to him. His grandmother had conceived the notion that the stress of trying to raise him caused her daughter to run off, and she reminded him constantly.

After graduating Flynn was quick to head off to move into some crappy apartment, using the money that was saved up from his after school job. He considered going off to college, but there wasn't a career he could see himself pursuing. Drawing was a passion of his, but that was more of a hobby for him. One morning when Flynn was checking his sketchbook there was a letter there for him, of course it was a bit odd to him, but he saw it as an opportunity to maybe find a place in the world.

Personality -
Flynn is a pretty awkward guy with a weird sense of humor, once someone gets to know him. Most of the time he's in his own little world, fidgeting with something. He's not very patient, and can be pretty impulsive. Going with the flow is what he typically does, without thinking things through. He can be very curious with things that pique his interest, and is quick to question. His outlook on life could be considered pessimistic or dark at times.

Suitcase: Bags of sour candy, seasonal clothing, drawing tablet, sketchbook, and the essentials.

Magic: pressure waves affinity

 

[2amSnow]

Safiya K. Baker


Nicknames: Saf, Saffi
Age: 21
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Cis Woman
Sexuality: Pansexual
​

History/Backstory: *tw: mention of racism*
Born and raised in the charming city of Forest Grove, located approximately twenty-five miles west of Portland, Oregon, Safiya lives with her maternal grandmother, the first Safiya. Saf had always been close with her mother, Naomi, especially after the disappearance of her father---on her ninth birthday. Safe to say, Safiya doesn't tend to pay much attention to her 'special day'.

There were never really any signs leading up to her father's disappearance, other than the fact that Eli had brought up at dinner a few nights before that two of his coworkers had been giving him a hard time at work. Eli had speculated that the only reason he could think to be the reason was because he was the only person on staff who wasn't white. To not worry his family, Eli deemphasized the severity of the harassment and didn't get into the specifics, he just boiled it down to "off-handed comments". Just days later, Safiya would kiss and hug her dad before he headed off to work for the last time. Waiting eagerly for her father to get home and celebrate her birthday that night, Saf would be left utterly confused and heartbroken when he never did return. The next day Eli's car would be found abandoned just ten miles north of his workplace. It was like he had vanished into thin air.

Until the end, Naomi never wavered in her role of motherhood. Despite having lost the love of her life so suddenly and so unexplainably, she continued to remain a present and empathetic mother to Saf. Offering unconditional love and support, Naomi made sure her daughter had anything she could ever need. After her mother (who lives alone) suffered a fall, Naomi picked up and moved her and Safi into her childhood family home where she could care for her mother and daughter both. The three women would look after for each other and despite the tragic loss of her father, Safiya lived a pretty good life.

Her mother's passion for plants and flowers would encourage Naomi to open up her own floral shop called "Sapphire Rose Botanicals", inspired by the "Saf" in both her mother and daughter's names. Safi would help out at the shop in between her classes at uni, taking joy in the mundane things like dusting down plant racks, and sweeping fallen leaves up off the floor. She loved working at the shop but once her mother fell ill, Safiya took the reigns and ran the shop full time, choosing to withdraw from her courses. Naomi would lose her battle to cancer, leaving Saf completely parentless at just 19 years old. One Sunday morning two years later, when Safiya approached her shop to open for the day, she was fumbling around with her keys when she noticed an envelope wedged into the crack of the front door. Saf curiously took hold of the envelope and peered at the oddly loopy script spelling out her name on the front before she peeled it open. Choosing to walk into this new chapter with high hopes for a new adventure and life experiences, Saf left the store to her best friend and SRB's store manager, Zoey, to look after while she's away.

Family:
Naomi A. Baker (Mother, deceased)
Elijah D. Baker (Father, missing, presumed deceased)
Safiya O. Baker (Grandmother)
Zoey S. Reese (Best friend and chosen family)

Personality:`
Despite losing both her parents, Safiya is still refreshingly warm, kind, and optimistic about life and people. She has a remarkably youthful excitement for living and she remains mindful, taking in every moment as it comes, not focusing too much on the past or future. Saf is the type of soul who would save an intoxicated girl from being taken advantage of at the bar and stand with her until the Uber came. The type of friend you call at 3AM when you need someone to cry to who will answer every time. Saf chooses to see the good in people and gravitate towards the things that 'fill her cup' in life. Having a love for art and nature just like her mom, when she isn't tasked with keeping plants alive, Saf pours herself into her artwork, painting the most beautifully simplistic images of everyday life.


"Tomato sauce" by S.K. Baker

Suitcase:
Clean clothes, random tattered paint brushes and tubes of paint, sketchbook/painting book, bullet journal, chunky over-the-head headphones, some old books, a small frame housing a photograph of Safi and her parents when she was six, and her laptop decked out in various stickers.

Magic:
Aura Intuitive/Colourvoyant ~ Safiya can actually see people's auras, but she hasn't figured that out yet. She swears one day in kindergarten that she caught a glimpse of an amber yellow glow looming around her best friend Zoey's figure, but she never really thought much of it. Little does she know that Saf can also draw magic from any color around her and use it to her best advantage. (Ex: Somehow she hasn't noticed that when she wears clothes with a brighter green color, a strike of luck will lead her to find random cash on the ground somewhere, receive really good news, or be gifted something by someone, etc.)

 

[EclecticSpica]

Name: Iris Starling
Age: 24
Pronouns: she/her
Gender: Female

History - Born to a rich family of famed magic users, Iris was spoiled often as a child until her parents began to torture her to spark her own magical ability. Iris was shunned by her family and is considered a stain to the Starling name, she has no idea of her parents missing and is not in contact with anyone else in her family.

Family: Estelle Starling - Bio Mother
Darren Starling - Bio Father
Lilac Starling - Eldest Sister
Dahlia Starling - Elder sister
Lilly Starling - Middle Sister
Darren Jr. Starling - Younger Brother

Upbringing/Backstory: Iris comes from a long and esteemed line of Starling nobility. Her family are all purebloods, well respected in the world of magic and each child of the Starling family were all exceptional in their fields. That was until Iris. Iris was a late bloomer of sorts, her family would push her through many testings to see when her magic would develop so they could hone and practice her skills prior to any schooling so she would not be a disappointment, but as the years went on Iris only became more and more of the one thing she feared the most.
A disappointment.
Iris was quickly outed and shunned in her family, forced into the darker space of the mansion her family lived in and before she knew it, she didn’t even have maids to tend to her and would grow up fending for herself. Her only job was to just remain silent, remain pretty to be married off and hopefully find some type of magic to bless her with.
When Iris did eventually spark a power, it was well into her teens and it was something her family all shunned. Zoolingualism, and Iris couldn’t even control that. Still Iris wished to inform her parents and went to go inform them, only to find her parents missing and only a single letter laying with her name on it with instructions of being accepted to a school she had never applied for. Thinking her family was merely wishing Iris to get out of their hair, Iris has decided to pack her life up and leave with a wish to no longer be a disappointment.

Key Life Events:
Age 6 - Father forced her into a burning home to try and create a fire power. Failed and caused Iris to be scared of enclosed spaces and avoid using fire/heat
Age 10 - Sister Dahlia took an ice pick to Iris’ arms and created a scar on her upper right arm which she hides.
Age 20 - Finally understood her power but didn’t know the full limit of what she could do.


Personality -
Rude | Blunt | Judgemental | Insecure | Fickle | Loyal | Authentic | Diligent

Suitcase: A well used and loved tarot deck painted with flowers. | A book of Icelandic Folklore | A framed picture of her family | Nippy is her familiar, a pine squirrel who likes to hang out in her hair.

Magic: Zoolingualism. Basically Iris can speak with and understand the emotions of animals. Granted she is struggling with understanding all animals as each new breed is like a new language for her, it comes in too fast and can be overwhelming and while she’d love to control them and have the animals do things for her, the only animal she has ever convinced to do something is her pet squirrel - Nippy - and even then that squirrel has a mind of his own.