Lady Warlock
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Name: Millie Thorrin
Gender: Female
Age: 10
Height: 4’3”
Character Strengths:
- Kindness
- Selflessness
- Curiosity
- Highly sociable
- Innocence
- Pacifism
- Naivety
- Lack of Life Experience
The child is a very kind and gentle soul. There is very little in the form of life that she would not respect regardless of what the person or thing might have done or how terrifying they look. Although appearances at first might scare her, Millie will always recognize life as life and in her mind, there is no life that does not deserve a second chance. Millie will never intentionally harm another soul and she is, in fact, very selfless because that was how she was taught that her magic was intended to be used.
Regardless of how great of a person she is, Millie’s youth has its downfalls that her positive qualities cannot always overcome. She doesn’t know a lot about the way of the world so sometimes there are things she just doesn’t understand although she will seek to learn about them as they become important to her.
Her lack of knowledge leads to another flaw. Millie can very easily be convinced to believe things that may not be true simply because she doesn’t know any better. She can be very naive. Some of her naivety can also come from her kind heart as well, though, because she tends to be over trusting of people who may not always be her friends although she will often think that they are. She has a habit of only seeing the good in people.
There is one thing that can really bother Millie and that will kind of disrupt her normal personality and that is when people stare at her scar. This is because in all reality, Millie doesn’t quite understand what happened to her four years ago. She knows that she died - that much is kind of obvious - but she can’t really explain it to people who ask about it, and when they stare, that tends to mean the question is on their mind. When people ask her about her scar, Millie becomes very shy and avoidant of the question because she doesn’t want to accidentally lie about it, but she’s not entirely sure what the truth is.
Guild: Raven Tail
Rank: C Rank
Magic 1: Blessing Magic: Specialist Magic (this magic can only be used by someone who received an angel’s blessing); a complex form of supportive magic that allows the user to bless other beings with positive qualities of a wide array. Common blessings include the blessing of luck, the blessing of hope, the blessing of memory, the blessing of accuracy, the blessing of speed and the blessing of strength. Users familiar with the magic are also capable of performing a blessing of healing although this blessing only works in the scenario where the caster is fully well and healthy. Blessings can only be of positive qualities. The caster couldn’t cast a blessing of harm or a blessing of pain.
Magic 2: Takeover Magic: The Angel
Notes on Magic: Millie is incapable of a complete takeover and can barely do much with her second magic at all. She is competent in her blessing abilities, though. It is also important to note that with her takeover magic, it comes with a downside of increased morality which very nearly renders her incapable of doing anyone harm while in the form because it’s angelic.
Backstory: Millie was born to a fairly wealthy family in the country of Bosco. She was the youngest in the family of four, her brother being five years her elder. Even in infancy, everyone was aware that Millie was a very fragile child and they treated her like glass. Sometimes, people were even afraid to touch her out of fear that she would break. This wasn’t because of anything specifically wrong with her - she’s always been fairly healthy - but because of her appearance more so. Her skin has always been very pale and even has a paper thin texture to it which people have always found odd.
Nevertheless, her family cared for her well enough. She played with her brother all the time and although he tended to avoid getting rough with her and he steered their games towards calmer activities, Millie loved him and he loved her as siblings should. However, quickly after she came to truly enjoy playing with him, Michael started school and he wasn’t around as much anymore. Millie was left to play alone more often.
Millie was never one to complain about her lot in life. Her parents were both politicians who worked a lot so she didn’t really have a whole lot of opportunities to play with them. They did hire a babysitter to watch over her, but Millie often disregarded this person entirely because this person always seemed distracted by something else - her phone, her boyfriend, a tv show… and Millie didn’t want to be a bother.
Oftentimes, Millie’s early wanderings would take her into a small forest near her family home where she found many wonderful things to explore. She loved listening to the sounds of the birds and trying to repeat them back to the sky. Of course, it never worked, but she was a child and she didn’t care because it was fun. Millie gathered acorns for the squirrels and chipmunks when it was getting close to winter and when the snow finally came, the child would decorate the land with snowmen and snow angels.
Even though her antics were very free, Millie also knew her limits. She was a good child who was always home in time for dinner, she knew how to behave when her parents had guests over and she rarely, if ever, got into trouble.
When Millie was five, one of the cooks in her family home left the stove on after they had finished cooking. Paper towel was too close to the stove and that was all that was needed to begin the disaster that would forever change Millie’s life. Millie had been outside playing at the time although it was close to supper and she had started heading back. It was the smoke that caught her attention.
Her parents weren’t home for the night yet, but the babysitter had already made her way outside upon realizing there was a fire and she grabbed Millie before Millie could run inside, telling her it was too dangerous. Millie wasn’t about to disobey; she knew enough to know that fire was bad. Then she heard something, though. Millie heard a scream. Her brother had recently gotten home from school and he was still inside.
Going frantic, Millie tore herself free from the babysitter’s grip and charged into her family’s burning house in a desperate attempt to save her brother although at this point, any attempt was futile. Millie didn’t know that, though. She just knew that she had heard her brother’s scream and she loved him which meant she had to try and save him.
Although Millie could never explain what happened next, in all reality, Millie died that day. The doorway collapsed shortly after she ran through it and a sharp edge of the house, collapsing with the force of gravity, pierced all the way through her neck severing her spinal cord and killing her instantly. And on that day, Millie received the angel’s blessing.
“Child,” a voice called out to her. Opening her eyes, all she saw was light. Pure light as bright as the sun. Somehow, even through the blindingness that surrounded her, Millie could also make out a figure of a man. Well, he was sort of a man. He was dressed in a white robe and he had luxurious white wings. Millie never fully saw his face, but she heard his words clearly. “It doesn’t end here, not for you. I give you The Angel’s Blessing.”
Something happened then. Millie was surrounded in a glowing aura of pure light similarly to the man who had now vanished although Millie never noticed where he could’ve gone and that wasn’t important. The light became so blinding that Millie had to close her eyes to its brilliance and when she opened them, she was lying in the rubble of her house that no longer existed and no one was around anymore.
Although Millie didn’t know it, two days had passed since the fire and she was now considered dead along with her brother who had been unable to escape.
Millie immediately set out in search of her parents. It was a rather odd sight. She was a six year old girl, her dress was tattered and burned so that it could hardly be called clothing anymore and her hair was a wild arrayed mess. That was odd even without the blood stain on her neck which was impossible not to notice although it did cover the scar that now marred the skin.
No one believed her when she tried to tell them who she was or what had happened. They all thought she was pulling a prank on them and Millie was forced to become a sad child with nothing to do but sit on the side of the street. She cried because she had never had a problem with life before. She was a good girl, she’d always been told that she was an angel of a child, and people had always loved her. Now it seemed that no one loved her and she didn’t really know what to do about it.
That wouldn’t last, though. “Child, what ails you?”
Millie looked up to see a man standing in front of her. His clothes were tattered, torn and practically non-existent, same as her own, and his eyes were glossed over. Millie almost considered asking, Why are your eyes painted? but she knew that would be rude so she held back. She just told him the answer to his question - that no one believed her and that no one loved her anymore.
“That is not true, child. I believe you.”
“But… you don’t even know my story.”
“I don’t have to to know you don’t belong here anymore. You belong with a family that will love you forever!” He smiled at Millie and picked her up before continuing, “Anyone with Raziel’s Blessing deserves that much.” Millie’s eyes grew wide at the stranger as she wrapped her arms around him. It was the first hug she had had in days when she was used to getting them every day.
Millie travelled with the man as they made their way from Bosco towards Fiore as he began to tell her fabulous stories about guilds and magic and families that held it all together. Millie thought it was a fantasy at first. He told her that she had magic too and he started to teach her how to use it. He taught her how to channel the blessing she had received to help others and to help herself although he warned that she should always remember that the blessing wasn’t meant for her to hold it back, to not help someone who needed it.
Millie learned to control Blessing magic - to inspire hope for those who needed it and happiness for those who couldn’t find it. She learned to bless people with so many things and never demand repayment for it. Millie learned to be selfless.
Finally, after only a few weeks time, the two companions reached Fiore and the man asked Millie where she wanted to go the most. He had told Millie the stories of all the guilds, he had told her about all the guildmasters, about the magic council and all the famous mages who wandered this new land for her. Now it was her choice.
Millie didn’t hesitate. There was one man who reminded her very much of herself. One guildmaster who all the reports made out to be a very nice person, but it seemed like a lot of people didn’t believe him. Millie believed in him. Millie believed in Master Cyan. And so it would be that the man would take the child to Harrow Town, home of Raven Tail. He had to leave before they got to the guild hall though.
Millie was confused. She didn’t understand why this man had to leave. “Wait!” Millie demanded. “Who even are you?” In their few months together, Millie hadn’t even learned his name. Another realization came to her then. As they had travelled, all the people they met had stared at her scar, but he didn’t. “Why don’t you stare at me like the others do? Why don’t you ask me what happened?”
“I can see it all in you child. And I’m the one who can’t even see.” The man was blind. He had been blind all along, but he still had the time to take care of a child who needed a new path. The man walked away and although Millie wanted to chase after him, she also wanted to stay on the path he had led her to, so she didn’t follow him. She turned and finished the short walk to the Raven Tail guild hall.
What Millie doesn't quite understand about the strange man who brought her out of Bosco and into the wonderful land of Fiore is that he was the angel Raziel himself taking on a human form to help her get to a place where she could better benefit the world he watches. During her travels with him, her Blessing Magic was enhanced and he absorbed the consequences of her spells as a way to encourage her to develop and explore the magic without any reason for her to become afraid of it.
One day in Harrow Town, Millie met a traveller who was performing and he used magic in one of his acts which allowed him to grow wings and Millie found this to be very curious. She thought the wings were the same wings as those of her original savior and she quickly ran up to the traveller to ask him about it. While he didn’t understand her outrageous story, he did kindly explain that his wings were part of a takeover magic. He had encountered and studied a harpy.
Millie was amazed by this new possibility and she quickly set to trying to learn the magic for herself. She tried to find something simple - a bird was her intention. She loved birds and she loved the idea of freedom that birds represented for her. However, something odd happened. Millie achieved a different takeover. Having encountered an angel in death, Millie had the rare ability to achieve that transformation although she still has many of its secrets to explore.
Items / Possessions: None of significance