Fantasy The Witches of Hollow Lights (CS Thread)

[JamsTheOrc]

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[Klown]

• appearance
• basics
• in depth
• magic
• affiliations
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  A height of six feet and four inches with a build that might deceive one into believing he can lift cars. Similarly to how a monstrous figure in your periphery demands attention, his presence alone kickstarts a fight or flight response. His warm tawny skin is adorned with some odd tattoos reminiscent of sharp, symmetrical ink-blot tests. To add to the unintentional intimidation factor are silver piercings along his ears, below his lips and on his eyebrow. His hair, often swept to one side, is a dark chestnut brown that fades into a shade of red towards the tips. His sharp, tired eyes—one hazel the other brown—aid the seemingly permanent scowl on his face. There’s a scar just over the right side of his lip, one of the very rare visible ones. Has some slight stubble on his chin and jaw. [ CHARACTER ART BY ME ]
  
  Clothing: Plain, solid-color tops, massive hoodies or jackets, and dark denim or sweatpants. Mostly everything is thrifted. Doesn't try to stick out too much style-wise. Prefers darker colors but isn't against the classic white t-shirt. Everything in his closet is designed so he doesn't have too think too hard about what he's gonna wear. Does occasionally indulge in rings and bracelets. Sometimes you might even catch him with painted nails.
• Name: Dante Arevik
  
  Age: 24 years old
  
  Gender: Cisgender male, He/him
  
  Sexuality: Demiromantic pansexual
  
  Occupation: Nighttime Security Guard
• Personality:
  No longer a barking, snarling dog that'll pounce at the slightest offense, though he can't help the seemingly affixed frown on his face. He's adopted the principle: if you've nothing kind to say, don't say it; thus mutes himself most conversations. His gruff voice and blunt manner of speech aren't always received amicably, though his insistence on scowling in silence is equally disconcerting. Try all he might, his imposing figure can only be dampened so much, and there aren't many things he feels like smiling about.
  
  To the surprise of those fortunate enough to witness it, or stuck around long enough to experience it, Dante is incredibly warmhearted. Gentle hands to guide you away from harm, a steady, comforting presence at your side in moments of distress, a bag of food wordlessly placed in your hands after you dismissively mentioned not having eaten. He’ll stay up late for as long as you need him and wake up early should you want to watch the sunrise with company. He’ll do all these things and more with a meager ounce of complaint, but if told he doesn't have to, he'll only plant himself firmer at your side. Perhaps its repentance for all the wrong he's caused in his life. He'd never admit it. He's especially self-conscious around seemingly genuinely kind people, worried they might discover a deep, rotten core within him.
  
  He's fiercely protective and loyal of those he's close with. Eternally grateful to them for staying at his side despite all of him. If ever he were to become that wild snapping beast again, it'd be to defend them. Although afraid of admitting how much he truly values someone, and it being hard to tell with his default aloofness, it's plainly displayed in how readily he'll dive into harm's way to keep them safe. In comfortable presence, Dante allows himself to ease slightly. A lighthearted tease, a small sarcastic smirk. Moments where he forgets his guilt and allows himself to laugh are few and far in between. Usually followed by a damning truckload of reminders why he doesn't deserve to be happy.
  
  History:
  tldr; His mother disappeared before he was old enough to remember her. Her disappearance wrecked his father, who became a town pariah. Dante realized he could use his magic to move through people's dreams and even pull things from their subconscious into reality. Using his father's memories of her, he brings his mother out of a dream. The family is reunited (sorta) for an hour before the magic wears off. Having his wife disappear again sends Dante's father down a spiral. Dante feels guilty and responsible for his father's declining health which develops into self-hatred. He starts lashing out and becomes a bully, both him and his father now outcasts. He aggressively refuses the coven when they initially approach him and continues using his magic to bring back his mother's memory, not knowing he was destroying it from his father's mind in the process. He drops out of high school to make money to sustain himself and his dad before eventually leaving home to live in a van on his own, scraping by through selling drugs. His father goes missing and people start pointing fingers at him. After nearly being killed one night, he goes to the only people who offered him help, the coven. Now he's working hard to get his life back in order.
  
  
  Spoiler

  A mother whose face and voice he'd forgotten and a father he wishes he'd forgotten instead. Fulton Arevik was a name whispered by the Ashwood rumor mill with the same disgusted grimace one wears when smearing shit off their shoe. An addict drunkard with screws so loose he might unravel at the slightest nudge. He was never quite the same after the disappearance of his wife, and though no evidence was found to prove it, it's heavily speculated he played a part. Unfortunately for Dante, the pity extended to him was less 'poor child, burdened with such a life' and more 'poor child, he'll end up just like his father'.
  
  Dante came into his magic at an early age and it was his best kept secret. He first discovered it while sleeping over at a friend's house. It'd been unintentional. A dream he thought had been his own actually belonged to one of the boys at the sleepover. He was teased and called weird when it was brought up, so he never spoke of it again, but he continued to prod into the subconsciousness of those around him. He thought maybe he'd developed some kind of superpower.
  
  One night he approached his father as he was passed out on the couch, a bottle of liquor half-emptied on the ground, and peered into his dream. For what felt like the very first time of his life, he was face-to-face with his mother, though he wouldn't know this until later. She was horrified, running and screaming for her life. He'd stepped right into a nightmare. In his own panic, Dante sprung out of the dream with her, thinking he could save her. The sudden shock forced his father awake, and suddenly Fulton Arevik was standing before his screaming wife who'd been missing for years.
  
  Dante had never seen his father bear any expression other than disgruntled dissatisfaction or bleary intoxication, but in this moment, he was the most sober he'd ever been. Fulton Arevik held his missing wife, cradled her and soothed her cries while his own wept into her shoulder. He stroked her hair and kissed her face, gazing into her eyes like they were unearthed treasures. It was the first time Dante understood the word 'Love', and the first time he was meeting his mother, but not really. She was a memory. Tangible but not real. This was something they'd unfortunately learn an hour later, when Dante's tenuous grip on his magic faltered and she vanished before their very eyes.
  
  His father's mental health plummeted. On top of being the town's washed up alcoholic, he was labeled a paranoid schizophrenic, wailing about how he'd held his wife in his arms and then she was gone. Dante, still just a child, wasn't sure what to do and felt a stifling guilt which developed into a hatred of himself. He began lashing out at people, picking fights with anyone who talked bad about his father, feeling it was his responsibility thus all the ire should be directed at him. Granted, he was too young to realize these feelings. Soon enough, Dante became the town punk. The kid everyone would whisper would get nowhere in life for being so troublesome. That he was a menace and bully.
  
  He was approached by the coven sometime during high school, but pushed back aggressively. Not wanting help, or rather, feeling he didn't deserve it. He kept bringing his mother back from his father's memories, but the more he did, the less sharpened she became. Her face would look different, her voice would sound off. Eventually, he pulled the memory out so many times that his father forgot about her entirely and a new, wrenching guilt piled onto Dante's shoulders. His father was a husk, wailing and crying aimlessly for a woman he didn't remember. Drowning his sorrow in booze and drugs. He stopped going to work, so Dante dropped out of high school and began selling illicit substances to try and keep them afloat. Sold a few of their possessions and clothes. Saved enough for a shabby refurbished van and left his father with the rest of his savings, convinced it'd be better if he wasn't around to ruin his life further.
  
  His selling of substances barely maintained him. He roughed up anyone who owed him money, was merciless with those who tried tricking him. Very quickly had to learn how to defend himself. When news spread of his dad having gone missing, whispers started pointing fingers at Dante. With police lingering too close to him, he began to realize he couldn't keep his business going for much longer unless he wanted to start fresh in a prison. But he wasn't about to be taken in handcuffs before knowing where his dad had gone.
  
  After nearly being killed one night by a patron armed and volatile, Dante retreated to the only hand that had extended to him for aid: the coven. Having his life nearly ended before it could be anything he was proud of quickly set him straight. Dante began to turn his life around with the coven's help. Became roommates with a coven member; works several odd night shift security jobs that no one wants to take (especially in light of recent events). Cleaned up his act and started trying to control his temper, explore more of his magic and the occult in general, and work towards getting his GED. All while still actively searching for traces of his father.
  
  Likes:
  Star gazing, learning magic strawberry flavors, tattoos, abstract art, playful arguing, passionate people, spicy food, people minding their own business, animals
  
  Dislikes:
  Cloudy skies, the beach, hot weather, unnecessary violence, himself, being pried into, drunkards, his peace being disturbed, scaring people without meaning to
  
  Fears:
  Never finding his father.
  
  Returning to old bad habits.
  
  That he actually is a bad person.
  
  Losing the few good things in his life.
  
  Hurting those close to him.
  
  Mannerisms:
  Glaring when he's thinking about something really hard, almost like it hurts.
  
  Tries to find somewhere to sit if he's talking to someone much shorter than him.
  
  Staring at someone really hard when he wants to talk to them but doesn't know how to start a conversation.
  
  Avoids eye-contact when embarrassed.
• Type of magic:
  Oneiromancy: The ability to enter, influence, shape, and manifest dreams or the subconscious.
  
  Dreamscape: Dante enters the subconscious of a target and can freely walk through and shape their dreams. He can turn a harrowing night terror into a blessed vision and vice versa. His influence skews the lines between fantasy and reality, the dreamer feeling everything in the dream as if it were real. It sometimes takes the dreamer a few minutes after waking up to realize they'd been dreaming the entire time. Additionally, if Dante doesn't want you to wake up, you will not. He can trap someone in a nightmare or fantasy, and they will be none the wiser, granted he'll be stuck in there with them. Once he pulls away from the subconscious, the target will wake at their own pace.
  
  Waking illusion: Dante can momentarily pull things out of dreams or the subconcious, both inanimate and animate. A beloved vase once broken, a glistening golden apple, a lost loved one. When materialized, they are tangible and can be interacted with, though last a couple hours at most before they dissipate. Essentially, Dante is drawing out the memory of the target. So when bringing forth the spirit of a loved one, all he is doing is bringing forth the dreamer's memory of their loved one. How they speak, look, and act is all based on how the dreamer remembers them. If the same person or thing is pulled repeatedly from the dreamer, their memory of it begins to chip away slowly until they forget about it entirely, but the feelings remain.
  
  Familiar: A netherland dwarf rabbit named Abby. She looks like a little bundle of coal and shadow with completely black fur and beady black eyes; fits perfectly in the palm of his hand. Her name is short for Abysmal, but that’s a joke reserved for Dante alone.
• Family:
  Fulton Arevik: Dante's father. Worked in construction before his mental health severely declined. The two weren't particularly close, but Dante still cared about him. He's been missing for almost 2 years now and is speculated to be dead.
  
  Cynthia Arevik: Dante's mother. He only met her through his father's memories of her. She seemed kind, gentle. The type of person Dante struggles to be around now. He'd never missed her until seeing how much his father loved her.
  
  Affiliation ideas:
  
  - The coven member that opened their doors to Dante and let him be their roommate. (Bonus points if he also bullied them in high school, i think that would be fun teehee)
  
  - Someone who took up the mantle of showing Dante the ins and outs of the coven and the occult when he joined, and are still helping him to this day.
  
  - Childhood best friends who grew distant, eventually stopping to associate with each other as their personal lives and troubles got in the way, until now.
  
  - Someone whose got beef with Dante for whatever reason, there are plenty. He's working hard to earn their forgiveness.
• Headcanons:
  Buys self-help books like they're illegal. Stashes them away and everything. Wants people to acknowledging he's changing but is embarrassed of them seeing the effort he's putting in.
  
  Was once mistaken for a mugger when he tried helping an old lady cross the road.
  
  Really likes the concept of baking but is too self-conscious to try it.
  
  If he's upset you he will stand outside your door in the pouring rain like a sad pathetic puppy and apologize.
  
  Actually hates the horror genre and is freaked out by all the occult stuff in town, he's just really good at pretending he's totally chill with it.
  
  Weaknesses:
  Any gentle or affectionate physical contact whether it be with platonic or romantic intention. It's a surefire way to get him to ease up granted you aren't a stranger.
  
  Genuine, goodhearted people. He feels there aren't enough in the world, and would hate to be a source of negativity for them. Always bites his tongue in their presence.
  
  Loud, crowded places with too much going on. He likes to hear himself think, and makes impulsive decisions if he can't concentrate.

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[Lost Martian]

NAME

Selene Bouchard​

AGE

21​

GENDER

Cis-Female​

SEXUALITY

Panromantic Asexual​

CLOTHING STYLE

Ever since she was a teenager, Selene has had more of a goth type look going on, with the majority of her clothing being black, with a few small white pieces. Neither too girl-like nor too tomboyish, Selene is fine with either a t-shirt and jeans or a dress, black boots or sneakers on her feet. She does occasionally add some color to her look, like recently dying the ends of her hair blue.

Besides her favorite colors, Selene will also spruce up her appearance with prints and designs on her clothing. A fan of nature, Selene likes floral prints, especially on dresses. She also likes to wear clothes that mean something to her, whether that be a band logo or movie poster, as long as Selene has some personal connection to it. Her spiritual beliefs are represented by various necklaces and jewelry that Selene wears that have the icons and symbols of those traditions.​

PERSONALITY

Selene is a shy individual, most of what she wants to say going on in her head and not out loud. That is not to say that she is unfriendly, but Selene finds that she doesn’t have the proper words to express herself. She has lived most of her life as an outcast, whether that be to her wealth or later her status as a weird new girl who may be a little crazy. This separateness from others her age has caused Selene to be a little bit stunted in relation to social interactions, but she still tries to not be completely socially oblivious.

Selene also loves to hear stories, always ready to provide a supporting ear to those ready to share. She loves to know more about people, as Selene sees it as the first step in connecting with others. This also extends to learning more about history, as Selene is something of a local historian, trying to fully know about Ashwood Hollow and its lore. Selene will also use her magic to draw memories out of items, though she’ll sometimes feel bad about as it is prying without consent.

Growing up exposed to many other cultures, Selene has a varied world view. Adopting aspects of beliefs from around the world, Selene is definitely spiritual, but doesn’t ascribe herself to any one particular religion. This openness also means that is very accepting of others, always ready to hear someone else’s take on what they belief. Learning that magic is real has only caused Selene’s beliefs to become more nuanced.

Throughout her teenage years, romance has been a mess for Selene, having been attracted to both men and women, but not in the same way as others. It wasn’t until she got older that she found the words for her persuasion, though she hasn’t really shared them with others. Currently Selene is still too unsure of herself to ask anyone out, though she has been mentally coaching herself to work up the nerve. If making friends is very hard for Selene, starting a romantic relationship is even harder.​

LIKES

• Board Games
• Goth Music
• Cats
• Bubble Tea
• Cycling

DISLIKES

• Alcohol
• Lizards
• Yoga
• Spicy Food
• Large Parties

FEARS

• Her father getting back in her life
• Being completely alone
• Just how dangerous magic can be

MANNERISMS

• Tapping her feet to the music in her head
• Staring off into the distance
• Twirling a pen or pencil in her hand
• Dotting the letter i with a star

TYPE OF MAGIC

Psychometry: Selene has the magical ability to draw forth memories from an object she touches. For this to work, the object must have been touched recently by the person who memories Selene draws, or for the object to be closely associated with the owner of the memories. While Selene can get brief memories by just slightly touching an object, if she holds onto it for a good while, Selene can gain more complex memories.

Originally unable to this magic off, gathering a few memories from everything she touched, Selene has taught herself to only draw memories if she so chooses. The only exemption is when she touched an item filled with a very strong memory, it will forcibly enter her mind. These strong memories are more likely to stick in her mind, as most weaker memories will drift away unless Selene chooses consciously to remember it.

Another effect of gaining a strong memory is that Selene will temporarily gain the skills of whoever the memory originally came from. These new skills are temporary and will disappear as soon as the memory does. Selene hasn’t really used this aspect of her magic in any meaningful way, but she is still trying to figure it out.​

HISTORY

Born in Montreal, Canada, Selene was the daughter of a tech entrepreneur, William, and his wife, Claire, a quiet woman who worked at a niche book store. Selene’s father’s job would cause him to travel the world, often bringing his new family along with him to see many different countries. This international upbringing caused Selene to develop a very accepting world view. Besides picking up different languages, Selene would also learn about the different faiths and beliefs held by those around the world. This left Selene with an openness towards the supernatural.

Growing up, Selene would always be closer to her father, being something of a daddy’s girl. He was the one taking her on vacations, the one buying her nice things. While Selene understood that her mother loved her, Claire Bouchard was a pretty big mystery to her daughter. This dynamic meant that Selene was blissfully unaware of the screwed up dynamic between her parents.

By the time Selene was entering her teens, she had decided to adopt goth culture, dying her dirty blond hair black. Initially not thinking this change of style would be an issue, Selene would be surprised when her father came down hard on her decisions. However, instead of causing her to bend to William’s wishes, this response just caused her to rebel harder against him.

The next few years would stretch the relationship between father and daughter, as their bond dissolved in many pointless disputes. It was during this time that Selene would find an unlikely supporter in her mother, as Claire was all about free expression. As Selene got closer to her mother, this caused rage in her father. This would culminate in Selene being awoken in the middle of the night by an argument between her parents. Selene would sneak down the stairs, only to see her father slap his mother. Selene would then rush in and shove her father away.

This was the final straw, as Selene and her mother moved out the next day. Leaving behind William’s wealth, the Bouchard women would get as far away from Montreal as they could, ending up somehow in the small town of Ashwood Hollow. Starting over from scratch, Selene would enroll in Ashwood Academy, immediately finding herself an outcast. The Bouchard would barely get by in a small apartment, Claire getting a job at Foxgloves Books & Oddities.

To further complicate Selene’s life, magic began to enter it. It all started when Selene went to take a drink from a water fountain at school, only to gain the recent memories of the last person to drink from it. Initially considering it just her imagination, this phenomenon kept happening, Selene getting faint memories from whatever she touched. Thinking that she was going crazy, Selene would decide to confide in her mom.

To Selene’s surprise, her mother knew exactly what was happening to her daughter. Claire would reveal that she herself was a witch, as was Selene. Claire had been a part of a coven in Quebec for several years, before fearing her powers and leaving for Montreal. While Claire wanted to not explore her own powers, she was open for Selene to explore her own.

With these answers, Selene decided to master her powers. After a few months of trying, Selene was able to touch an object without drawing forth a memory, this power only activating when she wanted it to. However, her experimentation with her magic would draw the attention of other witches. While Claire had wished to avoid magic, fate seemed to intervene when they moved to Ashwood Hollow as there was a coven of witches present in the town.

Confronted in the girl’s washroom at Ashwood Academy, Selene would be shocked to be offered a spot in the local coven. Figuring it would help her understand her magic better, Selene would accept. Graduating from the academy not too long afterwards, Selene would decide to hold off going to college to remain in Ashwood Hollow. While unemployed for a few months after graduating, Selene would get a job at a recently opened independent gaming store.

Now having worked at store for years, Selene has become a key part of the Ashwood Hollow coven. While still trying to master her magic, Selene has also became aware of the weird stuff happening in town lately. She has considered asking her mother for help, but knows that she still doesn’t want to be involved with magic. So Selene kind of feels like she’s on her unknown against the supernatural.​

FAMILY

• William Bouchard: A wealthy tech entrepreneur from Montreal, William has lived an international life. While appearing friendly and gracious, he has a hidden rage that he doesn’t know how to deal with. This anger is what led Selene and her mother to leave him and start over somewhere else. Selene hasn’t had any contact with him in a few years.
• Claire Bouchard: Growing up on a farm in northern Quebec, Claire would discover that she was a witch at a young age. Joining a local coven, Claire would stay with them until a conflict between two members led to a death. Fleeing the coven, Claire ended up in Montreal where she met William. After Selene was born, Claire made sure to be aware of if she developed magic. Eventually her marriage broke up and she took Claire to a faraway town, not consciously knowing it was a place of magic.

 

[JamsTheOrc]

Spoiler: Hana Bradford

Name: Hana Bradford

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Clothing style:

Hana's clothing style ranges anywhere from feminine, to tomboyish, to surfer chick. Normally, it all depends on what she grabs out of her closet. It isn't out of character to see her in jeans, sneakers, and a t-shirt, or a crop top. She wears a few accessories every now and than, a few bracelets, a choker, yet she is never seen without her necklace. She usually keeps to clothing that can hide her tattoo that runs down the left side of her rib cage to keep people from asking about it.

Personality:

Hana can best be described as laid back, confident, and playful. When it comes to find fun things to do in an eerie town of 2000 people, Hana's you're girl. She's the girl who brings people to fun places to cheer them up when they're having a bad day, she's the type of person to lend an ear to vent, or take someone for a run when she feels they need to get some frustration out. When it comes to the coven, she treats them like her family, it being the only family she's ever known. She's the big sister of the group, and lets everyone know it by doing what big sisters do. Anyone she is close to is subject to light teasing and only she's allowed to do it. She has a bit of a rebellious streak as shown by the tattoo she has running down the side of her rib cage and some of the music she listens to.

There is another side to her, one that she tries not to show even when under pressure. Beneath the nonchalance, and confidence lies her fear, fear of losing what little she has, fear of failing, abandonment, and many other things. She helps people how she can, but refuses to accept help when she needs it, and gets frustrated when forced to accept it. Part of it comes from her fear of being seen as weak by anyone. She wants to be the one who never has to rely on others, but deep down knows she can't be that type of person, especially not when working as part of a team. While she knows the difference a team makes, she will try to handle things on her own if she is given a chance. It takes a lot for her to swallow her pride, but it is not impossible.

Likes:
Boxing
Horror movies
coffee
adventure

Dislikes:
Asking for help
Being seen as week
Fog
Talking during movies


Fears:
Being abandoned
Being vulnerable
disappointing others
Thunder

Mannerisms:
Breathes heavily when scared
Defensively crosses her arms when embarrassed
Laughs when nervous
Runs her fingers through her hair when frustrated

Type of magic:

Flame Magic: Hana is able to cast magical spells and feats through fire, be it fire-based spells themselves or using fire itself as the medium for casting magic. The user is able to either physically or mentally generate and project fire from their body or make objects burst into flames. She is also able to either physically or mentally generate and project fire from her body or make objects burst into flames. Her magic also allows them her to utilize heat, either magically manipulating it or using it to cast spells. While she has dominion over fire through her magic, she is not fully in control of it. Her magic type requires control, discipline, and restraint. Things like strong emotions such as anger, fear, sorrow, and others may affect her control over it, even her falling unconscious could be dangerous when using it. Stamina plays a big part in her magic as well. If she overuses it, she may become exhausted.

History:
Hana found her way to the town about five years ago after being taken in by her "grandmother". Before she moved to Ashwood Hollow, she was homeless moving from alleyway to alleyway. Her father passed when she was ten and her mother was became a junkie often leaving her and her younger sister to fend for themselves. She often had to resort to stealing to feed her and her sister, even having run-ins with the law from time to time.

When she turned fourteen, her and her sister were sent to an orphanage where they would spend the next two years. Her and her sister would be separated when she was adopted leaving Hana on her own at the age of sixteen, like the other teens, Hana wasn't what parents were looking for; why buy the car with more mileage and all that.

She stayed in the orphanage for another six months, while the orphanage wasn't a terrible place to live, she was tired of being in the system and ran away taking to the streets.
Turning back to what she knew how to do, she stole and begged to get by. Life was hard for her then, but at least she could call the shots in her own life. She slept in alleyways and underpasses for two years and survived off of what the local churches could give. She frequented one church that had a youth program run by the pastor where she would learn how to fight. She would even take part in a few rookie matches at the church in exchange for food, basic education, a room, and a place to shower.

Hana had never even thought about magic let alone the fact that it existed, and her discovery of it came in handy one night. Her emotions got the better of her one night after losing a fight, and was introduced to the world of magic through a poorly aimed enraged punch at a trash can that almost singed her eyebrows off. At first this newfound power of hers was easy to control and fun to use, a few pranks here, a fire to keep extra warm at night.

That would all change as her powers grew and she was not the only one who knew about her powers. She had recieved a letter in the mail that had a bus pass to a city called Ashwood Hollow. The contents of the letter said someone knew about her powers and offered her the chance to learn about her abilities.

Hana had thougt about it over the next few days as she continued staying at the church. A chance at a new life, a way to get away from the city that had nothing but bad memories, it all seemed too good to be true. She did want to leave, and she realized she couldn't stay at the church for the rest of her life, but going to a new city where she knew no one was a stupid idea to her.

Her choice would be made for her one night while she slept when she would accidently set the church on fire. She managed to make it out just before the building collapsed and grabbed the duffle bag with her things in it. While no one could have possibly known it was her, the guilt ate at her and the city she was born in that brought so many bad memories became to much to bear.

On the day of her seventeenth birthday, with nothing but a few changes of clothes and some boxing gloves she left her city, and arrived in Ashwood Hollow where she spent the next five years training and learning the ways of magic.



Family:
Julianna Bradford- Her little sister who got a chance at a better life, and the only person she would kill to see again