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King Azar Lin
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Full Name: King Azar Lin
Nicknames: -
Reason for Nickname: -
Gender: Male
Age: 20+
Ethnicity: -
Spoken Languages: English
Species: Human
Sexuality: Pansexual
Family: No blood related family, just a woman who raised him, Lillianna. Has two close friends, almost siblings Kiri and Alexa
Occupation: Dragon King/Warlord
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Personality: Azar is cruel and full of anger and determination to rule over as much land as possible. If he wants something, he will do whatever he needs to in order to get it. He’s seen as heartless by outsiders, but by his people, he is powerful, a hero of their land. He has a soft spot for those he cares about and gets frustrated whenever his views start to change because he doesn’t want to think any differently to how he already does.
Hobbies: Fighting. Whether it be playful or real, he loves to fight. He often messes around with the dragon people. One of the reasons why he is so physically strong.
Likes: His people, expanding his kingdom, power, getting what he wants, destruction, war, his sword, dragons
Dislikes: Being ordered around, being refused, people trying to influence him, losing battles, being touched by those he doesn’t trust, being lied to despite being a liar himself.
Fears: Abandonment
*+*+* Appearance/Health *+*+*
Hair Colour: Dusty blond
Eye Colour: Crimson
Height: 6'
Body Type: He's not overly large but he is quite muscular
Skin Tone: Somewhere between a pale peach and tanned. When he's been in the sun a lot, he becomes quite tanned
Notable scars/marks: Scars all over his body from battles
Accessories: Earrings and necklaces made from dragon teeth and beads
General Health: Perfect
Physical Illnesses: None
Mental Illnesses: Possible anger issues but who's to say
Takes Drugs: No
Smokes: No
Drinks: Yes
Bio: Azar was found by a dragon person out in the snow as an infant, in the arms of his half dead, frost bitten mother. With no way to save the woman, the dragon woman took him in, even if he was a human, and raised him as her own. He grew up with the other dragon children, who all became much larger than was, quite quickly, which prevented him from playing with them for a while. As he got bigger though, that stopped being an issue for him. The dragon people were only in small clans across the country, typically hunted by humans for their wings, scales and teeth. Sick of seeing another person missing every month or so, Azar decided to do something about it. He became strong, took care of the people around him and soon became their king. The hunters became the hunted as Azar declared war upon kingdom after kingdom, expanding his own and taking in more dragon people to help their population grow.
Being king also meant that many women were attracted to him, some wishing to mate, others just craving his touch. Being a man, of course he gave into his urges, having a few women he would move between for his own pleasure. However, he refuses to mate or claim any of them.
Quotes:
~ "Get out of my sight filth!"
~ "If you don't comply, I will storm through your kingdom, kill all your men and take all your women. You have until daylight to make your decision."
~ "You're mine, whether you like it or not."
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Full Name: King Azar Lin
Nicknames: -
Reason for Nickname: -
Gender: Male
Age: 20+
Ethnicity: -
Spoken Languages: English
Species: Human
Sexuality: Pansexual
Family: No blood related family, just a woman who raised him, Lillianna. Has two close friends, almost siblings Kiri and Alexa
Occupation: Dragon King/Warlord
*+*+* Personality *+*+*
Personality: Azar is cruel and full of anger and determination to rule over as much land as possible. If he wants something, he will do whatever he needs to in order to get it. He’s seen as heartless by outsiders, but by his people, he is powerful, a hero of their land. He has a soft spot for those he cares about and gets frustrated whenever his views start to change because he doesn’t want to think any differently to how he already does.
Hobbies: Fighting. Whether it be playful or real, he loves to fight. He often messes around with the dragon people. One of the reasons why he is so physically strong.
Likes: His people, expanding his kingdom, power, getting what he wants, destruction, war, his sword, dragons
Dislikes: Being ordered around, being refused, people trying to influence him, losing battles, being touched by those he doesn’t trust, being lied to despite being a liar himself.
Fears: Abandonment
*+*+* Appearance/Health *+*+*
Hair Colour: Dusty blond
Eye Colour: Crimson
Height: 6'
Body Type: He's not overly large but he is quite muscular
Skin Tone: Somewhere between a pale peach and tanned. When he's been in the sun a lot, he becomes quite tanned
Notable scars/marks: Scars all over his body from battles
Accessories: Earrings and necklaces made from dragon teeth and beads
General Health: Perfect
Physical Illnesses: None
Mental Illnesses: Possible anger issues but who's to say
Takes Drugs: No
Smokes: No
Drinks: Yes
Bio: Azar was found by a dragon person out in the snow as an infant, in the arms of his half dead, frost bitten mother. With no way to save the woman, the dragon woman took him in, even if he was a human, and raised him as her own. He grew up with the other dragon children, who all became much larger than was, quite quickly, which prevented him from playing with them for a while. As he got bigger though, that stopped being an issue for him. The dragon people were only in small clans across the country, typically hunted by humans for their wings, scales and teeth. Sick of seeing another person missing every month or so, Azar decided to do something about it. He became strong, took care of the people around him and soon became their king. The hunters became the hunted as Azar declared war upon kingdom after kingdom, expanding his own and taking in more dragon people to help their population grow.
Being king also meant that many women were attracted to him, some wishing to mate, others just craving his touch. Being a man, of course he gave into his urges, having a few women he would move between for his own pleasure. However, he refuses to mate or claim any of them.
Quotes:
~ "Get out of my sight filth!"
~ "If you don't comply, I will storm through your kingdom, kill all your men and take all your women. You have until daylight to make your decision."
~ "You're mine, whether you like it or not."
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Angela Scarlet
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Full Name: Angela Scarlet
Nicknames: Angel, Angie, Miss Scarlet
Reason for Nickname: Shortenings of her names and more or less as she's known as.
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Ethnicity: Australian
Spoken Languages: English and little pieces of other languages here and there.
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual
Family: Mother, step-father and younger step-brother
Occupation: Treasure Hunter
*+*+* Personality *+*+*
Personality: Angela is a brave, adventurous person, known for her determination and recklessness. Not much scares her so she's more than willing to try new things, which in itself, is a bit of a weakness as she could be influenced into trying bad things. This also being said- it isn't too hard to influence her, especially when she was younger. She's someone who wears her emotions on her sleeve, finding it to be quite difficult to hide her emotions from others when she wants to. When she's upset, you'll know about it, as goes for when she's excited. It's all clear as day.
On the rare occasion, she is able to hide these emotions away, typically when she's needing to act, such as when she's in really bad trouble and needs to get out of a situation. She also has a not so good sense of direction
Hobbies: Exploring new places, travelling
Likes: Treasure hunts (real or games), being outside, history, museums, literally any old thing, apples, rain
Dislikes: Planes (which sucks because she's on them often), being stuck indoors, crowded places, being bossed around, fighting, bitter foods and drinks
Fears: Planes. She'll go on one but needs to either sleep the whole time or have a very good distraction. Her own excitement of reaching their destination tends to make boarding easier.
*+*+* Appearance/Health *+*+*
Hair Colour: Dark brown/Black
Eye Colour: Honey gold
Height: 5'3
Body Type: She's somewhat small in structure, quite fit but not muscular, a little curvy with small to medium bust.
Skin Tone: Pale white despite her explorations. She tends to burn instead of tanning
Notable scars/marks: Nothing overly noticable, mostly just small scars/burns from her explorations.
Accessories: Tends to wear a choker and studs in her ears. She's fond of jewellery but doesn't wear it often because it's impractiacal. Studs and a choker don't get in her way so that's what she sticks to.
General Health: Almost perfect
Physical Illnesses: None
Mental Illnesses: None
Takes Drugs: No
Smokes: Did as a teenager but quit after high school.
Drinks: Yes
Bio: Angela grew up in Australia, surrounded by weird and dangerous animals and people and even crazier weather. She lived a pretty normal life with her single mother and continued to do so when her step father and brother came into the picture. She was always trying new things, going to museums and searching for interesting things that probably weren't even there.
One day, when she had visited a museum she frequented, she met an elderly man who shared a story of how he had recovered one of the ancient artifacts in the museum with a team of treasure hunters back when he was young. From that day forth, Angie searched for the man time and time again, wanting to hear more stories, until the day he was no longer able to tell them. That's how she decided that she would become a treasure hunter, longing for a full life of adventure and awesome things.
Quotes:
~ "Is it going to be dangerous? I'll do it!"
~ "It's called an adventure for a reason. If I knew wwhat was going to happen every time, I wouldn't have made a career out of it."
~ "Can't we use a boat? Please? Fine... I'll get on the damn plane."
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Full Name: Angela Scarlet
Nicknames: Angel, Angie, Miss Scarlet
Reason for Nickname: Shortenings of her names and more or less as she's known as.
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Ethnicity: Australian
Spoken Languages: English and little pieces of other languages here and there.
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual
Family: Mother, step-father and younger step-brother
Occupation: Treasure Hunter
*+*+* Personality *+*+*
Personality: Angela is a brave, adventurous person, known for her determination and recklessness. Not much scares her so she's more than willing to try new things, which in itself, is a bit of a weakness as she could be influenced into trying bad things. This also being said- it isn't too hard to influence her, especially when she was younger. She's someone who wears her emotions on her sleeve, finding it to be quite difficult to hide her emotions from others when she wants to. When she's upset, you'll know about it, as goes for when she's excited. It's all clear as day.
On the rare occasion, she is able to hide these emotions away, typically when she's needing to act, such as when she's in really bad trouble and needs to get out of a situation. She also has a not so good sense of direction
Hobbies: Exploring new places, travelling
Likes: Treasure hunts (real or games), being outside, history, museums, literally any old thing, apples, rain
Dislikes: Planes (which sucks because she's on them often), being stuck indoors, crowded places, being bossed around, fighting, bitter foods and drinks
Fears: Planes. She'll go on one but needs to either sleep the whole time or have a very good distraction. Her own excitement of reaching their destination tends to make boarding easier.
*+*+* Appearance/Health *+*+*
Hair Colour: Dark brown/Black
Eye Colour: Honey gold
Height: 5'3
Body Type: She's somewhat small in structure, quite fit but not muscular, a little curvy with small to medium bust.
Skin Tone: Pale white despite her explorations. She tends to burn instead of tanning
Notable scars/marks: Nothing overly noticable, mostly just small scars/burns from her explorations.
Accessories: Tends to wear a choker and studs in her ears. She's fond of jewellery but doesn't wear it often because it's impractiacal. Studs and a choker don't get in her way so that's what she sticks to.
General Health: Almost perfect
Physical Illnesses: None
Mental Illnesses: None
Takes Drugs: No
Smokes: Did as a teenager but quit after high school.
Drinks: Yes
Bio: Angela grew up in Australia, surrounded by weird and dangerous animals and people and even crazier weather. She lived a pretty normal life with her single mother and continued to do so when her step father and brother came into the picture. She was always trying new things, going to museums and searching for interesting things that probably weren't even there.
One day, when she had visited a museum she frequented, she met an elderly man who shared a story of how he had recovered one of the ancient artifacts in the museum with a team of treasure hunters back when he was young. From that day forth, Angie searched for the man time and time again, wanting to hear more stories, until the day he was no longer able to tell them. That's how she decided that she would become a treasure hunter, longing for a full life of adventure and awesome things.
Quotes:
~ "Is it going to be dangerous? I'll do it!"
~ "It's called an adventure for a reason. If I knew wwhat was going to happen every time, I wouldn't have made a career out of it."
~ "Can't we use a boat? Please? Fine... I'll get on the damn plane."
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Angelo Craft
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Full Name: Angelo Craft
Nicknames: Angel
Reason for Nickname: Shortening of his name and endearment from his mother
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Ethnicity: American
Spoken Languages: English
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual
Family: Mother, father and adopted younger sister Martha
Occupation: Before prison, Angelo was in a pand and worked in a bar as the barkeep.
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Personality: Angelo is an easy going man who tries to just go with the flow most of the time. He is all about having a good time and reaching his goals in life but won't fight fate. He's a very loving man, artistic and when he becomes passionate about something, it's hard to deter him from it. It's very unlike him to lash out or get angry easily, so for him to yell or get violent is quite out of character for him.
Hobbies: Playing guitar, singing, learning to make new drinks and working out.
Likes: Music, art, good food, spending time with loved ones, being in crowded places, noise, talking to people, keeping in contact with those outside prison walls.
Dislikes: The quiet, being alone, not being able to play his guitar, losing his privileges, a**holes, getting dragged into fights, not being able to attend family events like he used to, remembering the reason he's in prison, guns
Fears: Dead silence in the dark. His imagination goes into overdrive so he typically tries to go to sleep before the prison goes quiet.
*+*+* Appearance/Health *+*+*
Hair Colour: Dirty blond
Eye Colour: Hazel
Height: 6'2
Body Type: Slim, somewhat muscular
Skin Tone: Pale peach
Notable scars/marks: None
Accessories: Outside of prison he typically wears a watch on his left wrist.
General Health: Good
Physical Illnesses: None
Mental Illnesses: Mild depression
Takes Drugs: No
Smokes: Used to before he went to prison - this makes him stick things in his mouth every now and than such as pencils and straws
Drinks: Yes
Bio: Angelo grew up as a happy, confident boy. He was afraid of nothing and even more so when his family adopted Martha. He enjoyed music from a young age so it was no surprise to anyone that he formed a band when he was older. He was a waiter at a cafe, part-time at the age of sixteen and met the love of his life who was a barista at the time. With his heart set on her, it wasn't long until they were together and by 21, they were engaged. A new job as a bartender and a year later, standing at the alter, waiting on his bride, a 22 year old Angelo couldn't be happier. His eyes filled with tears at the sight of her and was oh so close... So close to making her his forever... When screaming rang throughout the church.
The church was put into a panic, as a man stood at the end of the alter, gun in hand and swinging it every which way. Angelo had a hard time keeping up with what was happening, barely registering his wife to be, trying to talk the man down from across the room- she seemed to know him. Then the gunshot rang. Everyone froze and the man ran, dropping the gun on his way out.
Soon, the love of his life was in his arms, trembling- crying as he held his hand over the gunshot in her chest. He promised her it would be okay- that help was coming, but he wasn't stupid... she wasn't going to make it. And for the second time that day, tears filled his eyes.
After she past, he went after the man, blood on his white suit and fallen gun in hand. He was later arrested for the murder of Julian Andrews, the ex-lover of his beloved.
Quotes:
~ "I go to sleep every night, just to see her smiling face again... only... she only ever smiles for so long..."
~ "I held her in my arms as she died! I fed her lies until her last breath, just so she wouldn't be afraid! How else was I supposed to retaliate?!"
~"I promise you, once I'm out of here, I'll get my life back. I can't waste anymore time, I've already lost so much."
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Full Name: Angelo Craft
Nicknames: Angel
Reason for Nickname: Shortening of his name and endearment from his mother
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Ethnicity: American
Spoken Languages: English
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual
Family: Mother, father and adopted younger sister Martha
Occupation: Before prison, Angelo was in a pand and worked in a bar as the barkeep.
*+*+* Personality *+*+*
Personality: Angelo is an easy going man who tries to just go with the flow most of the time. He is all about having a good time and reaching his goals in life but won't fight fate. He's a very loving man, artistic and when he becomes passionate about something, it's hard to deter him from it. It's very unlike him to lash out or get angry easily, so for him to yell or get violent is quite out of character for him.
Hobbies: Playing guitar, singing, learning to make new drinks and working out.
Likes: Music, art, good food, spending time with loved ones, being in crowded places, noise, talking to people, keeping in contact with those outside prison walls.
Dislikes: The quiet, being alone, not being able to play his guitar, losing his privileges, a**holes, getting dragged into fights, not being able to attend family events like he used to, remembering the reason he's in prison, guns
Fears: Dead silence in the dark. His imagination goes into overdrive so he typically tries to go to sleep before the prison goes quiet.
*+*+* Appearance/Health *+*+*
Hair Colour: Dirty blond
Eye Colour: Hazel
Height: 6'2
Body Type: Slim, somewhat muscular
Skin Tone: Pale peach
Notable scars/marks: None
Accessories: Outside of prison he typically wears a watch on his left wrist.
General Health: Good
Physical Illnesses: None
Mental Illnesses: Mild depression
Takes Drugs: No
Smokes: Used to before he went to prison - this makes him stick things in his mouth every now and than such as pencils and straws
Drinks: Yes
Bio: Angelo grew up as a happy, confident boy. He was afraid of nothing and even more so when his family adopted Martha. He enjoyed music from a young age so it was no surprise to anyone that he formed a band when he was older. He was a waiter at a cafe, part-time at the age of sixteen and met the love of his life who was a barista at the time. With his heart set on her, it wasn't long until they were together and by 21, they were engaged. A new job as a bartender and a year later, standing at the alter, waiting on his bride, a 22 year old Angelo couldn't be happier. His eyes filled with tears at the sight of her and was oh so close... So close to making her his forever... When screaming rang throughout the church.
The church was put into a panic, as a man stood at the end of the alter, gun in hand and swinging it every which way. Angelo had a hard time keeping up with what was happening, barely registering his wife to be, trying to talk the man down from across the room- she seemed to know him. Then the gunshot rang. Everyone froze and the man ran, dropping the gun on his way out.
Soon, the love of his life was in his arms, trembling- crying as he held his hand over the gunshot in her chest. He promised her it would be okay- that help was coming, but he wasn't stupid... she wasn't going to make it. And for the second time that day, tears filled his eyes.
After she past, he went after the man, blood on his white suit and fallen gun in hand. He was later arrested for the murder of Julian Andrews, the ex-lover of his beloved.
Quotes:
~ "I go to sleep every night, just to see her smiling face again... only... she only ever smiles for so long..."
~ "I held her in my arms as she died! I fed her lies until her last breath, just so she wouldn't be afraid! How else was I supposed to retaliate?!"
~"I promise you, once I'm out of here, I'll get my life back. I can't waste anymore time, I've already lost so much."
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Charlotte Willard
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Full Name: Charlotte Willard
Nicknames: Charlie, Lottie
Reason for Nickname: Shortenings of her name
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown, not even she remembers
Ethnicity: -
Spoken Languages: Many but she usually sticks to English
Species: Witch
Sexuality: Pansexual
Family: Three sisters, all younger and each separated by three years; Elizabeth, Annabella and Daniella
Occupation: Doesn't exactly have one, she trades herbs and medicines for things she is unable to attain on her own.
*+*+* Personality *+*+*
Personality: Charlotte is a very kind woman who simply wishes to live a peaceful life. She's loving in all sense of the word, treats everyone with respect and despises cruel, disrespectful people who go out of their way to harm others. It is not out of character for her to take in abandoned or abused children until they are able to fend for themselves though tries not to allow herself or them to grow attached in fear of her heart breaking as they leave or die. She can be quite playful and cheeky, especially around her sisters, always trying to wear a smile of some kind.
Hobbies: Potion making and human watching
Likes: Nature, children, human culture, late night walks, making potions, art, admiring families, exploring the markets
Dislikes: Forming bonds with mortals, finding abandoned or abused children, cruel people, witch trials, witch hunters
Fears: Fire
*+*+* Appearance/Health *+*+*
Hair Colour: Silver
Eye Colour: Golden
Height: 5'8
Body Type: Slim and curvy with a medium bust
Skin Tone: Pale
Notable scars/marks: None
Accessories: Earrings and a butterfly hair clip she typically has clasped around the base of her ponytail
General Health: Almost perfect
Physical Illnesses: Has a weakened right ankle that acts up on occasion.
Mental Illnesses: None
Takes Drugs: No
Smokes: She used to smoke a pipe but no longer does so
Drinks: Every now and then
Bio: Charlotte lived a fairly normal childhood for a witch. She was the first born to her mother and father, two magic users who lived inside the forest. Three years after her birth, came her sister Elizabeth, then another three years came Annabella and then when she was nine years old, her sister Daniella was born. On her sixteenth birthday, she left on her own as most witches and wizards do but was captured by a witch hunter. Instead of being killed, she was used to keep the man alive, having suffered from an awful injury in the past that had been slowly killing him. She was chained by the ankle and resorted to breaking her ankle to free herself when she had the chance. After this, she returned home where she was cared for by her family, but her ankle never regained it's original strength.
Later on in life, when her sisters had all left home, she tried again and on her hundredth birthday, they all returned home, only to find their parents were gone. Through casting a spell together, they were able to see what had happened, a group of hunters storming in and dragging them away, but after that, they had nothing to go on. They are unaware of what happened but as certain that their parents are dead. Since then, Charlotte has lived in that cottage, casting a spell on the surrounding forest to make it harder yet not impossible for humans to find.
Quotes:
~ "Well, aren't you a feisty little thing. Children have always been a weakness of mine though..."
~ "Now, now, that is hardly the way to treat a lady. Sit down and let's discuss this like adults, shall we?"
~ "Humans are such fascinating creatures- all creatures are actually. I quite like just sitting here and watching them all go about their day."
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Full Name: Charlotte Willard
Nicknames: Charlie, Lottie
Reason for Nickname: Shortenings of her name
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown, not even she remembers
Ethnicity: -
Spoken Languages: Many but she usually sticks to English
Species: Witch
Sexuality: Pansexual
Family: Three sisters, all younger and each separated by three years; Elizabeth, Annabella and Daniella
Occupation: Doesn't exactly have one, she trades herbs and medicines for things she is unable to attain on her own.
*+*+* Personality *+*+*
Personality: Charlotte is a very kind woman who simply wishes to live a peaceful life. She's loving in all sense of the word, treats everyone with respect and despises cruel, disrespectful people who go out of their way to harm others. It is not out of character for her to take in abandoned or abused children until they are able to fend for themselves though tries not to allow herself or them to grow attached in fear of her heart breaking as they leave or die. She can be quite playful and cheeky, especially around her sisters, always trying to wear a smile of some kind.
Hobbies: Potion making and human watching
Likes: Nature, children, human culture, late night walks, making potions, art, admiring families, exploring the markets
Dislikes: Forming bonds with mortals, finding abandoned or abused children, cruel people, witch trials, witch hunters
Fears: Fire
*+*+* Appearance/Health *+*+*
Hair Colour: Silver
Eye Colour: Golden
Height: 5'8
Body Type: Slim and curvy with a medium bust
Skin Tone: Pale
Notable scars/marks: None
Accessories: Earrings and a butterfly hair clip she typically has clasped around the base of her ponytail
General Health: Almost perfect
Physical Illnesses: Has a weakened right ankle that acts up on occasion.
Mental Illnesses: None
Takes Drugs: No
Smokes: She used to smoke a pipe but no longer does so
Drinks: Every now and then
Bio: Charlotte lived a fairly normal childhood for a witch. She was the first born to her mother and father, two magic users who lived inside the forest. Three years after her birth, came her sister Elizabeth, then another three years came Annabella and then when she was nine years old, her sister Daniella was born. On her sixteenth birthday, she left on her own as most witches and wizards do but was captured by a witch hunter. Instead of being killed, she was used to keep the man alive, having suffered from an awful injury in the past that had been slowly killing him. She was chained by the ankle and resorted to breaking her ankle to free herself when she had the chance. After this, she returned home where she was cared for by her family, but her ankle never regained it's original strength.
Later on in life, when her sisters had all left home, she tried again and on her hundredth birthday, they all returned home, only to find their parents were gone. Through casting a spell together, they were able to see what had happened, a group of hunters storming in and dragging them away, but after that, they had nothing to go on. They are unaware of what happened but as certain that their parents are dead. Since then, Charlotte has lived in that cottage, casting a spell on the surrounding forest to make it harder yet not impossible for humans to find.
Quotes:
~ "Well, aren't you a feisty little thing. Children have always been a weakness of mine though..."
~ "Now, now, that is hardly the way to treat a lady. Sit down and let's discuss this like adults, shall we?"
~ "Humans are such fascinating creatures- all creatures are actually. I quite like just sitting here and watching them all go about their day."
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