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[B]Name:[/B] Marcela

[B]Gender: [/B]Female

[B]Race:[/B] Were-wolf

[B]Age:[/B] 23 years old

[B]Height:[/B] 5'6"

[B]Weight:[/B] 145 lbs

[B]Appearance:[/B] She looks like a normal human when in human form, and is very curvy, yet athletic, with dark blue, almost gray eyes, and short dark hair. She normally wears whatever she can get her hands on, which sometimes leaves her looking very mismatched and out of place, but she doesn't really care how she looks. Most of the time, lately, she wears variations on the Kaymakli military uniform and her clothing is a bit nicer now that she has steady employment. In her wolf form, she is a very large, black wolf.

[B]Personality:[/B] She has become quite jaded, not really caring anymore what happens to others, it no longer bothering her what she does on the full moon nights. She has accepted the wolf side of her, even going so far as to embracing some of her more animalistic instincts and desires. Her motives are all just for survival, and she's willing to lie, cheat, manipulate and steal to do so. She always has in mind what she can get out of a situation. The only exception to all this would be concerning her adopted son, Paco, whom she guards as protectively as any mother wolf would her pup, and the vampire Zaron, her boss and lover. She struggles with the feelings that she has for Zaron, as she can't help but care about him now, yet she is still afraid of attachment.

[B]Dreams and Aspirations:[/B] To survive.. comfortably, and to be a better mother than her own was.

[B]Hobbies and Interests:[/B] Stalking sheep, drinking, lots of sex with everyone (but especially Zaron), and playing with her little boy

[B]Skills:[/B][list][*]Firearms - Artisan*[*]Hand-to-hand combat - Artisan*[*]Manipulation of others - Artisan[*]Hunting - Artisan[*]Swimming - Artisan[*]Dancing - Apprentice*
*These skills vary depending on how shaky he is due to the moon's influence[/list][B]Abilities:[/B][list][*]Self-Healing (as a wolf) - Legendary[*]Strength (as a wolf) - Legendary[*]Speed (as a wolf) - Legendary[*]Adaptability - Artisan[/list][B]Genius Trait/Skill:[/B] Gardening (undiscovered)

[B]Werewolf Form:[/B] In her human form, there is nothing magical about her at all, no extra senses or extra strength. In her wolf form, however, she possesses strength and speed beyond that of even a very strong regular wolf, making her very dangerous. That state also makes her very ferocious and bloodthirsty. Also, as a wolf, she is immune to any psychological attacks, and, being a loup-garu, she is not weak against any of the things that normal were-wolves are weak against, her only true weakness being against weapons made out of silver objects that were inherited (which means buying silver bullets from the store will not do it.) She also fully heals whenever she shifts into wolf form (as well as having rapid healing while in that form), which means that as a human she doesn't really worry about how much damage she takes from, well, anything as long as it doesn't kill her.

[B]The Lunar Cycle:[/B] It is very important to keep in mind that as a loup-garu, even though she has that very powerful form, she can only shift on the night of the full moon. In fact, she has no control over it whatsoever. As soon as the sun sets on the night of the full moon, she transforms into a wolf whether she wants to or not, immediately becoming vicious and attacking whatever is nearby (which also causes her clothes to be destroyed, making it necessary to go "find" a new outfit in the morning). The lunar cycle also affects her psychologically a little. The more moonlight there is, the more animalistic her instincts become, and she ends up spending nights close to the full moon very irritable and hungry. The night of the new moon gives her the most relief from those symptoms and she seems quite calm on those nights. Most of the time the mental effects can be seen as she gets twitchy. She tends to use smoking to calm the twitching, though it does not curb any of her desires. (I will be working off of the actual lunar cycle just to keep things fair so that I can't just claim it to be a full moon whenever I feel like it.)

[B]Former Occupations:[/B] Wanderer, con artist, pretty much just using other people in whatever way necessary for survival without remorse

[B]Current Occupation:[/B] Kaymakli soldier and wife of the king

[B]Place of Origin:[/B] Kaymakli City

[B]Current Residence:[/B] Eagle's Nest

[B]Family:[/B] Paco (adopted son), Zaron (husband), Selena Escontrias(mother), Francisco Escontrias(father, deceased)

[b]History:[/b]

Marcela was born a "loup-garu," the type of were-wolf that is caused by a curse or inherited curse. Her family curse goes back a few generations to an ancestor that pissed someone off just a bit too much. When she was still young, her mother (a were-wolf) killed her father (a normal human) on a full moon night where they weren't being careful enough. Marcela saw how much this depressed and affected her mother, so she swore not to become like that and has tossed all cares aside. At the age of 13, she just couldn't stand being around her mother anymore and left home and basically lived on the streets or in the woods alone ever since.

Then everything started to change for her as she actually began to befriend a man named Will. Despite his attempt to "cure" her, repeated encounters with him eventually started to lead to her seeing him as one of her pack, so to speak. Then one full moon night she did as she normally does and killed all that got in the path of her getting to her prey, this night a flock of sheep as usual. Will found her the next morning and was a bit shocked, not only from seeing the dead shepherd and his wife, but also from finding their now orphaned two year old son. He guilt tripped Marcela into taking care of the boy, an amazing feat in itself, mostly by playing with her motherly instincts but also by promising to help take care of him. She reluctantly agreed and named the boy Paco.

At first she was mostly content to let Will take care of Paco on his own, visiting occasionally and bringing the boy whatever little toys and trinkets she had found, or most likely stolen, but over time she became too attached and possessive. Then one morning after spending the night with Will and Paco, she awoke to find Will gone, and she hasn't seen him since. She feels a strong resentment toward Will for leaving her with full responsibility of Paco, and she struggled ever since to figure out how to survive again, now having to keep the needs of a small child in mind as well.

It wasn't long and she was finding that she was unable to watch him all the time, feeling guilty about the nights when she'd have to leave him alone, and he was getting sick. A vampire by the name of Zaron happened upon them and saved them from a would-be predator. He felt a soft spot for the young lad as well and agreed to take them in, on a couple of conditions. Marcela became his blood doll, and also began to train to work for him in his band of mercenaries.

After living for a couple of years in Zaron's military base, Eagle's Nest, Marcela and Paco settled into a safer lifestyle and grew close to him. Paco especially took a liking to Zaron, who liked the boy well enough to have him legally named his heir. Marcela found herself growing fond of him as well, especially seeing how he was so kind to her adopted son, and couldn't help becoming attached to him with how consistently they were having fun between the sheets and everywhere else despite the way she tried to hold him at arms' length emotionally. It finally came to a point where it scared her off and she intentionally avoided him for a month, trying to shake herself of her developing feelings for him, until he approached her on the subject. He tried to convince her that attachment wasn't something to be so afraid of and proposed to her, assuring her that he wouldn't require her to be sexually faithful. Much time spent thinking and discussing it later, she finally accepted once he further promised her that she could never accidentally kill him and that he'd do whatever necessary to protect Paco from her.

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[B]Name:[/B] Angelito Paco (goes by Paco)

[B]Age:[/B] 6 years old

[B]Race:[/B] Human

[B]Appearance:[/B] Paco is just a cute little boy with wild brown hair and blue eyes and is an average size for his age.

[B]Personality:[/B] He is curious and brave, often talking to complete strangers or wandering off on his own. He has no concept of personal space. He loves his Mamma and new Daddy.

[B]Dreams/Aspirations:[/B] To be a pilot! Or a superhero! Or both! :D Superheros can fly planes and helicopters too if they want, right?

[B]Hobbies:[/B] Playing with toy helicopters and planes and trucks and blocks, looking at superhero books (not quite reading on his own yet), and playing outside is awesome too.

[B]Occupation:[/B] Student

[B]Place of Origin:[/B] A farm in the countryside near Kaymakli

[B]Currently Resides:[/B] Eagle's Nest, Kaymakli

[B]Family:[/B] Marcela (adopted mommy) and Zaron (adopted daddy). His birth parents are both dead and he has no siblings.

[B]Bio:[/B] Paco doesn't remember much about his life before he met his Mommy. He remembers a bit about living out in the forest with her, and that's where his new Daddy found and rescued them. He called him "Unca Zarn" for a couple of years, but was excited when he was told he would be his new daddy. All the other kids in his preschool had daddies, now he would have one too. He has made friends with some of the other kids in his class and sometimes is allowed to stay over with them when his mommy leaves.

[B]Name:[/B] Lorhen

[B]Original Name:[/B] Aldanor Maplewood

[B]Age:[/B] Somewhere around 700 years old

[B]Race:[/B] Elf

[B]Height:[/B] 6'3"

[B]Weight:[/B] 155 lbs

[B]Appearance:[/B] He is a tall, lanky male that seems to have never quite lost his boyish looks despite his age. He stands at 6'3" tall, has long platinum blond hair, and blue eyes, one of them normally covered by an eye patch. He tends to dress in traditional clothing, much liking it that way and somewhat fitting of his position. He also has a very lovely singing voice in a soothing baritone.

[B]Personality:[/B] Lorhen is very bright and knowledgeable and has a wonderful memory. He is also courteous, kind, and honest, for the most part. He is a strong believer in the old ways being good, that they should be cherished. However, he is also very awkward at times, which he often explains by saying that a piece of him is missing.

[B]Dreams/Aspirations:[/B] To finally be allowed to die. Yes, it's morbid, but understandable given his situation.

[B]Hobbies:[/B] Gardening, song writing, storytelling, reading

[B]Skills:[/B][list][*]Bow - Artisan (Legendary as Alluvium)[*]Sword - Apprentice[*]Gardening - Master[*]Cooking - Artisan[*]Baking - Apprentice[*]Horseback Riding - Master[*]Singing - Master[/list][B]Abilities:[/B][list][*]Excellent Memory - Master[*]Heightened Senses - Master[*]Resistance to Psychic Attacks - Legendary: Due to the link with Alluvium, he is resistant to psychic attacks and if one pushes too hard, they'll receive a backlash powerful enough to cause an aneurysm.[/list][B]Magic:[/B][list][*]Plant Magic - Artisan (Weakness: Fire)[*]Sight/Visions - Master: The visions come on their own and he has no control over what he sees, so asking him to view a certain thing would do no good. However, they are constant and he is capable of seeing anything from any point in history anywhere on this world. Visions of the future are only of the possible future should things go unchanged. (Weakness: difficulty distinguishing reality from visions)[/list][B]Genius Trait/Skill:[/B] Storytelling

[B]Weaknesses:[/B] Depth perception problems with the eye patch on, but problems distinguishing reality from visions if he's not wearing it. Also, he tends to be kind of socially awkward and has no real desire to live.

[B]Current Residence:[/B] Endal

[B]Current Occupation:[/B] Priest

[B]Family:[/B] Anira Meadows (wife, deceased), Soronto Wildflame (father, deceased), Tuilinn Maplewood (mother, deceased), Tathar Maplewood (older brother, deceased), Turanor Wildflame (younger brother, deceased)

[B]History:[/B]

Lorhen remembers his childhood fondly as being a generally happy time, although it was not altogether perfect. He grew up under the name Aldanor, or "Al" for short, the second of three boys born to a soldier and his wife. While his brothers were the more adventuresome and bold types like their father, Al took more after his mother, a quiet, bookish sort. She came from a family of nobility, although they dispossessed her when she chose to marry someone far below her own ranking. Still, she carried with her the grace and charm she was raised with and tried her best to teach her three boys how to behave like proper gentlemen. Al seemed to pick up on it easily enough, but the lessons were completely lost on the other two.

The first time tragedy struck his life was when he was a young adolescent. The three boys would often go camping out in the woods outside of the capital city whenever school was not in session. It was a fun adventure for them, and while their mother protested, their father encouraged them to go have fun and experience nature for themselves. Things normally went well for them and they would come back with stories of what they'd done and things they had found, perhaps with some scrapes and bruises, but otherwise fine. This period of innocent fun came to a sharp end when they returned from an excursion early, carrying the lifeless body of the youngest, who had climbed too high in a tree in pursuit of a colorful bird. Not being cautious enough, as those that young tend to take risks without a thought, he moved out onto a branch which couldn't support his weight. It snapped and he fell all the way to the ground and snapped his little neck. After this loss, the two surviving boys were forbidden to go camping alone, and Al just didn't have the desire in him to anymore. He rarely strayed from home for very long and became a little withdrawn, throwing himself into his studies even though he didn't have any goal in mind.

When Al was about to graduate from the academy, a war broke out, as they so often do on this world. His father went off to fight and his older brother joined the army to help defend Erufu as well. Neither of them were to return from battle alive. Grief-stricken at the loss of her husband, his mother knew she would not be long for this world, so she wanted to make sure her only remaining child was taken care of. Before she passed on, she got in touch with a noble family that she'd known in her childhood and set it up for Al to become a tutor for their son who was still a small child. Little did either of them know, but at this time she also passed along to him the sleeping angel Alluvium, whom she'd had within her since she was a child herself.

So, now all alone, he set up to work for the family, and it seemed to be a good fit for him. The little boy was adorable and a curious sort, so he taught him some basic reading and math but spent most of his time telling the young boy stories from mythology and history. He sold his family's home and bought a small apartment closer to work.

It was during this time that he met her, a lovely elf maiden named Anira. She played a lute in one of the town squares every afternoon during the spring and summer, and it was the music that first caught his attention. Being so shy and withdrawn, he didn't dare approach her directly at first, and so he started leaving her flowers and anonymous love notes and bits of poetry on the bench where she usually sat. Things would have continued this way, all from a distance, but he accidentally ran into her, quite literally, on his way home from the library one day. She was more outgoing and friendly than he was, and so this began a string of encounters between them whenever she noticed him.

However, he was still too shy to confront her directly about his feelings, but he did have a plan. He continued to leave anonymous notes for her, but when he heard that Queen Rika was throwing one of her fabulous parties, he decided to take it a step further. Using some contacts he'd made through his employers, he was able to pull some strings to get Anira added to the small orchestra who would be providing the music. Once that was done, he also splurged to buy her a beautiful dress in a dusty rose color and had it sent to her home with a note, but still anonymously. The plan was to approach her at the party and reveal to her that he had been the one secretly romancing her all this time. Unfortunately, things rarely go according to plan. The night of the party arrived, and he was called off by his employers to watch the little boy before he had gotten up the nerve to confess his feelings to her.

In addition to that, Anira caught the eye of his employer's younger brother, Daeduin, at the party and he began to woo her as well. Daeduin began having Anira over to the large family home on a regular basis to play for him, all with hints of romance and the possibility of marriage someday. Al was devastated, but since Anira seemed happy, he was willing to step down for her sake. Eventually Daeduin convinced Anira to move in with him, although with her own bedroom to keep things proper, offering it as more time to spend with her, but truly it was more of a controlling measure. Underneath his charming and quiet demeanor, the young noble was actually very controlling and manipulative and to him she was more of a prize than anything else, a lovely music box to hang onto. Still, while Anira kept up the appearance of being happy, Al kept his feelings for her hidden. With her living in the house of his employers, he found himself running into her more often, and on occasion he'd even take time to visit her after his shift was over. Eventually Daeduin's nature began to show itself more often and more openly to Anira, and she began to confide in Al when he would mistreat her. Unable to sit by and watch the woman he loved get hurt any longer, he got over his fears and confronted Daeduin before helping Anira escape from the house. He knew that he had just put his job in jeopardy over a girl who didn't love him back, but he felt it was worth it.

(This is only half of the history because... well... character limits in blog posts. If you'd like to know the rest, let me know, or maybe someday I'll finally finish writing 'Love Notes,' but I wouldn't hold my breath on that one)

[B]Name:[/B] Ong Lei, Crowned Princess

[B]Gender: [/B]Female

[B]Race: [/B]Xenshinese Human

[B]Age:[/B] 19 years old

[B]Height:[/B] 5'

[B]Weight:[/B] 110 lbs

[B]Appearance:[/B] Lei is five feet tall, with the lightly tanned skin of her people and the dark hair and eyes as well. She normally wears her hair up, both to keep it out of her way and decoratively, as befitting her position. She tends to wear pale gold, silver, white, and red silk and embroidered clothing, elegant when necessary but more simple and practical the rest of the time as she prefers to think of herself as a warrior in training than as a lady. Her figure is that of a well toned but slender athlete as she does train in martial arts and swordplay almost daily.

[B]Personality:[/B] Lei is a very stubborn individual. She has ideas very firmly set in her mind about what is right and what she wants to accomplish. Honor is very important to her, as is strength. She is sometimes disrespectful to her elders as she believes they all failed years ago when her country of origin was attacked, though she has softened to some extent on this as time has passed. Where she was once bitter, she now has resolve to restore honor to her family name.

[B]Personality Flaws:[/B] She is incredibly stubborn and has a tendency to become bitter and hold grudges.

[B]Dreams/Aspirations:[/B] She wants to become as strong as she can be in order to one day lead an attack upon her old homeland. She believes that vengeance upon those who killed her father and took their land will restore honor to her family. She would never admit it, even to herself, but deep down she is trying to fill the shoes of her dead brother.

[B]Hobbies:[/B] Training, bothering Diablo, trying to blend in with the normal people, trying to escape the watchful eyes of the palace, taking good care of her weapons, and more training

[B]Skills:[/B][list][*]Sword - Artisan[*]Martial arts (kung fu and wushu) - Artisan[*]Calligraphy - Artisan[*]Diplomacy - Apprentice[*]Hostessing - Apprentice[*]Strategy - Apprentice[*]Political Science - Apprentice[*]Language - Mandarin (Master) and Common (Artisan)[/list][B]Abilities:[/B][list][*]Agility - Artisan[*]Quick Reflexes - Artisan[/list][B]Magic:[/B][list][*]Chinese Elemental Alignment - Metal (Artisan): Metal gives Lei some of the personality traits that she has, but also a more practical ability to manipulate metal. She is unable to create it, but is working on other abilities, such as moving and bending existing metal. As a good frame of reference, think of her as Magneto, just not quite as powerful yet as she is still learning. (Weakness: fire)[/list][B]Genius Trait/Skill:[/B] Iron Will (This usually comes across as extreme stubbornness and determination)

[B]Place of Origin:[/B] Old Xenshi

[B]Currently Resides:[/B] Xenshi

[B]Occupations:[/B] Crowned Princess of Xenshi, student, and occasionally diplomat

[B]Family:[/B] Ong Xifeng (mother), Ong Jianyu (father, deceased), Ong Aiguo (brother, deceased)

[B]Friends:[/B] Diablo Arma'Dare, Cassius Libertine, Ariana Milan-Granite, Sterling Delancre

[b]History:[/b]

Lei was the first child born to the Emperor Jianyu and his first wife and current empress Xifeng. She always favored her father, who treated her with respect and probably even spoiled her to some degree. Even after her younger brother was born, he still would play with her and teach her little things about her abilities and martial arts. When her home country was attacked and the capital burned, she fled with her mother and many other women and children, eventually to restart their lives on the island of Xenshi. She was bitter for the first year or so over the loss of her beloved father and even sad over the death of her pesky little brother who had chosen to stay behind and fight like a man. Part of her wished that she could have fought beside them and perished in the glory of battle as well.

Her life is generally lonely as far as companionship goes, as most of the children her own age treat her with cold respect as the princess, and her half brothers and sisters from her father's other marriages are several years younger than herself. Her days are spent in studies of fighting, elemental control, diplomacy, how to be a proper hostess and wife, and book studies such as history, math, language, and calligraphy. While she now understands the reason for all this being that she was chosen to become the next empress after her mother is gone, she still does not enjoy it (save for the more physical trainings) and takes whatever time she can away from her tutors to enjoy small tastes of freedom.

She often butts heads with her mother and generally does not at all like Yan Huiqing, whom she refers to as "Aunt," because her element is weak to Huiqing's, making her feel uncomfortable. She also has a strange friendship of sorts budding with Diablo Arma'Dare, sometimes outright insulting him, other times holding him in high regard, and even confiding in him on rare occasion. Eventually, she started calling him "shifu," and he took her on as a student. Since she listens to him much better than her other tutors, he has taken over the majority of her studies, leaving only the cultural things to her old tutor. She flourishes under his instruction.

[B]Name:[/B] Isilme Lightbringer

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Race:[/B] Elf

[B]Age:[/B] 34 years old, appears and acts 17

[B]Height:[/B] 5'

[B]Weight:[/B] 100lbs

[B]Appearance:[/B] Isilme has a slender build with soft womanly curves. She has wavy white hair, blue eyes, pointed elven ears, and a light smattering of freckles on her cheeks. Her clothing is rather simple and she is usually seen wearing a blouse and skirt in shades of blue. She rarely wears shoes and much prefers to just run around barefoot. She often has a disheveled appearance as she doesn't really worry about how she looks. Also, there is some faint scarring from old burns on her legs.

[B]Personality:[/B] Isilme is usually on the shy and quiet side. When she's in a good mood, she can be social, caring, curious, creative, and on occasion downright silly and can be persuaded to get into things she shouldn't by people she trusts. When she is down, however, she can fall into very deep depressions that make her even quieter than normal. She generally doesn't like it when people ask her too many personal questions and will clam up around nosy people. She enjoys the outdoors regardless of the weather.

[B]Flaws:[/B] She suffers from PTSD and claustrophobia. She has a tendency to be socially awkward and has a constant stuttering problem that worsens when she is overly emotional.

[B]Hobbies/Interests: [/B]Painting, drawing, stargazing - though she spends most of her free time studying to get through all of her remedial classes. She also enjoys reading funny stories.

[B]Dreams/Aspirations:[/B] She would like to master her magic so as to avoid any accidents and become a healer like her mother was. After she's achieved all that through school, she'd like to just go live a quiet life somewhere.

[B]Skills:[/B][list][*]Language: Common - artisan, Elvish - master[*]Knowledge of healing and edible plants: artisan[*]Reading terrain: artisan[*]Tracking: artisan[*]Trapping: apprentice[*]Skinning & tanning hides: apprentice[*]Fishing: artisan[*]Weapons making: crude bows, arrows, spears - apprentice[*]Weapons - Archery (apprentice), Jousting (apprentice)[*]Animal Handling/Knowledge - Wild (apprentice), Domesticated (artisan), Horses and horseback riding (artisan)[*]Gardening: apprentice[*]Sewing: apprentice[*]Cooking: apprentice[*]Arts and crafts: apprentice[*]Climbing: master[*]Acrobatics: genius[/list][B]Abilities:[/B][list][*]Heightened senses (master)[*]Agility (master)[/list][B]Magic:[/B][list][*]Light - (apprentice) Isilme has the ability to generate and manipulate sunlight quality light for the purpose of fighting or healing, but for now it is mostly just the potential for both. Currently she can produce sparks at will and small orbs of light under duress or while focusing quite a bit. As is, it'd only do any damage at all to anyone who is light sensitive, but would only feel warm or like static electric to anyone else. She's training to use her magic as a healer eventually. (Weakness: Shadow)[/list][B]Weakness:[/B] Isilme has a lower than average stamina.

[B]Place of Origin:[/B] Farm in Erufu countryside a couple hundred years from now (it's complicated)

[B]Currently Resides:[/B] Trinity Academy dormitory, Ambrose, Erufu

[B]Current Occupation:[/B] Full-time student

[B]Family:[/B] Heryn Lightbringer (great-grandmother/"mother"), Astaldo Torchbearer (great-grandfather/"father"), Galen Lightbringer (grandfather/"brother"), Ellerina Meadows (grandmother), Suleya Lightbringer (mother, not yet born, dead in Isilme's timeline), Leon Rosechild (father, not yet born, dead in Isilme's timeline)

[b]History:[/b]

Isilme's story begins a couple hundred years from now. Galen Lightbringer eventually reunites with and marries Ellie, although this has not happened yet for him, and they have two children, a boy and then a girl. The girl grows up and gets married to an elven farmer and moves out into the countryside to be with him, and they have one child, a girl named Isilme.

Isilme's childhood was rather sheltered as she spent most of her time out on her family's farm. She always had a stutter, and her mother being a rather sensitive sort, feared that Isilme would face a lot of teasing from other children. So, when the time came for Isilme to start attending school, Suleya decided it would be best to try to homeschool the little girl. This worked well at first and Isilme began learning reading and writing and the common language and some basic math, but still spent most of her time outdoors with the farm animals instead of studying. Her favorite was the horse Tixe who mostly helped around the farm by pulling a cart, although Isilme also loved taking her out for bareback riding sessions through the fields and forest.

All was well and good until Isilme's magic gift started to show up at age 19 (physically almost ten years old, so still a little girl). Not having received any formal teaching on it from her mother yet and with a lack of precautions taken, things suddenly went terribly wrong one dry summer night. She was laying on her bed and couldn't sleep, so she was creating little sparks. Having no real control over them yet, she accidentally caught her curtains on fire, and it started to spread through the house. Unable to stop it, Isilme raced to her parents bedroom to get their help. Unbeknownst to her, however, that evening they had received the bad news that her paternal grandfather had died in an accident and his wife wouldn't be long for this world. They had kept the news from Isilme and then had taken some sleeping potions to help them deal with the grief and sleep through the night to be able to make the long journey the next morning to see her grandmother before she passed away. This meant that when Isilme went to wake them up, she couldn't stir them. In a panic, she tried to drag her mother outside, but being a little girl, she didn't have enough strength to pull her far enough to save her. The flames grew and started to burn Isilme, so she had to abandon her sleeping parents and barely escaped the burning cabin herself. The sun rose above the smoldering remains of her home, and yet no one had come to check on them. So, with the help of Tixe, she dug a shallow grave and buried what little was left of her parents.

Blaming herself for the death of her parents, she decided to run away, sure that she would be labeled a murderer. She took Tixe and whatever she could find useful from the barn and rode off deep into the woods, determined to live out the life of a hermit. It was difficult for the first few years, but eventually through much trial and error she was able to learn the skills that enabled her to survive. She began living a nocturnal lifestyle because the more dangerous things were out at night and she found it easier to run from them than to hide while sleeping. She also burrowed out a small cave that she used to store some of her belongings in and would stay in for shelter during the worst weather. However, due to her claustrophobia, she never stayed in the cave any more than necessary. Eventually, she also lost Tixe, as one night a pack of hungry wolves came upon them. The horse was injured from tripping in an unseen hole and couldn't outrun the wolves and Isilme had to climb a tree for safety and was completely unable to save the last friend she had.

She was entirely alone from then on, until she was 33 years old. At that point, a pair of hunters found her asleep during the daytime and took her in. They didn't harm her, but did question her until they found out who she was. By this point, Galen had become practically legendary for his fighting and heroics, so the hunters had no trouble piecing together that they were family. Isilme was taken to Erufu Capital and dropped off with her grandparents, who became her legal guardians at this point. Ellie and Galen were quite happy to find her alive, having assumed that she had perished all those years before in the fire, and didn't press her for any details. However, it quickly became apparent that Isilme was still very much in need of schooling, and the public school just didn't seem like a good fit. Since Galen was a part of the Erufu Military, he was very familiar with the knight Hunter Gabrielolus and found out that he was running an academy in another dimension for troubled magic users such as Isilme, so after much discussion, they sent her there. Isilme misunderstood and felt that she was just being passed along as a sort of burden, however, and felt unwanted by her grandparents.

Hunter's Academy was fine for her for a year and she slowly adapted to living in daylight hours again and learned how to stand up for herself. She progressed academically just fine, but still struggled with her magic due to the strong negative memories and emotions she had tied to it. During this time, she made the acquaintance of Aneka Milan, a strange half-elf who had decided automatically that they were "besties." Isilme somewhat liked the girl but was often confused and sometimes downright embarrassed by her behavior. However, when Aneka talked of her home, it sounded almost identical to Isilme's own home. She eventually decided that the details that didn't match up must have just been due to her own lack of knowledge of her homeland since she'd been so sheltered, and so obviously they came from the same place. It made sense to the girls, and so when Hunter transferred some of the students to Trinity Academy, Isilme followed Aneka through her portal as it seemed the correct thing to do at the time. She ended up in the correct place, sure, but as it so happened it was the wrong time. And thus Isilme finds herself in Erufu, but a few hundred years too early.

(I know the whole time travel thing is screwy as all get out. This is what happens when you merge two rps that probably should not have been merged, lol)

[B]Name:[/B] Heloise Lacroix
(also known as Thisbe McAdie during the day)

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Race:[/B] Human (cursed)

[B]Age:[/B] Day: 80 years old; Night: 30 years old

[B]Appearance:[/B]
[U]Day:[/U] Heloise appears to be an old lady who stands at 5'6" and weighs 145 lbs. Her hair is gray and her eyes are green. She wears eclectic and old-fashioned clothing that is modest to reflect her apparent age.
[U]Night:[/U] Heloise is 5'6" tall and has a curvy, yet athletic build, putting her at 135 lbs. Her hair is red and wavy and falls past her shoulders and she has green eyes. She likes to wear makeup, especially lipstick and nail polish. Her clothing seems to be a mix between a steampunk and contemporary style, often wearing jeans with other, more eclectic pieces.

[B]Personality:[/B] She is very friendly and enjoys the company of others. She also likes to keep busy and has a feisty stubborn streak that shows up every so often. She has grown very used to being able to do things for herself. She is also very charitable and tries her best to make a difference with whatever time she may have left.

[B]Personality Flaws:[/B] She has a bit of a temper and feels the need to constantly keep busy.

[B]Dreams and Aspirations:[/B] She hopes to someday fall in love with someone who loves her back despite the curse, but has very little hope of that ever happening. So, she just wants to do as much good as she possibly can do with whatever time she has left as she doesn't know if she could die of old age during the day.

[B]Hobbies and Interests:[/B] Cooking, dancing, drinking... otherwise she keeps too busy with her two jobs to really have anything in the way of hobbies.

[B]Skills and Abilities:[/B][list][*]Potion making - Master[*]Firearms - Master[*]Hand-to-hand combat - Artisan[*]Stealth - Artisan[*]Dancing - Artisan[*]Horseback riding - Artisan[*]Swimming - Artisan[*]Cooking - Master[*]Bartending - Artisan[*]Gardening - Apprentice[*]Genius Trait/Skill: Charisma (This mostly comes across as flirtatiousness and friendliness. She's a very social person)[/list][B]Weaknesses:[/B] Old during the day, mute at night, and incapable of talking about the details of her curse.

[B]Place of Origin:[/B] Unknown

[B]Current Residence:[/B] Kaymakli City

[B]Previous Occupations:[/B] Unknown

[B]Current Occupations:[/B] Potion maker and seller during the day, ghostbuster/paranormal investigator at night

[B]Family:[/B] Yakov (her very friendly pet cat)

[b]History:[/b]

Heloise's past is unknown, she just showed up in Kaymakli City one day a few years ago. No one knows where she came from, and most don't even know her name, because she is a mute and doesn't bother with writing things out most of the time. She isn't deaf, however. What is known is that she frequents a particular bar in the evening and is a paranormal investigator or ghost buster of some sort. She also only appears after sunset for some reason.

As Thisbe, however, she is known to have shown up in the city at roughly the same time. She runs a shop where she sells various potions. Sometimes the local hooligans harass her and call her a witch, and while that pisses her off, she stubbornly stays.

She took in Broadside as a roommate in her small apartment after working with him on the zombie problem and finding out that he was homeless. The two have since become friends and he has learned some of her secrets, yet he still sticks around.

When the city was nuked, she was at her day job which was too close to the blast site, so she ended up with some weird temporary affects from the potions she was splashed with as well as a mild case of radiation sickness. Broadside checked her into the hospital and stayed with her for the entire time she was confined there, which ended up being almost two months. In the meantime, they planned on a vacation to get them out of the city to relax, with the intention on coming back to investigate the new spooks once they've recouped.

(I know there's a lot of vagueness about her past, but that is because this is one of my few with a ton of secrets)