From the Darkness. Is there Light? (Smores and I)
 

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When a strange fire haired girl with red eyes was born, the terrible darkness had possessed her heart. To protect the world from her darkness, the girl's heart along with the darkness had to be sealed with a demon amulet that was placed on her head. With an iron ball and chain on her leg to keep her from being able to escape, a blessed cross cuffed around her neck to ward off evils that was attracted by her powerful darkness, and a lonesome marionette to keep her company, the fire haired girl was locked away from the world. When a stranger finds the locked door to where the girl is kept, and opens it. . . well, this is that story.

The hidden entrance?
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The girl's room
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The place where the red eyed girl is locked away is hidden by nature and built with stone.

(I couldn't find a picture that fit with my mental image. This was the best I could come up with. TnT You can use that spot for your character's profile bit. )

(( I think it is fine! ^^ Oh, do you have a picture of the place she is locked away at? That could be the setting for a good chunk of the initial peices of the role play - so maybe just a picture of that? - I will also make this post useful by putting my profile here, or the first post of my character. Depending if you want to reserve a spot for future possibilities.))

Sitting silently on the stone ledge that was her bed, the fire haired girl held the wooden handle that had strings attached to an old worn out marrionette. The faded pink bunny in overalls walked quietly in circles and would occasionally turn to her and lift an arm to wave at her, but she didn't smile or wave in return. With a soft sigh, she stood and made the bunny rabbit stand beside her and follow beside her as she walked in a circle with him. It took a bit of effort because of the iron ball and chain that was locked around her ankle that limited her mobility, but she had gotten so used to it, she hardly noticed it anymore. Stopping by the wall that had a very high small window that gave her the smallest amount of light, she was reminded of the ball and chain. She could never hope to reach it to try to escape this stone room because the iron ball and chain weighted her down. Turning her soft red eyes away from the little window, she returned to the stone that was her bed and sat down with the rabbit on her lap.

Silver eyes pierced every corner, every nook and cranny. A trait only the best thieves have really mastered. Legend told of a secret room with a forbidden treasure inside. One that was surely worth a vast amount of riches. It was some sort of weapon, something to be used by his own hand or that he could sell off to another. Regardless, it was dollar signs that motivated the talented rogue.

Though at times like this he wish he had payed more mind to the stories he was told as a child, how was he suppose to find something when he had no idea where to really look. Whats worse, what if someone already grabbed this untold treasure? What an unfortunate thing that would be. Sighing and rubbing his brow with his hand he glanced around the vast space before him.... he just needed a place to start. The rest would be easy, he tended to be a lucky guy.

Just as her stomach began to growl in hunger once again, the small bit of light from the window disappeared as the food bringer brought the inprisoned girl her daily food. She didn't need to look over to know that a small basket of bread, cheese and a small bit of meat was lowered by a rope. She could heard the food items drop to the floor as the basket was tipped to dump the food and the light quickly returned. Whoever brought her food, never stayed long. There was a time or two when food wasn't even brought to her and she had to go hungry for a few days. Standing from the bed, she left the rabbit there and went over to collect the meal from the dirty stone floor. Then she returned to the stone bed and rationed out the bread and cheese like she had learned that she needed to just in case food wasn't brought the next day. Sitting silently, she nibbled on a small chunk of bread as she rationed.

The young girl ran through the forest that hide the stone ruins with a basket with rope inside tucked against her chest. She hated her job to bring the food to the creature in the ruins. It was almost just a scary bed time story about the fire demon girl, but even if the story had been exagerated a little it was still true. The young girl didn't realize that there was thieves near by as she ran to return to her little home town.