[@Invader Len] [@onenote] [@The Errorist]  

This is my familiar character I've been working on for a while but if you're in desperate need for a mage then I'm cool with changing.

[hider=𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚊 '𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚎' 𝚅𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚑]
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𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚊 '𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚎' 𝚅𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚑
    
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𝚂𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

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𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎

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𝙱𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕

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𝙵𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛

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-𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍-
    
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-𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍-

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Frankie's never been good at connecting with people. She's tried, but she's given up on it. People have described her as broody, arrogant, snobbish, and even those few who she considers superficial friends see her as distant. Those who don't know her say that she has an air of mystery; there's something undeniably attractive about her, but the more people get to know her the more people recognize her for what she is: Someone who simply doesn't know what to do about other people. She learned young that people around her will use her for her money, and she's never been sure if she's okay with that or not. A part of her wants to have a real, genuine friend, but another part of her is perfectly okay with buying whatever pale imitation of that relationship people will provide. More often than not this conflict of desires makes her appear abrasive and distant, her inabillity to decide on how to interact with people causing her to revert to her default state- that of a contemptuous rich girl.

However, despite her gruff exterior Frankie does have her moments of genuine humanity. When the part of her that wants to connect with people comes out she very nearly becomes the person she wants to be- a warm, caring girl that is genuinely likeable. Indeed, deep inside her is a nice person. Like an onion, Frankie has layers. Beyond her desire to be a better person, or perhaps because of it, Frankie does feel some sort of deep sadness. She's never been able to pinpoint it, but she knows that there's something about her life that she's deeply unsatisfied with. Perhaps she merely wants someone to tell her no. There was a time where she had that someone, but now she's desperately trying to establish that very same relationship again.

Still, despite this, there are other qualities that define her. She has a strong sense of pride in the Vrodiskovich name, believing her family's history to be one of the most important thing about her. She's also a perfectionist, always conducting herself in a way that lives up to the aforementioned name. Although some would say that she lords over others with her status she believes it to be a natural extension of her and her family's superiority- she's a Vrodiskovich, after all.

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Born to a rich family in Maefeld spanning generations, she had everything she could ever want since the day she was born. Whether it be toys, food, or clothes, there was nothing she was refused. One sweltering summer day, when her bodyguards were as tired as her maids, she slipped their heat-dulled eyes to roam the city on her own despite clear and constant instruction throughout her life to never venture the streets alone. 

She was one of the Vrodiskovichs after all; taking care of herself would be easy. 

Or so she had thought to herself in all the arrogance of childhood. 

Predictably, Franceska lost herself in the huge city with nothing but money in her pockets and starkly opulent clothes on her back. She was too proud to admit her mistake however, and too proud to ask for help from anyone else in the city--not when she looked so wealthy it would shame the silk trim and semiprecious stones on her coat to stoop as low as requesting assistance from less affluent citizens. It was then that Bailey, a young girl about her age, approached the lost aristocrat with nary a glance for her finery and only concern for the panic lining Franceska's features. There was something about that girl that captured her attention. Franceska had simply ordered her to find out where her parents were, but the girl simply refused with a smile on her face, calmly explaining why she couldn't: she had no idea where they were, after all. 

Bailey simply kept her company until her servants finally located her, chatting about her pet cat (Sticker) and her annoying little brother who kept pouring all her shampoo down the drain whenever they argued. Pointless things, but they kept Franceska from panicking. Helped prop up the veneer she was trying so hard to maintain, even at that age. And it was the first time Franceska had ever been refused anything, unreasonable demand or otherwise, and the first time she had ever felt that angry. But--regardless of how much she tried insulting and berating Bailey with a tantrum fit for five, regardless of how irritating it was that the girl treated her (a Vrodiskovich!) like she wasn't anything special--Franceska took a shine to her.

A rough, unpolished shine that would only grow brighter as the years passed.

Sometimes, in the quiet hours of night, just before sleep took her away, Franceska would dare to admit they were friends.

They remained steadfast friends for years. But nothing lasts forever.

A year before Franceska enrolled in St. Fortuna's, Bailey's family fell on hard times. Life happens and small restaurants sometimes fail, something Bailey did her best to hide until her family couldn't bear the weight of debt any longer and decided to sell the house. Of course Franceska found out--it was bound to happen sooner or later, especially when her best friend started packing to move.

She had offered money with good intentions (that was her allowance money, after all). She really had. It wasn't because she was rich and flaunting her wealth. It wasn't because she was trying to prove something. It wasn't because she was trying to show Bailey exactly how deep the chasm was between their lives. 

[color=7851a9][i]"I'm not pitying you! Why are you--"[/i][/color]

She just wanted her friend to stay near. Was that so wrong?

It never made sense to her (and she struggled with comprehending even now) why Bailey looked so angry that day. Why she had thrown a stack of cash back at Franceska's face like it was garbage. And after all the trouble she had gone through to withdraw that money and pack it into a tidy suitcase, too. It was supposed to have helped. So why did it look like she had broken Bailey's heart?

She didn't understand then, so she had only followed the one emotion that made any sense: fury.

Words flew like bullets and accusations cut to the core of their friendship. By the time she slapped Bailey across the face while parroting a line from her father about people needing to know their place, Franceska hadn't even realized her hand had moved.

It was the last time she saw her childhood friend. Bailey refused to talk to her again after that. Refused to answer the door whenever she tried to visit.

Soon enough, the family had moved away from the high living costs of the metropolis and Franceska had convinced herself by then that she simply didn't care enough to find out where. She didn't need Bailey. Hell, she didn't even need a friend.

She was a Vrodiskovich after all; taking care of herself would be easy.

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[indent][indent][img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎, 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜, 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 [i]𝚗𝚘𝚝[/i] 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛.

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚎 (𝚊𝚗𝚍 [i]𝚗𝚘𝚝[/i] 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 "𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕" 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝).

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢.

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑. 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝-𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎.

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝚆𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜.[/indent][/indent]
    
[img]http://orig08.deviantart.net/9b29/f/2014/159/6/d/mini_teapot_bullet_by_usagipinku-d7lhzpr.png[/img]  [img]http://i.imgur.com/RL5gDB9.png[/img]

[indent][indent][img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊- 𝚒𝚌𝚔! 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛.

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎--𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜.

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜--𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜.

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢. 𝚂𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚌.[/indent][/indent]
    

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[row][cell][center]Proficiency[/center][/cell][cell][center]Intelligence[/center][/cell][cell][center][color=#2E2C2C].[/color] Athletics[color=#2E2C2C].[/color][/center][/cell][/row]
[row][cell][center]5[/center][/cell][cell][center]4[/center][/cell][cell][center]1[/center][/cell][/row]
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[indent][indent][img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙻𝚎𝚏𝚝-𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍.

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙰𝚠𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍.

[img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚘, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗.[/indent][/indent]


[img]http://orig08.deviantart.net/9b29/f/2014/159/6/d/mini_teapot_bullet_by_usagipinku-d7lhzpr.png[/img]   [img]http://i.imgur.com/4ot7O4t.png[/img] 

[indent][indent][img]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0ee6/f/2014/159/4/0/mini_teacup_bullet__1__by_usagipinku-d7lhzrm.png[/img] 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚘 𝙿𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐[/indent][/indent]

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[hider=Franceska's Quiz Answers]1. [color=7851a9]What is your character's greatest regret?[/color]
Losing her childhood friend over an argument. She doesn't want to think it was over money. Money solves everything. It can't be the reason she lost Bailey.

2. [color=7851a9]Your character is home alone after watching a horror movie and they hear a strange sound. What do they do?[/color]
Call for the servants. No, she doesn't care if today's their holiday break and they're at home, they need to come back and check out that sound [i]now[/i] or she'll tell her parents to fire them.

3. [color=7851a9]Two of your characters’ friends are fighting over something trivial, and they want them to stop. How do they go about this?[/color]
Tell them to shut up and take them to the best restaurant in town. Overpriced food and tiny portions that someone else is paying for always puts people in better moods. At least, that's what her parents taught her. And her friends should be grateful that Frankie even keeps them around with the way they loaf about like... undesirables. Their state of dress doesn't do them any favors, either.

4. [color=7851a9]While your character is on their way to class, they realize they forgot something crucial. They’re already on the verge of running late. What do they do?[/color]
Throw more of her servants at the problem. It's their fault that she left without it in the first place, isn't it?

5. [color=7851a9]If your character had the opportunity to turn into any animal, what would that animal be?[/color]
A mountain goat, the kind that can climb even the most vertical of slopes and is obviously the leader of that mountain goat pack. If Frankie was a goat, nothing could stand in her way. Literally.

6. [color=7851a9]If your character’s house were on fire, and they only had time to save one thing from their room, what would it be?[/color]
Her family crest, a black goat on a green field. This crest has been passed down the Vrodiskovich family line for over three hundred years. It symbolizes bravery and the overcoming of adversity, even if most of the time the family overcame adversity by just throwing money at it until adversity caved in and raised its hands in surrender.

7. [color=7851a9]What season does your character like best and why?[/color]
Winter. She loves the sight of fresh-fallen snow and the gentle, quiet atmosphere of the season.

8. [color=7851a9]Vacation! You character gets to spend a week anywhere! Where is it and what do they do?[/color]
Somewhere far away from everything she wishes she was and isn't. Her family hunting lodge comes to mind often, a huge, secluded mansion out in the mountains where she could hunt, read or just enjoy nature at her leisure.[/hider]
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