Name: Casara "Cas" Talbot (pseudonym: Castor Mallory)
Age: 19
Attire/Appearance: Casara is a tall young lady, easily the equal in height of the average male human. Her rough childhood and active lifestyle have made her a lean, wiry woman, and genetics have been sparing with their usual gifts: her hips are narrow and her bust small. Her features are androgynous, though on the rough side, and she is a far cry from what most would call beautiful. She falls somewhere between mildly cute and unremarkably plain. She keeps her dirty blond hair cropped to a short bob, and even when she's not disguising herself as Castor Mallory, she comes across as a bit boyish. When she's at home, Cas likes wearing longer skirts that don't hinder her movement, and looser blouses. She also has a few hair clips that she is fond of. For her job as a courier, and most of the time when she goes out, she dresses in close-fitting attire, generally slacks and long sleeved shirts. Fingerless gloves, a hat, sturdy shoes, and of course her bag round out the outfit.
Race: human
Gender: female
Occupation: courier
Alignment: unaligned
Location: South End, but she moves around the East and West Ends as well.

Brief History: Casara was born in the South End, the second child of a couple that were reasonably well-off, at least in terms of what a human could achieve. Her father owned a shoe store, and her mother would sometimes make things from excess material. When the girl was five, her older brother was taken by monsters. He never returned, and Cas believes he is dead.

Shortly after her eleventh birthday, members of a small cult grabbed both her and her parents. They ritually tortured and killed the two adults in front of their daughter, forcing her to watch. As they approached her, she passed out, and when she came to she was the only one left alive, for those in robes had been slaughtered.

Cas wasn't sure what had happened, but she knew her parents were now dead. She fled the building, eventually finding her way back to familiar streets, and she made her way to where her aunt and uncle lived. A couple days later, she woke to find them lying dead in the kitchen, ripped apart. A neighbor she knew found her huddled at the other end of the house the next day, unable to bring herself to come close enough to the bodies to reach the door. That neighbor took her in, though he was unable to get the girl to tell him or his wife what happened.

That night was disturbed only by nightmares, but the next, when the neighbor's wife tucked the child into bed and blew out the light, a shadow rose beside her and sliced open the woman's throat. The dead woman's husband came running at Cas's screams, to find the girl knocked off the bed and the small knife her uncle had given her lying across the room after she'd tried to stab the shadow with it. Calling the girl cursed, he demanded she leave -- fortunately for him, from outside the shade's effective range. Having no choice, she left.

Over the next few days, Cas found herself having nightmares while awake, seeing destruction and bloody horrors in the shadows, and hearing chilling whispers. When the gang of street urchins found her, the girl was doubting herself and her sanity. She didn't know if the thing she'd seen at the neighbor's house was real or not. She couldn't rest, save when she could find somewhere during the day that was well-lit but out of the way. Nights were spent trying to ignore the voices and visions that tormented her. The other children thought her more than a little odd, but they took her in anyhow, giving her a raggedy bedroll placed in the farthest corner of the building they'd appropriated, and letting her keep a lantern lit as a nightlight, to keep the worst of the terrors away.

For three whole months, the girl's curse claimed no lives. She learned from the others where the best spots were to find food scraps that others might have thrown out, how and what to steal, and how to make the most of everything. But one evening, worn out from a close call and a narrow escape, nobody remembered to check that the lantern would last through the night.

Cas woke to screaming, and again she saw the awful shadow creature. It was clearer this time, as it tore into the panicking children. The girl grabbed the empty lantern and ran. Maybe she was crazy, but it seemed the man had been right -- she was also cursed. The next four years she spent on her own, only daring to get anywhere near other people while the sun was in the sky, and even then she avoided interaction.

A lone girl is not particularly safe, and eventually what little luck she had ran out. A band of unsavory ruffians caught her by surprise, and though she managed to win free of them, she was badly injured in the scuffle. Cas ran from them, but the group was determined, partially because she'd scored a knee to the groin of their leader. Realizing it was a choice between their deaths and hers, she found an alley that lay in shadow, and there she stopped. She kept herself from looking away as the shadow that haunted her ripped the two closest apart, and frightened the rest away.

The girl lost track of things for a while, and when she regained awareness, she found the worst of her injuries had been roughly seen to. Still weak, Cas dragged herself a short ways to somewhere a little more sheltered than in plain view of anyone passing the alley. She wasn't strong enough to make her way back to where she now made her home, but at least she had some supplies, mostly what she'd stolen that day before things got messy. The weapons the gang used were none to clean, and several of the injuries they inflicted became infected.

When she recovered from her fever, her surroundings had changed. The man there said she was lucky some shadowy person had grabbed him and dragged him into the alley, or he wouldn't have found her. At first Cas didn't really understand how the sequence of events he relayed could have come to pass, but eventually comprehension dawned. When Terrence left to run on errands, she grabbed her knife and hauled herself off to find somewhere dark. Addressing her murderous shadow for the first time, she gave it an ultimatum: stop slaughtering everyone that came near, or she would destroy something it valued -- herself.

Things improved after that, though her years of avoiding darkness and people have left Cas a very different person. She is not very fond of people, especially crowds, and it took a long time before her fear of the dark ceased to be debilitating. She tries to keep people away by covering her shyness with a rough attitude and a stern expression, but she's not been as successful at this as she would like, as her nature tends to be more friendly. Between that and her work, Cas is on good terms with a number of people, though she acknowledges only a small number as actually being friends. One of these is Terrence, the doctor that saved her life. Her appearance has changed significantly as well, so that even in a dress she bears little resemblance to the demon-summoning child that rumors would claim she was. She continues to use the name Cas Mallory and deliberately present herself as a boy. Her relationship with the creature in her shadow has improved somewhat, mostly because while it does still deliberately torment her on occasion, it is no longer a constant thing.

Other: The shadowy creature Shakti is bound to her, and can manifest in shadows within 5' when Cas is awake, or within 20' when she is either sleeping or unconscious.

Song: No Compliance, Delain - Cas and Shakti

Name: Regina L. Valdez
Full Name: Regina Lydia Valdez
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Place of Birth: The South Side, the Slums, in her parent’s home.
Resides In: She still lives in the same house, she was tortured in since it feels safer than moving away.
Alliance: Currently Nonaligned

Occupation: Prostitute/Hooker

Her parents picked out her occupation before she turned 13 years old, but that was primarily because, the Valdez Family Heritage has certain jobs for their children to do, it was Prostitute or Hooker.

Regina's Appearance

Her appearance is kinda simplistic since she wears her hair in a ponytail, it's past her lower back, and is black. She has beautiful gray eyes, she got them from her mother, and she has a birthmark on her back, which covers her whole back. She is five foot and eight inches tall and she has a slightly larger bust size than her mother has, when her mother was 20 years old. She has scars on her legs and arms, which are similar to knife cuts. She has a black eye, bruises on her chest, possible broken ribs, and at least about one of her teeth was broken in two. She is supposed to weigh, 125 pounds to 163 pounds but she weighs 105 pounds since her parents have been starving her.

Her birthmark, which covers her entire back signifies certain events in her family’s heritage of how barbaric they were before the fall of humanity to the gods and monsters, who now rule them. The barbaric behavior was mostly because of an inner lust to hurt children, who bare the last name Valdez. She wears medical bandages on her back to cover her birthmark since it covers her whole back, but she allows her breasts to stay normal since her breast size is 32C and it would hurt if she tried to covered them up with very tight bandages. She wears a pink and blue dotted t-shirt and a bluish gray bra underneath the t-shirt. She wears pink cargo pants, with gray socks, pink panties, and a pinkish gray tennis shoes, which are timberland brand of shoes. She has burn marks on her feet and hands by her parents punishing her for trying to hide the birthmark with bandages.

She has a secondary set of clothes but these are usually her sleeping attire, which her parents allowed her to wear, which is a very long shirt, greenish gray bra, and pinkish blue panties. The shirt is like a maternity shirt and it goes past her knees to cover up the scars she gets by her parents for torturing her. Her beautiful gray eyes are bloodshot since she has been taking some drugs to forget the torture her parents has done to her. When she’s in her sleeping clothes she has to take off her bandages so she can sleep comfortably, since they are incredibly itchy.

Regina’s Personality

Her personality was a kind and sweet girl, but all the torture her parents has done changed that to make her a quite a bitter and quiet person. She hates her heritage slightly more than the terrible monsters, which treat humans like dirt. She has been an utter wreck, after her parents died she was somewhat enjoying being tortured by her parents since it was the only attention, they would give her if they were doing something awful to her. She has been constantly crying, cursing silently, and wishing she was never born before her brother. She wanted to so badly kill her parents but she had it not in her since inside of her soul, she would be as bad as her parents. She has a slight problem, where she tortures herself since she misses her parents that badly and uses the same items her parents would use on her. She feels joy, somewhat relief when she does torture herself, and some pleasure for it.

She has Stockholm syndrome, mostly because of how awful her parents treated her and tortured her much of her life, without killing her. Her psyche is slightly off its hinge or rocker since she stays in her family’s home even though her soul wants her to leave it. She only became emphatic and sympathy after her parents died and wanted them to return to her so they could torture her some more. She has an intense fear of the dark or Nyctophobia, mostly because, her parents would put her in the basement with nothing to eat, no lighting, and had to sleep on the cold floor. She usually gets panic attacks, trembling, dizziness, she usually cries uncontrollably, and usually calls out her parent’s name loudly trying to get them to pay attention to her. She had this happen to her, when she was really young so it stuck in her mind.

She has a fear of memories called Mnemophobia, she usually remembers past events of her torture by her parents. Therefore, usually causes her to weeps uncontrollably, usually say to her dead parents stop torturing her, and this only happens when she is alone in her house since she remembers every little detail of all these memories. Her eating habits were greatly affected by her parents, torturing her most of the time on an empty stomach; she was never allowed to eat the table only on the floor like a dog. Her subconscious completely shut down after her parents died and has stressed her out much throughout her life, her inner monologues are the only thing keeping her alive.

Regina’s History

Regina was born to Beatrix L. Valdez and Carter N. Valdez in her parent’s house in the slums of the city of Enigma. She was taken cared for as best as the two could until, they saw her birthmark and this was at the age of 5 since it was more like a canvas of indecipherable mess, when she was younger than 5 years old. Regina’s life became a living hell even more so than the monsters who controlled the city since, her parents were quite monstrous themselves only in a different way. Regina’s first time being tortured by her parents was during the midday after her birthday, she was taking up to her room on the second floor. She was chained to her bed, her father Carter punched her in the face a few times right on her left eye socket.

Beatrix was in the hallway waiting for her turn to make sure, Regina would know that this is a great path to be in, the Valdez Family’s Heritage must be kept. Regina was crying in her room, while her father was beating her in her bed, while chained to it. She was wondering why they were doing this to her until her father told her the reason, the Valdez Family Heritage must be kept going and she’s the unlucky firstborn to have this right of passage done to her. She was confused in what her father meant and only wanted to be a daughter to her mother and father and not being tortured for what she has on her back. She was lucky, which was her parents didn’t want to kill her but keep her alive so she has to live with the endless pain of being a child of the Valdez Family Tree. Regina was crying uncontrollably since her father did threaten to cut her pretty black hair off but this was only a threat.

Her father unchained her from her bed because he wanted to do something to her worse than what he had done today, however, it would be a year later when that happened. Her father told her that she won’t be eating at the table anymore. She is a child and must be treated as such in the Valdez Family. Her mother walked in calmly, walked up to her daughter’s bed, and she grabbed her daughter’s left arm really tightly, this made Regina start crying, than her mother cut her daughter’s shoulder with a knife she got from the kitchen. Her mother instincts kicked in and covered her daughter’s cut with a bandage and some other things. Regina was crying was irritating to the two parents so they walked out of their daughter’s room and locked the door. They told their daughter, they would unlock it if she would stop crying because of a small cut on her shoulder.

When Regina, turned six years old, her parents was slightly happy, they can do something even more traumatic to their daughter. Her father grabbed her tightly and dragged her to the basement, which was completely dark, had no furniture at all, and a little bit colder than the first and second floors of her house. Regina was crying and pleading with her father to not leave her in the complete darkness but he did not listen, he put her down on the floor carefully but also punched her jaw and he hurt his fist on his daughter’s teeth, breaking one of her teeth completely into two. Regina held her face since he did that and was crying uncontrollably because of that large shot of pain to her jaw, her father slowly walked away from her and went upstairs, and locked the Basement Door. Before he done the locking of the basement door, he cursed at his daughter and called her bitch and a crybaby at the same time. Regina had a lot of thoughts in her mind when her dad literally called her a bitch, what does that mean, why would he be so cruel to her, what caused them to be the opposite of kind until she remembered seeing her own birthmark on her back before her parent’s saw it. Regina was crying a lot more but she couldn’t really scream or yell or beg her parents another chance, she cried herself to sleep in the cold basement.

8 Hours later, she woke up in her bed chained up and having something keeping her mouth opened and in her mind, she felt like she was being burned but it was just her imagination but she did have something in her mouth. Her father looked at his daughter’s beautiful gray eyes and laughed slightly. He took out the wooden thing out of his daughter’s mouth. He used that instrument to beat his daughter’s legs, arms, and chest for about what it felt like 30 minutes but it was only 15. He got up after he beat his daughter for 15 minutes with a soft wooden object and was slightly unimpressed because his daughter was still crying but he left the room doing anything else to Regina. Regina was crying a lot mostly because of she was really cold and wanting to warm up under her covers but they weren’t on her bed for some odd reason. Regina called out to her mother and her mother walked in with her covers, and covered her chained daughter up. Beatrix gave Regina a kiss on the cheek but then slapped her daughter’s cheek really hard since her daughter cannot fight back since she is chained to her bed. Regina was confused with multiple feelings after her mother been nice to her and been really mean to her so she was just crying a bit.

When Regina turned 7 years old, something unaccepted happened, she gained a little brother by the name of Kenneth S. Valdez. Regina was slightly happy but her personality of that kind and sweet girl was slowly fading by all the torturing her parents have done to her so far, including putting her in the basement every once in awhile to punish her for her being a crybaby. Regina pleaded with her parents to not do anything cruel to her little brother only give her punishment whatever her brother does instead. Her parents agreed to this agreement since they are usually nice to their kids when they are younger than 5 years old. That is mostly how the Valdez Heritage shaped their life that is. Regina was taken to her room by her father and he gave her a gift, it was new clothes for her to wear.

Regina was happy for a bit until her father raised his hand to her and she literally stopped smiling instantly. She wasn’t happy about this. Her father hugged her for the first time in her entire life but also told her one thing, all she will be is trash to everyone including her own parents. Regina was crying and then her father stopped hugging her and then punched her on her face again, breaking her nose. Regina was instantly crying again, and then her father told her to not come down for dinner since she needs to be punished for being a crybaby. He grabbed Regina by the left arm, really tightly and threw her on her bed and chained her arms to the bed. He walked out of her room and laughed along his way down to the kitchen.

Regina cried in her sleep about wanting to do something about her birthmark by covering it up, since it was detrimental to her health at this point. She knew where her parents kept the bandages, which would help her to do this but she wants to wait until she is older to do so. She fell asleep and dreamed of her parents no longer living but somehow that will probably not happen anytime too soon.

4 years later, Regina was allowed to talk to her little brother, who was 4 years old right now since he was wanting to talk to his older sister. Regina was left alone as long as she was in Kenneth’s room talking and playing with him, as a older sister would in terms of his toys and things. She had the most fun with this since she felt like a normal child instead of a Valdez Family member even though that will change very soon again. She was 11 years old at this time. Kenneth had to go to bed since his bedtime is much more strict than hers since she has to be tortured by her parents over and over again. She walked out of his room and walked into her room and she was given her bedtime clothes finally since, they were deciding on what to give her, which is a very big shirt and that is it. Her father punched her on the face and told her she has to wear this so her injuries can heal faster, but in reality it is so they can have an easier time torturing her.

2 years later, she was wearing her clothes she got from her parents, even though they were in a worse condition than what could have been done. She walked downstairs from her room and her father and mother was laughing about something and she was wondering where her brother was. Regina walked up to her father and mother. Her father looked directly at her with an evil look on his face and got up. Her mother was still sitting at the table. Her father went up to Regina and told Kenneth is no longer apart of the family anymore but didn’t tell where he went, but he did say, he didn’t murder him since it would break the deal Regina and her parents had. Regina’s look on her face was outright terrified and she ran up back to her room and slammed the door, which wasn’t the right thing to do. Her father walked to Regina’s Room and grabbed his daughter by her beautiful black hair and dragged her out of her room, crying since this usually means, she is going to the basement. However, something stopped him, since he was curious about her birthmark on her back, when he lifted his daughter’s back of her shirt, he saw bandages covering it and he was furious since that is against the Heritage of the Valdez Family. He uplifted his daughter shirt, at least she was wearing a sports bra at this time.

Regina was slightly worried of what her father found until he hit her on the face pretty hard, she started crying. He yelled for his wife to come here and see what their daughter was doing. Regina was holding where her father hit her and her parents looked at the bandages on her back and was really pissed off. He picked up his daughter by her left hand, and walked her into the special room, which was right next to her room, it was off limits to her, until now that is. She was terrified of what they were going to do her, she was asked to take off her shoes and socks, while her parents watch her do this. She took off them, and they told her to sit on the metal chair and put her feet up, she done what her parents told her. Her father tied his daughter down on the chair, mostly her arms. He lite up a wooden stick, which was now on fire, and put it by her bottom of her feet and his daughter was screaming in pain since the fire wasn’t kind, he did this for about 30 to 50 minutes per foot to give her a painful time walking. He did this as well with her hands and she was tearing up too much, she fainted on the chair. He put out the fire and looked at his daughter, and laughed slightly. He walked up to his fainted daughter and punched her in the chest, just to wake her up. She woke up and looked at her father in pain and suffering. She wasn’t really happy about this entire situation, she cursed out her father and got punched in the face for it. Regina cried and looked at her father and pleaded with him. Her father untied her from the chair but knocked her down on the ground and kicked her in the side with his shoes.

Regina coughed up some blood after that pretty hard kick to her side but he regretted doing that but he was only angry at her for hiding her birthmark. She crawled to her room and her father forced her to sleep on the floor. However, he wrote something on a piece of paper on her nightstand and it says, what occupation, she will have in the future but she can read it after she wakes up. Sometime later, her father and mother was sleeping, she woke up and got up very slowly on her bed and looked at the note her father wrote her, it was about her future occupation, she must keep to get painkillers and other such things. She wasn’t happy about the decision her parents chose for her right away, she thought, for a bit and that was probably what her parents were laughing about in the Kitchen before she was burned by fire. The note said, prostitution, a paid prostitute or a hooker, either or. However, it does have on it, she can only do this job when she turns old enough to make people happy in terms of their sexual desires.

Regina couldn’t even smile anymore at this turn of events, when she saw this, which must mean, her and her brother will probably be the last of the Valdez Family Bloodline. Regina put her hands up to her face and starts uncontrollably crying, even though she has no idea where her brother has went but she is relieved he is still alive possibly by a high percentage. Regina got depressed and didn’t feel like moving out of her bed for a long while since she has to go to the basement probably afterwards anyway. A while later her father came into her room and picked her up off her bed and took her down to the basement and left the door opened.

4 years later, when her Regina turned 17 years old, she woke up in her room, chained up to her bed. Her father walked into her room and unchained her and gave her a plate of food since she must be starving. She got up and looked at her father and wondered what’s going on but didn’t ask since it usually causes being punched in the face. Her father walked downstairs. She heard her mother screaming in pain for some odd reason, and was worried. She got up off her bed and walked downstairs and saw a gruesome site, her mother and father was getting sliced up by a strange form, which looked directly at Regina with a smile on its face. It had some weird magic, which allowed it to repeat killing her parents over and over again. Until it was finished with that and slowly walked over to Regina L. Valdez. It looked more like a female than anything, holding a longsword and a magnum on the left side of her equipment. She touched Regina’s face and laughed slightly. Regina was too afraid to move or it might kill her too. The female looked at Regina and whispered in Regina’s ear. She whispered in her ear about ownership of her and other such things about the Valdez Family Heritage and something of a massacre about the terrible evils of her family’s descendants done, a long time ago. Regina looked at her and smiled slightly. The female’s name is Patricia, who is a crossbreed of Demon, a Wyvern, and a Dark Elf. Patricia put away her sword and gun, and looks at the bodies and flicks her wrists and completely gets rid of the bodies. Regina wishes to stay in her house since she finally realized she wants to stay in where she been tortured all her life until Patricia saved her.

3 years later, Regina was in a somewhat a relationship with her savior, Patricia, since she takes very care of her human pets. Regina is 20 years old at the time, however, now she is ready to take on her own job, with Patricia’s permission since they are kinda lovey dovey with each other. Patricia and Regina lives at Valdez Family’s house since it is better that way. Regina is terrified of the dark and her memories keep on resurfacing.

Other

She desperately wants her parents back alive, she cannot live without them even if they will continue to torture her like they did all her childhood up to her adulthood. She will be completely happy, and never try to be a cry baby when they torture her again. She wants her birthmark to be completely gone so she doesn’t have to deal with her heritage any longer. Regina is owned by Patricia, a tri-breed of a demon, Wyvern, and a dark elf; who finally found the last old ones in the Valdez Family.

Regina is lovey dovey with Patricia since she was saved from being tortured by her parents any longer.

Name: Azura Rosethorn
Age: 205
Attire/Appearance:

Height: 5’9”
Race: Aaenshi
Gender: Female
Occupation: First Elder
Location: North End
A Brief History:
Born to a small clan, Azura was never happy with her low position in the hierarchy and eventually forced her way to the top. A skilled warrior, she defended her title as ‘Alpha’ with ease, never bowing down to any male or female that dared challenge her, but rather took them head on and destroyed them. Her ruling over her clan lasted until she was 150 years of age before she decided she wanted more than what she had been given.

Mind made up, she traveled to the city of Enigma, a place where she worked just as hard over the next 25 years to gain access to the North End, easily passing any and all tests they threw her way. Despite her rise in status however, she continued to visit a small book shop she had grown to like in the West End run by a Harpy and what appeared to be her Servant, a half elf Drow. When she left the West End, she had told them that she would continue to return to their shop to go through their selection in search of rare titles, a word she kept over the years, even after she had become an Elder.

Other:
Aaenshi are different. Very, very different as they nearly always have two sides to them, usually a more neutral side, and a side that only seeks to destroy. Aaenshi are always trying to wrest control of themselves, and have a high sense of logic. Since they live a very long time, Aaenshi often are deeply tortured, always fighting between remaining neutral and acting on the one fatal flaw their creator bestowed upon them… the desire to kill.

Name: Alicia Nightwing

Race: Shifter

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Occupation: Unclear

Location: East End

Personality:
Alicia is typically Sarcastic or completely serious, sometimes it can be hard to tell. If she does not know someone, she keeps her words short and clipped, not wanting to waste any more time with them than she must. The only person she ever shows any semblance of kindness to those that she may call friend, giving advice when asked and distributing punishment when told, though people like that are few and far between. More often than not, she is cruel and enjoys watching as others are tortured or killed in the slowest manner possible either by her, or in front of her.

Appearance:





Body build: Athletic

Hair: Hip Length

Hair color: Red

Skin color: Pale

Eye/Iris color: Honey

Height/Weight: 5’8 - 150lbs

Notable Features: Scar over her left eye

Clothing Description:
Other than the clothing in the photo, Alicia enjoys wearing black leather pants and a Leather half-jacket with a fur hood, her chest covered by nothing but bandages. As she rather not sacrifice comfort, she alternates between wearing a pair of black sneakers or a pair of black shit kickers depending on how she is feeling that day.

Equipment:
None

Weapon(s):
Scythe
Dagger x2
Bow

Unique Abilities



Skills/Talents
Swordsmanship (Mostly self trained), Dagger throwing, Archery, Gymnastics, Animal Shifting

History
Having grown up in a Patriarch home, Alicia was used to her brothers always getting what they wanted as she rarely got what she needed. When it came to the home schooling that her race had as a requirement once they became of age, her brothers always got the best teachers, while the women were only allowed to know the basics of Wind magic. More often then not, Women were only taught how to use the healing properties, and she was placed under the same requirement, though she always studied in secret.

She was caught one night with one of her brother's study books at the age of eight by her father and was beaten severly for her clear defiance of the rules he had set down. Though she was clearly afraid to be beaten again, Alicia never stopped studying and never stopped practicing the type of magic she truly wanted to do, no matter what her father said or did. Eventually, seeing that he would never be able to sway her or even physically stop her from learning as she wanted, he allowed her to attend the same 'classes' as her brothers.

At the age of nine, Alicia experienced her first shift, which was a miracle all on its own, as the average Shifter does not experience his/her first shift until their mid-teens. Seeing that she had potential, Alicia's father began to train her himself, which included both fighting and magic. As the years went on, it became apparent that Alicia was a rare form of Shifter, as she was able to create multiple pacts with animal spirits, allowing her to shift into many other animals.

Eventually, Alicia snapped and ended up killing her father for all the abuse that he had put her through and left her home, no longer wanting anything to do with them. No one tried to stop her, her mother cursed her and her brothers were terrified of her, but she just could not bring herself to care.

Age: 29



Race: Harpy
Gender: Female
Occupation: Bookshop owner
Location: West End