[hider=Esther Frey][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PHzSc8C.png[/img]
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i t   f e e l s   b e t t e r   t o   c h e c k   t h a n   t o   r e f l e c t[/url][/center][color=978ab8]Name[/color]
[indent]Esther Frey[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Nickames[/color]
[indent]Essie, Ess. Use them as you please. She won't mention it.[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Age[/color]
[indent]20. Or at least, she says she is.[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Gender[/color]
[indent]Female[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Sexuality[/color]
[indent]Heterosexual[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Relationship Status[/color]
[indent]Single[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Species[/color]
[indent]Witch[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Appearance Details[/color]
[indent]Esther, at first glance, has an unremarkable appearance. She is slightly above average height, average build, just about average everything else. Underneath of her fringe, right in the middle of her forehead, is the birthmark of her species - a crescent moon. Even at home or around other witches, she prefers not to pin up her hair. Her eyes are naturally a very pale grey, often covered to seem dark brown by a glamour. Or contact lenses, if Esther's feeling lazy. 

There's nothing about Esther that is out of place, but some find looking at her for too long somewhat unsettling. There's something uncanny about her and those eyes that do not blink nearly as much as any normal person should.

Her style is very elegant and feminine, wearing skirts and dresses year round, and she continues to perpetuate stereotypes by wearing a lot of black. As far as accessorising goes, Esther wears a [i]lot[/i] of jewellery. Earrings, necklaces, bracelets, rings, you name it, she's never seen without. She often fiddles with them when she gets nervous.[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Personality Traits[/color]
[indent]Esther appears reserved at first glance, but she's actually very sociable, breezing through conversations with her own unusual brand of charm. When she speaks, she comes off as cool and collected, though her voice carries a condescending air. Almost as if she thinks she is better than whoever she is talking to. Whether she actually does or not is up for debate, but it wouldn't be too far fetched.

Esther possesses strange trait inherited from her mother - the obsessive need for control. She has complete faith in her methods and the fact that they are better than anyone else's. She believes that people should do as she says, and refusal to do so wears her otherwise endless patience thin. When things don't go her way she also gets agitated. She prefers environments where it is easy to maintain some semblance of control. That is, smallish spaces with very few people in them. Anything else may be liable to making her stressed, something she does not deal with well.[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Skills[/color]
[indent]► A skilled witch. She mainly makes potions, though she has a knack for glamours as well.
► Good at most household tasks - cooking, cleaning, the lot. Someone has to do them.
► Fairly athletic.
► Origami master of the modern age. She likes to fiddle.
► Sings well, but never in front of other people.[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Weaknesses[/color]
[indent]► A real control freak.
► Atrocious at most things involving teamwork.
► Afraid of crowds.
► Doesn't function well under pressure.
► Physically weak, with very little to offer for combat magic.[/indent]
[color=978ab8]History[/color]
[indent][i]"Ah... isn't she just perfect? We don't need anyone else, dear," the woman in black said, cradling her child to her chest. She rocked back and forth in her chair, cooing affectionately. "Let's move to the countryside, darling. We'll live peacefully in the countryside, darling."

"She ought to be, after all of that trouble," her husband sighed. "Let's hope the next is easier, hmm?"

"Ah, dear. We don't need such silly things, we don't need more, do we? Isn't this wonderful? Isn't this enough?"

"Vivian, I thought-"

"Aren't I enough?"

"Well, I never said you weren't..."

"Aren't I enough, darling?"

"...Of course, dearest."[/i]

Esther, sole daughter of Raphael and Vivian Frey, born in a year no one cares enough to remember. The pitiful father that can't say no to his wife and the doting mother whose sweet smile conceals her true intentions. Indeed, as her childhood came and went, Esther became more and more like her mother with every passing day. Not only in appearance, but in personality too.

Her life has been, and still is, hectic. She lives in a household of seven, along with the general struggles of daily life, there's also the added trouble of being witches. Constant accidents, moving around whenever their ageing is too suspicious, the whole lot. For someone who enjoys stability, Esther's life is filled with chaos.

At present, she works at another branch of the Frey florist business, owned by her aunt. As expected, she is the one doing the brunt of the work. It operates like any florist would - selling flowers. Of course, if you'd like, there are other services for the supernatural. Potions, various magical herbs, or even a little bit of magic.[/indent]
[color=978ab8]Misc.[/color]
[indent] Artist: KD Chen | [color=978ab8]#978ab8[/color]
► The Frey Family
	▼ The Frey Family is a large and ancient one. There are probably a hundred of them running around somewhere on the planet. The family branches interact with each other as little as possible, while all claiming to be the main family. They are all concerned for each other's safety, however. If one Frey is exposed as a witch, it doesn't bode well for the rest of them. 
[hider=a handy family tree]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/1GXmpis.png[/img][/hider]
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