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Acantha

Name: William F. Heartale
Age: 321 (His birthday just passed a few days ago :D )
Gender: Male
Appearance: William looks deceivingly young, perhaps older 20's, except his head of earlobe lengthened grey hair. He has broad shoulders and a kind face, his nose is a tad large and easily noticeable, he has slightly sunken in eyes and a tallish forehead. He has a strong build, though not one that came unnaturally. He is a bit on the tall side and is quite a bit pale. He has a tad bit of stubble on his chin every now and then.
Race: William WAS human at one point, but he is now considered separate from that. A cursed being who has outlived his time.
Quote: "Oh it's not so bad...just a few broken limbs"
Hobbies: Doll making, painting, designing...reading, cooking and writing.
Back-story(I will write a lottle bit of it): William was once a young man, he lived by himself in an old rundown shop he had bought with his life savings, this shop was put to use once more to kindle his passion, puppet and doll making. He restored it through blood sweat and tears and opened his less than popular store. He barely made ends meet but he was happy. He worked hard and kept every little bit he had special and dear to him. Because it was from a life he chose. One day a particularly nice looking young woman came into his store, she talked with him for many hours and ended up buying the most expensive dolls he had, day after day, she would stop by and chat, every so often buying a doll or two. William and the woman became closer and eventually fell into a relationship, it started beautifully but sadly went downhill...William had found a dark secret of hers, and why she had been buying so many toys from him. The woman had turned to be a witch, and had trapped the souls of many young children into the dolls he had made. William obviously tried to leave the woman, but she did not take the news so lightly, she placed a curse on him, a curse that would keep him alive until he truly loved her, and when he did, then and only then would he die. He ran from her, for decades, and she tormented him, for decades...eventually, he settled down once more, in a different shop in a different country, it took two whole weeks for it to burn down, after that he traveled once more, finding his current partner, and his current home. Acantha.
Preferred Weapon: He control puppets with magic string
Extra: He is still not sure where the witch is, but he feels she will find him eventually.

Name: Eliza
Age: 301
Gender: Female.
Appearance: Eliza is a very very young looking girl, she is short and thin, having bug eyes and youthful skin. She has long orange hair down to her knees, and everything about her is bright, she has orange eyes, long eyelashes, a small nose with matching small ears, and a thin line for a mouth that seem to have nearly no lips.
Race: Eliza is a fire sprite.
Quote: "Just because it's on fire...okay I probably had something to do with it..."
Hobbies: Knitting (not very good) cooking (also not very good)
Back-story: A flame sprite is a being of flame created when a single flame is lit for a very long time, and cared for genuinely, the keeper of Eliza's flame, is William. When William had his own shop, and little to his name, he kept his one lantern lit at all times. He would speak to it, as if it was a living being, and refer to it kindly. He kept doing this for so long, even while running, that Eliza was born, she followed him, in secret of course, as he ran all around the world. She was far too shy to approach him, and at the time didn't even speak English. Eventually she gathered enough courage to try and approach him, but her feelings became to conflicted and she accidentally lost control of her abilities, setting Williams second workshop on fire. She followed him just as he witch did, until they finally met, and grew closer. Fleeing to Acantha, they became a couple of sorts.
Preferred Weapon: Her flames
Extra: Her abilities are linked to her emotions.

The Light In The Darkness

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KatherinWinter said
Too bad I was interested i seeing Adrian.

Mmmmm...

I would feel conceited if I stayed but you are tempting me...

The Light In The Darkness

So...should I post or something then?

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I think Im going to be dropping out as well, my pace is different from this RPgs and I honestly dont feel im making much of a place for myself.

Have fun and enjoy your RP though!

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Adrian continued to watch and listen to all the going going ons about the table. People were rising in levels of volume and things were getting a bit too hostile for his liking...Perhaps if everyone just started eating things could cool down. Hesitantly he hopped down from his chair, "A-Adrian...M-m-arks, uhm..." he looked to see if anyone was listening, he mostly hoped they weren't... "I c-c-can control i-ink..." he managed to stumble out before he sat back down. He didn't want to eat, and he didn't want to go to the gym, but getting this hostile air away from him was definitely in his best interest. He hoped everyone had not really paid attention though, most of them hadn't heard him speak yet, and he didn't mind keeping it that way.

The Light In The Darkness

Sly, why you no exist anymore...

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Adrian just kept slinking back and forcing himself to become smaller with every word. Perhpas scared would be the right word...All this yelling was a bit too much for him, and if that wasnt enough he now heard something about a gym? He was never good with...physical activity. He tends to get picked last. He looked at the housekeeper with nearly pleading eyes, he wanted to go back to bed with his suffocating blankets.

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Adrian followed the sound of a bell, this was one thing he seemed to have gotten used to. The food call.

He stumbled around the halls until he managed his way into the dining room. He looked, now wide eyed, at all the floating silverware, this, he was not so much used to.

He swallowed back a knot of nervousness, and went to take a seat, naturally sitting as far away as possible from the psychic boy, he wanted to avoid staring but, he found his eyes drifting towards him anyways. He wasn't...scared, well, perhaps he was, but he didn't think the boy would mean to do anything bad, it just seemed like it could easily go that way...He looked at what the other kid was wearing, and he looked down to his own clothing, his all white sleeping clothes, consisting of shorts, socks and a shirt, all a size or two too big. He sighed inwardly and shrunk back even farther into his seat, he wasn't hungry and was only here to keep the housekeeper from worrying... He felt uncomfortable in his seat, and didn't want to be in this room, he anted to be...perhaps anywhere else.

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Adrian's eyes slowly lulled open, he let out a small audible hum as he began to stir. His small frame not not making much headway as he half sleepily tried to rise from under his many covers, the decent pile of thick blankets laid atop him had been placed there overnight, half of them while he was asleep. It wasn't exactly cold around here, he just...couldn't stop shivering. He made the same sound once more as he tried to lift the mass of warmth off of himself. The mountain of comfort giving him a good struggle before he sat up, half tired from just waking, half from wrestling the covers. He blinked hard a few times to shake the sleep from his eyes. His pale hair frayed and awkward like a bundle of platinum straw, he slowly slumped off of the bed until he landed shakily on his feet, another "mmf..." and he yawned softly. Time to start another day he supposed...

He was relatively new to this place, and he wasn't exactly comfortable quite yet, friends weren't something he found and sickness was something he still couldn't escape. One thing he appreciated around here was the care, the people who took him and the others in seemed to actually care...or at leas that's what Adrian thought so far.

He began walking towards the door, it being much taller, and perhaps heavier then him. He placed both hands against it and pushed with all his weight against it. His feet slipping as he tried to progress, he slowly forced his passage into the hall. He wasn't exactly sure of what to be doing yet, perhaps...finding someone to tell him such, would be a good start...He began to wander the large hallways, the ones which where still alien to him.