HylianRose

Pines Holler [Not Accepting]

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Yeah, I'm totally chill with him working at the Diner - or Huskers, either way.

I just wasn't going to approve any characters with a Huskers occupation besides the ones that had already been posted (including Caleb) because so many people had that listed under their occupations already with the few characters that were up for approval. So you're good to go either route.

There is already a background for Lou's, I'm just still working on our locations.

@Sugar and Spite

Oh, gotcha! Bet, then I'll change it back to Husker's and post him. Appreciate it!

Pines Holler [Not Accepting]

@Sugar and Spite Updated Caleb's employment! (https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5645621) Let me know if this is alright and then I'll post him. Are there already plans for the background around Lou's Diner? If not, I'd be happy to come up with something. Thank you!

Pines Holler [Not Accepting]

The Jock || Caleb Dalton

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_{Full Name:}

Caleb Eugene Dalton

_Nickname(s):

• Cal - Typically reserved for family and current girlfriends.
• Dalton - Old friends call him this, at least the ones that played on the team with him.
• Gene - Call him this and you're dead to him.

_Age:

27

_Gender:

Male

_Sexuality:

Heterosexual

_Occupation:

Bartender/Bouncer/Handyman/Whatever Husker needs him to be at Husker's Bar & Grill

_{Place of Residence:}

#24 Shady Pines Drive

_{Family and Close Connections:}

Family

• Frank Eugene Dalton - 48 - On Disability
• Patricia "Patty" Ann Dalton - 45 - Nightshift Nurse at Pines Holler Community Hospital.

Friends

• Tyler Boone - Relationship Status: Strained/Distant - Former friend turned victim. Caleb regrets what he did to Tyler, but doesn't think he deserves forgiveness.
• Willow Fraser - Relationship Status: Shared Pain/Close Friends - A friend Caleb bonded with at the tail end of high school, helped to curb some of his anger but did nothing to help his bad coping mechanisms. He likes to joke that he's her bodyguard.

Significant Other

Open Ideas

• Ex #1 - They were both young, things ended kind of ugly. Caleb considers this one the one that got away. || Open - F only
• Ex #2 - Caught her cheating on him with a guy she'd met online. He stayed with her for another 2 months before she finally broke up with him. || Open - F only
• The Friend Who Stayed - Knew Caleb through high school. When everyone else bailed on him, you stayed. || Open - M/F
• The Loser He Bullied - There's still a lot of hatred there for the things Caleb did to you when you were both younger and you still haven't forgiven him. || Open - M only - Potentially taken! Obviously he can bully more people though if you really want him to. Lol.
• The Friend Who Saw It Coming - You saw what Caleb was doing and tried to tell him to rest but he refused to listen. The friendship ended quietly but you still ask how his knee is doing and he always lies. || Open - M/F
• Drinking Buddy - They listen to each other vent about the bullshit life they lead. Both have an addiction but both also think "I'm not as bad as that guy." || Open - M/F
• Recent Mentor - You've taken Caleb under your wing and he honestly looks up to you. The parental figure he wished he'd had growing up. || Open - M/F, older
• The Girl Who Knows Better - You knew Caleb when he was younger and you remember how he used to be, before everything went side ways. You cut him off when he's had enough, tell him the truth bluntly, and listen when he needs someone to hear him. || Open - F only
• Other Ideas! Open to connections and suggestions!

_Appearance:

• Height: 6ft 2in
• Hair: ear length, brown wavy thick hair
• Eyes: amber brown
• Body Type: athletic, broad shoulders, narrow waist, toned muscles.
• Clothing Style: Athletic wear, sweats, weathered jeans and brown tones.
  
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• Body Markings: light birthmark on the right side of his chest, scarring from a surgery on his knee

_Personality:

Caleb is a directionless fuckboy. He hides anxiety and fear with humor and charm. His heart silently breaks as he watches others move through life more easily than he does. He can't stand seeing other people do well, jealousy and hatred hitting him like gut punches. He can't help the small sense of satisfaction when others experience the same living hell that he does, nor can he help the guilt that follows.

Beyond the oppressive feeling of worthlessness, Caleb is actually a fairly intelligent and soft person. He likes to hide this behind an idiotic himbo persona he's crafted for himself because it's harder to disappoint if they never expected anything from you to begin with. You're always a winner when the bar is laying on the ground.

Caleb's self-loathing manifests as risk taking and thrill seeking. It's nothing visible, and not usually very public. He drives a little too fast on empty roads, not hoping to crash, but not necessarily caring if he does. He escalates arguments into fights, enjoying the feeling of the pain a few punches to his gut gives him.

He can sometimes be a little pessimistic and callused, especially when it comes to topics of hope and growth. He thinks he's in a hole and there's no amount of struggle that will get him out of it. Fated to end up exactly like his father.

_History:

Caleb grew up the "Star Boy" Quarterback. He was one of the ones that everyone was convinced would escape this place. He was lined up to get that scholarship for his top school, he'd get into the big leagues and he could get his parents out of that damned trailer park. He was a teen filled with all the dreams that came with his affinity for athletics. He liked the way using his body felt and enjoyed the attention it got him. Pines Holler High was his school as far as he was concerned. He learned early on that love came loud and publicly, but only when he was winning.

So, when he first twisted his knee during practice, he ignored it. He even went so far as to hide it. He pushed through with pure adrenaline, letting that carry him through games. He couldn't afford to miss any games, he couldn't afford to slack off or miss work either. His dad lost his job and got put on disability when he was in his Junior year and his mom was a night nurse, so his part time night job at Clarks was part of the family's income too. The pain becomes background noise and he wraps it up tighter, chokes the pain down, finds ways to cope. He started stealing halves of his father's prescription pain meds. Not enough to anyone to notice, but enough to help him take the edge off.

The end of his senior year, he applied for a scholarship for a full ride to the College of his choice and his chances were extremely high. He finally had it, his escape plan, a way out of this shit hole of a town. He would not end up like his father. He'd make something of himself.

So, when the Scouters showed up at one of the games unexpectedly, Caleb locked in. He played one of the best games he'd ever had and was riding a high from the cheers of the crowd. This was it.

And then it happened. He took a hit that normally wouldn't have phased him, sure it would have hurt, but he could tough through it and break through. But his legs wouldn't listen to him. His right knee buckled unnaturally and he felt a sharp pain as he crumpled to the ground. The rest of the night was a blur. Ambulance lights, his mother crying, doctor's shaking their heads, more crying. A week later, after the surgery, he received a letter postponing his scholarship. He felt his dream slip away as the doctors told him that he likely could not continue playing such an intensive sport. His mind drifted, as if he was looking down on himself from above. This couldn't be real. His destiny was not to end up like his father. He was supposed to be somebody.

The rest of his senior year went by quickly. He got angry and took it out on others when it suited him, He got into fights and pushed people buttons. He, quite honestly, barely graduated. Several months later, he started his job at the Lumber Company, which was the only job he could find at the time. He'd have laughed if it didn't hurt so much.

Caleb mellowed out after a while. He was still angry, but it was less intense. He started using humor to cope and hide his pain. He put on a mask that suited him, one that hopefully showed everyone that he was just fine, back to the Caleb they all knew and loved. But, inside he hated himself.

When the Lumber Company shut down, it felt like a gut punch. Now, not even the dead-end job that crippled his father was good enough for him. He swallowed his pride, helped out in the community where he could. He could be an ass, but he wasn't a bastard. He started doing free yardwork for those who had lost their jobs in his spare time. At least, when he wasn't job hunting. He started working at Husker's just a week ago and he's honestly been enjoying himself. He gets to flirt with the girls that come in and the girls that come in bring in more business, a real win-win. Hell, it was less labor intensive than the Parton's. He actually jumps at the chance to load inventory off the truck.

_{Extra Facts // Headcannons:}

• Caleb thinks he couldn't care less about the expansion and growth of Pines Holler. But in reality, he's scared. Scared that the town will outgrow him and even this shit hole will be too good for him. It might be a shit hole but it's his shit hole, dammit.
• Caleb likes to find little ways to help out around the town. Despite himself, he enjoys the attention he gets and it makes him feel better. Might be a selfish reason to do it, but hey. At least he's doing it.
• Caleb is a heavy drinker. He doesn't get shit-faced often, but the comfortable buzz helps his knee stop hurting so damn much.
• His knee never actually fully recovered and he unconsciously likes it that way. He pushes past his limits knowing it fucks with his knee. He hides the limp pretty well these days, but occasionally, on particularly rainy days, it gets pretty bad.
• Caleb absolutely has a pain kink. Fuck him up, sis. (OOC: Nothing intense, please. Happy to discuss!)
• Caleb had a pet dog growing up, but it ran away when he was 13. They never got another one.
• More to come!

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Sir Nikolai Dragos Berova

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Sir Nikolai Dragos Berova . 26 . Male
Sir Nikolai Dragos Berova . 26 . Male

The Wolf loved the Rabbit, and confessed with it's TEETH.

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ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ

Height: 6'4"
Weight: 179 lbs
Eye Color: Amber, bright with charm but shadowed with unease
Hair Length/Texture: Thick and almost always unkempt. Don't tell his servants, but he often messed it up after they would leave, hating the way it looks all proper.
Hair Color: Dark brown to black
Skin Color: Fair Wheat
Facial details(freckles, moles, etc): Scar that runs across the bridge of his nose at a slant. Dark circles under his eyes from poor sleep.
Distinguishing features: Strong eyebrows, sharp jawline. Slightly crooked nose from a fight when he was younger. Smells like leather and smoke.
Clothing Preferences: Nikolai prefers darker colored clothing and tends to wear his clothes much more casually than other men his age, while still keeping to fashion norms. He still cares very much about appearances, but mainly to the opposite sex. Nikolai knows his appeal and runs with it. He very much likes the attention. Loathes wearing white or light clothing and often has a scowl on his face when forced to.

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ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ

Willingness toward friends(1-5): 5 - Friends are invaluable resource and can get you out of some rather dicey situations.
Willingness toward romance(1-5): 5* - While Nikolai can be very guarded in his approach to love, he has no qualms with seeking the warmth of the opposite sex or their company. Getting to know him deeper can be a bit of a challenge, however.

Likes:
- Money
- Women
- Alcohol
- Games/Sports
- Sparring
- Swordplay

Dislikes:
- Writing (Read: terrible at it, chicken scratch)
- Dancing (Read: terrible at it)
- Singing (Read: terrible at it)
- Losing
- Smart-Asses
- Looking Stupid
- Mirrors unsettle him in ways he cannot put to words. Which is odd for a man seemingly so sure of himself.

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Hobbies:
- Women
- Bartending
- Card Games

Main Ambition: Nikolai wants to understand his dreams and uncover his lost time. While he is not a fan of his grandfather's manipulation, he values his duty and does as he is asked.

Personality Summary: Nikolai is a playful, charismatic man who knows how handsome he is and makes a point to use it to his advantage. He is dangerous in the way that ruined men are often dangerous. Playful scandals lick at his heels but his nightmares leave a heavy weight in his eyes. His humor and charm are used as armor to protect himself, keeping others at a comfortable distance. What he lacks in book smarts, he makes up for in his ability to schmooze his way out of trouble. Nikolai can be rather self-destructive as well, taking risks that others might be more caution of. He drinks, gambles, smokes, and otherwise likes to play on the edge of danger. Deep down, he is afraid of what his dreams could mean, of the violence and anger he feels and how easily it comes to him. Still, Nikolai is no true monster, he is especially tender towards women in his life he believes deserve better than him.

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ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

What Kingdom are you from, and what town were you born in?: Varian, Breoven

Current occupation: Knight & most recently Bodyguard for Lady Edwards

Any past occupations?: N/A

Relatives:
Igor Berova - Father [Deceased - Accident]
Katya Berova - Mother [Deceased - Illness]
Dimitrie Berova - Grandfather - A cold calculating man with secrets. Keeps Nikolai leashed.

Skills:
- Swordplay
- Hand to Hand Combat
- Recon/Scouting
- Spying
- Horsemanship

History Summary: Nikolai doesn't remember much of his early childhood. He only remembers vague memories of coming to the house with his grandfather after a long trip when he was 16. Nikolai never lacked for anything, except perhaps affection. There was a small part of him that thought his father genuinely hated him but tried, without much success, to hide it. He'd seen the way his father would look at him from time to time, like he was a disgusting rat running a muck in his home, something unwelcomed and unwanted. Or like something dangerous threatening his way of life. His mother, however was a different story. She was beauty and grace and loved him with everything she had in her. It was usually her protecting him from his grandfather's grasp, though he never knew it at the time. She passed when he was 19, illness. It took a toll on him and his father only got more openly cruel to him.

A little over a year ago, Nikolai's father passed away in a riding accident. It would be hard to say that grief had taken over him, considering how little love he had for the man, but there was certain sadness in never truly knowing why he seemed to hate him so, or if he even did. The fact that he will now never know is something that will haunt him.

Recently, Nikolai has begun having hellish nightmares. They leave him soaked in sweat and occasionally, he's woken to scratches along his arms, likely his own doing. In his dream, he is faced with a hideous beast of a man, his eyes glowing red and his claw like hands drenched slick with blood. Nikolai cowers in the corner, too afraid to move as the monstrous man comes closer. His face is always obscured by his hair, but he can never help but feel a strange familiarity. Who is that man? Why does he feel so.. real? There is a small part of him that wonders if he is that man... He always wakes with horrendous migraines and a hazy memory of his dream.

A week ago, his grandfather sent him a letter. A threat disguised as comfort. "My condolences on the loss of your father, dear Nikolai. However, time is of the essence. You must find a wife within the year or I will be forced to strip you of your title. While you travel to Caesonia, I have been asked by a friend to have you guard their daughter. A recent event has left the family terribly afraid for her wellbeing so I have kindly offered you to be her bodyguard. I expect to hear good things from you soon. Travel safely."

A shackle if he'd ever seen one. He knew his grandfather had plans in mind, a wife he wanted and he would pull any strings he could to get the connections and power he desired. Nikolai was a mere pawn to him. Still, he couldn't very well abandon his family's legacy. And so, the young noble traveled to Caesonia in search of a wife and to protect this young woman.

Questionnaire

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History
Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?: I'd say nurtured? I guess? My mother and the servants, at least, took good care of me.
When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?: It wouldn't be a sanctuary anymore if I told you, would it?
What were you like in your teenage years?: A cheeky little brat. I loved chasing the other girls around in town, and generally got up to some relative mischief. I started to trained to become a Varian Knight when I was 19, so from there my time was rather tied up. I still found ways to get myself in trouble though, don't you fret.
How close are you to your parents?: My mother was a goddess and a saint. My father was a bastard.
Do you have any trauma that haunts you?: I'm not sure.
What advice would you give your younger self?: When Susette says she'll be right back, she's lying. Just go home and forget about her!
Were you an obedient child or defiant?: Depends on the parent.
What is your biggest regret?:I'd argue that I'm too young for regrets. Kinda regret not asking that girl to dance at that one party though. She was pretty. Really pretty.

Romance
Have you ever been in love? :Nah.
What is most important in a partner to you? Describe your dream partner.:I don't know, I'll tell you when I meet her.
How do you display affection? What is your love language? Uh.. I don't know. Touch? I don't really do that kind of shit, honestly.
Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?:Yeah. It was cold and wet. Kind of... awkward, if I'm honest. She was.. interesting. Followed me around like a lost puppy for a month after. Hated it.
Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?:Maybe.
Are you currently crushing on anyone?: Nope. Well, unless you count that girl from Irinaburg who came to visit her wealthy uncle. Lots of interesting juice details from that one.
Do you ever consider having children in the future?:Not really. Like.. I wouldn't hate it, but I've never actually considered it before.

Personality
Describe your ideal Sunday morning:Beer, women, money. Not necessarily in that order.
What kind of person do you aspire to be?:I've never really thought about it before... I guess... someone who accomplishes great things? Does that sound good? Or should I say I aspire to be the greatest womanizer in all the land?
What bad habits do you have?:Women.
If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?:You know this would be a great question to ask someone who had memories of their past.
What is your greatest fear?:Isolation, lose of control, spiders...
What are your pet peeves?: Clingy women.
When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?: Alone, usually. My sour moods usually involve breaking things.
Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?: Fists.

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Pines Holler [Not Accepting]

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Caleb Dalton || 27 || FC: Jacob Rott || #808000 || Former Quarterback who had it all but an injury that he ignored shattered any dreams he had of leaving Pines Holler. He used to work at Parton's where his father had worked before him, but as his shitty luck would have it, even the dead-end job that crippled his father wasn't good enough for him. Themes; Self-Loathing, Class Clown Behavior as a Mask, Risk Taking/Thrill Seeking, etc.

Pines Holler - A Small Town SoL Sandbox RP [NOT Accepting]

Looking at using Jacob Rott as my FC for a jock who had it all but kept ignoring an injury and ended up losing it all and spiraling once he wasn't the "star boy" anymore. Lots of self-destruction, risks, fights, etc.

Pines Holler - A Small Town SoL Sandbox RP [NOT Accepting]

Tentative interest! ♡

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Nora Pawonska

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Nora Pawonska . 21 . Female
Nora Pawonska . 21 . Female

I am the monster you created.

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Height: 5'4"
Weight: 128 lbs
Eye Color: Hazel Brown
Hair Length/Texture: Long and wavy
Hair Color: Umber Brown (appears almost black)
Skin Color: Porcelain with red undertones
Facial details(freckles, moles, etc): Prominent eyebrows and a mole under her right eye
Distinguishing features: Faint tattoo on the back of her hand of a witch symbol, marking her as part of an experiment.
Clothing Preferences: Nora can usually be found wearing long dresses with sleeves that extend down to her wrist very snugly. She tends to favor darker tones and outfits that cover more of her skin.

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ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ

Willingness toward friends(1-5): 4 - Apprehension lurks behind a girl who just wants to be saved. She views most people as the enemy since she's felt betrayed by those who she loved the most dearly. She's half anxiety, half rage.
Willingness toward romance(1-5): 5 - Nora has always dreamed of a prince charming sweeping her off of her feet and saving her. When she was younger, she would draw pictures of little knights saving little princesses. Nowadays, she day dreams about a man who could save her from herself, though she has little faith it could ever happen.

Likes:
☾ Rain
☾ Moonlight
☾ Sweets
☾ Nighttime
☾ Animals

Dislikes:
☾ Thunder
☾ Fire
☾ Fencing
☾ Violence
☾ Ghosts/Supernatural Beings

Sexuality: Heterosexual & Monogamous

Hobbies:
☾ Stargazing
☾ Sewing
☾ Singing
☾ Cooking
☾ Writing

Main Ambition: Nora wants, more than anything, to lead a normal life, free from what she considers a curse and free from her powers. While she wants to uphold her families traditions, as she sees true witchbloods as inherently good, her experience with magic has left her less than inclined to ever use it.

Personality Summary: Nora is a relatively sweet girl. For all the trauma she's endured, she can have a very upbeat attitude from time to time. For the most part, however, she is quiet and observant. She is constantly and always looking for signs that she has offended someone or that they might try something with her. Nora is also quiet anxious and is very easily frightened.

Nora is more likely to look for ways to appease than to argue. When fights break out, she's ducking under a table to hide. A lifetime of trying has killed any desire she had to rebel. Still, there's a certain fire in her eyes and you can usually tell at a glance that deep down, she wants to unleash all sorts of hell upon those who would cross her.

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ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

What Kingdom are you from, and what town were you born in?: Varian, Irinaburg

Current occupation: Daughter to the Count Sven Pawonska

Any past occupations?: None

Relatives:
Count Sven Pawonska
Countess Kasia Pawonska
Elena Pawonska
Magnus Pawonska

Skills:
☾ Fencing
☾ Horseriding
☾ Singing
☾ Archery
☾ Magic

History Summary:

Nora grew up in a loving, if not a little mysterious, home. Growing up, Nora was the picture of naivety and bliss. She would blab to anyone who would listen and loved to meet new people. If something bad happened, she often didn't even realize it was bad. One day, her mother forgot to check on her and she'd gotten lost in the forest. 12 hours later, she wandered back home just as happy as could be. Her mother, other the other hand...

When Nora was old enough to pick up a sword, she was trained by her father. Every day held some sort of combat training for her and her siblings. Nora never cared much for it, but she loved the chance to spend time with her father and expel some of that pent up energy she held inside. She grew to love fencing, swordplay, archery, and horseriding.

When Nora was old enough to understand, her father introduced her and her siblings to their ancestry and the artifact they would have to defend. Nora, at this point, was excited. In her mind, it was a way to prove her worth and she felt proud to have this duty. She studied diligently and practiced fervently, all as a means to prove that she was needed, she could be of use. The idea of that brought her immense satisfaction.

One year, however, while she was out with her siblings, they had spotted a group of children crying. One of them had dropped their teddy bear. Nora, wanting to dry their tears, cast a spell to project little twinkling lights to distract the children while her brother, Magnus, jumped in after the teddy bear. She kicked at her brother to dry the doll as best he would before they presented it back to the children. They were thrilled to bits at the return of their stuffed friend. The siblings all left feeling all the world like little heros.

It was a few days later, when their father Sven was explaining that Nora would be leaving for a time. Nora and Elena sobbed, trying to explain the situation while their father spoke. But there was no backing out of this. Nora would spend some time at the Asylum in Caesonia and receive treatment. When she returned, they would work on her decision making skills.

And so, Nora left, still sobbing uncontrollably as she watched her siblings fade from view as the carriage took her away. It was a rough ride and Nora continued crying for at least another hour before going silent altogether.

The first few days at the Asylum were... manageable. Nora refused to speak to anyone, always keeping her head down and her hands firmly clasped in her lap. It wasn't until she met the doctor that things truly started to go down hill.

To this day, Nora refuses to speak of what happened to her at the Asylum but it was very clear to any who knew her that she had changed. Where there had been spark of life before, now was fear and loathing. The only people she spoke candidly to were her siblings. They knew everything that had happened to her. She grew to hate her parents and the life she had been given. She grew to hate anyone that wasn't one of her two siblings. Anyone could be an enemy. Anyone.

Familiar - Nox

Questionnaire

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History
Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?: Depends on your definition.
When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?: The forest, I used to pretend I was a Princess lost in the woods and that someone would come save me. No one ever did.
What were you like in your teenage years?:I'm not sure anymore.
How close are you to your parents?:I don't wish death on them, but the less I see them, the better. I do not trust them.
Do you have any trauma that haunts you?:Yes.
What advice would you give your younger self?:Run.
Were you an obedient child or defiant?:Obedient. I wanted nothing more than to be of use to someone. I suppose I still do.
What is your biggest regret?:What regret can a child have at the hands of their parents' actions? I have no regrets.

Romance
Have you ever been in love? :Do storybook characters count?
What is most important in a partner to you? Describe your dream partner.:The prince in my head is tall, strong and capable. He sweeps me off of my feet and protects me. He keeps me close and guides me. He would never be scared of me or fear my powers. He would see all of my faults and love me still.
How do you display affection? What is your love language?:I.. don't know.
Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?:No.
Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?:Of course I do!
Are you currently crushing on anyone?:...I've always had a crush on the stable boy that worked with our horses. He still works for us, but I don't think he can look at me the same way...
Do you ever consider having children in the future?:I don't know. Yes, but no. I guess... It's just complicated.

Personality
Describe your ideal Sunday morning:Sleeping the morning away, my sister curled up with me.
What kind of person do you aspire to be?:I just want to be useful, helpful, kind, loved.
What bad habits do you have?:If you asked Magnus, I spend too long in the bath. If you asked Elena, I'm a raging kleptomaniac who keeps stealing her clothes (which is true). But me? I'm flawless. I don't know what you could ever mean...
If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?:What change can a child make against their parent's choice? What power did I have? What agency was I afforded? I refuse to regret helping those children. I refuse to regret doing good.
What is your greatest fear?:Death.
What are your pet peeves?: I have a sensitive nose, so I can't stand foul smells or strong odors. I don't like it when people talk about ghosts, I hate them!
When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?: Depends on the others. If I trust you, then I'd not mind being with you. If I don't know you, I'd much rather find a small dark space to hide in.
Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?: ...neither? I'm more of a run away kind of girl.

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The checks are meets it beats it, so it means either has the opportunity to make the check. Higher checks are usually more pivotal things, and I'd withhold that information. But by that logic yes people can fail checks when they attempt them. It would then be my role to write the failure and what that results in.

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Perfect! Makes sense to me! Thank you!

I'll wait for further instruction ~