Iracebeth

꧁✧𝒯𝒽ℯ ℒ𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒱𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓇ℯ ℋ𝓊𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇✧꧂

@FlingedSo glad you are interested! By young, think newer vampire, so anywhere from just turned to 100 years old. And you can have up to 7 skills and/or abilities!

Hermes Powder - The Strangest Academy in Existence

“Ophelia.” She says simply, holding out a hand. There was something about this guy, how he talked, how he interacted with Daria, something was off about him. Ophelia thought of it as like a game. A game her father taught her. Dissect and figure people out. She would figure out everything about these two before they could blink, she is determined to do so.

꧁✧𝒯𝒽ℯ ℒ𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒱𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓇ℯ ℋ𝓊𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇✧꧂

@Veilsight100%! I made a character template if you need it so feel free to make your character!

꧁✧𝒯𝒽ℯ ℒ𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒱𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓇ℯ ℋ𝓊𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇✧꧂

@erikhWell this would be really chill so I implore you to join if you’re interested! You can definitely be the human, if you want to make a character then you are more than welcome!

Hermes Powder - The Strangest Academy in Existence

Ophelia watches the interaction between the two with interest. She had never seen anything like this before. Did this man put a spell on Daria? He got close to her quickly, although her new friend didn’t exactly seem to mind it. Silas…huh, so that’s his name. Well, in any case, she studies their body language, simply watching to see how this plays out

Hermes Powder - The Strangest Academy in Existence

Yeah sorry I’m getting my characters mixed up, yes I did

Hermes Powder - The Strangest Academy in Existence

Ophelia pauses from where she was about to walk, hearing a new voice. Two people in one day, totally a recorded for her. She turns back around, seeing a boy now. She observes him carefully, the red tint on his face isn’t sunburn, it looked like the wind had blown to harshly against it, but there wasn’t much wind today, he must have been doing something strenuous, like running prehaps? She didn’t know, maybe it didn’t matter. “Well it’s alright…” she says lightly, her voice similar to that of golden honey, the accent of her origin ever present.

She notices Darias light blush, raising an eyebrow in confusion at it but saying nothing, looking back to the boy, “And you are…?”

Hermes Powder - The Strangest Academy in Existence

“Oh, well good, neither have I.” Ophelia nods, turning back to look at the school. “I’m going to find the headmaster,” she decides out loud, “let me know if you wish to join me.” She says over her shoulder to Dahlia before she begins walking, her posture practiced and perfect. When she lived with her parents, before she escaped, posture was a constant lesson Ophelia would be taught, and it was consistently a reminder of how she still seemed to be in their control, even with them dead.

Hermes Powder - The Strangest Academy in Existence

Ophelia smiles lightly, quietly congratulating herself in her head for officially meeting her first potential friend, basically ever. “Well, Daria who is 17, I’m assuming you were also invited to this…school? It is a school, yes?” She asks for clarification, tilting her head, her dark hair shifting with the movement, loose strands still not a culturally common sight.

Hermes Powder - The Strangest Academy in Existence

Ophelia seems to visibly relax a bit, entertained by the young girls seeming nervousness. “It’s nice to meet to Daria. I’m Ophelia.” She hums, holding out a hand to the young girl for her to shake. It seems to be custom that when meeting new people, they always shake hands, so that is what she will do. Keep up some kind gesture of what she assumed was good will