Xhala

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Just standing there, waiting for her clerk to finish his business she started to feel uneasy. With a sigh of defeat she went over to the bar, moving her slender body through the crowd as she tried not to bump too many with her bag that dangled happiply from her shoulder. Maybe she should have brought a smaller one . . . Then again, she never new what her clerk would have for her. She sat down between a woman who was picking at her fish and chips and seemingly didn‘t enjoy it much and a man with a small beard and dark eyes who just looked like plain trouble. Well, she‘d have to wait a while for the time being. Bending over the counter she waved for the bartender who came rushing by. With a smile she gave up her order: „Hello! I‘d like a large glass of water, please.“ Her voice was soft and barely carried over the noise of her surroundings. The man ogled at her. „Pardon, Missy?“ She sighed, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. „A GLASS OF WATER!“ she almost shouted. The man started laughing. „We don‘t serve no water here!“ Disbelief and frustration played in her features. Was the guy serious?!

When the bartender went away without another word Eyja almost collapsed onto the bar chair. She had been defeated because of a glass of water . . . How ludicrous! She looked over to the table of the man she was waiting for. He was still in deep conversation. At least she had a place to sit. Her gaze wandered to the woman. She smiled friendly before continuing her scan through the crowd. A little nervous she started playing with her pendant. The man next to her seemed somewhat . . . off . . . She couldn‘t quite grasp it. Perhaps it was just the heat in the room or the sound level surrounding her. Maybe it even just was hunger. She‘d had nothing since breakfast and she wouldn‘t be home for another few hours. Maybe she should get something here. The thought lingered for a moment before she shook her head. No, if she asked for a salad the man would probably throw her out entirely!

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The day had been like any other. Eyja had woken in her small bedroom, greeted Calfer and enjoyed her morning cup of peppermint tea with some linseed crackers and dried fruit. Afterwards she had gone to work in her shop until she closed for the day. Having a daily routine that had nothing to do with cleansing rituals and meditation circles was a blessing to the young witch. Of course she still practised her beliefs, just not to the extent of what was normal with her couvern. As she sold some dried camomile she thought of her sisters and a yearning came to her heart. She'd have to visit them soon.

Calfer sat on his perch in her shop and softly cooed when they were alone. She went over to stroke his head. “I think I'm going out tonight.” Eyja told the owl. “I still need to get my hands on some Doxy eggs.” The owl cooed again, ruffling it's feathers. She sighed. “You know I can't take you with me. People would notice! And you know we're not supposed to reveal ourselves to ordinary humans.” A snap of the beak was her answer. “I'll be careful. Take good care of the house now!” The bird turned it's head to one side, planely ignoring her. This made the young witch leave with a smile. Calfer was far too worried! What on earth could happen with the Order around?

Making her way through London she sat in the bus, staring at all the buildings it passed. At first she had been intimidated by the city, but now that she had grown accustomed to it it didn't frighten her any more. The enclosure had become more of a comfort to her, securing her from the wolrds dreads. Ironic, somehow. Other people didn't feel at ease in the noise, dirt and hectic of the city. Yet for Eyja it had become a home she felt safe in.

The bus stopped in front of a bakery and the witch got off, continuing her small journey by foot. The further she went, the quieter everything was. Then she had reached her destination and entered the Abandoned Bar. Now, where was her usual clerk whom she got exquisite and rare ingredients from? Looking around she stayed near the entrance, trying to spy through the crowd, her long hair dancing around her shoulders like liquid fire, bright in contrast to her dark clothing and pale face. Finally she found the man who was sitting at a table, deep in conversation with another. Perhaps she'd wait a bit . . .

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Will there be a posting order?

After the End

@LouLou@PhoenixWhite@Zaresto@The Narrator

T.T
It would be soooooo sad for this to just die . . .

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Eyja

Name: Eyja

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Equipment:
Grimoire, a collection of spells, potions and rituals inherent to her spritual guardian, Calfer. Should she loose the owl her knowledge of these things would be lost and could only be recovered with the help of her couvern.

Personality:
Eyja is gentle soul. She is peaceful and quiet and tends to drift off into visions . Her bond with the spiritual world is natural to her, without she wouldn't know what to do. In her couvern she was known for her potions and ointments against all kinds of ill-beeing.

Her mental leader is the owl that stands for justice, intuition and an inquisitive soul and provides guidance on her spiritual endeavours.
In times of danger or gerat trial the bear will come to her in her dreams, granting her the gifts of patience and strength – in these times she is a true practitioner of her art.
Eyja has also witnessed the wolf in her dreams, an animal that symbolizes community, adaptability and sensitivity.

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Abilities:

Potion brewing
The witch was taught in the art of potion brewing by her couvern. She specialized in healing ointments and potions of all kinds. The preparation takes time, though, which means she regularly stocks up on them, taking a weekend or two to brew everything.

Elemental magic
By using her grimoire Eyja is able to control the elements to a small degree. Following the teachings of her couvern she uses her spells only for defensive or healing purposes. When not near her spiritual guardian she uses a small pendant with a pentagram carved into it to help her control the elements and form them to her will. The pendant was made for her in a long ritual that involved half of her sisters and mothers. Due to her young age her control is limited but will grow as she gathers more experience.

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History:
Eyja was raised in the couvern, by the couvern. Her mother, a witch herself, died shortly after the birth of her daughter. However the community of wiccan sisters took the sibling in as their own and raised her to be a great witch. With her powers and abilities trained thus she developed a natural association with the heavenly realm which allowed her to receive visions. However, these visions seldom show the future, they are bound to the past like the spirits sending them. Eyja could relive lifetimes of memories from these souls. Her sensibility to these visions is the strongest when she is resting.

When she turned eighteen her sisters sent her out into the woods for a night beneath the stars. There she met Calfer, her companion ever since. The owl found the girl as she was watching the heavens, lost in a vision of how this place used to look. As she awakened the animal sat beside her and looked at her. It followed her back to her home where her sisters rejoiced for she had found her power animal. He guides her in her ways and moralities and helps her retrieve her grimoire from the sheltered place within her soul. The grimoire is essential to her spell casting since she wouldn't be able to practice magic without a ritual otherwise. Eyja doesn't practice her magical abilities unless she has to.

Having been brought up in a secluded abbey that serves as home to the couvern Eyja decided she wanted to see the outside world. She moved to London where she opened a small tee and herb shop called 'Berula', the Latin word for herb. Lucky enough to have found a small house for rent she lives above her shop. She has been living here for a two years now, enjoying the freedom of independency, though missing her sisters and mother who she visits once a year.

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@Xhala Accepted Very Nice. :)

@Nytefall

Yay! I'll just take the liberty of posting it in the characters section. :D

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You have a clairvoyants ability in your list of abilities. May i suggest just having her as an elementalist to better min max her power set. Water manipulation can be useful when making potions. Instant bunsen burner in your hand with fire. Wind control is already one of your powers. Then earth well you can make yourself some cool statues.

@Nytefall

I edited the CS with your advice in mind. I hope it's ok now.
If there are anymore questions or unclarities, just let me know, I'm sure we'll figure it out ;)

Eyja

Name: Eyja

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Equipment:
Grimoire, a collection of spells, potions and rituals inherent to her spritual guardian, Calfer. Should she loose the owl her knowledge of these things would be lost and could only be recovered with the help of her couvern.

Personality:
Eyja is gentle soul. She is peaceful and quiet and tends to drift off into visions . Her bond with the spiritual world is natural to her, without she wouldn't know what to do. In her couvern she was known for her potions and ointments against all kinds of ill-beeing.

Her mental leader is the owl that stands for justice, intuition and an inquisitive soul and provides guidance on her spiritual endeavours.
In times of danger or gerat trial the bear will come to her in her dreams, granting her the gifts of patience and strength – in these times she is a true practitioner of her art.
Eyja has also witnessed the wolf in her dreams, an animal that symbolizes community, adaptability and sensitivity.

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Abilities:

Potion brewing
The witch was taught in the art of potion brewing by her couvern. She specialized in healing ointments and potions of all kinds. The preparation takes time, though, which means she regularly stocks up on them, taking a weekend or two to brew everything.

Elemental magic
By using her grimoire Eyja is able to control the elements to a small degree. Following the teachings of her couvern she uses her spells only for defensive or healing purposes. When not near her spiritual guardian she uses a small pendant with a pentagram carved into it to help her control the elements and form them to her will. The pendant was made for her in a long ritual that involved half of her sisters and mothers. Due to her young age her control is limited but will grow as she gathers more experience.

---

History:
Eyja was raised in the couvern, by the couvern. Her mother, a witch herself, died shortly after the birth of her daughter. However the community of wiccan sisters took the sibling in as their own and raised her to be a great witch. With her powers and abilities trained thus she developed a natural association with the heavenly realm which allowed her to receive visions. However, these visions seldom show the future, they are bound to the past like the spirits sending them. Eyja could relive lifetimes of memories from these souls. Her sensibility to these visions is the strongest when she is resting.

When she turned eighteen her sisters sent her out into the woods for a night beneath the stars. There she met Calfer, her companion ever since. The owl found the girl as she was watching the heavens, lost in a vision of how this place used to look. As she awakened the animal sat beside her and looked at her. It followed her back to her home where her sisters rejoiced for she had found her power animal. He guides her in her ways and moralities and helps her retrieve her grimoire from the sheltered place within her soul. The grimoire is essential to her spell casting since she wouldn't be able to practice magic without a ritual otherwise. Eyja doesn't practice her magical abilities unless she has to.

Having been brought up in a secluded abbey that serves as home to the couvern Eyja decided she wanted to see the outside world. She moved to London where she opened a small tee and herb shop called 'Berula', the Latin word for herb. Lucky enough to have found a small house for rent she lives above her shop. She has been living here for a two years now, enjoying the freedom of independency, though missing her sisters and mother who she visits once a year.

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Eyja

Name: Eyja

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Equipment:
Grimoire, a collection of spells, potions and rituals inherent to her spritual guardian, Calfer. Should she loose the owl her knowledge of these things would be lost and could only be recovered with the help of her couvern.

Personality:
Eyja is gentle soul. She is peaceful and quiet and tends to drift off into visions . Her bond with the spiritual world is natural to her, without she wouldn't know what to do. In her couvern she was known for her potions and ointments against all kinds of ill-beeing.

Her mental leader is the owl that stands for justice, intuition and an inquisitive soul and provides guidance on her spiritual endeavours.
In times of danger or gerat trial the bear will come to her in her dreams, granting her the gifts of patience and strength – in these times she is a true practitioner of her art.
Eyja has also witnessed the wolf in her dreams, an animal that symbolizes community, adaptability and sensitivity.

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Abilities:

Visions of the past
Eyja sometimes gets visions sent to her from the spiritual world. In her dreams or daydreams she might glimpse the world of the past, be witness to a long forgotten memory or fell the emotions of another who once stood in her place.

Potion brewing
The witch was taught in the art of potion brewing by her couvern. She specialized in healing ointments and potions of all kinds. The preparation takes time, though, which means she regularly stocks up on them, taking a weekend or two to brew everything.

Wind magic
By using her grimoire Eyja is able to control the wind to a small degree, letting a breeze flit into a different direction or magnifying it to deflect or distract potential attackers. Due to her young age her control is limited but will grow as she gathers more experience.

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History:
Eyja was raised in the couvern, by the couvern. Her mother, a witch herself, died shortly after the birth of her daughter. However the community of wiccan sisters took the sibling in as their own and raised her to be a great witch. With her powers and abilities trained thus she developed a natural association with the heavenly realm which allowed her to receive visions. However, these visions seldom show the future, they are bound to the past like the spirits sending them. Eyja could relive lifetimes of memories from these souls. Her sensibility to these visions is the strongest when she is resting.

When she turned eighteen her sisters sent her out into the woods for a night beneath the stars. There she met Calfer, her companion ever since. The owl found the girl as she was watching the heavens, lost in a vision of how this place used to look. As she awakened the animal sat beside her and looked at her. It followed her back to her home where her sisters rejoiced for she had found her power animal. He guides her in her ways and moralities and helps her retrieve her grimoire from the sheltered place within her soul. The grimoire is essential to her spell casting since she wouldn't be able to practice magic without a ritual otherwise. Eyja doesn't practice her magical abilities unless she has to.

Having been brought up in a secluded abbey that serves as home to the couvern Eyja decided she wanted to see the outside world. She moved to London where she opened a small tee and herb shop called 'Berula', the Latin word for herb. Lucky enough to have found a small house for rent she lives above her shop. She has been living here for a two years now, enjoying the freedom of independency, though missing her sisters and mother who she visits once a year.

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@TheDookieNut Don't worry too much about it, ok? No stress! I can wait :)

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@Nytefall Is my CS accepted then?