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Started April 04, 2018 by Deleted user

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Name: Raven Wolf
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Personality: Brave, kind, sassy, cynical, artistic, inventive, intelligent.
Backstory: Lived in the forest for most of her life, her parents burned at the stake when she was 12. She now helps free those who are captured for their powers.
Power: Able to speak to animals, heal, fly, and manipulate the elements (Air, Earth, Water, Fire, Weather) and feel peoples emotions and read their minds, and do telepathic conversations with others, magic in general.
Looks: (Below)

(This looks good but maybe that’s a bit overpowered?)

(Sorry, forgot to mention there's a drawback to her powers: With magic, it's spells and wands, and she can't use her element powers without going into a coma if she over-uses them, like something big, such as moving a mountain, would severly injure her, whereas tiny clouds would make her sleepy over time.)

Name: Raven Wolf
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Personality: Brave, kind, sassy, cynical, artistic, inventive, intelligent.
Backstory: Lived in the forest for most of her life, her parents burned at the stake when she was 12. She now helps free those who are captured for their powers.
Power: Able to speak to animals, heal, fly, and manipulate the elements (Air, Earth, Water, Fire, Weather) and feel peoples emotions and read their minds, and do telepathic conversations with others, magic in general.
Looks: (Below)

(This looks good but maybe that’s a bit overpowered?)

(Sorry, forgot to mention there's a drawback to her powers: With magic, it's spells and wands, and she can't use her element powers without going into a coma if she over-uses them, like something big, such as moving a mountain, would severly injure her, whereas tiny clouds would make her sleepy over time.)

(Alright..)

(Name: Rebecca amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) Tulia (Everyone calls her Becca though)
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Quiet, shy, friendly, caring, knows more than she lets on, kind of awkward with people she doesn't know
Appearance: Dark magenta hair that goes to her ribcage, which is in small and kind of messy curls, dark brown oak eyes, tan, slim, fit. (She's Cherokee)
Backstory: Will be developed more during the story to fit the story. But she has a turquoise dragon with purple eyes named Beni who can change her size.(i.e. can go from being the size of a mouse to the size of an elephant) And lives with her grandfather. She is one of the Marked. (The magenta hair gives it away)
Power (If they have that): She has absorbable brown eagle wings, can talk to animals, and has telekinesis.
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Good??))

She nodded. "Don't forget the eyes." Riann motioned towards them. Even now they seemed to be shifting to different shades of blue in the sunlight.

“Good luck to us if we decide to go,” she laughed.

Thatcher jogged through the slums, strands of his hair blowing into his eyes. He pushed them out of the way and eventually was out of the slums, now towards where more of the rich estates were. He usually bartered his services there, though he didn’t end up making many offers. Mostly, as soon as people saw he was marked, they slammed the door in his face. He jogged up to a nicer place, but was met with a gate. Carelessly, he hoisted himself up, climbing up and over the gate. He jogged up the front path before he got to the front door and knocked, waiting.

Becca sat on her bed, rubbing her injured knee. Beni gave a little sigh and wiggled under her arm. It hurt so much. Just because she was Marked did it really mean that she should get slammed into a wall for it? She was just glad that the resistance had a base so she could feel safe falling asleep.

"I'm the marked princess. . ." She sighed, fiddling with the buttons on her jacket. "They'll just cover up the streak in my hair and probably put some powder in yours."

( sorry, I haven't been on for a while. Everyone's rp characters look great )

(It’s all good! Glad to have you back.)

A young maid opened the door, but frowned when she saw his eyes and hair. “Ma’am,” she called, “there’s a marked man at the door!l

Thatcher’s polite expression almost faltered. Not man, but a marked man. He resisted the urge to frown as he fiddled with his gloves.

( is thatcher at the gates? )

(Yeah, I’m just trying to get him introduced to the other characters.)

She heard the call and walked towards the gates, frowning at the maid's comment. Riann was marked too, and there was no point in calling people that. She made it towards the door, her deep blue eyes changing colors as she looked at the man.
"And, who is this?" Riann asked.

Thatcher cleared his throat, but was noticeably taken aback at her appearance. She was marked too? He thought all marked people were usually on the streets.. he smiled politely at the woman, though, not wanting to bring it up. “My name is Thatcher Wain, and I would like to offer my services for food or money,” he said.

Raven walked through the city, hood over her head, bow in hand.

Riann nodded slowly, still studying Thatcher. "Of course, follow me." She motioned for him to step into the palace. The maid had already began to walk down the hall, probably going to find Riann's brother or father. Great. . . She sighed, glancing towards the man. They already had many maids and servants, but all of them were scared of her. It would be nice for once to have someone like herself.

“Thank you, ma’am,” Thatcher said, stepping inside. He looked around, still amazed of how a marked person could have so much. Her family must be very accepting, he thought. He looked back at the woman with a smile. “You have a lovely home.”

"Thank you." She nodded, looking out into the halls. "It's a little much for me. . . I would rather use it on something useful. " Riann mumbled.

“Oh?” Thatcher raised an eyebrow at her in question, glancing down only to adjust his gloves.