Elsie Sallow

Female

Little witch, the One and Only

Tritagonist

17

Green (Completely black along with her sclera when using magic)

Falls to the middle of her back with a fringe. It is slightly wavy and frizzy but she can style it if the occasion calls for it to be.

Very pale blonde

5'7

Freckles along her nose and cheeks

Slender if slightly underweight with small, petite features

Ghostly pale

Caucasian

Seduction, usually doesn't care a curse what people think of her, seeing things other people don't, for someone who was isolated most of her life she is very emotionally intelligent and good with people making it easy to like her, not necessarily a talent but despite growing up with a demon and moving in with people with a variety of issues she manages to be kind and compassionate.

Has a lazy and uninterested pose normally but can also be quite feminine and seductive depending on her mood or the situation. Sometimes has to shut her eyes and clench her fist when the voice gets too loud. Picks things up with her feet. Twirls her hair. Very often stares into space. Can be caught quietly talking to herself if she zones out.

To have a good time, to make valuable memories, combat against the darkness within her, to remember her past.

Isn't particularly intelligent, loose sexual morals, party-animal, reckless, naive, unstable, low self-esteem, prone to depressive episodes, unreliable memory

Has a strong vendetta against demons for ruining her life, also has a natural stigma against virgins

One-night stands, partying, drinking, isn't shy from calling people out or telling it like it is but she's nicer about it than most people, offering surprisingly sound life advice, reading

Mysterious, striking and often quite stoic. She seems like a typical party girl but underneath is a damaged but compassionate individual.

Fruit roll-ups

Cats

Her honeyed words, the quasi sentient darkness inside her gives her a natural affinity with dark magic which isn't something she particularly likes using however, (in the words of Cersei) the one between her legs.

Her mother's hairbrush

Purple

Adventurer, one time she unwittingly prostituted herself for pizza if that counts

Bohemian (if that counts as politics) generally she's just in it for a good time

She gave up on religion long ago

Private tutors, self educated

Showing up one day at the group's doorstep, dishevelled, drained and with no memory, they took her in with no where else to go, especially when she reveals her dark powers which would provide useful to a group of bounty hunters.

November 10th