◆ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ(s)/Aʟɪᴀs(ᴇs): Vic, Gridley, Vicky (hates it btw)
◆ Aɢᴇ: 27
◆ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
◆ Rᴀᴄᴇ: Human
◆ Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: October 21th
◆ Oʀɪɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Freyedge, Osmetesh
╠ ᴅ ᴇ ᴛ ᴀ ɪ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ / Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs:A black snake enveloping a red flower. Located on his back, this was a common punishment in jail for those guilty of the crime of treachery and murder. The design is not pretty, and neither is it's meaning. The mark stands out whenever it's exposed. Tatoo
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss: Claustrophobic
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: Good aim, good with knives at close combat.
◆ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5ft,10inch
◆ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 71 kg
◆ Pʜʏsɪǫᴜᴇ: Athletic.
◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Dirty Blonde
◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Dark blue
◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:Straight
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single
◆ Lɪᴋᴇs: ✓ Money ✓ Power ✓ Spicy food.
◆ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: ✗ Bitter food ✗ Confined spaces ✗ Being cornered. ( physically or verbally)
╠ sᴋɪʟʟs / ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs / ᴇᴛᴄ. x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:Hunter, Marksman Mercenary
◆ Sᴋɪʟʟ(s): Proficient Marskmanship with rifles and pistols on long distances, knives and daggers at short distances.
Listen while reading Victor was always a greedy boy ever since kid. The shine of objects attracted him, often waltzing him dangerously through the path of thievery. But, as his parents were held in high regards, there was still something of good in him. Yet no shine was as dangerous as the one who brought him into the dark. The shine on the velvet eyes of Caronline, a witch.
Caroline arrived shortly after, a summer, as autumn took over Freyedge, the orange leaves would only compliment her beautifully brown hair, her peachy skin. Yet her eyes were like rubies, his favorite stone. Victor had fallen in love. Before he ever realized what struck him. He began following Caroline around. It seemed Caronline and her family were posing as humans. Hiding among mortals since they had issues with the magic kingdom from Mellow land.
Victor became more, and more infatuated with every week that passed, the wind on her face, making her hair dance, the softest lips he ever witnessed take on an apple with such flair that made his heart race.
Still, there was no one on Freyedge more stubborn than Victor, for his soul was greedy, and was swoon by the beauty of Caroline's eyes. It didn't seem like it would harm anyone. surprisingly enough, Victor overcame the spell, so their parents had no choice but to approve, not wanting to raise any suspicion. However, as seasons passed by. Caroline became more elusive, as if she knew he would propose any moment soon. And cleverly found her way out before words could come out of his lips. Such frustrating yet challenging activity.
At last, she was set up. And the question was asked. "Will you marry me?" Asked Victor, much to Caroline's awe. The witch observed the boy, while sharing the same age, her wisdom was probably twice as his. So she proposed something. Find me the talisman of the elders. If you bring it to me, I shall give you not only my hand, but my heart as well. And so, Victor carried on, looking for this object of great value for her beloved. Yet, it was hidden so well, that no earnest person could ever get to it. That was Caroline's mistake... playing and putting her faith on what was left of Victor's pure heart.
A huntsman like his father, He tracked people. Made interrogations, but months passed with no answers. Yet, as he stalked people, knew they were lying... and just like that, the hunter became more sinister. Squeezing every bit of truth, by force, gold... or blood.
Everything was perfect, the man was out, and the wife had just left for the groceries. Yet he knew he had little time.
As he tracked, according to the information he took from one of the servants he assaulted weeks ago, the talisman was supposed to be on a special room, next to the couple's. But as he entered, he discovered something he had not expected. A young kid. Holding that talisman around his neck. The boy was frightened, he didn't knew who he was but remained silent, fearful of that mask that Victor wore. Victor thought awfully quick, playing as an entertaining buffon for the boy not to call out for help. The jester entertained the boy, enough for him not to realize the talisman being taken from him. but the moment he left the room. And walked downstairs, the wife was back and spotted him. He froze. He could see her, she was about to scream. witches were scary and had to be dealth with swiftly or he would be done for... he thought it all poorly, and without hesitation, the pistol flew swiftly and the trigger was pulled. the thunderous noise would haunt the halls. And just happened to be minutes before the father arrived. Alarmed, he casted a spell which almost hit Victor should he had not spot his shadow as the man entered the mansion. A second pistol took its shot, with a deadly aim.
Everything was over... he had to get out, his legs moved poorly. But made safely his way past the corpses, just a few more steps and he would be out... just a few more steps.... "Daddy?" Called the little boy. Victor froze solid, slowly turning over his shoulder to spot the boy trying to reach out for them. "Nononononono..." Cooed Victor, picking up the boy, and carrying him upstairs. "There's cloudy weather, you might get a cold. Good children should stay at home." Chanted with a sweet, warm and charming voice. How could the little boy know, the horror that had been unfold.
He took the boy, back into the room. played with him a little, even sang a song. Put him onto bed, wait for him to fall asleep. And with that same cold heart, bid farewell with a warm voice.
He was taken to jail, heartbroken, humiliated. Giving his last step to fell down a path he should had never had walked.
Years passed, and one day, there's a break out. only 4 years later. He was still young. early 20s. But the library and the town's records were burned down on a mysterious fire. And just like ashes and smokes, Victor disappeared.
Changing his name to Victor Von Gridley, the boy who once fell for Caroline's eyes, Fred Dawson, was no more. Only Mr. Gridley, a man who may kill any man or women you want dead... for the right price.
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s): ❥ ❥ ❥
✖ ✖ ✖
◆ Gᴏᴀʟ(s)/Aᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ(s): To become filthy rich and overcome the demons of his past.
◆ Oᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Caroline's parents harbored demons on their properties back at the witch kingdom, allowing the demons to eventually take over a city, and so, prepare for the atrocious act we've come to know nowadays.
◆ Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ Iᴛᴇᴍs: plus a blade of his personal creation.
╠ ʙ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ɢ ʀ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: With a curious mind and a thirst for knowledge, Ryan will pursue his goals and ambitions to the ends of time. Usually self centered, mostly because he keeps thinking on how could he improve X or Y thing. Daydreams often but seems to be capable of navigating just fine while on this state. Blunt yet with an honest heart. Cold on the exterior, a little to proud for his own good yet one of the warmest persons you've ever met once you get to know him.
◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: Born in Silverbeech, O'Connor spent most of his life within the war institute, in which he trained along other young cadets, yet it seemed his brains were more than his natural brawn which led him to pursue an academic career within the army. Still, not giving up on his dream to be a force to be recon with, he studied the physics in combat. While marskmanship proved to be a fitting role for him, he wished to fight alongside his fellow comrades, and so he studied swordsmanship instead. Compensating his lack of muscle with tactical maneuvering and understanding of close range combats.
With his degree he developed machines of war that could potentially take on long distance fights, yet he only did so to get more funds to keep his sword lessons.
After his service was over at his late 20's he returned to silverbeech, wondering what to do now that the war was over for him. Given his love for swordsmanship he began a blacksmith shop in which he applied his knowledge in order to elaborate his own blacksmanship style and alloys.
Now that war had been declared, he decided to put his skills into good use. And ventured out to explore what this new crisis had to offer.
◆ Gᴏᴀʟ(s)/Aᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ(s): To be famous, maybe get himelf a manor or two. To open up his own university with the purpose of explore in depth more of the wonders of thermodynamic applications to bring the steam engine into a new era.
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss: Emotionally fragile, Socially awkward and impulsive.
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: Can develop a strong will if raised properly, organized, dependable, quite handy even without her powers.
◆ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5ft 2inches
◆ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 52.4 kg
◆ Pʜʏsɪǫᴜᴇ: Well endowed
◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Pink
◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Blue
◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Straight
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single
◆ Lɪᴋᴇs: ✓ Caramell cake ✓ Puzzles ✓ Cooking
◆ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: ✗ Her powers ✗ Chili ✗
╠ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs / sᴋɪʟʟs / ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs / ᴇᴛᴄ. x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Sᴛᴜᴅʏ/Dᴇɢʀᴇᴇ(s): Witchcraft and Business.
◆ Mᴀɢɪᴄ Tʏᴘᴇ: Sacrificial Magic: Nowadays known by The name of blood magic comes from the most common medium used within this type of magic which is Blood. Yet, this sort of magic may use many materials, as long as they are taken from living beings. This leads to treat this magic carefully not to fell into one of the many taboos within witch society. Yet the more substance in the medium, the stronger the magic becomes. For instance, saliva, a typical ingredient used, is stronger than a strand of hair. And so is blood stronger than hair or saliva. Or flesh than blood. A full body is one of the strongest materials.
◆ Sᴋɪʟʟ(s):
Familiar Transmutation: One of the once called taboo arts is now in service of the community, allowing her to take living beings as sacrifice for her magic to do what it was thought impossible ages ago. Transmutate a living being into a familiar. Commonly reserved for terminal patients who wish to live on or be of service to the witch society, or to criminals to strip them from their powers until they fulfill their sentence. This now handy application was one of the strongest assets that brought Hannah into the academy.
Ice blast After using the medium of sacrifice, it's consumed allowing Hannah to summon an explosive blast at low temperature freezing the area affected. The higher the quality of the offering, the stronger the blast and freezing force it would be.
Nova blast Similar to Ice blast in concept, this uses instead the power of high temperature in order to create a radiation wave which can incinerate the blast zone.
"Divine wrath, Indignation" Requires a Living sacrifice and a strong emotion. The user conjures the secret chanting to release the wrath of heavens, a spear which cuts through earth and sky in the form of a lightning.
Chanting: "I, who stand in the full light of the heavens, command thee, who opens the gates of hell. Come forth, divine lightning! This ends now! Indignation!!"
This however Requires a strong emotion. Otherwise it shall fail. This skill is so difficult to summon, let alone to master, records in history of those who had used it had either died in the process, lost memories or are unable to recover the emotion used in order to conjure. People who used their love for someone are unable to feel love. Those who cherished the memories of a loved one, experience or event can no longer recall it. This is such a dangerous skill that should not be taken lightly, especially for the caster.
◆ Pᴇᴛ Tʏᴘᴇ(s): None
◆ Pᴇᴛ(s): None
◆ Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ(s):
◆ Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ Iᴛᴇᴍs: Magic Ink pens Utility bracelet where she has small gadgets to help herself out, ink supplies, small blood vials. Just in case she needs it.
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Socially awkard unless you talk business. Hannah is just a regular girl, except she has magic, and is and extremely efficient hard worker, but beyond that, she's no different from any ordinary girl, in fact she seeks to use and depend less and less on her magic and more on what she can do with her own hands.
◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: Sacrificial Magic, there had never been a magic archetype so cleverly described as this one. Who had marked the life of a little girl when she was barely 6 months. It all goes was back at the university. The headmaster was pleased to see among her wing of students there was a promising soul. Cecilia "Pepper" Ceasg was klutz as she started school, including a kitchen incident with none other than Miss Penny, as superstitious as she was, she had thought to had dropped the salt container, so it was a custom to throw a pinch of salt above her shoulder, not only did she not picked salt but pepper on her hurry, but also happened to spray poor Headmaster in the process, bestowing an opening on Miss Penny's impecable image on campus to provide the cutest sneeze ever known to man or witch. Which granted young Miss Ceasg a detention for poor usage of school's property as well as assaulting a superior.
However, while first impressions were important, there was also a saying, never judge a book by it's cover. Detention served Pepper quite well, as the young klutz found a strong and reliable mentor on Miss Penny, soon Pepper began rising from her poor grades, to descent, to wonderful, all the way up to perfect, the bare minimum that Miss Penny ever expected from her students.
People would normally consider it hell, but for Pepper, it was almost as if Miss Penny was sent from heavens, she was always a slow learner, she barely qualified to enter the academy, but that didn't discouraged her, not on the headmaster's watch.
Not only did she found amazement and shelter in sorcery, she also found her passion. Once she got the hang of it, Pepper looked like a train, running through the libraries, devouring knowledge. Improving upon already improved projects. Challenging herself.
One of Her most notorious works was the resurrection of an ancient art named Sacrificial Magic. It was rare among sorcerers, yet a lightning magician as her was able to tame its basic concepts and performances. She was in the zone.
However, Pepper wasn't completely perfect, and knew she had to use this magic carefully. During her degree under Miss Penny's tutoring, she met fellow worker and future husband Henry Lileas. Who was soon swoon by Pepper's natural charm, the way she smiled, those lip biting whenever she was focused or lost in thought when unable to solve something. Her carefree attitude and that energy she seemed to radiate and bring to the classroom. Poor Henry never knew what hit him. The Steam warlock and the Electric Witch became a couple, and not over a year had passed when they had a little surprise for Miss Penny, they were soon to be married. Miss Penny was Pepper's Maid of honor. Everything went just fine, it was, magical. The young couple didn't seem to lose much time, especially during honey moon. And few months later as they enjoyed their marriage, Hannah project was set into motion. Even so, Pepper's education didn't seem to be hindered by her pregnancy, rather she had more time to read than ever the more the months passed by.
By the time Hannah was just 6 months. the couple decided to retire to a cabin that Henry had bought during their last degree. The place was lovely, surely little Hannah could use some fresh air. The couple seemed delighted.
Still, smiles wouldn't last forever. One day, when they least expected it. Their cabin had been taken over by a horde of men, who did not seemed to be natural at all... or living. It was the act of a demon, an elder and powerful one at that. But they had realized that far too late for he had used the first of his minions with witch bane. Cut from their resources they weren't as hard to pick on as any other humans, they were scholars, not fighters. Stripped from their medium, even after the effect of the witch bane was off they were unable to cast lightning nor fire to defend themselves or their little baby. The situation was grim, and did not looked well for them. The demon's only mistake however was to underestimate their love for Hannah, as the poor baby would probably become the demon's meal while his men set the camp, they came into a resolute conclusion. No filthy being would lay a hand on their previous daughter, not as there was still breath in their chest or a heartbeat within it. But what could they do? without their mediums they were powerless, or so they thought. Henry spoke to Pepper's ear. "Do not let them take our child..." A saddened, yet proud smile could be seen on his face before he kissed her beloved passionately one last time. Stealing Pepper's tears, but painting a smile upon her lips. they still had one medium, one they didn't took so far... life. There were far too many to take them on simple rounds of blast, and the demon was the most worrying foe of them all, it had to be dealt with swiftly, with no hesitation. Henry put himself in front of Pepper, not letting anyone lay a hand on his dear Cecilia as she began chanting the old incantation which made the brightest skies darken and the loudest crowd to echoe in silence.
Calling forth the divine wrath, the lightning of indignation pierced through every single living being on the area... all except for a child. Pepper had to use all her concentration to make sure the lightning would avoid hitting Hannah, the one they both held so precious, more so than their own lives.
And so, the tragedy at that cabin came into an end, but luckily, the demon went down with them.
As authorities reached the scene, they were marveled to see there was even a survivor. They had not seen an incantation as this in ages, and barely anyone knew what kind it was... everyone but Miss Penny, since she knew there was only one person who had solved the incantation for such spell. And well enough to know said person wouldn't use it unless it was necessary.
Upon realizing the tragedy of her students, Miss Penny took little Hannah under her wing, as her new family. Yet let Hannah kept her parents names. Never once did she hid the fact of what happened that day. So Hannah grew up knowing the truth all along.
This however didn't seem to help her accept her witch powers, especially once realizing she had inherited the sacrificial magic.
However, with Miss Penny's support... and the headmaster not giving her any other choice, Hannah began studying and practicing at home even before she went to school. Scoring more than enough points on her application test to join the academy.
Hannah was still hesitant on the use of magic and practiced only at school. After classes, she often escaped to town, trying to pass as human as she never once had used magic outside of school, or home. And so she came across Baiva, or more likely, her shop which needed an employee. The place wasn't something to be overly surprise but it was normal enough to make Hannah feel comfortable. And so, Hannah took the job and became Baiva's assistant. Unknown to her, Baiva had already realized Hannah is a witch. And since Baiva had always wanted an apprentice, she would set the goal to make Hannah confess her witch-hood and shortly after, made Hannah her apprentice.
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s): ❥Baiva : Boss Hannah is Baiva's Assistant, Baiva is determined to make Hannah her apprentice once she confesses she's a witch. ❥ Penelope Jane Petrine : Mother. Despite knowing she's not her blood mother, Hannah keeps looking at Miss Penny as a motherly figure, as well as her mother. Even tho Miss Penny sometimes goes all science hype train on her. ❥ ??? : .
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss: The weakness on her heart when it comes to Hymn and Lilith.
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: Her passion and devotion towards her loved ones. Makes her so stubborn, even to pain.
◆ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5ft 5inches
◆ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 57kg
◆ Pʜʏsɪǫᴜᴇ: slim and feminine.
◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Auburn
◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Cedar brown.
◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Bi sexual.
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single.
◆ Lɪᴋᴇs: ✓ Hymn, her former lover. ✓ Lilith, she see's her as part of her family. ✓
◆ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: ✗ Humans, for what they had done to Hymn. ✗ Herself, for hidding things from Hymn. ✗
╠ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs / sᴋɪʟʟs / ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs / ᴇᴛᴄ. x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Sᴛᴜᴅʏ/Dᴇɢʀᴇᴇ(s): Hex and Housekeeping.
◆ Mᴀɢɪᴄ Tʏᴘᴇ: Hex curses which she learned from Hymn and P.A.M. (Particle Acceleration Magic.) which is the magic she was born with.
◆ Sᴋɪʟʟ(s): Particle acceleration. while the name holds acceleration it's more that she can control the acceleration value rather than simply making the particles go fast. By doing so she is able to rise or decrease the temperature within a given area, the smaller the area the easier it is to control. She can set the point of ignition if there's oxygen available or flamable materials that lit on high temperatures. Or freeze solid an object in an instant if there's enough hydrogen at hand. Otherwise she can drop the designated area's temperature to 0, the smaller the area, the faster it will happen.
The magic itself is wonderful and dangerous at the same time. It is because of a special charm she uses as an external medium that she is able to regulate the power of her magic. In fact, it needs that much of supervision that once figured out, she designed her entire wardrobe with charms. therefore you could literally say she wears her medium. Limiting her powers, in exchange of greater control over it.
◆ Pᴇᴛ Tʏᴘᴇ(s): She loves cats and ravens.
◆ Pᴇᴛ(s): None at the moment. Her last pet died happily after his first century. (she inherited it)
◆ Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ(s): Kukri knife which she's learning how to be proficient with it. The blade and handle have a special charm carved onto them to resist high and low temperatures.
◆ Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ Iᴛᴇᴍs: Her entire wardrobe is her weapon. Since it allows her to control her power more efficiently.
◆ Bʀᴏᴏᴍ Sᴛʏʟᴇ: Just your regular broom. Nothing really fancy. Her speed comes from openings she creates in the air to benefit her speed.
╠ ʙ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ɢ ʀ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Warm and caring around her loved ones, She's pretty much an easy going person. Put yourself on her bad side and she would ignore you. Make her angry and she will slap you at most. Touch Hymn or Lilith and you'll be cinders before you realize what happened to you.
◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: It all began on Wintertide, one of Wintergate's touristic cities. Due to the vast ammounts of cliffs and mountains all over the area, people tend to surf through avalanches. Isn't it dangerous? Of course it is. Yet a special witch squad named Frostguards are in charge of keeping people safe within the area. Often within the squad there are at least 2 individuals who use ice as their medium to make their healing spells work. Others work the fire as their primary magic and lastly a ice based witch or warlock. Given the prosperity of this touristic spot, people born in Wintertide often had little aspirations, conforming with becoming a Frostguard or hit on the tourism agency. Life is good and easy on Wintertide. Here, is where a lovely couple gave birth to Nicole Hayes.
An adorable little girl with a frail health, Nicole was caught up frequently in high fevers ever since birth. Her parent's often worried about her medical expenses. Thankfully there was always magic to help yourself with. Once they found out the origins of those horrible fevers that made their adorable little girl cry every night were caused because of the magic fluctuation within her body, the parents were relieved. As they now knew how to deal with her pain. Plus it was cheaper than being buying temporal remedies that were overcome every week or two.
Saddly it took around 6 years before they had reached such conclusion, and as the expert who discovered Nicole's condition said. "The remedies and potions used on Nicole only fueled her magic" While it was great that her magic was stronger, it was bad since the fevers would keep tormenting their little child. Of course, that was now over, thanks to the previous contribution of the mage specialist which discovered the source of her "disease".
With the topic solved, the parents had an easier time treating her daughter, removing those winter clothings for first as the poor girl was roasting within her own sweat. Knowing it didn't had to do with bad defenses on her system, it was quite a sight to see Nicole out in the snow with nothing but a simple summer dress. Her magic was strong, so why stop it? let it have a go at the wilderness winter which Wintergate provided. Of course that limited her to always wear light clothes. But still, it allowed Nicole to have a rather curious but healthy childood.
With her rather particular case, Nicole started practicing, since she had plenty of time. After all she had to take home lessons since she couldn't stand waiting on classrooms for extended periods of time or she would faint out...or faint someone out because of the increasing temperature in the room. And so, with help from mom and dad, Nicole started training at the Wintertide cliffs, along with the Frostguard patrol, eventually being able to rise her temperature at will without secondary effects, just as long as she didn't keep this stance for too long. Allowing her to swim through the snow. This cause Nicole to be rather mischievous and adventurous. She often went missing for a few hours while exploring.
However, as years passed, even with a recomendation to enter the Frostguards, there was literally nothing in Wintertides that she had not seen or done. Everything started to look so small. And Nicole fret to be bored with little to no effort. She wished to travel, to see the world beyond. But with her current status, she could not leave the ever winter season in Wintertides.
This led the poor girl to spent days, months, years in boredom. Often envying people who came here to vacation, always hearing about their "boring" homelands which she died to visit.
This forced her to take radical actions, she had to find a way to conceal her powers. or invert them. Starting with her training it took her around 4 months to figure how to decrease her body temperature, and yet another 5 months of non stop practice to learn how to keep said low temperature. It wasn't until 3 months later she was able to regulate her temperature within a house for at the very least 4 hours. enough time for her to go out and recover so she could go back for another 4 hour round. Enough to participate in a school within the city. It was wonderful, so many people much more than home lessons with mom and dad. She knew this was just the beginning. By the next year, she could regulate her body on different weather. She could finally go out and see the world by herself.
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s): ❥ Hymn, former lover ❥ Lilith, she's sort of like an older sister to her, she cares a lot about her well being. Especially since she's Hymn's little sister. ❥
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◆ Gᴏᴀʟ(s)/Aᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ(s): To master her P.A.M., find a cure to Lilith's illness and maybe, just maybe have a second chance with Hymn.
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