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Username: Demon Eyes Zero
Name: Lucien F. Inograce
Nicknames: Lucien
Age you appear to be: 21
Actual age: 435
Personality: I'm laid back happy and cheerful, though that is only a mask. I truly thinks little of others, to wrapped up in my own grief.
Past: Lucien was a knight who heavily practiced magic. He became obsessed with figuring out all of its secrets and stumbled further and further into the dark arts. This action came to a height when he destroyed an entire village. He was cursed for doing so.
Likes: Reading, drawing, magic and music
Dislikes: Himself, being called a monster
Hobbies: Reading books about magic to find a spell that will break the curse
Anything else?: Lucien truly hates himself for destroying the town. The only thing keeping him going is the thought that he may one day be able to break the curse through his studies.
Cursed to be: Dragon
Theme song: Sacrifice-Yuki Kajiura




Gaia username: bakerboo
Name: Jaclyn Elizabeth Crandall
Nickname: Jaclyn, Jackie, JC
Age: 22
Personality: Jaclyn is usually a very cheerful and upbeat young woman. She's gone through some hardships but she has kept a strong face and pushed forward. She is not very open with her negative feelings (ie sadness, anger, etc), but sometimes they still escape despite her efforts to keep them back. She is determined, especially in the face of opposition. She does not believe in limitations - nothing (within reason, of course) is impossible.
Past: Jaclyn was not born blind. In fact, she was a very healthy child from the start. Since she had been homeschooled by her parents, she didn't have many friends, but this didn't seem to bother her. Without any siblings to be playmates, she often created her own imaginary friends to keep her company. While she loved both her parents, she was always her father's little princess and he called her his little jade princess because of her green eyes. Life was full of bliss until a car accident killed her parents and left her blind when she was 15. She was sent to live with her only living relatives who lived rather far away. They "took her in out of the goodness of their hearts" – at least that's what everyone said. However, they did little to help her and let their 3 cruel children torment her. They thought it would toughen her up since she had always been such a "sensitive child." Jaclyn remained strong despite their persistent neglect and torture. They put her in public school, which she would have liked if it weren't for her adopted family's stirring up drama at school as well as at home. A glimmer of hope made life bearable though; thanks to some help from a teacher she joined a program to help her become more acclimated to her new disability. It was through this program that she received Onyx, her seeing eye dog. He has been her only companion since the death of her parents. The very same teacher who helped her get into the program also helped her get out on her own when she turned 18. She made it into a good college and excelled there. Sometimes, people who know her forget she's even blind because she doesn't act like it. Now she’s living on her own and happier than ever.
Likes: Apples, caramel, laughing, reading/hearing stories
Dislikes: Being teased, being pitied, feeling helpless, being told what to do (or what she can/cannot do)
Hobbies: Playing the piano, listening to music, occasionally making pottery
Anything else?: She never goes anywhere without her loyal dog Onyx, a fitting name for this black lab.
Theme song: A Place in This World – Taylor Swift

Jaclyn pushed back the tears that burned in her eyes. "Onyx?" she called, struggling to find her way over the rough terrain. These woods were unfamiliar too her. She could hear her cousins laughing somewhere ahead of her and Onyx barked nearby. She couldn't understand why they had to torment her. "Let him go!" she demanded. She had put up with their torture for too many years. Just when she had finally escaped her guardians, they had somehow found a way back into her life. They taunted her from a safe distance, keeping Onyx away from her.

When the cousins saw the ominous castle, they were taken off guard. "Let's get out of here," one said. They couldn't leave without one last insult to Jaclyn. After arguing about who should do it, one of them finally tied Onyx's leash to the door handle. They took off running, leaving Jaclyn alone. She felt her way toward Onyx, calling him every so often so he would bark. Finally, she reached her companion and her hand reached up the leash. She let out a gasp when she found it was tied to a door handle. "Where are we?" she wondered out loud. "Hello?" she called, hesitantly knocking on the door.

Jaclyn jumped back a little as the door opened and someone spoke. She hadn't expected to find anyone out in the middle of the woods, let alone some sort of home. Fortunately, her blind eyes could not see the suit of armor; had she seen it, she probably would have run in fear. She recovered quickly from her surprise and tried to smile. "I hope so," she replied hopefully, "I seem to have lost my way in the woods and I'm not sure how to get home."

Jaclyn jumped at the sound of metal hitting the floor. She couldn't tell what had been the cause but the servant didn't seem bothered. Perhaps he was carrying something and dropped it, she reassured herself. Onyx seemed hesitant to enter and tried to pull Jaclyn away from the door. "Come, Onyx," she said firmly but gently. He obeyed his mistress and walked beside her, guiding her as always. "Thank you," she smiled at the servant, completely unaware of his strange appearance. She accepted his hand and followed him inside. No thoughts of danger crossed her mind.

"It's Jaclyn," the green-eyed girl smiled, "Jaclyn Crandall." She kept one hand lightly resting in the servant's gloved hand and the other gripped Onyx's harness tightly. The black lab walked beside her obediently. He growled low at the strange suits of armor walking around until Jaclyn whispered some command. It was easy to see that he felt threatened.

Jaclyn, too, felt uneasy and she tried to calm her racing heart as they walked through the hallways with the servant. Strange sounds filled her ears and she couldn't figure out what they were. She turned her attention the man she was about to meet. "Who exactly is your master?" she asked hesitantly. She deduced from his speech that he worked for some sort of wealthy man, perhaps with a royal title. She didn't think there were any royalty in her town but she hadn't lived there long.

Before Jaclyn could ask or say anything else, she heard the sound of a large door opening and someone talking to himself. She soon discovered that it was her gracious host. Onyx growled a little but stopped when Jaclyn whispered some command to him. She knew he was nervous in this new environment and she couldn't blame him. She felt incredibly overwhelmed by it all so why shouldn't Onyx?

"Thank you," Jaclyn finally managed to say, recovering herself a bit. She took a hesitant step into the room but didn't know the layout at all. Her face had turned toward Lucien as he spoke but she imagined the room was very large and there were probably many seats at the table. She didn't know which she should choose. "If you could be so kind," she asked quietly, "to direct me to my seat?" Onyx saw the plate being set for him and his tail wagged a bit but his duty to Jaclyn came first.

Jaclyn sat down slowly, her hands reaching out for the sides of the chair to guide herself into it. She held herself well, as if she came from good breeding. It was partly true; her parents had raised her well and taught her good manners but she also felt the need to be prim and proper around a man with a title. She didn't know the proper etiquette for the occasion but she was at least trying to act like a lady should.

Jaclyn smiled slightly in Lucien's direction but her eyes never focused on him. Should I say something? she asked herself, wondering if it would be rude to speak. Would it be rude not to? she wondered immediately after. She hid her anxiety and continued to smile. Onyx did not seem as pleased with Lucien, however. He growled low as he sat down by his mistress. "Para," she whispered to him. He stopped growling and put his head on her leg. "Acuéstate," she said gently and he laid at her feet obediently. She turned her attention to Lucien once more. "Thank you for your hospitality," she said sincerely and quietly, afraid of reprimand for speaking out of turn, "and I apologize for Onyx. He is just nervous because this is an unfamiliar environment."

((Para - stop; Acuéstate - lie down))