The vines prevent her from falling

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  • PRINCESS SOUPIR



    Background: Many many years ago, the Gallius tribe had one landed on earth and were at peace with the humans. They would make trades with them and the Gallius would happily give them what they wanted. They would often trade potions or magic spells for food and other Earthly supplies. The Gallius were ruled by A kind and gentle king along with his queen who was loved by all children. The king and queen had brought their daughter to the lands and would place her in a flower bed of roses. Since their daughter was a teen, she would happily speak with the flowers and would claim that the roses had life in them and cherished them. But alas all good things come to an end. On one trip, a Gallius prisoner escaped and targeted their young princess since it was she who had imprisoned him. He disguised himself as a human and offered her food. She ate it not knowing that she had fallen into a trap. He than dragged over to a large rune claiming that a beautiful flower bed grew on top. The innocent teen not knowing the dangers followed him and even used her magic to make up on the runes. But when she reached the top the mans potion began to take effect. The princess began to feel sick and lonely. She began to hallucinate and slowly walked to the edge of the runes. The flowers that she had loved watched with uncertainty as they watched their dear friend become someone else. The princess sat down and began to talk in her home language. The man slipped into the shadows disappearing with a sinister laugh. The princess was about to jump off, but the flower vines began to circle around her preventing her from doing so. They held her back and thanks for the amount of magic Soupir had used on them, they began to slowly absorb the poison that the man had used on her. But the process would freeze her and wouldn't be able to move until all of the poison was removed. Sadly, when the king and queen noticed that their precious daughter was gone, it was too late and the man had used a sealing spell to prevent anyone from Gallius to find her.



    Plot: Ok so your Character is the one that finds her after several years have passed. Ever since the Gallius left, people began to believe in magic less and less. It still exists, but not that many use it anymore. In your characters town, Glatin, there had been rumors about a young white ghost girl who is perched on top of the runes in the middle of the thick forests, but no one has gotten far since supposedly the flowers trip them or attack them. It is also said that only he who believes or he who is kind hearted and approved by the flowers will they be able to meet the white ghost girl. Your character has heard this rumor all his life and he never really believed in it. He thought it was just a folks tale, but he soon began to believe when one small thumb sized creature ends up on the ground hurt when he walks into the forest to investigate about the rumor.

    This is the creature that your cherrie finds:


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  • Hope you don't mind! I found this really interesting!



    Ashur Green is a timid and blunt man with little belief in magic and magical phenomenon. However, when a rumor began to spread around the small town of Glatin, Ashur was one of the first to jump on the discovery band-wagon. His curiosity gets the better of him at times and causes his mind to wonder which often forces those around him to guide him back to his previous train of thought or action. He is more of an "Actions Speak Louder than Words" type of guy, refusing to admit defeat, love, or affection outright with words. I guess you could say, he's kind of bashful! He's rather careful when walking about the forest and wildlife, never wanting to stray far from town and having a small fear (not that he would admit it) of the potential of magical creatures existing. He's fond of daisies, having made daisy-crowns with his younger sister way back when he was twelve years of age and keeps a dried, pressed daisy within his leather pocketbook.


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  • Happy to have you on board~ Glad you were able to find it interesting n.n Everything looks good so you can just start off whenever you want. My cherrie isn't mobil yet :p

  • I understand~ Lets just wait for the other person to come in and give his/her opinion. just to make sure they are okay with it. But you can go ahead and give a bio of your cherrie

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    Asher sighed as he trudged through the forest, tree roots and plants catching his feet and pulling at the dark sweater that covered his skin. Why was he here? He had heard a rumor - One that caught his attention - and decided to jump aboard the "Search-For-The-Ghost-Girl Bandwagon." He pressed a pale hand against the rough bark of an old, slumping tree and took in the sight of his densely packed surroundings with a small hint of apprehension.


    He started off again, brushing past a few bushes and maneuvering around trees while keeping his eyes fixed on the direction of the ruins where the supposed girl was frozen. What would he do if she was there? Would he run? Asher crossed his arms, grasping onto his dark sweater and shuddered against the cool breeze. For now, he would pray there wasn't a ghost girl and that someone else would be searching too.

  • The flowered creature could sense that a human was making its way toward the border, which helped camouflage their princess. It released a silent gasp as she called upon her other friends as they watched a human travel around the forest with a friend. They gave each other looks and hoped that the humans would look the other way and venture away from the border.

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    Asher paused, looking about the area while tapping his knuckles against his friend's chest. "You hear something?" He rumbled as he moved a bit further into the forest. He glanced around, maneuvering his head until he caught the sight of something red. He wasn't quite sure what it was but it made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end as he took a small back step. "What was..." He turned to look at his friend with wide, curious eyes.