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Name: Rosemary Bottlebrush Gender: Female, she/her Age/DOB: 12, 2nd Year at present time Origin (World/Dimension): Twoarth, magical Seattle-area of Washington State USA Family: Newer (3 generations) pure-magical family, quite wealthy; both parents alive and working for Magical Council on Skinside USA west division; 1 younger brother too little to attend magic school Other Interested Folks: too young for that! Height / Build: small right now, won't be very tall but will look taller due to a slender build Hair: bright red, extremely poofy fro, kept natural mostly and quite long when pulled straight Eyes: bright leafy green Appearance: as shown, dark brown skin with typical features for African Americans, a broad flat nose and full lips, naturally rose-red; likes loose baggy pants and sneakers, but also prefers to keep her hands safe with gardening gloves, and has a selection of aprons for working in the garden or with things that might splash. Has a squeaky, high pitched voice, which won't get a lot deeper as she grows up though she's still very much a child right now Favorite Subject: Herbs and Potions Wand If Any: Unique: attuned to plant matter, though not necessarily able to control it without spell use, but has a 'green thumb' to say the least |
Image Credits: Meiker Elequinoa Kartoon Princess |
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Magical Skills or Profession: Looking to become a potion maker or seller, though that might change as her schooling goes on Familiar: not so much a specific familiar but one that does hang around quite frequently, particularly when she's looking for ingredients in the marshy areas around Domina. This Svarpian came from another world, 'all the way to be here with her!' or so Rosemary says...
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| Personality: Elitist, she understands in the back of her mind that her family is rich and somewhat powerful in the community, but has yet to really clue into how that translates to relating to other less fortunate people; doesn't care for broomball or other sports, and would much rather nerd out with some other kids in the Alchemy club. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Events or History: Though she's still considered too young to really be brought on to a dragon bonding event, Gordo 'counts', to her. But it was when Gordo had come into her dorm, which was quite an odd event in and of itself, that she realized there was something else with him. "Not something, some one!" That little creature called out with a chittering laugh. Gordo leaned on it for a moment and seemed to be communicating with the green and orange furry critter, and wandered away, right out the narrow window and down the tower wall, slithering like it was nothing! "I'm Leya, I got lost in the woods over there and your friend Gordo helped me find safety." Apparently she adores the Svarpian, because 'they match!' Eventually Leya would explain what she was, a Terigon, and why she wanted to stay. "There are magic people here, I can't do magic. But I like the results!" |
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