Scarlet:-ties the apron around my waist to protect the fabrics of my one nice looking dress, walking out to serve the town drunks their beer, sighing irritably- Snow:-cleaning the porch of our small house just outside the main town square, my hair tied up to keep out of my face in the sun-
“Certainly, sir. I wouldn’t mind. So shall we go?” Alexia replied respectfully. She tightened her grip on the wooden cart as they started walking towards the blacksmith’s place. “Our destination is not that far, sorry for having you accompany me like this.” then Alexia flashed an apologetic smile and turned her head frontwards.
Raine starts patrolling Salem, looking for any suspicious activity. Kai looks out his window while playing with gravity. Xyra wakes up and gets dressed, walking out to the forest.
[Name: Lynn Age: 34. Appearance: Her age has begun to show a little, although her skin - lightly tanned - remains smooth and young. The bags under her eyes beg to differ however. Her eyes are quite sharp, cat-like in a way; a deep green. Her hair falls around them in loose golden curls, stopping a few inches below her shoulder blades. Her body itself is relatively average, although slightly underweight. She's relatively plain as an outwards appearance. Townsfolk. She works at the stables and part time as a maid. Bio: Lynn grew up in a religious family who were always against anything out of the ordinary. Despite this, her view of witchcraft and dislike was partially based around her views; the 'witches' would be trouble. There's also a slightly darker reason for her hatred. Personality: can I describe through posts? Pretty friendly with a slightly bitter side. Intelligent, reads a lot. Name: Jess Age: 15 Appearance: Her eyes are large, and almost black. They're the same colour as her hair which is relatively straight and long, framing her face. Her skin is tan, and graffitied by scars and bruises all over. She's average height and quite slim. Witch power: She can control objects to some extent, although not large or heavy ones most of the time. She can also heal things which aren't too bad, although she isn't the best. Bio: She ran away from home, which even she admits was stupid. Her mother was a witch and her father was just ordinary townsfolk. It was fine until her mother told her what she was. So, being not the brightest twelve year, she panicked and ran away. At first she had hated being a witch but now she had grown to love it. She made a living by stealing things, and frequently visited the town and stole. She lives in a nearby woods, in the trees. She's relatively clumsy, hence her bruises, and escaped the townsfolk before which resulted in her scars. Personality: describe in posts. I don't really stick to them.
Scarlet:-goes outside tossing the slops to the pigs outback and I wipe the sweat off of my brow, going back inside* Snow:-sits down... confused now on what to do, but then I see a small injured bird... not able to help myself I hold out my hand and it glows...healing and flutters away.. Sighing I look up, wishing I didn't have to hide away-
“Oh no, sir. It is the church who holds supremacy over this case. They are the ones to investigate and we are only there for protection and assault. They want to keep their investigation as confidential as possible although I have read some reports about this matter. It says there that every night, different kinds of noises were to be heard in the woods near our town. There were also sightings of human like shadows, roaming around. I’m sure if we head to the church after this, you’ll get the information that you need.” Alexia replied to Reverend Jack’s question.
Eventually, Nora gets bored and goes to search for a fellow witch, to hopefully discuss the next 'event' with them.
Snowuts on my cloak and I carry a basket hopping that maybe shopping in town will give me an excuse to visit my Mother- Scarlet:-cleans the table counter and I smirk at a Drunk customer- Sir I think someone ought to go have a lie down hmm
“Oh okay. See you later then. Nice meeting you, sir.” Alexia waved goodbye as Reverend jack made his way to his partner. She let out a soft sigh then she continued on walking.
"Do you have a singular clue of who these strangers are because something makes me want to grow trees in their stomachs." Nora whispers, looking around warily.