Name: Gretta Rivenvale

Personality: Shy, innocent, and scared of her powers.

Appearnce: Tiny, with loooong brown hair and trusting grey eyes. Wears a too-big button up red sweater and leggings.

Other: Can sing impossibly prettily, and can entrance people with her singing.

"Please, Miss. I mean no harm. I only wanted a place to stay for the night."

"Well, you could've knocked," the woman retorts, and I see her milky white eyes for the first time. She's blind.

"Last time I knocked the lady didn't let me in," I explain, holding my hands up in despair.

The woman sighs. 

Top, top, top pity top

Name: Saphina Edwillow

Apearence: Bobbed black hair, violet eyes, pointed chin and olive skin tone. She wears combat boots and a black jumpsuit.

Personality: Quite haughty, somewhat unfriendly and untrusting, but is not a villain and fights for the good. She is very agile and fast, and a skilled warrior.

Other: She is not magical herself, but carries a magical orb which vaguely predicts the future, like an acurate magic eight ball. She trusts it, and relies on it's answers. She carries with her a dagger at all times.

My boots make no noise as I slide across the ground, and this makes me happy. You have been trained well, Saphina. I glance to my left and right. I scour the bushes around with my keen night vision, and, seeing or hearing no one, bend my knees and jump, catching a low overhanging branch. I give a little whoop. Forgive yourself, girl. The best deserve a little fun. I swing back and forth, and then let go of the branch and fly through the air. I land in a small clearing. In front of me I see a small cottage. Oops. I turn to scamper away, but I hear voices from inside. Out of curiosity, I crouch down and scurry to the window. I listen intently.

I'll try, every time I try an RP I either forget or my character just seems to be forgotten or the RP just doesn't work.

Name: Leila Tharrow

Personlity: Young, thinks she knows much but is really naive about how the world works, is able to tell much from looking at a person.

Appearence: Blonde curly hair with some streaks of brown, cool grey eyes.

Other: Her mother had magical abilities and Leila has some of these naturally, she is not a true enchantress though, her powers are hidden and only a few bubble to the surface.

Coughing, I look through the woods, there is a figure, as the forest fire grows larger I  run to the figure screaming for help, but this figure is so grotesque that I stop short. "Who, are you?" I whisper.

Saphina~

"What do you think?" I say to the lady who came out of the cottage. " Of course I'm not alright! There is a fire out here! Now, if you don't mind, I'll just be going".

" You're staying right here. What were you doing outside my cottage, anyway?"

"I landed there. It was a mistake. Goodbye". I spring to my feet and turn to run when the lady grabs my arm and pulls me towards her.

" I said, YOU're STAYING RIGHT HERE!"

" Blood?" I say. " You can smell blood?" A girl comes out of the cottage. She is astonishingly pretty, something I'll never be, and she walks causiously yet gracefully. " If there's blood, someone could be hunting, or else somebody could be in trouble. I'll go scout it out if you'd like". I turn to leave. And yet again, the lady stops me with a, " Stay right here!" 

" What?" I ask.

" We're all coming", she says.

" Even her?", I ask.

" Yes. What does 'all' mean to you?" 

Saphina~

This has been a long walk. I can't believe that this lady, who I'm assuming is blind by the way she tracks our voices, could track down a smell from this far away. We reach a hill. The lady stops suddenly.

"Now, the scent is coming from up that hill," she says. "Before we round it, I think you should tell me your names."

"Alright," says pretty girl. "My name is Gretta. Gretta Rivenvale."

"Saphina. The name's Saphina."

"I am Nenyala. But you will call me Miss Tuma."

"Miss Tuma" leads us up the hill. She halts. We halt behind her. Gretta gasps. I don't, but inhale sharply. In front of us is a girl. She is bleeding to death. 

THis all happened so fast, I was in the woods for a walk, then there was a fire, then there was an old lady talking about blood. "Wait a minute this has all happened so fast, what's going on?" I ask loudly everyone stopps short to look at me, "Who is this?" someone asks

The old lady answers, "She just ran out of the woods!" 

I yell, "Look, I don't mean to intturrup, but what are you talking about?" I stamp my foot impatiently I can tell the old lady is exasperated, I have particulary good perception of these kinds of things.