Chatterbox: Inkwell

The Eld-Bloods were cherished.

And rare.

Sometimes they didn't know what they were, sometimes they did. But at some point, the Elders find them. 

Rescue them.

Bring them to safety.

The Eld-Bloods are always in danger. Like Half-Bloods (read Percy Jackson), the monsters can catch their scent. Monsters, Eld-Bloods gone bad. No one knows how the first one was created. No one ever will. But they were there, they were always there, the ones who let the evil control them, the ones that mutated and became monstrous, inhuman. 

Hunting the Eld-Bloods.

Hunting.

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If you haven't guessed, Eld-Bloods are creatures. Mythical or not, whatever you want. Make something up if you'd like. The youngest Eld-Bloods are searched for and brought to a school hidden in the core of the Earth, where they are taught how to control and endure their powers, at the same time being kept safe. The Elders are their teachers, and the Eldest the leader of them all.

The Eldest is a dragon, a gigantic red dragon. He's a good creature, speaks and controls himself. But like all dragons, he needs to breathe. Most Eld-Bloods have special needs such as this, and the Eld Academy (although they just call it the Academy) takes care of them. It's not uncommon for children to vanish on the full moon, or eat only raw meat.

There are many types of students at the Academy, and they all approach this differently. Some will just tell what they are. Some will treat it as more of a secret and tell select people. Some will tell no one, absolutely no one and keep their secret as close to them as possible. And some prey on the ones who do not tell and try to get them to.

A new group of students has just come in. You can be one of them or an older student.

The rules:
-Be rational with your Eld-Blood, please. If there are already three werewolves, say, choose something else. And try to think about how rare certain creatures would be. For example, a harpy is probably a lot less known than a vampire, so there will probably be more vampires than there will be harpies.

-Again, diversity, with the secret-keeping. I'd prefer if there were more of the first two, a few of the last one, and a small number of the remaining. And if there are, say, three I-won't-keep-a-secrets, three tell-select-peoples, two tell-no-ones, and one tell-your-secret, try to be the latter.

-No OPs. I think this goes without saying. If you're a dragon, give it a weak spot. And, accordingly, let's not have any under-powers either. You may be a mouse animagus, but that doesn't mean you have to be a coward.

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The charrie sheet:

Name:

Age: School age, remember. Although if you're immortal, just ignore that.

Appearance:

Personality: Be sure to at least imply what type of secret-keeper you are here.

Creature: 

Powers:
Backstory:

Other:

My charrie:

Name: Aoife (Ee-fah)

Age: 10

Appearance:

Plus a white coat that she always, always wears. Small for her age.

Personality: Very, very shy. She rarely speaks, and when she does she tumbles over the words. She acts younger than she is. Her species, to her, is her deepest, darkest secret and only the Elders know about it. To herself, though, she describes her soul as a fireplace, and all it needs is some more gas.

Creature: Selkie. Selkies can't speak without their coats, which double as skins (see Powers). They're from Irish mythology and are always female. 

Powers: Selkies have incredible singing voices, and for this some myths depict them a bit like the Greek's Sirens, luring sailors to their deaths. As long as they have their coat, which is their sealskin, they can turn into seals.

Backstory: A new student, Aoife grew up in Ireland, and English is not her first language (yes, I know they mostly speak English in Ireland, but Irish is a language, believe it or not). Her mother vanished shortly after she was born, and her father was killed by a monster hunting her.

Other: None