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ℙeace 𝕋alks 𝔸ttendees

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𝕃ords:

• Jevin Pachel
• Esmeralda Nols
• Ruel Immolis
• Arthur Kothlin
• Reina Young

ℍeirs:

• Elise Dalris
• Cedric Immolis
• Christina Young
• Eric Granis
• Alexander Reason

𝕆thers:

𝕆ut & 𝔸bout

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LORDS

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	Jevin Pachel age: 50 ❀ gender: M ❀ house: Pachel ❀ gate: Downward Force height: 6'8" ❀ build: Extremely Muscular ❀ notable features: Shiniest head you ever saw "I fear we're all getting too old for this war business..." The lord of House Pachel has led his people well. Under his guidance, the trainging programs for Croania's soldiers have been optimized down to a T. The man himself is no slouch at combat, using his gate to place his enemies under intense pressure to slow and hinder their movements. While he was once a terror, his age seems to have finally caught up with him, and he no longer leaves the house as much as he once did. House Pachel is notoriously conservative in their views towards the North. However, the views of Jevin Pachel himself have softened significantly in the past few years. Pachel will be attending the talks. His wife and children remain at home.
	Esmeralda Nols age: 33 ❀ gender: F ❀ house: Nols ❀ gate: Minor Light Generation height: 5'8" ❀ build: Average ❀ notable features: "It's all a matter of give and take." Lady Nols has a remarkable head for numbers and math. She's always ready to tell you exactly why you're wrong about your statistics, and how hers are much, much better. She married and had Carrey at a young age, and now seems dedicated to building her house up as much as possible for her son. Her favorite way to use her magic is to put a slightly ethereal glow about her face during negotiating. House Nols has always served itself, even since the Unification. She will be looking to find the best deal for her and her house, but will mostly support Southern interests.
	Alfonse Dalris age: 59 ❀ gender: M ❀ house: Dalris ❀ gate: Shadow Manipulation height: 6'1 ❀ build: Average ❀ notable features: Stupid Hair "Sorry, I can't go out tonight. Or tomorrow. I'll get back to you next month." If you ever thought you had a lot of work to do, it pales in comparison to what Lord Dalris deals with on a daily basis. The Dalris have never been very effective in combat, but the efficiency and sheer workload that he is able to get through is astronomical. He's one to be feared in politics. If he were to ever engage in it at all. He doesn't involve himself with it at all. Any diplomacy is handled by his sole heir, Elise. Nowadays, Alfonse stays at home with his wife, continuing the endless cycle of processing. He will not be attending the talks. Elise will be going in his stead, as she usually does.
	Ruel Immolis age: 14 ❀ gender: M ❀ house: Immolis ❀ gate: Ice height: 5'5 ❀ build: Needs to Drink More Milk ❀ notable features: / "Ah... I'm so tired! I can just skip some of this paperwork, right?" The youngest Immolis by far. Despite this, he assumed the position of Lord Immolis following his father's peaceful death a year ago. There isn't much to say about him. He's never even been seen outside of his estate. The only reason people know what he looks like is from visiting him personally. His own motivations and ideals are unknown. It wouldn't be far-fetched to say they would be identical to that of his father, brother, and the majority of past members of House Immolis. That is - anti-technologist almost to the point of radicalism. Immolis will be making his first appearance at Harrow's Tower accompanied by his brother.
	Arthur Kothlin age: 47 ❀ gender: M ❀ house: Kothlin ❀ gate: ?? height: 6'5 ❀ build: Absolute Unit ❀ notable features: / "C'mon, let's go for another round!" A mountain of a man, the only current member of House Kothlin. Croania's least-most eligible bachelor. He's married to his power suit and his only heir is the lamp on his bedside table. They're called 'Angeline' and 'Lampert' respectively. As a person, he's very boisterous with a larger than life character. Not in an unpleasant way. He can be very entertaining. As a technologist lord, Kothlin will absolutely be attending the talks. They are instrumental to him and his position. Which side he'll be on should be obvious.
	Reina Young age: 52 ❀ gender: F ❀ house: Young ❀ gate: height: 5'4" ❀ build: Small ❀ notable features: Condescending gaze "Please, do not touch the high-grade weapons systems. They're worth more than you are." House Young isn't the most powerful house, but with the way Reina talks, you would certainly think it was. The scientist lord has driven forward technology and development in the North far beyond expected levels, and she makes sure that everyone she meets knows it. She has a minor rivalry with her daughter. They compete to see who can make the most innovative device in a short amount of time. Reina is up 5-3 as of the last battle. She will be attending the talks, with the intention of gaining more funds for her house to use in the education and research sectors. She is also looking for lessened restrictions on what fields her scientists are allowed to study. Her husband, Alistair Young, and her daughter, Christina, will be attending the talks as well.

HEIRS

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	Elise Dalris age: 23 ❀ gender: F ❀ house: Dalris ❀ gate: Light Manipulation height: 5'11 ❀ build: Tall ❀ notable features: / "Oh, how awful! What unholy thing inspired you to wear that?" The air-headed heir to House Dalris. Supposedly an expert in diplomacy. But she really isn't that intelligent. Whatever social awareness she has is smothered by condescending tones and superiority that she will not stop reminding you about. Elise is spoilt, that's for sure. She'll stop at nothing to get her own way. It's often to settle for a compromise with her, even if they often favour her more than anything. Fanatically loyal to House Dalris, Elise will be at the talks representing everything her house is about. Money and power.
	Cedric Immolis age: 30 ❀ gender: M ❀ house: Immolis ❀ gate: Mist height: 5'7.53 ❀ build: Muscular ❀ notable features: Eyepatch over right eye "Don't come any closer. In fact, you'd do best to go far, far away." Despite being twice Lord Immolis's age, Cedric remained an heir even after his father's death. He doesn't seem to mind. He mainly works at various divisions in House Immolis, hunting down criminals and delivering sweet, sweet justice. When the 'Mad Dog' Cedric is on your tail, you're as good as dead. (He didn't choose that name himself.) He's fine enough to work with - good teamwork is part of the job description. As a person, he's far from the most pleasant. We'll leave it at that.
	Lampert Kothlin age: 24 ❀ gender: L ❀ house: Kothlin ❀ gate: Light height: 1'0 ❀ build: Kothlin Brand ❀ notable features: / "💡" (pretend the image is missing its fingers) The only heir to House Kothlin. Arthur's own creation, a lamp that hasn't moved from his bedside for the last 20 years. The bone part was acquired from an auction. They're not real. Probably. Lampert is constructed from the bones of an arm and most of a hand kept together with glue and hinges, allowing it to bend. The hand is missing all of its fingers. Luckily, Kothlin's superglue will keep the light part fixated to the palm of the hand. Lampert will be remaining at home for the talks for its safety.
	Christina Young age: 27 ❀ gender: F ❀ house: Young ❀ gate: Electricity height: 5'2" ❀ build: smol ❀ notable features: "I can't just let you out of my sight, Reason." Christina compensates for her short stature by being the smartest person in any given room. Skilled in all things electronic and mechanical, she can assemble and disassemble almost any device in a matter of minutes. Her expertise and heritage landed her an easy research position in her mother's labs. She spends most of her time in them. While she is attending the talks, she is not going as a representative. Her mother is there. Instead, Christina will be overseeing security in the tower, as well as acting as a pseudo-arbiter outside of the negotiations room. Her knowledge and gadgets will be extremely helpful to protecting the security of the talks.
	Eric Granis age: 34 ❀ gender: M ❀ house: Granis ❀ gate: height: 5'11 ❀ build: Solid ❀ notable features: Appears to sparkle in the sunlight "I'm quite popular with the ladies, you know... so. What do you think?" The eldest Granis heir, who will attending the talks. Known for being a bit of a womanizer. He may be attractive, but he's about as smooth as sandpaper. His reputation is something of a miracle. Something else he is known for is his swordsmanship, which he has the skills to back up as well. A shame that swords aren't the most practical of weaponary. Very pro-technologist. What he lacks in brain cells he makes up for in enthusiasm and bravado. Eric has enough optimism to get through even the direst of time.
	Alexander Reason age: 27 ❀ gender: M ❀ house: Reason ❀ gate: Air height: 5'10" ❀ build: Thin ❀ notable features: Terrible fashion choices "Aw, Tina, you never let me have any fun." When you first meet him, the heir to House Reason may strike you as odd. He dresses in a full suit with a fur cape, a top hat, and a funny mask. He never seems to meet your eyes. He's almost always holding Christina Young's hand. All these oddities are explained when you learn that he's blind. He hasn't let his condition get in the way of happiness, however. Reason will gladly joke, laugh, drink, and sing as if he were a normal man. He's even engaged to a technologist heir by the name of Christina Young. Obviously, he is a strong supporter of the North.

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It was chilly, Esther decided. Especially with what she was wearing - it was stylish, but the thin fabric and lace didn't do much in terms of combatting the crisp winter air. She was too classy for a coat. Then she would have to lug it around all evening, and it would be awful. No, it was either be cold or not show up at all.

At that moment, she wasn't the coldest Frey, however. In the place of a coat, she'd draped a suit jacket around her shoulders, black with red accents, much like her own dress. As for the owner of it? He was at her side, shivering just as much as Esther was and making no attempt to conceal it. Cain Frey, her very own cousin and personal wind breaker.

"Hey, uh, Ess. You're gonna give that back, right," Cain whined. He sped up slightly and his cousin followed suit. Both of them were pretty desperate to just get to the damn masquerade and out of the cold. And both were seriously regretting parking so far from the location. Esther had claimed that it was safer for them to not be anywhere near the actual location. That turned out to be a mistake, because it had been ten minutes and they were only just coming close to where they were supposed to be.

"Oh, you shouldn't worry about that. Of course, I wouldn't be caught dead in this thing." As if to prove a point, she shrugged it off of her shoulders, letting it slide to the ground. Cain caught it quickly, putting it back on just as fast. "But hey, that can't possibly be it. We must be in the wrong place." There wasn't much to look at. Just an abandoned hotel in the middle of somewhere. Not nearly extravagant enough for this kind of event. Esther narrowed her eyes. She'd been looking forward to the masquerade. "Look what you've done. We'll definitely be late at this rate." As they walked up to the front of the building, nothing about it changed.

"You're the one who... oh, nevermind," Cain said. "Well, it's totally the right address. Unless we got the wrong invite, this is the right place, yeah? Maybe the budget's been a little tight lately so they had to cut back on costs. You know how things are these days. Capitalism and all that, yeah." He pushed on the door, dragging a reluctant Esther in with him. She eyed the building suspiciously as she passed through the doorway.

Then the mirage vanished, revealing the true interior of the hotel. Esther let out a sigh of relief. Much, much better. But there was no time to admire it. This time, it was her who took Cain by the wrist.

"Wha-"

"Drinks, darling. They're free, aren't they?" Esther gave him a harsh tug.

"Cheers to that." Cain rolled his eyes, allowing himself to be led to where all of the tables had been set out. Not what he'd expect as his cousin's first priority, but that wasn't to say it annoyed him in any way. The food didn't disappoint at all. He absent-mindedly picked up a few things as Esther checked out the variety of beverages, looking around. A lot of people, more then he even knew. And Cain liked to think that quite a lot of people came around to the shop. Most were well dressed, though there were a few in more causal outfits, and some that were just straight up gaudy.

Who wore chains to a ball, anyway? Even Cain, who had worn the same jacket every day for the last three years, found that a little distasteful. The sheer amount of confidence that woman must have had was impressive.

the attic

a character sheet that has absolutely nothing to do with anything i will do in the future

Character Name

ℂardinal ℝift

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ℙersonal 𝕀nformation

Name: What it says on the tin.
House: Where you live. If you're a Lord or Heir, state that too.
Age:
Race:
Gender:
Appearance: Height, build, any notable features. Pictures are encouraged!

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𝕊o 𝕆n & 𝕊o 𝔽orth

Reputation: Not a personality section. How would others perceive you?
Alignment: Technologist, mage, or neutral? Please include some justification.
Skills: Tell us what you can do.
Backstory: Doesn't have to be too long.
Miscellaneous: Anything you want to put in that doesn't fit anywhere else.

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𝕄agic

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Gate: Doesn't have to be that long. If it's anything complicated or niche, write a bit more. You might want to include which Initial Gate it is derived from.
Flow: High, average or low?
Favour: High, average or low?
Field: Numbers or examples are appreciated.

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𝕋echnology

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Equipment: List the important stuff. Names, what they can do, maybe limitations. Don't tell us about what's in your wallet.

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ℍouse 𝕀nfo

*remove if your character isn't the lord/heir of an original house
Name: Your surname.
Domain: What do they manage?
Location: Pick one of the free locations on the map.
Members: Other Lords, Heirs, or important people. Names and statuses are all you need.
History: Keep it brief. Anything big, detailed or that you want to keep secret you can throw at the GMs.
Other Information: Everything else.

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Elise Dalris

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ℙersonal 𝕀nformation

Name: Elise Dalris
House: Dalris (Heir)
Age: 22
Race: Human (Mageborn)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Tall and elegant, Elise tends to tower over most other women at 5'11 (180cm). Her most notable feature is her dark hair, which is dangerously close to floor-length. As an heir of House Dalris, it's rare that she has free time, but when she does go out, she puts a real effort into her appearance. Always dressed to the nines with more things that sparkle than the night sky.

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Reputation: Despite the domain of her house being information, she doesn't come off as the most intelligent person. Totally airheaded and with little to no social awareness. Still, a daughter of the information house is one to be wary of. Let anything slip around her and it'll probably end up deep in the archives of House Dalris. It really does seem like everything she does revolves around her house.

Alignment: Money. Elise acts only within the interests of her house. They have no substantial losses or gains from choosing either side. If they had to pick, they would most likely remain faithful to the South. If the North were to pitch a good enough deal, however...

Skills:

• Experienced in diplomacy.
• Has an excellent memory - but she mainly uses it to remember gossip and incriminating information. It's an enjoyable pastime in House Dalris.
• Knows all fourteen ways to politely hold a teacup.

Backstory: The only heir of House Dalris, growing up with parents that always had their hands full. She was mainly educated and brought up by various servants that worked on her estate. Once she was deemed mature enough, they threw her into work as well. The constant flow of collecting information, retrieving it, and when there was nothing else to do, reorganising to make it more efficient. It never stopped.

Yet again, Elise is being sent to a diplomatic event in the place of Lord Dalris. Not an uncommon occurrence for her. These ones may just turn out to be a little more important to the others. Nothing matters in the end. As long as House Dalris remains powerful, wealthy and stable, nothing else matters.

Miscellaneous:

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𝕄agic

*if your character does not have magic, please leave this blank or remove this section
Gate: Light - but not the same as the initial gate. Instead of creating light, Elise's gate allows her to 'manipulate' light by using her magic to reflect, recolour, brighten or dim the light.
Flow: Average
Favour: High
Field: Around 20m.

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✲ Thalam Online ✲

The minute Neres entered the barracks, she was immediately pinned down. She watched helplessly as her health dropped down, and down, and... Okay, so maybe handing in the quest wasn't as easy as she thought. She really should've expected this. The guards were much stronger than them, probably to prevent people from ravaging a helpless village right off of the bat. Nevertheless, she made a silent vow to return some day and get her revenge. When she was done with the eternal grind, she would come back to Bellview and beat up all of the guards. That actually sounded like a lot of fun, so she made a point to try to not forget it. Pulling herself off of the floor, she left a quick message in the chat to figure out what the hell she was supposed to do. [Lothair]: Gotta treat the game like real life, fam. Kinda illegal and rude to walk into a military barracks irl without permission It was astonishing how much sense that made. It wasn't completely clear how she would get permission to go in - she couldn't go into the barracks to ask for it. Then it would make sense for there to be someone else she was supposed to find around the town. That was the logical conclusion, which she hadn't been making a lot of lately. Classic developer tactic to force you to explore. However! She would complete this task with utmost efficiency. Determined, she strode into the shopping district, still looking very dishevelled. As soon as she got close enough to the other people, she yelled as loud as she could: "Hello! I need someone to show me into the barracks! Like, now!"

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@Yankee Overall? Things were going well. Neres wasn't quite level three yet, but she would get there soon. That didn't matter though - because she had obtained the most powerful item of all. A really nice hat. Sure, she hadn't gotten it herself. She'd just traded Mimika for it. It was a joint effort, though. It was their combined effort that had gotten them that hat. The fruits of their labours had ripened and god, they were good. She couldn't say the same for the tunic she had, which was more sticky than any item of clothing should ever be, but it gave her stats... "Woo! We did it, Mimika!" she said, throwing her arms up into the air. It was still bewildering how she could move so effortlessly. "Without that other guy, too!" In her vision, the arrow indicating her next objective popped up. "Oh, we should... follow this, right?" So she did, and soon she found herself in the town of Bellview. She was impressed once again with how alive it was. There were many people, a lot of them selling various things. But Neres ignored them all, because she had no money. Thalam Online was a truly realistic game. The arrows continued all the way up to the barracks, where the aptly named 'Tu Tauri Al' was waiting. "Oh. That was surprisingly easy," she said. Without caring for consequences, she opened up the door and walked in. Time to hand in that quest!

Online N3R3S Class: Warrior Level: 2 112 // 105 // 105 [actions: -] Stats & Info Body: 8 (+4) Spirit: 3 (+2) Tech: 5 Equipment: >Basic Sword >Basic Shield >Red Slime Hat >Slime-covered Tunic

Kimetsu no Yaiba - Shingetsu

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The day continued. Kikumi left her underlings to their own devices, unusually. That isn't to say that she didn't check up on a few of them - but it was the evening and she needed some time for herself. She made her way down to the beach, though it seemed that she had been beaten there by some others. Tatsuo and a few of her students, no doubt enjoying the fresh sea air. The sea was chaotic, yet also calm and serene. The very thing that drew her to the breath in the first place. Seeing it was already occupied, Kikumi decided against going to the beach.

Instead, she made her way back to her home. It was much larger than the rooms of the students. The gift of owning the area. She gave a small nod in greeting to the flowers lining her walls, entering swiftly. It was silent, but she could tell there was someone in there before she saw them.

"You didn't come and see me," the person said. "Did Emi not tell you?"

"She did. But you're here anyway." Kikumi sighed. "Tell me what you want and go." She shuffled out of her shoes, staring up at Tsurugi. The useless one.

"Ah, it's been weeks. Aren't you happy to see me again?"

"No. You're not allowed in here." Kikumi placed her shoes neatly next to the door. She began to walk further into her house.

"Is that so? I'm leaving again tomorrow, so..." Tsurugi said, reaching for her shoulder.

"I see." She swerved his hand. "I wish you a safe trip." She didn't get a reply. Just a loud sigh and the sound of the door opening then closing. If that man had any redeeming qualities, it was that he knew when to quit. Even if he did it too often. Still, Kikumi felt a disappointed. Her house was too empty. Now it was just her, her thoughts, and all of the paperwork she had to do. It remained like that for the rest of the night.

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The next day came. Kikumi had slept less than she'd wanted to. Her mind was going in circles about the River Pillar business. She couldn't decide on anything. But that could wait until the night came once more. While the sun was up, it was time to train. She got ready quickly, slipping outside into the sunrise. Another day on the Sea Pillar Estate.

On the agenda for the day - starting the newbies on their training. That was, of course, Tatsuo's job. But Kikumi would go down later regardless. There was a decent chance he'd be off doing something else. On top of that, she'd need to organise her other students and then keep an eye on the new demon slayers. Just to see how they were settling into things. So much to do and only twenty-four hours in the day.

Black Iris Society

round 2

Cain Frey

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t h i s i s t h e s i n t h a t i w i l l c o n f e s s
t o r e l e a s e m y s e l f f r o m c o n s e q u e n c e

Name

Cain Frey

Nickames

His name has one syllable. Why would you want to do that?
(Cay has been making the rounds lately.)

Age

No one's actually sure. He's probably 18 or 19. He looks older, though.

Gender

Male

Sexuality

Bisexual

Relationship Status

Single

Species

Werewolf

Appearance Details

Cain looks nothing like anyone else in his family. For starters, he is substantially taller than all of them, at a comfortable 6'4 with a lean build. His face is more angular as well. Actually, he has quite pretty, feminine facial features, though they're partially covered by the mess that is his hair. Cain is a natural blond, but his hair is dyed dark blue. Neither colour stops him from standing out. His eyes are pink, which he makes no effort to cover up. Everyone just assumes they're not natural anyway.

If there's anything he shares with the other Freys, it's the ridiculous amount of jewellery he wears. A lot of it isn't visible underneath his clothes, but it's there. The most noticeable of them is all of the piercings he has. Interestingly, he doesn't have any other than on his ears. Cain's style is not very refined. He wears the same jacket to just about everywhere, regardless of the weather, and he has the ability to make everything he wears look like it's older than he is.

Personality Traits

Cain gives off a certain aura. Tall, rough guy with an attitude and enough edge to cut vegetables with. He acts like it too, until you've been talking to him for longer than ten minutes. At that point, he gives up on whatever kind of guise he has.

He's very talkative to the point of being obnoxious to some. He can just talk for a very long time about nothing. The way Cain is feeling shows plainly in the way he talks and on his face. He's perfectly friendly and outgoing, though sometimes it seems he lacks the social awareness and comes off a little differently. He does like to tease, but rarely in a mean spirited way.

Cain seems like the kind of person who would be stubborn, however he's anything but. Simply put, he's a pushover. Maybe he'll say no at first, but if you don't mind pushing a little there's quite a lot he'll do for you. Or you can just use the right threats. He's just doesn't want to know what would happen if he said no - he's afraid of people leaving him, and can be quite clingy as a result.

Skills

► He's a werewolf. He's strong, agile, the whole lot.
► Good at playing the piano. It's probably his only hobby.
► Great at his job - the bit that doesn't need him to be a witch.
► Able to reach the top shelf, something other Freys can only dream of.

Weaknesses

► He smokes. It's not the easiest thing to quit, but he's trying.
► Consequences? What are those?
► Weak-willed, he'll do nearly anything if you ask well enough.
► Has a few abandonment issues.

History

"Have you met my children, mother? Aren't they cute?"

"Children? Mara, what are you on about?"

"This one looks just like me, doesn't it? But not this one."

"These aren't yours. Who are they? Where are they from?"

"Maybe I should dye my hair..."

"Mara! Listen to me! What have you done!"

Cain isn't a Frey by blood. He's not sure when or where they got him from, because he doesn't remember much from his early childhood. He could probably make a decent estimate if he thought about it enough. Which he doesn't. Everyone he asks about his origins gives him a different answer. Truly, it's infuriating.

It would be hard to convince him he shared any DNA with the Freys - a blond werewolf in a family filled with tiny witches doesn't add up at all. He's not alone in being adopted, but even his younger 'brother', Abel, is more like everyone else. Short, blessed with dark hair and the pale shape of a moon on his hand. It's just so clear that Cain is different, and he gets treated like it too by his family.

He also works at his aunt's florist. As far as actually working with plants goes, he's pretty passionate about it. Even then, it's Esther who will be inheriting the business. Sometimes life doesn't go the way you want it to. Sometimes you realise that it never will.

It's best to just give up on your ambitions.

Misc.

Artist: mikkat | #de74be
► The Frey Family
▼ The Frey Family is a large and ancient one. There are probably a hundred of them running around somewhere on the planet. The family branches interact with each other as little as possible, while all claiming to be the main family. They are all concerned for each other's safety, however. If one Frey is exposed as a witch, it doesn't bode well for the rest of them.

a handy family tree

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@LukasVolkov Your [/indent] for the history section is missing the [
If you put it in, it should fix it.