Azalea

Wizard Characters {Midorimacchi & Azalea}

LYSANDRE PETROVA
79 years old
21/11/1065

Lysandre grew up in the west, but arrived in the main city two months ago after leaving behind his family and hometown. He is quiet and aloof, never saying a word to anybody; only communicating through nonverbal gestures, writing, and the occasional grunt. He aimlessly wanders the poor district every night and tends only to stop when he comes across a place of interest, such as a bar, or when somebody offers him a smoke. Lysandre is deaf in both ears so he judges others solely by their actions. His eyes are more developed than the average wizard; he can clearly see through the darkness and has enhanced peripheral vision. He is very observant of his surroundings and nearly nothing escapes his sight.

Despite how indifferent he seems on the outside, in reality, Lysandre has a kind heart and won’t hesitate to lend his aid if he spots somebody in trouble. He helps silently and without reward, even if he is put in danger like fending off attackers on a helpless wizard, and tends to wordlessly leave before he can be thanked. He has a soft spot for children and he is popular among the orphans on the streets because he randomly appears bringing them food.

Vampire Mafia

ALU & OLIVIER
“Hmm…” she mumbled unsure, narrowing her eyes at the magic user and not at all planning to ignore him. He was definitely suspicious and Alu was determined to find out more about him. She noticed the vampire try to take their attention away from the man by asking if they wanted to stay for dinner, but before she even thought of an answer, Alu froze at the sight of the meal that was being taken out of the oven. “Is that a duck?!” she yelled, hysterical at the sight. Losing her cool and throwing caution out the window, she instantly tore her gaze from the duck and gave an ugly look to the magic user, instantly suspecting him as the wizard they were searching for. “Wizard! Did you cook his majesty?! ”

“You think that roasted duck is royalty? It’s just a normal duck but…Ah…are you…you know, okay?” he asked, concerned for her health, wondering if she had lost her mind.

“I will be okay once you answer my questions. How did you do that? Was it magic?” She asked with sudden coldness, pointing to the charmed brooms.

“You wanna know how I was cleaning…? Yes, I used magic.” He answered, confused as he stared at the angry looking guests and completely forgetting her strange remark about the duck. But after a few moments, suddenly, his eyes brightened as if a lightbulb went off in his head and he smiled. “Oh…! Ohhhh I see, now I understand why you are curious. Wait just a moment, please.”

The janitor snapped his fingers. In the distance, a mop and bucket suddenly stopped their cleaning and began floating towards the group. Olivier grabbed the cleaning items, one in each hand, and gleefully shoved the mop into the woman’s hands and the bucket into the man’s. “Here you go! Welcome to the custodial staff!”

“W-w-what is the meaning of this, insolent wizard?!” shouted Alu as she dropped the mop onto the floor like it was on fire, earning a puzzled glance from Olivier.

“Eh? Aren’t you new janitors?” he asked the woman, wondering why she looked even madder than before. Olivier would have been honored to be given a mop, cleaning was so fun! These new janitors were so strange.

“Of course not. Why would you even think that…?” growled the woman, looking at him as if he was the worst thing she had never laid eyes on. It just made him feel even more confused and slightly uneasy, especially with the other man glaring at him too.

“But, why else would you want to know how to clean, if you aren’t a new janitor?” Olivier finally decided to ask, then glancing at Ampellio with bewilderment, wondering why he had bothered to bring these two to the kitchen if they weren’t here to help him.

JECHT

“Of course I care, I’m just not fucking weak like you, crying over every little thing!” he yelled back vehemently, bad memories instantly flashing in his mind; the time Trixxtal had been kidnapped, one of the few moments he let himself cry in public, and of all the times he cried in secret, alone. It made Jecht feel even angrier. Trixxtal didn’t know a damn thing, he didn’t understand at all!

"You can be so inconsiderate sometimes! I fucking hate you."

He stiffened at the cruel statement, not moving an inch as the vampire stormed away and locked himself in his room. He felt paralyzed by Trixxtal’s parting words and his anger vanished, as if cut down by a blade, leaving Jecht only feeling pain. “Hate me, huh…?”he mumbled, a bitter expression crossing his face. Frowning, Jecht walked in the opposite direction of Trixxtal’s room and approached the pet carrier he had left Cece in earlier. “Hey, Cece.” greeted Jecht in a subdued voice, unlocking the door and scooping up the puppy into his arms. “Trixxtal and I fought again.” He spoke dejected, looking at the animal as if she would respond back, “I wish you were the real Cece. He used to help me.” A lone tear slid down his face and he quickly wiped it away, in case one of the blond assholes decided to show up.

The puppy seemingly oblivious to Jecht’s despair, Jecht felt at a loss about what to do now, as he certainly couldn’t go to Tori’s place with Trixxtal. Jecht didn’t want to face him anytime soon, but he did not exactly feel like being alone. So his only option was….

“Valente.” he growled, glancing around the room and wondering where the wizard scampered off to. He felt so upset that he would rather hang around Valente than Trixxtal, which was really saying something. But he still didn’t want him roaming around the island wherever he pleased, so not knowing where Valente was really bothered him. “Where is that bastard?” he sighed, frustrated, running his fingers through his hair. But then Jecht suddenly froze. He just realized something. His hair. His hair was still the colors of the happy fucking rainbow.

"DAMMIT!"

Wizard Characters {Midorimacchi & Azalea}

JAYCEE HERALD
32 years old
06/05/1113

Jaycee was found in the poor district as a child abandoned on the streets. His parents, both members of the rebellion, rescued him and raised Jaycee alongside his numerous adopted siblings and encouraged them all to join the revolution. Growing up with adoration for their leader, Seraphion, Jaycee joined at the first opportunity and does his best to try to be useful for the cause. He acts as Seraphion’s messenger when information needs to be delivered in person to the recipient, especially in The Under where phones are rare, and usually follows the rebel leader around when Seraphion delivers news personally.

Wizard Characters {Midorimacchi & Azalea}

GRACIDEA MERLANI
64 years old
15/08/1080

Gracidea’s mother is a knight so she always wanted to become one too, but eventually Gracidea decided to become a protector instead since she could barely use a sword. Her parents both had their doubts because Gracidea has always been very easily frightened and bashful, but they supported her nonetheless and tried their best to help her overcome her timidness. She never got over her shyness, but she excelled at her tests when it came to combat due to training with her mother, which gave her enough qualifications to land her a job as a temporary protector for wizards who needed to be safely escorted to places. At most she had only guarded wizards for a week at a time, so Gracidea almost fainted from surprise when she got news of her first real assignment. She was to be the royal protector of Prince Arius, who had no interest in having a protector, and did his best to ignore wizards assigned to him. Apparently, he could disappear for days and would only be found if he let himself be found, and Gracidea was scared she would not be capable of being a good protector for someone like him. But when she actually met him, to everyone’s surprise he never tried avoiding her. Instead, Arius consistently stayed by her side, actually informed her when he was going to leave somewhere or do something, and willingly initiated conversations with her.

To this day, Gracidea is still very shy so half of the time she gets into awkward silences with him and she feels embarrassed whenever Arius randomly holds her hand or hugs her. The prince has a sporadic schedule so one day she could just quietly listen to him speak while they have tea at his house then the next day he’ll decide to take a random trip out of the city. He has some strange habits that confuse her and he always gives her strange gifts on holidays, and despite being his protector for the past 25 years, Gracidea still has no idea what to expect from him sometimes.

Another Time, Another Story

Roleplay Title:
Hold My Flower
Setting:
??/??/1144
Characters Involved:
Belmarie Black, Valhero Mancini, Arius Mastema

Belmarie was in the arms of a wizard who asked her to dance. Being a princess, wizards often gave her attention, but this man was by far the most handsome she had met tonight. He spoke so nicely to her and Belmarie couldn’t help but blush at all the compliments he gave her. Many wizards that tried to befriend or date her had caused Belmarie trouble in the past because they were just trying to use her status as princess to their advantage, but this man was different, she was sure of it!

Meanwhile, Valhero messed with his phone out of boredom, leaning against a pillar at the edge of the dance floor. “I hope something interesting happens…” he yawned, before putting his phone back in his pocket. He was only here because Belmarie insisted he accompany her to the party, but now he was left alone because she had been asked to dance. “I could be training instead of this.” He complained to nobody, glancing over to the dance floor. But as if Oz answered his prayers for the party to become more amusing, he saw Belmarie’s half brother Arius approach Belmarie and her date, sparking the Mancini’s interest.

Arius calmly gripped the man’s hands and gently moved it off Belmarie’s shoulder and onto his own. “Excuse me? What do you think you are doing, interrupting us?” the man, now irritated, glared at Arius but when he tried to move away, he didn’t have enough strength to overpower Arius’ grip. “Brother?” Belmarie asked confused, and Belmarie’s dance partner stiffened at the realization that he had just yelled at a prince. But Arius spoke nothing and just smirked; grabbing the man’s other hand off of Belmarie’s waist. The prince slipped his fingers into the man’s and spun him around. Now facing him, Arius pulled the man closer, so close that their chests were now touching, and ignored the wizard’s questioning gaze. Belmarie watched as Arius initiated a dance with her date and before she knew it, the pair was getting farther from her.

“Arius, what are you doing?!” she exclaimed, but her brother stayed silent, and danced away with her partner. They disappeared into the crowd and the princess just gaped, confused about what just happened. Belmarie only snapped out of it by Valhero walking up to her, who apparently saw the whole thing.

“I c-can’t believe your brother stole your date…pffft ahahah!” laughed Valhero, clutching his sides and Belmarie glared at her cousin.

“It’s not funny, Valhero!” she spluttered, her face red out of embarrassment that her best friend was laughing at her dilemma. She couldn’t believe that Arius just swooped in and took her dance partner away from her without a word, in front of all these people! Now Valhero could barely keep his composure because he thought the entire situation was hilarious. “Yes it is! Oh Oz, always invite your brother Arius to these events Belmarie.”

“Ugh, you boys are all idiots!” she growled, grabbing Valhero’s arm and leading them off of the dance floor.

They stayed to the side, away from the dancers and gossipers. Belmarie ranted for an entire fifteen minutes straight about how unfair this all was, especially whenever she accidently spotted Arius dancing with her date, while Valhero’s punishment for laughing was to listen to the whole thing. He felt it was still worth it, though. “How could he ditch me for my brother, I mean, I’m so beautiful! Right, Valhero? Tell me I’m pretty!”

“Yeah, you’re pretty…pretty lame for losing him to Arius!” he teased, causing Belmarie to punch him in the shoulder.

“You are impossible! You’re my best friend, so you’re supposed to take my side. Ugh, I’m getting a drink.”

As soon as Belmarie stormed off, Valhero suddenly felt a chill go down his spine. He jumped when he felt a hand grab his shoulder, and he spun around to find himself face to face with Arius’ red eyes. “Oh…it’s just you, “he sighed with relief, “Thank you for making tonight so much more interesting. Where did that man go?”

“It was no trouble.” He reassured Valhero calmly, ignoring Valhero’s question, “I could hardly allow that man to dance with my little sister, especially since he is closer to my age than hers.”

Valhero twisted his face in disgust, feeling glad that he had a wizard in his life who understood that big brothers needed to protect their little sisters from gross predators. “Was he really? Wow, it’s a good thing you showed up then. Also…you can let go of my shoulder now.” He informed awkwardly, but Arius made no movement and just stared at Valhero quietly, smiling. Valhero knew that Arius always acted like this but it never changed how uncomfortable he felt. He stared back in resignation, knowing that Arius would probably never change, so the two of them were just standing together in silence. Thankfully, the silence was broken by the princess.

“Brooother, how could you?!” Belmarie whined as she returned to them, a drink of punch in her hand, pouting as she took Arius’ hand and lifted it off Valhero’s shoulder, getting in between them. “Why did you do that, what if he doesn’t speak to me anymore? I didn’t even get to kiss him!” she pouted right in his face, but Arius looked unfazed by his sister’s complaints.

“Oh, that is unfortunate. He’s a nice kisser.” He spoke unconcerned, and while Belmarie was busy being flustered over his statement, Arius grabbed the drink out of her hand and drank it as if it was his own. “Thank you for the drink, Belmarie, I felt quite thirsty after all of those heated moments with your date.”

“ARIUS!” she yelled, her face even redder than before. But her brother just smiled and handed the empty glass to Valhero before turning around, walking away back into the crowd of guests without a word.

Vampirates

NEMESIS
“Aww, yeah that’s a great idea! We can get him a new wardrobe.” She smiled, wondering if Protettore had brought anything else with him when he was brought here from his home. Well, that didn’t matter, because it wouldn’t hurt to obtain a few extra clothes for him in case more got ruined in another attack. Of course, with so much damage to the ship and crew, Nemesis did not know if she should spend her money so frivolously. She may have spent money extravagantly as a child but now that she was a pirate, she stole items she wanted while saving her funds for things she needed.

“Hey, here’s an idea kid, do you know how to steal? If not, we can teach you while we get you some new clothes! It’s a great survival skill to have.”

CHARLIE
“…Let’s start with the deck. I think it has the most holes.” he suggested, slowly getting up from the ground and looking towards Videl. “It’s also the most obviously damaged… Jecht might get madder if the ship stays like this for too long, I think…”

Charlie didn’t mind cleaning at all. In fact, it made him feel useful to help out as long as he did not mess up. And he certainly had no idea how to act around a scared child; he would probably make things worse anyways because he was a failure. “I’ll try to help clear up some debris but…” he paused, glancing over to the charred areas of the ship as a result of Jecht’s lightning, “We’ll probably have to find more supplies in town to fix all of this.”

He walked past Videl and sighed when he saw the mess on the floor. Various pieces were scattered around in different sizes and Charlie even noticed that a wooden door was barely hanging on to the hinges. "Better get started." he mumbled, bending down and picking up a random piece of wood that was formerly apart of the wall.

☆☆ Not This Again

ETHAN
“Yes, thank you for telling them, brother.” He deadpanned, losing all hope of talking his way out of the dance off, since Rodrigo’s outburst had sealed his fate. Ethan had no idea how to dance, and it wasn’t as if he had some super skilled dancing ancestor he could magically inherit talent from within the next five seconds, so it looked like he was about to get schooled by a teenager in front of a group of more teenagers.

Ethan sighed and looked warily at Lucifel. “Uh, you can go first.” The caped boy just laughed and crossed his arms. Hopefully while Lucifel was dancing, he could try to remember some dancing Hibird did, but Ethan was not about to get his hopes up.

“Very well! For this dance off, I will show you moves from the depths of hell itself.” shouted the teenager dramatically, and with one motion, Ethan saw that Lucifel had somehow taken off his cape. Tiaro, who was apparently used to this, took out his cell phone and had an entire playlist of songs on it. Apparently Lucifel did mean what he said about hell, because what played from Tiaro’s phone was some sort of demonic orchestra music remixed into a dance song. “You cannot hope to out dance me!” bragged Lucifel as he danced, and Ethan had yet to figure out what he was going to do. Lucifel’s dance style was hip-hop, with some unique moves thrown in that Ethan was sure was meant to be in a dark ritual or something, and he could tell right away that his opponent was way better than him.

I would rather get detention or something. Why does this school do dance offs anyways? Oh yeah, the school aims for ‘good relationships’. he thought, thinking back to what Mr. Rousseau said. Wait a minute…good relationships…that’s it!

“Your turn, if you are not afraid to compete against the prince of hell!” Lucifel said as he did one final dance move, and Ethan nervously nodded. Ethan smiled at Lucifel, who stepped back after his thirty seconds were up. “Um, well good dance.” He looked at Lucifel and stepped forward, then suddenly spread his arms out dramatically, trying to reenact the motions that a protagonist who was about to triumph over the villain in an anime would do. Everyone in this school seemed ridiculous or at least loved flamboyance, so if he wanted to survive this, he needed to act with more flair than Lucifel! “But you know what will always defeat the darkness? The power of friendship! It works in all the stories I’ve heard and all the video games I’ve played. So that’s why, I will dance with my friends, both old and new!” He cheered with projected confidence, and Ethan grabbed Rodrigo’s hands and put them on his shoulders. “Come on, everyone, join me in a conga line. Get behind my brother and join the fight with me, the hero of light, against Lucifel, prince of darkness. ” He did not know if it was against the rules, but Tiaro changed the demonic hip-hop music to conga music anyways.

“Ahaha, what a clever idea! Fitting for a hero of light!” shouted an excited Lucifel and he surprised Ethan by being the first to join his bullshit conga line. Lucifel placed his hands on Rodrigo’s shoulders, trapping him between him and Ethan, giving him no choice but to participate. “Come, Hellhound Cepheus and Vampire Trixxtal, and denizens of Hell, let us all join the battle!”

“Hell yeah sounds fun! Hey Trix, I'm gonna do it.”cheered Cepheus, who was always up for whatever his friends wanted to do, and followed behind Lucifel. Other classmates joined the conga line after Cepheus did and Ethan led them around the classroom for his entire thirty seconds, hoping everyone would just forget that he was supposed to be in a dance off.

LUCIFEL
Breaking off from the conga line after thirty seconds and letting Cepheus take a hold of the hero of light’s brother instead, Lucifel ventured ahead to the side of said hero of light, Ethan. “Ahaha, let us make a peace treaty, and combine light and dark for the last minute of our ceremony!” he suggested to Ethan as he wrapped his arm around his shoulder, his horn poking Ethan’s eye. “Ow…”the blond mumbled, rubbing his eye. “You mean, finish the dance off together? Yeah, that’s fine with me.”

Feeling triumphant for getting the hero of light to agree to his terms, Lucifel laughed and pulled Ethan out of the line. "Underworld Guardian, change it to that song."

"Fine, but I hope you know joining together means getting a draw, and the rules say you still have to drop whatever issue you had earlier." explained Tiaro, who stopped the conga music and played a new song.

ETHAN
A song started playing and Ethan was completely confused about what was happening anymore, but at least Lucifel looked like he had completely forgotten about their dispute from earlier. "Do you know this melody, Hero of Light?" asked Lucifel, who appeared thrilled when the melody started playing.

"Uh, not really." he mumbled, but Lucifel started dancing by himself anyways. "You know what, that's a very interesting dance. I'll just watch you from over here so I can see it properly. "

"Very well! But I will teach it to you later! Everyone should know how to dance the devil's dance!" cheered Lucifel, making Ethan wonder if they had accidently become friends. The carefree one named Cepheus randomly started dancing beside Lucifel as well. "Haha, Luce, I wanna dance too!" he said, and a lot of classmates became excited at seeing the Glamour members dance together. The class was once again thrown into chaos and people were all just dancing or watching. Tiaro said nothing because Mr. Rousseau had yet to say anything, and Ethan didn't know if the teacher actually would.

"Oh..uh, ok." he replied to Lucifel, "But only if you teach it to my brother too."

Vampire Mafia

ALU
“Thank you.” She replied, cautiously stepped through the door alongside Zra. Alu felt relieved that they would not have to break in. The thought of fighting this particular vampire scared her more than facing off every other creature in the building. She did not want to be around him for much longer, but for her prince’s sake, she would face any danger.

“The kitchen it is, then.” she agreed, wondering if Zra suggested such a random place because he was hungry. But as they were lead to the kitchen, Alu silently followed behind the vampire and focused on trying to figure out just where she was sensing the magic from earlier. The building felt strange and it was like magic lingered everywhere, as if it was within the walls itself, rather than concentrated on a person. They turned the corner and Alu nearly stopped walking out of surprise.

In front of them was a strange object, moving entirely on its own. “What is that?” she pointed to what looked like a mop that was mopping the floor by itself.

OLIVIER
He just didn’t have enough time to clean the fortress all on his own. The spirit knocked out a lot of the hired help, so Olivier had to figure out a way to keep things clean and get some food cooked for when the boss’ uncles arrived. Since the kitchen had less help at the moment, he volunteered to help them, but he charmed a few objects to clean the fortress to help the other workers make the place spotless. A few mops were mopping the floor on their own on the bottom floors, some vacuums cleaning the carpet a few floors up, and dusters were in places at random. He wished he could just clean the fortress himself without relying on his magic, but food was more important, because Olivier had experienced firsthand how annoying vampires could get when they were hungry.

“Yo Olivier!” called out one of the cooks, “We just got a call from Marcellina. She wants to order some food for her human friend for some sort of welcoming dinner and snacks for Valente when he gets back.”

“Aight, we can hook them up with some of the extra food we cooked for the vampgramps. I think there was a roast duck in the oven almost finished, give em that.” He suggested. They always cooked double the food whenever the boss’s sons wanted to eat in case they started a food fight. But whenever they cooked dinner for Jecht and Trixxtal’s visits, they always made sure to make triple food, because with them there the chance for something to go wrong became significantly higher.

JECHT
Trixxtal’s jealously always warred against Jecht’s wrath and after about 300 years of both friendship and dating, it had only gotten worse. Jecht found it incredible how Trixxtal still managed to keep finding things to get mad at him for all the time and he just rolled his eyes as more accusations poured out of the vampire’s mouth. “I’m not giving you reasons to be jealous. You imagine things to be jealous about, and all on your own! I’m not doing a damn thing wrong.” He insisted, before narrowing his eyes at Valente for mentioning Cepheus. He still missed his old friend but because Trixxtal hated him, Jecht couldn’t even talk about him without Trixxtal becoming angry. Valente would pay for bringing his dead friend and his precious poodle into this fight, later. His gaze returned to the other vampire, who looked just as mad as Jecht did about the mention of Cepheus, despite their different reasons for it.

“I do love you but I’m not putting up with bullshit, so I don’t care if you’re getting tired of it! I’m tired of being accused of cheating because you can’t control your imagination.” He hissed, and let out a ‘tsk’ when he noticed tears forming at the corner of Trixxtal’s eyes. He honestly hated seeing him cry, but Jecht hated losing arguments even more.

“And are you about to fucking cry? Really?” he sneered, then bent down and reached for the fallen business card. He shoved it back into Trixxtal’s hands, making sure the lipstick was face-up out of spite. “Well how about you keep this damn card, since you’re acting like a pissbaby over it, and use it to wipe your tears. But if I need a job to get done, instead of just calling her, I’ll just have to visit her now in person since someone can’t handle me having a damn phone number.”

Vampire Mafia

ALU
“No, we are not looking for a vampire…”she frowned, but Alu was not ready to give up on their best lead just yet. While it was not the most optimal situation, the demon wondered if she could still somehow find a way to convince the frightening vampire to let them inside. “We are looking for a magic user. I sense magic within this building, which is why we were led here. Will you still be willing to assist us? Perhaps one of your men noticed something.” she asked, trying her best to speak civilly with the intimidating vampire and not look as unsure as she felt. She just hoped that she did not somehow offend him and cause them to get attacked.

But at the thought of an attack, Alu remembered that she had neglected to mention the most important part of their search. “Oh right! And a duck.” she nearly shouted, but an awkward pause followed her sudden exclamation, and all she heard was the raindrops pounding against the mud. “Ah…we are looking for one of those, too…A specific one.” she added.

“A vicious duck, most likely.” she guessed, figuring Prince Lucifel would not be any less aggressive or cruel just because he was turned into a bird.

JECHT
“What? I’m trying to get rid of the pest, and you’re worried about furniture at a time like this?!” he frowned back at Trixxtal, but instead of listening to him, all of a sudden he was acting friendly with Valente. Why was he letting him lean against his shoulder, and more importantly, why was Trixxtal letting the wizard even speak to him?! But in the blink of an eye, Valente somehow got ahold of the seamstress’ business card that he had put away where Trixxtal wouldn’t see it. “Stupid magic!” he shouted, but he couldn’t retaliate against the wizard because Trixxtal immediately glared at him with an expression that told Jecht they were about to get into another fight.

Now Trixxtal was waving the stupid thing in his face, yelling at him over it.

“The lipstick is just the logo for the shop. She’s not into me!” he denied immediately with obvious bullshit he came up with on the spot, also redirecting his anger away from Valente. Trixxtal getting bitten was the main reason Jecht became so furious, but now that he was arguing with him, Jecht hardly cared about Valente’s presence at the moment. He frowned at Trixxtal, irritated that the vampire had to overreact, like usual. “I didn’t show you, because I knew you would throw a bitch fit like you’re doing right now. But even if she was interested in me, who cares! It’s not like I give a shit about her feelings.” he retorted.

And typical of Jecht, rather than trying to end the fight, he continued the argument instead. “You should stop being so fucking jealous.” He said hypocritically, since Jecht acted nearly the same way if he noticed anyone trying to flirt with Trixxtal. “And don’t you ‘after all we’ve been through’ to me! Actually, after all we’ve been through, you should know I won’t let some dumb bitch come between us. But do you have faith in me? No! I always have to put up with this bullshit despite being completely faithful to you.”

Wizard Characters {Midorimacchi & Azalea}

BASA BARRU
131 years old
16/09/1013

The Head Executioner before Judicael, Basa is a wizard who believes in justice and did her best to cleanse Wiz of wizard criminals. She has great respect for the royal family and could never bring herself to harm any of them, which made her disobey Belzeneff’s orders and save Belissiah Black by giving him to her friend’s daughter, Furea. She currently lives in the Main City in the wealthiest district after buying a nice house with the money she earned from her old job.

She grew up as an ordinary commoner in the main city and spent most of her youth getting in trouble with her parents for getting in fights. Basa hated bullying and always beat up her classmates if she saw anybody picking on someone, and she was often isolated from others her age because she was bossy and intimidating. It wasn’t until she was 15 that she started learning to think first before throwing a punch, when her younger sister Baskette was born. Basa was involved with Baskette’s life as much as she could and always found time to play with her sister. She became much more patient and level-headed after constant babysitting and learning she couldn’t boss around an infant. Despite their age gap, Basa and Baskette developed a strong sister bond.

Basa was 21 when Bellarose began her ruled and she developed a hatred for criminals even more during this period. The middle class no longer existed and her family was unlucky enough to fall into poverty during this time, but they survived by growing their food in a large garden that her grandmother planted before she was born. Basa had to constantly fight off thieves trying to steal from her family and more than once she saw people killed on the streets over simple loaves of bread. When Belzeneff took over and their family was slowly able to recover again, Basa developed a great respect for the king. Her hatred for criminals still burning strong, she eventually became an executioner for the wizard council. As an executioner she was very strict about wizards who broke laws and as the years passed, started to feel less and less remorse for criminals sentenced to death. She was crafty in getting information out of prisoners and became one of the best torturers. Basa was eventually promoted to Head Executioner at age 70 and held the position until she decided to retire 15 years ago, when her health started to decline. She now lives in a luxurious house with Baskette, who moved in with her 10 years ago after getting cold feet at her wedding.