If you want me to create character sheets for the other four witches as well, let me know and I'll get them done! (Probably tomorrow, because it's midnight over here)
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One of the witches, whom had remained silent while the others were arguing, noticed someone standing at a distance from them and suddenly spoke up. "Somebody saw us." Was all she said, causing her four companions to look up from what they were doing. Morgana had quickly spotted the man, and quickly crossed the distance between him and her. She doubted that a stranger would mean good news, and if needed, she would harm the man. As long as the young witches would be fine, she'd do anything.
She grabbed the man's collar, not saying a single word as she dragged him back towards the other witches, where he should be able to see them clearly. "Do those seem like the kind of embodiments of evil your kind is accusing us to be of?" She asked, looking at him with an expression that did nothing to show what the woman was feeling.
If he were to try to escape from Morgana's grip, the young man would find himself feeling as if he were nailed to the ground, unable to get away. It was a simple but effective spell, and for now, it worked.
"We are not causing trouble to anyone. Our friend happens to be injured by one of those murderers you are glorifying for slaughtering us, while we were simply on our way to find a safe place to stay, where people won't try to murder us, just because we exist." The woman said calmly, still keeping the spell active. She didn't want to hurt anyone or take anyone's life, so she hoped the man could be reasoned with. Though considering what other humans were like, she doubted it.
She grabbed the man's collar, not saying a single word as she dragged him back towards the other witches, where he should be able to see them clearly. "Do those seem like the kind of embodiments of evil your kind is accusing us to be of?" She asked, looking at him with an expression that did nothing to show what the woman was feeling.
If he were to try to escape from Morgana's grip, the young man would find himself feeling as if he were nailed to the ground, unable to get away. It was a simple but effective spell, and for now, it worked.
"We are not causing trouble to anyone. Our friend happens to be injured by one of those murderers you are glorifying for slaughtering us, while we were simply on our way to find a safe place to stay, where people won't try to murder us, just because we exist." The woman said calmly, still keeping the spell active. She didn't want to hurt anyone or take anyone's life, so she hoped the man could be reasoned with. Though considering what other humans were like, she doubted it.
That's alright, don't worry about it!
"How much longer is it?" A voice sounded from the wandering group of women, the whiny sound getting on the nerves of Morgana. That question and variations of it had been asked far too much already, and the white haired witch that was leading the way let out a sigh.
"As I told you before, there's no way to tell. When we find a safe place to stay, we will know it, not before that." Morgana answered, a hint of annoyance being audible in her voice. Of course, she wanted to bring these women to safety, but sometimes they took more patience than she had.
"Can't we just take a break, than?" The same voice asked, followed by a sigh sounding just as annoyed as Morgana's previous words. "Fine, but not too long." The witch answered, stepping off the road and leaning against a closeby tree.
She watched quietly as the source of her annoyance, a witch with pitch black hair and deep blue eyes, sat down in the grass and let out a sigh of relief, pulling up the skirt of her dress a little bit, showing the wounded and injured legs hidden by it. The dried up blood made it appear much worse than it was, but it was still impressive that she managed to walk such distances with her legs hurt like that.
"Perhaps I can try to heal your legs." Another witch suggested, having a friendly and concerned look in her bright geen eyes.
"No." Morgana's answer was as short and clear as it could be, looking at the green eyed witch. "But Morgana, she's in pain!" The witch protested, unafraid to go against what Morgana had said.
"She will be in more pain if we burn at the stake because someone saw you using your healing magic." Morgana answered. "She can't keep walking around like this much longer, you're asking too much from her!" Another witch added, one with brown hair and hazel eyes.
Letting out another sigh, Morgana decided to just give in already. "Okay Willow, fine. You can heal her, but be quick." She said, after having made sure that there were no knights close.
"As I told you before, there's no way to tell. When we find a safe place to stay, we will know it, not before that." Morgana answered, a hint of annoyance being audible in her voice. Of course, she wanted to bring these women to safety, but sometimes they took more patience than she had.
"Can't we just take a break, than?" The same voice asked, followed by a sigh sounding just as annoyed as Morgana's previous words. "Fine, but not too long." The witch answered, stepping off the road and leaning against a closeby tree.
She watched quietly as the source of her annoyance, a witch with pitch black hair and deep blue eyes, sat down in the grass and let out a sigh of relief, pulling up the skirt of her dress a little bit, showing the wounded and injured legs hidden by it. The dried up blood made it appear much worse than it was, but it was still impressive that she managed to walk such distances with her legs hurt like that.
"Perhaps I can try to heal your legs." Another witch suggested, having a friendly and concerned look in her bright geen eyes.
"No." Morgana's answer was as short and clear as it could be, looking at the green eyed witch. "But Morgana, she's in pain!" The witch protested, unafraid to go against what Morgana had said.
"She will be in more pain if we burn at the stake because someone saw you using your healing magic." Morgana answered. "She can't keep walking around like this much longer, you're asking too much from her!" Another witch added, one with brown hair and hazel eyes.
Letting out another sigh, Morgana decided to just give in already. "Okay Willow, fine. You can heal her, but be quick." She said, after having made sure that there were no knights close.
Alright, take your time!
Alright, I just posted mine!
Name: Morgana Blackwood
Age: 22
Gender: Female
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Biography: Being the daughter of a evil witch, Morgana was taught how to practice witchcraft very well by her mother, but also despised her mother because of the way the woman used her magical gift. As a result, Morgana had little trouble with watching her mother being burned at the stake, even considering it a good thing. Because of this Morgana is believed to be disturbingly coldhearted by other magic users, even the group of young witches that are travelling with her. She has scars on her body that are usually hidden from sight by her dresses and robes. The scars are all from magical attacks, due to suffering from physical abuse by the hands of her mother, though nobody is aware of those scars, nor the abuse Morgana has gone through.
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Appearence:
Biography: Being the daughter of a evil witch, Morgana was taught how to practice witchcraft very well by her mother, but also despised her mother because of the way the woman used her magical gift. As a result, Morgana had little trouble with watching her mother being burned at the stake, even considering it a good thing. Because of this Morgana is believed to be disturbingly coldhearted by other magic users, even the group of young witches that are travelling with her. She has scars on her body that are usually hidden from sight by her dresses and robes. The scars are all from magical attacks, due to suffering from physical abuse by the hands of her mother, though nobody is aware of those scars, nor the abuse Morgana has gone through.
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"It shouldn't cause any trouble." Blythe said to Solomon. It aodt seemed like he was being nice, which really surprised her.
"Do you want me to join you?" Claire asked Israfil, looking at him.
"Do you want me to join you?" Claire asked Israfil, looking at him.
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Blythe shrugged upon hearing Solomon say that she was stronger than Claire and Israfil. "Only when it comes to dealing with combat. I'm messed up in different ways." She answered. She wasn't going to explain that further, although it was the truth.
"You didn't know what happened at the front, I shouldn't have expected you to understand what it was like and how it made me feel." Claire said, looking at him. "But you're right, we're doing this to protect others. It's a good thing, even when it's difficult."
"You didn't know what happened at the front, I shouldn't have expected you to understand what it was like and how it made me feel." Claire said, looking at him. "But you're right, we're doing this to protect others. It's a good thing, even when it's difficult."
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Hey, sorry for being so indecisive, but I don't be joining the rp, sorry!
I'll get a post for this one done after a while!
I'll get a post for this one done after a while!
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