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Harvest Moon ~ Willow's Valley

Emma Wilson

Emma Wilson

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Appearance:y
She has medium length black hair, large round brown eyes, a smirk that seems to be stained on her face. Her skin is pale for someone who spends most of their time outside. She usually is wearing darker colors to hide the dirt on them that she accumulates throughout the day.

Birthday: Autumn, the 13th

Occupation: Florist/Botanist.  She took after her father, and helps him run the shop where they sell seeds to the farmer's of the town.

Personality:
Reserved, and typically keeps to herself. Though if you're a friend of her's, she has quiet the quirky attitude. She is known for her dripping sarcasm, and witty responses. Emma is helpful, and knowledgeable about any plant - so if you have any questions, come see her.

Likes:
Roasted Vegetables, any fish dish, the moon, flowers, fresh sweets, animals, hot chocolate, walks, horses, listening to music, visiting the beach after work, going swimming, receiving wild flowers from the surrounding areas, home-cooked meals, star gazing in the hills, nature.

Dislikes:
Beef dishes, spicy foods, sleeping in, television, overly hot weather, when people don't take care of the flowers she gives them, cocky men, plain ignorance.

History: Emma was born & raised in Willow's Valley, her mother passed away after childbirth - and she was raised solely by her father. He was a botanist, and opened a Floral shop with Emma's mother - she worked the inside, and sold flower arrangements, and seeds. While her father tended to the gardens, and supplied the shop. Emma would work the gardens with her father when younger and absorbed everything her father taught her like a sponge. Emma loved to watch the flowers grow day by day, seeing what all the love and care she was pouring into them was doing to them. Around 10 years old, Emma was helping run the shop with her father - mainly selling flowers, and seeds for him. She still now works at the shop, and manages the inside by herself while her father still tends to the gardens. They live above their shop, with the gardens located out back behind it.

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Brielle waved her hand in the air, as if shooing away some fly "Don't thank me, I just abide by the Kings wishes..." she said earnestly, and began leading them towards the center of the outside village. Where all the beggars, and shop keepers were at - "oh come on....you can't come this far and not get your trowel....I didn't just defend you for no reason..." Brielle slightly glared at him, a unsatisfied exhale escaping her lips. "Quiet frankly, you demons have overstayed your welcome...." she muttered under her breath. Brielle wished for nothing more than to live in a world where she still had her parents. But reality was far to thick for fantasy dreams to come mingle in. She sucked her bottom lip in as the being asked for her name, kind of regretting her previous comment. The boy had so far been kind, and gave no reason to show ill will towards.
"I'm Brielle, one of the Sanctuary hunters. You bring goods in for trade, correct Lucile?" She expressed a warm small smile, and placed a strand of her long chestnut hair behind her right ear. "Look - how about we get you what you need, yeah?" The breeze brought forth the smell of the cooked breakfast from within the mountain dwelling. Her stomach followed through with a rumble, she looked at Lucile and scratched the back of her head "you wouldn't happen to have a sweet potato...would you?" She didn't expect him to have one or even give it to her at this point.

@Hawlin at work and on my phone. Sorry for the shortness!

Harvest Moon ~ Willow's Valley

Wondering the same - if so I wanna reserve Botanist/Florist!

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I typed a novel. 0____0

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"I only have produce..."

She blinked a few times, upon staring at the mutt inquisitively - Brielle lightly knew as to why he came to the Sanctuary. So she didn't care to futher question him. For the Villagers that hunted/guarded/dealt with newcomers - they were updated frequently on newcomers that were accepted into the village. King Dominick was a righteous man, he was kind and offered a hand of help to those in need - when others turned a blind eye. Unfortunately, due to Brielle's families circumstance's she disagreed with the King on these matters. Not seeing why they needed any Mutt's around. But because she was someone who guarded & aided the 'people', she saw it as her duty to protect everyone - regardless of species. The years of being a hunter and encountering Mutt's was certainly helping her get over her hatred. But the road to recovery was a very, very long one for her. Through the years - the King interviewed many Mutt's, and had them escorted through town. There has been few that no longer require escorts anymore - but of course there are always newcomers. These interviews merely @GoodLuckTuckdetermined if he saw them as whole-hearted, or truly demonic. So far, the King handn't been wrong about any he allowed to coexist with Sanctuary. Which in turn, was why Brielle tried to not be so hard on those she encountered. She stared at his outfit, not understanding how it came together or even could be taken off. The walk to the gate was silent, she could clearly feel a tension and wasn't exactly opposed to it. "Luciel.." She almost hummed, and nodded with affirmation.

"Goooood morning, Brie" Someone chirped, she gave a nod towards the Guard. He wasn't particularly her favorite - a stereotypical guard that abused the power he was given. "Good morning - Derrick," Brielle expressed a tight-lipped, unenthused smile. She looked to Luciel as he made a comment about her hunt being successful. She saw how uncomfortable his demeanor became as Derrick got in his, his face was twisted with what Brielle read as fear.

"I...I need a new trowel" His voice was so light, she felt it pull on her heartstring as irritation welled up for even feeling bad. Confliction weighed in. She did nothing though, but watch it all unfold. She was giving a test of her own, to see how this Mutt would react back.

Brielle grimaced though as she saw Derrick's personality in full force, her eyes left the two for a moment and skimmed the area. Noticing it was causing a small commotion from the morning crowd of beggars, rising village dwellers, and shop owners setting up for the day. "Derrick...maybe you should calm down," She said. A few familiar faces making eye contact with her, as the scenario unfolded, she felt her heart start to race. The boy's shrill shriek brought her view back to the two, he was basically pleading for his life now - in that moment she decided he had no ill intentions. Instinctively she drew an arrow from its holder on her back, and quickly armed her bow - pointing it directly at Derricks face. She surprised herself in doing this 'Well, I have to follow through now..'

The arrow quivered for a moment, she wasn't the best with confrontation. "There should never be a day, that one should have point their weapon on their fellow comrade..." She barked loudly, "Pick up your stuff..." Her gaze shifted to Lucile, nodding towards the things Derrick had ever so kindly made a mess of. "We allllll know, Derrick, the King wouldn't approve of this. Regardless if we do, or not..." She gritted her teeth, a little bit of anger welling up for sticking up for a Mutt. But at the same time, she couldn't condone his actions. She lowered her Bow as Derrick reacted.

"H-He's being escorted, by me. Inside. And will be under my watch for the day. Touch him, I'll shoot you - we all know I don't miss". She made this threat out to everybody in the immediate area. That was the truth, the same could not be said about her close range fighting though. She walked forward past Derrick into the Sanctuary, turning back and crossing her arms as she locked gazes with Derrick again angrily. "Come on," She ordered to Lucile, her eyes still locked with the stubborn guard. "Goran is gonna be pleased to hear about this...." She stuck her tongue out, spun around on her heel and walked further inside.

@Hawlin
@Ktyhrea@Lord Orgasmo@GoodLuckTuck(if you want to join in)

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@BishopAccepted! Love the already set up proposal for a huge demon we can incorporate later!! Have fun posting, throw yourself in wherever!

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@KtyhreaOhhh PM on them deets. I'm interested.

And how does everyone else feel on having a 2nd character/ other having a 2nd character?

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How long she had been resting in the tree was beyond her, she had gotten through enough pages of her book before being interrupted. The sounds of something moving towards her caught her attention. She surveyed the area from the branch she was in and saw a being come into sight - whom greeted her immediately. She stared at him, as he adverted eye contact with her. Brielle stared at his horns, and pursed her lips in thought, a smacking sound being produced as she snapped the book shut upon recognition of the mutt. Placing the book back into her satchel quickly, she simultaneously threw the apple she'd been eating away from them - a thud sounding off in the distance as it collided with the earth. Brielle narrowed her eyes at the face of the boy, she had seen him previously - and knew he was one of the few mutts to do business with the Sanctuary.
The narrowing of her eyes was merely her thinking of how to handle the situation, though could probably be taken the wrong way. It took her a moment to recognize him, since she never had to really deal with him. Which was fine by her, she only liked to encounter demons when she was killing them. Unfortunately, in Brielle's mind, King Dominick had a soft spot for mutt-borns, though many who respected his kind would say 'half-breed', she referred to them as 'mutt's'. Her distaste for demons lingered heavily over her life - once your whole family has been slaughtered by them its kind of hard to want to trust any kind of them. She jumped down from the tree branch, and inhaled deeply.
"You're on your way to Sanctuary?" it was a question but came off more like a statement, while walking towards the half-breed.
Brielle was never exactly 'mean', she just wasn't a fan of a demons or any who ran with them. She tried her best to always be rational, but distain hung in the air thickly - due to her tone, and body language. She clenched her bow tightly in her right hand, and forced a small smirk. "I'll walk with you - My day hunting hasn't been so productive...." She groaned, and joined the traveler by his side. Her demeanor seemed to relax a little as they walked together, "What was your name again?" Brielle questioned, moving a low hanging branch out of the way as they moved towards the entrance.

@Hawlin

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I'm about to disappear for the night, will probably be on later. But just wanted to add in ~ I'm all about people using creativity and making it fun. So if you wanna plot with each other, have questions for me, whatever feel to do so and use that imagination! I'm not too strict on demon powers and such because to me, demons aren't exactly limited and bound by any means in the magical/appearance/powers aspect. Sooo....yup!
If you have anything pertaining with like the King or his Advisors message me and we can plot some stuff out too!

And also..is anyone interested in having a 2nd character? I myself have ideas for other characters and am wondering if we should expand it out to a limit of 2 per if anyone wants to......... x)

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@KtyhreaYes!
It was honestly @Lord Orgasmo post that made me realize I forgot to add it in haha.