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Started April 04, 2018 by Deleted user

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also it’s probably a hassle to type my username every time u want to address me so my name is Lucy nice to meet u
also I changed her name cause it was throwing me off is that ok?

Hayden stepped out of a hall and next to Riann. “Princess,” she grinned.

(That's fine. )

Riann smiled, stepping towards Hayden. Her twin sisters were now standing in the middle of the hall and still arguing. "It's about time you showed up. I didn't think I could last another moment with them." She motioned towards Cala and Zandra.

“Did someone get another boyfriend!” She laughed, looking back at them.

Riann sighed. "Balls. They love to compete with each other." She continued to walk with Hayden, nearing the gates. "Which reminds me, we have another party with a kingdom tonight. The whole Militia is invited to attend." She glanced at her.

She winced a little. “Sounds kind of fun, honestly. Dancing’s great. But the hair is a dead giveaway, isn’t it?” She asked, lifting a strand of her white hair. That was Hayden’s Mark - pure white hair.

Once the animal was dead, Thatcher put his gloves back on and stood up. He exhaled sharply and strides to the other end of the alleyway. He slipped his cloak on and threw his hood up, hiding his fiery red hair. He emerged into the market, glancing around at others. Everyone seemed unmarked there, and it made him slightly uneasy. He adjusted his gloves and made his way out of the marketplace, traveling along the edges of the crowds.

She nodded. "Don't forget the eyes." Riann motioned towards them. Even now they seemed to be shifting to different shades of blue in the sunlight.

Thatcher made it out of the market where there seemed to be more marked people. He removed his hood, his bright red shirt mow showing, and his black eyes more visible. He had been lucky he didn’t end up crippled like other marked people. He had grown fond of his brightly colored hair, though some compared his eyes to something a demon would have.

( here let me make that )

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
Backstory:
Power (If they have that):

(This is the template..)

( here let me make that )

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
Backstory:
Power (If they have that):

(This is the template..)

(Okay)

Name: Raven Wolf
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Personality: Brave, kind, sassy, cynical, artistic, inventive, intelligent.
Backstory: Lived in the forest for most of her life, her parents burned at the stake when she was 12. She now helps free those who are captured for their powers.
Power: Able to speak to animals, heal, fly, and manipulate the elements (Air, Earth, Water, Fire, Weather) and feel peoples emotions and read their minds, and do telepathic conversations with others, magic in general.
Looks: (Below)

Name: Raven Wolf
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Personality: Brave, kind, sassy, cynical, artistic, inventive, intelligent.
Backstory: Lived in the forest for most of her life, her parents burned at the stake when she was 12. She now helps free those who are captured for their powers.
Power: Able to speak to animals, heal, fly, and manipulate the elements (Air, Earth, Water, Fire, Weather) and feel peoples emotions and read their minds, and do telepathic conversations with others, magic in general.
Looks: (Below)

(This looks good but maybe that’s a bit overpowered?)

Name: Raven Wolf
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Personality: Brave, kind, sassy, cynical, artistic, inventive, intelligent.
Backstory: Lived in the forest for most of her life, her parents burned at the stake when she was 12. She now helps free those who are captured for their powers.
Power: Able to speak to animals, heal, fly, and manipulate the elements (Air, Earth, Water, Fire, Weather) and feel peoples emotions and read their minds, and do telepathic conversations with others, magic in general.
Looks: (Below)

(This looks good but maybe that’s a bit overpowered?)

(Sorry, forgot to mention there's a drawback to her powers: With magic, it's spells and wands, and she can't use her element powers without going into a coma if she over-uses them, like something big, such as moving a mountain, would severly injure her, whereas tiny clouds would make her sleepy over time.)

Name: Raven Wolf
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Personality: Brave, kind, sassy, cynical, artistic, inventive, intelligent.
Backstory: Lived in the forest for most of her life, her parents burned at the stake when she was 12. She now helps free those who are captured for their powers.
Power: Able to speak to animals, heal, fly, and manipulate the elements (Air, Earth, Water, Fire, Weather) and feel peoples emotions and read their minds, and do telepathic conversations with others, magic in general.
Looks: (Below)

(This looks good but maybe that’s a bit overpowered?)

(Sorry, forgot to mention there's a drawback to her powers: With magic, it's spells and wands, and she can't use her element powers without going into a coma if she over-uses them, like something big, such as moving a mountain, would severly injure her, whereas tiny clouds would make her sleepy over time.)

(Alright..)

(Name: Rebecca amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) Tulia (Everyone calls her Becca though)
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Quiet, shy, friendly, caring, knows more than she lets on, kind of awkward with people she doesn't know
Appearance: Dark magenta hair that goes to her ribcage, which is in small and kind of messy curls, dark brown oak eyes, tan, slim, fit. (She's Cherokee)
Backstory: Will be developed more during the story to fit the story. But she has a turquoise dragon with purple eyes named Beni who can change her size.(i.e. can go from being the size of a mouse to the size of an elephant) And lives with her grandfather. She is one of the Marked. (The magenta hair gives it away)
Power (If they have that): She has absorbable brown eagle wings, can talk to animals, and has telekinesis.
~
Good??))

She nodded. "Don't forget the eyes." Riann motioned towards them. Even now they seemed to be shifting to different shades of blue in the sunlight.

“Good luck to us if we decide to go,” she laughed.

Thatcher jogged through the slums, strands of his hair blowing into his eyes. He pushed them out of the way and eventually was out of the slums, now towards where more of the rich estates were. He usually bartered his services there, though he didn’t end up making many offers. Mostly, as soon as people saw he was marked, they slammed the door in his face. He jogged up to a nicer place, but was met with a gate. Carelessly, he hoisted himself up, climbing up and over the gate. He jogged up the front path before he got to the front door and knocked, waiting.

Becca sat on her bed, rubbing her injured knee. Beni gave a little sigh and wiggled under her arm. It hurt so much. Just because she was Marked did it really mean that she should get slammed into a wall for it? She was just glad that the resistance had a base so she could feel safe falling asleep.