Arella Mae

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Out Of Character

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Name:Remington
RP Experience:6-7 years
Referred By:Shadin

The Character

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First Name:Arella
Middle Name:Sabriel
Last Name:Mae

Nickname(s):Birdie
Job Wanted:none
Age:20
Blood (Pure-Blood, Full-Blood, Half-Blood, Muggle Born):Half-blood
Wand (Core, Length, Wood Type):Unicorn hair, 10 1/2 inches, vine wood
Natural Immunities or Strengths:Arella is very good at Transfiguration and Charms. It was something she was taught from the moment it was known she was a witch and not a mortal in a magical family. She enjoys the two areas in magic above any other magic and can often be found practicing on things of her own, such as her bedroll or spare garments. As for natural immunities, Arella doesn't get sick very often. She seems to miss allergies, small little colds and day bugs. But, when she does get sick, it's usually something big that she's sick with for a week or longer.

Other:Arella's not one to hold a grudges because to her, it takes up too much brain energy when she could be focusing on other things.

Personality

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Personality [2+ PARAGRAPHS]
Arella is a free spirit, for the lack of better words. When she was a child, her mother had such a hard time teaching her inside and keeping her focused on her work so the girl could actually learn something, such as math, sewing or cooking. The magic teacher of the small village Arella lived in had trouble teaching her too. But, the teacher, Mrs. Knowles, knew Arella was a 'diamond in the rough' and she wouldn't give up on her. Mrs. Knowles figured different and creative ways to teach her and make the dark-headed girl learn. She learned Charms and Transfiguration quickly, but struggled with Potions. The Dark Arts weren't something taught in the village, but she did hear stories from travellers that would stop in the village. She was forced to sit through history, but Arella often stared out of the window or day dreamed. Outside of class, Arella was often found high in trees or on the top of someone's house, trying to see how well and for how long she could balance. Arella could be found making a flower or grass wreath and people that saw it thought it was just an illusion that she could sit so still.

She's a very out-of-this-world person, her head always two hundred miles above the clouds and her feet nowhere in sight to be pulled down. Arella doesn't only want to see what's in front of her. That's too boring according to her logic. She loves to imagine new worlds even though she lives in a pretty fantastic world now. She's come to be the town storyteller over the years and absolutely loves her 'job'. All the kids and even most of the adults love to sit down or stand around when she sits down for 'storytime.' Arella is a very friendly person, always giving anyone that comes across her path a bright smile and a wave. She'll share anything she has, even if it means she'll have to make do with less. She's a firm believer in karma and really doesn't want it coming back with evil intentions for her.


Likes [3+]:open fields, silence, colors, travelling
Dislikes [3+]:huge crowds, staying still, small spaces, chaos

Strengths [3 only]:quick, small, Transfiguration, Charms
Weaknesses [3+]:trusts too easily, gullible, scares easily, people pleaser

Values:Arella values honesty, loyalty, kindness above else.
Quirks:Arella tends to say what's on her mind and doesn't think about the consequences of her words sometimes.
She's always extremely apologetic afterwards though. She'lll dance in the rain, no matter what she's wearing.

Appearance

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Hair:Chocolate brown, falls in soft waves. Arella usually had it in a ponytail or a braid.
Eyes:Warm brown with golden flecks

General Appearance [2+ PARAGRAPHS]
Arella is slim and limber, both coming with her from when she was younger. She always had a high metabolism, so her ravenous monster-like eating habits never had any effect on her body. She's extremely graceful, and it's almost like she's floating above the ground. Despite the mannish ways she dresses, there is an air of elegance around her. But, she doesn't act snobby. Arella is a very clean girl and stays that way as much as she can.
Her eyes are a warm chocolate brown like melted chocolate and they light up when she smiles. Her lips aren't extremely full, but they're not pencil lips. She has high cheekbones that are common in her family and her skin is a light brown from all the travelling she does. Her nose is completely straight, even tohugh she's broken it twice. Learning bits of healing from the Haiti people did come in handy.


Unique Marks, Scars and Features:She has a streak of white hair on the underside. It's only visible when she has her hair in a ponytail, which is alpsy always. The streak is from an experiment gone wrong. Arella has a scar going through the bottom of her left eyebrow at an angle. She cut it doing an experiment.

Family

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Parents:
Father:Camen Mae
Mother:Kye Mae

Spouse:Was engaged, but she called it off.

Siblings:None

Opinion On Family:Arella was extremely close to her mother and father growing up. They completely doted on her, but she wasn't sheltered as other kids like her were. She'd love to have kids someday, but she hasn't found a reason to settle yet. But, when Arella finally does, she wants someone who truly loves her and a big family maybe five to eight kids.

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History [3+ PARAGRAPHS]
Arella was the only child and that meant she got every attention her parents could give her. She was and still is extremely close to both of them. When she's with her father, everyone calls them twins. It's the same way with her mother when Arella is with her. She loved learning things from each of them that they wanted to pass down and she soaked it all up, even though she was just a little girl. Arella learned things quick, but didn't really show it off like others. People usually thought her simply as a ditzy girl because she acted and spoke in such a spacey way. But, since people didn't always expect a lot from her, it was always fun

She was a pretty little girl that everyone doted on, but she was a beautiful teenager that every guy followed. She grew into her gangly body and was now a graceful young woman, but she didn't ever notice all the adoration the young men gave her. Arella was too busy. She had better things to do, like practicing her magic or being her bird-like self. When she finally turned 17, she finally saw a man that caught her attention and she caught his. He was a traveller and everything about enchanted her and they were engaged by the time she was eighteen. But, he wanted to get settled quickly and stay having kids immediately and that didn't sit well with her. She wanted to see more of the world and the marriage wouldn't let her. So, three months before the wedding day and six months before her nineteenth birthday, she called it off and left town.

Arella is a traveller and has been to about twelve countries in a year. But, un some countries, she didn't stay more than two weeks and she stayed longer in others. It just depended on how interesting they are. She picks up on the legends of every country and remembers them to tell as stories later on.



Rp Sample [3+ PARAGRAPHS]
She sat up on the pallet and stretched her limber body. She tended to curl up when she sleeped. Arella rolled to her knees and bent back, feeling everything strain for a moment before stretching comfortably. She stood up and bent forward, touching her toes before continuing on with her stetches. Finally, Arella stood up straight and smiled. She pulled on a pair of men's riding beeches and buttoned up a fitted green shirt before tucking it in. Arella slipped on a pair of black, knee-high riding boots before running a hand through her hair. She drug a sliver brush through her chocolate hair and thought for a moment before quickly braiding it. She put in a pair of simple silver studs in her ears. Arella jogged outside to a near river and cleaned off her face, glad she'd taken a bath the night before.

Arella trekked back to her pallet beneath a large oak tree and deftly rolled it up and tyings rope around it. Tossing it over her head and sliding the two straps over her slim shoulders, she threw the small purse over her torso. It was one of those magicked purses that held anything. Arella didn't have anything she didn't need but everything fit. The pallet would too, but it was easier to grab where it was instead of digging through her bag when she wanted a quick crash. Arella blew a big away and started off for the village that was near the tree. She'd been here for about a month and even though there were many families that would have gladly offered their house for a shelter, and many had, she just wanted to sleep outside. She trekked her way to the village. Arella decided she would stay a while longer. She'd already been here three months. Another there months or longer wouldn't hurt. She loved it here. Arella pushed her way through some bushes, carefully pulling a few thorns that had caught in her breeches. Arella finally saw the circle of huts and smiled.

She walked up to the hut that was a little further from the rest and knocked on the door. She'd come to the village a couple days ago and the man that lived here was a village storyteller like she used to be back at her home. He'd promised her that he'd start teaching her their legends and she promised she would teach him some of the ones she'd learned. After a few minutes of waiting and no answer, Arella turned around and started heading into the village. She needed some new vegetables and fruit considering she'd eaten all she had. Arella also thought of buying some other things she would never really need, but would make the village merchants happy. But, just as she was about to take her fourth step into town, she heard a throat clearing behind her. Slowly, Arella turned around, smiling.

"I was starting to think that maybe this was too early for you." She shielded her hands to block the rising sun, and saw who was standing in the doorway, a smile tugging on his lips. He wore black breeches and boots like hers, but no shirt. Sleep ruffled brown hair tumbled on wide shoulders. She walked up to the doorway, looking up to him. His six five stature made her five six look small, even though she could be considered tall compared to other women. Arella walked in behind him, shrugging off her bags and leaving them by the door. She sat in the one of the two only chairs in his house while he straightened his bed quickly.
"So, how have you been, my dear Arella? It's been a couple days since I last saw you and months before that." She smiled and crossed one leg over the other and looked over at him. She put her head in her hand, leaning on her knee adn watched him. "Oh, I've been here and there, watching and learning as I go. The usual. Been quite awhile since I've been here. I've planned to stay longer this time."
The brunette looked uo just in time to see him quickly cross the room and pulled her to a standing position. Any space between them disappeared and Arella looked up. "And, I've planned on seeing you longer."



{{Okay, this took me so much longer than I expected and it's still not up to my standards. Ugh. I am my own worst critic.}}

[Helena Ravenclaw]

Ok, for starters, thank you for applying! We look forward to having you here. Before we can accept you, we need to work out a few kinks.

1. Section: Natural Immunities and Strengths

It's ok that she's good at Transfiguration and Charms, but keep in mind that the different branches of magic are just starting to be defined. Hogwarts is still under construction, and children from magical families are taught within the confines of their home. Unless Arella's family is good at all branches of magic (in which case, you'll need to account for why that is), it's likely that children learned only the lessons their parents deemed necessary. For instance, a magical family of farmers might only know and teach their children spells and charms that have to do with crops and typical household chores.

2. Section: Personality

It's highly unlikely that small magical schools existed during this time period, and if they did, it would have been very covert and dangerous. Unless Arella lived in an all-magical community away from muggles (which is possible, but not likely), her only form of education should have been in the home. Wizardkind is being persecuted, and witch burnings are not uncommon. It is not safe to be a witch or wizard during this time period.

It is also not safe to be a female during this time period. While the wizarding community is more gender-equal than the muggle one, unless Arella lives in an all-magical community (again, we can discuss this if you'd like to pursue it), it would have been considered heinous for a woman to be educated. Be aware of that when you're writing about her personality. How has being a second-class citizen affected her? Do her parents have any expectations for her based on her gender? The way you've portrayed her, Arella is almost too modernized in her way of thinking. Try tying in what life as a woman in a lower-middle class family is like during this time period.

Please keep that she is a story-teller, I love it. :) Just make sure that she doesn't draw too much negative attention to herself. The reason story-telling would have been acceptable during this time period is because it would have been seen as a feminine duty to help raise the town children. How has her role as caretaker/"teacher" impacted the way the community views her? Are they suspicious or grateful? Does the town expect Arella to marry? Is she someone that male suitors would want to claim as their wife? Talk about this, it's important and you'll find that it adds more dimension to your character. One more side note: It's beyond unusual that Arella is 20 years old and not married. You need to address this, because at this point in her life, prospects for marriage would be looking pretty slim.

3. Section: Likes & Quirks

• Why has she been travelling? This is unusual for a woman of the time. People didn't move from place to place for pleasure, only necessity.
  
• Women didn't say what was on their mind during this time period. They were respectful of their elders and the men in their community. If you want to keep this, that's fine, but include the negative consequences she's had to suffer because of her inability to hold her tongue. In the magical community, open-mindedness will be more acceptable. Arella can speak freely there, but probably not to the extent you're thinking of.
  
• Dancing in the rain- cute detail, but remember: any woman suspected of engaging in magical activity would have been immediately persecuted. Dancing in the rain sounds almost tribal, and people were terrified back then of witches interfering with the weather to ruin their crops. Something tells me that a young, unmarried woman dancing alone in the rain would not have flown with the muggle community.
  

4. Section: General Appearance

If she ate a lot, my question is this: where did she get the food? Unless you were wealthy, you starved. Address this.

You can't have Arella dressing mannishly, it would have been the biggest no-no of the time period. Unless you want her to pretend that she's a boy, in which case she would have spent her entire life in boy's clothes, you need to make sure she's dressed appropriately for the time period. Most women would have been repulsed at the thought of wearing pants. Maybe not Arella, but again, you're going to have to give a good reason why.

Your Playby: We want all of the avatars and signatures to be period-appropriate. If your playby has a set of images in which she looks medieval-esque, disregard this. If not, Shadin can help you pick someone who fits the time period. :)

5. Section: Family & History

• If Arella is really an only child, talk about why. Most parents of the time period would have wanted a boy, not a girl. As her family is all-magical, this may not be the case, but how do her parents feel about putting all their eggs in one basket?
  
• No one would have compared a man to his daughter. Why was her father even bringing her along with him? What was her father's job? How did he support his family? It makes more sense for Arella to have a close relationship with her mother. Women's responsibilities during this time period involved child-rearing and taking care of the home. Even in the magical community, female children were seen as a means to an end, with few exceptions. If your character is one of those exceptions, you're going to have to explain why.
  
• It's perfectly acceptable that Arella was viewed as "spacey", but that would have had a negative impact on her from a marriage standpoint. Men wanted women who knew their place and kept it. Also, on this site, please use more period-appropriate language. "Ditzy" is a modern word for a modern time. "Head in the clouds" is a better description, which you used earlier. ;)
  
• There's an issue with people not expecting a lot from Arella. The time period in which this site takes place is very difficult to survive in. Poverty is rampant, and every member of the family/ community is expected to contribute. Of course people would have expectations of Arella, at the very least that she be married. Unless you're extremely wealthy, you're going to have a hard time making it. Even those in the magical community suffered, though not always to such a severe extent.
  
• Your second paragraph under character history sounds (dare I say it?) mary-sueish. If you don't know what that means, ask Shadin and I for a detailed explanation. Basically, you've made Arella sound perfect, which can not be the case. Work on that when you go through and resubmit your application.
  
• The section on her brief engagement is totally unbelievable. I'll stress again that women were NOT independant creatures during this time. Outside of the fact that she would have been expected to be married, and that the marriage would have almost certainly been prearranged with her having no say in it at all, Arella can't just up and leave. A woman alone, wandering the streets? Not realistic. How would she survive? I'm not going to go into detail about all of the things that would have happened to her without the protection of a man by her side, magic or no, but suffice to say that it would have been brutal.
  
• We've already talked about the travelling aspect of your application. People went from place-to-place out of necessity, not leisure. A woman travelling alone was unheard of, unless she made her living being a wise-woman or a whore. Furthermore, even apparation/disapparation can only take you so far, and definitely not from country to country.

Overall, you've got some work to do, but we look forward to seeing your re-vamped application. This is a hard time-period to write for. Now that you've gotten some feedback, the writing process should be made a little easier. Remember to keep in mind that women were treated differently back in this time period, and that wizardkind was being heavily persecuted. Talk about what role Arella's family plays in their community and how they stay out of poverty (aka what trades they specialize in). Also, when you resubmit your application, please take a stance on the Slytherin vs. Gryffindor aspect of the site and explain why your character is at Hogwarts. We want Arella to be as involved with the main plot as possible, but right now, she doesn't really tie into the site yet.

If you have any questions, ask me or Shadin via PM or the cbox. :)

[Shadin Khal]

Nessa is right especially about the character history stuff. To give you an idea of where people are in terms of social standing look and Shadin and Helena's character history. Shadin has lived in absolute squalor, Helena has lived about as well as any individual in the time period does. Most people would be in the middle, but more toward Shadin's side. We are happy to allow people to be better-off than the norm especially in that they are magical. Arella seems a bit old to be around hogwarts as a student. Helena is the upward limit on how old a student should be so you should probably change her age.

I'm sorry if you feel like we are are being mean or overly critical of your app. Trust us, we really do want you to be here and want you to have fun. All of the changes we have suggested are for the purpose of increasing the reality and depth of your character which will make your time on this site more enjoyable. Please feel free to contact either one of us if you have any questions or concerns. All of that being said, it was a good first effort.

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Out Of Character

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Name:Remington
RP Experience:6-7 years
Referred By:Shadin

The Character

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First Name:Arella
Middle Name:Sabriel
Last Name:Mae

Nickname(s):Birdie
Job Wanted:None
Age:17
Blood (Pure-Blood, Full-Blood, Half-Blood, Muggle Born):Half-Blood
Wand (Core, Length, Wood Type):Unicorn hair, 10 1/2 inches, vine wood
Natural Immunities or Strengths:She's not been practicing magic very long to know what she's good at or what she isn't.
Other:Arella's not one to hold a grudges because to her, it takes up too much brain energy when she could be focusing on other things.

Personality

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Personality [2+ PARAGRAPHS]
As a wife and daughter, Arella is usually very quiet towards the male gender since that was what she was taught since before she could even babble; do not speak unless spoken to. She always did as her parents bid her, not stepping out of line as her brothers and sisters did. She knew all to well where'd she'd end up if she did. Arella was a very quiet and reserved person, never really talking, even if she was allowed. She didn't go frolick in the daisies or swim naked in the river when she had a free moment. Her free moments were usually spent learning to read from her mother, learning simple math or learning to become a seamstress. Life for the young girl was either work or learning. When her creativity for storytelling was finally discovered, that was the only time she would really express herself and when she did, Arella went all into it.

She'd paint her face, or dress in wild costumes she made from left over material her mother had. But, once she was done with her storytelling, Arella would fall back into her quietness, resuming life as it always was for her. Even when she was married, Arella did not change. She took a more responsilbities, but with great stride. She did not complain. Inside her mind though, she was screaming for a new release. Every day, she did the same mudance routine over and over again until it was etched in her mind and she could see it when she slept. When she was alone, Arella would sometimes draw on a scratch piece of paper.

Arella isn't an overly bright woman, but neither is she stupid. She's knows how to keep up the facade of a perfect daughter and wife. She pulls it off everyday. She can be sneaky when she wants, life if she wants to taste a piece of the chocolate her husband once brought home from a merchant. Arella Mae doesn't lie, knowing she will get caught one day, but does sometimes pretend to be ignorant so she doesn't have to tell a bold-faced lie.

Likes [3+]:open fields, silence, colors
Dislikes [3+]:huge crowds, staying still, small spaces, chaos

Strengths [3 only]:quick, small, flexible
Weaknesses [3+]:trusts too easily, gullible, terrified of being alone in the dark

Values:Arella values honesty, loyalty, kindness above all else.
Quirks:Arella's thoughts are easily distracted and are often strange, so she keeps them to herself. Arella tends to use these thoughts in her stories. Sometimes, she decorate her face for the children in certain stories for effect.

Appearance

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Hair:Wavy dark brown, stops a little below her neck.
Eyes:Arella has a pair of dark brown eyes to match her hair. They are outlined with a thin grey ring and are flecked with gold.

General Appearance [2+ PARAGRAPHS]
Arella has an oval shaped face with wavy, dark brown hair framing it. Her eyes aren't too small or large and are always watching everything. Her top lip is fuller than her bottom, but her lips are almost always pulled into a smile. She is of average height and build, nothing about her appearance really straying from the normal. When they're not carrying anything, her small hands are clasped in front of her tightly,as if she were wringing something out or they are at her sides, gripping the skirts of her dress. She never really knows what to do with her hands when they are empty.

Even though Arella is from a poor village, she carries herself with grace, seemingly floating above the ground and with a straight back. Even then, she is always relaxed and ready to greet anyone with a handshake or a hug. Among her village, Arella is considered pretty, but once she travels with Albert, she comes to think of herself as common. Albert swears she is still one of the prettiest women he has seen, but she only dismishes him with a blush.

Unique Marks, Scars and Features:Arella has a small nick on the right side of her nose. Usually, she goes without it being noticed.

Family

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Parents:
Father:Camen Melborne
Mother:Kye Melborne

Spouse:Albert Ernest Mae

Siblings:
- Arella Sabriel Melbourne[17]
- Conroy Lyon Mae [15]
- Henry Alan Mae [12]
- Miranna Alianne Mae[12]
- Richard Stayne Mae[7]

Opinion On Family:Even though she's been married for about two years and she's supposed to want kids, in the back of her mind, she has different ideas. Arella thinks being married to Albert is just fine, but she wants motherhood to wait a few years. It's a secret though.

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History [3+ PARAGRAPHS]
Growing in a household of seven meant that money was extremely tight. Food was scarce; meals were small. Clothes were handed down from mother to daughter, from father to son. Patches were sewn upon patches to make the clothes last. Arella became very adept at being able to sew patches together to make things that resembled clothes and looked half-way decent. That was the very least the village and her parents expected of her with her mother being the town seamstress. Arella's father was the blacksmith.

She grew up in a small village in the rural outskirts of England. Almost everyone in the village was in the same predicament as the Melborne's. Food was always scarce because outside the village, there wasn't much game. The ground wasn't too great for growing crops except for the minimum that was needed for the village and to sell in a market.

Arella was taught to care for children ever since she was a little girl. She has four siblings, all younger. At first, her only responsibility was to keep her brother out of her mama's hair so she could do the chores around her house. As Arella grew up and the twins we're born, she had to take care of three children, along with her growing responsibilities of a woman.

When Arella turned eleven, she had it out with her oldest brother, Conroy. She'd had her hair in a bun so she could scrub the floor and he'd come and snatched at it, making her cry out in pain. Forgetting all that she was supposed to be at a woman of fifteen, Arella lost her temper. The scrub brush in her hand split in two, as did the bucket, and water sprayed everywhere in the kitchen. Her father had seen what she done from the doorway. As soon as she saw him, she stopped her arm in midair from striking her brother. She thought he was going to whip her as he took her out to his forge. She sat timidly on a stool until he came out and explained that she was a witch.

Of course, she was excited/terrified/confused. Ecspecially when he told her she could only practice her magic when he said it was okay because people in the village would burn her if they found out what they were. And the times that he said okay were rare. As the year went further on, her father explained the magical world to her, little by little. Arella had a couple of close run-ins wth villagers, but they were always able to cover it up with some kind of logic.

Arella had a creative mind and was always spinning some sort of story to entertain her younger siblings and somehow keep them out of trouble. One day, someone heard her and within a couple days, she was telling stories for all the children in the village. Most parents loved her for entertaining their children for an hour or two. But, there were always the skeptical ones that watched her like a hawk for any signs of wizardry in her stories. Her father told her if they found any, she would be persecuted both for being a witch and trying to corrupt the young.

Arella was close to her mother since she spent most of her time with her. When they were both in a room together, they always found a topic of discussion and, no matter if it was as dull as the weather, they could liven it up until they were laughing until their ribs might break. Arella wasn't that close to her father and they rarely spoke. From him, she learned basic magic and that was about all the time she spent with him unless she was following one of his orders.

In the same year that Arella learned she was a witch, the village's leader's son comes home from 'planting his wild oats'. He's been gone three and a half years. As soon as he gets home, the leader and her parents go in for a couple of 'adult talks'. Neither her nor Albert, who was a year older, were allowed in. Two hours before it was announced to the small, small village, Arella and Albert were told they were going to be married. Arella and Albert had always gotten along, but never really spent the time to get to know each other. In a month's timme, they would share one of the most intimate bonds and would be complete strangers.

After the wedding, Arella and Albert moved into a small hut beside his father's. Albert became a farmer and Arella became a seamstress as soon as she found out her mother's eyesight had gone bad. For a year, they lived in the village peacefully: the husband and wife were only acquaintances, only doing their duties. Three weeks after her sixteenth birthday, Arella thought she'd had the hut to herself and was in the bedroom they shared alone. The comb her mother had given her as a birthday present had broken and she desperately wanted to fix it. She tried the magic her father had taught her and the tooth was repaired, but Albert had seen. Within two days, the Maes had left the village behind and were traveling somewhere; he wouldn't tell her where.

Finally, one day outside a forest, Arella was trying to cook some dinner when wind blew out her fire. Albert and Arella had been travelling three months and he had not spoken a word to her about what he'd seen her do. Nothing between them had changed really. Well, she was without fire and didn't know how to start one until her husband came up. Without a word shared, he crouched dowwn, pointed at the firepit and muttered something. It burst into flames and she stared, open-mouthed. Nothing was shared between them about this incident, but she know knew they were both the same.

They travelled for a good eight months before they arrived at what her husband explained as somewhere they could both learn about who they were. He called it Hogwarts.



Rp Sample [3+ PARAGRAPHS]

She sat up on the pallet and stretched her limber body. She tended to curl up when she sleeped. Arella rolled to her knees and bent back, feeling everything strain for a moment before stretching comfortably. She stood up and bent forward, touching her toes before continuing on with her stetches. Finally, Arella stood up straight and smiled. She pulled on a pair of men's riding beeches and buttoned up a fitted green shirt before tucking it in. Arella slipped on a pair of black, knee-high riding boots before running a hand through her hair. She drug a sliver brush through her chocolate hair and thought for a moment before quickly braiding it. She put in a pair of simple silver studs in her ears. Arella jogged outside to a near river and cleaned off her face, glad she'd taken a bath the night before.

Arella trekked back to her pallet beneath a large oak tree and deftly rolled it up and tyings rope around it. Tossing it over her head and sliding the two straps over her slim shoulders, she threw the small purse over her torso. It was one of those magicked purses that held anything. Arella didn't have anything she didn't need but everything fit. The pallet would too, but it was easier to grab where it was instead of digging through her bag when she wanted a quick crash. Arella blew a big away and started off for the village that was near the tree. She'd been here for about a month and even though there were many families that would have gladly offered their house for a shelter, and many had, she just wanted to sleep outside. She trekked her way to the village. Arella decided she would stay a while longer. She'd already been here three months. Another there months or longer wouldn't hurt. She loved it here. Arella pushed her way through some bushes, carefully pulling a few thorns that had caught in her breeches. Arella finally saw the circle of huts and smiled.

She walked up to the hut that was a little further from the rest and knocked on the door. She'd come to the village a couple days ago and the man that lived here was a village storyteller like she used to be back at her home. He'd promised her that he'd start teaching her their legends and she promised she would teach him some of the ones she'd learned. After a few minutes of waiting and no answer, Arella turned around and started heading into the village. She needed some new vegetables and fruit considering she'd eaten all she had. Arella also thought of buying some other things she would never really need, but would make the village merchants happy. But, just as she was about to take her fourth step into town, she heard a throat clearing behind her. Slowly, Arella turned around, smiling.

"I was starting to think that maybe this was too early for you." She shielded her hands to block the rising sun, and saw who was standing in the doorway, a smile tugging on his lips. He wore black breeches and boots like hers, but no shirt. Sleep ruffled brown hair tumbled on wide shoulders. She walked up to the doorway, looking up to him. His six five stature made her five six look small, even though she could be considered tall compared to other women. Arella walked in behind him, shrugging off her bags and leaving them by the door. She sat in the one of the two only chairs in his house while he straightened his bed quickly.

"So, how have you been, my dear Arella? It's been a couple days since I last saw you and months before that." She smiled and crossed one leg over the other and looked over at him. She put her head in her hand, leaning on her knee adn watched him. "Oh, I've been here and there, watching and learning as I go. The usual. Been quite awhile since I've been here. I've planned to stay longer this time."
The brunette looked uo just in time to see him quickly cross the room and pulled her to a standing position. Any space between them disappeared and Arella looked up. "And, I've planned on seeing you longer."


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[Shadin Khal]

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[Helena Ravenclaw]

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