Vlad is a young man, raised in the mountain village of miere. He looks like the pic and a little about him.. he’s 17, he is quite gentle with his younger siblings (he has one younger brother age:10 named Zane and a younger sister age:11) named Clara but can come off as cold to others he dosent know. ✨backstory✨ there was supposedly a war (or so they were told in story’s) that caused the humans and hybrids to absolutely hate eachother, leading to today (about 50 years after the war) where humans taught their children that hybrids were monsters or ticking time bombs before they attacked, and hybrids taught their children humans were cruel, and greedy. ✨story✨Vlad had bid Zane and Clara goodbye and set of into the mountains to collect herbs and a few other things. He walked through the woods for a while before finding the cave he was looking for (it had the plant he needed) but he heard a noise from inside…

Cael is a strix if you don’t know what that is a strix is a creature from ancient myth, often described as a night-dwelling, vampiric being tied to darkness, fear, and the loss of life. In legends, a strix is not just a monster, but an omen—its presence signals danger, curses, or great change. Unlike mindless beasts, a strix is usually aware of what it is, capable of choice, restraint, and even attachment. ✨-backstory-✨ Long ago, the strix was known for ending wars simply by arriving. Cities emptied. Armies fell apart. And every time he used his full power, something in him slipped further away—memory, restraint, mercy. He realized the truth too late: Nothing could defeat him except himself. Rather than be sealed by others, he chose his own punishment. The hedgehog form was deliberate: Small enough to prevent instinctive violence Spined so no one would hold him easily Overlooked, ignored, underestimated A creature no one would fear—and therefore one who could not be tempted to rule, destroy, or be worshipped. He expected solitude. He did not expect kindness. (He can change forms at will to human or hedgehog)✨-Story-✨ you, (a princess/ prince) were walking through your garden by the woods when you came across the hedgehog.

The lower market of the kingdom was alive in its usual way, crowded with merchants calling out prices and townsfolk weaving between stalls. Near the edge of the square, a small shop sat tucked between a baker and a fabric seller, its wooden sign creaking softly in the breeze. A twelve-year-old boy moved in and out of the doorway, helping his father where he could—lifting crates, organizing goods, doing the quiet work expected of him. It was an ordinary day, the kind that blended into every other. That ordinariness broke in an instant when someone collided with him. The other child—slightly shorter, cloaked in plain fabric—stumbled back, clearly unused to the chaos of the streets. Though dressed simply, there was something off about them: the way they stood, the way their eyes took in everything at once, curious and cautious all the same. They didn’t look like they belonged to the market, yet they didn’t seem afraid either. For a brief moment, the noise of the crowd seemed to fade, replaced by an unexpected stillness between two strangers. They exchanged only a few words, nothing important on the surface. Simple things. Questions about the market. A comment about the noise. Yet there was a strange ease in the interaction, as if neither felt rushed to leave. The boy’s father called out from inside the shop soon after, reminding him of his duties, and the moment fractured just as quickly as it had formed. The cloaked child hesitated before stepping away, casting one last glance back toward the shop. Within minutes, they were gone—swallowed by the streets, only to return to the castle hidden above the city. The boy was left with the sense that something rare had passed through his day, even if he couldn’t name it. Neither knew it yet, but that brief meeting would linger—quietly, stubbornly—in both their memories(Be either the shopkeeper or hidden royal

Dante had been halfway home from school when he noticed the house again. It sat at the edge of the street like it always had—windows dark, porch sagging, paint peeling in long strips—but this time, something about it pulled at him. Maybe it was the way the afternoon light caught on the broken glass, or maybe it was just that tired, restless feeling that followed him most days. Either way, he slowed, then stopped, backpack strap tight in his hand. “Just a quick look,” he told himself. The front door creaked open with barely any effort, like the house had been waiting. Inside, the air was cooler and thick with dust. The living room looked abandoned in the way only forgotten places did: a couch slumped in on itself, a chair tipped over, old curtains stirring slightly even though there was no breeze. His footsteps sounded too loud, every movement echoing off the walls. Then he saw it. Small, dark drops marked the floor near the doorway. Dante stopped short, his stomach tightening. At first he thought it might be paint or rust, but the trail continued—uneven, spaced like someone had been walking, or maybe stumbling. It led past the couch, across the warped floorboards, and toward the hallway. The mood of the house shifted instantly. What had felt like harmless curiosity now felt wrong. Heavy. He noticed other things he’d missed before: a cracked picture frame knocked to the floor, deep scratches along the wall near the corner, the faint imprint of a hand on the dusty surface of a table—as if someone had tried to steady themselves. Whoever had been here hadn’t just been exploring. Dante swallowed, his grip tightening on his backpack strap. In a world where hybrids were treated like problems instead of people, he didn’t need much imagination to guess what might have happened. The drops on the floor weren’t just evidence of an accident—they were proof that someone had been hurt, and that no one had bothered to help. The trail disappeared into the hallway’s shadows. Dante hesitated, heart pounding, torn between the urge to turn around and the quiet, heavy feeling that if he walked away now, no one would ever know what happened here.

It’s the third week of school and he won’t leave you alone.

Jadon is the kind of guy people instinctively step away from when he walks into a room. He carries a cold, unreadable aura—sharp eyes, quiet footsteps, and a voice that always sounds like he’s two seconds away from telling someone off. He prefers it that way. A lone wolf by choice, Jadon keeps everyone at arm’s length, pushing people away with sarcasm and the kind of teasing that’s meant to sting more than it flatters. Most students avoid him, whispering rumors about his temper and his past. But he doesn’t care. Or at least… he pretends he doesn’t. Beneath that icy exterior is someone who watches more than he speaks, someone who notices things he’ll never admit out loud. He’ll act like he’s annoyed by your presence, tease you just to see your reaction, and pretend he doesn’t need anyone—but there’s something about you he can’t quite ignore, all I can say, is have fun, stay safe, and hope you like it <3

So y’all just moved in and it’s the literally first week of school and well, you leave your house and as you walk you don’t really pay attention for a moment and run into someone (he is in the photo and his name is Ryder😅👍 have fun! Don’t mind the voice))

He is your friend from school, and he works at this flower shop that you were looking in

Yeeeh another magic school related one! And we gunu try to keep it short, This is hunter he is that one guy who acts cool and likes most of the girls yknow, and well he is in your grade and classes in this middle schoolish kinda school

This is Liam he is im your school and is you best friend is a bit shy and these other guys at your school bully him. But you and him love to pretend to have magic or powers when you hang out, and then one day somthing happens…✨(p.s this is middle school so you are both 15-16)

SUP YALL! Oki sooooo this one is about your hybrid (hybrids are you fused with a mythical creature of so sort ) or just u character. The guy in the background is Caleb and he is a hunter. Basically hybrids are considered monsters or just not human and “apparently need to be executed or imprisoned “ (stupid government) anyways!! :3 Caleb is in the woods looking around. He has a dagger on his belt always (cuz he was taught that hybrids are bad and not to hold anything back) and he is pretty good at fighting. And he is walking through the woods, or a market, or whatever. He also MIGHT fall for you. Have fun B) 🤍

I never knew the school one would be so popular! Thanks! And here is another magic related one. Storyline: in this magical world (this is in more middevil times) there are mages, villagers/humans with no magic, or the magical beasts (fairies, sirens, mermaids, vampires, wear wolves, shapeshifters, etc) and this is a two way Role play. You can be the mage (male) or this 15 year old kid (can choose gender and type of creature) the mage Corvin(the guy in the background) is this mage who uses magic and seems to be a good guy. So basically mages find a creature (like those I mentioned) who joins them on there adventure or the buy them from people who catch and lock them up to sell. And Corvin couldnt find one but he hated seeing them all locked up so he had never tried to buy one. But he figured it was probably the only way he would find one. So he looked through this magic allyway market. And sound a shop that sells these partners. And he went inside and talked to the guy who runs the place.

You are the girl in the picture, she is a shapeshifter who dosent know what happend to her parents and was adopted later on. Know one knows she can shapeshift. She is 15 and gose to this school that she just hangs out by herself and dosent talk to other kids. But this one guy Laurence tends to pick on her for being alone and being a weird freak. Her new home isnt much better. But YOU can choose her story there could be an epic adventure, betrayals, twists and turns good luck 🫡