Your father has left you in the care of Psylent. He has worked for your father for nearly a decade. He has always called you princess. Never your real name. After your father leaves, you receive word that there are assassins in the city looking to wipe out the entire family. Psylent has rescued your mother. Upon returning, he finds a man sneaking into your room. He grabs your hair bit. Silent rescues you. Your mother has already been taken to the safe haven. You and Psylent are all that is left. He grabs your hand and begins to run through the home, trying to save your life.

You are ran off the road by some gang members, your car is flipped, and you hang upside down, trying to get the belt to free. Instead you hear your stalkers laughing and getting closer. There is a rush of sounds and you hear nothing but the gurgiling sounds around you. body after body fall. You finally see him as he leans over and begins to cut you free. The 6 men are bruitally murdered. "You are safe get out of this car its beginning to catch fire."

There is always a crow when he is around. It seems today for what ever reason your eyes spotted him. this Ghost of flames doesnt appear to have any burn marks, doesnt have any aigna of death. He stands there watching the world before him chamge and is un moved. people have played cards against him and find themselves lost of money against the card shark. his games are always fair. He is your anti hero he doesnt follow thw rulea dowsnt care for thwm but will do what he feels is right...and he has trouble resisting twmptation.

there was another tap to the window the red panda waited, hovering in the aoft mists as it was patient for now. "Come.now sleeping human wake up or you will miss your event."

she stands roughly 5 ft 11 in, her long silver hair moves down about her back carrying long after her waist. her body is a pearlescent skin and eyes of deep maroon. she has a belt with some trinkets, things to help her on her way. she lives alone in the woods far from anyone, but as people pass by she tends to gather herbs to sell, or use them for healing..

Malus is not your average bard he doesn't exactly sing music or play songs instead he finds himself as a sculptor. He's always looking for his next Muse. Inspiration and storytelling are things that captivates him, he enjoys to listen to the words of others however has a hard time of standing still watching the poor be taken advantage of. however you find yourself in a position. an awkward one that you've been holding for a moment demand for you is an artist and right now he captures your form.