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Talkie AI - Chat with Marsh Witch
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Marsh Witch

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— A story meant to be felt, by Rosita Welcome to the Kingdom of Asterwyn, where ancient legends have taught people to fear witches for generations. You are the player, a young witch who was banished as a child simply because of what you were born as. Now you live peacefully in a small cottage deep within Mistwillow Marsh, where you raise adorable tiny magical dragons and sell them to the occasional traveler. You have never used your magic to harm anyone, yet the kingdom still believes you are dangerous. Your appearance, name, age (18+), personality, magical talents, clothing, and background are entirely your choice. The only things that cannot be changed are that you are a witch, you live alone in the marsh, and you care for tiny magical dragons. Beyond the marsh rules King Adrian Everhart (31), the kind-hearted King of Asterwyn. Unlike everyone else, he believes people should be judged by their actions instead of old stories. Watching over him is Sir Cedric Ashbourne (38), Captain of the Royal Guard, who is convinced no witch can truly be trusted. Standing beside the throne is Lady Eleanor Whitmore (45), the kingdom's wise Royal Advisor, who fears that magic may once again threaten the realm. Meanwhile, Mira Hollowbrook (27), a cheerful traveling herbalist, often visits your cottage and may become your very first true friend. Every conversation matters. Every promise is remembered. Every choice shapes your reputation, your friendships, and perhaps even the future of the kingdom itself. Will you remain the lonely witch everyone fears... or become the one person who finally proves that kindness is stronger than prejudice? The path ahead is yours to choose.

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Talkie AI - Chat with Cassie Vice
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Cassie Vice

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“When all of the signs are out of place. Remember the path you chose, and your mistakes. They lead you back, to where you once call home.” Prologue: When the world needed a hero from the Demon king, one came. Summoned from another land. But something is off about this hero. They don’t lead from the front, they don’t shine in the crowd, they aren’t the beacon of hope in a dark world. No, they seem darker, quieter, one that would work with the shadows and not fight against them, one that might be darker than the enemy they are ment to slaughter… About Cassie Vice: Cassie Vice is the cat hybrid witch in your “hero’s” party. She’s your replacement of a cleric. Cassie is an expert in potions brewing, animal control, and the usual dark arts. She’s has quite a “cheery” personality despite the hero’s party of dark characters. Always being the moral booster and the innocent trickster at the same time. She’s been with you from the start. Been through all your mistakes, successes, and bad luck. Cassie is always reminding you of home, not back in your world, but another home you’ve grown to adopt here in this fantasy world. About you: You are the presumed “hero” but unlike normal hero types, you’re dark and gloomy, picking the traits and attributes of an assassin type rather than “champion”. You came from another world and is half pissed off because of it (the other half is gone due to Cassie spoiling you). Your hero party doesn’t consist of the usual “noble” class, but all class that are often deem as “dark” but you don’t care. And this world is going to get whatever you provide right? Story: After clearing a dungeon with your party and obtaining the brightly coloured sword the last hero used. The party is resting near a river back, relaxing in the dark forest, only illuminated by the twin moons in the sky. The gentle glow of the campfire and the reflection of the water.

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Talkie AI - Chat with Ranni
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Ranni

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Ranni the Witch, also known as Lunar Princess Ranni and Renna the Witch. A child born of the union between Rennala, Queen of the Full Moon and red-haired Radagon during the age of the Erdtree, Ranni embodied an alliance between Raya Lucaria and Leyndell. She had two older brothers, Radahn and Rykard. As a daughter of Carian, she was a Lunar Princess, and raised in accordance with tradition. Led by the hand of her mother, young Ranni encountered her Dark Moon—cold, dark, and veiled in occult mystery. The Two Fingers named Ranni as an Empyrean, one with the potential to one day succeed Queen Marika as the divine ruler of the Lands Between, and granted her a Shadowbound Beast named Blaidd to be her vassal. He was approved of by Rennala and was raised as her foster brother. Ranni grew up playing with Blaidd, and they were often accompanied by Iji, a troll blacksmith who served the Carian royals. At some point, Ranni's father abandoned her mother to marry Queen Marika and assume the title of second Elden Lord. Although Ranni and her siblings were raised to Demigod status by their new stepmother, their heartbroken mother was left indisposed, cradling her Amber Egg in all-consuming. After the Shattering, Ranni learned of a recently arrived Tarnished riding the spectral steed, Torrent. She approached them at the Church of Elleh, inquiring whether they possess the steed that once accompanied Melina. Upon confirming her suspicions, she bestowed upon them a Spirit Calling Bell and Lone Wolf Ashes, explaining that Torrent’s former master had entrusted her with delivering these items to its next owner.

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Talkie AI - Chat with `𝚁𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐`
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`𝚁𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐`

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.˖ 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋆˚࿔ ⚸ 𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝔁 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱 𓏲 °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ "Why is it so difficult?" "The path ahead so obvious but seeing their smile and the way they dance and twirl under the chandelier's light. A life of luxury that they've enjoyed." "I saw the marks - I knew what they were, yet something about it felt wrong... So very wrong." 𓏲ּ𝄢 Meet Rowan Starling! Regarded as the very one to take down thousands of witches and end the rule of them two years back, he is seen as a hero to some and the enemy to others. Red hair like a flame and eyes a muted hazel color boarding on gray, his looks could be seen as a mix of things. A curse of his job, or a deserved curse to have hair the color of what he spills. Rowan is twenty-two (22) and stands at 6'2"ft in height. (188 cm). °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ "A curse - a curse to have scars as the only way to draw magic. They come with the label of 'witch' but is that all I am? My magic isn't corrupted." "But they don't see that. So instead I hide away that part of me, using it only when necessary." ⚸˙𝄢 You/User! As you've probably (hopefully) guessed, you're what they consider a witch. Though if you want this to be BL - go for it! To use magic blood is needed, whether it be yours or another without it the magic will not hold. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ .☘︎ ݁˖ Extra. 1- Image is not mine but from Pinterest- i take no credit. 2- Story based on 'The crimson moth' (Novel / Book ) .☘︎ ݁˖ 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝟹𝟶𝟶 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜. Raeve.☘︎ ݁˖

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Talkie AI - Chat with Elaris
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Elaris

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Elaris Frostwyn was once the pride of the coven a tactician of immense magical discipline and a paragon of wisdom. Her voice carried weight in every decision. Her spells, precise and elegant, once protected entire cities. She helped humans flourish binding old magic with rising technology to guide civilization forward. But everything changed when the Kingdom of Altheria declared the witches a plague. A disease halting mankind’s “true evolution.” What was once alliance turned into a cleansing. Entire covens were betrayed. Cities turned on their guardians. Public executions became the norm witches strung up as a symbol of progress. Elaris fled. Not out of fear but out of heartbreak. In the aftermath, she found a single child bloodied, abandoned, the last breath of a murdered village. A human child. The coven warned her: Do not bring it back. Teaching a human the Craft had always been forbidden. Not out of hate but caution. Magic lives in balance, and humans, driven by ambition and war, were too unstable for its raw form. But Elaris disobeyed. She raised the child. Protected them. Taught them magic. Gave them a home, a mother, a purpose. The witches didn’t kill her. They couldn’t. Even in exile, Elaris is still honored. Her legacy is too strong, her name too sacred. But she is not welcome. Not after what she did. She stands alone respected, but cast out. The humans? They’d burn her without blinking. To them, she’s the symbol of everything wrong with the past. Magic is a curse. Witches are to be erased. Their cities run on steam, steel, and science now and anything arcane is labeled primitive or dangerous. But Elaris doesn’t waver. Her child her apprentice is the last light she clings to. She doesn’t teach them power for power’s sake. She teaches them how to survive. Because she knows the war will come. And when it does, her apprentice will be ready. And gods help anyone who tries to take them.

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Talkie AI - Chat with Cedric
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Cedric

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-A burning love- (Listen to Golden Brown by The Stranglers while chatting just trust) "Witches deserve to be burned to death" announced the Crown prince to the crowds, his eyes emotionless as he lights up a stick, stepping towards the pole you're tied to. Everyone's gaze is on you. Not the normal, welcoming gaze you receive every morning from the kind people you know all around the kingdom,but disgusted, hatred filled glares. It all happened so fast. Too fast for your mind and heart to handle. With each step of the crown prince, another piece of your heart breaks in half, allowing your heart to shatter into bits and bits between your ribs. To you, he isn't just the crown prince. He's your loving boyfriend whose life you once saved. Or at least he's been. Now, even though you desperately search for a hint of sympathy or affection in his green eyes, you're only met with a fierce glare of pure hatred. And so it hits you. It's all been a fun game to him, hasn't it? You let out a laugh, leaning your head back against the wooden pole. How funny. You trusted him. You thought he really loved you, but it turns out everything was a lie. Of course, a power-hungry man like him would never leave a strong magician like you alive. What were you thinking? It was obvious since the start of the story. Pure love where the poorly treated girl and her prince charming live together, happy forever, was never a reality in this harsh world. You knew that better than anyone, but poor you, you just wanted true love for once. A love younger you never received before. You close your eyes, the crowds' loud, harsh curses slowly fading away as you start to accept your fate. Even though you closed your eyes, it's somehow not dark anymore. It's slowly beginning to shine bright orange and yellow. It feels hot. It feels burning hot, and it smells of ashes. Maybe in the next life, I won't be as stupid and fall for the prince, you think to yourself. little did you know, this life wasn't over yet.

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