⇨ [the shadows are coming]... ☠

[Cuckoo]

((Andrew could take him, but if someone else wants to jump in that's fine.))

[king boo]

-rolls around- great plot. nice characters. no muse -dies in hole-

[dream,]

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┏---basic information---┓

name; karma marie beiber
nickname; karma
age; nineteen years
birthday; march 16th
gender; female
sexuality; straight
species; shifter

relationships

crush; none
mate; none
friends; tba.
enemies; tba.
father; Kyle Bieber
mother; Christina Bieber
siblings; Ryder Bieber

personality

good traits; smart, sweet, brave,
kind, helpful
bad traits; --
strengths; --
weaknesses; --
first impression; sweet
title; the brave sweetheart

┗---basic information---┛

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[darĸнowl]

{{ Bump! }}

[fruitbat]

{{ wow !
so sorry for not rping
I was out for a camp for a week and my internet was down !
recap if I an not kicked out?

[Valhalla.]

Constant kindness can accomplish much.
As the sun makes ice melt, kindness causes
misunderstanding, mistrust, and hostility
to evaporate.

❅❅❅❅❅❅

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Serah's life in the kingdom of Theraide had been... troublesome to say the least. She began her life by losing her mother in child birth and then her father left her, and only because she was a girl. Therefore, Serah Ayre has grown by the hand and guidance of her aunt. Serah was born into a small family and so she was very grateful for her help - the maid knows she could be dead by now if it wasn't for her kindness. She lived with her aunt until she was fifthteen. That was when Aunt Claudia passed away and for the next two years Serah fought for herself - all alone on the outskirts on the kingdom. Those years were the worst for her and she soon realized that without earning money, this house in which she lived would be lost. And so, she became a maid at the palace; a very low ranking maid but one that earns enough gold to keep her alive.The palace is now her temporary home but she has to remember her ranking - this position for her means everything.

The maid of the palace is very gentle, shy, grateful and honest. If anything, Serah has learnt to take nothing for granted which is why she is mostly seen wearing a smile. Optimistic could be another word to describe her. She always tries to look on the positive side even when there is little hope. However she is rather handy with a knife and when threatened won't hesitate to use it but this mainly because she is she shifts into dormouse - defenseless compared to the predators of the court.

Furthermore, Serah is twenty years old. She accepted that she is older than most other maids but it is not her job to focus on age. It is to serve the royals, men and women of standing. Serah is jealous of these people, how wouldn't be? They have everything and she has nothing but her disgraced name which she is trying to rebuild.

[Keriae]

(Serah is accepted, Val ^.^ Feel free to start roleplaying <3)

[Valhalla.]

Thank you very much, Keriae! Where can I start? ^^

[Keriae]

(Everyone's just sort of mulling apart, so you're welcome to come and wake Phoebus up ^.^ I don't know what's happening with tom and viktor and andrew)

[Valhalla.]

ＳＥＲＡＨ ＡＹＲＥ
ｔｈｅ ｍａｉｄ.

Bright light shafted through the arched windows of the servants quarters. The fragrant smell of the courtyard drifted through the corridors and already the sun was rising, amidst the pale blue sky. The young maid inhaled deeply as she ran her fingers through her dark, matted raven shade hair. Yet another day had come and it was time to march on forwards, despite what would await her. But like everyday, each morning was dear sadness to her; she mourned after her aunt more than anything and often wished that death had taken herself. Perhaps then her Aunt could have fulfilled her job of securing a good family for her daughter. Aunt Claudia often told Serah that she would become rich and buy a large huge full of all the riches she desired. But it never came. And Serah never heard or saw Cladia's daughter from the day of her passing. But Serah's first job was to wake the king of Theraide. Every morning brought a different view on him for her. Sometimes he appeared innocent, sometimes regal and others dangerous... much like the animal he could shift into. She believed it was the "european lynx" - a large diversity to the dormouse of her own but then again she was a low ranking woman. And the animals of people like her, were in words... less superior.

Shaking herself out of her daydreaming, Serah tied her hair back in a loose pony tail, dressed in the traditional blue maid dress and made the way of her small but decent room. The maid made sure that she shut the large oak door properly and looking briefly along the long passage for a moment Serah then made her way to the King's quarters. The walk was not the most tiresome but it was long, Serah would confess that. However, she had reached the corridor leading to his room and swallowing she wavered in front of the door for a moment. She was always hesitant." Your majesty.." she barely whispered before then knocking on the door to confirm her presence. Slipping into the room, Serah once again closed another door (this time much more elaborate) and scanned her eyes briefly across the room. It always stunned her. The array of reds, golds, and silvers showed that of a true king and tapestries hung from the white walls in a splendor Serah had never seen before. A ghost of a look of a delight crossed her face for a moment but then finally seeing the king, her emotion faded and she made her way to his bedside - her heart beating fast. " My king, the morn had broken" Serah said softly whilst resting a hand on his shoulder. She wasn't sure if this was going to wake him... but, atleast she tried!

Thank you X3 Hope this is ok!