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Evelyn Rose Gardener
Evelyn Gardener
She is not quite sure of her age as she was left in a small tattered basket infront of a small cottage in Dublin,Ireland. An old women opened the door to find her crying in tattered and torn fabrics as thin as paper as it was a snowy night.Evelyn's eyes opened to reveal beautifuly light emerald green eyes that were as bright as the stars themselves,she had the fairest of skin with cheeks kissed by the hue of a rose.The women to find her was named Catherine Anne Dourset,she was of the age of 31.Her eyes were the color of whey and ginger locks adorned her slender face.She wasnt the wealthiest of maidens as she was a mere peasant but she took young Evelyn in taking care of her as if she were her own.By the time Evelyn reached the age of 17 Catherine had passed from a horrible plague that took over the small village,luckily Evelyn managed to escape its grasp.Ever since then she has lived alone in her small cottage alongside a small river found in a forest.Her home is a haven for all creatures that seek help,shelter,food and even love.She is kind-hearted and never is one to begin turmoil.
Linette is a young elven child ,her age is 7 .She has sun kissed skin kissed with freckles and a tint of pink painted her cheeks,her eyes glow a light green as green as the grass on a sunny summers day,Her hair is naturally wavy and curly and strawberry blonde.Her race is of the Gold Elves,also known as the sun elves.She had a family until the age of 4 .Her father had gone off to war and didnt return,her mother grieved over his death and eventually withered because of it.The day her mother passed she hid in a large oak tree in the woods,.A day passed and the young girl stayed ,tears streaming down her rosey cheeks as she silently called for her mother and father.Her muffled cries were heard from a young fox,His fur as white as snow and eyes as silver as the winter,almost a new born,just a year of age.He sniffed around the forest looking for the young girl,as he was a orphan himself.He stumbled upon her still sitting in the Oak tree and nuzzled against her.She named him Fionn and he was now her companion.
One day she was playing in the forest,picking berries and such with Fionn and she spotted a maiden with golden locks and a satin white gown,She ran up to her and tugged on her dress lightly.The maiden was Evelyn Rose Gardener.Ever since that day she has been under Evelyn's care.
Helena Hildegard
Background:
Her mothers name was Isabelle Gardener,a kind but mere peasant with silky golden locks that cascaded down her slender back,fair skin with crystalline azure eyes.
It was a foggy night the night she met her soon to be lover ,Isabelle had just left the village heading down the dirt path road leading to her small cottage aside the river.Her dainty hands held tightly around the hood of her velvet green cloak,every step gaining speed as a feeling of unease arose in her heart.Her hair blowing fiercely in the strong winds as she broke her pace hearing a snarl echo through the tree's,She shut her eyes tightly shaking her head as she thought she was hearing things and quickly began her quick pace again.A dark shadowy figure stood infront of her as she almost stumbled on herself stopping,she turned trying to run back to the village but another shadowy figure was behind her,she was surrounded by demons.They had horns that twisted in a horrifying way,black leathery skin with scars painted about it,red peircing eyes that could chill you down to the bone.Isabelle fell onto the ground,attempting to protect herself with all she had,her green celtic cloak.The leaves began to ruffle as they grew closer to her and then suddenly a man appeared...He appeared human but was far from it,Dorian Mitternacht was feared in this small village,he was a head demon in the legions of hell,He stumbled upon the situation seeing Isabelle being hasseled by his minions.Compassion.Something he had never felt before errupted through his viens as he took in Isabelles cries for help and mercy.He commanded the minions to leave her be, a dark portal opening in the middle of two of the tallest oak tree's in the forest,they all ran into it with grunts of annoyance...From that day on they fell into the purest love with one another and devoted every waking moment to spend with eachother.
Helena was concieved on the night of September 1rst 1544,the setting was in a small cottage that could be found on the north bank of the Thames River.Isabelle in excrutiating pain as Helena released herself from inside of her.Soft cries came from little Helena as Dorian held her in his strong arms,She had the fairest skin,eyes of blue and cheeks the color of cherry blossoms,almost the spitting image of her dear mother Isabelle.As she grew older her father Dorian began training her, teaching her how to use her powers from his side of the family and how to control them.
They had a peaceful soothing life until Helena reached the age of 16.A commoner found out about Dorian and Isabelle.The word was out.Immediatley after that their small cottage was torched and burned to the ground,poor Helena had to escape on her own as her parents were taken hostage by the King.Both brutally murdered on the same night.
Ever since that night she has been on her own.Half Demon/Half Human.A forlorn wanderer that follows the wind.
