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Innocence of the Valley
Helga walks to her own tune. That's what she would say. She's one who likes to hide, and dance "unladylike" in deserted hallways. She loves her father, the Lord Beeston...very much and after the loss of her mother and unborn sister the Lord Beeston is all she believes she has left. Yet...that is what she believes, and sometimes what we believe can differ so far from what's true.
Master of the Fen
Salazar is his own master, he answers to no one. He respects his father and loves his mother. One day he will rule his fief with an iron fist, just as his predecessors have done before him. He cares for his kind, the kind of the wand as much as he cares about himself and plans to rid the world of those "unfaithful of life". Little did he know it would be his pride that would launch him from the world he felt so secure in.
Blacksmith of the Moor
Godric is a blacksmith. At least he wants to be. Nine long years has he been an apprentice and now has one more project before being proclaimed a Master. For only then can he have his heart's desire, his own forge. He believed this to be the chance for a new life. Little did he know it would just not be the life he thought he would receive.
Heathen of the Glen
Rowena lives inside her head. To get away from the taunts, glares and sneers directed towards her way every day. She's a Heathen...she's come to accept it, but it doesn't mean she has to like it. Everyday she defies the Abbey with the assistance of the hermit Badger and an out-there Seminarian, Benjerman. For it is these two that gave the girl a power. A power her merciless oppressors could never imagine.
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