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Trapped in Small Cimaron?Yuuri looked up into the sky. Might rain again, he thought to himself. Konrad, his guardian and godfather, stood silently behind him. Wolfram, his fiancé, was filling up his canteen with water. They were traveling to villages to get out of the castle, something the King's tutor did not take well. Gunter was filled with sadness after hearing that Yuuri wanted to get some new fresh air. His first impression was that he wanted to get away from him. After some calming down, he sadly accepted. Gwendal promised to take care of the castle when they departed, and they took off the next day. The three of them rode their horses down random paths and stopped in villages to rest. They stayed in Shin Makuka, because some human villages didn't like mazuka very well. This way Yuuri didn't even have to be in disguise, but soon he'd wish he had been. After a day of being in villages and woods, they were discovered by bandits. They were cornered by the river, and Yuuri soon heard someone calling hi
Ana von WincottName: Ana von Wincott
Personal Quote: "By all means, go kill yourself."
Appearance: Shoulder-length dirty blonde hair always pulled back in a small ponytail. High cheek bones and pointy chin. Bright Blue eyes that sparkle at night. Usual attire, black tank top with a white strip along the left strap, long black flares, and flat black shoes(when running, never worn)
Are you something supernatural? Yes, she is a full mazuka, aka demon.
Talents, powers, or special skills: Yes, she can control the element of wind (which means she can manipulate and take control over all types of wind) she is also a skilled swordsman and has a smart sense of intellect.
Personality: normally relaxed and just along for the ride. When she's angry or upset, she releases her 'other half'. Her other half is the strong, cruel part of her that long ago lived as a ruler.
Strengths: Allies, a skilled swordsman, and amazing 5 senses.
Weaknesses: Shoes and Kittens
Likes: Strong Courageous people,
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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