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alias > magpie.
pronouns > she/they.
age > unknown, physically 22 summers.
race > ???
birthdate > 14th sun / 2nd astral moon.
sexuality > bisexual.
residence > black shroud.
occupation > ???

hair > black, white tips.
eyes > empty.
build > lithe & lissom.
stature > 5 fulms. often stands on her toes.
gait > a bit of pep in her step.
languages > common (fluent), sign (rusty)
likes > bugs, acorns, the smell of rain.
dislikes > loud people. bedhead. parents.

offering. > have you something to offer to the nest? oh, the birds do love decorating between the split edges of the nest's wood, i think they would like a new gift. we will take well care of it. pinky promise.solstice. > even should the seasons come and go, and my kin have fled to distant shores for the winter, i remain here; in this forest, as i always have. i do not quite like change, see.flock. mind not the beating of wings about the trees; the crows have found comfort lingering about these hidden-away paths. they've taken a liking to you, so please, do not be afraid if they wish to follow.

face. > i am ... quite shy of my face, i admit. on days when i go without my mask often do people tell me they cannot remember what i look like. is that strange?denizens. > have you seen my dear siblings about the shroud? or perhaps a skulking fellow with the green hood? yes, that is my family, and my beloved. do treat them kindly.grubs. > did you bring worms for me? oh, i love worms. i love worms, and centipedes, and spiders, and bees, and grasshoppers, and cicadas, and moths, and ants, and crickets, and ladybugs, and beetles, and butterflies, and earwigs, and i don't really like...

SUMMER.

Even when all these deprived eyes see is a world drained of color, she manages to still be vibrant and full of it. Around her I realize how little I've learned and how much more I could.

A sentient canvas, I would shower you with every color so long as you trust my brush. I've given you my home, and with it, my heart. Please, with such a fragile thing, love it with all that you are.

SABLE.

..Maggie? Nosy, annoyin', somethin' of a pest.. but probably the closest thing I got to a siblin' now-a-days. I'm not sure when I started gettin' a sweet spot for her, but I make sure all the shit she gives me is polished and displayed somewhere on a shelf. Only really noticed when folk comin' over started to say, "..Is that a bone?" or, "Is.. that a glass eyeball?" or, "..Hey, why'd you got teeth over there?" Really kills the mood sometime, but worth it for her.

HARROW.

The air after a storm; streams feeding into a river. Miss Magnolia is a balm to my person.

DOVE.

My dear sister, how long has it been that we've known each other? I feel like it has been more time than that spent without you, and I would not undo a bit of it for the world...! Oh, but I would be so tempted by the offer to relive it all again...

SHRIKE.

Kid sis! Little Maggie! Magic! Probably the best thing since Eorzeans figured out sliced bread. I mean, really. Loyal, compassionate, thoughtful, charitable.. heh.. I think she got all those awesome qualities from her big bro. I mean, I basically raised her. I'm like, super cool. Anyways, yeah, totally hit her up if you need a good friend, or someone to help you hide a body! HAHAAH! HAAHAH! I'm joking.

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