Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38601454-20190824051356/@comment-38601454-20190906200147

Look what Dex did! wrote: Name: Thora

Dosnt know her exact age but she is around 15

Gender: Girl

  Race: Elf

Ability: Restricted somehow and she had never known what they are even before she was taken. She is a hydro, Pyro mix

Looks: pixie like and small with dark blue eyes and dark, wavvy, windswept hair

She dosnt trust anyone (how could she?) but if someone does earn her trust se will be protective, sweet and fun.

Back story: (She came from a similar situation as Polly) Thora never knew who her parents were even before her mind was wiped, before she came here her mind had already been wiped for most of her life. She only wanted to go home.  She just knew that when she was a baby someone dropped her off in a human  park with a note that said  "Take care of her until she is old enough then give her this"  so a woman that Thora could never remember did and raised her privately at home in the Forbidden cities, never leaving and for some reason she never tried to escape. And when Thora was 8 her mother gave her a crystal that took her to this place.  Thora had been here for two years already or was it three... maybe more.. And she hated. She hated the faces she imagined belonged to the cloaks that would drag her in to the room across from hers and burn her wrists and keep her alive, but only barely. Feeding her only when she was about to fall asleep and never wake up. Then always after that they would drag her into a different room to report to a witch that would just look at her with a cold glare that she could feel, until Thora started to sob or scream. And she never looked at the face though she had felt the urge to every time because if she did she would be punished in some way or another. And every time she went to bed with scraps, burns or cuts she would wake up either them gone. But the memory was always there but her mind was wiped often enough that she could skim over the more terrifying bits with just a shudder. Today, the men under the cloaks had almost burnt her wrists to the bone and the gagged her so she couldn't scream and they kept her conscious so she couldn't hide from the hands that hurt her. Then they grabbed her from her stone chair and dragged her to the room where the lady sat, waiting. She barely spared her a glance.  "Is the other one here?" She said in her cold voice, she got a nod and merely nodded back and  said, "Put her with the other one." And they did, they dragged her  past her old cell and into a new room with one other girl... Then they threw her in an empty one.  😉🐨

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