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History:Born under the sun, Amalia had always been close to her family. Raised in the castle walls, playing in the caves with her older brother, and exploring the forest, she had a joyous childhood that was filled with love. Amalia had always admired her older brother for his intelligence, and his abilities to see the future in ways she never could. When she was fifteen, her brother came to her and confessed that he’d found love in the arms of common woman from the Kingdom of Red. Happy for her brother, she told him her should marry her as soon as possible. The thought of her brother getting married had her dancing through the castle for weeks, singing and enjoying the thought that her brother would be king with a queen he loved beside him. She focused solely on her brother, helping his wife to plan their wedding, and asking a million happy little questions about what they wanted in life. She also began to attempt to look for love herself, sneaking out of the castle and walking through the markets of different kingdoms in the hopes of meeting that special someone. She didn’t notice his rising stress level, his paranoia, his anxieties, or his change in attitude.
One night, she snuck out to a festival held by the White Kingdom and enjoyed dancing, singing, and the life they lived all of the time. As she wandered through the festival, eating the kingdoms delicacies and enjoying the company of others, she gazed into a bowl of water and froze, her smile fading. Within the bowl, she saw her parents, sleeping in their bed, as a shadowed figure moved through the room. Watching as the figure stabbed her parents to death, she waited to see his face, only to see her brother. Confused and distraught, she returned home at once, but she was too late, having traveled through the lightening hours of dawn. As the guards scrambled to find out who had killed the king and queen for a few days, she went to her brother. When she asked him why, he told her he couldn’t say; that he’d foreseen himself doing it and knew that he had no choice. She saw through the lies and began to come to him each night simply to ask him why.
Weeks passed and the court decided that one of the two needed to take the throne, and fast. When the divination was proceeded with, the court saw Amalia taking the throne, and not her brother. The coronation ceremony was proceeded with as fast as they could manage, bathing her in the blood of animals, with a drop from the past four kings. When they asked her if she could see who had killed her parents, she lied and said it was blocked from her with magic and it was left a cold case. Her brother and his wife was cast to Duke and Duchess, a position where she could continue to periodically ask him “Why” and keep track of his whereabouts. Angry at herself for leaving the castle for a party, convinced she could have stopped the murders, she swore she would stay with her people as much as possible. The joy filled girl from her childhood disappeared and she became brutally honest, and stoic. She took her witch craft more seriously and began to develop it as much as possible, for anything and everything. She let her seer sight do as it pleased, but looked upon every vision as an outsider, as though it had nothing to do with her. She grew older, and was told several times that she should marry, but she still hasn’t found that special someone who will drive away the nightmares she has at night, when she’s not walking through others dreams.
Personality:Stoic and straight to the point, she's definitely not a fan of people, especially if they want to bug her silent moments. She doesn't hesitate to tell people the truth in the most honest of ways, but if she's made a pact with someone, she'll attempt to keep it to the best of her abilities.
Should she fall in love, she'll be faithful and devoted. She may even open up a bit more, possibly all the way, and show a more sensitive side with a larger range of emotions, something she generally saves for her times alone. She'll hesitate to be brutally honest, which can make her appear more timid with someone she loves.
She loves animals, no matter what kind of animal it is. She hesitates to hurt them, but won't let anyone see should it be seen as a weakness. If anyone finds anything about her she doesn't like, she will not hesitate to use her powers and connections to insure that they cannot tell anyone, to the point that she may even change the memory in your mind, or kill you, to keep secrets just that, secret.
Appearance:
Standing at 5'6", Amalia is tall and lean, with toned muscles, and light caramel skin. Strong brows hold little expression above hypnotizing, light blue eyes surrounded in thick, long eyelashes. Typically seen in earth toned make up with an intense cat eye, she hardly ever smiles outside of her own castle. Slight curves give her a good figure, not too big, not too skinny, but she's not well endowed like some women. Mid-back length chestnut brown hair frames her face, adding emphasis on her strong nose and high cheek bones.
She has a white tattoo on her foot in the shape of a rose vine, twisting over her foot and climbing onto her ankle in thin, delicate lines with seemingly impossible detail. Her style generally consists of something green; a dress, shirt, skirt, necklace even, gold or silver jewelry in the shape of vines, flowers, leaves, feathers, or animals, a white, black or neutral complimentary shade, and her earthy make up choices.(She does count teal as a green) At times, she's been seen in flower like ensembles, outfits containing greens with splashes of bright colors like purples, pinks, blues, and the occasional yellow, but she generally stays away from reds, as she says anything but a red lips makes her look scary. She's been known to even wear green lipstick. Among her shape hugging, slinky gowns, she's only been seen at big parties in large ball gowns covered with gems and flowering lace with lavish hair styles.
She has a strong walk that fits well with her no-non-sense attitude, the kind that makes heels click loudly on hard floors and generally tells everyone a head of her that she's coming. She holds her head high, her back straight, and looks people straight in the eye when talking to them.
Armor:Silver breast plate with green vines twisting around it, focusing on the center of the chest, where the family crest sits proudly. A flowing, white fabric skirt with inter-sewn threads of silver cover her legs in sheer, but thick and sturdy fabric. Silver forearm plates with similar vines twisting over their surfaces cut off at her hands and elbows leading up to matching shoulder plates that spike out in a wing like shape. The leather boots that she wears are overlaid with metal plates that protect her legs.
Weapons:A large metal staff is twisted and detailed to appear like wood with scattered thorns that lead up to a row of intricate roses. From the roses comes out a large, curved blade that makes the staff into a scythe.
Powers:Dream Walking - When she falls asleep, some times, she'll end up in someone else's dream, an onlooker to their biggest secrets, fears, and loves. She can even change the dream if she feels so inclined, but it takes a lot of strength and even at her strongest moments has never allowed her to stay in a dream for more than
ten waking minutes. After ten minutes in real time, she'll be dragged out of the other person's dream and wake up. After such a task, she can't dream walk again for at least
eighteen hours.
Seer-sight - She normally uses a crystal ball to use her seer sight, but this allows her to see into the future, usually no more than a day or so, but she has been known to, on occasion, see a month ahead. The visions are scrappy, though, bouncing around angles and containing voices or sounds that are far away. Her clearest visions are usually horrific ones about death, making her a prime Seer for the other families.
She can't control the seer sight and has had months, even years, between visions, or sometimes just a few minutes.
Witch Craft - There are many spells, potions, and rituals involved within her craft; the lighting of candles, casting of circles, the lack of living with others, such things are necessary to use her craft properly. Every month on a full moon, she goes out into the Forest of Green alone to do her full moon ritual, but don't think this makes her a sitting duck, because her circle is generally large and forms a protective barrier around hard enough the swords haven't broken it yet.
She was never very good at making potions, but she's learned to make just about anything. Fore warning:
her potions have been known to fail, causing the user to be effected rather than the target or to have no effect at all.
