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Name: Tamwyn Ryalle
Demon or Human? Human
What role do you play? I'm a nun on the task force and a prophet
Appearance (no, you don't need a picture): Shoulder length black hair pulled back in a ponytail, bangs are longer than the rest of my hair. I wear a uniform like rosette's nearer the end of the series, but any white is black, and the blue is darker. Accesories are my black gloves and boots, silver hoop earrings and the silver cross that is the proof of my contract with a demon (will someone be said person?)
Additude/Personality: Spunky and rather sarcastic at times, sort of like rosette, loves to sing
Weapon: prefers to use a broadsword, fire powers

[[ smile yay, I have a contract partner, I was hoping someone would notice this thread soon]]

I looked around me, everything was foggy and mist swirled around my feet.
'Where am I?' My thoughts bounced around in my head, it was hard to focus. I saw a shape rise out of the darkness, an even darker wave that was rushing forward. I tried to move, to run away, but my feet were planted firmly in the ground -- as if I had none at all. The wave swept over me, and the scenary changed; tree lined streets slowly appearing, it was all so familiar. The sun was setting, and I smelled smoke in the air.
I fell forward as my feet were released, almost falling on a little girl. She was running north up the street, and clutched a paper wrapped package to her chest. I ran after her, night was closing in and the smoky smell was getting stronger as she ran into the forest. She followed a little dirt path that wound deeper and deeper into the woods. I saw a cabin in the distance, two fires blazed brightly in front of it. They looked like funeral pyres, but more vertical, I could smell burning flesh.
The little girl must have smelled it to, for she ran faster and soon enough we were at the front of the small home. She cried out and fell to her knees at the sight before her, the package dropped to the ground. What I had thought to be funeral pyres were two people, tied to long wooden poles driven into the ground, they had been burned alive. I looked frantically for someone nearby who could help, no one was there. At last i saw a well, and I ran to get a bucket of water to put out the fires. When I reached for the rope to pull the bucket up, my hand passed through it. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't grab a hold of the rope, the little girl screamed, and I felt myself pushed into the well by the anger and sadness of it. Falling into the abyss I shed a single tear, and then I was the little girl -- no, I had been her all along. My parents were dead, murdered cruelly, I didn't want to live. I screamed one last time before falling to the ground, still crying, then everything went black.

I could hear a loud ringing in my head, and woke with a start. My eyes were sore from crying, and my throat burning.
"Thank God it was all a dream..." I said to myself

"You're fine," I said, still a bit shocked from the dream, "It was just a bad dream, of a long forgotten memory."
I shook my head to clear my thoughts and stood up, "Do we have a new mission from Sister Azmaria?" I wanted to stay off the topic of my dream.

I sighed, we hadn't had a mission in ages, and I was getting tired of the training sessions.

"Ah," I replied distractedly, "Alright, I'l be out in a bit." I wait for you to leave, then I close the curtains of my room and change into my uniform. I went into the bathroom and combed my hair. I brushed my teeth before I walked out of the room.

I came out, stretching my arms and almost knocking over a lamp.
"Oops," I say, steadying the thing on it's hallway table, I turn to Kubira, "Okay, we can go down now."

I walked slowly down the stairs, the atmosphere was heavy, as if I was being led off to my death. Kubira was silent, as he almost always was nowadays.