St. Rose, Dara Star

[Dara Star St. Rose]

IN CHARACTER


NAME: Dara Star St. Rose
NICKNAMES: N/A
AGE: 27
SEXUALITY: Straight
FACE CLAIM / CELEBRITY: Anna Paquin
OCCUPATION: Job! Cheeky Librarian
ALLEGIANCE: Light, Dark, Neutral, or to Self. Neutral
CITIZENSHIP: Newcomer or Native to Westborough? Newcomer
SPECIES: Human, Witch, Ghost, Vampire, Werewolf, Demon. Witch
ABILITIES: Describe the extent of your character's abilities here with their strengths and their limitations. Like her sister, Dara has the abilitiy to remember everything she's read about spells and ingredients.  Unfortunately her potion ability is quite bad so she sticks with researching old spells and converting them.  She has the ability to read any language off a page and to write in it, but don't ask her to say it.  When Dara tries to speak the words she sees that's when bad stuff happens. 

OUT OF CHARACTER

NAME / ALIAS: Bella
HOW DID YOU FIND US? RPG-Directory

ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE


When Dara St. Rose dreamed it was always  the same.  She sees herself sitting at the circulation counter, surrounded by books in dark shelves, furiously writing down the ancient words unfamiliar to  normal eyes.  She watches herself so engrossed by whats on the page that only she, the observer, notices the change in the light in the room.  Within a matter of seconds the light is pursued by shadow.  Like a dance is taking place, the shadow chases the light as across the hundreds of book spines on shelves, up and across on walls, until the only light left is the light on the counter.  She, the observer, walks away from her dream-self towards the gigantic window nearest.  There's barely any light to show whats beyond it.  By touching the surface of the window chills run down her arm from the cool touch.  For a faint moment a sound comes from outside, barely recognizable in previous dreams, however, in this one dream the dream has expanded to something new. Almost as if it is evolving.  She strains to listen again to see if the dream will tempt her with another preview.  It takes a few minutes for her to hear it again beyond the sound of her own breathing and heartbeat.  It is much louder this time, as if it is getting closer to the window from the outside.  Its a voice, but not a voice she's ever been familiar with.  It is low and statically, like voice from an old radio.  As if knowing that another second in the dream would hold her answer a soft growl practically ripped through her dream waking her up in the SUV her sister Libby was driving.  She didn't wake startled, so she did not gain her sisters attention. However, a large black wolf's gaze was starring at her intently behind her in the back.  Jacob wasn't growling because he sensed her panic in her dream, she learned to mask it very well. 

" We're going to need to stop here pretty much now to let them out Sunny". she said while stretching, " that is unless we want wet wolf stinking up the car for the rest of the ride".

[Gabriel Edwards]

Approved!