Pet Information
Pet Name: Castaway
Owner: Draven
Theme / Type: Daydream belragoth
Born: November 12, 2008
Gender: Male
Collection: 4

Battle Portal Stats
Level: 2
Hit Points: 3 / 3
Strength: 3
Defense: 2
Speed: 1
Intellect: 3
Misticpower: 3
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
Books Read
Books Read:
None
Pet Profile

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Adopted 12/01/14
Poppeted 12/01/14
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Thank you Xeaviel and Lunar for this wicked woman.
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You're my dear brother, let's be wicked together.
How dare you leave my brother like that!
You have been so loyal over the years, what happened? I miss you.
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Name: Emily Bane
Nickname: Castaway
Age: Appears to be 23, Real age: 143
Race: Human (Dabbles in dark magic)
Gender: Female
Occupation: Dark Lady
Orientation: Bisexual
Status: Single
Skin: Fair
Hair: Dark Pink
Eyes: Green
Weight: 121 lbs
Height: 5' 5"
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Personality: She can be very cruel, wicked and down right fowl. But unlike her brother, she can have a heart, and also give some mercy where it is needed. She is also the voice of reason and understanding when her brother is in need of some guidance.
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Long fingers wrapped around a leather bound book, her green eyes looking it over, blowing some of the dust from it's cover. The spine read 'Journal' and a small smile tickled at her plump lips, 'It's been years since I've looked in here.' She though to herself, running her fingers across the cover, feeling all the ridges and bevels in the old leather, then untying the leather binding that held it closed. The book opened for her immediately, then she quickly began carefully slipping through the pages.
August 12th, 1885;
Today, my brother came to me with an absurd idea and I don't even know where he got the idea. Ha, black magic, magic doesn't exist and let alone the evil wretched one he speaks of. But he is determined to try and make it work and see what he is able to do with it...
Her eyes scanned over the page, trying to remember that far back. Those words were written by her human 14 year old self and that was nearly 129 years ago, her memory was amazing, but that was a long shot. So she kept reading on, skipping through the days and looking for key points.
August 18th, 1885;
My brother is still trying to get this black magic of his working, and I finally got him to fess up and tell me where he got the weird book filled with all the spells and incantations he's been playing with. He claims a demon came to visit him and gave him the book. I think my dear brother Cyrus has lost his mind, he is going on 21 and still believes in this magic blasphemy.
She shook her head as she read the words, she was still having trouble remembering those times, but she was pleased at how well her young self documented the events. Her fingers grazed over the page, looking at more of the entries, but one in particular caught her attention.
September 12th,1885;
It works! It actually works! My brother's claimed black magic is real. I can't believe it, I watched him draw the symbols and runes in the dirt, thinking to myself it wouldn't work, but it did. He placed the items he needed around the area and within a few spoken words he had summoned a small, vile, sickly looking create. But before I could get close to it, he spoke another incantation and killed it. The small creature fell over on to it's side and started to fold in on itself to the point of no longer existing, the only evidence of it ever being there was the small amount of blood that had slipped from it's lips as it died.
I am terrified! What will he do now? What would Mother and Father think if they ever found out? Would he be hung?, or possibly shot in front of the whole town?
She stopped reading at that moment, she didn't want to read any further in to that entry. But her curiosity was still peeked, so she flipped a few pages and for herself another entry. The one she found was long, nearly taking up a full page, and without any hesitation, she began to read.
((More in the works to be written))
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If lost or taken please give me back to Draven
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