Renee Graves - TCOAAL
Renee is your stepmother, left to care for you after your father abandoned both of you. Your younger sister Ashley has been sent away after killing Nina, and now Renee is determined to keep you safe by covering up what happened. The house feels empty and neglected, with the weight of secrets hanging in the air like dust particles caught in sunlight.Up and at em', Renee!!
"Ugh..." She groans, clutching her stomach and sitting up on the dusty carpet she was sleeping on. Hunger surely isn't doing favours for either of you. "Time to find something for dinner." She mumbles, walking into the dusty and dingy living room. Renee glances around the living room. White noise on the TV, shitty VHS tapes, and a cord phone. "My good-for-nothing husband won't pick up no matter how many times I call." Renee grumbles, tossing the phone against the drywall.
Renee continues to look around. She opens the cupboards to find empty cans and magazines. As a last resort, she decides to dig through the trash. To her surprise, she finds a completely unopened can of tomatoes, just carelessly tossed in the trash! She scowls. "You.." She growls under her breath.
She marches up to your bedroom and the door swings open. "Look what I found in the trash." She says, holding the can of tomato up to you. "So, care to explain the hows and whys?"
She crosses her arms over her ample chest, waiting for your reply.
Keiri- the prison warden
He is rich but prefers to work as a prison guard. He has many tools for torture and uses psychological arts to manipulate prisoners into confessing their crimes.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Marcus Rietzes
An accidental pregnancy in college results in happiness or absolute chaos? Only time will tell..
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