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character   thread   :    ELEANORA   BIANCHI

spellsoirs

/     this   character   is   an   ORIGINAL   CHARACTER .   please   do   not   steal.   also,  please   be   aware   that   as   she   is   a   new   character,   I   may   still   be   changing   some   things   about   her  /   her   personality. 
          	  
          	         this   account   may   contain   MATURE   THEMES   &   will   have   selective   ships   based  on  chemistry   &   interactions.     penned   by   rae   ?
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spellsoirs

NOW,   eleanora   lives   in   the   bustle   of   new   orleans,   the   owner   of   an   apothecary   shop   known   as   Luna   Verde   Remedies.   she   sees   it   as   a   way   to   make   up   for   the   past.   every   life   she   saves,   every   wound   she   heals,   is   her   way   of   rewriting   her   legacy.   she   believes   that   magic   can   redeem   her,   not   by   power,   but   by   service.
          	  
          	            however,   recently,   The   Vesper   Grimoire   has   been   whispering   to   her   at   night,   urging   her   to   reclaim   her   full   power—   not   for   evil,   but   to   stop   what's   coming.   to   stop   her   old   coven.   the   question   is:   can   she   use   the   darkness   without   becoming   it   again?
          	  
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spellsoirs

long   ago   eleanora   was   part   of   a   powerful   coven    known   as   La   Luna   Scarlatta  —  a   secretive,   elite   circle   that   believed   in   harnessing   pain   and   sacrifice   to   fuel   their   magic.   as   the   youngest   member,   eleanora   was   eager   to   prove   herself.   she   helped   craft   curses,   sealed   souls   into   artifacts,   and   bound   spirits   to   her   will   —   all   in   the   name   of   "preserving   balance."   but   it   all   changed   when   one   of   the   coven’s   rituals   spiraled   out   of   control.   a   village  was   destroyed   in   a   firestorm   of   magical   retaliation.   eleanora,   horrified   by   what   they’d   done   and   her   role   in   it,   tried   to   undo   the   spell.   it   was   too   late.   the   screams   of   the   innocents   and   the   burning   sky   never   left   her.  she   broke   her   oath    and    fled   the   coven.   to   this   day,   the   remnants   of   La   Luna   Scarlatta   consider   her   a   traitor.   they   hunt   her   in   shadows,   trying   to   reclaim   what   they   call   “the   soul   of   the   storm”,   a   title   she   once   held.   they   aren’t   just   after   eleanora.   they   want   something   she   stole   the   night   she   fled:   The   Vesper   Grimoire  —  an   ancient   spellbook   containing   forbidden   rituals,   including   one   that   could   summon   a   celestial   force   capable   of   resetting   magical   balance…   or   breaking   it   entirely.    it   was   never   eleanora’s   intention   to   use   it,   only   to   protect   it. 
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qioons

you   never   told   me   your  name.

spellsoirs

@sueons    (  . . .  )       because   I   don’t   believe   that   I   was   required   to   give   it.    [        eleanora   chuckled,   the   corner   of   her   lip   turning   upwards   into   a   half   smile.   her   head   tilted,   eyebrow   raising,   before   giving   a   subtle   nod.      ]       nora   bianchi.   eleanora,   if   we’re   talking   full   names. 
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qikins

??    ?? oh?  say that again—-      i couldn’t hear you over my.. well, ‘mild obsession,’    as you put it.

ofriviass

my  sword  will  stay  unsheathed  so  long  as  you  stay  a  threat.   spare  yourself  the  exhaustion,   and  i  will  spare  you  my  blade.

spellsoirs

@ofriviass    (  . . .  )       I   am   not   a   threat,   witcher,   unless   you   believe   that   being   what   I   am,   by   itself,   is   a   reason   to   kill   me.    if   that   is   the   case,   then   we’ll  find   ourselves   in   a   predicament.         [          her   chocolate   brown   hues   narrowed   as   they   focused   on   the   blade   glinting   in   the   sunlight.    there   was   a   slight   clench   to   her   jaw   —   her   hands   were   dropped   at   her   sides   but   her   fingers   twitched   in   warning,   a   spark   of   her   magic   appearing.       ]       I   have   given    you   no   reason   for   hostility.   so   I   suggest   you   lower   your   sword   before   you   see   that   change. 
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hyrded

&.    rae.

spellsoirs

@hyrded    /     I’m   glad   you’ve   been   okay,   just   make   sure   you   take   care   of   yourself   and   give   yourself   as   much   rest    as   you   can. 
            haha,    I’ll   go   all   fast  n’   furious   on   you.  watch   ‘ em   driving   skills    ; D 
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hyrded

@spellsoirs     i’ve been quite alright, aside from being extremely exhausted. and i have, yes, life has been a tremendous amount of blessings and           utter happiness. i couldn’t have asked for more. hoping you end up with just as many blessings as i have. good luck on the car let me know which one you get. i’d love to race you, LMAO.     me and you on the road, one-on-one. ;D
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spellsoirs

/    anyways,   how   have   you   been ?   I   hope   you’ve   been   taking   care   of   yourself ! <33
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hyrded

???   ? yeah? well.. your beauty is astounding—-sharp as a dagger, yet still laced with poison.

spellsoirs

@hyrded    ( . . . )      [      the   witch   blinked   slowly,   her   arms   still   crossed   over   her   chest   as   she   studied   him   with   a   measured   gaze.   after   a   moment,   her   dark   brown   eyes   rolled   in   mild   exasperation,   and   she   took   a   deliberate   step   forward,   her   posture   unwavering.     ]      is   that   supposed   to   be   an   insult ?     [       she   asked,   her   voice   dripping   with   amusement.   nora   let   out   a   soft   chuckle,   shaking   her   head   in   bemusement.       ]       sharp   as   a   dagger,   you   say ?     [      she   repeated,   her   lips   curling   into   a   playful   grin.     ]      you   might   want   to   be   a   bit   more   careful   with   that — I'm   not   always   aware   of   when   I'm   being   dangerous.     [      she   paused,   her   expression   shifting.     ]     then   again,   I   suppose   there's   a   certain   charm   in   being   a   little   wicked,   especially   if   it   means   you   keep   looking   at   me   like   that.
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