The Prodigal ReturnedDay 1- The Prodigal ReturnedThe Prodigal Returned by weaveroffantasy
It was odd as she stepped off the train onto the crowded platform, being jostled around by bodies rushing all around her, pushing and shoving her one way or the other, some with quickly muttered apologies and others with nothing but a scowl and a snappy “Watch it!” She allowed herself to be pushed along passively along until she found a quiet space, allowing her time to collect her scattered thoughts and figure out her next plan of attack. Amaryllis hadn’t expected all these sudden feelings to surge up- feelings she never realized had been building up in her all these years- taking her for a loop. A bittersweet feeling of regret tainted every memory that was flitting through her mind; she couldn’t help but remember all those vacations in her childhood when the family had left the city, taking one of these very trains to one of the numerous tourist towns that dotted the countryside. She thought about the last time she’d spoken t
Cassius MarkwoodName: Cassius Markwood “Cass”Cassius Markwood by weaveroffantasy
Biography: Cass has led a tumultuous home-life. Born into wealth and privilege, he had everything his family’s money could buy- except loving parents and a stable home-life. His parents, Belda and Garrick, have a bitter relationship which they never bothered to hide from their sons. Left, for the most part, neglected, Cass drew further into himself, a shy, forlorn kid who spent hours reading books about different places and people. Things, however, took a turn for the worst when Cass was fourteen and he was sent to a boarding school for boys. Sensing easy prey, the other boys began to gang up on him, taunting him and playing cruel pranks that often left Cass in tears. Even his older brother became disgusted with him.
When Cass was fifteen, and after a particularly bad argument between his parents, he decided to run away. He stole some money (intending to never repay it) packed his backpack to bursting with clothing and underw
Tilden ShanleyName: Tilden ShanleyTilden Shanley by weaveroffantasy
Occupation: part-time zookeeper & veterinary technician
Biography: Born to Mary Ellen and Sylvio, Tilden is the youngest of 4 children. His mother is a nurse and his dad a moderately successful artist. His childhood was one full of love and laughter. Tilden is currently studying zoology. His love of animals is the reason why he and Nona became good friends.
Personality & traits: Tilden is a laidback sort of guy who manages to take all the bad things in stride. He seems to have inherited his father’s artistic talent, since Tilden draws incessantly- mostly animals. In fact, he’s been creating a little story around these animals for a few years now. He also never talks much, which makes him a great listener. Tilden is a pragmatic person who believes there’s always a reasonable explanation for things, even if the answers aren’t obvious.
Tilden is also patient with an engaging smile. He has the kind of charm tha
The Gnome From Hell“So what’s going on?” Nona asked with a yawn, entering the living room barefooted and her PJs still rumpled.The Gnome From Hell by weaveroffantasy
“You’d have to wait for Cass to reveal his astonishing news that all of us have to be here for.” Dace Millander suppressed his own yawn behind a hand, than let out a little groan of grievance for himself. “It’s only eight freakin’ am. Why the hell am I not asleep?”
“Shut up, Dace.” Fallon said disgruntledly. They were sitting on the couches scattered around the living room. Fallon and Suha were sitting at opposite ends of a couch, the latter curled up with her feet tucked beneath her, head laid in the crook of her arm. Long blonde hair hid her face from view, though Nona assumed she was sleeping. Tilden had the shawl-covered sofa, sprawled across it with a pillow to his chest, eyes closed. “So- what’s, uh, what’s going on again?” Nona repeated with another face-sp