Hazel Forcroft: Main character, hidden lunar moth fairy, she/they pronouns, 24y/o, 5’9”, straight(ally), flustered, gentle, calm, magic fueled from her wings. Aerin flamethroned: second main character, human, he/him, Gay, 28y/o, 6’4” cocky, relaxed, flustered(hunk/top) flustered, strengths in sword fighting. Clay Rosedanced, 2nd main characters love interest, human/elf hybrid, he/they, bisexual, 24y/o, 6’0”, relaxed, affectionate, calm, non-violent (twunk/bottom), strengths in bow+arrow. Joklas: Love interest 2, enchantment gone wrong, they/them, 27y/o, 7’, straight(neutral) emotionless, calm, protective Strengths in basically everything other than magic. Morson rosedanced: mentor/love interest 1, human/elf, bisexual, 261/2y/o,6’3.8”, jumpy, nervous, gentle, anxious, castle head mage, strengths in magic(draws magic from plants). Vaprelina Leonias: princess/best friend, human, straight(ally), 23, 5’6”, calm, cocky, beauty queen/diva, strengths in commerce and negotiations. King Georard Leonias, King/master, straight(neutral), human, 56, 5’11”, relaxed, battle-hardened, firm, gentle strengths in commerce, negotiations, sword play. Queen Milarda Leonias, queen/master/mother figure, straight(ally), elf/human, 52, 5’4”, relaxed, loving, gentle, battle hardened, strengths in hand-to-hand combat, daggers, hunting, embroidery, assassinry, negotiation, teaching.
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A girl sits on a small foot-bridge, long brown fading auburn hair pooling behind her, and what seems to be a full set of armor standing next to her. A small red dragon-fly circles her hand and flies in between her fingers. Her yellow dresses skirt hem almost skims the water of the small river under her, her feet dangling six inches above it. She lets out a long, breathy sigh, as if having trouble breathing, and the armor next to her takes a step forward and sits next to her, they’re iron feet stiffly bent to avoid touching the water. She raises her hand slightly, and the insect flies off, following the stream. The armor turns their head towards her. “Is the corset bothering you, Hazel?” She turns to look at them, her lips turning up into slight smile, then looks back down at the water. “Yes, I’m afraid it is.” “Do you want me to help you take it off?” “Well,” Hazel hesitates, looking around to make sure no humans are in the area. “Yes, just let me put my hair up first.” what corset.. How does Joklas know hazel has a corset on? A man on the foot path, named Morson Rosedanced, wonders. Don’t get the wrong idea. He isn’t stalking Hazel, or even at an ill intent. He was the castle mage, and he was following his creation, Joklas, to make sure it didn’t malfunction. However, he has found himself stumbling onto a rather private conversation.