Isabeau "Fable" Castello

Fable has always been a dreamer, head full of fantasies and a life other than her own. She's one of the kind to beleive in fate and soulmates, there is a one true love out there somewhere. Her daydreams can often make her seem airheaded or foolish but her students can see her passion. She is full of ambitoion and stands by her beliefs. Maybe she is a little gullible, but she is loyal to her fate.

She is clumsy and a bit of a pathological liar. She feels the need to keep her secrets close to her chest, which can weigh down on her shoulders. Fable is quick to help others but often lets her own pain get unbearable.Deep down Fable is fighting her own demons, but she'd rather pull others from the fire than put it out by herself.

• Her bell is a gift from her mother, it protects her from force transformations.
• She can play the violin, flute, lute, harp, and sing.
• She is deathly allergic to chocolate.
• Fable's lycan abilities are genetics from her mother's side of the family

Fable was the product of a man and a beast. Her father was a humble sheppard who fell in love with her lycanthrope mother. They kept this secret well hidden until Fable was 5 in which the traits her mother kept hidden began to show on her growing body. Sharp nails, pointed ears, and monstrous teeth on a child was suspicous to say the least. It didn't help that she was a mischeivous little thing in her youth, going after livestock and causing havoc on the townspeople under the guise of night. Her transformations came later, but they were not put up with for long. Her mother paid handsomely to have a object to keep Fable from transforming uncontrollably. The bell around her neck.

The bell kept Fable from showing any worse signs and it worked all throughout her childhood. She grew up and inherited her family's farm, her parents passed on from illness, and she was left alone to care for herself. Heeding her mother's warnings Fable never took her necklace off, she knew better. But her curiosity was something of a fickle thing, overpowered her logic and one evening, on a full moon, Fable let herself feel the rush of her transformation. The aftermath was a blood bath of years of repressed hunger and instincts. She left a pile of ruin in her wake, killing her livestock and a lot of her beloved townspeople. When she woke up in her human form she could do nothing but run, that is how she found the book.

Fable has since aclimated to the world of Amaiera by moving in with her now wife, Genie. She lives happily in the academic district and teaches children about music.