Aislynn "Ash" Rhodes
briarmstrong
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- 6 years, 1 month ago
- Creator
- briarmstrong
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Basic Info
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Age
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23
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Gender
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Female
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Race
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Witch
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Sexuality
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Homosexual
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Crush/Relatioship
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She hasn't met that special lady... yet
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Weapons (if any)
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Her magic. She can manipulate fire and talk to her cat, Quiggley.
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Eye Color
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Golden Brown
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Hair Style/Color
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Black with pink bangs. She keeps it cut to her chin and flips the ends outward.
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Body Type
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She's average height. She's got a few curves with C-cups.
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Clothing/Style
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She'd prefer to wear dresses much like the witchling dresses found on gaiaonline (picture in references). But she prefers lighter colors, preferably pastels and Spring-Time colors. Though, she will wear skinny jeans and a peasant top. Billowy sleeves are her obsession. She also likes to wear mini hats to match her outfits.
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Piercings/Tattoos
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She has two tattoos of pentacles. One on her left breast and the other is on her lower back (uploaded in her gallery). She also has her ear lobes pierced and wears either cute bat or crescent moon earrings.
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Personality
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She's pretty giggly. When she's nervous, she giggles more and covers her face to hide her blushing. When she gets scared, she tends to accidentally throw a fireball at whatever frightened her. Overall, she's a bit of a free spirit. Definitely one of those that "marches to the beat of their own drum."
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Likes
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Mini Hats! Billowy Sleeves! QUIGGLEY! Can't be without him for long. Sugar, Coffee or tea with vanilla cream because she's a heathen. Candles, she has a lot of them
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Dislikes
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Suits, they're so binding and very unflattering. Drama. She likes to think she's a carefree spirit. Yelling and arguing
Profile
Family
Mother: Sybilla Rhodes
Grandmother: Theresa Rhodes
Cousin: Rochelle Rhodes
History
Ash comes from a long line of witches, one of the few bloodlines to survive the witch hunts back in Salem. Their line mostly consists of witches with the ability to commune with the elements. Her mother was an Earth Witch, her grandmother focused on Water, and her great grandmother was close to Air. It had been a very long time since there was a Rhodes with the ability to commune with Fire, since it's such a stubborn and erratic element. The last Rhodes in recorded history to have an affinity for Fire, a young witch named Hazel, engulfed her entire house in flames during a temper tantrum that sadly took the life of her and her mother.
Because of young Hazel's accident, more research was done to figure out how Fire Witches were able to control themselves. A resounding answer of meditation and breathing became the only way to keep one calm. Ash, a little hothead herself, was having none of that.
She found that Fire is a lot like her, a bit unpredictable. When she was younger, she understood that there wasn't a lot of family members like herself. It wasn't uncommon for her family to bind the magic of witches with affinities for Fire. She fought, burnt a lot of people, and managed to make a deal with the eldest of her line: if she could prove that she could be in control of herself, she could keep her magic. However, if she messes up, just once, it's gone forever.
Like most of the family, she went to a regular school, has a normal life, and did normal homework. Unlike everyone else, she's under the constant supervision of her cousin- Rochelle. Being the same age, it was easy for Rochelle to be placed in every single class with Ash. Rochelle was one of those serious children. From the moment they met, Ash's assumption about Rochelle was that the girl was boring and mean. She was right. Ash was always criticized and torn down by her cousin. If only she'd had a normal affinity, then the family would trust her.
When she was finally of age, Ash moved out. She literally moved across the country. She was tired of being the outcast, of being hated. The first in her family to ever leave, it was the scandal of the coven. She settled in Oregon. Nobody would know her, nobody would fear her, she could make actual friends and have a real life. One that didn't have someone staring over her shoulder. It was during the move in process that this small, grey cat just walked into her new apartment. He strolled in like he owned the place and she knew. Especially, since he introduced himself. It wasn't a new thing- familiars. It had been sometime since any witch from her family had a familiar. So, she didn't know what to do with the cat. But they would make it work.
