Wit

Name: Wit (Pronounced as Withness)
Age: 23
Sex(physical): Sexless

Height and build: 6' 3'' Femine build, muscley
Gender(psychological): Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species/Race: Grem2

Theme song (If any):

Location: Austrum, Outside the city
Societal Class: Humane, Protector
Occupation: Barista and caretaker

 

Personality: She is very sweet, loyal and playfull against humans, thanking her live to the presious human gods. She sees every human, even the baddest, as a little god on Pallath. She will obey them, if you as her to eat garbade she will do it, no asking. Though if people order her to do things that are inhumane she will not do it, Like kicking a dog or making a kid shut up. With Grems shes a lot different though. She'll be sweet and kinda shy at first. She will talk to them like a best friend will talk to her best friend. She'll talk dirty, Make stupid jokes and do wierd things. She views every grem as a good friend and will treat them that way. With her owner Dora, or any other human she is very close with she'll do that too, only a little more, Save. She will get attached to almost every grem2, Mainly cause there are only grem2's deep in the city, or on a farm.
She is either matirial for a best wierd friend, Enternal lover or a rival. She can get very touchy and very sticky when is in love, or a very good friend.

 

Story:
She was taken in by her former owners, An old couple who has spent their money not on a fancy appartment to live in while they age, but a lively grem2 to keep them company. The older man, whom was sick, didnt want his wife to spent all the money on heavy medicin.
Instead he wanted to live all he could. When they got Wit the older man was in a rolling chair, needing to be pushed. With all the love Wit could give she'd push the man around the park and talk with him, feeding the ducks. the woman didnt really want to go with them, mostly cause she knew he was going to die

after a years and a half the man died in his own bed, Wit trying to wake him up for breakfast. She was really close to the man, He was burried a few days later with the most beautyfull blue Hibiscus tree planted on the crave. She often picks up the flowers and put them in her hair and such.  She was sad for around a year, visiting his crave every day. She slowly became closer and closer to her now only owner Dora, Or as she calls her Nan. A couple years after the man's death they opened a teashop, In honor of the lovely owner and sweet husband. It was called William's Hibiscus Tea. Now once again a sweet cheery grem she works and co-owns the shop, Togherer with her lovely owner Nan. The woman is now 72 years old and make everything themself in the small teashop. Cups, plates, Tea, everything. Even Wit helped with making. On her first try of making one of the glasses for the tea, She messed up. Not wanting to use the cup, she claimed it her self. paining it as she liked she has her own brittle cup. Their teashop has a japanese theme which kinda confuses Wit. Nan is a very playfull woman and makes lots of tiny dirty jokes

 

Physical features: Tuft tail x1. Outgrown Royal. a mix of knicked and koi ears. Mutation, Unicorn-like horn