Name: Daria Weir
Alias: Darcy Cross
Base name: Charlotte Free
Species: Enchanter
Age: Is over 1000 years, twenty in human years.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance: Darcy stands a bit taller than the average human at 5"6. Her body has curves in all the right places, her breasts are a good size and she loves to dress to show it off. Every since she was 13, she discovered a love for dying her hair random colours. Her favourite being a bright pink that she either dyes all of it, or just dip dyes it. The pink hair also helps to bring her out eyes, a naturally bright blue. Like her species denotes, she is incredibly pale naturally and has skin to die for. She never blemishes.
[Personality]
Occupation: Leader of Enchanters, drug dealer, painter.
Likes: When people don't get in her way, being left alone to paint, her apartment space, reading, getting a new tattoo.
Dislikes: When her deals go wrong, men who take advantage, not being creative or having the time. Demonic species, being reminded about her mother.
Quirks: Picks her nails when she gets anxious.
Personality: Darcy can sometimes be like trying to talk or reason with a brick wall. She's the kinda girl that once an idea is in her head, that's it. She's going for it and nothing can stop her. Darcy can be a manipulative bitch when she wants something from you but in contrast if you break down the walls to her, she'll become very dependant on you. Darcy is an incredibly intelligent person and tries to hide it, muchly from her brother and his group of friends. It's been a downfall of hers that she tries to change to fit in but due to her 'career' choice she knows how to fade into the background and disappear.
Darcy knows her way around a man, she knows how to press people's buttons and get under people's skins. She can do it all with a click of her fingers and not care for what followers her. Or see it always seems. She hates being this way, so close to the facade her own father has put up.
Special Abilities:
Casts spells.
Has mastered flight.
Can control the air to her will.
Can enchant less powerful species than herself - namely humans or near human.
History: Darcy was not one of the original enchanters that was cast out by the demons. But she near enough has been there. She was the first born Enchanter. Born to the once happy couple, Alec and Lydia Weir. When her mother died, so did her bond with her father it seemed. Her childhood was emotional distant, with the loss of her mother she was just craving the love and attention of her father back. To have the man comfort her and tell her everything was going to be okay. But she never got it.
She got fed up of family and friends. She packed up when she fourteen in human years and run away from home. She changed her name to get rid of her ties to her father and travelled anyway she could. Hitchhiked and god knows what else. It was unsurprising that she fell into a bad crowd and a world of drugs and prostitution.
It wasn't till her father found her again and threw her into rehab and basically erased all her demons in her life that she found herself finding a new track in life. Trying to reinvent herself, she found herself being handed an invite to a masquerade. Hey, what's the harm?
Alias: Darcy Cross
Base name: Charlotte Free
Species: Enchanter
Age: Is over 1000 years, twenty in human years.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance: Darcy stands a bit taller than the average human at 5"6. Her body has curves in all the right places, her breasts are a good size and she loves to dress to show it off. Every since she was 13, she discovered a love for dying her hair random colours. Her favourite being a bright pink that she either dyes all of it, or just dip dyes it. The pink hair also helps to bring her out eyes, a naturally bright blue. Like her species denotes, she is incredibly pale naturally and has skin to die for. She never blemishes.
[Personality]
Occupation: Leader of Enchanters, drug dealer, painter.
Likes: When people don't get in her way, being left alone to paint, her apartment space, reading, getting a new tattoo.
Dislikes: When her deals go wrong, men who take advantage, not being creative or having the time. Demonic species, being reminded about her mother.
Quirks: Picks her nails when she gets anxious.
Personality: Darcy can sometimes be like trying to talk or reason with a brick wall. She's the kinda girl that once an idea is in her head, that's it. She's going for it and nothing can stop her. Darcy can be a manipulative bitch when she wants something from you but in contrast if you break down the walls to her, she'll become very dependant on you. Darcy is an incredibly intelligent person and tries to hide it, muchly from her brother and his group of friends. It's been a downfall of hers that she tries to change to fit in but due to her 'career' choice she knows how to fade into the background and disappear.
Darcy knows her way around a man, she knows how to press people's buttons and get under people's skins. She can do it all with a click of her fingers and not care for what followers her. Or see it always seems. She hates being this way, so close to the facade her own father has put up.
Special Abilities:
Casts spells.
Has mastered flight.
Can control the air to her will.
Can enchant less powerful species than herself - namely humans or near human.
History: Darcy was not one of the original enchanters that was cast out by the demons. But she near enough has been there. She was the first born Enchanter. Born to the once happy couple, Alec and Lydia Weir. When her mother died, so did her bond with her father it seemed. Her childhood was emotional distant, with the loss of her mother she was just craving the love and attention of her father back. To have the man comfort her and tell her everything was going to be okay. But she never got it.
She got fed up of family and friends. She packed up when she fourteen in human years and run away from home. She changed her name to get rid of her ties to her father and travelled anyway she could. Hitchhiked and god knows what else. It was unsurprising that she fell into a bad crowd and a world of drugs and prostitution.
It wasn't till her father found her again and threw her into rehab and basically erased all her demons in her life that she found herself finding a new track in life. Trying to reinvent herself, she found herself being handed an invite to a masquerade. Hey, what's the harm?