The Lost Blade

[Charlotte]

Name: Charlotte
Age: 26
Species: Somebody

Primary Elements
1.) Light
2.) Water
3.) Earth
4.) Wind

Personality: Charlotte has an interesting way of dealing with the world. Her upbringing, originally, led her to a strange mix of pragmatism and mercy. She wasn't going to take what she didn't need, but, if she was in need, you were not going to stop her. Strong Catholic morals kept her as much on the straight-and-narrow as a streetling girl can be.

Magi's training instilled in her a ruthlessness; a will to do whatever is necessary to achieve a certain goal. He hadn't been able to make her his perfect acolyte, but, she did learn from the man. Priorities. Sheer, unfeeling logic.

The Blades had the greatest influence, however, unwriting many of her negative traits. The code of the Blades, though hardly followed in her time, resonated with her faith, and guiding her principles into adulthood. Behaving with honor and loyalty, she was brought up by the Blades to be a woman of principles.

Appearance: Charlotte, due to childhood malnutrition, is a small woman. Fair of skin, and slight of build, her appearance does not necessarily reflect her abilities. Dark crimson hair frames her face, and piercing ice-blue eyes stand out, sharply. She tends to dress simply, in shades of blue, not particularly wanting to stand out in a crowd.

History: 

Sometimes, greatness can come from nothing.

As far as she knows, Charlotte never really had a family. Someone took care of her as a very young child, she knows. But, she can't remember who.

Charlotte had been by herself for as long as she can remember, begging, borrowing, and stealing, just to survive. The "communities" in the Court of Miracles, luckily, were extremely close-knit; if her efforts turned up nothing, she could usually go to her fellow miracle-seekers, and find enough to get through the day. Her Keyblade first manifested in her tenth year. On the run from a group of teenagers, who had nothing but the worst intentions for her, she fell from a rooftop, only to be saved by her Keyblade's sudden manifestation, wedging itself into the mortar. Understandably startled by what they had just seen, the gang decided she wasn't worth the trouble. Most people in the Court of Miracles were loathe to talk about the event, in fear of drawing too much attention to the girl, and, in turn, themselves.

However, nobody can stay hidden forever. Whenever she was in real danger, the Keyblade would come, as though called. And, eventually, years after, this caught someone's attention. A man the worlds only know as Magi walked the streets of Paris, and found himself  beholding Charlotte. Once more had the Keyblade come to her, but, this time, it was in response to that ancient threat, the Heartless. It was but a mere Shadow, but, it took everything she had to fight off the one. Of course, when the one fell, several more appeared, led by a Neoshadow. With hardly any exertion, Magi dispatched the monstrous creatures. He use clever phrasing, telling her that what she knew as God was more than a metaphysical concept. That the being called YHVH was one and the same with the Kingdom of Heaven, known elsewhere as "Kingdom Hearts". And that bearers of the Keyblade were the ordained holy warriors of  Kingdom Hearts.

That's all it took, thanks to her faith. Charlotte left with Magi, and began training. Housed in the Stronghold of the Union of Blades, Magi would visit, to train her, personally. In spite of the astonishing rate at which she learned Magic, Magi had extreme difficulty getting her to summon the Keyblade, unless her life was in danger. His patience wore thin in mere months, passing her off to the Blades for training. The Blades were kind to her, but tougher even than her streetling upbringing. Her classes were long, and challenging, but, rewarding. Her training gruelling, but, necessary, and never cruel. Instilling in her the principles of Knighthood, under their firm tutelage, she developed her Keyblade skills, and even further advanced her magical prowess.

Sadly, all that glitters is not gold. The Ideals of the Blades, and the Truth, were about as far off as could be. The Blades were styled as Knights, but worked like Mercenaries. Slaves to the dollar, regardless of the morals of their clients. Slowly, but surely, she saw the wickedness in these people, who treated her like family. She knew that she could change things, were she the Foreteller... But, she'd have to best the Foreteller, to take that role. This is why she decided to leave. To wander the space beyond the known worlds, and become strong enough to change her family. To save them. Though she petitioned everyone she thought of who felt the same as she, none of them left with her. Not even little Hayden, one of her closest friends in the Blades' Academy, could turn away from their family, even in spite of what he knew. What they all knew.

And so, she wandered. Bringing out what was within herself, so that she could set her family to right. And, now, after three years, she has finally returned to the Known Worlds. Finally returned to bring the Blades back to what they once were.

[Charlotte]

Bump

[Zyvonia]

You may not be so involved with the Magi. You may know of him and be aware of his existence, but you cannot have any further interactions than that.

[Charlotte]

Issues have been resolved with Lore Staff. 

Bump for review.

[Zyvonia]

Are you sure you don't want an Advanced element?

[Charlotte]

Yeah, I'm fine with that. I have plans.

[Professor Velox]

Approved. Sorry for the hassle.

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