Erviin Morrigan Richardson

Erviin Morrigan Richardson ♀

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Nicknames:

Ervy

Age:

26 years

Sexuality:

Who knows

Height:

5' 6"

Weight:

165 lbs

Eye Color:

dark brown

Hair Color (Natural/Dyed): blonde



Tattoos/Birth Marks:

star shaped birthmark over the knuckle of her right index finger

Playby:

Elisha Cuthbert

Fears:

Everything, people

Likes:

outdoors, nature

Dislikes:

feeling caged

Quirks:

would rather be in a tree than walking

Strengths:

to be determined

Weaknesses:

to be determined

Erviin was born and raised by her mother's coven. They believed men were only useful for breeding, so she never knew her father. She was homeschooled, and embraced the life-becoming a high priestess at a fairly young age. When she grew into her later teens though, she began her socialization process with the outside world. That is when she started to rebel in her own little way, not believing that men were so evil. Eventually, she left the coven, getting a job as a waitress and going to a community college. They tried to draw her back? But she refused, and was excommunicated from the coven.



So she moved further away, where none of the coven could find her, paranoid that they would place hexes and cursed on her. She tried to forget her upbringing.







She met James not too long after that, and they were madly in love. Or so she thought. They lived together, and he finally proposed- though since both were in school they decided to set the date of the wedding for after graduation of their masters programs. For three years, life was bliss.







Until her little sister, Deviin, found her. Called her to tell her that their mother had died. James did his best to console her, but it came out what she truly was and why she hadn't wanted a church wedding. James went nuts on her, not wanting anything to do with the "pagan bitch." She cried, he got drunk and beat her, then left, coming out and saying that he'd been cheating on her the entire time, that he never loved her, that everything had been a lie. He spit on her body and kicked her already broken form.







She saw the world for what it was, and was horrified by her stupidity. She went crazy then, senile if you will. Neighbors say she wandered into the woods and never came back out, though a body was never found.







She is more like a ghost these days, a former shadow of herself. She is disgusted by the way humans have treated the earth, and believes she has transcended that-becoming something of a wood nymph. She does get lonely though, and sometimes calls for a friend.

Alias:

Ossy

Number of Humans: I don't remember



Number of Magic Users:

I don't remember

Number of Characters Total:

I don't remember