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Character Portrait: Cheyanne Carter Character Portrait: Jae Daniels Character Portrait: Farah Djinn
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Farah was over five hundred years old, and yet she was currently as excited as a teenage school girl. Throughout her long existence she had come across other supernatural beings, but this was the first time she would be meeting so many in such a small time period and all in one place. She wondered who they would be, what they would be and what they could do. She had heard of Glitch before, the fae-vampire who was even older than herself, but she had never met her. Her eyes focused on the forest beneath her, searching for a sign of the house that the invitation had spoken of. "I hope I like them." Farah thought to herself as she navigated around a troublesome area of turbulent wind, "I hope they like me." She added to herself, concern suddenly making her worry. She could count the number of true friends she had had in her life on two hands, a rather small number given that she had had almost six centuries of life. However, when you spend half that time locked away in a lamp and the other half at the beck and call of your most recent master... well, of course she didn't have all that much time to go out and socialise.

Down below a break in the trees caught Farah's eyes. She stopped her flight, hovering just below the clouds as she inspected the building below. It was a large house, complete with stunning gardens and a pool. The actual house itself was large and Farah hoped furnished comfortably. This had to be it, it was the only building in sight. Stifling a half excited, half nervous giggle, Farah began to descend. Rather than take a gentle spiral down to earth, Farah decided on a fast plummet. Within seconds she had reached the ground, only slowing up her descend at the last moment to touch down lightly on what she supposed was the front lawn.

Farah paused, not quite ready to enter yet. First she smoothed down her hair and clothes, since flying at high speeds has never been a good styling technique. Her hands gently touched the elegant, golden lamp tied to her waist, checking that it was still there. The lamp was her home and suitcase, it contained everything she had collected in her long life. Although she hated it and considered it as more of a prison, she had to admit that it was handy having something so small to carry so much stuff around in. Even so, she didn't want anyone to see it, so she pulled her jacket over top and then, taking a deep breath, she walked up to the front door.

Surprisingly it was already open, although Farah couldn't see anyone around. "Hello? Is anyone here?" She called through the door and into the entrance room. She slid the invitation out of her pocket and waved it into the empty space, "I got your invitation..." She continued as she stepped over the threshold. Her eyes scanned the room. No one was there and, apart from an odd shimmering in the corner, everything seemed normal. She frowned slightly and bit her lip, had this all been some sort of trick? Or was everyone hiding in another room waiting to pop out and surprise her? Perhaps she had got the wrong house, maybe there was another lonely mansion hidden in a a neighbouring woods?