Description

Osirette is a very beautiful young lady.
She is sixteen years old.
Just a year younger than her mother was when she died.
She is slender with curves in all the right places.
Her skin is neither pale nor dark, but tanned to perfection.
Her eyes are a startling lime-green in colour. She got them from her father.
Her hair is long and thick, hanging around her in loose waves.
It is light brown in colour. She got it from her mother.
Osirette doesn't typically wear makeup.

Personality

Osirette is very tough and confident.
She is a strong young woman.
She doesn't need anybody to help her because she is independent.
Though she is strong, she has lots of painful memories.
She is very talented and will always try something new.
Despite all this, she is very cold.
She will never speak unless spoken to, and she tells people very little about her personal life.
She has a hard time becoming close to people.
She tends to put herself before everyone else.
If she does grow close to someone, though, she is loyal and caring.
She has no interest in romance.
She believes that romance will only lead to heartache and pain.

Equipment

Osirette is always carrying a bow.
Her bow is made of maple.
Osirette carved it herself.
She wears a quiver made of brown leather that she also crafted herself.
She spends much of her spare time making new arrows.
Her arrows are very mismatched,
with different feathers on the ends and different stones or pieces of metal as tips.
Strapped around her calf with a strip of brown leather, Osirette carries a dagger.
The handle of her dagger is made of a bone that she stole from a stall in a market.

History

Osirette's mother was seventeen years old.

Only seventeen.

And it wasn't her choice, either.

She was kidnapped.

Stolen away from her home and her family by a hideous monster.

He took the young Paulette away with him.

He took her to his home, a mansion hidden deep within the Dark Woods.

He raped the young teenager.

And despite all that, Paulette had the audacity to fall for him.

And once she had, she broke his spell.

The cruel, horrid spell cast on him long ago by an unknown force.

The spell that kept a handsome man trapped in the form of a beast.

With his beastly form gone, there was nothing to keep Paulette and Osiris from being in love.

At least, not until Paulette's pregnancy.

It was unexpected. It was unwanted. It wasn't, however, unwelcome.

They prepared eagerly to have their child.

But as Paulette lay in bed and delivered her child, neither of them knew that she was also lying on her deathbed.

Giving birth to baby Osirette killed the teenaged mother.

Osiris was heartbroken.

For a short time, he lived by himself with his baby daughter.

He loved her and cared for her.

But one day, a new woman arrived.

Osiris fell in love with this vampire newcomer.

Ivy was like Paulette, yet very unlike her at the same time.

Ivy and Osirette took to instantly disliking one another.

Ivy was coercive and manipulative.

Osiris spent much of his time with Ivy, seeing Osirette only when she was to be fed or changed.

Osirette grew up lonely and sad.

She spent all of her time alone in her room.

As a child, she would gaze out the window, wondering what lay beyond the woods.

Osiris and Ivy got married.

Osirette's new stepmother made sure that the young girl really was alone.

Her father almost never saw her anymore.

She soon learned to take care of herself.

She left her room in the night, when Osiris and Ivy were asleep.

She got herself food, and she played downstairs, and she ran herself hot bubble baths.

As she slowly neared her teenage years, she began to sneak outside.

She would play and explore in the dark woods.

She never left the woods, though.

She crafted herself a bow, and arrows.

She taught herself to shoot.

At night, she was the mistress of the dark woods.

And by day, she hid away in her room, almost forgotten by her father and his new wife.

After a second month without even seeing them, though, Osirette decided to change things.

She started sneaking into Ivy's room.

She stole Ivy's dresses, the ones that stayed shoved in the back of the closet because Ivy never wore them.

Osirette took the dresses apart.

She used the fabric to make herself new clothing.

She crafted herself a quiver and she made herself a number of arrows.

And one night, while the household slept, Osirette snuck out.

She didn't look back.

She didn't return.

Morning was rising when she left the woods for the first time.

And Osirette began her new life, away from her childhood prison.

So begins...

Osirette Trebuchet's Story

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