Raven

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As a child, everyone took the small fae much too seriously. Deadpanned jokes and sarcasm pushed the other hatchlings away. While the fae was lonely at times, she found a great comfort within herself and her abilities. She could write well enough to make her peers cry and her art had an intense amount of reality. However, she was still out of place in her clan, so as soon as she was as age, she bolted out of there to chose a life of poverty in the Driftwood Drag instead of being ignored. Raven found to her displeasure that there were other castaways that ran from their line of duty, to be exalted. She gathered the young ones and made a safe haven blended in the swirling shadows and fallen trees.
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Currently, she can be found instructing her grown children over trivial things just to mess with them. Raven misses sleep and dinner just to keep her young ones happy, so she can be moody at times following with an endless sense of apologetic behavior such as buying gifts or reading self-composed books when money is tight. The responsibility of being an adoptive mother drains her while she finds it much worth it, but in return her elder children help out along with the younglings doing simple chores. While they were all raised with the same morals and expectations, they turned out to be drastically different from each other, but they all share the same love and grace that has been blessed upon them.