Name: Verbenia Fitch Gender: Female Age: 19 Primary Areas of Study: Herbology Secondary Areas of Study: Potions Year: Second Year Height: 5'2 Eyes: Green Hair color: Black Skin tone: Pale Build: Delicate Sexual Orientation: Bisexual BDSM-D/s: Yes Non-Consensual Play: With OOC agreement from player Public vs. Private Play: Either Multiple Partners: Yes Non-Humans: Yes House: Slytherin Verbenia's family is one of the pureblood lines bleeding back into annuals of the more shaded and depraved.. Fitches, who lived in absentia from the rest of society.. a peculiar lot cast off from even the dark ones. When you required things no other could offer, you needed the Fitches.. and would take no joy in interacting with their ilk.... cast-offs from society whos secrets and means were cloaked just as throughly as their homes..... How much could one know about the Fitches? Long before the civilized organization of all things magical, when the world was still a mystery to some and chaos abounded, magic was still a sacred thing passed down from Matriarch and Patriarch to children who grew.. made their own alliances and then passed along again.. in an undying chain of knowledge kept greedily by each.. family.. lest the time came that someone of another challenged your postion in the world and you'd need that strength to overcome. The Fitches were a line coaxed to bloom in the forests of Austria.... Several antiquated books on herbology and potions are due largely in part by their own research over the ages, never bothering to pen such things into tomes when it was rolled over the tongue from one generation to the next, though due to interaction with others some things were indeed, recorded. Time would pass and deeper into the wilderness the family receeded... becoming so isolated that their own laws ruled them.. There was no seperation of light and dark with the family, research was research, terrible and deadly things were plucked by their own fingers... delving so deep to sate their bloodlust on herbology and potions that soon the name Fitch became one in the same with the utterance of trecharous alchemy. Even if a goodly portion of their work included benevolent philters, remedies and restoratives, their only visitors were those who wished to grasp vile knowledge and braved the wilds to do so. Sooner or later the evolution happening outisde of Austria would catch up with the family still ingrained upon their study.. and those who decided that the Fitches were dangerous, poison mongering recluses, flushed them out of their homes... dispersing the clutch like so much pollen on a free wind... to spread to the far corners and continue, though now, with a deep hatred for the Ministry and all it seemed to represent. Darker and more secretive they became. It's a rumor, that the line is dying, as did the eight children previous to Verbenia. Ninth, she is the ninth of the line, and murmurs still spread over the family breaking its solitude to filter into the light again... Who knows what happened to the bulk of their offspring, some think they ate them... or worse... this is unimportant. Stories and rumors grow out of fear. People knew that the family still existed, somewhere, still practicing their deadly arts, but... where... had become a mystery untill.... . .. a Miss Verbenia... Fitch, enrolled at Hogwart's Academy.. TRIPLES with EMMA