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Mari's Backstory

A little about me though; I'm an only child, who was raised by just my father after my mother passed during childbirth. My father & I had our family farm on the outskirts of our small mountain town in Appalachia; my father was very much loved & respected by everyone for the kindly & wise man he was, however they didn't agree with how he was raising me... I was raised to be entirely self sufficient in a world that truly believes women shouldn't be left with everything! I can work the farm myself, hunt for the food we didn't raise, read every book I can get my hands on, make jewelry & tools out of the bones I harvest from my kills, etc.

I had the perfect simple life... I loved every minute of working the farm with my father, absorbing everything I possibly could! Until that is, he became inexplicably ill... He passed away when I was 23 years old, of an unknown illness not unlike pneumonia...
...And that's when everything went to Hell.

I was blamed for his death, as many still believe I was the reason my mother died giving birth & I was a devil incarnate... I was then prosecuted for murder- I had my farm ripped away from me, demanded I must stay in holding while the prosecutors figured out how they wanted to proceed while being "protected from my magic"... I clutched at the locket my father had given me when I was little (once my mother's), with pictures inside of my parents & our farm while absorbing every word of the jury...

"How could such a foul creature come from one of our best farmers & most respected townsfolk?"
"She & her black magic, how could she kill her own mother & father? I say we banish her!"
"Banish her? That's too light of a sentence for someone so wicked! I say off with her head!"
"Off with her head? That's too inhumane, she still is her father's daughter! Just keep her locked away, but away from the public eye!"

Eventually, though I was convicted of murder... They still graced me with life, given who my father was; my farm, now belongs to the town... My life was spared, but I can never return to my town or farm again; and rumors fly to this day about the murderous bone witch who wanted to wreak havoc & may one day return to take revenge, despite being raised by one who had the purest of souls...

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