Selana has a minion!

oc the Red Rreignling

premade profile by Chen

The Sorceress

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Story

Selana watched as the boy wove his way through the many stalls of the busy marketplace. He was trying to appear nonchalant, but it was easy to see that he was nervous. He turned toward her shop and hurried to it, but seemed to remember he was being casual and slowed his pace. She smirked. New recruits were always so jumpy. It wasn't like the Hunters knew where they were. The boy approached her magic store and Selana smiled.

"The candy stall is over that way." she said sarcastically, pointing down one of the market's paths.

He flinched and backed away at the sound of her raspy voice, but remembered his purpose and replied nervously, "N-no, that's not what I was looking for. I-I want..."

She scowled and said roughly, "Spit it out, boy."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before saying, "I want to join you."

"Ahh," she purred, "Yes, yes. Come this way."

Selana lead him back through her shop to a tent that she used for her private matters. It was dark inside, and even after she lit a candle, the back of the tent was still cloaked in shadow. She gestured to a pair of chairs before sitting down on the other side of a large cluttered desk. She put the tips of her fingers together and looked at him expectantly.

"I want to join the Caravan." he said.

"Yes, we've established that." she said impatiently, "But what can you offer me?"

"Is it safe?" he asked.

"Yes, boy! Now hurry up. You're wasting my time." she hissed.

"I-I can control light!" the boy stammered.

"What are you waiting for then, boy? Prove it."

Nervously, the boy cupped his hands and concentrated. The shadows darkened slightly as he drew light from the room together and a weak ball of light appeared between his hands. Selana smiled cruelly and made the slightest motion toward the back of the tent. Two large men stepped out of the shadows and blocked the exit.

"I have just lied to you. No, your source has lied to you. We are not the Caravan. We are Hunters. And as you know, we hunt special people, such as yourself. Those that call themselves the Caravan are just a bunch of fools waiting to be caught." She watched as his eyes widened with horror. "Now you, naughty boy. Consider yourself caught."

He jumped up and looked around. Of course, there was no escape. He turned to the men guarding the exit and put out his arm. The light in the room seemed to disappear for a moment before a blinding light flashed in their faces and he made a run for it. Selana sat calmly through all this, and smiled. The boy ran out of the tent, only to be caught by her second pair of guards that were waiting outside. He struggled as they dragged him back in by his arms.

"Let me go!" he demanded.

She just smiled at him. "You've passed the test. Welcome to the Caravan."

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Basics

Selana is the leader of a group of travelers who all have a special talent. They call themselves the Caravan. Selana herself can summon fire, but the talents are varied; some can control the winds, some can make plants grow, and many more. The group travels to avoid being caught by the Hunters, a vicious group of trackers hired by an unknown enemy to find those with these special talents and capture them. To those unaware of their unique abilities, the Caravan is just a group of traveling merchants and entertainers. To keep up this illusion, the members of the Caravan act the part and set up tents and stalls wherever they stop to entertain people and sell goods. So far the Caravan has succeeded, but how long will it be until the Hunters find them?

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Art

I am currently seeking art for Selana. If you are interested, please look at the references below and contact me via smail or comment to give me the finished product. I am not picky about what style it is in or how good you are, I accept all!

Selana - Dressed up

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