In her mid-30's Junette is slim, long black hair in a braid.
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- long black hair in a braid.
Around the center herth, Crinol Fet, Ritea Zarr, Nery Raskoeen, And Junette Pennyrite gathered. "Thank you all for allowing this assignation," Junette began. "We have found three pieces of my great-great-grandfathers vade macum." The others look at one another. "The other two have yet to be located. My abettors are working on locating these two now. But that is not why I called, I need to speak with the Seer. As we all know not one of us can call upon her alone."
Crinol Fet spoke up, "And what is the purpose of this book, and how will it benefit this coven?" The other two nod in agreement. "Last I knew you grandfather lost his mind looking for that thing. Let alone your father's madness doing the same thing. I am not sure your great-great-grandfathers sanity would be any different that theirs." Ritea and Nery whispered to each other.
Junette smiled, "Neither of them found one piece, I know the location of three. That is the first difference. The second is they didn't have the same drive as I do now. I did not want to show my hand right now, but..." Junette raises her hand and points at Crinol, "Yāp the kal avuwoyogerb lā flīf." A thin white light extended from the tip of Junette's finger tip to the middle of Crinol's forehead. He froze. One single pulse doubles the size of the line as it followed the path to Crinol. As the swell touch him the light disappeared, Crinol fell. "Are there any other objections." she turned to the other two. They shook their heads in fear. "Good, now can we call the Seer.
Crinol Fet spoke up, "And what is the purpose of this book, and how will it benefit this coven?" The other two nod in agreement. "Last I knew you grandfather lost his mind looking for that thing. Let alone your father's madness doing the same thing. I am not sure your great-great-grandfathers sanity would be any different that theirs." Ritea and Nery whispered to each other.
Junette smiled, "Neither of them found one piece, I know the location of three. That is the first difference. The second is they didn't have the same drive as I do now. I did not want to show my hand right now, but..." Junette raises her hand and points at Crinol, "Yāp the kal avuwoyogerb lā flīf." A thin white light extended from the tip of Junette's finger tip to the middle of Crinol's forehead. He froze. One single pulse doubles the size of the line as it followed the path to Crinol. As the swell touch him the light disappeared, Crinol fell. "Are there any other objections." she turned to the other two. They shook their heads in fear. "Good, now can we call the Seer.
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Birthplace
Dusttold, Damil, Enatar.
Current Residence
Diphil, Damil, Enatar.