Hello! (Comment if you see this) I have some "lore" since it's late rn; This is Charlotte, her great grandma was a sailor. (which you can see around her neck as a family heirloom). Charlotte ran from her mother because she wasn't acting herself. Charlotte brought only a bottle of water and a container of snacks, thinking she would find another house to give her food for a more sustainable life farther from her mother. Her father left when she was born because of her strange mint-lime hair, he thought she would be a problematic child. But Charlotte was only a human by the time she ran - - - Charlotte searched for houses, but there weren't any.. Until she found one. It was old and broken down, but was still Habitable. So Charlotte went and knocked. There the door opened with an old lady with a black coat. House full of mysterious dim-light bottles. "Do you have any food by chance?" Charlotte asked the old lady "I ran from my mother, she wasn't acting right for the past week". The old woman stared for 4 seconds. "Come in, if your so hungry dear" Charlotte stared inside her house more, with the dim-light bottles. "I-Uhm, I think I'll just for somewhere else" Charlotte resisted. "No dear," responded the old lady "it's okay, I miss having visitors by" The old lady put her hand on Charlotte's back, assuring her that it was safe to come in. Charlotte went in and looked around more, at the endless wooden shelfs filled with dim-light bottles. "I have the perfect thing to keep your appetite stable" said the old lady, "it might not taste good at first-quite bitter I might add. But the more you eat, the more is becomes better". Charlotte watched as the old lady grabbed a light red dim-light bottle. "Here, drink on, please do" pushed the old lady. "I thought you meant for something to eat ma'am, this is a liquid" Charlotte added. "It's quite okay, like baby food. Go on" Charlotte took a sip-bitter it was. But Charlotte didn't want to look rude, so she kept taking sips. She looked up, queer, Charlotte fell dizzy and went black. Soon after Charlotte's daze, she got up and looked around, she seen the peak of the morning sun. But Where was the house? The dim-light bottles? The old lady? Charlotte got up on her feet. The old lady was indeed correct, her apatite gone. Charlotte reached to scratch her head, but hit something on her head. She reached her other hand to feel another thing. Charlotte Rand to the pond near her, and looked in her reflection. Horns-like a dev!l. But she was human. How was that possible? Months pass. Charlotte grew, built her own house and stayed there. Though, she was never hungry. Charlotte reached for the heirloom. Who could she pass it onto next? Charlotte found the answer herself. She was to always hold it on her. Because she never aged from 17. Charlotte is known as 'the nature goddess' due to her mint-hair. But nobody approached her ever. Until one young kid.
