Magnolia

Name: Magnolia
Nicknames: N/A (will be updated)
Age: 90 years old (roughly 18 or 19)
Race/species: Dryad
Occupation: Forest caretaker
Sexuality: Straight
Family: Seven older sisters. (From oldest to youngest: Willow-36, Birch-30, Cinnamon-26, Spruce-25, Oak-23, Pine-20)

Eye color: lavender
Hair: Soft pink, leading to a gentle cream color
Skin features: Her skin is a light minty green, speckled in a dark green spattering on her hands, feet, and shoulders.
Brief description: Magnolia is the picture of youthful beauty. A small round face with wide eyes doe-like eyes that watch the world in wonder. She walks the fine line between shapely and slender, marking her pampered and sheltered life.

Magnolia is exactly what you might expect from a woman who has never seen outside of her home. She is curious with a strong desire to explore and test limits while retaining much of how she was reared to be. Kind and gentle to a fault-- always respectful of the forest and the animals that live there. The kind of person who has no fear in her heart for monsters and animals while at the same time fearing mortal man above all else. While she may not immediately flee an area, she is timid and easily startled. She might flee behind a rock or a tree with the grace only her kind can possess before peeking out an observing what scared her. Her inquisitive nature never leaves her because of her carefree lifestyle.

mankind has always sung songs and told stories of the Dryads. Beautiful women who either live in trees or are the very trees themselves. Women that protect their trees fiercely, for if their tree dies so do they. Women who will gladly curse greedy men that get too close and whom bloom into flowers upon their despair.

Only half of it is true. Magnolia was born like much of her kind. From a tree that reached an incomprehensible age. She entered the world nameless like her kind before adopting the name of the tree itself. She was born the youngest of her six siblings deep in an ancient grove of trees the sisters protect religiously.

She'd live her days with them in the grove: braiding and grooming one another's hair, singing together, bathing in the nearby streams and tending to the grove they lived in. They were a loving family, each girl with their own personality and talents. Willow was the most beautiful and wisest, Birch could invent the most thrilling stories, Cinnamon was the most knowledgeable on animals of the forest, Spruce was the bravest and the fighter, Oak was the most graceful, Pine was always at Willow's side learning to be a leader. That left Magnolia-- who though she had the most beautiful voice out of her sisters, craved the outside world. It was often she would leave her home, again and again to sit in some forest clearing apart from her sisters to sing while picking flowers or bathe in the moonlight of some quiet pond. She was adventurous and couldn't understand why her sisters warned against the outside world. She had never seen man or monster before...so why would she be afraid of something that might not even exist?

Weapons: none save for her magic. Magnolia like most of her kind can summon forth plant life to aid her in battle, She can commune with animals, She can heal minor wounds with just a touch, and she can also place curses in the event that she's dying that will eventually lead to the victim's death.
Strengths: Magnolia is understanding and kind. She has a deep loving heart and a willingness to help others even if she's inexperienced in fighting.
Weaknesses: She's a timid beast, often running and fleeing at the first sign of danger while remaining in the area-- often times putting her in harm's way.