PMC kingdom (Forest Guardian-Nix)
August 23, 2023


As a child Nix could remember the story’s parents told their children about The Dark Forest, those story’s were more like warnings, and less like story’s. When she was a child Nix could remember standing at the edge of the Dark Forest, back then it was intimidating...And interesting. Looking up into the Dark Forest, Nix visibly shuddered. The Dark Forest called to her, Nix’s name danced on the wind as if the forest was calling out to her.

“Come little children, I’ll take thee away into a land of enchantment...” Nix was particularly confused, taking a tiny step closer... THEN she stopped, for only a moment....

Until the forest pulled...Or willed her to come closer...And closer, until the deeper she went. The deeper the forest took her mind as it’s own, NOW that was seven years ago. Now Nix thrived with the Dark Forest, she prowled along the forest floor. Until one day she came too (The Lake Of Wishes-(Later Explained) and made a wish, a wish for a mother.

The spirit of a elderly widow, found her. Taking her under her wing, she raised Nix as her own daughter. Nix was happy with her new mother, a year later the widow found what middle class people called scissors. The widow attempted to direct Nix to cut her own hair...It was not going well though, taking the scissors from Nix the widow cut Nix’s hair herself. Taking a tube of Ink, (or what the High class and middle class called Hair-Dye) the widow used the last of the contents on Nix’s Raven Black hair, nearly dyeing it all a soft shade of lavender. Nix was finally done, her newly cropped hair was slightly cut above the shoulders and with the new splash of light lavender.

Later that year Nix was at the edge of The Lake Of Wishes, and looking into the glistening water she thought to herself. ‘I am lucky I found this place...Or I’d still be alone to today, and for that I’m thankful for the mother you gave me....’ which she was very grateful for her newly found mother. In fact she felt so greatly relieved to have one, she felt somebody loved her at last....

Unfortunately the soul of a wondering widow, was not the kind of love she actually needed. She needed the love of another person, to adore her for who SHE was. Having a mother was awesome but...It’s not the love she yearned for, the more simple word for it was (Like when a girl wants to be loved by a boy, in an intimate relationship sort of way) little did she know her time would come when, she’d have to put that yearning aside... To help the humans AND the Ruthless Warriors come to a peaceful pact?

Later that faithful day, Nix came home to find her newly found motherly figure sprawled out on the top bunk bed. ‘Hu, I didn’t realize Ghosts still needed sleep....’ which they didn’t, but some still had the old habits of sleeping. Glancing around you’d just realize the place where you stood was in fact a small cottage, the outer walls were rugged and ridden with wild overgrown vines. Cracks started to form in the walls of the cottage, any cracks that were noticed were plastered with clay to stop further cracking. The door was a small wooden oak door, adorned with strips of iron to keep the wood from splitting into two pieces. The cottage floor was covered in a thin layer of dust, to the point when you stepped you left a print in the dust.

At the far end of the cottage opposite from the front door stood a bunk bed, and beside the bed stood a small wooden table with a glass of water and in it sat a light pink rose. Looking down underneath the layers of dust was a beautifully designed rug, decorated with a pattern you’d find in the royal palace. You’d think the rug would be out of place in a place like this... And yet it matched the cottage just beautifully, at exactly five feet away was a simple and yet beautiful fireplace, the fireplace was made from fine clay bricks. With a beautiful oak wood mantle, and laying on the mantle laid a book full of drawings of the PMC knights...AND the royal family. Now you’d think Nix took on the idea of reading AND art, but the thing she was best at of all was...Her job as Guardian of the Dark Forest, from time to time the forest would call upon her to lead humans who lost their way in the forest before it was too late...

Now lets not get worried just yet, SOME humans are found alive...Somewhat. If they haven’t been killed by Dark Spirits, Dark infested animals, or even the forest itself can hurt them. Some humans find it well...Intimidating, and they start to see things they can’t explain which in turn causes them to go mad. Even so, Nix does her best to get them out of the forest and out of harms way. Some humans see her differently then others, some call her The Devil, or the one that stung her more then the other was...Monster.

Nix didn’t mind as much, there's been less and less humans in the Dark Forest lately. Which gave her time to make animal friends, and have well...Fun. After all Nix was only Nineteen, and as a kid she only worked her butt off for less then a scrap of food. BUT! Now was different, she had plenty to eat, se could do anything she liked. She was even going into the PMC Kingdom for the first time in years, but would she be ready?

Taking her weapon, a large and intimidating reapers scythe. She draping it over her shoulder Nix grabbed a note from the stone counter, pushing it into her pocket she made her way to the oak door. Opening the door she stole one last glance at the sleeping widow, and then left for the PMC Kingdom. Her best friend (Ravanger) was waiting outside for her, gently rubbing his beak she scratched his head and after a good scratching she took the bridle from her bag and slipped it over his nose and behind his ears. His large golden eyes were wide and curious, he always could tell what Ni’s emotions where. That was another power of Ranther’s, they had

(Ranther - A Black Panther and part Raven animal mix, the head of a Raven, but the beak was slightly more Eagle. The tail of a Raven, he was all black exempt from some grey feathers here and there. Feathers lined Ravanger's back, front talons, head and neck, anywhere else was a inch and a half thick black fur. He was Nix’s companion and ONLY friend, okay he was also her ONLY transportation.)

(Ravanger - Some have different abilities such as.)
Camouflage - Can blend into their surroundings, but not be invisible.
Telepathy - Can read your thoughts.
Empath - Can read Emotion.
Invisibility - Can literally turn invisible.
Flight - The ability too fly.
Time - The ability to pause time for a mere 30 seconds
Teleportation - Can teleport anywhere in a 3 mile range, or anyone and thing.
Cloning - The ability too make fake Ghost-like doubles to out wit enemies.
(Couldn’t think of more powers XD Sorry)


The trip to the kingdom was not even that long of a walk it was only two days, Nix lived rather close if you’d dare say. It was only two days or so of walking to get there, but with the time she had she started too think.

‘What would 3rd class be like...It’s been eight years since I’ve seen my class, I wonder how it’s changed...Or has it changed at all? If so how, or are there even classes anymore?’ all these thoughts kept coming from the back of her mind, and was any of it true at all?

(Note to Role Play Groups) - The Guardian Nix has abilities beyond her own knowledge, most she still hasn’t even discovered yet. That includes the curse of not being able to be seen by people who haven’t seen DEATH, and NO animals don’t count. It has to be the death of a human, like a brother, sister, mother, father, any family or an extremely close friend...