Preseason Character
Elia Crow
Active
- Origin
- Passenger
- Age
- 24
- Occupation
- Writer
- Played by
- Fae💗
- Approved
- Oct 27, 2026
Description
Through her typical worn blacks and greys, her blue gaze holds a unique way of drawing the eye. Standing at roughly 5'4", she is usually seen with a large hat and earrings of Amber. A kind smile usually adorns her, even following the circumstances of the outbreak, and it's tied to the vibes she believes will return threefold upon her when put out.
Elia is a kind individual, not pushy about her beliefs but rather clearly heavily influenced by them in her day-to-day. While she will never try to convert anyone, she is more than happy to rant on and on about witchcraft and the Wiccan ways.
Tone
Hooks
Anything goes
FAN - READ HER BOOKS OR ARTICLES
Could be someone who simply saw her book on a shelf and recognizes her or someone genuinely interested in the Wiccan ways who knows of her.
Old friends
CHILDHOOD FRIENDSHIP - PITTSBURGH, PA
Did your character grow up in Pittsburgh or around that area? Perhaps they stumbled upon Elia one day when she was hiding out from her parents and became a friend.
Reach out
EST TImezone, feel free to reach out on discord (Fae in the server).
Discord nymfora
Sept. 14, 2010
What's Going to Be Left?
Dear Diary,
I know it has been ages since I have used your pages, but I hope that you will still have the time to listen to my thoughts. The ship continues onwards, even with all that's been happening. No port has allowed us to depart, and our numbers seem to increase with every stop. I cannot reach mom and dad, nor Jessica... I should have brought her along. With all I've been hearing of, perhaps the ship is a fairly safe place to be... This does not stop me from wishing for my own shower back home and some solitary time away from so many people. There is only so many hours I can spend in my cabin and with the uptick in numbers, perhaps even my last safe space will be joined by another. Without a place to form a boundary so I can attempt to influence our path, my worry grows.
-Yours, as always, Elia