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Joanna liked Henry’s strange little bat. It had grown quite tame, particularly when well fed. She developed a habit of visiting Henry with glossy magazines she did not want to keep, to let the colour vampire suck the boldest spreads grey.One Friday evening with nothing better to do, she sat in Henry’s living room, the bat a quiet, rust-orange ball of fluff in her lap accepting scritchies.“Joanna?” Henry stood in the door and put on a jacket, a frown on his face. “Since you get along with the little guy so well, could you watch him until tomorrow?” He looked somewhere far off. “Maybe the day after. A bit of a family emergency.”“Sure thing.”...

Sylvie is a mage with a knack for things that are, or have been alive: She can shape plants, wood, or flesh. Sheoriginally comes from a city-state in a subtropic climate, but gets around a lot (though I'm keeping her in pre-modern fantasy settings). Her homeworld is a fantasy-kitchen-sink setting where magic is not usually flashy. Appearance Don't worry about the amount of details, I'm just providing it for people who like that kind of info. :) Basics: human female, about 20–25, sort of dark-skinned (I’m a big foggy on skin colours myself, but "lighter end of African" would work), 1,70m (just under 5?7), slim Face: oval and longish, rou...