Name- Mila Charon Arcturus Other Alias- None DOB- 8/1/100 SE Eye Colour- Light blue Hair- Black Sex- Female Nationality- Isalmian Height- 5'2' Weight- 73lbs Occupation- None Hobby(s)- Dancing, reading, writing, cooking, sewing Distinguishing Feature(s)- Radiant eyes Her story begins when given to the care of a able farmer of Isalme. It is unknown if the shrouded figure was the parent that delivered the infant to his doorstep. It was clear that the child was not huma from appearance, but the man experienced the loss of his wife not so long ago that persuaded him to do so. Mila was raised aside three boys and eventually, another. A well-mannered and delightful child, Mila was more than accepting when Dinah and her son, Ira came to them for aid. For she knew in her heart that she was not of Mulkivitch's blood, but loved him nonetheless. Ira was like her in being an outsider. In a short period of time they became closer than her brothers, but it would be short lived. Dinah's pursuers came at the break of dawn and set the home ablaze, killing whoever dared to flee for safety. It was only thanks to the eldest son of Mulkivitch that Mila and Ira escaped into a gully. In what seemed like a nightmare lasting forever, their savior came clad in black. A knight of Isalme appeared with her men and routed the mercenaries. Only the children survived. Rema Merloci, the one who took them in was only able to keep Ira. Because Mila was a Penumbra, she could only have such a caretaker. Gladly, Viktoria was more than willing to take her as her own. A great power lies in her blood, the direct cause of her consistent illnesses growing up. She has the greatest faith and reliance upon her loved ones, young Dawn under her watchful gaze. Yet even her love will be tested in the face of those responsible for her very existence...and their intentions for her.