Born; 28th August, 1808.
Age; 207 years
Appearance; Dark skin, lilac eyes, long straight blonde hair dyed pink, freckled, slightly chubby, petite 4'8"
Mother; Antoinette Fontaine
Father; Archibald John Primrose, 4th Earl of Rosebery
Talent; Cleaning, potion making, herb lore & distressingly hiccuping soap bubbles
- One broom stick, irritatingly full of personality
- One brown velvet bag containing one brass cauldron that shrinks and grows on command
- One book of spells, covered in tea stains
- One familiar, a house
- One magical teapot
- Half doz. potion bottles, corked [empty]
- Ukulele music
- Crafting music boxes
- Fresh mint tea
- Gooseberry & raspberry tartlets
- The smell of paper
- Brewing potions
- Overly sweet things
- Kitchen appliances and utensils after the 1980s
- Modern shoes
- Chemical cleaning products
Rounx Yvette RoseberyThe ocean seemed to reach towards the plump, petite figure squatting in its tidal pools. Rounx carefully plucked young, succulent seawééd strands from their anchors and placed it in a cane basket next to her. A gust of wind attempted to tug the battered felt witches hat from her head and the primrose and pink tartan scarf tied around it sailed out into the breeze and waved a merry greeting. When the basket was half full of edible ocean fruits Rounx straightened and climbed from the water before gathering her basket and setting off towards the dunes where a cottage lay, sleeping in the sand.
Once inside the cottage, she stretched her aching back. Checking over the contents of the cauldron bubbling over the fire pit that dominated the center of the room, she unconsciously adjusted her stance as the cottage swayed. Outside the cottage stood up on four white cat legs and also stretched, a ripple running from it's thatched roof to it's long tail.
application content / general plot over view [nts]Rounx is a 207 year old witch currently residing on the island of Cramond. On the surface she's a hard working, sweet woman in her late 20s, underneath she's a powerful cleansing witch who uses her magical cleaning powers to heal pain and suffering. She was cursed at birth to suffer from what the French call "amour fou" by the Earl of Rosebery's wife, Harriett Bouverie. Rounx's own mother was a dark skinned French girl hired as a serving maid who had a dalliance with the Earl. Amour fou is a state of uncontrollable or obsessive passion.
In modern times Rounx has long, straight golden hair that she uses beetroot to dye a merry pink and wears a battered felted witches hat that she ties a primrose and pink tartan scarf around. She prefers to wear loose off the shoulder cotton shirts, a throw back to the French peasants blouse, in a dark color [so's to hide the dirt], and dark brown corduroy trousers for their hard wearing nature. She wears a cinch belt that has a buckle in the shape of two sleeping foxes heads meeting at the snout, given to her by her mother who said it would protect and guide her. So far it's done nothing much other than been an unusual belt.
Rounx lives in a typical English thatched cob cottage with one exception, it walks around on four legs. Cat legs that is, and a tail, white if you're asking. In 1952 shortly after arriving on the island Rounx had a magical mishap that fuses her familiar to the cottage. Since then it has resisted all attempts at being separated and enjoys wandering around the island, following the sun to sunbathe. At night when the fire is lit, a gentle purring can be heard.
The 4th Earl of Rosebery and Island of Cramond are both real; pink and primrose are also the racing colors for the Earldom.
Rounx became established as a witch practitioner in 1882 in the city of Edinburgh until 1902 when she vanished from official history until 1952. Little is known about her time between 1902 and 1952, but she now lives on the island of Cramond. The island is 1 mile off the coast of Scotland towards the east and is only accessible at low tide when you can walk across a raised slip way. During WWII the island became a fortified military base. When the use of the island fell out of military use in the 1950s, Rounx moved in.
Rounx's particular magical talent is cleaning. During her youth she struggled as those found to have magical talent had high expectations applied to them. Between 1826 and 1882 she studied in France, mastering her power and searching for others who shared her particular talent. Finding no one, Rounx had no mentors to guide her in making all of her work in the area of magical cleaning ground breaking ... as it was not thought to be particularly important by the magical community at large. Eventually, she opened her practice in Edinburgh, providing cleaning potions and taking in washing. Just one drop in the maids floor bucket would have wooden floors clean and scrubbed as the day they were laid. In 1902 she accidentally wandered in one of Hampshire's gardens and spent 48 years studying herb lore under Hampshire & supporting her role as the Witch Queen of the United Kingdom. During this time Rounx learned to craft music boxes in her spare time, a hobby she continues to this day with the shells she finds on Cramond.
Her cleansing potions consist of various things for different types of cleaning (wooden floors vs. tile floors, wool vs. cotton, etc.) but always contain sea water as their base ingredient, as nothing is better than the ocean at slowly wearing down the earth or remembering a fresh sunny spring day. In modern times, Rounx sells her cleansing potions at various markets to the eco-friendly crowds, occasionally offering her services as a "cleaner". This is only ever offered to the sick, depressed, mentally or physically ill, and disabled, as Rounx's cleaning service is special. A woman suffering from depression after the recent, unexpected death of her husband buys a potion from Rounx, and Rounx, assessing the woman's ambiance, offers her cleaning service. The next day she arrives as the woman goes to work. She uses a potion made from sea water, rosemary, sage, toad bile, vinegar, brown sugar, pea cocks tongues [boiled and removed like a bay-leaf] to remove not only the dust and dirt, but also the depression, neglect, and painful memories ingrained into the house's structure. She then wanders around listening for the positive energy and happy memories that emanate from objects and uses a little spritz of lemon and sea water to clean them before strategically placing them around the house. She then throws open the windows and cooks a pot of homely soup with a few magical extras sprinkled in before stealing away. Within days the woman in on the way to recovering and continuing her life with nothing but happy memories of her husband.
Currently Hampshire's story line will be involved with Rounx more than any of my other pets. Rounx accidentally enters Hampshire's realm, a collection of famous, beautiful, forgotten, and wild gardens from the ages connecting to each other. In Hampshire's role as the Witch Queen, she governs and passes law among the magical citizens of England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales. Hampshire appears as a dark skinned woman in her 30s with white, blind eyes. She wears a modern take on Victorian fashion, is over 2,500 years old and practices a curious mix of hoodoo, druidism, and ancient Egyptian sun worship. While she's certainly not old English stock, she speaks in a gentle upper-class English accent and all attempts at over throwing her have resulted in mysterious disappearances. Under her rule the magical community has existed peacefully and largely in secret with the non magical world. Rounx spends 48 years living with Hampshire learning herb lore from her to cure a range of physical and mental illnesses which she incorporates into her cleansing potions to help chase bad memories and dirt from houses and clients.
During their time together Rounx develops an unhealthy & slightly obsessive relationship with Hampshire due to her curse, Hampshire does not reciprocate it. Hampshire eventually asks Rounx to leave and Rounx exiles herself to the island as she believes the failure to be hers, at this time still being completely unaware of her curse. Hampshire is a cold but benevolent person who is extremely patronizing and dismissive of younger (under 1,000 years old) magical beings but will occasionally take them as partners for their youthful enthusiasm. She is unperturbed by the loss of her companion of the last 50 years and they remain allies and friends. Rounx grows a garden on Cramond so that Hampshire may come and go as she pleases. Rounx however does not cope with the loss of Hampshire's companionship so well; over the next 48 years she retreats into herself has almost no contact with the outside world. She believe she's going slowly insanely under the weight of obsessive emotion that drives her affections for Hampshire; insanity is common in magic users aged 200 or so when their mental ability to cope with an extended life span is beginning to become apparent. Eventually she takes to having baths using her own cleansing potions to control her emotions and retain some semblance of a life but their effectiveness weakens over time causing her to use more and more ...
As Hampshire becomes more involved with my other characters [Newvans, Edinburgh, London, Flamingo, February and Wonderland] she brings them to Rounx's island to recover from an attack on their cafe. This involves a swamp monster with no taste buds and accusations of a burnt latte causing a weekend of them closing the cafe to clean floor to ceiling mud and shredded crocodile off the walls. Newvans declares it's time for a holiday and Hampshire introduces them to Rounx and the island.
At this point February and Hampshire are in a relationship and Rounx notices that like her previous affections for Hampshire, it's not healthy. February adores Hampshire and attends to her every word while Hampshire is dismissive of her achievements and uninterested in her goals. In a few years February leaves Hampshire an angry and bitter person, determined to hurt and bring about her downfall. She uses her position in the group to spy and pass on information to dark magical beings [as yet undecided ... still new to this!] and approaches Rounx to enlist her help on over throwing Hampshire. Rounx declines and flees to the cafe to inform the others of February's treachery. Flamingo, broken by her twin sisters betrayal, immediately refuses to use magic ever again. As magic slows the aging process and allows from a much longer life span this means Flamingo dies much younger than her sister February. Newvans wants her to continue to use her magic to extend her life time and their time together but she refuses. Eventually Flamingo will die aged 130 or so as a direct result.
Rounx, during this time, becomes integrated into the group but still feels isolated because of the curse and she doesn't want her seemingly manic and uncontrollable love for her new friends to become drive them away from her. After February's break from the group and Flamingo's withdraw from it and into herself, Rounx attempts to convince Newvans that he'll suffer less pain if he leaves his mortal friends and Flamingo now and join her in exile. Newvans refuses and when Flamingo rejoins the group still fighting to save her twin sister, Rounx inspired by the love shown by Flamingo inadvertently breaks her own curse by experiencing real affection and love for her friends, not feelings manufactured by the curse. When the curse is broken, Harriett Bouverie is instantly aware [and still alive, being a magic user herself] and vows to destroy this reminder that her first husband loved another.
From here I don't really know... Rounx definitely has trouble adjusting to feeling her own emotions and may temporarily or permanently lose the ability to use her powers to clean away other peoples bad ambiances. There's definitely danger to Rounx herself in the form of Harriett Bouverie and to the group as a whole who have befriended Hampshire. The story has just begun and the possibilities are endless.
The Cafe references in this story is Cafe Shellycoat, owned by Edinburgh. Edinburgh, Flamingo and London all work directly in this cafe. Newvans, Wonderland and February all spend a large amount of time here all being tied in with Flamingo. Initially Cafe Shellycoat is a regular cafe, but with the groups growing magical powers more magical beings are attracted to the cafe where it becomes almost exclusively for the magical. This brings trials and tribulations to the group as witches accidentally leave their familiars behind, mysteriously hooded figures pay in golden doubloons and lunch times are spent closing the cafe and cleaning up masticated food and split coffee that drops out of the empty rib cages of the odd party of Boggle Bones that stops in for a spot of tea.