Opie Harriet Winchester

Name: Opie Harriet Winchester

Gender: Gender-fluid

Age: 29

Magic: Sun-Soft rose pink and Pale grey

Marriage/Ships: Married to Lori Ann Finlay

=Personality= Defensive, loves his/her Friends a lot, loyal to loved ones, can be a bit of a scardy cat, terrified of anyone taller than 6'0" but they seems to be really mean to them to cover up his/her fear, sarcastic, respectful, loves nature, not the best with any sort of weapon, can name almost every plant that grows in a forest, She/he is a well known healer, A great friend, very supportive, also very motherly, his/her first duty is to the injured and will put aside all personal matters to help people

=Appearance= Toffee blonde hair done up in a bun, tan skin as if they're usually in sunlight, purple-grey eyes and round features, he/she is around 5'2" feet tall, as thin as a twig, has a thin scar on his/her throat that is a slightly paler shade than his/her skin revealing that Opie may have a deeper past than he/she likes to let on.

Outfits
First appearance through thread 5: plain white tunic that goes down a little ways past their knees, and pale grey cotton pants, with a leather belt stuffed with herbs and jars of medicine, small leather shoes that look pretty worn down, and a rabbit furred half cloak, a gold circlet with a blue goldstone gem

Thread six: A small honey colored grizzly bear with chocolate brown eyes

Thread seven through death: the same rabbit furred halfcloak, new leather shoes with some fur lining the inside, a small pale green tunic and raven black pants, with a leather belt stuffed with herbs and jars of medicine, his/her rose-gold circlet fit perfectly and the blue goldstone matched her pants.

Funeral: TBS

Bonding Time: pale rose tunic with lavender embroidery, violet tinted white pants, with a leather belt stuffed with herbs and jars of medicine, hair up in a bun with a white ribbon, longer rabbit skin cloak as it was getting colder and, his/her fluffy new boots, he/she is not wearing the circlet this time is is a pale grey hat

=Backstory= Opie watched from atop a cliff as the sun sank low into the horizon, the stars were visible just beyond the dusk, and the moon was a sliver, this was one of the only times they shared the sky, it was gorgeous she breathed in the autumn air, the leaves which were already auburn lit up under the suns dying flame, Opie had a flashback to a similar view with her father next to her, teaching her about the constellations. He was a great man, he never settled down, always traveled, Opie's mother had never been apart of the picture, she had handed her over to him, a stranger she never met. but her father, Rowan, had accepted her like a gift and raised her as his own. He taught her the best things come through freedom.

NOTE
OPIE HARRIET WINCHESTER IS CURRENTLY ALIVE AGAIN

Opie knew how this would end, She would kill him, but his friends would live, he laughed "I don't think you understand woman, I WON'T LET YOU HURT THEM" Opie hugged Mika. The bear would stay with him to the end, nothing he told her would change that. Opie and Mika tacked the goddess together causing enough distraction that her magic broke for a second too long, his friends would make it. Tears burned in his eyes as he thought about everything he would lose, Opie erupted in pure light, he was fighting the goddess with not hate, but fierce loyalty, every ounce of pain he had experienced through his patients, and the pain he himself felt. He fought her till he and Mika had nothing left.

...

All that was left of the poor healer was his half-conscious dying body, Mika the bear stood over him, the huge grizzly was a statue of pure obsidian. Opie's eyes glazed over, he was dead. his Friend's crying out in vain did nothing to change that. Despite this Opie died at peace, he had done everything he could to keep them all safe. The statue of Mika stood nobly over Opie's body. The bear truly stayed with Opie to the end.

...

A gentle Herb smelling breeze washed through the clearing, it stirred Lori awake and calmed Cassil, it even slowed Rosie's tears, it angrily stirred the goddesses hair and vanished as quickly as it had come. Opie's last gift to them was peace.

Sad Opie Thing
Opie floated over and saw the statue of Mika for the first time, he slowly drifted to the ground and crumpled into a ball and sobbed at the grizzly's feet this bear had done everything for him/her and-and SHE DIED FOR OPIE, he cried harder, all his friends missed him and he couldn't tell them he was right there, he couldn't heal people, he was a pointless drifting soul burdened with evergrowing grief, he relived his death while sobbing at Mika's paws, and he relived his oh-so-short life, all of it pummelled his soul, even the happy moments were washed in grief and sadness

Opie was sobbing and as a ghost, she never ran out of tears, She had lived her short life to it's fullest but, the life was TOO short, she could accept the fact she was dead, but when others grieved so horribly it made her feel like she crushed their hearts as she failed them when she had been intending to let them enjoy the life they still had. Opie started sputtering her feeling to the statue of Mika who listened or atleast she thought the bear did.

Happy Opie Thing
Opie drifted through the woods peacefully, alive she never had the time or energy but soon she found herself running through trees tumbling down hills, rolling in fields dancing with the breeze, running with the woodland creatures the whole time smiling and laughing, just like when she was a little kid, this is how she fell in love with healing, through good health, all this beauty could exist

Opie sighed in contentment, and danced like her father taught her as a little girl named Opal, before he died... Opie cried tears of joy as she danced in the forested clearing, imagining the pride her father would have for not letting her uncle win, she had lived her life and unlike at the foot of Mika's statue she was glad, sure she died way too early but she hadn't died in vain, her friends could live their best lives, and she could enjoy her last days on this planet.

The dance was done, Opie had matched it step for step and unlike the little girl she had been, Opie had done it with ease and grace, just like her father...