Nightshade

Long had she been dormant in her wanderings, but now she was on the move again. Ghosts haunted her dreams, those of her once family from long ago. The face of her mother, of her sisters, of her brother...all faded and twisted into something unrecognizable. They were dead to her. Just as she was dead to them, she was sure. Had things been different then, she might still be the sweet little girl that her mother had failed to raise. But the brutality of life and the truth of the world did the raising, and now she was a creature unrecognizable to those who might have known her when she was younger.

With winter slowly coming to an end, Nixie found herself in the lands of the place she once called home. But looking back, could she even call that home at all? Growling lowly to herself, she shuffled around the foliage in search of something that might make her dreams more vivid. Though what she wanted most was someone to help satiate her more...physical desires. But for now, hallucinogens would work to quell that. If she could find any.