Physical Description: Lieve is a preteen girl with a Welsh accent, but prefers her English one. She has mocha brown skin on her thin frame, standing just below five foot even. Her eyes are dark brown with thin, black frames before them. Her coarse hair is very long, stretched down to her middle back, usually sits in one or two puffs/buns with a bang hanging out. She’s often found wearing a pale green jacket and a leather bracelet with a starfish that were both given to her by her late aunt. At first glance, Lieve seems very carefree to a degree, but one’s who watch closely can tell that she’s not as naive as like to feign.

Mental Description: Many things catch her eye but few maintain that focus. Two of the few are mysteries and potion brewery. Lieve is very investigative and experimental, rather figure things out for herself than for someone to just tell her how it is. She can come off as very debating but almost always in a practical sense, despite the apparent heat behind her words. Lieve loves to talk about anything but much rather hear others do so because she loves to hear other people’s way of things. She also known to be spontaneous and do things are her own time, often distracted but something more interesting to her. Her siblings, especially her older brother who often gets tired of her antics, would describe her as wild, clever horse that hates to be harnessed, never afraid to be alone but loves others.

Biography: Lieve Margori Stoffel was born in England on a chilly December morning, but didn’t stay with her birth family for long. Her parents had been very young and didn’t feel ready for a child so they decided for to put her up for adoption. Elder, fraternal twin witches named Aceline and Yolanthe Stoffel took her in when she was only three months old and raised her as their own. Lieve grew up in comfortably in Wales, told about magic and its amazing yet uncanny influence on the world and the conflicts that occur within it. She has four adoptive siblings who gets along with well for the most part. Her life felt fairly uneventful up until a few years ago when a very close family member of hers disappeared.

First Instance of Magic: Lieve’s first instance of magic use was close to her sixth birthday. She had been so excited to help put up the christmas tree for the first time that she squealed and made all the tree lights burst.