<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/FwrheB9.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ariel<br/><strong>Time/ Day:</strong>Day One - No idea what time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The lake outside the Castle<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>There was a single portal situated in the azure coloured lake that flanked the castle on the western side, and through it swam a curious little mermaid, breaking the surface to the world above. Her red hair drifted on the water as she took in the sight of the beautiful palace ahead, a look of utter infatuation in her eyes. It was symbol to an opportunity, a chance to<em>really</em>explore the human world. And she couldn’t wait to begin.<br/><br/>With agile motions she swiftly swam towards the shore, somewhat skittishly looking left and right. In her arms she held a closed shell, in which she had brought some necessities from the palace, back in her own world. Paper, pens, and more importantly, clothes, as well as a few trinkets to remind her of home. When she cautiously pulled herself into the sand, she opened the clam and grabbed a towel, using it to scrub her long, sea-green tail dry. As she diligently worked, her lower body began to tingle, and she could both feel and see the glow that emerged from somewhere within, enveloping her below the waist. When the pale light faded, she was peering down at a beautiful pair of legs.<br/><br/>She stood, and though her feet were wobbly, this time Ariel managed to make it to the cover of the nearby trees and neatly trimmed hedges without falling over. She hurriedly began to exchange her purple seashell bikini top for a purple, sleeveless dress that just about reached her knees. Carlotta, the castle’s housekeeper,  had helped her choose the appropriate outfit, wisely advising her to refrain from all too extravagant dresses. She wore plain white shoes underneath, little ballerinas that were comfortable to walk on. Ariel chuckled as she finished dressing, so content, so<em>giddy</em>to be back on land once more. Then she became even happier, as the sound of her own voice was a bit of a surprise, too; before, she’d spent most of her time upon the shore mute or crying out in fear over being hunted down by Ursula the Sea Witch.<br/><br/>This, this was amazing all right.<br/><br/>Now that she was decent, Ariel stepped out into the open again. She attached the band to her shell bag and slung it over her shoulder. It was at exactly this moment that the extraordinary sound of something roaring, no, screeching behind her broke the peaceful silence, and she confoundedly turned her head, just in time to watch something big and massive plunge into the lake, whilst simultaneously something, no, someone hurled overhead, crashing through the window. Slack-jawed, Ariel stared at the sight of broken glass raining down, although she couldn’t help but find it fascinating.<br/><br/>“Oh Flounder, have you ever in your life seen anything so amazing!” she exclaimed, but only when she glanced over her shoulder remembered that she’d left her ocean friends behind. But although she’d miss them, Ariel was far too excited to let it bring her down, and she sprightly went in search of an entrance to the beatiful castle.<br/>