It's done!! Finally, my competitor character~ I meant to keep her situation straightforward for now. Her Husband's NPC app is TBA :>
~~~~Name: Madame Aguurata Ban-Kaur
Occupation: Shopkeeper/ candy maker
Specialty: suspicious sweets, curious candies, miscellaneous mayhem
Tools of the trade: said candy and a potpourri of bizarre ingredientsHistory: "Look, here now, this weed from the sea!" she gestures to the strange ocean plants strewn across the table, snapping one up in twiggy fingers, "Very sweet, very good. A good fragrance, very good to taste." Splaying the stalk open with a set of merciless blue nails, she grins a razor sharp smirk. Her backdrop is an idyllic little tourist district candy shop, with rows of glass jars and pleasing pastel wallpaper; but her practice looks quite like voodoo. Sliding over a basin of some sugary concoction, she gathers the brutalized herbs in a bundle, smiling again before dumping the bouquet into the mix
"Very good to taste, but! Don't taste too many. Too many means a nasty rash"
'Witch doctor' and 'candy maker' are two occupations that should not be uttered in the same sentence. But Madame Ban-Kaur was never one for proper syntax. Or proper occupations. Or proper anything, for that matter.
Certainly not in the Mjusi way of things. For when one's hobby is brewing sea stars into sweet puree, 'cultural expectations' are certainly on the back burner.
It began as a cute diversion, before evolving into an alarming infatuation: Little madame was obsessed with researching sweets. Suffice to say, Her orthodox kin had their work cut out for them. They offered, forced, bade, and begged Aguurata, growing frightfully stranger by the day, to show some sign of standard isle-people behavior. Clam fishing, as opposed to blending seaweed syrup. Net weaving rather than, devoid of volunteers, getting violently ill from testing the mixture herself. Anything to curb the sugary (and frequently hazardous) science experiments… All to no avail.
But after 17 years of confectionery chaos, Aguurata was of age; the Ban-Kaur clan let out a collective sigh. On the threshold of relief, a decisive match was made: their letdown of a daughter with an equally disappointing Mjusi boy. While oceans away from an 'ideal' spouse, the youth seemed responsible enough to keep Aguurata out of their kitchens and out of trouble. Quickly, in a ceremony of the most unremarkable variety, perfect strangers were wed. The be-all end-all to mischief… On that
little island, at least.
Love at first sight is the myth of human novels; love at first bite is the story of Mme. and Mr. Ban-Kaur's life. A remarkable bond between two odd individuals with a bizarre passion for candy- true and plain as day. What then, could be made of this? Candy is, after all, something to be shared... however unorthodox that candy may be. Amarantos was where the young couple sought success. For if a flower could thrive on the edge of an unforgiving desert and a raging ocean, why not then their humble dream?
20 years to the day, with a bustling candy shop in full swing; the confectionery mischief has only just begun.Personality:
Ask any regular- in a shop of abnormalities, Madame Aguurata Ban-Kaur may very well be the main attraction. Bright roving eyes, a hodgepodge of fashions, and a flair for concocting questionable candies makes the lively Mjusi woman nothing short of eccentric. For Madame Ban'Kaur has only three loves in life: happy customers, her husband, and candy. At times the madame's blissful ignorance of her own whimsy, too, proves captivating to most customers… Or perfectly absurd to others. For in all madame's good-natured oddities, she cannot help but foster an unreasonable contempt for those who dislike sweets. Miscellaneous
-questionable grasp of english; makes for peculiar grammar
-Upon arriving in Amarantos, Couldn't decide whether she prefered traditional or human garments- somehow settled for both
-fond of lace
~~~ Fonts: Vtks Caps Loco, Things We Said, Typography Times