Cersei

The Magical Cat

Current

Full Name
Cersei, The Magical Cat of All Mystical Magic of Nature

Aliases
Kit-Cat

Affiliation
* Agents of Nature
* Glinda

Biographical Information

Age
Unknown

Species
Unknown

Place of Birth
Unknown

Relationships
* Glinda, Agent of Magic (Owner)
* Book (Partner)

Relationship Status
Single

Physical Description

Gender
Female

Height
4'2"

Weight
125 lbs (57 kg)

Hair Color
Black and Cyan

Eye Color
Scarlet

Power Grid

Intelligence
Tier 2

Strength
Tier 2 (+) - Can be increased due to Book.

Durability
Tier 5

Speed
Tier 5 (+) - Can teleport through magic.

Energy Projection
Tier 4 (+)

Fighting Skills
Tier 1

**Tell them the story book!**
*In the outlands of Seraglio, there was once a wooded glen where the moon-moths glimmered and the riverbanks overflowed with rainbowfish. In a cottage nestled between the verdant trees lived an Agent of nature and magic named Glinda, with her cat, Cersei.*
*Born with magical powers of protection, Cersei enjoyed a life of leisure for many years, pouncing on sunbeams and napping beneath the mouse-trees. Whenever adventure sparked her interest, she joined Cersei on explorations across the material and spirit realms. Glinda spent her time collecting strange objects like broken cups, shards of colored glass, and fabric with funny stitching. She examined each artifact with deep reverence, though Cersei never understood their purpose. Nevertheless, Cersei would use her magic to protect Glinda from harm, and would warm her feet when they returned home.*
*The doorways between realms are finicky and seldom open, even to creatures as dexterous as cats. Cersei watched as other residents of the outlands waited for days for the eastern star to align with a particular stone archway, or waded impatiently between marsh-lilies, seeking a silver blossom blooming from the mud—only then would a pathway appear. But Cersei’s enchantress, Glinda, possessed the powerful Book of Thresholds, which allowed her to instantly travel anywhere depicted in its pages. When Glinda opened a portal, she and Cersei would gleefully dive into its glowing paper and arrive at their destination, joined a moment later by the book.*
*Cersei never paid the book much attention until one starless night, when she returned home from luring moon-moths with her shinylight to find Glinda missing. She saw the book on her master’s desk and flipped through its pages in a panic, noticing that some were torn out entirely. Unable to read its title, Cersei cried out to it in distress, calling it, simply, “Book”. In response, the book wiggled, and Cersei was surprised to learn she could understand thoughts amidst the rustling paper. Despite not having a voice, Book made itself loud and clear. Cersei learned that Glinda had gone somewhere so perilous, she had destroyed the portal as she traveled.*
*Cersei knew she had to rescue Glinda, and turned to Book for help. Each of its thousand pages led to a different location along the lines of magic that crossed the material and spirit realms. The page Glinda had used to travel was lost, but Book might be able to get them close. Cersei and Book would have to explore every possible threshold. She became Book’s unlikely Keeper, vowing to protect it with the courage of a lion—if it fell into the wrong hands, the doorways to Outlands could open to all kinds of unsavory and ravenous intruders.*
*Cersei and Book began their arduous journey, visiting dangerous and unfamiliar lands. Cersei sought Glinda’s scent on the wind, to little avail. While Cersei would sometimes break from their search to follow the scent of a mouse or restore her strength with a quick catnap, Book was frustratingly cautious, grumpy over lost time and nervous about threats they might encounter. Nevertheless, Cersei and Book were both determined to find their master and bring her home.*
*When Cersei especially missed Glinda, she often sought out other companions. One of her favorites was a door-carrying shepherd with thick whiskers and a deep laugh like a babbling brook. Cersei rested on his shoulders for a time, protecting him from angry snow-spirits stirring up flurries in a hailstorm, while he brought her wriggling fish.*
*Eventually, Cersei uncovered the scent of her master lingering in a vast Dragon Land ruin. Digging deep into the sand, she unearthed a broken shard of blue pottery that looked like a piece from one of Glinda’s teapots. Before she could burrow further, a ferocious beast surfaced from the sand, and Cersei and Book barely escaped. She could only imagine the chaos if a creature like that ripped its claws into Book’s pages.*
*Though unlikely companions, Cersei and Book have become fast friends, united by their love for Glinda. Cersei continues to search everywhere for signs of her master, so she can someday return to her life of napping in the sun by Glinda’s side while she makes her famous pot pie.*