Ulrica Hunt

Intro “Ne’er spill your sinful words to the sky child and you shan’t suffer a fate parallel to that of your contingent.” When Ulrica had been nothing but a freshman she stuck around nobody but this one group of friends, there is one night they never speak of, or spoke of anyway. Nearly six years after the incident all of those friends had died, one by one at the ages of nineteen. Ulrica was the only one to survive this phenomenon and that only naturally made her paranoid and she began buying crystals and cards, incense and candles, chalk and dusts. An adult now, she works at a crystal shop, having been able to pass collage on a whim and get her business degree to even run the place was a pain in the ass but it allowed her to feel as secure as one could, she offered readings and spiritual protection at a low price to those who would buy, her humility still running strong.