F O U L Despite the spelling of her name, Fouls name is pronounced like that of a young horse. Foul was once a regular human. She went into the woods with her friend, and neither came out the same. One of them became trapped within a house of brambles, refusing to walk back out. The other clambered her way through the same brambles, trying to find a new way in. However, the other was shocked to come upon the place where her friend had been. Her friend was gone; she had become bored, and left without even telling the other. There are many stories afterward of these two beings. But, that was the day, they lost one another. Foul is female. Foul was born to Gavotte (from Mignon) by Ambroise Thomas. Fouls voice is unmistakable. Sharp. Childish. Usually, no punctuation. Foul is outgoing and excitable, but immature, and prone to mistakes. She tries her best, until it no longer benefits her. She would rather others do work for her, even if it would be trivial to do herself. Nevertheless, she is not a bad human. Simply, a human who needs to work on her attitude. F O U L
