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...bellamy doesn't quite remember what led him to this, but it's almost like it's all he's known. he's been stuck within the quaint town of a mountainside for as long as he can trace back. he resides in a relatively small rundown manor, often found wandering the estate at strange hours of the night. he's never been able to wander too far for very long, always ending up back where he started; something keeps him tethered to the property no matter what he does. unbeknownst to bellamy, a small piece of his soul had been locked away in the heart of a crafted porcelain doll. the doll could be found somewhere near wherever bellamy went, always lingering someplace close to pull him back towards the manor. decades upon decades have passed with this routine and bellamy had given up looking for answers, instead accepting the eternal solitude that awaited him. many townsfolk whisper of a shadowy figure roaming the courtyard of the old abandoned manor, advising visitors to stay away; the estate had once been a gorgeous and lively property belonging to that of a wealthy merchant. none of the current inhabitants of the town are sure what exactly happened to the merchant or his home. many say he slowly went mad, driven crazy by a haunting figure hidden within his bedroom. others say the ghost had come to haunt the merchant as revenge, driving him out. none of that was the truth though. bellamy had been the son of a local tailor, always allowed the finest of fabrics and prettiest of cloths. the merchant had become enamored with him the first time he'd made a delivery for his father. the obsession slowly drove the merchant mad, leading him to have a sorceress craft the finest porcelain doll one had ever seen. the doll was supposed to suck bellamy in, keep him interested in coming back to the merchant but it did more than that. the doll sucked the life from bellamy, leaving him stuck in a weird ghostly between state with no memory of getting there. the spell backfired, driving the merchant mad; bellamy would always be there just in the corner of his eye, but completely unobtainable, vanishing once the merchant would start looking for him. it'd been long since the man passed, leaving bellamy to wander the abandoned grounds, tending to the run down gardens and residing in the empty manor.