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THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Ascended Nazetu (Azudim)
Gender: Agender (they/them, he/him)
Guild: None
City: Spinesreach
Order: Iosyne
THE LOOK
Hair: Black, stringy, receding hairline, perpetually sticky due to some sort of syrupy something that oozes from their scalp
Eyes: A very bright, acidic pink. No pupils or whites.
Height: 6'6"
Build: Broad shoulders and chest, fat-padded
Defining Features: Caustic pink eyes, six fingers on each hand, cleft lip, slimy, sore-ridden, insect swarm that lives on their head
Clothing: Bright red coat, harness, black skirt, lots of lace and opals. Everything they wear seems to tarnish or get worn out a little faster than it should.
Tattoos: Crossed onyx fists on the back of the neck
Piercings: Probably
Scars: None
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Sincere, self-assured, amiable, lavish, indulgent
Weaknesses: Languid, short-sighted, callous, greedy, and not terribly bright
Attitude: Generally gregarious. Oblivious to any perspective that is not their own. Hardly ever takes things personally. Rarely believes there is any reason to explain or defend their actions. Not at all interested in what people think they mean.
Morals: "There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt"
Pet Peeves: Bad food, bad booze, bad clothes
Best way to piss them off: Being defensive or easily insulted, failing to give as good as you get, saying one thing but behaving differently, lying (especially if it is to yourself)
Best way to get on their good side: Tell them they're pretty. Be insightful.
FAVOURITES
Color: Yellow and pink
Location(s): The Wretched Sage, the kitchen in their cottage, Iosyne's temple
God/Goddess: Iosyne, Ivoln, Chakrasul
Guild Master/House Head (all time): None
Artifact (don't have to own): Their thousand-league ribbons (aka warp)
Commodity: Teeth
Animal: Locust, beetles, cicadas
Item owned: Their daggers, grimoire and armor
Village/forest/region: Huanazedha, the Festering Wastes, Arbothia
Memory: Exploring the temple with Draden, being gifted the swarm, all the times they've just hung out with Galilei or Ephi
Song: Something Iazamat's family sings
Drink: Tea spiked with weird things
Food: Meat
MINDSET
Goals: Break the tyranny of the Cycle; build a tomb worth staying in for good
Ambitions: Possess remarkable, terrifying, beautiful, holy things/people. Satisfy their own covetousness.
Nemesis: Elene >:[
Rival: -
Best Friends: Valdas, Iazamat,
Galilei, EphiIdol: Iosyne, Xenia, their mother
Best personal achievement: Being given free rein to design Iosyne's Spire
Worst personal achievement: Convincing Elene to take them on as a student.
Proudest moment: Burying their mother
Most shameful moment: A certain heartbreak.
Secret dream: To possess everything worth taking with them when they go beneath the ground
If they could make one wish: Death would be some kind of certainty.
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Ascended Human (Yeleni)
Gender: Gender fluid, currently male. Was born female. Both have their own quirks.
Guild: Illuminai
City: Enorian
Order: Damariel
THE LOOK
Hair: White. Cut short with bangs. Straight.
Eyes: Amethyst with notes of grey. Red around the outside of the irises.
Height: Female: 6' Male: 6.5'
Build: Fairly thin in both forms. Muscle where needed. Little bit more build in male.
Defining Features: None in female. Horns as male.
Clothing: Reds and whites in female. Blue and silver in male. Usually form-fitting in a tailored way. Manacles. Pendant from Saybre. Ring from the Illuminai leadership.
Tattoos: Some random dath, but that's about it.
Piercings: None yet.
Scars: None yet.
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Honest, kind, sincere, hard-working, determined, welcoming, generous, fairly open-minded.
Weaknesses: Short-sighted, quick to anger (working on this), doesn't trust themself, insecure, not thinking things all the way through before acting, often oblivious.
Attitude: Tries to keep a happy energy. Friendly. Wants others to be felt accepted and understood.
Morals: Very Damariel-based, with a mix of Dhar. Life is precious, but sometimes life has to be taken for a reason. Make that reason matter. Avoid it at all costs otherwise. Be honest in all things. Treat people with as much respect as you can, make up for when you don't do it well enough. Care for all.
Pet Peeves: Judging people too harshly or quickly. Not being willing to consider the thoughts of another.
Best way to piss them off: See pet peeve.
Best way to get on their good side: Bring a snack, preferably based off of bacon. Try to be friendly.
FAVOURITES
Color: Red or blue.
Location(s): A flower garden in the Silverain estate. Lleis' old temple. Arbothia.
God/Goddess: Damariel, Omei, Ethne.
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Roux
Artifact (don't have to own): Their duck crown, mostly because it's hilariously ridiculous looking.
Commodity: Bacon
Animal: Ducks
Item owned: Pendant from Saybre, manacles from Damariel, Illuminai ring.
Village/forest/region: Arbothia
Memory: Saybre proposing at the Waterfyre festival and that entire event (including him and Haven having a dance off)
Song: None
Drink: Kawhe
Food: Bacon
MINDSET
Goals: See the Age of Dawn - everyone and everything free.
Ambitions: See above. Just wants to see Enorian and the Illuminai flourish so that the Age of Dawn can happen, whatever work is required to do it of little consequence.
Nemesis: Ardent. Drystin.
Rival: Aukan or Orunmila maybe?
Best Friends: Roux, Straid, Aolin, Kalena, Saybre, Sryaen.
Idol: Benedicto, Aloli, Tenshyo.
Romance (forgot this before): No one right now. Has some trust issues here, mostly on their own side.
Best personal achievement: Being given wings by Damariel from doing well in an event.
Worst personal achievement: Lashing out at her boyfriend and fellow villagers after her adopted parents died. More modern time, letting other's opinions cause her to push a friend away.
Proudest moment: When they were brought into the order.
Most shameful moment: This one will be redacted, since it was before moving to Enorian. Since in Enorian, finding out their work ethic was in question because there was miscommunication on their behalf.
Secret dream: To just ignore everything for a while and get lost in the Seer's Wood by themself. Or, just go hunt and ignore the world around them. Either one.
If they could make one wish: Find their adopted parent's souls and speak to them one more time.
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Idreth, of Tsol'aa heritage
Gender: Female
Guild: Syssin
City: Spinesreach, and ridiculously patriotic for it, at that
Order: None. Doesn't particularly care for religion.
THE LOOK
Hair: Varying shades of red, from dark auburn to copper. Partially shaved on the right side, with braids holding back the left side. Length is just above mid-thigh, slightly wavy.
Eyes: Gold, metallic at times and honey-like at others
Height: 6'1"
Build: Athletic and very muscular, a fact that she prides herself on immensely.
Defining Features: Dath that moves (literally the skin underneath shifting about, Idreth-style). Occasionally wreathed in golden flame-like essence. Linked to a fire elemental.
Clothing: Either practical and combat ready, or dressed to the nines. No middle ground.
Tattoos: No tattoos, but covered in dath from head to toe.
Piercings: Ears, navel, center of lower lip.
Scars: None notable, countless small ones.
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Diplomacy, foresight, analyzing people, problem-solving, showing only what she wishes others to see, physical and emotional self-control, generosity and creativity
Weaknesses: Not always sure how to handle attention, takes on too much at a time, easily offended (although it won't show, it's there, and it burns), jealousy in romance, just a bit nationalist
Attitude: A social chameleon, she will generally hold her own personality heavily in reserve in favor of connecting with whoever she speaks with. When she finds someone she meshes with naturally, her intense zeal for life and her interests burns quickly past her polite front. A born defender, she genuinely believes that the work she does is noble, and throws her heart into it.
Morals: Loyal to a fault to the Syssin, as well as Spinesreach and its citizens, and everyone else can burn if it keeps them safe. Never needlessly cruel, but always willing to make the hard choice if it's the best choice in terms of objective good.
Pet Peeves: Being dismissed, who who are arrogant but can't back it up,
Best way to piss them off: Blow her off, or take control of herself from her (hypnotize, mindlock, tarot, etc)
Best way to get on their good side: Ask about her dath,
FAVOURITES
Color: Pink (shhhhhh!)
Location(s): Spinesreach, her home, Sparklight Rift
God/Goddess: Couldn't care less
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Savas
Artifact (don't have to own): Wings of the eagle
Commodity: Stone
Animal: Phenkyre
Item owned: Her axes, and her phoenix dirk
Village/forest/region: Chaos Plane
Memory: Ice skating with @Aramaeus, Albedi picnic with @Tetchta
Drink: Spiked hot cocoa
Food: Pancakes (as long as they don't have fruit in them)
MINDSET
Goals: Those of the Syssin defenders- keeping Ohlsana contained and Spinesreach safe from all threats, without and within
Ambitions: Lead the Syssin guild someday, be elected as Chairman.
(Secret) Nemesis(es): Girls who look too hard at Aramaeus lmfao
Best Friends: @Darrah
Romance: Aramaeus, Tetchta
Best personal achievement: Being elected as Senator
Worst personal achievement:
Proudest moment: [redacted, guild related]
Most shameful moment: Irys builds her alcohol tolerance religiously to ensure she is never compromised in public situations by sitting in her room and getting buzzed once a week (and to recognize the names of dangerously strong drinks). Once, early on, she got unlucky with a sip of Liquid Death, and got so drunk that Savas had to assist her suicide to get it over with.
Secret dream: Can't post it here, it's spicy. 8)
If they could make one wish: Her family would come to terms with her decision to move to the North and resume communications.
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Atavian
Gender: Female
Guild: Templars
City: Enorian
Order: Damariel
THE LOOK
Hair: Dark brown and chest length. Wispy locks of hair hang in front, too short to be bangs, and while she wears it in a single braid her preferred hairstyle is loose twin pigtails down her front.
Eyes: Hazel. Downturned and doelike, with thick lashes. Green and gold flecks among the irises.
Height: 5’6”
Build: Lithe and toned.
Voice: Cree Summer, maybe?
Defining Features: Bushy eyebrows and ruddy cheeks, and dark brown wings that look taller than her when fully unfurled and raised.
Clothing: When not in her undyed uniform, she favors a blouse-and-longskirt combination with boots. Almost never seen without her gradient indigo hair ribbon.
Piercings: None
Scars: Little nicks on her hands.
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Resilient, ambitious, honest and loyal; to create is her nature, and she enjoys abstract thoughts branching from reality while priding herself on her dependability and her practical side. She places great importance on being genuine, and tries her best to embody it.
Weaknesses: Vain, impatient, craves control and appropriately stubborn, self-repressing and somewhat self-deceiving. When outside the context of creation, she is prone to seeing uncertainty as a threat more than an opportunity. Can be envious from time to time.
Attitude: While mostly mild and courteous, she is capable of surprising force and can channel a self that feels far older than her appearance and age might suggest.
Morals: The world means nothing if you can’t make yourself happy, be it through principles, deeds, comfort, or people. Also, if there’s something you want, work for it.
Pet Peeves: Brazen selfishness and entitlement. Wafflers, and those who are unwilling to take a stand for what matters to them.
Best way to piss them off: Pry too much when she’s not ready to share or try to meddle with her choices. She shares at her own time and is her own birb, thank you.
Best way to get on their good side: Bring her hearty or sweet foods. Talk to her about anything potentially fun. She takes it as her duty to make a conversation interesting if she can. Ask her to show her crafts.
FAVOURITES
Color: Soft and sunny yellow, leaf green and white.
General Skill: Tailoring, floristry, jewelcraft
Location(s): Enorian’s gardens and Mrenadh’s glass tower.
God/Goddess: Damariel
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Kalena
Artifact (don't have to own): A shimmering moth trap
Commodity: Cloth
Animal: Cesario, her snow petrel
Item owned: An Unbound-touched metal hand mirror.
Village/forest/region: Barre Arevat
Memory: [REDACTED]
Drink: Most tea blends.
Food: Most bread-based dishes and stews. She loves any dish that feels like home.
MINDSET
Goals: [REDACTED]
Ambitions: Become a true disciple of Damariel.
Nemesis: None in particular.
Rival: None in particular.
Best Friends: @Flinn, @Straid
Romance: [REDACTED]
Best personal achievement: That hideously sexy sweater she made for Ho Ho No.
Worst personal achievement: And not being awake to see Enorian react to it.
Proudest moment: Entry into Damariel’s Order proper.
Most shameful moment: Calling to Damariel while embroiled in envy and uncertainty and having Him respond; while she treasures the encounter, she is not proud of how she handled her emotions.
Secret dream: One she knows she can’t be satisfied with - to live free from all entanglements and any need to make them.
If they could make one wish: As with Galilei, to be strong, since life will never be simple.
Character Name: Roux Aquila, aka the Firestarter
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Yeleni, no heritage, born Rajamalan
Gender: Female and Male
Guild/House: Illuminai
City: Enorian
Order: None
THE LOOK
Hair: Crimson colored and of varying lengths between shoulders and longer, with a white streak at the left temple.
Eyes: Heterochromatic - Right is gold, the left is jade.
Height: Around 6'6" whem male, 5' nothing as female
Build: Swimmer's build with tight muscles and a lean figure, very flexible. Small curves when female.
Defining Features: A mace-like tail of flexible spines, and a pair of horns with qufar either in his/her hair or attached to the horns.
Clothing: Tight, flexible materials or loose and flowy. Comfort overall.
Tattoos: A glimmering dath of an inferno-filled wolf crosses the upper back.
Piercings: None.
Scars: Scattered, nothing specific.
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Loyal and protective, a gifted healer, open-minded, good at working with converts, able to read people.
Weaknesses: Self-sacrificing to a destructive level. Often feels lonely, needs people, can be blunt and selfish at times.
Attitude: Open-minded but protective of what he/she considers important, Roux is willing to sit and talk with almost anyone. He/she has a special interest in connecting and working with converts, and considers healing to be his/her personal reason for existing.
Morals: Roux has a personal set of morals that edges into gray, and a sense of the ends justifying the means, though that has to still fit within the boundaries of what he/she considers to be right.
Pet Peeves: Being ignored, being underestimated
Best way to piss them off: Hurt someone Roux is close to.
Best way to get on their good side: Offer to dance.
FAVORITES
Color: Green, Amethyst
Skillset: Luminary
Ability: Scent
Location: A wild, overgrown outlook
God/Goddess: Auresae, though Ethne is starting to come in a close tie.
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Aren
Tattoo: Tree
Artifact (don't have to own): crafting gnome
Commodity: obsidian, and diamond dust
Animal: Roth the wolf, Ravi the salamander (elemental)
Item owned: A miniature mace of the Luminary - a charm linked to Spark
Village/forest/region: Esterport, Saluria
NPC: Sir Jax Shaydo (housemob)
Memory: Being welcomed into Enorian by Aren after leaving Duiran.
Song: A lullaby Roux's sister used to sing.
Drink: Slushed Fire Punch
MINDSET
Goals: To rebuild the Illuminai into glory and greatness.
Ambitions: To be known as one of the better leaders of the Light.
Nemesis: None
Rival: None
Best Friends: @Rihrin, @Saybre, @Sryaen, @Aren
Idol: Arbre (Sister)
Best personal achievement: Becoming the Dhie Lacinier of the Illuminai after supporting the guild for more than two centuries.
Worst personal achievement: Unknowingly putting a lover through terrible mental torture in order to recreate his/her body.
Proudest moment: Standing between Severn and a close friend despite the mortal threat involved.
Most shameful moment: Being unable to let go of revenge when he/she was given the opportunity.
Secret dream: To be able to take the man he/she wants as a lover and mate.
If they could make one wish..: To rewind time a century or so, and allow him/her to make some decisions over again.
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Idreth, of human heritage
Gender: Male
Guild: Sciomancer
City: Spinesreach
Order: Tanixalthas' congregation
THE LOOK
Hair: Pure white, faintly wavy, jaw-length. Typically styled meticulously, but is growing more and more prone to just letting it do whatever.
Eyes: Really, really weird. Black sclera. 'Irises' are shattered discs of mirror-like chrome. Strewn throughout are shifting, crystalline shards of colour that glow, and change in hue for various reasons. Very hypnotic to look at for any length of time.
Height: 8'6" (and climbing, him big)
Build: Narrow hips, very broad shoulders. Sharply defined, powerful musculature.
Defining Features: Eyes. Mostly covered in scales formed from flowing, liquid black. His aura of midnight, similarly flowing and liquid.
Clothing: Black. Tight, sleeveless tops, loose pants, dragon-embroidered boots Irys gave him. Little to no jewellery, just a band that's for functional reasons.
Tattoos: Nope.
Piercings: Nuh-uh.
Scars: Boy, howdy. Uh. Lots. They're all hidden beneath the scales, though some bleed through as silver marks. His back is a ruined mass of scar tissue - burns, slash marks, stab wounds, etc. Most prominent are the big, messy lines on his mid-to-upper back, layered ridges of skin horribly torn from many whippings. Back of his hands have so many small scars layered across them they're like tapestries of knitted flesh. Has a big ol' gnarly mark on his lower left back and abdomen from being run through with a blade.
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Extremely patient, takes the long view on all things. Observant. Highly intelligent. Ambitious, but willing to work for what he wants. If his loyalty is earned, it’s nearly fanatic in fervency.
Weaknesses: Blunt. Very prone to offending people or rubbing them the wrong way, without intending to, and not understanding why. Can be too slow to act. Paranoid. Overanalyses and overthinks. Very unsociable. Obsessive. Generally entirely lacking in empathy or compassion, so he struggles with situations that require it. Either feels nothing at all or feels far too much, and has a very poor ability to deal with emotions. Despite the arrogant facade, actually has horrifically poor self-worth, and is extremely hard on himself.
Attitude: Clinical, calculating. Aloof, polite, largely unexpressive.
Morals: Amoral. Everything and everyone (barring three exceptions) are tools to be used and disposed of as appropriate, or obstacles to be removed. Will do absolutely anything for the sake of his goals and not bat an eyelid, no matter how vile. The closest he has to a conscience is 'Will this upset Irys?' or 'Will doing this negatively impact my plans or standing?'
Pet Peeves: Poor manners. Not using titles. Idiots and the incompetent.
Best way to piss them off: Insult or harm the few people he does care for - Instant enemy for life status. Otherwise, be rude, or ungrateful to him. He intensely dislikes being touched by most. Restraining him, invading his mind or controlling him will make him near berserk with rage.
Best way to get on their good side: Do good things for Irys and/or show appropriate respect to her. Be mannerly, be smart, be useful. Show him fine art.
FAVOURITES
Color: Black. The hue of Irys' hair. The silver of Tetchta's eyes.
Location(s): His new home. High places, especially cold ones.
God/Goddess: Tanixalthas (If she would ever wake up). Has a positive regard for Omei, - generally views their dynamic as transactional and impersonal, but in a pleasant way. Otherwise entirely indifferent to gods, unless he can figure out a way to eat one and take its power.
Guild Master/House Head (all time): None. Has been very unimpressed so far.
Artifact (don't have to own):
Commodity: Kagamine.
Animal: Dragons, anything reptilian.
Item owned: The dragon plush Irys gave him, and the sword Tetchta made for him.
Village/forest/region: Asper.
Memory: Most with Irys. Relaxing in the tea house with Irys and Tetchta.
Drink: Ice cold water.
Food: Meat, fresh vegetables.
MINDSET
Goals: Everything. Attain omnipotence - he wants to be able to kill anything with a vague effort of will, and reshape reality to his liking , or destroy it and make a new one. Marry Irys.
Ambitions: Everything. Warden, Shadow Judge, then Shadow Warden, Heir to Tanixalthas. Make the Sciomancers into something he can respect and be proud to be a member of. Find a way to purify Shadow into what he theorises is its true form as pure Dark.
Nemesis: Nobody.
Rival: Nobody. (Plenty of people dislike him, but he doesn't have anyone he would remotely consider a rival.)
Best Friends: Aolin. Doesn't have anyone else he considers a friend.
Romance: Irys is his everything, and she has him, heart, mind and soul. Has complicated feelings for Tetchta.
Best personal achievement: Hasn't done anything he believes is worth remarking on yet.
Worst personal achievement: Similarly has done nothing he really regrets, achievement wise.
Proudest moment: Orchestrating the death of everyone in his household, strangling his mother and watching the light leave her eyes, burning the family estate to the ground, all in the same night.
Most shameful moment: Upsetting Irys so much she phased out of his arms and made her angry enough her aura went dark red. Otherwise, nothing - he doesn't really do shame, as a general rule.
Secret dream: Marry Irys and Tetchta, close the triangle.
If they could make one wish: Omnipotence. Duh. Otherwise, make Irys immortal and invulnerable, both physically and mentally. (He would be a nightmare about wishes, he'd have a contract three miles long to close any conceivable loophole or way to twist it into something other than specifically what he wants.)
It's been nearly a full length IRL year since I last did this. When I did it, Elene was part of the Carnifex guild and was still finding herself. A bunch of stuff has since happened and I like where she is now. This time, I have included the bit on mindset!
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Azudim
Gender: Female
Guild: Archivists
City: Bloodloch
Order: Chakrasul
THE LOOK
Hair: Silvery white.
Eyes: Pupiless, white eyes. Now she has one pupiless white eye, and the other is a storm-laden grey feline's eye. It ain't hers. :]
Height: 6'0"
Build: Well-proportioned. Lithe with athletic muscles from carrying too many books.
Defining Features: Metal jaw covered by flesh, peppered with Numerological symbols. Brilliant golden crown on one hand. Her heterochromatic eyes, and an ill-attached ear.
Clothing: She used to only wear robes, but she has since enjoyed wearing gowns and dresses, heartening back to her days of indulgent nobility.
Tattoos: That golden crown on her hand. Mark of commitment and ownership from her husband, Desian. Dath of Jherza, which occasionally fades and has to be reapplied.
Piercings: Ears!
Scars: Numerous scars along her body, worse upon her back. A faint silver one across her right side of her features, from a steam-scalding 'incident'. It's nearly gone though. There's a few additional scars around her clavicles, like someone has decided to try and rip off her head and stopped mid-way.
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Intelligent and mostly self-composed. Thoughtful. She is true to her promises, and does not over promise i.e if she says she will do something, she will accomplish it.
Weaknesses: Sadistic. Masochistic. Malicious. Scheming. Arrogant. Aloof. She is not particularly one for idle conversations, like "How are you?" She is also weak against obligations; if she sees something she feels she has the ability to fix or improve, she would try at her own expense unfortunately.
Attitude: Quiet. Polite if propriety calls for it. Arrogant. She has an old-fashioned way of speaking. Ever since mixing in with the Carnifex, however, this has loosened up a little. You can see this in her market advertisements.
Morals: She doesn't have any.
Pet Peeves: She is intolerant towards those who purposefully close their minds from knowledge and awareness. She also dislikes individuals who simply don't try to improve their circumstances, and would only raise their voices in complaint. She also dislikes those who engage in dramatics, and would sooner distance herself from them.
Best way to piss her off: She hates being looked down upon. Further, demonstrating ignorance and being unaware of the Self is by far the most flagrant crime you could ever commit in front of her.
Best way to get on her good side: Be honest; honesty leads to better corrupt- I mean, communication. If you're honest with her, she'll be honest with you. This hasn't changed.
FAVOURITES
Colour: Jade green and bloody crimson.
Skillset: Numerology.
Skill: Unravel. Or Sciomancy's purity which turns her eyes pitch-black.
Location(s): A vaulted study of Jherza. Jherza's Court, and her bedroom overlooking Djeir.
God/Goddess: Chakrasul, though Niuri came a close second.
Guild Master: Mjoll is a pretty decent GM, and she's reasonable to boot, while being harsh when circumstances dictate.
Person: Desian. Greatest love of her life, so much so she married him twice.
Artifact (don't have to own): Macabre chains of razor glass.
Commodity: Silver.
Animal: A tiny whale swimming inside a globe (she's aware that it's a link through which Slyphe keeps tabs on her, so she enjoys agitating it by shaking it endlessly), rabbits, and a certain mummified cat.
Item owned: A corrupted band of pallid rosebuds, a merciless band of contorted helicals, and a freshly made Rajamala-fur stole *cackle*
Village/forest/region: Djeir.
NPC: None.
Memory: Jumping into Desian's arms and physically being able to hug him after he returned from a centuries long slumber in his tower at the Chaos Apex.
Song: Screams.
Drink: Alcohol (god damn it, Carnifex). It used to be kawhe, I swear. She has since cut down on her alcohol drinking, and has replaced that with tea. She sells lovely tea brews you know, at her terrace in Bloodloch, and she has to drink them from tea cups. Especially the one that Iosyne gave her to poison and kill Ardent with.
Food: She still doesn't have a favourite.
MINDSET
Goals: Perhaps, quite selfishly, to pursue the Immortal Number and the knowledge it embodies. Elsewise, to enlighten the world that the knowledge they acquire of the world will allow them to make informed choices and carve new paths for their growth.
Ambitions: Attain perfect control and grasp over the arts of a Sciomancer. She never learnt control over pure Shadow, in part due to the fact that she acquired their powers through non-legal means.
Nemesis: None.
Rival: None.
Partner-in-crime: @Naos.
Best Friend: She considers almost nobody her friend, because they are vulnerabilities, and she hates being compromised by relationships. That in mind, @Saidenn has by far become one of the few who she can communicate very well with.
Idol: @Desian, for his dominance and ability to lead. @Ashmer, for molding Elene into who she is now.
Best personal achievement: Helping to rebuild the Archivists, and helping to engender a culture where no one should be afraid to share their opinion.
Worst personal achievement: Being contested for Overlord in Bloodloch without even given a chance to properly serve.
Proudest moment: Being knighted and earning her magenta cords in the Carnifex, and giving up her heart to Chakrasul in the ceremony.
Most shameful moment: Having had intimate ties to the former Cabal and the Archivists guild, it was always a regret that she was unable to return. When the opportunity to return was made manifest a few weeks after her knighthood ceremony, Elene took it up and had to leave behind her cords that took so long to earn.
Secret dream: To transcend her mortal shell through a fusion of Numerology... beneath Chakrasul's hand.
If I could make one wish..: That those whom have managed to penetrate past her shell and forge relationships with will never ever leave her to suffer alone.
THE ESSENTIALS
Name: Ayastia Aldrati
Titles/Nicknames: Aya, Loudmouth, Brat
Race: Idreth/Human Heritage
Gender: Female
Guild: Carnifex
City: Bloodloch
Order: None
THE LOOK
Hair: Red, short, obviously cut with a dull knife
Eyes: Cobalt.
Height: 5'5"
Build: Stick
Defining Features: Jade cat ears and tail
Clothing: Black dress, stockings, biker-chick is like boots and jacket
Tattoos: Clenched fist gripping a soul stone on left shoulder, a portrait of the oath of slaughter on her wrist, a swirling pattern thingy down one arm, and some dath marks.
Piercings: Ears
Scars: None
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Loyalty
Weaknesses: TEMPER (much better than it used to be)
Attitude: Who is she with? Some will claim her caring and helpful, others a loudmouth redacted.
Pet Peeves: Hypocrisy (even though she has a fair share of her own)
Best way to piss him off: Kill one of her friends
Best way to get on her good side: Make her laugh.
Hobbies: Chess
Voice: Never gave it thought but I guess I imagine it a bit deeper than would be expected from a woman her size
Quirks: Lots of innuendo if she knows it makes someone uncomfortable, a tendency to lick her lips when she gets nervous or excited
FAVOURITES
Colour: Green.
Location(s): Her house.
God/Goddess: Has developed a '*censored* the gods' attitude
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Mjoll . Hands down
Artifact (don't have to own): Her chessboard
Commodity: N/A
Animal: Fox
Item owned: Necromantic ring given to her by Marin
Village/forest/region: Anywhere that can be considered 'natural wilderness'
Memory: -redacted-
Song: No Consequences (Nightcore version)
Drink: A delightful mango rum @Pentas made
Food: Fruit
Flower: Not really into flowers
MINDSET
Goals: Prove herself to the Carnifex once again and work back up the ranks.
Ambitions: Be able to support those she cares for
Nemesis: Tetchta
Rival: Currently none.
Best Friends: Marin, Lilein, Galilei, Kanivara, Raynia, Zareen, @Pentas
Idol: Kanivara
Best personal achievement: The time she didn't shout at Omei when annoyed with Her
Worst personal achievement: The many times she has embarrassed friends and loved ones by being her usual loud, confrontation self
Proudest moment: The praise given by Kanivara when knighted
Most shameful moment: Not tellin'
Secret dream: She doesn't do much in the way of secrets. IF she does, it's really important and not going here
If she could make one wish: Probably for Marin to come back
I also filtered some of the answers, can't give away all his secrets.
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Imp, he doesn’t regard Azudim of being an actual race
Gender: Male
Guild: None
City: Spinesreach
Order: Ivoln
THE LOOK
Hair: None at all. Completely bald
Eyes: Yellow and lifeless
Height: Between 3 and 4 feet tall. Closer to 3 feet
Build: Thin and corpse-like. Being undead means he doesn’t gain weight
Defining Features: A pig like nose, large ears, flabby jowls, underbite
Clothing: He’s always wearing robes fit for an Impish noble
Tattoos: None
Piercings: None
Scars: He performs surgical and necromantic experiments on himself, so there are scars here and there
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Patience, loyalty, hardworking
Weaknesses: Spiteful, a tendency towards fanaticism, arrogance
Attitude: He has many hats: A zealot devoted to spreading Undeath to all corners of the continent. A zany chef determined to push the boundaries of the word ‘edible’. An inquisitive necromancer determined to rediscover the secrets of the Indorn Empire. A mischievous imp eager to explore and meet new people.
Morals: Archelaus is devoted to Ivoln, and sees anything that helps spread Undeath as being inherently ‘good’. The ends always justifies the means
Pet Peeves: People who touch him that he doesn’t know, or anyone who attacks him even in jest
Best way to piss them off: Say something disparaging about Ivoln/Undeath
Best way to get on their good side: Give him some food, or compliment one of his dishes. Show him a minipet, the rarer the better. Be Undead
FAVOURITES
Color: Purple, saffron yellow, burnt orange, marble white
Location(s): Spinesreach, particularly the Spire of the Gods
Skillset: Necromancy
God/Goddess: Ivoln. Though, Archelaus harbors a certain respect for all of the Elemental Gods, even those on the Spirit Pantheon
Guild Master/House Head (all time): None. Though when it comes to leaders, he has great respect for @Sarita, his Order Head
Artifact (don't have to own): Minipet delivery tube
Commodity: Marble, slate, clay
Animal: Pigs, monkeys, octopuses
Item owned: His earthen bonedagger, and his necklace with a marble egg pendant
Village/forest/region: Mojave Desert, Tsinkin Principality, Xoral, Libec Cay, New Sehal
Memory: Cooking his first recipe, proposing to Celeun in El’Jazira, meeting Ivoln
Drink: Any fruit or vegetable juice
Food: He goes through phases, currently it’s pizza
Flower: Tiger lilies
MINDSET
Goals: Have Ivoln join the Spirean divine advisory, win the Iron Epicurean, reach the top of the unique minipet rankings
Ambitions: Aren’t these the same as goals?
Rival/Nemesis: No one person. Though, there are a couple people Archelaus intensely dislikes.
Best Friends: @Didi, his mother
Romance: His wife @Celeun, obviously
Best personal achievement: Becoming a representative of Ivoln’s Order
Proudest moment: Delivering his first sermon in the Spire of the Gods
Most shameful moment: Getting scolded for being the first to attack Varach Scolrys
Secret dream: None. See ‘Goals’
If they could make one wish: More wishes
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Human.
Gender: Male.
Guild/House: None
City: None
Alignment: Chaotic Good vs Chaotic Neutral.
Divine Leaning: All of them.
Class: Lycanthrope. Classless Swordsman.
THE LOOK
Hair: Bright blonde, hacked short.
Eyes: Blue.
Height: A little above average for a human.
Build: Athletic and lean.
Defining Features: None.
Clothing: Very wayfarish. Clothing and gear for the outdoors and wastelands of Sapience.
Tattoos: A simple woad blue tattoo of a wolf with a crescent moon in it's mouth, left shoulder. A simple woad blue tattoo
of a wolf pinning down the sun, right shoulder.
Complexion: Naturally pale.
PERSONALITY
Strengths: A slow rate of set-in-stone style of judgement. Altruistic on an individual level. Doesn't mind dancing with the
devil. Utterly immune to fear or intimidation, no matter the method. Knows where he's going in life, even if it
doesn't seem obvious to those looking in.
Weaknesses: Dryads
Attitude: Very open.
Morals: Mixed
Pet Peeves: Preaching or recruiting.
Best way to piss him off: Ideology of any kind.
Best way to get on his good side: Be yourself and value discretion when it's needed. Keep your bulls**t in your pocket
where it belongs.
FAVORITES
Color: Green (all shades). Red. Black. Subdued versions of other colors.
Profession: Woodland Ranger/Explorer.
Location: Ithmia in general. Unspoiled nature and environment. Paths with no footprints.
God/Goddess: xD
Guild Master/House Head (all time): None.
Tattoo: None.
Artifact: None.
Commodity: None.
Animal: Squirrel. Wolf. Eagle. Snake.
Item owned: A burlwood walking staff. The sword @Sryaen made for him.
Memory: Getting his hands on a map of the continent.
Song: Nature unbroken and undisturbed. The chittering of squirrels.
Drink: Opium infused wine by @Phoenecia and Oneiromancy Ale by @Rasani
MINDSET
Goals: Freedom.
Amibitions: Maintaining individual freedom.
Nemesis: None.
Rival: None.
Friends:
Idol: None.
Best personal achievement: Becoming a full-blown rogue.
Worst personal achievement: Not getting one of those Dryads in the Ithmia to be his girlfriend.
Proudest moment: Pride comes before the fall, and he tries not to give into it.
Secret dream: A neutral wayfarer lodge where they can all gather and eat cheese burgers without any politics or drama
involved. ( @Kjell )
If I could make one wish.: Bring back Kelsys, and reverse-engineer every last piece of tech that he can get his hands
on.
Race: Idreth/Human heritage
Gender: Male
Guild: Archivist
City: Spinesreach
Order: None
THE LOOK
Hair: Black hair, short and neatly parted to the side.
Eyes: Dull/grey, heavy lidded. A slight golden tinge/aura around his irises since he ascended
Height: 6'0"
Build: Lean and skinny, but sinewy.
Defining Features: Pallid skin, tired lidded eyes with dark eye circles.
Clothing: Typically formal(ish) clothes. Suit jacket, pants, leather shoes. Plus a scarf for that cold Spirean air.
Tattoos: None observed
Piercings: None observed
Scars: Lips has the scars of poorly healed cracks from previous poor maintenance
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Neat, polite, well-groomed, respectful
Weaknesses: Standoffish, reserved, insecure, quiet, judgmental (but never to peoples’ faces)
Attitude: Keeps to keep to himself. Neatness and cleanliness is king, possibly a bit of a germophobe, although ironically he doesn’t really take as good a care with his own health compared to his grooming. Tries to keep his emotions locked up behind a mask, because to show it is a sign of weakness! (to him)
Morals: Without cutting corners, takes the shortest path to the best results. Ends justifies the means.
Pet Peeves: Unkemptness, messiness, disrespect (but tolerates/maybe even expects it from his superiors)
Best way to piss them off: as pet peeves.
Best way to get on their good side: Shared admiration & hunger for knowledge, or be a well known scholar
FAVOURITES
Color: Duller colours, prefers to not stand out.
Location(s): Spinesreach Greenhouse. Despite being Spirean born and raised, the cold and dry air doesn’t really agree with him
God/Goddess: None
Guild Master/House Head (all time): None
Artifact (don't have to own): Shopping guidebook. Efficiency!
Commodity: Wood
Animal: His mare? Only because that’s the only animal he’s really known.
Item owned: His journal – contains all his thoughts, musings and sketches
Village/forest/region: None
Memory: Probably the number of times that Taye’s bogged him down with food and drink to get whatever’s bothering him off his chest.
Song: None
Drink: Nothing in particular
Food: Lemony deserts
MINDSET
Goals: Learn everything there is to learn about souls
Ambitions: Censored (for now!)
Nemesis: None
Rival: None
Best Friends: At this stage, Taye but she's the only other person he’s talked to in any depth since joining the Archivists
Idol: None
Best personal achievement: Nothing yet!
Worst personal achievement: Accidentally unweaving himself and ascending to Idreth while trying to clean the dirt off a coffee cup with Numerology
Proudest moment: Also nothing yet
Most shameful moment: Realizing he can’t just charge forward with soul research (and experimentation on himself) when he realized just what exactly he’s dealing with while observing a soulstone being used.
Secret dream: Censored (for now, linked to his ambitions!)
If they could make one wish: To possess a single journal containing all of Aetolia’s secrets and knowledge.
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Ascended Djeirani (Azudim) ((born as an albino Mhun))
Gender: Female (She/Her)
Guild: None
City: None
Order: Chakrasul
THE LOOK
I drew this picture when Azarae was still Omeiian initially, and so I tried to make some blended adjustments, turning her once Rajamala tail into tentacles and instead of four feline ears, two Djeirani ones. There has never been enough description room for Azarae.
P.S I only included eyes and height because those are not apparent in my picture.
Eyes: An all encompassing amethyst.
Height: 5'0
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Sincere, Creative, Passionate
Weaknesses: Avaracious, Spiteful, Vengeful, Austere, Easily exciteable
Attitude: Tends to be mistrusting of others, having a jaded outlook with how others approach her. She is quiet in public and tends to be apathetic towards conflicts that do not involve Chakrasul or Omei.
Morals: Chaotic
Pet Peeves: Soulless artwork, shoes
Best way to piss them off: Being told that how she feels is not the way she actually feels, to have her sincerity questioned.
Best way to get on their good side: Depends on their mood
FAVOURITES
Color: Jade and Violet
Location(s): The Duskywing's Enclosure within Chakrasul's temple
God/Goddess: Chakrasul, Omei, Ohlsana (This goes back to her youth as a Mhun)
Guild Master/House Head (all time): None
Artifact (don't have to own): None
Commodity: All of them
Animal: Cats, Duskywing, Moth
Item owned: Her reri wo esityi medal and her corrupted violet-eyed eldritch scythe that she made.
Village/forest/region: None, Seer's woods, Astral Chaos
Memory: Being awarded a reri wo esityi medal after being victorious of Might vs Strife, and her time in the Astral realm/plane with everyone to help Omei's vessel.
Song: has never heard
Drink: Blood
Food: Hearts
Flower: Lotus
MINDSET
Goals: Continuously create unique works of art or twisted versions of others, Affect others with her art in some form.
Ambitions: Spread the teachings of Corruption throughout Sapience
Nemesis: -
Rival: -
Best Friends: Tina
Idol: Chakrasul, Omei
Best personal achievement: Created a cage that helped contain the Nightmare aspect of Omei with assistance (If memory serves me right, due to Iesid) to help make whole.
Worst personal achievement: Lost 2 of her 3 most precious items at the time for something she threw away afterwards.
Proudest moment: Being awarded a reri wo esityi medal by Chakrasul
Most shameful moment: When Omei stripped Azarae of her tattoo and denounced her as Her artisan (Or it was 'mask' as artisan, unsure if there is a distinction between the two) throughout all of Sapience for having left on a whim, rather than thinking it through.
Secret dream: The ability to dream once more.
If they could make one wish: The ability to control time, so she may undo past mistakes that she regrets.
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Azudim, Mixed Race (Human Father & Kelki Mother)
Gender: Female
Guild/House: Syssin
City: Spinesreach
Congregation: Chakrasul
Birthplace: Village of Kald
THE LOOK
Hair: A haphazard mess of black curls that falls chin length
Eyes: Grey
Height: 5'-0"
Build: Lean
Clothing: She tends to favor clothes for their practically and ability to blend into the background. Her current outfit is a black leather bodysuit with a fur lined coat
Tattoos: One on her right forearm
Piercings: None.
Scars: A chain-like scar that wraps around her left hand
PERSONALITY
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Strengths: Resilient, Charismatic, Social, Intensely Curious, Avid Collector of Experiences, Semi-Loyal
Weaknesses: Impulsive, Motivated by her own Wants and Needs, Manipulative, Conflict-Averse, Craves Affection/Attention, Stubborn
Attitude: 'What's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine too.' 'As long as my heart beats, I thrive.'
Morals: Free-wheeling and footloose, rules tend to go in one ear and out the other. She does not allow much to get in the way of living life.
Hobbies: Journaling, Weaving, Day Dreaming, Gambling
Best way to piss her off: Speak down upon the living. Tell her no.
Best way to get on her good side: She loves people who are interesting or odd as they make for the best stories. She also enjoys wagers and secrets.
FAVORITES
Color: Black and Gold
Skillset: Subterfuge
Ability: Evade
General Ability: Racial Revive
Location: Atop the apex of Old Mara, Before the Winterbreeze Inn, & Tcanna
God/Goddess: Loyal to Chakrasul, Girl Crush on Omei, and interested in Severn
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Seurimas
Tattoo: Boar
Artifact (don't have to own): A mantle of dissolution, Skull of Divining
Animal: Fiery wolf pup named Zurati
Item owned: dusky violanthe thigh chains (given to her by Maeve), a length of jade and onyx prayer beads
Memory: Any memory where she gains acceptance from another
Drink: Whisky & Tea
MINDSET
Goals: To become Chakrasul's Chosen
Ambitions: To experience life with no restrictive expectations
Idol: Maeve & Feirenz
Best Friend: Validan, Tetchta, Taye, Tala
Friends: Lenoriel, Eoros, Kalena, Wjoltyr, Aeryx, Taj
Allies: Seurimas, Inkh, Pietre, Darrah, Gatny, Ardent
Acquaintances: Elene, Kaiara, Whirran, Roux
Best personal achievement: Gaining the favor of Chakrasul
Worst personal achievement: Running for a political office
Proudest moment: Chakrasul smiling at her
Most shameful moment: Anytime she has to enact Malice on someone she cares about
Secret dream: To find her younger sister who she has been separated from for years
Lores: 'If you cannot make it, fake it', 'Memories are a sacred resource', 'Know when to surrender', 'How to keep composure while terrified', 'Grasp your own desires regardless of the consequences', 'It pays to be prepared'
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Minotaur
Gender: Male
Guild: Teradrim
City: Bloodloch
Order: Ivoln
THE LOOK
Hair: Dreadhawk, has whitened over time
Eyes: Slate grey
Height: Tall
Build: Exceedingly tall and gaunt
Defining Features: Horns scarified with Carnifex and Earthen imagery
Clothing: loincloth, armored vest, technicolor desert shawl
Tattoos: Carnifex tattoos, crossed hammer and halberd between the eyes
Piercings: None
Scars: Ceremonial scars of the Exalted, otherwise innumerable
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Indomitable, Loyal
Weaknesses: Subterfuge, Politics
Attitude: Determined, and solemn with streaks of humor
Morals: Nothing is wrong that protects the Pillars or is the will of the Father
Pet Peeves: Unfairness
Best way to piss me off: Be good at running away
Best way to get on my good side: Give it a rock
FAVORITES
Color: Black
Profession: Wrath of Azvosh, Councillor of Ash
Profession Skill: Terramancy Hammer
General Skill: Discernment
Location: Bashing
God/Goddess: Ivoln
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Mjoll
Tattoo: Owl
Artifact (don't have to own): a weeping helm of blackened iron
Commodity: ores
Animal: Screm
Item owned: wyrm-headed crozier
Village/forest/region: Fortress Town of El'jazira
NPC: Gruxxmal
Memory: Sentencing and Subjugating a Sorcerer King
Song: Oblivion
Drink: Whiskey
MINDSET
Goals: Titan
Amibitions: Earthen
Nemesis: Valorie >:{
Rival: Taj/Valorie
Best Friend: Kurak/Taj
Idol: Mjoll/Ivoln
Best personal achievement: Wrath of Azvosh
Worst personal achievement: Choking in every duel/tournament
Proudest moment: Carnifex Knighting
Most shameful moment: Shameless.
Secret dream: Become Earthen
If I could make one wish..: Adherent of Earth T_T
Slightly outdated art:
Character Name: Akrios (no last name for now)
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Tsol'aa
Gender: Male
Guild: Sentinels
City: Duiran
Order: Haern
THE LOOK
Hair: Inky-black, and slicked back from his face
Eyes: Hazel, very slightly slanted
Height: 6ft-ish
Build: "Athletic" - not overly muscular, not scrawny
Defining Features: Dunno if he really has any defining appearance features, yet. A scar over the bridge of his nose, I guess.
Clothing: Pants, sentinel medallion. Sometimes shirt (not usually), sometimes shoes (whenever I replace them after decaying)
Tattoos: Nada, yet
Piercings: None
Scars: See above
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Honest (to a fault at times), loyalty (in many forms)
Weaknesses: ...Too honest, sometimes. Penchant for daydreaming.
Attitude: A bit sarcastic (ok a lot), often to the point of annoyance for many. Makes a lot of puns... Also to the annoyance of many.
Morals: As Haern says, "Morality has no place in the Wilds." Nature can be far crueller than any mortal. Also not making promises that one can't keep.
Pet Peeves: Willful ignorance.
Best way to piss me off: Being pissed off takes too much effort. He's more likely to annoy, than the other way around.
Best way to get on my good side: Make fun of Iesid. He does it all the time.
FAVORITES
Color: Blue (the specific hue is a secret)
Profession: ¿Que? This isn't Imperian. (Tidesage tho)
Profession Skill: ^ (Wavebreaking Harpoon, because the deathsight is amazing. And Permafrost.)
General Skill: Uhhhhh... Campfire.
Location: FOIG. One thing that won't be publicly divulged!
God/Goddess: Haern, obviously.
Guild Master/House Head (all time): No favourite.
Tattoo: Chameleon
Artifact (don't have to own): Wings, hands down.
Commodity: Obsidian
Animal: Wolf, white wolves specifically. Which is what his own would be, if it weren't obscured by mist and lightning.
Item owned: Salt staff
Village/forest/region: That'd just give away his favourite location!
NPC: Technically not in-game right now. Maybe soon
Memory: At the moment? Probably meeting Ixmi. Or joining Haern's order finally.
Song: Quiet
Drink: Strawberry milk
MINDSET
Goals: To actually get off his (my) ass and learn Tidesage properly.
Amibitions: To see Kalavar
Nemesis: Too much effort to have one of those.
Rival/Best Friend: Ixmi for both (meant in the best of ways, of course).
Idol: Uhhh. Doesn't have one.
Best personal achievement: So far, joining Haern's order
Worst personal achievement: Outside of group pk, every one of his deaths has been to something really dumb (see below for an idea)
Proudest moment: Too cheesy to admit here, ngl
Most shameful moment: Most of his sect fights lost are because of forgetting something important. Like forgetting to re-ink tree, or restock mending/decongestant (rip).
Secret dream: As above, the one thing he presently wants is to have Kalavar among the Guardians.
If I could make one wish: Make Shaman Great Again
Quotes (OOC, mind you, but I feel they're applicable to him, also the Wilds):
"Everybody dies. Some just need a little help."
"To entertain doubt, is to dance with death."
"Should you be found wanting, death shall be your sentence."
"Assumptions are the mother of all fuck ups."
Very edge, I know.
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Djeirani (technically)
Gender: Girl
Guild: Teradrim
City: Bloodloch
Order: Ivoln
THE LOOK
Hair: A shock of straight plum-black hair right on top
Eyes: Violet
Height: Not tall. Somewhere in the neighborhood of 5'4".
Build: Thin and angular
Defining Features: Chitin and oh god why are there so many eyes!
Clothing: Headscarf, sherwani, tunic, breeches, boots. Belt made of bone-links. Random shinies because Djeirani obviously.
Tattoos: soulstone clenched in a gauntleted fist from her Carnifex days
Piercings: None
Scars: Ceremonial scars of the Exalted on her palms
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Writing good posts, shouting good shouts, being clever and tricksy
Weaknesses: Ego
Attitude: Varies. Leaning more heavily toward seriousness lately.
Morals: Devotion, Piety, Purity
Pet Peeves: Whirran
Best way to piss her off: Disrespectfulness
Best way to get on her good side: Acknowledge Ivoln is the best.
FAVORITES
Color: The ruddy gold of blood-soaked sand
Profession: Hand of the Earthen Lord, Shaper of the Earth, Security Minister
Profession Skill: Apocalyptia Reckoning
General Skill: Weaponry Returning
Location: Mhojave badlands
God/Goddess: Ivoln
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Mjoll
Tattoo: Bell
Artifact (don't have to own): A tiny, crystal-encased singularity
Commodity: Ashes
Animal: Screm
Item owned: a macabre link of bleached bone
Village/forest/region: Mhojave badlands
NPC: Itzel
Memory: The resurrection of Azmogol or becoming Hand
Song: The Dirge
Drink: Liquid is impure
MINDSET
Goals: Earth stuff
Amibitions: Earth stuff
Nemesis: None of you are important enough
Rival: None of you are important enough
Best Friend: Ivoln
Idol: Ivoln
Best personal achievement: Hand of the Earthen Lord
Worst personal achievement: That stint as Carnifex Commander (in absentia)
Proudest moment: Becoming Hand of the Earthen Lord
Most shameful moment: What's shame?
Secret dream: Earth stuff
If I could make one wish...: I wanna ride Azmogol and have a screm familiar
(Web): Abhorash says, "Nerds."
(Web): Abhorash has left your web.
Alela's Affirmations
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Duamvi Troll
Gender: Girl
Guild: Templar
City: Enorian
Order: Damariel
THE LOOK
Hair: dark reddish hair in a short military cut and grey hair peppered throughout
Eyes: gold
Height: Monstrous in size, eight feet
Build: Thick and hardy, Fine Trollish musculature
Defining Features: Missing arm replaced by a god-magic infused armor arm
Clothing: custom Templar uniform, aforementioned magic arm, vestments of the Varouk-saad, Damariel's manacles, prayerbeads
Tattoos: the Havothi triangle, omei tattoo
Piercings: None
Scars: battle scars, lash marks on the back, Duamvi melding scars, ritual scars from Ethne's order, a bloodied brand of a slender handprint
PERSONALITY
Strengths: zealous shouting, forging, brewing
Weaknesses: stubborn
Attitude: pious fury, resolutely focused
Morals: piety, liberation at any cost, dragging a reluctant world into the age of dawn
Pet Peeves: complacency within the Light
Best way to piss her off: Have any number of slaves
Best way to get on her good side: Fight for the freedom of those around you, show dedication to the purpose of the Light
FAVORITES
Color: Purple calms her, but her favorite color to wear is blue
Profession: Captain of the Enorian Guard, Knight-Sergeant in the Templar, Envoy of Truth to Lord Damariel
Profession Skill: Templar combat and being vaguely intimidating
General Skill: Forging
Location: Enorian
God/Goddess: Damariel
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Kalena Emerson
Tattoo: starburst baybee
Artifact (don't have to own): forging hammer
Commodity: steel
Animal: Doggie.....
Item owned: an anointed forging hammer of the Godsmith
Village/forest/region: Iron Hill/ Moghedu
NPC: Saebi, Rhulin
Memory: Forging Damariel's prosthetic leg alongside Lady Ethne
Song: A vague tune that she can't quite remember emanating from somewhere deep in the memory of her Duamvi
Drink: Sewer Grate beer
MINDSET
Goals: Liberation of all enslaved peoples
Amibitions: to get her mitts on a double banded manta blade
Nemesis: Whirran
Rival: I don't know what she has one
Best Friend: Sryaen
Idol: Sir Syvelium
Best personal achievement: Godsmith
Worst personal achievement: Penitent of the Templar order
Proudest moment: becoming the Envoy of Truth
Most shameful moment: Again, Penitent of the Templar
Secret dream: She's too Himbo to keep secrets
If I could make one wish...: No slaves........
THE ESSENTIALS
Race: Djeirani Idreth
Gender: Female
Guild: Syssin
City: Spinesreach
Order: Iosyne
THE LOOK
Hair: White, knee-length, pale blue/mint/cyan hints near the ends - floaty and nearly weightless, keeps it braided with a weighted cord.
Eyes: Left natural eye is amethyst, right eye is a constructed gemstone one emitting shadowy wisps
Height: Without heels, about 4'7". She always wears heels.
Build: Trim and curvy
Defining Features: The color-shifting frost that crawls over her and sublimates away
Clothing: Black, barely modest, fishnet and chains. 2008 Hot Topic. Cool shadow cloak.
Tattoos: Iosai crossed fists at her neck, a few dath
Piercings: None - yet
Scars: None notable
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Loyal, courageous, bold, proactive, sincerely kindhearted, generous, selfless
Weaknesses: Lighting-fast temper, untactful, holds grudges fiercely, sincerely kindhearted, can't let provocation go unaddressed
Attitude: Icy exterior to strangers and enemies, from professional to outright glacially hostile. To friends, warm and teasing. To children, especially street kids, ferociously protective.
Morals: Freedom for all, no system of authority should be used to oppress those beneath it. Eye for an eye, if not the whole damn head. Protect the disadvantaged.
Pet Peeves: Hurting or exploiting innocents, especially kids. People talking crap. Being pulled out of phase.
Best way to piss her off: Throw an eye sigil
Best way to get on her good side: Entrust her with something
FAVORITES
Color: Violet and amaranth
Profession: Mask of Artifice
Profession Skill: [redacted]
General Skill: Lock picking
Location: The chess garden in Spinesreach
God/Goddess: Iosyne and (shh) Damariel
Guild Master/House Head (all time): Seurimas
Tattoo: Starburst
Artifact (don't have to own): her Shadowcloak
Commodity: Elemental Ice
Animal: Snow leopard
Item owned: intricate fractals of frost
Village/forest/region: Any of the tundras
NPC: Lemaen
Memory: A particularly fateful farkle match with Feirenz
Drink: 'Seeing Stars'
MINDSET
Goals: Dismantle or reform oppressive governments, particularly Djeir's. Protect the world from Ohlsana. Make life better for street kids.
Amibitions: Senatorship
Nemesis: The list of grudges is long.
Rival: Maeve
Best friend (and husband): Feirenz
Idol: Severn
Best personal achievement: Night Markets
Worst personal achievement: Idk there's a few
Proudest moment: [redacted]
Most shameful moment: Being tricked into helping Benedicto kill Fei
Secret dream: To be utterly undetectable
If I could make one wish...: Every Eithaga member and Djeirani noble wiped out.