Difference between revisions of "Aelorelle Vallancourt"
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− | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia"> | + | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">Perhaps the most unlikely to win her affections, the Xaela's endearing devotion to his friends warmed her to him following nights of more carnal interaction. Alrik was transfixed by the nature beneath her physical allure, and found himself pressed to keep by her side for reasons he could not explain. Aelorelle shared in his affections. Offering he and his party temporary shelter with Crown, Alrik and company decided to make her establishment their permanent home, further solidifying a future between them. Conflicted with her growing feelings for the Dotharl, Aelorelle thought to distance herself, but decided against it upon realizing his absence pained her. She confessed her love for him, and he for her. Though their relationship is a minor point of contention for other Dotharl, the pair keep each other close and rely on another for more than the profit of their business partnership. Alrik once pleaded his lover to refrain from Black Crown contracts lest she fall, but her reply is always the same, even if the wording might change. "You go nowhere I will not follow." </div> |
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− | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia"> | + | | <div style="font-size:11px; font-family:Georgia">An original member of Alrik Dotharl's traveling party, the Miqo'te earned her name for the gold of her hair and the warmth of her nature. Those who meet are are taken with her innocent outlook on life, for mercenaries are oft world-weary in their line of work. The pair took a quick liking to one another, witnessed in battle in the way they constantly look to ensure the other is there. Though once they were attached at the hip, C'iana has recently gone missing, a likely contribution to Aelorelle's quiet disarray. </div> |
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Revision as of 03:28, 22 July 2017
Aelorelle Vallancourt "Whiskey in a teacup." About
“As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” Unblemished and unmarred, the proprietress is regarded unassuming at first takes. Her eyes glimmer as ametrine stone, a lucid violet rounded in a thin trim of gold and framed in lashes dark and long. Peering down to a host of cheekbones pronounced and high, her contours cut a desirable profile. Her jaw is sharp and prominent, shaping her pointed chin whilst her high brows curve humbly. All at once, her features are sharp and soft, pronounced and slight. A straight nose shyly turns its tip upward, and the lips beneath are plush and bowed. Partial to simplicity, her lips are stroked over with a colorless gloss as opposed to the darker rouge amongst the peerage. A lengthy, fussy silvery mane is tied in a lower ponytail by a daintily tied ribbon. The tresses taper just to the back of her knees, coiling in loose, vague curls at their ends. A source of contention for some and awe for others, her barbed ears are painfully indicative of mixed heritage. Though her success abates the racism from her doors, she is aware of its continued propagating beyond her home. Though a frail child, burgeoning curves produced between the cusp of maturity and womanhood remained and swelled. Despite her trimmed, taut stomach, some have boasted the Half-Elezen is blessed with a matronly figure from Nophica herself, possessed of a noticeably rounded bosom and ample hips. Largely considered bodacious with a saturating charisma, the "Lady of the Crown" is a woman well aware of her curvature and naught of shame for it. Scars & Markings: She has a pinkish line of discolored skin spanning from her navel from the underside of her breasts to ilms beneath her belly button. Voice: Husky, singsong, chirping. Aelorelle adopts several tones depending on the situation, though typically hers composes endearing inflections and a muted, smoky tinge. Clothing: ---
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It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.
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