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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">''Have a hook idea? Let me know! I love RPing with and meeting new people. Shoot me a /tell first, if only to make sure I don't miss you! Chat scroll gets OP sometimes.''</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">''Have a hook idea? Let me know! I love RPing with and meeting new people. Shoot me a /tell first, if only to make sure I don't miss you! Chat scroll gets OP sometimes.''</div></div> | ||
| − | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ <b> | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ <b>Wannabe Librarian</b>. ''Tsyring has a passion for books. Histories, bestiaries, novels, particularly well-written smut, she reads it all. Perhaps she's reading something of interest..?''</div></div> |
| − | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ <b>New In Town</b>. ''She looks a little lost. Perhaps more than a little lost, though she's not quite willing to admit that. | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ <b>New In Town</b>. ''She looks a little lost. Perhaps more than a little lost, though she's not quite willing to admit that. Her sense of direction could use a little work - perhaps she ends up somewhere she ought not to.''</div></div> |
| − | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '' | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ <b>Professor Ashheart</b> ''She's recently found herself teaching a class at the prestigious Iron Phoenix Academy on Aetherology. Perhaps you've heard of it, or perhaps she's escaping from the campus to grade her papers in peace.''</div></div> |
| + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''Have an idea? Let me know! ^.^''</div></div> | ||
<div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Character Lore Adherence'''</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Character Lore Adherence'''</div></div> | ||
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Quiet as a mouse, this vertically-challenged dragon-woman often scurries about from place to place, seeking anything from ancient stories to bleeding-edge arcana that she can get her dusky fingers on. When not hiding in a library somewhere, she can be found sneaking about in places no Au Ra of her size should safely be doing so - old ruins, ancient libraries, areas humming with the darkness of the void, and the local tavern.
Long, tarnished silver locks drape haphazardly over ashen shoulders, often masking a pair of bright, curious lavender eyes that seldom find their gaze torn from the pages of a book, preferring to hide behind the dark, circular rims of her spectacles. A pair of pointed ears barely peek beyond the wavy cascade of hair, strewn with black metal piercings that dangle with ethereal chains and trinkets. Constellations of white freckles dot her cheeks, and the corners of her perpetually painted lips seem to always curl into the slightest little smirk. Usually garbed modestly, she dresses like she should be planted among stacks upon stack of books - and if she has her way, that's just where she'll be. Long, obsidian nails tip her fingers, and a myriad of eldritch tattoos wrap around her arms and shoulders, hidden just beneath the silken garb draped around her lithe form.
There is a strange air of experience about this small Xaelan woman, out of place among her younger appearance.
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Tsyring carries herself with a reserved, though often busy, air, appearing flustered more often than not despite whatever truth there may be behind her thoughts. She's decidedly introverted, but has no trouble striking up a riveting conversation about the intricacies of the void and the nitty gritty details of the complex arcano-arithmetic equations involved in calling upon a simple carbuncle - though it's normally the results of such that leaves her hesitant to break the ice.
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