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<li>'''Dravanian-Born, Ishgardian-Raised'''<font style="color: #a3bcd1; letter-spacing: 0em"><br> | <li>'''Dravanian-Born, Ishgardian-Raised'''<font style="color: #a3bcd1; letter-spacing: 0em"><br> | ||
The first nineteen years of her life were spent among her tribe until the rite of passage to fully establish herself along the path to becoming their high shaman led her to a life-changing discovery. This discovery had her fleeing from her homeland. She was found in Coerthas by an Ishgardian who later took her on as his ward, tempering the savage with knowledge of literature and etiquette.</font></li><br> | The first nineteen years of her life were spent among her tribe until the rite of passage to fully establish herself along the path to becoming their high shaman led her to a life-changing discovery. This discovery had her fleeing from her homeland. She was found in Coerthas by an Ishgardian who later took her on as his ward, tempering the savage with knowledge of literature and etiquette.</font></li><br> | ||
+ | <li>'''The Tempest'''<font style="color: #a3bcd1; letter-spacing: 0em"><br> | ||
+ | Dravania. It has been the birthplace of many a creature steeped in magick, not the least to mention are the later generations of the legendary Dragons. From a land so rich in age and aether it is understandable how a tribe of Miqo'te that call the land their home came to bear the very kit who eventually became the Tempest of the Midnight Pearl. V'lyria is a scion of elemental ferocity and raw magick, weaving aether as an artist paints: both fluidly and effortlessly. Constrained only by the ordinances of nature and her respect for the power upon which she draws, few are as well-versed in elemental conjuration and fewer still can put the potency behind casts that she manages; as with most magi, she does have a specialization which is Storm magick (specifically: Wind, Lightning, and Water).</font></li><br> | ||
<li>'''A Glamorous Sorceress'''<font style="color: #a3bcd1; letter-spacing: 0em"><br> | <li>'''A Glamorous Sorceress'''<font style="color: #a3bcd1; letter-spacing: 0em"><br> | ||
The art of destructive magick comes second nature to this Miqo'te who weaves aether as an artist paints, fluid and effortlessly - and while there are laws in place that govern the forces she wields she also largely ignores them, choosing instead to obey the call of nature as opposed to the ordinances of man. Few are as well-versed in elemental conjuration and fewer still can put the 'oomph' behind it that she manages. She has woven the ability to Glamour her form in closely with her casting, taking on various appearances to suit which element she is presently attuned to; it is no difficult feat to identify this diminutive glass cannon on a battlefield.</font></li> <br> | The art of destructive magick comes second nature to this Miqo'te who weaves aether as an artist paints, fluid and effortlessly - and while there are laws in place that govern the forces she wields she also largely ignores them, choosing instead to obey the call of nature as opposed to the ordinances of man. Few are as well-versed in elemental conjuration and fewer still can put the 'oomph' behind it that she manages. She has woven the ability to Glamour her form in closely with her casting, taking on various appearances to suit which element she is presently attuned to; it is no difficult feat to identify this diminutive glass cannon on a battlefield.</font></li> <br> | ||
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'''Notable Markings:''' There is a tattoo of a stylized Dragon at the base of her neck, often hidden by high-backed collars and her own hair.<br> | '''Notable Markings:''' There is a tattoo of a stylized Dragon at the base of her neck, often hidden by high-backed collars and her own hair.<br> | ||
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'''Vocal Quality:''' A smoky timbre softens her voice, which has a smooth Ishgardian accent with thick, throaty Rs and broad intonation that adds an exotic spice to her words. The eloquent and often overstated manner in which she speaks suggests a sophisticated tutor in the common tongue. ( Voice Claim: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQbLU2t0axE Monica Bellucci] ) | '''Vocal Quality:''' A smoky timbre softens her voice, which has a smooth Ishgardian accent with thick, throaty Rs and broad intonation that adds an exotic spice to her words. The eloquent and often overstated manner in which she speaks suggests a sophisticated tutor in the common tongue. ( Voice Claim: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQbLU2t0axE Monica Bellucci] ) | ||
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''The flames that consumed the chieftain died down amidst roars and whoops of joy, grief turned to hope in remembrance of the dead - and indeed, in anticipation of her future return.''<br><br> | ''The flames that consumed the chieftain died down amidst roars and whoops of joy, grief turned to hope in remembrance of the dead - and indeed, in anticipation of her future return.''<br><br> | ||
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− | Such were the legends of the Dragon tribe's beginnings and their lost Queen. Whether there was any truth to it or not was lost to the millennia, with no written record save for the ancient arrangements of stone and carvings in the tribe's home cavern which alluded to some few details of the tribe's history. Indeed, so removed from the myths were the tribe that they operated on tradition rather than faith, partaking in their rituals simply because their predecessors taught them to, living life as carefree and calm as if they were naught but trees bending to the breeze; only the oracles held fast to the spark of hope, wizened queens with minds expanded to openness regarding aetherical whimsy. And only the oracles raised their spirits in anything other than absolute apathy when a girl-kit was born bearing a curious mark at the base of her skull in the shape of a dragon curved double, the night unseasonably stormy and the animals of the forest unnaturally loud.. | + | Such were the legends of the Dragon tribe's beginnings and their lost Queen. Whether there was any truth to it or not was lost to the millennia, with no written record save for the ancient arrangements of stone and carvings in the tribe's home cavern which alluded to some few details of the tribe's history. Indeed, so removed from the myths were the tribe that they operated on tradition rather than faith, partaking in their rituals simply because their predecessors taught them to, living life as carefree and calm as if they were naught but trees bending to the breeze; only the oracles held fast to the spark of hope, wizened queens with minds expanded to openness regarding aetherical whimsy. And only the oracles raised their spirits in anything other than absolute apathy when a girl-kit was born bearing a curious mark at the base of her skull in the shape of a dragon curved double, the night unseasonably stormy and the animals of the forest unnaturally loud.. |
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'''Mature Player (''21+'')'''<br> | '''Mature Player (''21+'')'''<br> | ||
− | I do explore the less PG side of the roleplay spectrum (Mature / Dark / ERP) within reason so long as those themes are communicated upon beforehand, and most often I prefer that these themes coincide with relevant story lines.<br><br> | + | I do explore the less PG side of the roleplay spectrum (Mature / Dark / ERP) within reason so long as those themes are communicated upon beforehand, and most often I prefer that these themes coincide with relevant story lines. '''I will not engage in erotic roleplay with anyone under the age of 18.''' <br><br> |
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