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Post by ℊℓоω on Feb 5, 2021 19:37:46 GMT -5
" make yourself at home "
↬ joining
Before posting a character form, please check to be sure no one else has claimed the slot you desire. I can sometimes be slow to update front pages, so it might be worth just asking on the main page before going through the trouble of creating a character. It will also be good to give me a chance to check in with you about the character's motivations, secrets, etc. because you could be uninterested once you learn more. To be clear, though, these motivations and secrets are subject to change. I'm completely happy to plot with everyone about what is going on, so just let me know if you want to change anything.
Anyway, also remember that you can do whatever you want with your character (within reason). Give them whatever background or abilities you want. That being said, try to fit the theme of what's happening. You can make your character talk like Jar Jar Binks but the novelty of that might wear off quickly lol. But do whatever you want.
Also! Don't worry too much about detail in forms. I know a lot of people hate them, and if you're one of those people, you can fill them out in list format. Just give us the key information (but don't spoil any secrets). If you do like forms and want to use them to develop a new character, go for it. There is no minimum or maximum amount needed. Pictures are optional of course.
Lastly, try to keep chatter on this page to a minimum. Main page should be the place for plotting, chatting, etc.
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Post by ℊℓоω on Feb 5, 2021 19:41:41 GMT -5
" make yourself at home "
↬ NAME
▸ Character Slot || gender || age || sexuality
Description of physical appearance and attributes (hair color, build, etc), species if relevant, and any unique abilities, if relevant.
Description of personality, background, etc.
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Post by ℊℓоω on Feb 5, 2021 19:44:44 GMT -5
" make yourself at home "
↬ SABIEN
▸ The Vampire || male || 320 (Looks early thirties) || bisexual
Physical Appearance:
- Uncomfortably tall, the type of tall that makes life difficult. His legs splay out in front of him when he sits in most chairs, which isn't helped by his casual posture. He would probably have back pain if he were human, and bad knees. Anyway, his tallness doesn't make him look particularly intimidating, at least not in a he's-looking-to-fist-fight kind of way. He has broad shoulders and long limbs, but he is very thin and moves with a slow grace that makes it seem like time moves slower for him than for anyone else.
- Manly men be damned, Sabien was never particularly interested in wearing baggy long shirts and fifty shades of brown. He likes to seek out the zest in life. And that zest is manifested in the form of earrings which adore his pale ears. And clothes of mostly black, but with the occasional detail, like bright blue thread or some pattern, hell throw some lace on there too. He's a man who's very secure in who he is.
- Pale skin, dark hair, eerie blue eyes. These are the type of traits that would have Bella Swan running home for an angsty Yahoo search. This is a man who looks very vampiric. It's a wonder people don't run when he walks their direction. Alas, as Sabien himself would tell you, humans always fail to trust their gut instinct for the sake of being polite.
- Long face, heavy brows, lips daring themselves to smirk.
- ...
Personality Description:
- Chaotic bad. Not quite evil. He does occasionally stop to pet a cat or toss a coin to an orphan child. He is more sensitive than he lets on. It's just, after a certain number of centuries, one begins to see the comedy in life. He's hard pressed to feel too sorry for anyone, especially when he knows their existences are fleeting.
- He leads a life defined by boredom. Skipping from one hamlet to the next, hoping to encounter something that might send a jolt of feeling through his cold, dead heart.
- List item 3
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Post by ℊℓоω on Feb 5, 2021 19:44:56 GMT -5
" make yourself at home "
↬ KASKAA
▸ Sorcerer's Daughter || female || 23 || heterosexual
WIP WIP WIP
Petite build, about five foot two ("though she be but little, she is fierce"). Tanned skin, green eyes, long reddish brown hair. Slender build, rounder hips than bust. Wears a brown leather corset embroidered with flowers over a natural linen dress. Leather boots, wears hair half-up. Pretty face w/ almond shaped eyes and prominent brows.
Assertive, cocky, flirtatious, extroverted, fiery, adaptable. Magical, but her magic relates to potion making. She knows how to collect herbs and other ingredients to make powerful concoctions.
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Post by 𝓑𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫 ♥ on Feb 5, 2021 21:01:16 GMT -5
briar's save
big WIP
character 1. kings men. name undecided. female. deer fae. archer. tracker. creature of the forest. mercenary at home in instability; uncomfortable with domesticity, as such has a habit of ruining her relationships. sarcastic. bites. keeps people at arms length. warm brown skin, freckles, antlers, willowy frame (ya know, deer-like), big brown eyes. mostly human in appearance.
character 2. the sheriff. name undecided. just a dude. idealist. ambitious. nosy. has a complex about being able to right things. former thief/grifter who ended up as the sheriff sort of as an accident. shoulder-length white-blonde hair he usually ties back in a messy ponytail.
" make yourself at home "
↬ VARISHA IDRISI "the stag"
▸ the kings man || female || 24 || bisexual
yo she's just a were-deer now, which has to be maybe one of the most un-intimidating shifters. you can imagine why she's got complexes about being perceived as strong and independent.
Description of personality, background, etc.
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↬ LAUREL JARVELA
▸ the sheriff || male || 25 || bisexual
Description of physical appearance and attributes (hair color, build, etc), species if relevant, and any unique abilities, if relevant.
chaotic neutral, used to be a grifter who sold cursed and useless artifacts, did some time as a thief, well-versed in the language of the criminal underground. ended up as a district sheriff completely by accident. apparently he was too good at grifting and grifted his way into a job. and it paid well and was more stable than being a fence. is still flying by the seat of his pants. manages to be a half-way decent sheriff because he's run with sketchy crowds for most of his life. so, really, the law was outsourcing.
Laurel is charismatic and warm. He exudes the charm of a friendly ginger cat. He is curling around your legs and inviting you into his home. This jovial pretense disguises his sharp wit and manipulative disposition. Most of his relationships have secondary motivations. He's usually scheming, though it exhausts him. All he wants to do is think less. To relax at a lakeside, or something, and work on projects that are meaningful to him. He has a habit of picking up hobbies.
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Post by Brownie on Feb 6, 2021 1:44:13 GMT -5
brownie's characters " make yourself at home "
↬ Kahva an Rahkas "Kas"
▸ King's Men || Male (He/They) || 27 || Pan
Kahva an Rahkas goes by many names. On the Divine plane of his birth, only friends and family would use the familiar "Kahva", while formally he would go by his earned title "Rahkas". But here, on the mortal plane, he answers to the shorter "Kas" or, on paper, "Lavender". Kas has pale skin with freckles down the backs of their arms and across his back. His eyes are grey. Their hair is blonde, darker at the roots and fading to light highlights at the ends. His hair is naturally curly and somewhere just before shoulder-length. Long enough to hang down, but not enough to tie back. His features are narrow, but soft and rounded, they don't have many harsh edges to his frame or his face. Kas' appearance looks human at a glance, but can be quite unsettling once you realize everything is just slightly... off. His face is perfectly symmetrical. His eyes are slightly too small, too rounded. His cheekbones are too flat and connect too far back on his skull. His ears also are pushed back and tilted upwards, curving to points. His legs are slightly too long for his body and his fingers too long for his hands. Kas' disproportionality puts them right at the cusp of the uncanny valley, close enough to easily pass for human, but far enough away from that to understand that something about him is not quite right. He is always a bit.. eccentric with his choice in outfits. For him, nothing is quite right without the appropriate hat or gloves or shoulder cape. He prefers pastels and muted, light colors. He is usually wearing a pale-yellow shirt with darker fitting pants --with plenty of pockets-- and tall boots. Their cape is an over-the-shoulder pin, white with a golden border and black curling embroidery.
Kahva an Rahkas is a Divine. He hails from the Divine plane, a mirrored reality that touches the Middle plane at some points. He often misses the Divine plane, but while he endlessly complains about the Middle plane, they still haven't left despite having no real reason that they couldn't return whenever they wished. As a Divine, Kas has some innate connection to magic, particularly light magic. This connection isn't very strong, often only enough to light a candle or make a stone glow unless the conditions (moon cycle, closeness of the planes, what he last ate) is exactly perfect for the spell. He also retains some of the Divine truthsense, though ironically the truthsense works best for small lies and ancient mythos rather than anything helpful.
Kas is a creative problem-solver. Logic has no place in his decision making process, and his Divine perspective often leads him to think outside of the box in rather unpredictable ways. He would also rather solve a problem using wit rather than brawn, but would rather endure physical pain than any degree of mental or emotional stress. He cannot stand embarrassent or humiliation, even secondhand. They have a surprising amount of strength, as most of their mass is in his Divine form, which isn't physically expressed. He is also decent enough with a sword, though most of that knowledge is in showy sparring and fencing. He abhors violence and will avoid conflict as much as he can. Surprisingly, he makes a good mediator and confident; he doesn't care enough to divulge secrets, and his personal disgust of conflict and secondhand emotional stress leads them to often intervene and diffuse. Kas is selfish to a fault. There is very little in this world that can make him see outside himself and his own priorities, though he has no qualms aiding others when their goals align with his own. They are quite vain, believing the Divine are superior to all else on this plane. This makes Kas hard to tolerate sometimes, but can make him easy to manipulate. He looks down on anyone and anything from the Middle plane. Even the language is ugly to them, and he isn't very fluent in common despite living here for almost a decade now. He often supplements his lack of fluency with Celestial, and has a habit of removing verbs from sentences to mould the grammar closer to his native tongue. But however aloof he holds himself from the middle plane, he is curious about its workings. Though he is quick to toss out anything that isn't to his standards, he figures himself on a quest to find the beauty in this plane (however sparse it may be). Though what he considers beautiful is seemingly random to the other non-Divines, and he can never explain his logic without long asides into Celestial poetry, senseless analogies and current moon cycles. Kas is utterly determined to find the treasure for the king, though they are closed-lipped to the reasons they are so dedicated. What he will say, however, is that he's been working under the king for years now and has the king's own ear. He is normally an accessory to court, but he was asked personally to take on this mission and venture off to the hamlet alongside Varisha. Why? Because they're the best man for the job, of course, and someone has to make sure the treasure makes it to the king's hands. Unlike the Divine, the races of the Middle plane are so quick to succumb to greed after all. He also finds he has a morbid curiosity over the murder in the town. They've never talked to a murder before, and so makes it a goal to help the investigation where he can under the condition that Kas would be able to speak to the murderer once they were caught.
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↬ Lachlan Conway
▸ Inkeep's Daughter || Female (she/her) || 20 || Hetero
Lachlan is tall and lanky. She was told that soon, perhaps, she'd grow a woman's figure like her mother's: with curving hips, a strong back, a cupid's bow smile. But none of that has come to pass and she still looks more like a growing teenager than an adult. Lachlan, however, has learned to adapt. She has straight, dark brown hair that waves at the last few inches, which she leaves down, reaching almost to her waist. She helps hide the sharp angles of her face with light touches of cosmetics, along with shadowing her eyes to highlight the bright hazel. Lachlan often wears long, colorful gowns that complement her height and loves weaving thin ribbons through her hair.
Lachlan is curious, bubbly, and always welcoming of strangers. A massive extrovert, Lachlan has grown up at the inn and its constant stream of interesting patrons, and loves prying their stories from around the fires late at night. She may be horrible at remembering her history and math lessons, and is absolutely horrible with directions, but she never forgets a face. She can be impulsive, however, often promising more than she can realistically give. Lachlan just wants to be helpful. Besides this, she is optimistic to a fault, believing wholeheartedly the best of everyone. Her determination to be helpful is a double edged sword, but her hope in the world is admirable if a bit foolish. However, the recent events of the town have shaken her. While death is never far in this dangerous world, outright murder and now two disappearances are too close to her home to write off as something happening to someone else somewhere far away. She finds herself becoming wary of the travelers; there's talk among the town that one of the townspeople are behind the murder. Lachlan is desperately trying to push against her fear and cling to her childhood naivety, even as the grim details of the investigation start to line up.
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Post by willowflower on Feb 6, 2021 14:29:12 GMT -5
" i am but an entertainer "
↬ Metamorph
▸ Shapeshifter || Nonbinary || Late 200's || Pansexual
aliases: "jadeite," "citrine," and "turquoise" Affectionately known as "Shifty" by friends, this shapeshifter creates and discards names as quickly as they do faces. They've forgotten their original form, if they ever had one. Each new iteration is carefully designed and crafted, first sketched on paper, then each feature lovingly etched into their face before a mirror. They're a strange being, carved from clay, brought to life by a lovestricken creator. Of course, after falling in love with life itself, they went off on their own way and left their creator behind, carving themself a new face whenever the whim arises.
Despite their ability to change their shape, they are unable to change their size - a massive, colossal thing of a person, towering taller than most humans. Technically they can make themself even taller by stretching themself out lengthwise, but that is terrifying and no one wants that. Mostly they stick towards a shorter, thicker stature, one round and friendly and approachable, one with a kind face and soft features. They can squish their body into animal shapes as well, but they're not as good with those and can often leave a very uncanny impression on their rather horrified audience.
As a person, Shifty is sweet and kind and mischievous. A bringer of chaos, if you will. Not only an entertainer, they seek to be entertained, and often will bring about that entertainment themself with pranks galore. They will impersonate and lie and deceive, they have no qualms about doing that. They also like surprising people with cookies and puppies and small acts to make them smile. Consequences are a thing of little consequence. Life is long for them, the relationships they make lie shallow and meaningless to time unless the other person lives as long as they do. Thus, they cherish the few close friends they have, and will do anything with or for them.
Shifty is, at heart, an artist. An entertainer. They create characters, whose masks they then wear to put on a performance to delight and shock and horrify. They play music and sing songs and tell stories around the hearth. Who is Shifty, at the heart of it all? Is Shifty but the masks they wear? Is their identity intrinsically linked to how other people perceive them? Will they ultimately lose themself in a character, in some mask that finally, perfectly, fits? These are questions Shifty has thought about for a long, long time.
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↬ Arden
▸ Sorcerer's Apprentice || Trans boy || 15 || Asexual
Arden is but a tiny lad, standing at four foot two and thinner than a rope. His face is long and angular, with skin a brown darker than cedar's bark. He has sharp, dark brown eyes and an aquiline nose and a mouth a little too big for his face - by conventional standards, a homely lad, yet features so distinct you'd probably remember them. His hair is black, thick and curly, often with frizzy fly-aways or unruly cowlicks depending on how his pillow shaped his locks that day. Buried in the palm of his hand is a dark silver coin engraved with a simple hummingbird design, the veins running through his palm slowly turning black.
Of course, the form that most people see him in will be one of a hummingbird - specifically of the black-chinned variety. This creature's form, born from the stolen artifact buried in the flesh of his palm, bears a back of metallic green feathers and a black, almost violet throat. Its beak is curved and ebony in hue. Over time, this creature has embedded itself so far into Arden's body and psyche that his human heart now beats faster, his belly starves for nectar, and he sleeps so deeply he practically plummets into hibernation. Arden can transform into a hummingbird at will - at this point, it is indeed his preferred form. However, his transformation is linked to his mental state - some days Arden screams and blinks unwittingly into a hummingbird. Other days he can hardly change from one to the other.
Despite his small stature, he will fight you. He is not afraid to bite, and will cheat and break the rules of combat to survive his next fight. After all, he does not pick his battles well, which often lands him in far more trouble than it's worth. Still, he has his pride, and that, along with his keen intellect and stubborn drive, are some of the only things he really has left to lose. He's slow to trust and quick to anger, on the defense and looking for the ulterior motive. Arden struggles to keep his emotions in check, and often feels the need to have the last word, to poke and prod and provoke until he gets the attention he craves. Like most teenagers his age, Arden's default state is grumpy with a dash of angst - and, of course, hopelessly dramatic. He has a violent fear of drowning.
Arden grew up on the streets of some nameless city, a street urchin with nothing to his name but the pilfered clothes on his back. He took on a name of his own and survived on scraps and stolen trinkets, reading books and spells hungrily in the dim lamps of bookstores and libraries, practicing simple levitation with fumbling fingers, until one day he stole something far too precious and powerful to lie in the hands of a simple street urchin - and indeed, this enchanted artifact, a simple silver coin, burned its way into the palm of his hand, weaving itself into Arden's very being. Arden ran his way right into a strange sorcerer who, upon looking at this odd little boy who taught himself magic, decided, why the heck not. Let's teach this boy some magic properly this time.
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↬ Cyril Conway
▸ Innkeeper || Male || 52 || Bisexual
Cyril is a stocky man, with a fair rugged face and dark brown hair braided back. He has a layer of stubble lining his chin and a scar across his crooked nose. There are smile lines and deep-set wrinkles beginning to appear around the corners of his eyes and mouth, signs of years of laughter. He has an impish smile and a youthful gleam in his eye despite his age. He carries a cane to help him walk, though sometimes his back aches enough for him to turn to a wheelchair. A large hoop earring hangs from one pointed ear.
This innkeeper has a kind and gentle soul, one that takes care to listen to your stories. He's loud and jovial, enjoying a good dad joke and the latest bawdy tale. His soft heart urges him to take in runaways and youths kicked from their homes, and often acts as a fatherly figure even to the oldest elf. Cyril has a welcoming attitude and takes care to lighten the inn's atmosphere to make for a comfortable place to take refuge. Of course, Cyril emanates much chaotic energy, and may do inane and ridiculous things in order to liven the place up a little.
Despite his kindness, Cyril does not consider himself wholly good. He has a bit of fae running through his veins, and although his appearance and age is mostly human-based, he still abides by many traditional rules of the fae: he does not lie, does not go back on promises or deals, and he will speak in confusing riddles and proverbs. Morality is a made-up construct and death is inconsequential in the cycle of life. Cyril does consider most of his "kindness" comes from his human half, and even then he ponders the true impact of it. He mostly does things for his own benefit - if it happens to benefit others, good for them!
Now, Cyril was not always the kindly innkeeper most see at the bar. Cyril has undertaken many deadly assignments in his youth and adulthood, from carrying secrets across borders and blackmailing the most powerful people in the land. He did not mind it much, being a neutral agent, but at some point his human heart fell in love with Lachlan's to-be-mother. And also he snapped his back in half falling from an angry tree and nearly died so he figured it was time to find a new line of work. The inn was a place Cyril adopted, having made a foolish bet with the inn's original owner. Cyril won. The owner didn't take the deal seriously. Cyril did.
Ever since then Cyril has crafted a nice little life for himself, still cataloguing and harboring secrets. These are different kinds of secrets, though - ones of heartbreak and grief and love and hope. Sometimes Cyril makes use of these secrets as he can, puppeteering meetings and dealing in drops of information, just to see how the ecosystem of town life changes. Cyril sometimes thinks about the power behind the seemingly small position he holds, how he disappears into the background and thus is discounted when it counts the most. How he can just poison the wine and kill everyone in town in a single night. Sometimes, it's a rather tempting thought.
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Feb 6, 2021 16:53:11 GMT -5
" make yourself at home "
↬ LAKOTA
▸ the bounty hunter || male || appears to be in his mid to late 20s || heterosexual
To all others, Lakota appears to be rather nondescript; he is only slightly taller than average height, reaching about 5'9" to 5'10". His hair is a dark brown, peppered with a bit of silver here and there, and the beard that grows along his jawline, over his mouth, and down his neck is of the same color. His skin is a warm, sun-kissed brown. The only remotely strange thing to Lakota is his eyes; they are a startling color, almost as brilliant as a the sky itself; a glittering, shifting blue that seems to peer into someone's very soul.
In reality, however, Lakota's appearance is drastically different. He stands quite tall, well over six feet. His skin retains its sun-kissed coloring, but in several places, scales appear - running the length of his spine, down his arms, over the backs of his hands, and his fingers. These scales seem to shift in color often, reflecting a blend of ebony and deep green that is often difficult to pin down. At the top of his skull, sweeping backwards in a elegant arch, are two pairs of horns, with the smaller set sitting just behind the large set. These horns are of a similar color to the scales, although they tend more towards a black similar to that of a starless, moonless sky. His eyes retain their blue color, but are decorated with silver, gold and onyx flecks, and his pupils have a more reptilian shape to them. Extending from his shoulders is a pair of wide, magnificent wings; the flight membrane is a pale silver, almost see-through, while the joint surfaces are covered in more of the green-black scales. Aside from that, however, there is a light dusting of feathers along the wings - a silver so pale it is almost colorless. His hair darkens to almost black. For his own personal reasons, Lakota keeps his appearance tightly glamoured and hidden - a process that is rather draining and sometimes difficult to maintain. The people who have seen his true form - well, they're few and far between. Even fewer have seen his full shifted form.
Lakota's personality is best described, perhaps, as solitary. He's a lone wolf at heart, and doesn't usually interact with others outside of his job or when he is on a case. This is not necessarily unusual for dragon shifters, but Lakota seems to take it to another degree. He has few, if any, friends. He is entirely dedicated to his work, and has a strong sense of morals. He isn't afraid to fail or refuse contracts if he believes another path is necessary. He's wickedly intelligent, highly observant, and quite sarcastic to boot. He's slow to trust, highly wary of everyone and everything, and can have a rather bleak outlook on life, leading him to come across as pessimistic. His loyalty is fickle, centered mostly on himself and his own survival, but it isn't unheard of for Lakota to take someone under his protection temporarily. He's eternally a wanderer, never staying in one place for very long. Few things have ever captured Lakota's attention, and nothing has ever inspired him to start setting down roots. Only time will tell if that will change.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Feb 9, 2021 12:59:31 GMT -5
" make yourself at home "
↬ NAME
▸Alfie || Male || around 23 || Bisexual
Alfie is a tall, well muscled man thats skin is tanned from years out under the sun. He stands at about 6"5' when he isn't standing up straight, although there are times when he walks with just the slightest of hunches... especially when he is around the other townsfolk. He quickly took over his mothers business the moment he was large enough to do the heavy work around the house and because of this, his stocky appearance became even more muscled from years of lugging heavy things around. He has freckled skin, particularly on his cheeks, the back of his neck, and his arms. Basically, anywhere that can't be easily covered by clothing. He has thick, spikey, auburn hair that becomes lighter and more red during the summer months when it's hot and humid out. He has hazel-green eyes that already have crows feet around them, because despite his unfriendly exterior he really is constantly smiling around the ones that he loves. He has plenty of old, now small, scars on his hands and arms, and a bit of an obvious one that runs through his right eyebrow.
Alfie is extremely guarded outside of anyone in his "inner circle." At least when it comes to the people in the town, considering that his mother was the outcast in the town. It's not that he believes that everyone is out to get them, but his mother truly believed this and due to this his social skills are... well. Stunted, at best. He is quiet by nature, preferring to take the metaphorical back seat in conversations and really not putting his input in much unless he's truly pushed for it. After returning to the town, he is more talkative, having built at least some social skills after having to interact with folks after the disappearance of his mother. He isn't particularly happy about returning, but he convinced that someone here knows about where his mother is. ════════════════════════════════════════════════
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Post by ℊℓоω on Feb 24, 2021 17:56:00 GMT -5
" make yourself at home "
↬ DECLAN ROMAIN
▸ Local Farmer/Stable Owner || male || 28 || bisexual
- Owns a farm near town which he leased from Kellan Reve
- Honest, good-natured, private, tender-hearted but reserved
- WIP
- About average height, 5'10,"
- Dark/warm skin, sun-lightened hair, blue eyes
- WIP
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Feb 25, 2021 14:49:30 GMT -5
save" make yourself at home "
↬ Gwyneth Reve
▸ the victim's daughter || she/they || appears mid-20s || pansexual
The Reve's were always known to be a mysterious bunch. Gwyneth's father had brought her to this home approximately four years ago for an unknown reason, but she seemed content enough with their situation. Their strikingly unique elvish appearance told all people that they had come from a land very far away, yet they were not planning on leaving any time soon. Sometimes an unheard language was quietly spoken between Gwyneth and her father and although having many secrets, the two were very kind souls. She knew her father was a wealthy man who owned much of this town, but to her it was nothing irregular considering their origins. However, it is unknown if the information they gave to the townsfolk was ever true: who they are, where they came from, and what their purpose is.
Gwyneth is an average height reaching around 5'7" and has a somewhat sleek body; however, her arm and leg muscles have become more toned over the years. Her skin tone is a soft white-to-grey-to-blue mix depending on lighting and definitions. Some townspeople joked about her 'lighting up' at night, as her skin is slightly reflective of the moon. Her eye-colour is a whitish blue which matches her skin tone. There was a rumor that she might be blind, but it seems that her hearing enables her to do anything even if she was. Along her whole body has extremely faded outlines of a white rune-like tattoo that appears to be more noticeable at night time. All of Gwyneth's facial bones and protruding bones are extremely defined and pointed which is likely as result of her elf-like features: her nose, ears, cheeks, jaw, elbows, collarbones etc. are very pointed, and her limbs are long and bony. She tends to keep her silvery hair cut short, usually just above her shoulders, while having two long-stranded braids falling on the sides of her face. She has two piercings in each ear with small silver hoops and one whitish feather. Although Gwyneth tends to wear hunter's gear and a hood to shelter her face, after her father's recent murder she has been a lot more distraught and messy with her appearance.
The first year or so that Gwyneth arrived to town with her father, she was known for being extremely quiet and would only speak to her father. As time has passed, it seems he's taught her the language of the town and she now communicates with those that she has to; her accent is thick and almost German-like, but much softer. She has been very kind to the townsfolk although being a quiet girl, she tends to help anyone who needs it and is always very appreciative of help received. It appears that she is very caring of animals and small-children as well. Some have suspected that she knows how to use minor magic spells, but nothing extraordinary has ever been seen from her. Her normal personality is very calm and collected, but since her father's death she has been much more outward in trying to figure out what has happened. Gwyneth was her father's guard dog in a way, or a follower of sorts, and now that he has been murdered a large part of herself is missing. Albeit not fully understanding his business in the town, she wishes to find what happened and avenge him. She's been very talkative as of late which may reveal more about her past life. Gwyneth wants to trust all the townspeople as most of them seemed very kind to her and her father, but is hesitant about the whole situation. Not to mention, she's received more dirty looks. Either way, the inn is a comfortable spot for her to receive information.
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