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Name:

Lucille

Meaning “Light”

Age:

57 Years

Gender:

Female/Woman

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Tribe/Kingdom:

Mirathiel Kingdom

Role:

Member

She works as a minor baker for the kingdom, supplying those of her area with tasty treats and pastries.

Desired Role:

Content. She wouldn’t change it for the world.

Thoughts on the Nymoriav Tribe:

She… has a lot of conflicting thoughts on the neighboring tribe. Many of which she can’t seem to make up her mind on. She wants to believe there is good to be had within the elves, but last “experiences” cause her to hesitate in actually believing that. She just hopes that this truce will stop the bloodshed… for her family’s sake.

Appearance:

Credit to Crowesn on Picrew for Image. Do note that it is not entirely accurate.

Lucille is a lovely young fae, as beautiful as crystalline waters and as gentle as a summer’s breeze. She stands at the fair height of 5’4”, towering over few and looking up to many. Her form boasts a soft yet strong physique, neither truly overwhelming the other. A more lean build forms the basis of this, with evenly divided muscles that never overload anyone area. Such a design allows for a more streamline image, designed for dexterity for both ground and aerial movements. The addition of longer legs – despite her shorter stature – adds to this feel, even if they have just slightly more length than her torso. Her skin is of a “creamy” tone, a blend of more pale and tan aspects. A burn scar runs across her left calf, earned from actually from a more recent battle prior to the Union. This area is noticeably darker than the rest of skin, possessing the standard “reddish” pigment seen on similar injuries. Due to its newer presence, a limp has become evident in her walk cycle causing her to favor the use of her wings. However, it should be noted that this does not make her incapable of swift motions such as running. It is simply worn out faster than her uninjured one, and prone to experiencing pain after some time. But, she never allows this pain to slow her down, so long as her family doesn’t push her to rest that is. A bunch of small scars reside on her hands, all from accidentally nicking herself while working in her baker’s kitchen. The claws that extend from these hands are long like any fairy’s, but slightly dull for her kind.

Two pairs of wings sprout from this fairy’s back, their span being around double the length of her body. Their general shape is akin to those of monarch butterflies, but lack in their icon colorations and patterns. Instead, the membrane of the wing takes on a more dragonfly-like appearance – being nearly completely see-through aside from the standard connections, which stick to the more butterfly-like approach. Under the sun, these wings become almost prismatic and shimmer in all sorts of different colors depending on how the light hits them. Towards the edges, however, the membrane takes on a bluish tint – becoming translucent and relinquishing some of its prismatic aspects. Despite their heavy ties to insects, these wings actually move more like those of a bird than anything else. As one would expect, the membrane of these wings is quite frail and easy to pierce if one has a sharp enough object. Not that such a thing is much of a feat. Such injuries are not easy to repair, and take a long time to do so if there is any hope of her recovering in the first place.

Luci’s face embraces a distinct feminine structure, following the “guidelines” of appearing soft and approachable. Its general shape is that of a heart, causing this softer look to form. Her cheeks are naturally soft and seem to have a slight near-constantly flush to them. Her chin, as one would expect, ends in a more rounded point than anything else. Long and pointed ears protrude from the sides of her head, the standard size for her species with no real extraordinary factors to them. Though, their tips are noticeably tanner than the rest of said ear. Her lips are neither plump nor thin, and latch onto a more natural creamy tanish-pink. Basically a slightly darker version of her skin tone. Though, do not expect to see a consistent skin color here. Patches of flour or dough are quite a common sight on her face. Long lavender locks of hair stream down from her head, the strands being mostly straight but a tad more curly towards the “perimeter” of them. Its part is right leaning, though not by much. The majority of her “forwards” hair and bangs are typically turned into brains across her forehead, a favored style of hers. Three brains form up the right side, oddly enough, while only one is ever present on the left. Some leftover bangs (all being too short for the braid) flow down in front of her ears. These bangs reach the very end of her neck, despite being incapable of joining the hairs forming her braids. That and she simply appears to like it that way. Her eyes are of an almond shape and are incredibly expressive, often “upturned” in glee. The irises take on a purple hue, like any wielder of air’s would.

The clothing of this fae is considered to be more modest than anything else, fit for a “commoners” lifestyle without looking terribly cheap. An ordinary appearance, if you will. Nothing too eye-catching. Even her “fancy” wear carries this feel, looking quite simple compared to those of other fairies. The only real noticeable aspect are the holes all her shirts and upper-sections of dresses contain – being there merely to allow her wings to spread out from. Her working clothing is a standard “baker’s” uniform from medieval times. It consists of the common long dress made from fine linen. Its upper portion is the usual tan color, with a small bit of white wrapping around its collar. The actual “dress” portion is that of a dark brown. A white apron is placed overtop this dress, wrapping around her mid stomach region and extending well past her knees. Both her dress and apron are coated in stains, with the apron naturally having the most. Short leather boots top off the outfit, thin enough to not overheat while working with ovens but thick enough to protect her feet. Outside of work, the fae tends to wear a variety of long sleeved shirts – pink the most frequent of these colors. All of these shirts contain gold lacing around their hems, collars, and the bottom of their sleeves, the patterns varying between the shirts. For a more casual appearance, tan pants are paired with these shirts while various skirts are used for a “fancier” one. These skirts are always of a solid color, with a good amount of them having stains from her baking in her free time. The same short leather boots are paired with both her casual and fancy outfits. However, she does wish to save up and buy some taller heeled boots in the future.

Not many accessories are worn let alone owned by the lavender haired girl, both due to her lack of desire for them and the inability to get many. A maroon shawl is one of these accessories, worn almost strictly alongside her working outfit. It is rather short in both front and back, mainly wringing around her shoulders and neck like a sort of scarf. The only time this is paired with one of her casual outfits is during the winter months. Long “stick” earrings run through the middle of both her ears at a slant. These piercings are made of gold and are kept in place by “balls” of the same material on the sides of her cartilage. These were gifted to her on her 48th birthday. The final accessory she owns is one she holds most dear. A golden necklace fit with a pendant of gold-encased sapphire loosely hangs from around her neck. This necklace originally belonged to her mother, and is said to be a family heirloom passed down to various women within a specific bloodline. She knows very little about its significance, but believes it to be truly something special.

Lucille’s voice is best described as soft and “peppy” by those that regularly interact with her. Its tone is seen as consistently upbeat, though its form does vary by a lot. This voice can range from energetic to cheerfully mellow, depending on the situation. Though, a more friendly one with a hint of shyness is the one most commonly adopted when dealing with newcomers. Those who hear it say that it was hard for them not to smile at its lovely melody, but not impossible. Its pitch, while certainly on the higher end, is not rough on the ears – being nowhere near the “ear piercing” noise some others can emit. The volume depends greatly on the circumstances, but usually sticks to an “inside voice” when feeling more neutral.

Personality:

Kind || Sweet || Usually Mellow || Excitable At Times || Sociable || Passionate || Perfectionist || Hard Worker || Early Bird || Bit Too Creative || Observant || Easily Embarrassed || Generous || Helpful || Strong Sense Of Adventure || Incredibly Stubborn || Immensely Curious || Naive When Curious || Has Her Wise Moments || Surprisingly Insecure || People Pleaser || Bit Of A Pessimist || Easily Overwhelmed

“The war has scared us all, in some form or another. What cause there may have been isn’t present now.”

{Kind, Sweet, Mellow, Excitable, Sociable}

{Passionate, Perfectionist, Hard Worker, Early Bird, Creative, Observant, Easily Embarrassed}

{Adventurous, Stubborn, Curious, Naive, Wise Moments (will not turn back once she finds interest in something and often gets in trouble because of it)}

{Insecure, People Pleaser, Pessimist, Easily Overwhelmed}

Elemental Gift:

A slightly late bloomer of the Air element.

Explanation of Gift:

{Word(s)}

Being what is considered a somewhat niche gift, this young fairy was bestowed with the ability to direct small currents of air (which stem from larger existing ones) to wherever she pleases. This capability is mainly used for her pastries, where she separates warm currents from cold currents to better prepare her creations. It is this power that causes her breads and various deserts to be so fluffy.

Strengths:

+ Baking

+ Agility

+ Flexibility

+ Hard Worker

+ Creative

Weaknesses:

- Stubbornness

- Insecurity

- Any Form Of Combat

- Frail Wings

- Weak Left Leg

Crush:

Open for much plotting. I am really in the mood for some romance for whatever reason.

Mate:

None

Kin:

Open for some siblings and cousins. Possibly for her father as well.

Affiliations:

Open for mostly anything.

Other:

- All those that have tried her pastries have expressed how unusually fluffy they are. Most just can’t be enough of them!

- Lucille was raised by her single father, her mother having died due to the war. It was always her mother’s dream to open up a bakery, so her father made it a reality after her death. She hopes that her pastries and breads are making her mother proud.

Name:

Bodhi Kazan Ariti

Age:

53

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Bisexual, with no preference

Tribe/Kingdom:

Nymoriav Tribe

Role:

Scion

Desired Role:

Content, for now

Thoughts on the Mirathiel Kingdom:

Bodhi honestly doesn’t really care, as long as they aren’t getting in his way. He is content in his home, and is honestly just wishing that they could’ve found peace a different way. As long as no one tries to become his new best friend, he’s fine with any sort of interaction and intermarrying as one wishes.

Appearance: [Detailed Description: 2-3 paragraphs]

(Credits to pack 258906)

Despite his human nature, Bodhi walks with an aura of a demon, or some other dark and unsettling form. When walking the streets, he is often avoided by young ones, and even some of the older children hang back at his seemingly ghastly presence. His skin is pale, almost deathly so, and despite nearly every moment of the day he walks the streets, but the sun seems to barely touch his ghostly flesh. His porcelain skin is something he prizes, obsesses over, even. He takes great care to keep his hands unmarred as possible. His back is nearly covered in scars, but he never speaks of where he gained these. He seems to thrive in the moonlight, when he stalks the streets, seeming even more devilish than he does in the sun.

His eyes are the colour of bitter coffee, dark, and unyielding, framed by strangely feminine eyelashes. He has high cheekbones, and a jawline sharp enough to cut diamonds. His dark hair is cut raggedly, longer on the top, and cut close around his skull on the sides. He has a lean, muscular build, and stands around 5'10. His shorter stature leaves people uneasy, wondering if his height is going to leave him at a disadvantage to them, or whether he will use it against them. He often speaks in a low, raspy voice, which doesn't quite seem to match his face, nor his age. His lips are round and full, a dusky rose colour. Despite the fact that they are often turned down in a frown, when he does smile, it lights up his whole face, causing one small dimple in his left cheek to appear. He is rather self-conscious of this feature, and this is a tiny part of the reason he normally chooses to keep his emotions hidden.

Bodhi dresses quite classily, in dark fabrics, often accentuated with gold or silver designs stitched in, such as paisleys (his personal favorite), roses, and feathers. These threads are usually hidden amongst the dark ones, causing the light to seemingly sparkle off the black and dark grey threads, which adds an air of mystery that he likes quite a bit. He has a tattoo on the back of his neck, a crow in flight, and a tiny sun on his right thumb. He has no piercings or any other man made marks upon his body, besides his scars. He normally stays as covered up as he can, in suits to rival Armani. Bodhi is rather broody, and often his face shows no emotion, besides a bit of a frown.

He walks with a slight limp, due to a childhood injury, and is highly irritated at this. He tries to act as though it doesn’t pain him at all, but once one knows him well, it is easy to catch the slight grimaces, and flashes of pain in his eyes.

Personality:

Bodhi isn't really that well known by anyone. He's mostly closed off, and those who don't know him well are eager to spread rumors.

Often described as cold and ruthless, Bodhi is willing to do almost any job for the right amount of money. He is rather manipulative and conniving, and is keen to let others know that he is in control of any situation. He is quick witted, and always has a trick up his sleeve, unless he's with someone he trusts with his life. He isn't a huge fan of trust, and will exploit almost anyone for his gain. Despite this, he is fiercely loyal to those he does love and trust, and once his trust is gained, it is not easily broken.

Bodhi is normally aloof and indifferent, hiding his true emotions behind a cool façade. However, he holds grudges close to his heart, and vengeance is practically his hobby. There isn't much you can do to rattle him, besides strong emotions. If someone is crying, or honestly feeling anything too strongly in front of him, he gets skittish and unwieldy. This stems mostly from his traumatic childhood, and he struggles with the fact that he doesn't really feel anymore.

One of Bodhi's biggest fears is mirrors. As a child, he learned to dislike his own appearance, and although he takes great pride in it now, he prefers to do as much of it as possible. This fears also comes from his uneasiness with how mirrors distort images, making him on edge with how appearances are not always what they seem.

Bodhi sometimes comes off as paranoid and lost in his own mind, he is good at riddles, problem solving, and is quite the perfectionist. When he finds his crowd, he is slightly more easy going, but for the most part, he prefers to be left with those select few, rather than in a group setting.

Elemental Gift:

Fire

Explanation of Gift:

Strengths: [Minimum 3]

-Smart-

-Sharp Witted-

-Loyal-

Weaknesses: [Minimum 3]

-Perfectionist-

-Judgmental-

-Easily jealous-

Crush:

Open >:D

Mate:

None

Kin:

Open

Affiliations:

open

Other:

“I just love hearing educated people speak, and just shut everyone up. Knowledge is always the loudest voice.”

❥ Name (Full)

Sunniva Katka Aldalómë, The Royal Eden of Naida

❥ Name Pronunciation

(su-NEEV-uh CAT-kuh al-dah-LOO-me)

❥ Nickname(s)

Katka-for anyone around her station, Sunny-for only CLOSE friends

❥ Sexuality*

It doesn’t really matter to her, she has Aesthetic Attraction. If you’re pretty, she’ll like you.

❥ Gender

Female

❥ Pronouns

She/her

❥ Appearance

Katka, like is expected of her race, is considered exquisitely beautiful, especially in her own country. She is frost, starlight, and ebony. This young woman is tall, nearly standing at six feet tall. Her build seems slender, but she is strong and lithe. Her skin is pale as snow, and flawless, with no scars that are visible, and no tattoos or man-made marks. Her face is eye-catching, with high, sloping cheekbones, and it's gentle oval shape. Her eyes are dark, and wide, and attempt to give her a more innocent look, but it does very little to change her. Their true colour is unknown, it always seems to be changing, though most agree that they are a very dark green. Katka's eyelashes are long and full, framing her dark pools of eyes. Her cheeks are full and bright, and always dusted in blush to add some colour to her ever-so pale flesh. Her lips are almost too thin, but are always painted blood red which helps make them seem like they have more body. Katka's most prominent feature is her long, dark hair. Nearly black, with small hints of lighter colours, it hangs past her slender waist in heavy braids. Often, she weaves in shining silver threads to add a shimmer to her hair, which draws even more attention to them. She also enjoys weaving the braids around her head in a crown braid.

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The young princess is very quietly stylish. She dresses in the proper clothes of her country, mostly dark green and black gowns, and this is the fashion that she prefers. The heavy, dusky fabrics also serve to keep her warm in the colder climate of her parent's kingdom. These dresses are very detailed, almost like a steampunk sort of design. The layered skirts serve well to hide the wool petticoats and silk stockings that are so necessary in the blustery moors of her world. The dark colours accentuate her pale skin, and give her a somewhat ghostly appearance. In the spring and summer, her heavy wool and near black clothes are exchanged for purples, and the colour of new leaves. She will also weave lilac fronds into her hair, in place of her heavy crown. Her hands are delicate and smooth, and are often bedecked in silver rings and bracelets. Consistently, she can be found in a pair of bracelets that link her fingers and wrists with delicate chains, and dark red gems deep set inside. As part of the royal family, she always wears an intricate, delicate tiara that is made of harsh leaf shapes, and rubies that seem to drip down her forehead.

She loves to have animals with her, and consistently keeps a black kitten with her, sometimes draped around her neck like a stole, sometimes resting imperiously in her arms, sometimes playing in her skirts, but she is rarely seen without him. She is very protective of him, like a mother bear. She had a royal jeweller create his collar, which is made of precious stones, mostly opals and diamonds.

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“Strong women don’t have ‘attitudes.’ We have standards.”

❥ Likes*

-Dancing-

-Beautiful things-

-Violin music-

-Books-

-Banquets-

-Red Wines-

-Half-truths-

-Young Ones-

-Animals-

❥ Dislikes*

-Hot Weather-

-Jokes-

-Most foods-

-Hugs-

-White Wines-

-Mirrors-

-Travelling-

-Writing-

❥ Strengths

-Pretty-

-Brave-

-Gentle-

-Loyal-

-Smart-

❥ Weaknesses

-Arrogant-

-Dark-

-Harsh-

-Overly Practical-

-Impatient-

-Judgemental-

“It is better to let everyone think you are stupid, then to open your mouth and remove all doubt.”

❥ Personality

Katka is a shrewd, cunning young lady. She uses her beauty as an advantage wherever she can, and thrives off of positive attention. She loves to read, and spends lots of time in the library, trying to improve her mind, and prepare herself to be a good ruler. She is very gentle, and adores caring for the wounded or younger ones she knows, especially her siblings. She is a bit vain, which has led to her further arrogance, and the dislike of some of those around her. Even so, she can be sweet to those she likes, and can be a very loyal, loving friend. She is confident, and earnest, always trying her best to engage with people she deems to be worth her time. One of her biggest priorities is spending time learning about her kingdom, and readying herself to be a fair, likeable monarch, who understands her people and the way that they live. Occasionally, she will go into the streets of the kingdom, and talk with her subjects, mostly the merchants and traders, but sometimes she will spend time with the less well-off individuals. She also likes to sit in with her parents when they listen to the petitions of their subjects, listening and learning from her wiser elders.

Even so, Katka is hardheaded and stubborn. Her unwavering nature makes her seem stuck-up and unwilling to compromise. She is arrogant towards those she doesn't like, and will go behind people's backs if she thinks it would be of any benefit to her kingdom. She will tell half-truths, or boldfaced lies, and forget them immediately, carrying on with her day as if they never happened. She has a dark, cold sense of humour, and a sharp tongue. Due to her harsh wit, she may come off as too much, too blunt and crass. She really doesn't mean to. Normally, at least. If she feels at all threatened, she will not hesitate to use whatever she can to put herself at ease again. She gets jealous easily, and can be manipulative when she tries to be. Because of her stubbornness, Katka is often reckless and inflexible, often making decisions just to spite people who have gotten on her bad side. She is quite impulsive, and judges quickly, though she is quick to change her mind again. She also comes off as shallow, because of her attraction to the aesthetically pleasing.

As a lover, Katka is wholehearted and delicate. She prioritises her partner's needs above her own, and pushes to make them constantly at ease. She would gladly sacrifice almost anything to keep her beloved happy, though she will always put her people first, which has led to ruined relationships before. Since she considers the happiness of her subjects to be her main priority, she often ignores her lover in the presence of anyone in a high place, but if she is quite infatuated, she may give up on her constant attention to the state of her country and life.

❥ Affiliations

Open, I desperately want her to have affiliations >.> PM me!!!

❥ Other

None

♥︎

I want to join but I don't tink I'll be able to write that much character description. I also get writers block alot but could I just come up with scenes and give ideas maybe? srry :(