Fantasy Lightning & Gold // Grishaverse & Gangs RP // CS (adv.)

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A few ground rules before we get started:
- This is an advanced RP, so 3+ paragraphs per post, please! English does not have to be your first language, but please use correct grammar and spellings if you can. If I feel that not enough overall effort was put into the character sheet, I reserve the right to reject it, but I will first make suggestions.
- Stay away from canon characters, please! As much as we all love Kaz and Nikolai, OCs only for this AU universe RP.
- Please post on the RP thread at least once every two weeks. Don't make me have to hunt you down for a reply. Three infractions of this rule will result in dismissal from the RP, though penalties will not apply to other RPers who are held up waiting for the offender’s reply.
- Realistic faceclaims only for all characters! No anime or drawings.
- Please note that this is a gritty and mature nineteenth-century RP, and as such certain prejudices may appear in the RP. Like hell, the Druskelle are basically professional witch hunters. However, no OOC bullying or bigotry will be tolerated.
- I know the CS is long, so feel free to stick your WIPs here until you can get around to completing them! At the same time, please note that any and all reservations will only be upheld for 72 hours, so please have the form completed by then.
- Only five Grisha will be accepted! In the Grishaverse, they're supposed to be something of an anomaly. Besides, it wouldn't be any fun if everyone were Grisha. First come first serve.

The Dregs {2/5}
- Indira Chadha
- Lovise Hexum
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The Dime Lions {1/5}
- Tala bint Esmail
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The Black Tips {0/5}
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The Razorgulls {2/5}
- Nels Kolbeck
- Elora Winslow
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Other Characters {1/∞}
- Jeong Nari
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The Grisha {4/5} (Note: Grisha may be members of one of the aforementioned gangs; these categories are not mutually exclusive)
- Tala bint Esmail (Healer)
- Nels Kolbeck (Squaller)
- Indira Chadha (Tidemaker)
- Jeong Nari (Inferni)
- Open!

Spoiler: Character Sheet

Full Name:
Name Meaning:
Nicknames: (include any code names here)
Gender:
Age:
Birthday:

Nationality: (Ravkan, Fjerdan, Zemeni, Kerch, Shu Han, Kaelish, or Suli)
Allegiance: (which gang is your charrie loyal to, if any?)
Occupation: (their specific job or role in the gang or otherwise)
Grisha Order: (leave blank if non-applicable; not all characters will be Grisha)
Skills and Weaponry: (or any profitable abilities)

Appearance:
Scent:
Height & Weight:
Body Modifications:
Physical Disabilities:
Faceclaim:

Personality:
Positive Traits:
Negative Traits:
MBTI Type:
Hogwarts House:
Moral Alignment:
Temperament:

Likes:
Dislikes:
Habits:
Fears:
Hobbies:
Mental Disorders:

Family:
Backstory:

Sexuality:
Relationship Status:
Crush(es):
Past Partners:
Turn-Ons:
Turn-Offs:
Dominant or Submissive:

Playlist:
- as many as you’d like
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[Aviator]

Full Name: Tala bint Esmail Kassab
Name Meaning:
—Tala means “palm tree” in Arabic or “gold” in Persian
— bint Esmail (pronounced iss-mie-EEL) means “daughter of Esmail” in Arabic
— Kassab is an Iraqi/Syrian occupational surname meaning “butcher”
Nicknames: Due to Kerch and other settled peoples not understanding how Suli names work, Tala’s actual surname, Kassab, has been essentially phased out, as “bint Esmail” is commonly mistaken for her last name.
Her other nicknames include “Songbird,” "Doll," and her alias during jobs, “Blossom.”
Gender: Cisgender female
Age: Nineteen years
Birthday: September 16th, making her a (supposedly) practical Virgo.

Nationality: Suli (1/4 Kerch)
Allegiance: Dime Lions
Occupation: Publicly, Tala is a singer and piano player in some of the Dime Lions’ most renowned establishments, including the Emerald Palace and Kaelish Prince. Privately, she is a Healer who resolves on-the-job injuries in other Dime Lions that cannot be taken to a professional doctor due to the incriminating nature of how they occurred.
Grisha Order: Corporalki (Healer)
Skills and Weaponry: As aforementioned, Tala is a very talented musician and songwriter, having had years of practice performing in traveling Suli caravans. With minimal martial training and an almost comedic aptitude for clumsiness, she prefers improvised, largely skilless weapons such as crowbars, glass bottles, blinding powder, or—her favorite—a polo mallet. She finds the sport ridiculous and enjoys using the equipment contrary to its main purpose.

Appearance: Tala fits somewhere between an icon of traditional Suli beauty and petite, glamorous doll baby. Perhaps her most distinct and endearing feature is her diminutive height: She stands at a very intimidating 4'10" with a flat chest and other tiny proportions to match, oftentimes making clothes- and shoe-shopping a challenge. Nonetheless, that doesn't stop her from being one of the prettiest women around the Barrel. Her face is long and narrow, full of sharp angles, with high cheekbones tapering into a pointed chin. She has a constant fringe of bangs that swoops down over her forehead to minimize the length of her face. Her hair is thick and slightly wavy, but this effect increases dramatically with the summer humidity. Its color is such a rich midnight black that it gives the appearance of swallowing light. Tala almost always wears her hair down, so that it kisses her shoulders and frequently gives her a playful, schoolgirl disposition. Her eyebrows are long, dark, and the most fluid part of her face, the rest of her expression originating from their movement. Her eyes are big and almond-shaped and frequently ringed by dark eye shadow and liner on both lids, accentuating their darkness. They are the deep brown of fertile soil, but if one looks closely enough they contain warm flecks of red like desert sand. These eyes frame a bony, prominent nose that slopes downward just slightly at its tip. Tala's upper lip is spare and the lower one is full, and both of them pull frequently into a dreamy half-smile that looks equal parts hesitant and not entirely in sync with reality.
Her lips are often glossy with makeup, but she prefers inconspicuous, natural-looking shades, as to not compete with her dramatically done-up eyes. When she is performing, she prone to brighter, more colorful makeup. She finds the act of applying it both nostalgic and an outlet for creativity, often looking at her face as a canvas and enjoying the fun of coordinating it with her outfit. Although she was initially scandalized by some of the revealing outfits that Ketterdam women wear, she now occasionally enjoys wearing short dresses that expose knees and shoulders, more often than not with a playful print. But her fashion sense is definitely more girly than overtly sexy; she almost never reveals her cleavage, midriff, or thighs. Tala's outfits are rife with flairs such as bows, flounces, ruffles, and sometimes even laces. Unless she is performing or on a mission, she rarely wears dark colors or neutrals, preferring bold and bright colors. A true fashionista, jewel tones are her favorite. She loves wearing heels because they make her feel noticed and stylish, especially in the form of ankle boots or strappy open-toed sandals. Both on and off the stage, she always is very attentive to how she looks, simultaneously striving for a unique fashion sense and an appealing one. For those who are curious, she is left-handed.
While Tala is conversationally fluent in Kerch, she retains a Suli accent. Some of her vowels come out clipped due to Kerch having a more diverse array of vowel sounds than Suli, and unless she consciously thinks about her speech, she naturally tends to talk fast. Furthermore, her J's and L's are both soft and light, while her R's are rough and rolling. Her accent is less noticeable when she sings, which, given her mostly Kerch audience, is a thing of convenience. Her singing voice is absolutely melodic, a rich, explosive sound that comes from the solar plexus with a lot of operatic embellishments. Although Tala is naturally an alto singer, she can hit a range of soprano notes with relative ease.
Scent: In line with her Suli heritage, she wears a lot of jasmine fragrances, but she is also fond of cinnamon and coconut scents.
Height & Weight: 4'10" & 93 lbs.
Body Modifications: While Tala has been known to occasionally streak her hair blue or purple for performances, she doesn't make an everyday habit of it. Despite being an unofficial member of the Dime Lions, she does not yet have the tattoo, as she's a stage personality, and doing so would tip spectators off that she does more than just perform. The closest she has to a tattoo is a silvery star-shaped birthmark on her right knee.
Physical Disabilities: Slight cases of anemia and myopia, but not to the point of needing vision correctors. But due to anemia and being raised in a desert climate, she is almost constantly cold in dreary Ketterdam and bundles up to an almost ridiculous extent whenever she knows she's going outside for an extended period.
Faceclaim: The lovely Ritu Arya

Personality: Tala bint Esmail is a walking contradiction of a girl: More than anything, she simultaneously wants to be unique and special while also craving social acceptance and validation, and more often than not, these conflicting ideals clash with each other. Through her musical creations, she wants to have a significant impact on the world and leave a legacy in her wake. Conversely, her biggest fear is being ordinary and falling short of her dreams. When this happens, she takes it personally and sees herself as a failure; she is often her own harshest critic. She understands that making a living as a performer and financial success are often at odds with one another, but she will not be happy until she achieves both and is willing to do what it takes to get there. For better or worse, however, Tala is driven by her moral compass. She will not sink so low as to hurt others for the sake of advancing herself. As someone who grew up within the modest means of Suli traveling caravans, she realizes that material items can be taken or broken; thus, integrity is more valuable than any of those, and as such she believes this is the truest measure of a person's worth.
As such, Tala can be surprisingly assertive when something goes against her moral values. She has a backbone and a stubborn streak and will dig her heels in when others advocate for that which she sees as unethical, unafraid of ruffling a few feathers. Generally though, she's not aggressive; she's actually quite easy-going and upbeat until provoked. She's a bit of a smooth-talker, too, and will usually try to persuade others to see her perspective before getting swept up in a confrontation. More often than not, this fearlessness will take the form of bold, straightforward expressions of emotion. Tala speaks and acts and--most importantly--fights from her heart, and her emotions come from a place of authenticity. She sees anything less as dishonest and manipulative in nature. Her emotions usually come from a place of logic, and therefore she has good control over them, enabling her to use them for her benefit.
Perhaps ironically, despite seeing connived displays of emotion as immoral, Tala is a charmer. She will use charisma and timed flirtations to endear others to her. She is a true ambivert, with an affinity for talking and connecting with others, but unless she has a certain level of intimacy with them, she generally feels more comfortable alone. She often prefers a small, close-knit gathering of friends to large crowds and uproarious parties. She is simultaneously a hard worker yet lazy. Or more specifically, if an opportunity pertains to accelerating her career, or she has a specific goal to meet, then she will work tirelessly to achieve it. However, for everyday life chores that have little to nothing in the way of advancement, Tala is notoriously lackadaisical. Back-to-back gigs at different clubs? Check. Dishes piling up in the sink, an overflowing hamper, and unswept floors? You bet. When this girl is in "off" mode, don't ask her to do chores and expect results. She will call you a fool to your face and laugh you off. She's a touch impractical this way.
While Tala genuinely enjoys helping others, unless they're close to her, they're not her first priority. She retains a certain level of independence and expects others to, too. If she has goals to meet, people who want to encroach on her time will take a backseat. She lives life on her own terms and does not actively try to people-please. Some people might view this tendency as selfish, and they're not entirely wrong. Tala sees time as a priceless resource, and she's picky about how and whom she spends it on.
She has a constant inferiority-superiority complex due to a (sometimes unhealthy) tendency to compare herself to others. This is how Tala derives her self-esteem and gauges whether or not she does a good job of something; her competence next to that of other people. She gets a thrill from competition, which frequently motivates her when she's in a gloomy or lethargic slump. It's an "I'll show you" rush of energy that propels her to do better. Being the best at something cements the unique status she so desperately craves, and she most commonly channels this sentiment into her music playing and fashion sense. When she has a crush, she unintentionally finds herself competing with others to be seen as worthy in her beloved's eyes. She wants to be the most important or attractive person to her significant other, and when she senses this isn't the case, Tala is prone to jealousy.
Sadly, because she has very high standards for everything that she does, she expects abandonment when she does not perform at her best. Whenever meeting someone new who seems impressed by her, a critical little voice in the back of her head wonders how long it will take her to disappoint that person. For this reason, she will sometimes terminate a relationship prematurely just so that she can avoid being the one rejected, as this is an especial source of insecurity for her. Despite being the one to reject, if Tala still has feelings for that person (which will very likely be the case; her feelings are rarely fleeting), she will experience renewed jealousy if they find a new mate. And god help the poor soul who rejects her, because they've just made a lifelong nemesis. She wants the respect of the best people. In other words, if she sees someone else as unimpressive or mediocre, she doesn't really care about their opinion. She keeps low self-esteem at bay by pursuing those to whom she looks up and putting on a show for them. It's not uncommon for her to randomly burst into song and steal the show; she's a dramatic at heart, and bold expressions of romance are a sure-fire way to win her heart. Tala's envy may manifest in trying to expose the flaws of those who are naïve to deprivation or failure.
Of course, her hyper-competitive nature is not all bad; she has a passionate love for games of any kind, especially those that involve strategy. She craves mental stimulation and is easily bored by activities to which there is no greater purpose or don't challenge her problem-solving skills. Her sense of humor can be described as clever, with a fondness for eloquently-phrased sarcasm. She loves trying new things for the sake of novelty, and while she takes comfort in routines that are deeply rooted in emotion or nostalgia, most of the time she is bored by a predictable life. Tala is a deeply curious person and will dissect something just for the sake of seeing that which lies beneath the surface. She is adept at abstract reasoning to the point that she may be more deeply entrenched in fantasy than reality. She is an outside-the-box thinker who takes comfort in limitless possibilities and will not automatically dismiss a "ridiculous" idea if she sees its potential. As do many Suli, Tala has a penchant for speaking in metaphors, but because her Kerch is still on a learning curve, she frequently mixes Kerch metaphors or butchers them outright. She is an intensely creative soul, and as such she's prone to fanciful flights of the imagination.
Positive Traits: Idealistic, creative, strong morals, empathetic, trustworthy, sees the big picture, authentic, spontaneous, sentimental, romantic, nostalgic, open-minded, intellectual, unique, ambitious, independent, assertive, expressive, artistic, easy-going, competitive, motivated, friendly, charming, quirky, straightforward, honest, calm, outwardly confident, ambivert
Negative Traits: Disorganized, scatter-brained, impractical, self-righteous, stubborn, attention whore, clumsy, mysterious and avoids understanding, arrogant, elitist, melodramatic, envious, selfish, struggles with dual needs to stand out and fit in, irresponsible, petty, insecure, resentful, dissociative, vain, eccentric, perfectionist, critical, unpredictable, manic pixie dream girl tbh
MBTI Type: INFP
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw
Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good
Temperament: Phlegmatic-Sanguine

Likes: Being the center of attention, one-on-one conversations, perfumes (particularly rose and cinnamon), heeled shoes, bright makeup, jackals, small dogs, deserts, stargazing, summertime, the colors blue and gold, polyrhythmic beats, keyboards and tambourine, singing, sour foods (especially fried pickles, her favorite Kerch dish), rice-stuffed dolma, dates and pomegranates, ginger tea, recreational drugs, square numbers, billiards, chess, traveling by horse, the Exchange and playing stocks, talking walks late at night, archery (though she's definitely still learning O.O), circuses, trapeze artistry, fortune-telling and divination, mythology, snuggling under a blanket, ornate clocks and timepieces, admiration and praise, arguing about philosophy, sleeping and dreaming, environmental science, exploring, riddles, comfortable silence
Dislikes: Running and physical activity, chores, schedules, the Council of Merchants, traveling by boat, wearing black, spiders, snow(!!!), unseasoned Kerch foods, overly salty things, peas, chocolate, pretzels, milk, dancing in public, violin music, forests, herbal scents, tobacco products, religious homogeneity, prejudice against foreigners and Grisha, slavers, puppets and mannequins, overcomplicated equations, large parties, being rushed, waking up early, liars and phoniness, feeling isolated or ignored, losing, nonfiction books, very realistic paintings, darts, wintertime and being cold, loud noises and bright lights, being labeled a fake, unnecessary conflict or drama, her emotions being questioned or invalidated
Habits: Wearing gaudy eyeliner every day, tugging on her lower lip when deep in thought, grasping unknown items by the corners, speaking in mixed metaphors, making wishes on stars, using tarot card and tea readings for insight, randomly singing when she's by herself, going to the Exchange just to watch successful grown men squabble like children
Fears: Losing her voice or use of her hands, exposure as Grisha, large crowds, unseeable depths (caves, tunnels, water), being forever alone because no one understands her, spiders, growing old, loud noises, being insignificant, karma and Suli shadows, not being able to save someone dying, puppets
Hobbies: Songwriting, playing piano and tambourine, performing in Dime Lions cabarets, studying written Kerch, bargaining at the Exchange, fortune-telling, trying new foods, billiards, chess, daydreaming, philosophizing, taking a variety of recreational drugs of which jurda is the tamest
Mental Disorders: Mild depression and compulsions, including oral fixation, holding items by the corners, checking her purse multiple times before leaving, and laughing inappropriately if she senses irony in misfortune. It's not entirely out of the question that Tala may be on the autism spectrum, too.

Family:
- Esmail ibn Naseem Kassab // father // age 51
- Theresia Driessen // mother // deceased
- Iyaan ibn Esmail Kassab // older brother // age 32
- Lubna bint Esmail Kassab // older sister // age 30
- Dalil ibn Esmail Kassab // older brother // age 28
- Salman ibn Esmail Kassab // older brother // age 25
- Abeer ibn Esmail Kassab // older brother // age 24
- Yasmin bint Esmail // older sister // age 22
- Jari Driessen // maternal grandfather // age 70
Backstory: Tala bint Esmail was born to Esmail ibn Naseem Kassab, lifelong Suli trouper and Theresia Driessen, runaway daughter of Kerch merchant councilman Jari Driessen. Wealth was Jari Driessen's only redeeming quality; he took a flawlessly attractive yet destitute Suli woman as his wife at the age of twenty, and within a year of their union, she birthed Theresia Driessen. Jari's unrelentingly high standards for his wife and daughter crossed the line of abuse daily; he belittled and occasionally struck Theresia if she didn't earn straight A's in her classes or was out on Ketterdam for several minutes past her curfew. Although she had no proof, Theresia suspected that Jari played a hand in it when, one morning, she found her mother dead in her bed from a clean puncture wound through the chest. Jari engaging her without her consent to a young man set to inherit his father's position on Kerch's Council of Merchants was her final straw, compelling her to run away with a Suli trouper who was part of a caravan passing through the city in a whirlwind romance. Half-Suli Theresia wanted with all her heart to know the other side of the story: what her mother's life had been like prior to resigning from the caravans. Her illicit lover, Esmail ibn Naseem, was her gateway to this goal, and so she eloped with him. She was seventeen at the time and he eighteen.
Less than a year later the couple had their first of seven children. Tala bint Esmail Kassab was the last of these seven children. Her mother, Theresia, served their caravan as a skilled musician, having unwillingly been shaped into a masterful piano player under Jari's tyranny. Her father, Esmail, served the caravan as both a trapeze artist and fortuneteller, donning a jackal mask whenever he turned tarot cards or divined tea leaves, in accordance with Suli tradition. Under their close tutelage and that of her six elder siblings', young Tala became a musical prodigy from a young age, composing her first of many songs at age six. To a lesser extent, she is also moderately versed in acrobatics, juggling, and fortune-telling, as are her father and several of her elder siblings. Tala's childhood was full of love and bliss. She remembers the roaring applause she received at her first live musical performance as one of her proudest moments. Her life of wandering the desert with the caravan results in her present love of sandscapes and traveling even without destination.
At least, the bliss landed until she got sick. Several of her fellow troupers fell ill and eventually died from the outbreak of firepox that broke out amongst them, with Tala being one of the infected. The disease's symptoms were nasty, the skin blackening with necrosis and dangerously high fevers. Young Tala was seven years old when she came down with the fever that killed several of her fellow troupers. Her case was so severe that Esmail, a very spiritual man, feared to inquire her fate from any readings. Her mother, raised with unwavering fate in Ghezen, made offerings to the Kerch god of greed to spare her youngest daughter as Tala's case worsened and she became too weak to leave her cot.
Until the fever inexplicably vanished of its own accord one day. Initially, Tala's parents thought it was the work of a miracle, of a Saint's mercy. It wasn't until several months later, when Tala sustained a burn while helping her father prepare a dish of falafel and simply willed it away that they realized there was another explanation at hand: Tala bint Esmail Kassab was a Grisha Healer.
Due to the prejudice against Grisha with which she had been raised, Theresia thought that Ghezen was punishing her with a Grisha child for running away from her father so many years ago. Esmail was a little more open-minded to Tala's unique ability but still urged her that no one, under any circumstances, could discover Tala's magic. Tala didn't understand the reason for her mother's tears and the scary earnestness in her father's voice, and she was endlessly curious as to what else she could do and why her newfound ability was bad. She almost cherished the moments that she or her siblings sustained minor injuries, because it was an excuse for her to practice her mysterious craft and will away the blood and bruises. Despite her love of music and performing, Tala reconsidered whether the Saints were telling her that her destiny lay in the form of medicine.
But she quickly discovered that her parents were right, and some parts of the world would not value her medicinal talent. One unforgettable night when she was thirteen years old, while her caravan was performing in a small Kerch town, Tala's oldest sister, Lubna, was horribly injured in a fiery performance on the swings. Her partner missed the catch, and she plunged through a wall of fire to the netless ground below. Her body was shattered upon impact, and without urgent intervention, she would have lost her life.
Tala disobeyed her parents' rule to conceal her abilities and pushed through the crowd to kneel by her sister's side. She mended Lubna's burns and broken bones, restoring her future ability to walk. The crowd went hysterical, most of them believing that the whole display was part of the performance. But not all of them.
In the following nights, the caravan did not stop as it sought to cross Kerch. Esmail and Theresia feared for the safety of everyone aboard, and they were right to. Just as the troupers were reaching Ketterdam and the boat that would grant them passage from the island nation, they were intercepted by a fleet of Druskelle, who'd heard the rumors of a Suli woman's miraculous healing affinity and recognized it for what it really was: Grisha magic. The Druskelle had secured the ship, promising the Suli performers that, in the event that the Grisha surrendered herself, the rest of them would be free to go, unmolested. Before Tala could decide whether to reveal herself, Theresia Dreissen stepped forward and declared herself the Healer who had repaired Lubna's body.
Before Tala's eyes, the head of the Druskelle unit unsheathed his sword and separated Theresia's head from her shoulders. There were two sickening thuds as head and truncated body each fell to the deck of the ship. True to their word, while Esmail's brethren restrained him from rushing the Druskelle, the Fjerdan soldiers peaceably vacated the ship, their business done.
A sickening dread hit Tala as she realized the full scope of the danger that her parents had warned her about in regards to her powers. Guilt for her mother's death rushed up her throat. In the chaos that had seized the ship, its departure was delayed, and no one noticed thirteen-year-old Tala sneak off the ship and vanish into the city of Ketterdam alone. She resolved that no harm would befall her family again on account of her Grisha abilities, and the only way to ensure that was to abandon them.
The next several weeks were the hardest in Tala's life. In a dreamlike state of grief, she ventured through the Ketterdam streets homeless. Her only two possessions were her tambourine and the jackal mask that her father donned when telling fortunes, as to remember him. She constructed her grief into song, busking for kruge and sleeping under bridges. Fortunately, it wasn't long until her pretty face and vocal talents were noticed by Pekka Rollins himself. He took the girl under his wing, knowing that he could find a paying audience for her in the likes of the Emerald Palace and Kaelish Prince. Having heard of the drama that had taken place on a Suli ship docked in Fifth Harbor a month prior, a hypothesis formed in Rollins's mind. In order to confirm it, within a few days of Tala unofficially joining the Dime Lions, he arranged for a Shu boy around Tala's age to be beaten bloody and left in an alley just as Tala was concluding her performance one night.
Perhaps she should have learned from the last time she healed someone other than herself. Maybe she should have been selfish, turned the other cheek, and just kept walking. But Tala was highly religious and such action would not have been condoned by the Saints. Against her better judgment, she healed the nearly crippled Shu boy to perfect health, playing into Pekka's hands perfectly. The Shu boy was compensated well for playing along and earning Pekka a new toy. Tala's secret was out, and it was a priceless one. One that Pekka could put to use. One that would turn Tala bint Esmail into a puppet, because the alternative was death or enslavement for the grave offense of performing Grisha magic. And he did enslave Tala, in a way. Discreetly, though Rollins was fair about compensating due talent. He put Tala on a pedestal, flaunting her at his best establishments and eventually drawing crowds to see this adorable little Suli doll sing and play. But the best part? When Rollins asked for favors in return, Tala was in no position to refuse, and so she became the medic that Rollins didn't have to pay, the one who mended injuries best kept hush about. As far as Tala knows, only Pekka is in on the secret of her Grisha status, because she wears her father's jackal fortune-teller mask whenever she accompanies the Dime Lions on jobs.
So the day she kills him, her secret should be safe and her road to freedom secure. Never mind that blood has never stained Tala's hands before, and she's now been waiting for the opportunity to slay him for almost six years now.

Sexuality: Sapioromantic asexual; in terms of forging a romantic attraction, intelligence is more important than any other trait to Tala. But she has little to no sex drive after Rollins has flung her at some of his higher-paying clients.
Relationship Status: Single. She intensely wants to one day be a wife and mother, but that day is not today.
Crush(es): Could definitely envision a girlish infatuation with Nels, even if one-sided
Past Partners: Actually, quite a few, both male and female. She avidly enjoyed flirting, dating, and fooling around before Rollins started signing her up for "private performances." All of her partners within the past few months have been for business purposes.
Turn-Ons: Artistic talent; intellectual conversations; droll sense of humor; strong work ethic; little bit ruthless; dangerous; competitive and friendly rival material; dreamer with future goals; draws her out of her comfort zone; calm; emotionally mature; maybe a little socially awkward; androgynous-looking individuals; short hair on girls, longish hair on boys; blondes; muscular legs; genuine smile and twinkling eyes; glasses; dreadlocks
Turn-Offs: Likes drama or gossip; spoiled and simply inherited wealth; uninterested in art; unwilling to try new things; destructive criticism; very serious; doesn't make time for her; clingy or possessive; shouting and temper tantrums; being lied to; prejudice against Grisha or foreigners; flaunts her like a trophy; bad hygiene; nasally voices; thick, clumsy fingers; lots of facial hair; artlessly casual fashion sense
Dominant or Submissive: Switch, assuming she's in the mood... which is like a 1/100 chance lmao

Playlist:
- Ultralife—Oh Wonder
- Ecstasy of Soul—Zeds Dead
- Quiet in My Town—Civil Twilight
- Wolf—First Aid Kit
- Atlantis—Ellie Goulding
- Just Tonight—The Pretty Reckless
- Would That I—Hozier
- Killing Strangers—Marilyn Manson
- Red Right Hand—Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds
- Blue Trash Mattress Fire—Sleigh Bells

 

[powerline]

PLAYLIST:
- only happy when it rains / garbage
- face to face / siouxsie and the banshees
- bang bang there goes my pistol / gem and the deadheads
- accused of stealing / the delgados
- england made me / black box recorder

FULL NAME: fionnula gormelia kilbride

MEANING: fionnula, daughter of a sea deity from kaelish mythos and legend. gormelia, a modernized spelling of an ancient kaelish ruler. kilbride, the name of a port town in the wandering isle. ‘kil’ roughly translates to ‘church of’ and ‘bride’ is an alternate spelling of brigid, which is one kaelish name for saint ulla.​

NICKNAMES: kaelish sweetheart, "a leanbh" and "my dirre" by siobhan
GENDER: cisfemale
AGE: 18 years old
BIRTHDAY: september 23

NATIONALITY: a natural-born kerch citizen, on paper
ALLEGIANCE: dime lions
OCCUPATION: A lieutenant, though bottom of the totem pole in terms of lieutenants due in part to age and gender. She watches over a small slice of Dime Lion territory on the West Stave.
grisha order: n/a
SKILLS / WEAPONRY: Upon joining the Dime Lions, she has put down kitchen knives and cord-wrapped shards of glass, and picked up daggers and pistols. She is known to be quick on the draw with a handgun, and is scarcely seen without her pair of silver inlaid revolvers. Poison is a more covert skill of her's, passed down by her mother. There is a knowledge of base ingredients to give someone a peaceful death or a violent end, and to slip the contents of a vial into someone's drink undetected is an art in of itself.

LIKES: rain beating against the window pane, eating sugar, telling lies, spiders, spiderwebs with dewdrops, fuzzy kittens (when they chill tf out and sit and purr on her lap), strays, buttons
DISLIKES: humidity, smog, feeling dirt on her fingers, greasy hair, feeling oily, sweating, sweaty people touching her, any human fluid excluding blood grosses her out, her back to a door, arms around her / being restrained (just slap some cuffs on her)
HABITS: being a little mama's girl. spending time in the dark closet when she feels overwhelmed. stress-eating sweets. gaslighting. murder.
FEARS: men, physical intimacy, grisha
HOBBIES: Hobbies are born from necessity. A torn dress needs to be sewn, so she has learned how to sew. Familiarity with a weapon needs to be kept. The body and room needs to be regularly tidied. She rarely indulges in what is commonplace for The Barrel.
MENTAL DISORDERS: n/a

SEXUALITY: bi
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: babe..
CRUSH: none currently
PAST PARTNERS: nothing serious
TURN-ONS: loyalty, intelligence, holding you at gun point
TURN-OFFS: fucking. everything
D / S: dominant

APPEARANCE: A modest young lady dressed in button gowns worn over a corset and white, lace-trimmed petticoats. The gown, fully sleeved and with a collar extending up her neck, is typically made of wool, while the petticoat is a more breathable cotton. They are dyed in earth tones: black, grey, brown, or green plaid. Her heeled boots, reaching about mid-calf, are leather and stitched in a wing-tip fashion, and have been long cared for. A broach—undoubtably stolen—is not uncommon for Fionnula to be found wearing. She is clean, unusually so for The Barrel, as every morning and night is spent scrubbing Kerch smog from her skin with scalding water while habitually washing her face in between said times. Scant use of makeup is reserved for the eyes (to blacken the lashes and elude to their existence), though it tends to smudge onto her lids by midday. And then of course, orange hair, freckled and pale skin. She stands bolt upright, perfect posture, and is rail thin. Her forehead is large, her ears angled outward, and her teeth are somewhat crooked: an upper canine running into an incisor, her bottom front teeth crowding together.
SCENT: an appley perfume with notes of cinnamon, reminiscent of pies from bakeries well outside of the barrel. hints of gunpowder and ballistic oil.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'4" / 110 lbs
BODY MODS: dime lion tattoo on her right wrist. a good handful of scars in various places on her body from old stab/bullet wounds.
PHYSICAL DISABILITIES: n/a
FC: amybeth mcnulty

PERSONALITY: Cruel and violent under the guise of a polite and poised woman. Fionnula enters an interaction receptive, willing to listen, willing to engage, and yet is always ready to strike like a coiled viper; her finger curled around the trigger of a gun held underneath the table. She tolerates very little, but it would be wrong to confuse her as rash or impulsive. There is pause before her actions. She is actively planning and weighing the consequences. It is through this combined composure that she has earned herself a reputation of being conniving and deadly.

To have survived The Barrel, there is very little quibble over whether or not to place a bullet between someone's eyes, but Fionnula has a tender little spot for urchins. She can't help but to take the waifs under her wing—preening them until their tiny hands can wield a knife and find a throat to cut.
+: cunning, patient, self-confident, rational
-: manipulative, violent, controlling
MBTI: ENTJ
HH: Slytherin
MA: lawful evil
TEMPERMENT: choleric

FAMILY: siobhan kilbride; brothel-keeper, self-taught nefarious apothecary, beloved mother. unnamed father.

BACKSTORY: Fionnula’s is a life of secrecy. The Barrel’s Kaelish Sweetheart had never known anything akin to the rolling, lush greenery of the Wandering Isles for which she was dubbed. Instead, she was born on the sea, and pushed forth below a ship’s deck. When Fionnula first gasped for air, it was amongst the cargo and the rats. Her cries were stifled by her mother’s sweat slicked palm held fast against her mouth until she was rocked to sleep by the waves, cradled in the arms of a young girl accursed with beauty.

More shadowed hiding places followed: in trunks and laundry baskets. Cupboards and crawl spaces. Under beds and floorboards. A baby grew into a toddler well accustomed to keeping quiet and making friends with spiders in those tight, dark spaces. But when Fionnula was not contorted and tucked away from the eyes of strange men, she was doted on by her mother and her mother’s heavily painted, sweetly perfumed colleagues. They fed her candies, sang to her in their native tongues, and plaited her ginger hair. Her childhood within the walls of a brothel did not become apparent to her until later in life. Though It would be incorrect, however, to conflate her mother’s safe keeping for a child’s naivety. The sins of men were uttered as a warning with every step beyond her mother’s grasp. Siobhan taught Fionnula suspicion in place of sweetness, and how to draw blood. Violence was a tool, and a tool had to be an extension of the body lest anyone argue her mastery of it.

Pekka Rollins saw her kaelish hair before noting the little girl under it, feeling more inclined to give her chance. Or maybe he had seen the hand laid severed in the gutter, and the child, meat cleaver clutched tight, standing resolute over a man nearly twice her size, and knew an opportunity when it presented itself. Just as well for Fionnula, who knew a girl’s fate growing up in the West Stave, and found life as a gang thug preferable.

 

[MISOSOUP]

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗘𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗢'𝗦 𝗢𝗖

 

[orpheus.]

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xylan tepps
grisha: durast

Full Name: Xylan Tepps
Nicknames: (include any code names here)
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Age:
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Nationality: Ravkan
Allegiance: (which gang is your charrie loyal to, if any?)
Occupation: (their specific job or role in the gang or otherwise)
Grisha Order: Materialki
Skills and Weaponry: (or any profitable abilities)

Appearance:

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Faceclaim: Willy Cartier

Personality:
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Playlist:

 

[krypt]

nels kolbeck

# razorgulls

# fc: danny griffin

♡coded by uxie♡

Full Name: Nels Kolbeck
Name Meaning: Nels is a Scandinavian variation of Nicholas which means 'victory of the people'; Kolbeck comes from Old Norse kaldr 'cold' + bekkr 'stream'
Nicknames: Often called different names similar to Nels such as Neil and Nils (mistakenly or on purpose)
Gender: Cis male
Age: 21 years old
Birthday: January 21st

Nationality: Fjerdan
Allegiance: Razorgulls
Occupation: Errand boy and henchman
Grisha Order: Etherealki (Squaller)
Skills and Weaponry: Decently good at sleight-of-hand tricks and pickpocketing, nimble and fast on his feet. His preferred weapon is throwing knives or any inanimate object that can be thrown for impact. What he lacks in precision with firearms, Nels makes up for with the ability to launch objects through air seemingly further than the average person. Nels is fluent in Kerch and Fjerdan; a trained ear might notice a hint of a Fjerdan accent in his Kerch, while in a conversation with a well-read Fjerdan Nels would stumble on complex terms and language.

Appearance: With golden blond hair, stormy blue eyes and a pale complexion, Nels bears the appearance of a typical Fjerdan. Perhaps less characteristic for a young Fjerdan man is the way he carries himself: with a spring in his step, sauntering gait and relaxed shoulders. Nels has a slender frame, though he possesses some muscle from the physical aspect of his job as a gang member.
Scent: A fresh, woody aroma of pine trees with a hint of lavender
Height & Weight: 5'11" and 160 lbs
Body Modifications: A tattoo of five birds in a V formation on his right forearm, smaller scars across his body from various incidents
Physical Disabilities: N/A
Faceclaim: Danny Griffin

Personality: An inherent, unwavering streak of optimism has kept Nels from breaking under pressure so far. Though much of his kindness and empathy has dulled and dissipated over time, he tries his best to stay away from aggression and violence as conflict-solving tactics. However, this is not to say that he remains in possession of a properly functioning moral compass. Nels is, after all, well-versed in theft and deceit, a thief and gang member with no qualms about tricking his way through life or appropriating valuables straight out of a person’s pocket and home.
A trait that has saved his backside throughout the years is his ability to think on his feet. Nels is quick to come up with strategies to get himself off the hook, even if his solutions may seem disorganised and impulsive to a bystander. Yet, he has mastered the art of getting himself out of trouble just as much as the art of landing head-first into trouble. Overly confident in his abilities, cocky and bold, Nels isn’t one to back away from a challenge when a reasonable person’s senses would tell them to bolt.
Despite his tricks and schemes, Nels is less than fluent in sarcasm and, when he stands nothing to gain from deceiving a person, he is quite straightforward and simple in his manner of speech. Flirtation is not his strong suit either, be it using flirt tactics or correctly interpreting and responding to cues, in particular without an existing connection to the person concerned

Positive Traits: Open-minded, daring, quick-witted, resourceful, perceptive, enthusiastic, optimistic, curious
Negative Traits: Brash, cocky, unscrupulous, deceitful, disorganised, inconsistent, impulsive, reckless
MBTI Type: ENFP-T (Campaigner)
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor
Moral Alignment: Chaotic good
Temperament: Sanguine

Likes: Card games; music; dancing, nature; forests; mountains; dogs; wolves; snow; storms; shiny valuables
Dislikes: Cold water; insects; worms; Drüskelle; using firearms; reading complex texts
Habits: Tapping his foot and fingers when impatient or bored; running his fingers through his hair; levitating small objects when he is alone and certain that no one will see him
Fears: Being imprisoned, tortured or enslaved; small and enclosed spaces; drowning; freezing to death; the death of his sister
Hobbies: Nels enjoys listening to music and can be found lingering around, drinking and dancing in the local establishments; sailing; gambling; sleight of hand tricks
Mental Disorders: N/A

Family: Helka Kolbeck (older sister, 26, entertainer at a Razorgull establishment), Ylva Kolbeck (née Bjerke) (mother, presumed dead, Tidemaker), Folke Kolbeck (father, whereabouts unknown, Fjerdan officer)
Backstory: Nels Kolbeck was born in a fairly ordinary Fjerdan family as the second child of a homemaker and an officer in the Fjerdan military who spent the majority of his time away from home. Ever since he could walk, Nels was constantly trailing after his older sister, Helka, like a patient little shadow.
One of Nels’ earliest memories is that of sitting on a rock at a small stream near the cottage where his family lived, his mother singing in their native Fjerdan and the water dancing in waves at the command of her fingertips. While this scene is likely the work of a child’s imagination, as his mother was a sensible woman who would certainly not risk being caught practising witchcraft, yet, another incident clearly marked the end of the Kolbecks’ life in Fjerda.
One winter afternoon when Nels was about six or seven, the young boy strayed from his sister during a walk and, when ice gave way under his feet, fell into a frigid river stream. After the cries and pleas for help from his sister, his mother arrived on the scene. With a broad gesture of her hands, the water and ice quite literally parted. The steam evaporating from the river was what attracted the suspicion of nearby onlookers, a family with a patriarch who was well-regarded as one of the holy soldiers of Djel. Druskelle. Within a few hours Nels’ mother and sister, with a barely warmed-up Nels in tow, were dashing through the forest with the few belongings that they could bring with them.
Perhaps at that point Nels’ mother already knew of her little son’s potential for witchcraft and that, even with her carefully crafted lies, upon closer inspection Nels might turn out to be just as tainted. Perhaps there was no genetic reasoning for his witchcraft, as the abilities of the mother and son differed. Nels will never know with certainty. Shortly after reaching the relative safety of Kerch, his mother found a job as a seamstress at a run-down factory. Not too long afterwards, the dilapidated factory burned down, taking the lives of several workers, including Ylva Kolbeck. Though her body was not recovered from the wreckage, it is unlikely that she survived, given her aptitude for water-based witchcraft. His sister, Helka, made sure to remind Nels of this fact in the early days when he suggested that their mother might return.
It turned out that a pretty Fjerdan girl and a boy who can manipulate the wind are quite the commodity in Kerch. Unfortunately though, separately and for different trades. While Helka remained on land in the dubious streets of the Barrel, Nels was quickly traded to the highest bidder and put to work aboard a ship, to ensure wind in the sails and stabilise the weather on deck during storms. Through work on Kerch trade routes from a young age Nels quickly learned the Kerch language and adapted to the much more liberal Kerch customs.
Eventually, fortune smiled on him, for Nels, by then a teenager, happened to be aboard a ship during a mutiny. Though it was not a particularly successful revolt, during the chaos that emerged once the ship ultimately docked Nels managed to escape. Once the thrill of freedom had passed and the last money remaining in his pockets was gone, his road led back to Ketterdam, to the Barrel where he had last seen his sister. Helka was working at one of the entertainment-focused establishments run by the Razorgulls. The Razorgulls were not ones to turn their noses on a displaced Fjerdan errand boy who was able to hold his own, appropriate goods from other people’s pockets and push a displeased drunkard against a wall or hurl a barrel at a merchant who refused to pay up. In particular despite his unassuming size.
As of right now, Nels is content enough with his life: not hunted for being a Grisha since he hides his capabilities rather well, earning money through unscrupulous means. His sister Helka has found a suitor to whom she intends to get engaged, though her indenture remains a problem. Over the years Nels and Helka have gathered information regarding the Fjerdan army, yet, they haven’t found any clues regarding the whereabouts of one particular Kolbeck. Thus, their father and Fjerda itself remain only distant and bittersweet memories that neither can return to.

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Crush(es): There have been embarrassingly many, currently none
Past Partners: N/A
Turn-Ons: Headstrong and/or feisty personality, affinity for music, straightforward flirting, honesty
Turn-Offs: Violent and cruel disposition, rudeness to servers, strong disdain for Grisha, apathy, wishy-washy personality
Dominant or Submissive: Somewhere in the middle, depending on the situation and person

Playlist:
- Steal by Maribou State
- Eat Your Young by Hozier
- Icarus by Bastille
- Glitter & Gold by Barns Courtney
- Could Have Been Me by The Struts

 

[EmperorNorton1]

Full Name: Sholem Vaynshten
Name Meaning: Named after my grandmother's grandfather who was conscripted, served as a medic, then fled the country with his family. Sholem, bitterly ironic, means peace and is a greeting. Vaynshten is Yiddish for wine and stone, his family was primarily Materialki. only, he had the misfortune (read: good fortune) to be born powerless, only a man.
Nicknames: Y'see, having a nickname would involve becoming close enough and developing relationships. and if you get attatched, you just wind up being betrayed, or loosing them. Of course, Sholem Vaynshten is an all-too-grishaesque name, so Samuel Stenson is what's on his papers and job aplications.
Gender: cis man
Age: 26
Birthday: December Twelth

Nationality: Ravkan by birth
Allegiance: whoever pays without asking questions. his allegiance is to himself, and to his family. his family being a nation away if not dead outright, his allegiance is to those who have no nation. He does not have the small sciences, but if he had to choose between fighting for any one nation or fighting for the grisha, a powerless man, he would choose the grisha.
Occupation: former conscript in the First Army
Grisha Order: none.
Skills and Weaponry: he's a trained fighter, strong and physically capable, and though his left arm may be weak, his right hits with the force of steel.

ach, that's low quality, I'm so sorry. I'll do what I can to get a better photo of great great grandpa Harry.

Appearance: Samuel's mousey brown hair, dark brown eyes, and proud nose belay Ravkan origen, his sun-worn skin and calloused palms belaying his birth as that of a serf or peasant. Samuel has a sturdy build, although he favors his right side slightly. He wears a small moustache on his upper lip
Scent:
Height & Weight: 5'8, 162 lbs
Body Modifications: none as of yet, no intention to have any
Physical Disabilities: weaker lungs and a weak left arm.
Faceclaim: Harry (not putting the last name as even though he's several generations off, i dont want to be traced.)


Personality:
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Moral Alignment: True Neutral. He's just trying to survive here, keep his head down and live. he has dreams of some better tomorrow, but you have to close your eyes and let down your guard to sleep and dream.
Temperament: he's a nervous man, always tightly wound and twisting himself tighter. push hard enough and he'll snap. but you have to push from the right angle. aside from that, he'll weather almost any insult or scorn.

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Fears: being enslaved, caught, and re-conscripted. also spiders.
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Mental Disorders: PTSD and Anxiety are the big ones, but in a modern-day he would probably be diagnosed with either ADHD, Autism, or both.

Family: His father, Issac, and his mother, Ruchel, were both Grisha, had three children. his older sister Sarah
Backstory: born to Grisha in Ravka, Harry was born

Sexuality: who has time for romance, when one's life is desperately spent scraping for survival? besides, any children would be likley damned with the same affliction that his parents and siblings had. not that there is anything wrong with the small sciences... but to be hated, spat on and slaughtered, and enslaved by all the world save the homeland, that which would enslave you for your skill. Sholem flat-out refuses to think of romance or intercourse. if he has children, they will not be his biologicaly. he refuses to risk bringing anyone into the same hate his family faces.
Relationship Status: see above
Crush(es): none
Past Partners: none
Turn-Ons: see above
Turn-Offs: see above
Dominant or Submissive: see above

Playlist:
- Six Million Germans/Nakam (klesmerpunk. he's angry enough. he probably wouldnt go quite as extreme, but he's liable to break the scull of the tzar or of a slavemaster.)
- Hell's coming with me
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[MISOSOUP]

Full Name: 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗶
Name Meaning + Origin: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝘂𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗘𝗛𝗦-𝗧𝗮𝗵𝗥 𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗙𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝗵𝗦-𝗧𝗘𝗛𝗥 †｡ 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝘂𝘁𝗰𝗵❟ 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵❟ 𝗙𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵❟ 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗢𝗹𝗱 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀｡ 𝗔 𝗯𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲❟ 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 '𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮' 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗵｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗝𝗲𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗩𝗮𝘀𝗵𝘁𝗶 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗔𝗵𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗲𝗿𝘂𝘀 (𝗼𝗿 𝗫𝗲𝗿𝘅𝗲𝘀)｡ 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗝𝗲𝘄𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻｡ 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗵｡ 𝗗𝘂𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗣𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲❟ 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗗𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗻𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 (𝟭𝟴𝟱𝟮-𝟭𝟴𝟱𝟯) 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻｡ 𝗜𝘁 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗨𝗦 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗚𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱 (𝟭𝟴𝟵𝟯-𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟬)｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲｡ 𝗜𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗘𝗬-𝗗𝗥𝗶𝘆-𝗮𝗵𝗡 (𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵)❟ 𝗔𝗔-𝗗𝗥𝗶𝘆-𝗮𝗮𝗡 (𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻)❟ 𝗔𝗔𝗗-𝗥𝗬𝗮𝗮𝗡 (𝗣𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵)❟ 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗮-𝗗𝗥𝗶𝘆-𝗔𝗔𝗡 (𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻) †｡ 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵❟ 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗣𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵❟ 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮; 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗻𝗲｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘂𝘀 (𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻) 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 '𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮'｡ 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗜𝘁𝗮𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗲𝗮｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸-𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻 '𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿'｡ 𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗔𝘁𝗿𝗶 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗧𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗼｡ 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗴𝗻𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗿 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘂𝘀 𝗔𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘂𝘀 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘂𝘀❟ 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻; 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗻 (𝟭𝟭𝟳-𝟭𝟯𝟴) 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻'𝘀 𝗪𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁 𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱｡

𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘀❟ 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝟯𝟬𝟰❟ 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗯𝘂𝗿𝘆 (-𝟳𝟭𝟬)❟ 𝗮 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗔𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗯𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗯𝘂𝗿𝘆｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗮𝘀 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲 (𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗜𝗩) (𝟭𝟭𝟬𝟬-𝟭𝟭𝟱𝟵)❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗕𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝗲｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘂𝘀 (𝟭𝟲𝟬𝟴) 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘁 (𝟭𝟲𝟭𝟭)｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄 “𝗦𝗮𝗿á𝘆 / 𝗦ā́𝗿ā (Σᾱ́ρᾱ) > 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗵❟” 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 “𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸❟ 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀❟ 𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲❟ 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗹𝗲𝗱｡” 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗜𝘀𝗮𝗮𝗰❟ 𝗮𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗕𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗢𝗹𝗱 𝗧𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘀𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗰 𝗤𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻❟ 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 “𝗦𝗮𝗿á𝘆｡” 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀 𝟭𝟳:𝟭𝟱❟ 𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗛𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗻❟ 𝗜𝘀𝗵𝗺𝗮𝗲𝗹｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗘𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗡𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗔𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮❟ 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗘𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝗝𝗲𝘄𝘀❟ 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗻𝗼𝗻-𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀
Nicknames: 𝗥𝗶𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗬𝘂𝗿𝗶❟ 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝗯𝘀❟ 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀❟ 𝗱𝘂𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽 𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀｡
Gender: 𝗙𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲
Age: 𝗦𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝟭𝟵-𝟮𝟰 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱.
Birthday: 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟭𝘀𝘁❟ 𝗫𝗫𝗫𝗫

Nationality: 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝘆𝗶 𝗭𝗲𝗺 { 𝗧𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆❟ 𝗘𝗴𝘆𝗽𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮 }
Allegiance: 𝗗𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀
Occupation: 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝘁 𝗗𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗷𝗼𝗯. 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗻𝘀｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲｡ 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗴𝘂𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱｡
Grisha Order: 𝗡 / @
Appearance: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱｡ 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵-𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿｡ 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗻𝗼𝘀𝗲❟ 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲❟ 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗻｡ 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗮𝘇𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱｡
Scent: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗵𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮.
Height & Weight: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝟭𝟴𝟬 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝟱'𝟭𝟬｡
Body Modifications: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱. 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗼𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘀.
Physical Disabilities: 𝗡 / @!
Faceclaim:
{ 𝗙𝗖 - 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝘆 𝗠𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹 }
Personality: 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘅 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗶❟ 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁｡ 𝗢𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴❟ 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹❟ 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹｡
𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿｡ 𝗢𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁｡
𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆'𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗼｡ 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀｡
𝗙𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗱｡
Positive Traits: 𝗙𝗹𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆❟ 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲❟ 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲❟ 𝗘𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁
Negative Traits: 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗦𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹❟ 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱｡
MBTI Type: 𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗣
Hogwarts House: 𝗦𝗹𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻
Moral Alignment: 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗹
Temperament: 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴
Likes: 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀❟ 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝘀❟ 𝗖𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗗𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴❟ 𝗕𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲｡
Dislikes: 𝗩𝗲𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗕𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀❟ 𝗕𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗲｡
Habits: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗵𝘂𝗴𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗽 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗸｡
Fears: 𝗖𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮
Hobbies: 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗸𝗲𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴｡
Mental Disorders: 𝗢𝗖𝗗

Family: 𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 { 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶 } 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲, 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 { 𝗥𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻 } 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲, 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗹𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 { 𝗔𝗹𝗮𝗱 } 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱,
Backstory: 𝗡 / @

Sexuality: 𝗣𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹
Relationship Status: 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲
Crush(es): { 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲 }
Past Partners: { 𝗘𝗫 𝗳𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 } 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗱
Turn-Ons: 𝗡 / @
Turn-Offs: 𝗡 / @
Dominant or Submissive: 𝗦𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵

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- 𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝘀 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝘆 𝗠𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗸𝗶
-Full Name: 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗶
Name Meaning + Origin: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝘂𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗘𝗛𝗦-𝗧𝗮𝗵𝗥 𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗙𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝗵𝗦-𝗧𝗘𝗛𝗥 †｡ 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝘂𝘁𝗰𝗵❟ 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵❟ 𝗙𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵❟ 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗢𝗹𝗱 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀｡ 𝗔 𝗯𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲❟ 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 '𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮' 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗵｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗝𝗲𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗩𝗮𝘀𝗵𝘁𝗶 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗔𝗵𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗲𝗿𝘂𝘀 (𝗼𝗿 𝗫𝗲𝗿𝘅𝗲𝘀)｡ 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗝𝗲𝘄𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻｡ 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗵｡ 𝗗𝘂𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗣𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲❟ 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗗𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗻𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 (𝟭𝟴𝟱𝟮-𝟭𝟴𝟱𝟯) 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻｡ 𝗜𝘁 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗨𝗦 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗚𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱 (𝟭𝟴𝟵𝟯-𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟬)｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲｡ 𝗜𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗘𝗬-𝗗𝗥𝗶𝘆-𝗮𝗵𝗡 (𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵)❟ 𝗔𝗔-𝗗𝗥𝗶𝘆-𝗮𝗮𝗡 (𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻)❟ 𝗔𝗔𝗗-𝗥𝗬𝗮𝗮𝗡 (𝗣𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵)❟ 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗮-𝗗𝗥𝗶𝘆-𝗔𝗔𝗡 (𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻) †｡ 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵❟ 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗣𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵❟ 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮; 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗻𝗲｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘂𝘀 (𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻) 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 '𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮'｡ 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗜𝘁𝗮𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗲𝗮｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸-𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻 '𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿'｡ 𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗔𝘁𝗿𝗶 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗧𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗼｡ 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗴𝗻𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗿 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘂𝘀 𝗔𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘂𝘀 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘂𝘀❟ 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻; 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗻 (𝟭𝟭𝟳-𝟭𝟯𝟴) 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻'𝘀 𝗪𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁 𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱｡

𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘀❟ 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝟯𝟬𝟰❟ 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗯𝘂𝗿𝘆 (-𝟳𝟭𝟬)❟ 𝗮 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗔𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗯𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗯𝘂𝗿𝘆｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗮𝘀 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲 (𝗔𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗜𝗩) (𝟭𝟭𝟬𝟬-𝟭𝟭𝟱𝟵)❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗕𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝗲｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘂𝘀 (𝟭𝟲𝟬𝟴) 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘁 (𝟭𝟲𝟭𝟭)｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄 “𝗦𝗮𝗿á𝘆 / 𝗦ā́𝗿ā (Σᾱ́ρᾱ) > 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗵❟” 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 “𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸❟ 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀❟ 𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲❟ 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗹𝗲𝗱｡” 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗜𝘀𝗮𝗮𝗰❟ 𝗮𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗕𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗢𝗹𝗱 𝗧𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘀𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗰 𝗤𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻❟ 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 “𝗦𝗮𝗿á𝘆｡” 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀 𝟭𝟳:𝟭𝟱❟ 𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗛𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗻❟ 𝗜𝘀𝗵𝗺𝗮𝗲𝗹｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗘𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗡𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗔𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮❟ 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗘𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝗝𝗲𝘄𝘀❟ 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗻𝗼𝗻-𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀
Nicknames: 𝗥𝗶𝗮𝗻❟ 𝗬𝘂𝗿𝗶❟ 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝗯𝘀❟ 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀❟ 𝗱𝘂𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽 𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀｡
Gender: 𝗙𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲
Age: 𝗦𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝟮𝟭-𝟮𝟴 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱.
Birthday: 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟭𝘀𝘁❟ 𝗫𝗫𝗫𝗫

Nationality: 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝘆𝗶 𝗭𝗲𝗺 { 𝗧𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆❟ 𝗘𝗴𝘆𝗽𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮 }
Allegiance: 𝗗𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀
Occupation: 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝘁 𝗗𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗷𝗼𝗯. 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗻𝘀｡ 𝗜𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲｡ 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗴𝘂𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱｡
Grisha Order: 𝗡 / @
Appearance: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱｡ 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵-𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿｡ 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗻𝗼𝘀𝗲❟ 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲❟ 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗻｡ 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗮𝘇𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱｡
Scent: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗵𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮.
Height & Weight: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝟭𝟴𝟬 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝟱'𝟭𝟬｡
Body Modifications: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱. 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗼𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘀.
Physical Disabilities: 𝗡 / @!
Faceclaim:
Personality: 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘅 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗶❟ 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁｡ 𝗢𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴❟ 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹❟ 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹｡
𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵❟ 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿｡ 𝗢𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁｡
𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆'𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗼｡ 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀｡
𝗙𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗱｡
Positive Traits: 𝗙𝗹𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆❟ 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲❟ 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲❟ 𝗘𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁
Negative Traits: 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗦𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹❟ 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱｡
MBTI Type: 𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗣
Hogwarts House: 𝗦𝗹𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻
Moral Alignment: 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗹
Temperament: 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴
Likes: 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀❟ 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝘀❟ 𝗖𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗗𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴❟ 𝗕𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲｡
Dislikes: 𝗩𝗲𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀❟ 𝗕𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀❟ 𝗣𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿｡
Habits: 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗵𝘂𝗴𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗽 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗸｡
Fears: 𝗖𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮
Hobbies: 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴❟ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗸𝗲𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴｡
Mental Disorders: 𝗢𝗖𝗗

Family: 𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 { 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶 } 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲, 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 { 𝗥𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻 } 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲, 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗹𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 { 𝗔𝗹𝗮𝗱 } 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱,
Backstory: 𝗡 / @

Sexuality: 𝗣𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹
Relationship Status: 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲
Crush(es): { 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲 }
Past Partners: { 𝗘𝗫 𝗳𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 } 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗱
Turn-Ons: 𝗡 / @
Turn-Offs: 𝗡 / @
Dominant or Submissive: 𝗦𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵

Playlist:
- 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗥𝗲𝗳𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗰 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗼
- 𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗯𝘆 𝗠𝗿. 𝗞𝗶𝘁𝘁𝘆
- 𝗘𝗺𝗼 𝗕𝗼𝘆 𝗯𝘆 𝗔𝘆𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗮 𝗘𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮
- 𝗨𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗔𝗿𝗴𝗼
- 𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝘀 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝘆 𝗠𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗸𝗶
- 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗔𝗿𝗴𝗼



{ 𝗛𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 }

 

[Aviator]

MISOSOUP Esther's character looks very promising so far, and I can't wait to meet her in the RP! Before I accept her though, I ask that you please give her a backstory and expand on her personality a little more. To help you brainstorm, some questions I have about her are what kind of upbringing and family she had, how she came to Ketterdam from Novyi Zem, how she fell in with the Dime Lions, her goal in staying with them, why she doesn't know her exact age, where and how she learned to dance, and how her brother and fiancé died. As soon as these edits are made I shall add her to the character roster!

 

[BOKEH.]

Spoiler: INDIRA CHADHA - TIDEMAKER - THE DREGS

Full Name: Indira Avya Chadha
Name Meaning:
— Indira is a Sanskirt feminine name that means "beauty."
— Avya is a Hindu feminine name that means "to arrive or to inform" or "the first life form of all knowledgable and all pure."
Nicknames: Indira prefers to go by the names of Inda or Dia. Occasionally, she has been referred to as Indi. However, like many of her fellow gang members, she goes under the alias of Mirage.
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty years old
Birthday: June 1st

Nationality: Ravkan (Half-Suli)
Allegiance: The Dregs (current), The Second Army (formerly)
Occupation: Dia has a couple of different roles within the Dregs. For one, like most dregs, she is a thief. She will steal just about anything for a great deal or a good sum of kruge. Of course, she is not beyond a little pickpocketing here and there, which is much easier than negotiating for something with any other untrustworthy soul. But what she is best at is entertaining and extracting valuable information in the role of a spy. She is not the kind of spy that goes unseen, but rather the type that prefers to play a role in the public eye. Over the last few months, the young Grisha seems to have found a relatively comfortable place amongst the Dregs.
Grisha Order: Etherealik (Tidemaker)
Skills and Weaponry: Though Inda often improvises with what she can find in her surroundings when it comes to weaponry, she is probably best at wielding a dagger. While she owns a set of standard daggers, she was once gifted a specially-crafted dagger from her father as a child. Indira is also a skilled dancer and acrobat as her Suli aunt once was. While it is not something that she often displays due to the more gambling-focused nature of the Crow Club, it is a skill that she has used in the past. If anything, her skills allow her to infiltrate difficult places to get into. Of course, Dia also has her Grisha abilities that allow her to manipulate water.

Appearance: Indira stands just over the average height of a woman and has a rather slim physique. Her arms, legs, and abdomen appear to have some tonnage to them due to her active lifestyle as a gangster such as her involvement with acrobatics and other forms of standard exercise. Even so, to many, she has a certain delicate, willowy appearance to her body. Though she is only half-Suli, she does possess a few features that favor her Suli heritage. She has a decently prominent nose that is longer in length and slightly broad with a straight bridge and a round tip. She has quite large, dark brown eyes that are encircled by a set of short eyelashes, a shorter forehead, and top-heavy lips. However, her eyebrows are much thinner than many of her Suli peers. Her skin is naturally tan, regardless of how much sun exposure she has received, and definitely has warm, yellow undertones to it. Her skin is also not very prone to blemishes. She has medium-lengthed, dark brown hair that ceases near the middle of her shoulder blades and has a slight wave to it towards the tips. In certain lighting, her hair might appear to be black due to its dark coloration. While she might not fit the beauty standard of Ravkan and Ketterdam, there is a certain beauty or charm about her general appearance.
While in Ravkan, she might have traditionally worn a blue kefta with pale blue embroidery as every known tidemaker might have in the Second Army, but in Ketterdam, that is not the case. Dia does not have a particular style though as she often dresses based on the occasion. However, her clothing often has a feminine flair to it and she typically favors darker colors or shades of fabric. Clothing that is easy to move in and that can conceal weaponry or shield her identity better suits her everyday activities. Despite this, Indira will likely jump at any excuse to dress in more fashionable clothing.
Scent: Clove, bergamot, and honeyed tangerine
Height & Weight: 5'6 and 121 pounds
Body Modifications: As customary, she has the crow-and-cup tattoo on her upper right arm that marks her as a member of the Dregs. She also has the lobes of her ears pierced.
Physical Disabilities: N/A
Faceclaim: Anya Chalotra

Personality: Indira is a bit of a chameleon of a character. She is a highly adaptable young lady and, therefore, is very good at blending into her the variety of different environments she is placed in. Not only is she a great conversationalist, but she is also a woman who knows how to put on a good performance. She does well at combating obstacles that are thrown her way and is able to work around restrictions that might be placed on her. Most would classify her as an extrovert, but in reality, she probably fits the description of an ambivert better. She does well in social situations due to her bold personality but does like her quiet time sometimes. Regardless, there is no doubt that Dia is an intelligent young lady. She responds effectively in both conversations and to her surroundings. She is naturally curious about the world and is not afraid to challenge new ideas. In fact, the Grisha girl is a bit of a competitive soul and hates to lose. Though she appears confident on the outside, Indira has never handled failure very well and is no stranger to beating herself up over even the smallest of mistakes. Even so, her insecurities have not exactly stopped her from taking risks.
But Indira's adaptability and brilliance are exactly what makes her a formidable foe. Over the years, she has become quite the master of manipulation and strategy—she always enjoys being one step ahead and in control. She is very goal-oriented and gets what she wants (or at least tries to). She uses her strengths to her advantage over others. As alluring and as charismatic as she might be, she is not exactly someone to be trusted. She does not mind lying and cheating nor does she mind throwing others under the bus if it benefits her in some sort of way. In simpler terms, she is a selfish young woman. However, she is not beyond feeling guilt nor is she beyond showing mercy. When it comes to those she cares about or even some innocent stranger who might have been nice to her, she struggles to maintain her deception and, therefore, often ends up dealing with some sort of confrontation. In other words, she can be self-sabotaging.
The tidemaker could be considered to be unpredictable. Some find it difficult to track her train of thought or do not know what she is going to do or how she is going to react. Though she is not always direct with her emotions, she has a lot of pent-up and hidden emotions inside. It is probably why she becomes so unhinged when met with things like betrayal or loss in general. She can be a ruthless, vengeful, and overly-emotional individual if she is hit hard in the right places.
Though she definitely has some flaws, the survivalist is not necessarily an evil character. Somewhere underneath all the masks and toughness, she possesses a heart and what one would classify as goodness. If one can swallow her bold personality, Dia is actually can be a fun companion to have around. Her quick verbal humor and sarcasm can definitely bring a smile or laugh to another. She is usually pretty friendly and easy to chat with unless she is in a mood for whatever reason. Given her way of life, she could be considered to be a fairly open-minded individual as well though she still remains pretty strong in her own core beliefs and values though they do not always align with morality.
Nevertheless, Indira is someone who resembles a morally gray individual—she is caught between the good and the bad.
Positive Traits: Quick-witted, charismatic, creative, strong, strategic, bold, adaptable, ambitious, brave
Negative Traits: Cunning, insecure, stubborn, unpredictable, manipulative, deceptive, vindictive, sarcastic, selfish
MBTI Type: ENTX
Hogwarts House: Slytherdor (Slytherin/Gryffindor)
Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Temperament: Choleric

Likes: Gambling, alcoholic beverages, magic, secrets, performing acrobatics, dancing, parties, learning new things, getting into things that she is not supposed to, solving puzzles or mysteries (not literal ones), dressing up when she can, power, perfectionism, messing with people, sweets, taking risks, competition, always being a few steps ahead of her opponent, humor, being in control, music, children, bodies of water
Dislikes: Betrayal, being lied to, feeling powerless/helpless, drüskelle, being belittled, arrogance, boredom, not getting her way, talking about her past, failure, losing a loved one, injustice, when people/things intervene with her plans, being alone for extended periods of time, committing herself to romantic relationships, feeling trapped or confined, not feeling like she is enough
Habits:
— Almost always avoids eye contact when she is lying to someone she cares about
— Rolls her eyes when she is annoyed
— Will pickpocket just about anyone with children being the exception unless they are being a little shit or something
— Her hands get clammy when she is nervous
— She often picks at her own nails when she is bored
— Playing devil's advocate
— Seems to have to win every argument
Fears: Her own death, losing a loved one or someone she cares about, being exposed as a Grisha, failure, confinement, betrayal by someone she trusts, losing her powers/Grisha abilities
Hobbies: Gambling, practicing her magic in secret, acrobatics, getting into things that she shouldn’t, traveling, researching, target practice, dancing
Mental Disorders: N/A

Family:
— Veer Chadha (Biological Father ; Unknown Status)
— Taisiya Novikova (Biological Mother ; Deceased)
— Nihira Chadha (Biological Aunt / Mother Figure ; Unknown Status)
Backstory: Indira was born and raised in Ivets in western Ravka, which is located along the Obol River and is known for its trade with Kerch and Noyvi Zem. Her mother was a lower-class Ravkan named Taisiya Novikova who had married a traveling Suli man by the name of Veer Chadha. Her mother died due to bodily complications following Dia's birth, leaving her to be raised by her father and his twin sister, Nihira. Growing up, her family was rather poor. Her father and her aunt were both performers and had done quite a deal of traveling before her father fell quickly in love with a Ravkan woman. When Indira was born, the family never intended to stay in Ivets for very long, but after her mother's death, it was decided that they would find a residence in the Ravkan town until Indira was old enough to join them in their performing adventures. Nonetheless, it was not an easy decision to make as her guardians struggled to find decent-paying jobs during her childhood. Her clothes and shoes were usually not new or were personally sewn by her aunt who only had access to cheap fabrics. Food was hard to come by and sometimes the family would steal or resort to bin-diving if desperate enough. Now, her father and aunt did continue to perform some acts at local theaters or at local businesses, but it became difficult to perform like they use to due to their progressing ages.
Indira always thought she would end up as a performer like her Suli family as she began receiving training for such arts at a young age. Her aunt was very involved in her life during this time. She was the one who taught Dia the tricks and skills that came with being an artist of sorts. She was very strict and was a perfectionist, which did not always benefit young Dia and it would later have an effect on her future character.
At the age of nine years old, Indira's Grisha abilities began to manifest. It started with small things like unknowingly causing small changes in temperatures to summon small water droplets when she was particularly in a state of emotional distress. However, it was never really that noticeable until she was around eleven years old. While being insulted by a man who was just passing through, she exploded into a fit of anger that triggered her powers to be fully brought forth. After injuring the young man in the eye of the public, her family panicked and brought Inda to see a Grisha examiner. That was the last time she saw her father and her aunt because after she was confirmed to be Grisha, she was swept away by the Second Army and was sent to train at the Little Palace.
When she first arrived at the Little Palace, she was very overwhelmed as she had essentially lost the only family she had and had been forced to adapt to a very different setting. While she pretty much had everything that she could ever need, Indira struggled with her training as her powers were tied to her emotions and she lacked a proper education due to her lack of access to decent education. She suffered a lot of failures and beatings by some of the stronger Grisha in her order during the early years of combat training. As the years went by, however, she did eventually improve her skills. However, even with the lavish life she had been given, Indira was not completely satisfied with it. Deep down inside of her, she craved more than the card that she had been dealt. But she never expected to be given a chance to try something new until she was given a classified mission that eventually led her to Ketterdam.
Due to her experience with Kerch folks in Ivets, Indira was already fluent in the language which it easier for her to blend in. Not too long after to arrived in the town, she became involved in gambling. While she visited many clubs within the city, she became a frequent visitor at the Crow Club. Her skill with cards and tricks that she would sometimes perform in the city drew the attention of leadership positions within the Dregs. She was offered a position in the gang and accepted it, essentially putting off or prolonging her duties set by the Second Amy.

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Crush(es): Open for plotting!
Past Partners: None (Open for plotting!)
Turn-Ons: Secure in themselves, someone that can handle her, intelligence, sense of humor, teasing, banter, accepts her for who she is
Turn-Offs: Overly clingy, arrogance, lacks a sense of humor, someone who is a pushover, players
Dominant or Submissive: She does not necessarily favor either category. She is pretty adaptable to her partner's desires and the situation at hand.

Playlist:
- Sabotage by Bebe Rexha
- Love Me Less by MAX (ft. Quinn XCII)
- 'Cuz I Can by P!nk
- mad woman by Taylor Swift
- Aimed to Kill by Jade LeMac
- Lilith by Halsey

 

[Aviator]

krypt Nels's form is amazing!!! I love your blond bean with all my heart and soul, absolutely accepted!

 

[Viserion]

Track! I’m probably going to keep my same character, but I may tweak her form a bit.

 

[Aviator]

BOKEH. I'm so happy to see Indira rejoining the crew! Absolutely accepted.

 

[Aviator]

powerline Love your lil murder baby to death! Fionnula is accepted.

For everyone else still working on forms, all current reservations will expire on Sunday morning! Please do your best to complete your charries by then.

 

[Viserion]

I’d like to reserve a grisha spot if one opens up!

 

[Aviator]

Hello and good morning, my lovelies! To answer a great question from powerline here is our plotting thread! I can't wait to discuss the relationships between our characters in greater depth.

Furthermore, all current reservations on incomplete character forms have expired. The remaining two Grisha positions are now reserved for SavannahSmiles and Viserion I'm excited to see what kinds of characters you two come up with!

 

[EmperorNorton1]

Hello, I am so so sorry, my computer broke and I have been relegated to using my phone to finish my sheet. Could I please have one more day to get everything finished? Thank you so much and it’s ok if the answer is no.

 

[Lizy]

Elora Winslow

Razorgulls

FC- Jewel Staite

♡coded by uxie♡

Full Name:
Elora Winslow
Name Meaning:
Elora- translates as "sun ray" in Greek.
Winslow- a name of English origin meaning "friend's hill".
Nicknames:
El, The Moth (on jobs)
Gender:
Female
Age:
20
Birthday:
June 12
Nationality:
Kerch
Allegiance:
Razorgulls
Occupation:
Spy, gunslinger
Grisha Order:
N/A
Skills and Weaponry:
Great with a gun, a damn good liar and an observant spy. She is also quite quick on her feet and can make a quick escape when need be.
Appearance:
Elora is capable of maintaining an appearance to fit whatever the Razorgulls need to acquire intel in particular situations. Proper society lady, seductress, poor little street urchin? Elora's got it down. When not on a job, her mid length brown hair is typically worn down and her brown eyes glimmer with mischief. She has an average slim build with a modest amount of muscle.
Scent:
Citrusy with a touch of ginger.
Height & Weight:
5'6", 124lbs
Body Modifications:
The Razorgulls tattoo on her left shoulder blade. Basic ear piercings.
Physical Disabilities:
N/A
Faceclaim:
Jewel Staite

Personality:
Elora has a knack for reading people and anticipating their needs and actions. She enjoys being around people, as it gives her more to do, and she appreciates the anonymity of being in a crowd. She is very observant and notices the small details in things. Particularly charming, she uses her charisma to her advantage, getting people to trust her or to gain people's favor. This isn't to say she can't be genuine though- her display of confidence and charm that she uses for work is just a reflection of what she's like with those she truly cares about. She's quite loyal and is someone you'd want on your side in a conflict. She chooses her loyalties carefully, assessing the character of a person to determine wether or not she'll ally with them. She'll be a good friend to you if you let her. Elora constantly has this bright cheery demeanor that seems unusual for someone who grew up in the streets of Ketterdam. But, if you look a bit closer you'll find that she uses positivity as armor, it doesn't give away too much about herself and keeps her safe. She doesn't like people knowing a lot about her and she finds that being positive causes people to think she is just an open book, with no surprises hidden inside, even when in reality they're only seeing the cover. On the inside, she isn't all smiles. She knows about desperation and survival, and is sure to look out for herself. Still, what's life without hope? She retains some positivity, searching for a bright side to most things, knowing that her spirit would be crushed without being able to genuinely see the good things in life. Guided by her emotions, she sometimes makes reactive, impulsive decisions that get her into trouble. A fantastic liar, she's your go to when you need to pull a fast one on someone through deceit. Though, she is extremely honest when it comes to feedback on jobs and those that she cares about.
Positive Traits:
Loyal, Empathetic, Kind, Observant, Honest (when it really counts)
Negative Traits:
Reactive, Impulsive, Nosey, Guarded, Disorganized
MBTI Type:
ESFP-A
Hogwarts House:
Hufflepuff
Moral Alignment:
Chaotic Good
Temperament:
Sanguine-Choleric
Likes:
Warmth, bad jokes, pretty clothes, sweets, guns, crowds
Dislikes:
The smell of blood, gambling, drinking, being alone, dust
Habits:
Hums when she thinks she's alone, keeps a free hand so she's able to reach for her gun whenever possible
Fears:
Never being able to fully trust someone, having no control over her own life
Hobbies:
Collects bullets, sketching
Mental Disorders:
N/A

Family:
Jaelyn Winslow- Mother- Deceased
Malk Winslow- Father- Estranged
Backstory:
Elora was born in Ketterdam to Jaylen and Malk Winslow, two common street criminals. She never knew much about her mother, as Jaylen died soon after giving birth. Elora always got the sense that her father resented her, although he tried to hide it. Growing up poor, she witnessed the cruelty of Ketterdam and knew that she had to keep her guard up and stay resourceful if she wanted to protect herself. But, she also learned to appreciate the simple joys in life in order to know that life is worth the fight. Malk made an effort to teach Elora some tricks of the trade so that she would be useful, which helped their relationship become more positive. He involved his daughter in many schemes, often with her acting as a distraction so he could steal something or get information. She quickly became more and more involved, actively spying on people to get information that they could sell to the right buyer or aiding in Malik's thievery. Malik also taught Elora how to wield a gun at a very young age and she became a fantastic shot. She was quick on the draw, something that not many people expected from such a young girl, which helped them in their jobs. The charismatic girl also was great around people (a skill her father lacked) and was fantastic at planing a part to get people to give her intel or blending into the background without gathering any attention- listening in on conversations without a soul noticing. She was also just compelling enough to gain other criminal allies, and her and her father occasionally did some freelance work for various gangs. For a while life was fine. Sure, Ketterdam was rough and she had to fight to get ahead, but she was beginning to have a good relationship with her father. During her earlier teen years she felt like her and her father had a good thing going, always looking out for each other so they always had enough to survive. She had become useful enough to not be a burden. They pulled off scheme after scheme. However, Malik developed a nasty drinking habit in Elora's teen years, which led him to become more cruel. It became clear that he only saw his daughter as a way to gain more money. During their jobs, Elora began to feel more and more used, but tried to push that aside for happier thoughts, convincing herself they both had a duty to look out for each other. It wasn't until she was sixteen that she saw her father for what he truly was- a greedy, lazy self-centered man, who was only using her for criminal labor and would betray her in a split second if there was enough in it for him. He came home one night, drunk, having sold her off to marry a wealthy merchant who planned to take her away the next day. This was terrifying to Elora, she hated the idea that she could be owned by someone, so she made a plan. Her father told her where the merchant was staying, so in the dead of night she crept in and shot the old man- fortunately he hadn't had the time to tell anyone of his planned union yet, so no one would suspect her. The next day, she drugged her father and managed to get him on a ship headed to Shu Han, where he would be left stranded with no resources- she'd paid off a couple of sailors to make sure of that. Finally liberated from her manipulative father, she wanted a life of her own, but crime was all that she knew. So, she continued doing what she was best at- just independently. A few members of the Razorgulls knew her, and when they heard her lazy, untrustworthy father was no longer attached to her they approached her to invite her into their operation. Now she's worked as a spy and gunslinger for the Razorgulls for four years and is content with the amount of autonomy she has in her life.

Sexuality:
Bisexual
Relationship Status:
Single
Crush(es):
Tbd
Past Partners:
Tbd
Turn-Ons:
Kindness, humor, loyalty
Turn-Offs:
Jealousy, possessiveness, bad smells
Dominant or Submissive:
Switch

Playlist:
- labour- Paris Paloma
- Dreaming- Blondie
- Pedestrian at Best- Courtney Barnett
- Let Me Go- CAKE
- Barracuda- Heart​

 

[Aviator]

EmperorNorton1 Unfortunately, I have to pass the reservation on to the next people waiting for it, but feel free to still finish your character! You are more than welcome to join our RP with Sholem/Samuel as a non-Grisha.

Lizy Why hullo there.

 

[EmperorNorton1]

Alright then, I’ll do what I can to change his story and still make it fit. Thank you very much, Aviator

 

[SavannahSmiles]

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Inferni

Nari

full name

Jeong, Nari

name meaning

Nari (나리)- means lily in Korean.

Jeong (정)- means loyal, virtuous, chaste, quiet, or gentle in Korean.

Nickname

Her stage name is "The Dancing Lily" or Lily for short.

Gender

Female | She/Her

Age

Eighteen

Date of Birth

February 27th | Pisces

Nationality

Shu Han

Allegiance

N/A

Occupation

Nari is a performer within her traveling caravan, a dancer who slyly integrates her fire ability into her acts, however, to the untrained eye it looks to be a simple fire trick.

Grisha Order

Etherealki (Inferni)

Skills and Weaponry

Nari is rather nimble and quick on her feet. Years of dancing has left her body rather flexible and her small stature and a life of living in a traveling caravan has gifted her with a love for climbing and a lacking fear of heights. Though not a marksman by any means, Nari is fairly proficient in throwing knifes, a skill she learned from one of the other performers in the caravan.

Orange Trees

MARINA

01.

visage

height

4'11" | 150 cm

weight

100 lbs | 45 kg

hair

Dark chestnut curls that tumble to her waist. Nari rarely ever wears her hair loose unless she is retiring for the night. When she is performing, her hair is pulled into elaborate hair-styles often decorated with hair pins and other accessories. On her down time the top half of her hair is generally pulled back and secured with a bow, with her bangs and some pieces of hair left lose to frame her heart-shaped face.

eyes

Dark brown and framed by thick eyelashes. In certain lighting, Nari's eyes have a rich amber hue to them.

build

Lithe and slender, Nari seems small for a girl her age and is often mistaken for being younger than she actually is. She moves with a delicate grace that comes from years of dancing.

Attire

Click for wardrobe aesthetic.

body mods

Nari has both of her ears pierced. Click for picture of piercings.

Physical Disabilities

N/A

Scent

Lilacs and Honey

faceclaim

Lee Ji-eun (IU)

02.

psyche

Nari always seems to emanate a warm and kind aura, with a gentle smile that is freely given to everyone. She is always looking for the hint of good in even the worst of people and events, searching for ways to make things better.

She is always trying to take care of the people around her but in doing so Nari sometimes forgets to take care of herself as well.

A kind-hearted soul by nature, Nari's empathetic tendencies lead her to lending a helping hand whenever she is able and she is unable to turn away from a person in need of help.

Nari is fairly decent at masking her emotions, which leads others to believe that she is calm and collected but in reality, she is just able to hide how she is truly feeling.

She can also be a bit of a perfectionist; she tends to be very hard on herself when she is unable to complete a task to her satisfaction and she has a bad habit of comparing her accomplishments (or lack there of) to the accomplishments of others.

Due to her masking her emotions at times, instead of confronting her negative emotions in a healthy way, Nari bottles them up until she is eventually over-whelmed by them.

virtues

Empathetic, Compassionate, Open-Minded, Creative, Idealistic

vices

Gullible, Perfectionist, Neglectful of her own needs

MBTI Type

INFP-T

Hogwarts House

Hufflepuff

Moral Alignment

Neutral Good

Temperament

Phlegmatic-Melancholic

Likes/Dislikes

+ Reading, Learning new things, Tea, Sweets, Nature, Dancing, Spending time with her family, The colors of the sky as the sun rises

- The cold or being cold, Spiders

Habits

↬ Scrunches up her nose when she is confused about something
↬ Taps her fingers together when she is trying to lie
↬ Twirls her hair when she is nervous
↬ Tends to force a smile when she is upset or angry, she pretends that everything is fine

Fears

Being exposed as Grisha, Her family being killed, Accidentally hurting someone with her fire.

Hobbies

Dancing, Cooking/Baking, Drawing

Mental Disorders

Nari is prone to bouts of anxiety that she does her best to hide from those around her.

03.

history

Nari's mother Iseul was the daughter of a wealthy tea merchant whereas her father Min-Jun was the son of a scribe. The two met when her mother was eighteen and her father was nineteen and currently working as an apprentice in her father's company. The love that blossomed between them had to be kept secret as their coupling would never be approved by Iseul's father.

For a year their relationship consisted of furtive glances sent to one another from across the room or stolen moments hidden in the shadows; however the fragile peace they had hold of shattered to pieces when it was announced that Iseul would be wed to the son of a prosperous company.

With no other choice left to them, Iseul and Min-Jun eloped and joined a traveling caravan that was passing through the area. There her mother performed tea ceremonies and mended the clothing of the performers and her father discovered a talent in jewelry making, which he would sell in the places they traveled through.

Nari was born nine months later, on a cold spring night under the lamp light in her families wagon. Growing up among the performers lead to developing talents of her own, specifically dancing. When she begged her parents a chance to perform in front of a crowd, her mother sewed clothes for her to wear and her father created jewelry to complete the look.

Nari loved performing, hearing the gasps of delight as the jewelry on her wrist and ankles twinkled in the light as she twirled. When she was ten years old and looking after her one year old brother and sister, her elbow accidentally bumped against a lantern and knocked it from where it had been placed. The shattering sound of glass filled the room as the rug caught on fire, blocking the door and preventing the children's escape. Terrified, Nari bundled the twins into her arms and rushed them as far away from the fire as she could, placing them on the bed. The windows would not open fully, which meant escape from them was not an option.

With tears streaking down her cheeks, tiny Nari flung out her hands and willed with all her might that the fire would go away...and to her surprise, it did. Her parents arrived back to their home to find the smoldering remains of their rug and an inconsolable Nari. Through her sniffles and hiccups, Nari managed to explain what had happened.

Her parents were rightfully terrified for their daughter, they knew very well of the public's opinion of Grisha. They set Nari down and explained that she needed to be very careful to never let anyone find out what she could do. But Nari's curiosity had been piqued and as such she began practicing her abilities in secret.

As she grew older and both her skill as a dancer and as a Grisha improved, she realized that she didn't have to fully hide that part of herself. As a performer, she was allowed some credit of suspended disbelief from her onlookers and with careful practice, Nari incorporated fire into her dancing act, disguising it as a simple fire trick that would fool the untrained eye. At her request, her father crafted flint and steel bracelets for her that allows her to create a spark by striking them against each other. Her parents were worried of course, but they wanted to trust her decision and show her that they are there to support her.

Nari thought that the caravans trip to Ketterdam would be like any of the other places they had been to, too late did she realize that the city is a powder-keg ready to explode.

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05.

Family

Jeong, Min-jun

Father ~ 39 years old ~ Alive

Jeong, Iseul

Mother ~ 38 years old ~ Alive

Jeong, Duri & Hana

Duri- Left
Hana- Right
Twin siblings of Nari ~ 9 years old ~ Alive

06.

misc

Sexuality

Pansexual

Relationship Status

Single.

Crush(es)

Open for Plotting!

Past Partners

None; she has had small crushes on some who have come and gone from the caravan, but nothing beyond that.

Turn-Ons

Confident | Loyal | Has a sweet side | Artistic | Honest | Flirty

Turn-Offs

Aggressive | Needlessly violent | Negativity towards Grisha or foreigners | Rudeness towards others | Poor hygiene

Dominant or Submissive

Submissive.

Playlist

TBA.

♡coded by uxie♡

 

[Aviator]

Lizy Amazing character sheet!! Elora is accepted.

SavannahSmiles Nari is looking lovely so far, and I can't wait to see the finished product!

 

[Nenny]

Full Name: Lucas Rasmus Mortensen
Name Meaning: Lucas - from the Latin verb lucere, "to shine"; Rasmus - deriving from the Greek erasmios meaning "beloved"
Nicknames: Luke, codename Skarntyde (meaning hemlock)
Gender: Cis male
Age: 25
Birthday: December 21st

Nationality: 1/2 Fjerdan, 1/2 Kerch
Allegiance: Dime Lions
Occupation: Bouncer, Assassin
Grisha Order: N/A
Skills and Weaponry: Dual daggers; there's something about close combat that appeals to him. After nearly a decade of training in several different styles of fighting, he's confident entering most physical altercations. He has also become adept at brewing poisons, for those instances when indirect violence is necessary for the preferred outcome. He carries a pistol out of necessity, but guns are just so...soulless.
He's fluent in both Fjerdan and Kerch.

Appearance: Long blond hair that's more moon-touched than sun-kissed. Ivory skin, pale forget-me-not blue eyes. A somber, frowning mouth and serious eyes, with heavy brows and a sharp jawline. Luke is tall and thin, and would be considered rangy if not for the cords of muscle lining his arms, hard-won by combat. Overall, he comes across as rather aloof, with a slouchy, almost lazy gait. When on a mission, purpose gives him the form of a coiled snake ready to strike. Despite his androgynous appearance, his voice is very low and masculine, with a bit of a rasp from his habit of chain-smoking.
Scent: Tobacco and Freesia
Height & Weight: 6'2" and 160lbs
Body Modifications: Scars from the fangs of a wolf down his left shoulder and arm
Physical Disabilities: N/A
Face Claim: Emil Andersson

Personality: Luke has very little care for his own life, and is mostly fueled to survive for revenge against his brother's murderer. He's an avid smoker and drinker, detests any form of control or authority, and his blunt demeanor can get him into trouble. There's an aimlessness to Luke, who, when not fighting or searching for information on Villads, falls into a state of quiet melancholy or emotional numbness. He doesn't have much skill in regards to forging strong social bonds, and is very much the type of person who likes spending time with animals over people. There's a gentle side to Luke he does his best to hide away, one that feeds alley cats and reads poetry, but gentle means weak, and he can't afford weakness in this life. Perhaps the only time he allows his empathy to shine through is when utilizing violence to protect someone, but it's a double-edged sword: Luke has a deep well of rage within him, and when that bloodlust is triggered, he can fully detach from all empathy. It's another side of himself he's not proud of, and does his best to bury deep down.
Positive Traits: Protective, deep thinker, clever, strong-willed, honest (perhaps to a fault), self-aware
Negative Traits: Cynical, stubborn, overcompensates for perceived weaknesses, blunt, lacks self-care, impulsive when angry
MBTI Type: INTJ
Hogwarts House: Gryffinclaw
Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Temperament: Melancholic

Likes: Smoking, drinking (really any substance that dulls the mind), fighting, poetry, the quiet, blackbirds, snow, late night walks, underdogs, the sweet promise of vengeance
Dislikes: Authority figures, injustice, hypocrites, crowds, forced optimism, pointless lies, having his personal space invaded, being without a weapon, the open ocean
Habits: Constantly fidgeting with a blade, furrows his brows when thinking, cracks his knuckles
Fears: Intimacy, losing someone he cares about, the idea that the only good bits of him died along with his brother
Hobbies: Whittling figurines of birds, getting into petty brawls if he's feeling hotblooded, long naps, reading, getting obliterated on whatever substances he can find
Mental Disorders: Depression

Family: Arvo Mortensen - father, estranged; Clara Mortensen nee Holm - mother, estranged; Mikkel - twin brother, deceased; Laerk - younger sister, estranged.
Backstory: Luke's father was from Fjerda, raised as a proud Druskelle warrior. Arvo spent decades traveling the continents to hunt down Grisha, though his service ended with an early retirement after a fight with a fleeing Inferni slave ended with him half-covered in third degree burns. He barely survived, and met his wife-to-be while recovering in Kerch, as Clara Holm was his nurse. Luke and Mikkel were born a little over a year later, and when the twins were seven, their younger sister Laerk joined the family.

Mikkel had always been the social twin; compassionate and full of a zest for life and all its adventures. Luke had been more bookish and withdrawn, with a quiet, solemn countenance. The Mortensen siblings grew up on horror stories about Grisha, of their untamable powers and savage dispositions. Arvo's bitterness ran deep, as much a part of him as the scars from his burnt flesh. So it was more than a surprise when Mikkel came into his powers at eleven years old in a bright spark of flames. That day Luke learned that the world was a place of terrible irony, and that fathers could turn their backs on their children in an instant.

Luke tried to go after Mikkel that day, when he'd packed a meager bag and disappeared into the darkness, but Arvo's wolf had been guarding the door that night. Arvo himself acted as though it was a kindness that he'd requested his son's murder rather than his enslavement. He'd called in a favor with an old Druskelle buddy, and that Mikkel would be put down like a dog seemed, to him, a necessary evil. Luke still has the scars from his father's wolf's fangs gripping him, keeping him at heel when his brother was forced to run for his life in terror.

After Mikkel's murder, Luke was never the same. At first he tried to stay for his mother and sister, though he resented Clara for doing nothing in the face of her husband's wrath. But Laerk was innocent, and what if she developed Grisha powers herself? Luke needed to protect her. And he tried, he did, for five long years. Five years of avoiding being in the same room as his father, of putting his fist through mirrors when his brother's face stared back at him through the glass. He grew his hair out, and started spending his time with the local youth his mother had always called "a bad influence." He learned to scrap in alleyways and numb himself with stolen alcohol. The only person he tempered his internal chaos for was his sister, and even that was for nothing. Laerk had swallowed every lie their father uttered about Grisha, and had grown to blame her late brother for destroying their family. When she talked about wanting to go to Fjerda for Druskelle training, to follow in Arvo's footsteps, Luke knew it was time to leave.

His fear of the open ocean kept him on the continent, kept his wanderlust at bay. But Kerch was big enough to get lost in if one so pleased, and that's exactly what Luke did. At sixteen, he settled in Ketterdam, immediately falling back into his pattern of fights and drugs. He found himself most often at establishments owned by the Dime Lions, though he was unaware of that at the time. Gang fights had never held much interest to Luke. The only things he cared about were methods to numb his pain, and any information he could gleam about Villads Hansen -- the Druskelle warrior who cut down his brother. It was coincidence that he was drinking in the corner of a bar when a customer got too handsy with one of the waitresses, only to find himself dragged out into the night and beaten bloody for his transgressions by a silent, seething Luke. He'd been offered a job, then, a simple gig for hired muscle, and in desperate need of money, he'd agreed. In time and with training, Luke added assassination to his skill sheet; just another stepping stone on his path to vengeance.


Sexuality: He has found both men and women attractive in theory
Relationship Status: Single
Crush(es): N/A
Past Partners: Sex has only been a means to an end in Luke's life, whether for information or easy access to poison an adversary. So while he has experience physically, he has never had a "partner" in the traditional sense of the word.
Turn-Ons: Unknown
Turn-Offs: Unknown
Dominant or Submissive: Unknown, though he has switched depending on the mission at hand

Playlist:
- VAST: Touched
- Nirvana: Lithium
- The Yardbirds: Turn Into Earth
- Orgy: Blue Monday
- The Rasmus: Guilty
- System of a Down: Toxicity

 

[skycaptor]

Lovise Hexum

nicknames: Lova; Love; codename: Smilla (meaning "one with a beautiful smile")

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  Full Name: Lovise Hexum
  Birth Name: Astrid Linnea Hexum
  Name Meaning: Lovise: "renowned warrior" | Astrid: "beautiful" | Linnea: "twinflower"
  Nicknames: Lova; Love; codename: Smilla (meaning "one with a beautiful smile")
  

  
  
  
  
  

  Gender: Cis Female (she/her)
  Age: 20
  Birthday: February 12th
  

  
  
  
  
  

  Nationality: Fjerdan
  Allegiance: The Dregs
  Occupation: Lovise works in and around the Crow Club, luring men and women from the Fifth Harbor or even from all around Ketterdam when needed to come visit the club, accompanying them drinking, gambling, and "whatever else", all the while coaxing them to keep spending and drinking, using her charms to get them to share their secrets with her, knowing just what to say or do to get their safe to open. When they're intoxicated enough, she's not above stealing some of their riches, if they haven't spent enough.
  She also a steerer, stealing business flow from other territories, disguising herself each time she does so, though this one she doesn't do as often as to not get caught.
  Disguise specialist.
  Grisha Order: -
  Skills and Weaponry: Lova is known to be adept with a rapier; which was a rather unique main weapon of choice in the first place. She's rarely seen without it, even when asleep, her rapier would always be within reach. She's also not bad with throwing knives. She keeps two daggers at all times: one strapped on her right thigh, one on her left boot. Another sharp thing on her person worth of note is a hairpin, though she hasn't had the chance to use it other than its intended purpose yet. She's not that lousy of a shoot, and she rarely uses firearms anyway. She's almost useless in a weaponless, hand-to-hand combat, but she'd try and talk her way out of it.
  She's known as a charmer, able to capture people's attention as easy as a siren would, and make them feel like they're the most special person in this wretched world. She's observant, and a natural lie detector, doing so by studying their minor shifts in facial expression, body language, and voice. She's also an excellent liar and actor, and people never could tell which aspect of her is real and which is just another mask she's decided to don. The actor part includes transforming physically, knowing her way around makeup and costuming just enough to look like another person, not a performer. The results are often scary good, people could hardly recognize her and if they do, they're forced to think surely she tailored herself.
  Lovise is a polyglot, who, aside from her mother tongue, is also fluent in Ravkan, Zemini, and Kerch, and can speak Kaelish pretty well. She'd picked up bits of Ravkan from her drüskelle brothers, and improved on it and the others after she left Fjerda. She knows a few phrases and words of Suli and Shu, enough to be able to know the essence of a conversation, and chip in here and there. This doesn't mean she can read all those languages.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  Sexuality: Pansexual
  Relationship Status: Single (open to discuss)
  Crush(es): None atm (open to discuss)
  Past Partners: Just physical; or? (open to discuss)
  Turn-Ons: Gruffness, stoicism, kindness, rebels, skillfulness, people who gets nervous around her, distinctiveness, blond(e)s, blue eyes, clean shaven, someone as flirty as her, nerds / booksmarts
  Turn-Offs: Stupidity, superiority complex, unhygienic, rowdiness, bragging
  Dominant or Submissive: Switch; though has only been dominant so far
  

  
  
  
  
  

  playlist

  
  
  
  
  

  - Warrior - AURORA
  - Chimera - aeseaes
  - Lilith - Ellise
  - Burn Your Village - Kiki Rockwell
  - Man's World - MARINA
  - cult leader - KiNG MALA
  - Plastic Hearts - Miley Cyrus
  - break up with your girlfriend, i'm bored - Ariana Grande
  - Monogamy - Leith Ross
  - Plenty - aeseaes
  - mercy - KiNG MALA
  - sloppy - KiNG MALA, UPSAHL
  - Runaway - AURORA
  - Sandman - Ellise
  - Lullaby - Ellise
  

  
  
  
  
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  Appearance

  
  
  
  
  

  At first glance, Lovise doesn't look like the trademark Fjerdan, with her dark locks and hazel eyes, and she prides herself on that. She was born pale skin, now it's tanned lightly. She's of average-ish height, rather tall for a lady, but still short enough for the men. She's blessed with a shapely figure and a smaller waist, which helps in her line of work. Her wardrobe is mainly low neckline dresses of various styles in reds and blacks, and few of other colors. She dons corsets as everyday wear. Her day-to-day makeup includes dark smokey eyes with just a hint of red to enhance the green in her hazel eyes, generous though not overdone rouge on her cheeks and lips. She wears heels indoors, heeled boots outdoors; neither are more than three inches, so she doesn't become overpoweringly tall. Her hair is dark brown that becomes golden when the sunlight hits; sometimes its fully down, which reaches her waist, or a half up bun with a hair pin. The only time she puts her hair up is for steering or undercover duties. It's naturally pin-straight but she curls it regularly. She accessorizes with lace or silk chokers and matching earrings, usually with gem pendants. She bears two tattoos, one from her year as a pirate on the side of her upper right thigh, one of the crow-and-cup on her left forearm. Her only scar is the one cut mark right below her Dregs tattoo.
  Scent: Patchouli & Jasmine
  Height & Weight: 170cm/5'7", 60kg/132lbs
  Body Modifications: One lobe piercing on each ear and a helix on her left.
  Physical Disabilities: N/A
  ➥Wardrobe
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  Faceclaim: Young Rachel Weisz
  
  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  
  
  (let's pretend her eyebrows are not plucked a la late 90s early 00s.)
  

  
  
  
  
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  Personality

  
  
  
  
  

  Lova is a master of act, spending her whole new life pretending. She likes being in command of the room, capturing people's attention. Doesn't mean she'd beg for it; she likes to think she's better than that. She's not one to cause a ruckus, wanting to maintain a class act even at the bottom of the barrel. She never gets angry, or at least she never let it show. For her, anger would just cloud her judgement, and that's just a carelessness she can't afford. She never approaches people first, and when she does, she'd twist it around and make it look like she was approached first instead. When she wants to blend with the crowd, she could, capable of turning people's attention on her on and off like a switch.
  Needless to say, she is a confident woman, seemingly effortlessly charismatic. She uses that particular charm of hers to lure people into giving her all their secrets, all the while making it seem like a two-way trade. She deals in lies, knowing when to slip in some truths to make it believable, how elaborate her lie needs to be, or just carefully dancing around the truth. No one can say for sure they know her, not that most care enough to look past her beauty to actually try.
  She actually enjoys flirting, and a proper witty banter. It's just what people think they'd get after hearing her laugh that she hates, like it's expected, and so easy to get. And she hates it more that she has to give it to them. She chooses to focus on the secrets she manages to reel in to endure; the priceless currency it is and the power it gives her over them. She's not always scheming, and as much as she'd like to be, she's not heartless. She just knows now that it'll just be taken advantage of, so she acts like wears her heart on her sleeve, when in reality she keeps it safe under lock & key so no one can reach it.
  Past all that, she's just a scared and needy girl who cannot stand being alone physically or mentally. One who feels like she's walking on glass each of her waking moment, on the verge of snapping. Who hates to feel weak and useless. But she's in control enough to not do that. Smart enough to retract that part of her back, kicking it back to the shadows. Sometimes it truly hits her, how alone and invisible she really is, because despite being seen by everyone, no one really sees her.
  She hates being told what to do, though she will still do what she's assigned. It's just how it will be done that she'd take control of, choosing to do it her own way most of the time over following the plan. She's a bit reckless and unpredictable in that way, and she likes it, feeling like a lioness in a circus, able to pounce on its trainer anytime it pleases, but chooses not to. Yet. And she thinks her way is better anyway, taking pride in her cleverness, though it had, more than once, caused more trouble than it's worth. But she's still here, alive and breathing, which means she'd do it again. But for now, she's resigned to her fate, and doesn't want to think too far into the future, though she still dreams of making enough money to get the fuck out of here. If not for herself, for her sister.
  During her quiet times, she likes to people-watch, returning the favor of the many eyes on her normally. She psychoanalyzes them, blending with the crowd when doing so instead of lurking in the shadows because she sucks at doing that.
  She tends to avoid combat when she could. Not because of the violence factor, that part she doesn't mind. She knows that compared to the average barrel dweller, she has a slim chance of winning via force. That's why she carries her rapier everywhere, the weight of it helps in calming her down; because she knows she has a target etched on her head, and way more eager shooters than suitors.
  When intoxicated, she seems more carefree, more laughter heard from her mouth, her body swaying, dancing around, even gets rowdy, especially when gambling or playing card games etc., which she only does when she's had enough to drink. It's the only time she truly lets loose, even if it's only a little bit.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  Positive Traits: Confident, charismatic, outwardly imperturbable, observant, outgoing, inquisitive, crafty, resilient
  Negative Traits: Arrogant, domineering, defiant, treacherous, distrusting, impatient, not punctual, hates schedules, overprotective of others but puts herself in danger, perfectionist
  MBTI Type: ESTP
  Hogwarts House: Gryffindor
  Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
  Temperament: Choleric-Sanguine
  

  
  
  
  
  

  Likes: flirting, the sun, money, counting money, spending money, drinking, experimenting on weird food / drinks combinations, candles, the sea, sailing, silks, gems, fresh flowers, new shoes and dresses, dancing, games, gambling, skinship, sky full of stars, full moons, being read to sleep, late spring—early summer, her hair curled, cream puffs, fresh fruits, flowery tea blends, shanties
  Dislikes: being talked down on, hand-to-hand combat, running, sweating, climbing, rough/rocky surfaces, puppets & dolls, traditionalist way of thinking, sexism, old men, hot and humid weather, storms, over-friendliness, getting rained on, crying, waiting, sitting around doing nothing, abuse of power, ticking clocks, loud bells, touching dirt / soil, loud / snotty / rowdy children, babies, forests / woods (especially when it's dark or snowing or both), winter, short hair / braids (for herself), swimming, soaking, baths
  Habits:
  — keeps a "resting smiling face" all the time. practically never relaxes her face to a true neutral expression in public
  — plays/fidgets with her hair
  — leaning a little too close when talking to someone
  — laughs more & becomes overly friendly when pissed
  — touches literally everything
  — carries a handkerchief everywhere
  — has to win when challenged
  — calls everybody by pet names
  — can't talk about her feelings sober
  — thinks alcohol is a cure-all
  — psychoanalyzes people
  — oils & heatless curls her hair every night she sleeps in her room by herself
  — she's bad with money, always spending them on things she could mark with her name instead
  Fears: feeling unwanted, feeling incapable, marrying an old rich man—ending up a house/trophy-wife, solitary confinement
  Hobbies: flirting, experimenting on disguises on herself and/or others, practicing languages, pampering herself, people watching
  Mental Disorders: rejection sensitive dysphoria, paranoia (but with reason, really), masking(?), idk what else is wrong with her but my girl is definitely not sane !
  

  
  
  
  
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  Lovise Agneta Hexum | twin-sister | deceased
  Elmar Sakarias Hexum | older brother | alive
  Hannes Matz Hexum | older brother | alive
  Fulla Anneli Hexum | mother | alive
  Eldar Hexum | father | alive
  Iyo Ziwe | father figure | deceased
  

  
  
  
  
  

  Backstory

  
  
  
  
  

  Lova was born Astrid Linnea Hexum, mere minutes after her twin-sister, Lovise Agneta Hexum. They were born to Eldar Hexum and his wife, Fulla. She has two older brothers: one was 3 years older than her, the eldest child, Elmar, and the other was 2 years older than her, Hannes. Eldar hated his life, always reminiscing back when he was training to be a drüskelle, which was the "best years of his life", his words to his wife and four children. His wife took the brunt of it, her thick rough-spun dresses shielding her from the cold but not from his fists. The bruises bloomed purple beneath her clothes, but she hid them from the world, determined to preserve the her delusion of a perfect family. He was already content with two sons, and had begun to plan for their future as holy soldiers, ridding Djel's earth of drüsje scums. When his wife bore him two daughters, he saw it as a gaffe on her part. Though as they grew older, he began to soften to the idea of loving his daughters. But then, one of them picked up a wooden sword.
  Astrid grew up a spunky tomboy. She was her parents' worst nightmare, and was compared to her 'perfect' siblings a lot. An inner joke of their family was that she skipped the walking phase and just took off running. Only she saw it as a joke though. It was said during one of her parents' regular scoldings. But she didn't really cared that much back then, still running around tailing her brothers, and have wooden sword fights with Hannes. He even lets her win sometimes. Hannes was always nicer to her than Elmar. He said she was funny, more like a boy than a girl, and she took that as a compliment. Her parents didn't mind it that much, as they thought might as well get it all out of her system first. When the two brothers got sent to begin training, her parents thought she'd finally be a proper young lady now, finally becoming more like Lovise without her brothers' influence. She didn't change that much, still preferring the outdoors than indoors, feeling caged and puppet-like inside. Whenever the brothers return home, they would tell their stories, and Eldar would beam, unbearably proud of his sons, boasting to every neighbor that would listen. Hannes would later share with her every explicit details in private, just their little secret. He shared with her everything he learned, even teaching her the languages he picked up and their ways of fighting.
  The twin girls grew up inheriting their mothers' looks, the prettiest girls of their little village not far from Elling. Just a few years into their adolescence, men and women with their sons began lining up to court them. At 16, their courtship began. Astrid with a kind man who was almost a decade older, and she was surprised so find she didn't hate him, but she still didn't like the courtship process either. Lovise got much better offers, as she was more desirable as a wife, and was courted by a richer man, a merchant, and was showered with gifts. But just after her third dinner Astrid panics and knows this is absolutely not the life for her, that she wouldn't be able to live as just a wife, just a mother. She'd always want more, and she couldn't ignore the possible curse of eternal longing. Lovise, always the loving, loyal soul that she was, helped her run away, and even came with, which would become the one thing that would haunt Astrid forever. Together, they have just enough money from their savings to pay their way to Novyi Zem on a cargo ship. The second night at port, their ship was hijacked, the twins' money was not enough to shut loose lips, and words of two ripe Fjerdan girls got out to the traffickers. They were taken immediately to be shipped to Ketterdam.
  The days blurred below deck. They did not know when they would be allowed meals or fresh water, what fate awaited them, nor when they would see the sky again, if at all. The girls huddled for warmth, and the only thing keeping Astrid sane was her sister's voice streaming endless prayers, with nothing to show for it except a dry throat and puffy eyes. They were examined at the next port, and apparently being identical twins fetches higher prices, so they would be auctioned the next day instead. That night they were kept below deck still, and they made plans to escape, now that land is within reach. Astrid would distract them, and Lovise would ran away. That was how it was supposed to go. But of course, the Gods hate her.
  She could barely remember what happen, her own subconscious keeping the memory of that night from her. One thing was for sure, her sister was dead. Her body floating face down on the water. And somehow she got away, managed to stow herself onto a ship, a bloody blade in her hands, white from gripping its handle, trembling. She did not sleep a wink that night, and a deckhand found her the next morning, and she'd near taken their eye out.
  She was brought to the captain of the ships after they managed to take hold of her. She never stopped thrashing around and screaming. Though some of the crew wanted to throw her overboard immediately as she was a woman, the captain took pity on her, and locked her on the hold instead, leaving her to calm down alone. The captain checks up on her daily, bringing meals and water with him, trying to get her talking. He didn't let anybody disturb her. She was lucky for once.
  After she doesn't know how many days, she'd felt fine enough to finally converse with the captain. He's Zemini, and had introduced himself as Iyo Ziwe. He called her Lovise, because apparently that's the only comprehensible thing she'd mutter for the first few days that she was out of it. She'd decided then to use her twin's name from then on, so they'd still be together.
  He'd let her stay, as long as she earns her keep. So she did. She became a scrubber, and eventually an entertainer, telling made-up stories regularly, dancing at times, putting on one-woman shows. The crew eventually softened up to her, and accepted her as one of them. Or so she'd thought. For months, things were going great, as Iyo took her under his wing, taught her sword-fighting, even gave her first proper blade. And she has never went without it since. He also taught her Zemini, appointing her to his inner circles when he did. Seeing how easy she picked up the language, Iyo made other foreign crew teach her their tongue. Things were going great for her, feeling as free as she could be, the salt air on her hair, nothing but water on the horizon days at a time. Best of all, in a ship full of men, no one had ever dared to lay a hand on her.
  Her days as a pirate was smooth-sailing. Until one night when they'd docked in Ketterdam, Iyo most trusted crew for a night of fun, an annual occasion. When they'd returned to their ship, it was almost dawn, and they'd just started drifting to sleep in their quartes, the commotion began, and then there was fire. Their ship was being attacked. Some were killed, some were arrested. The captain found her first, and told her to run, and not to worry, he's got this handled. He handed her her rapier, told her to find her way to the Crow Club, mention his name, and say the debt is paid with her. She was confused, and just froze in her tracks. Iyo slapped her, bringing her back, and sent her off, after kissing her forehead goodbye, providing cover as she ran. She spared one last glance back at the harbor, where the ship was ablaze, fire high and bright, and her eyes just managed to caught the moment the captain was shot and slumped to the ground. So she ran and ran, and had attempted to be stealthy, sticking to the walls and the shadows. Eventually she had somehow arrived safely where she was told to go, with only a cut on her arm and her rapier at hand.
  She was pulled to the back, until they were able to confirm that she was Iyo Ziwe's cherished mentee. Then she was granted a place to stay, as long as she joins the Dregs, and puts her looks and charm to good use. By dusk that same day, she's gotten a second mark on her arm, near where she was cut, and a bed to sleep on. And she'd earn her keep, she'd persevere. If not for herself, for lives lost so hers could go on.
  Two years later, she's still loyal to the Dregs, one of their most infamous though revered vixens, still surviving with the secrets she's collected woven as armor.
  

  
  
  
  

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SavannahSmiles Nari is such a lovely little bean! Accepted. Sorry for the suspense lol, I saw a late showing of The Flash last night and passed out the minute I got home.

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