Name:

Valia Laire Selenzek

Nicknames:

TBA

Age:

Unknown

Gender:

Female

Familial Dynamics:

Unknown to this point.

Appearance:

Valia has a very striking appearance, beginning with her long, dark hair which is quite glossy and seems to naturally adopt a different shape every day. Some days it's sleek and straight, others it's quite a mess of waves and curls. Since Valia doesn't really do anything for the benefit of others or to improve social standing, she rarely brushes her hair or styles it in any particular way. Despite her neglect of this area of her life, her hair always seems to catch the eye of whoever is in the room with her.

In addition to her hair, Valia's delicate--if not angelic--features often attract quite a bit of attention. Despite the softness of her features and their objectively attractive nature, this young woman does nothing to draw those around her in. In fact, she's usually wearing an icy, closed-off expression that implies that she is perpetually ready to challenge and defend. Her eyes are a warm hazel color with a mix of amber, gold, and forest green flecks scattered within. However, they are always unfocused and distant as a result of her current state.

Clothing Style:

Although Valia doesn't necessarily have an opportunity to choose her clothing for herself, what is provided for her seems to fit its purpose well. She is frequently seen wearing practical clothing that is warm and efficient without drawing too much attention to herself. She frequently wears dark clothing that allows her to blend into her surroundings as well as a variety of gear to stash her weapons in. Despite this, she truly doesn't care about clothing, and is just as easily convinced to wear a ballgown or something equally fancy. If it serves a purpose, she's open to it.

Scent:

Distinctly feminine, primarily hints of jasmine, rose, and sandalwood.

Social Dynamics:

Since she has no idea who she is or why she's capable of what she's capable of, Valia is quite weary of others, and is only acting on her fear and her fight instinct. In general, she's going to be quite closed off from others for fear of what she's capable of and what others might do to her if they find out. Her only source of comfort is within x, whose name she somehow knows. His name was the only thing she could remember when she awoke in that cell, and she repeated it to herself for the infinite span of time she spent locked up there, alone.

Despite this, she knows how to use her charm to her advantage when needed, especially if it brings her some sort of benefit. She's also extremely intelligent and highly trained in many areas, so she pairs best with someone who will challenge her and won't simply stand to be impressed by her. She thoroughly enjoys debating and sparring with others, so someone intelligent would be best. Despite this, she is quite hard on herself, so people who are empathetic or at least try to be are a good balance to her no nonsense, no excuses outlook on life. She's not much for people who value feelings, but individuals that she respects would be best to remind her that feelings should sometimes matter and sometimes hold relevance, too.

Backstory:

Unknown to this point.

Skills [known]:

Unknown to this point.

Magic Abilities:

- seeing life through x's eyes in her dreams

- when touched by x, she experiences sensory overload which allows her to increase her non-seeing senses

- more to be added as i develop her <3

Affiliations:

tba later in plot (to keep track), for now, the basic info is listed within the social dynamics section.

Other:

none for now :)

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ZALAVAN CORISAR

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She failed to kill him.

Masculine | Unknown | Assassin | Life within Death, the construct of the ancients.

He failed to forget her.

Moniker:
At current, his name is Alacher Doristan.
-- A name befitting a king. --

Aroma:

Appearance:
It's as if the moon, the sun, and the stars collided and decided to make a human. It's as though being born in an eclipse meant that a radiant halo of charisma follows him everywhere he goes, and even though people know he's dangerous, they seem not to care- it's as though his sheer existence radiates a need to be near him. Almost like the heavens knew something the people didn't, when they decided he was going to be created.

His tones are earthy and bronze, pleasing to the eye and generally very inviting- that's not to say he is. Although his skin may be more akin to copper than to fragile porcelain, his eyes, a mere mimic of the pine forests from his childhood, his stance is careless, laid back. In his field, he has often had to force himself away from being invitational- it would ruin him. It would ruin them. It would get them to buzz his handsome black curls off his head in shame, and he could never lose those.

His 5'10" body is almost always clothed in black- he works in the night, he blends in with the darkness. -- and yet, he still looks beautiful in robes of gold. -- It's easier for him to hide small satchels, vials, and weapons on his person in the dark, in his current state, and how he chooses to present himself. It's much harder to tell someone is well- or ill-intentioned when it's hard enough telling what they look like- no matter how distinctive they typically look, no matter how noticeable the personality.

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