Post by Valencia on Apr 25, 2011 8:08:05 GMT -5
Player Name: Alora
Contact info(e-mail, screen name, etc):
*Years of Rping: Many
Name: Valencia
Age: 2,000 +
Gender: Female
Bloodline: Nimbus
Preferred mantel (pick three): Golden Tamarin, Andalusian Horse, Coral Snake
Court Preference: Unseelie
Appearance: Skin that's tinted with an orangish-red, so it very much resembles copper rather then the tanned skin of humans. Black waist length hair that always seems to be animated on it's own account even in the absence of wind. Solid black eyes (not dark brown), with the irises ringed in a dark red, giving her an intense and rather eerie stare. The skin around her eyes is tinted red, like a blood flush in the wrong place.
Valencia has a bombshell body to die for and is well aware of it. She prefers to dress in a style bred of late colonial and medieval, using corsets and tight bodices to enhance her...assets. She loves shiny jewelry and can be easily persuaded to do tasks or give away information in payment for such objects.
Personality: Valencia likes to pretend she is not of mixed blood, flocking to sidhe in a sort of idol worship. She is convinced her coming into power is unavoidable and will act rather desparately if she thinks it will put her closer to that goal. She strives to be elegant and flashy, quick to use her brilliant smile, and adores the life of a courtier simply for the pompous show they put on. She's rather spoiled, demanding to be taken care of as she thinks a lady of stature should be. But she's not above hard work and can be both devious and ruthless in her quest to get ahead.
Valencia has a tendency to lash out at anyone who tells her no, her anger almost transforming her physically and verbally into a harpy-like creature, with a voice an octive lower then her normal, melodic one. She is terribly violent in this state, beyond rational or reason and resorts to basest, animalistic actions. This stems from the phoenix blood in her veins.
She is a patron of the arts, having the voice of a siren and knowing how to use it to her advantage. She is singing more often then speaking and she will always say yes to a dance.
She loathes getting dirty, unless it's required for her to gain something she covets. She had a fear of spiders.
History: She was born on the island of Crete, a daughter of a sidhe father and a phoenix x siren mother. She prefers to ignore the fact that her mother was some Greek abomination even though she is basically a replica of her, though she'd rather die then admit it.
She was abandoned very young due to her hostility and has been independent since then, perhaps secretly craving to be nurtured due to the complete lack of it in her youth. She has lived under the assumption that she is perfect and terrible and beautiful because the human males saw her as a goddess and both revered and feared her. She basked in the attention she received in the ancient world and fell into a era of depression and wrathful revenge when the Greek world started to crumble and she was no longer a center of attention.
She took to inhabiting the seas, using her siren song to drive boats onto the rocks, and dragging the male sailors to their deaths. Before they died, she would weep over them, making them swear she was the most beautiful woman they'd ever seen. It pacified her for a time, but she still felt empty and angry and longed for more. But then the ships stopped coming and the world evolved into a place where creatures of myth like she were forgotten. She turned bitter and hated all mankind with a ravonous fury. She fled to Alanor, searching for a place where she could regain the spotlight and perhaps fill the void in her stained soul.
Contact info(e-mail, screen name, etc):
*Years of Rping: Many
Name: Valencia
Age: 2,000 +
Gender: Female
Bloodline: Nimbus
Preferred mantel (pick three): Golden Tamarin, Andalusian Horse, Coral Snake
Court Preference: Unseelie
Appearance: Skin that's tinted with an orangish-red, so it very much resembles copper rather then the tanned skin of humans. Black waist length hair that always seems to be animated on it's own account even in the absence of wind. Solid black eyes (not dark brown), with the irises ringed in a dark red, giving her an intense and rather eerie stare. The skin around her eyes is tinted red, like a blood flush in the wrong place.
Valencia has a bombshell body to die for and is well aware of it. She prefers to dress in a style bred of late colonial and medieval, using corsets and tight bodices to enhance her...assets. She loves shiny jewelry and can be easily persuaded to do tasks or give away information in payment for such objects.
Personality: Valencia likes to pretend she is not of mixed blood, flocking to sidhe in a sort of idol worship. She is convinced her coming into power is unavoidable and will act rather desparately if she thinks it will put her closer to that goal. She strives to be elegant and flashy, quick to use her brilliant smile, and adores the life of a courtier simply for the pompous show they put on. She's rather spoiled, demanding to be taken care of as she thinks a lady of stature should be. But she's not above hard work and can be both devious and ruthless in her quest to get ahead.
Valencia has a tendency to lash out at anyone who tells her no, her anger almost transforming her physically and verbally into a harpy-like creature, with a voice an octive lower then her normal, melodic one. She is terribly violent in this state, beyond rational or reason and resorts to basest, animalistic actions. This stems from the phoenix blood in her veins.
She is a patron of the arts, having the voice of a siren and knowing how to use it to her advantage. She is singing more often then speaking and she will always say yes to a dance.
She loathes getting dirty, unless it's required for her to gain something she covets. She had a fear of spiders.
History: She was born on the island of Crete, a daughter of a sidhe father and a phoenix x siren mother. She prefers to ignore the fact that her mother was some Greek abomination even though she is basically a replica of her, though she'd rather die then admit it.
She was abandoned very young due to her hostility and has been independent since then, perhaps secretly craving to be nurtured due to the complete lack of it in her youth. She has lived under the assumption that she is perfect and terrible and beautiful because the human males saw her as a goddess and both revered and feared her. She basked in the attention she received in the ancient world and fell into a era of depression and wrathful revenge when the Greek world started to crumble and she was no longer a center of attention.
She took to inhabiting the seas, using her siren song to drive boats onto the rocks, and dragging the male sailors to their deaths. Before they died, she would weep over them, making them swear she was the most beautiful woman they'd ever seen. It pacified her for a time, but she still felt empty and angry and longed for more. But then the ships stopped coming and the world evolved into a place where creatures of myth like she were forgotten. She turned bitter and hated all mankind with a ravonous fury. She fled to Alanor, searching for a place where she could regain the spotlight and perhaps fill the void in her stained soul.
