Life was dull. She came to that thought when she was stuck in some
stuffy party that was being hosted in the citadel. She never really cared
for it, but her mother fawned over the fact of her becoming an elite. She
rather continue with her spells than deal with the droll that is a royal
party. Most of the attendees were female, as was common in their society.
But still, it was a drag to see all these people, and no plotting or
conniving going on. It was almost as if they didn't want to have fun.
She smirked to herself though, thinking as she played good while speaking to
some higher noble. Their daughter behind her acting all high and mighty as
she couldn't help but grin with a flick of her fingers, a small spark, very
hard to see or hear managed to touch down on the nobles daughters dress.
Soon setting it alight with a small fire. But unattended it would grow.
She couldn't help but smile at herself as she gave a curtsey and excused
herself. She did have proper manners after all and wasn't going show her
rudeness outwardly.
She yawned as the dress soon ignited, catching the poor girl inside its
miniature inferno. They did get it out, as she was leaving the party. The
noble never asking for her name so no one could press charges or anything as
she stretch. Enough political meanderings. What she was not expecting was
a personal letter later in the week. One from a mysterious noble who had
seen what she did. She frowned as he sighed, the letter saying she either
had to face the consequences or leave. Obviously the Unlit City had become
dull so she decided leave it.
The sunlight was something she was not accustomed too, and she kept a hood
over her eyes for a handful of weeks. She did eventually adjust to it, not
though there were times when it was exceedingly bright she would have to
squint just to see. She made her way towards a town she thought she would
like, hearing it through traders known as Timaran. It wasn't much better
than Unlit, she muttered and heard of a place that was more her tastes. She
smiled as he soon made her way through the woods to the port city of
Darkhaven, a down and dreary place. The sun was normally masked by some
evil means, but it was a place she seemed to enjoy.
She settled down there, heading off on a journey to continue on her training
in the magical arts, returning to her new home every now and then to check
up on the happenings. If one thing stuck with her during her nobility era,
it was gossiping, but she felt as if it was something she wanted to work
past. Something she didn't care for anymore, it seemed that there was a
spark that had ignited inside of her as she had high hopes for her new found
destiny.
Description:
Bountiful pale hair curls neatly around her face. The air about her is
one of authority and dignity. She seems to stand with poise as if she was
raised from birth to be the epitome of nobility. Her skin is ash gray as
her lips are a vibrant ruby, standing out on her flawless skin. Her eyes
glimmer and seem to glow like garnets in sunlight. Her hands are well
maintained, her nails clean and cut, with no painting on them. Her does not
carry an hourglass like figure, but is still slim. Her lips are tugged into
a soft smile, that barely falters from its respectful visage.
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