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Silvaei created on 15th of March 2016, and is dead and gone (17 years old, 10 hours, 2 months lifetime)

Title: the Enchantress
Gender: Female
Level: 19
Class: drow invoker

Background history:

  1. Such a droll place - posted at 2016-03-21 17:53:34
Such a droll place
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.


PK stats:

Kills: 0, Deaths: 0 (Ratio: 0:0, Efficiency: 0%)
Pinnacle Kills: 0, Pinnacle Deaths: 0 (Ratio: 0:0, Efficiency: 0%)

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  1. Kornhole [reply]
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    Thought this toon was doing well, odd to see it here already. Why?
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