Allie /// Tiferet

N A M E
Allison “Allie” Márquez.

A V A T A R
Tiferet.

A G E
19.

G E N D E R
Female.

V I S A G E
In-game, Tiferet stands at about 5’3” and 140 pounds, putting her on the petite side. However, this is far from the first thing one would probably notice about Tiferet, which instead is her rather morbid fashion sense; much of her gear is adorned with bones, crosses, and Day of the Dead-esque skeletons, and her face is often adorned with skull makeup as well. Even her fiddle is black and white. This all stems from Tiferet’s desire to know what exactly it’s like on the “other side”. Otherwise, there's not much difference between her in-game looks and her IRL appearance.

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Allie is an… odd individual. Contrary to what one may expect, she’s very lively and gregarious, and absolutely loves trying out everything life has to offer. She’s driven by knowledge; specifically, wanting to know everything, including the unknowable, like “what happens after you die”, “what’s at the center of the universe”, and “does Finland really exist”. Most of the time, this involves buying (or stealing) anything she considers “neat”, exploring every little nook and cranny in a given place, and even doing drugs every so often (though she steers clear of the really bad ones; some things just aren’t worth experiencing). Her preoccupation with death is also rather unnerving, especially because she’s been heard to make a few nonchalant comments about breaking into morgues. (She’s probably joking. Probably.) However, this also means that Allie is really nosy; if she thinks someone’s saying or doing something that’s worth finding out about, she will try to discover more about the situation, whether through eavesdropping, a bit of petty thievery, or even just annoying someone into telling her.

Despite her strange clothing choices, obsession with death, and general creepiness, Allie is actually quite a nice person. It takes a lot to make her angry, and even then, she’s very quick to let things go. Sometimes, the person who attracts her ire will find themselves subject to some sort of semi-harmless prank, but that’s usually the extent of her “wrath”. Allie mostly plays Pariah for the social aspect, and loves partying up with people and running quests together. Of course, others may not want her around (you wouldn’t believe the number of people who get freaked out by the skull makeup), but they usually come around.

B A C K G R O U N D
Allie’s life has always been pretty stable, if not particularly normal. She was born in New Orleans, Louisiana, to a Mexican father and an African-American mother. Her mom was a high-ranking executive in a prominent tech company, which brought in enough money to allow Mr. Márquez to stay home and raise Allie, and to pursue his dream - being a musician - on the side. Allie was always a very inquisitive child, constantly pestering her parents with questions, especially about their respective lines of work. “Mommy, whatsa headset?”, “Hey Daddy, how d’you play the thing that goes ‘BWAAAP’?”, and so on. Initially, the Márquezes were exasperated by their daughter’s need to know everything about everything, but they soon began to enjoy seeing their daughter taking an interest in so much.

Her school years progressed with little fanfare, and were soon left behind, though Allie seems to have retained a few things from her middle school goth phase - namely, her fashion choices and obsession with all things dark and deathly. At the moment, she’s pursuing a career as a mortician, using her violin skills as a backup. Normally, the salary of your average broke college student isn’t enough to buy Pariah, let alone a VR headset, but Mrs. Márquez was nice enough to get them both for Allie as a birthday present this year.



R O L E
Support, with a splash of Utility.

A F F I L A T I O N
Queon.

P R O F E S S I O N
Bard, but with a definite "necromancer" bent to it.

W E A P O N O F C H O I C E
A fiddle. It’s specially-reinforced with steel to make beaning people with it feasible as a last resort, though Tiferet does also have a short sword on her, making the fiddle a last last resort. Tiferet also considers her voice a weapon.

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R O U G H V I R T U A L H I S T O R Y
The name Tiferet is usually accompanied by a response of either “Who?” or “Oh yeah, the one skeleton chick, right?” She’s mostly known for her… interesting getup, which has gotten her a bit of admiration from the more fashion-oriented players. Another subset of players know her because they happened to come upon one of her “concerts”, which generally take place in some dark corner or other; a graveyard, an abandoned building, a graveyard, and suchlike. Yet another sliver know her as a fairly dependable support mage, and speak of her fondly. Finally, there are a few rumors making the rounds (mostly from veteran to newbie) about a ghostly woman with a violin, who sang the most beautiful, haunting song you’ve ever heard, then disappeared into the mist. Were one to ask Tiferet, she’d likely just drop a comment about “It’s a fiddle, actually” and then move on. All of these, taken together, make Tiferet known, at least, though she’s far from a household name.