Name: Cecilia Loxaerion
Alias: The Silvermoon, Patron of Noble Warriors (Devouring One by those who think she's evil)

Race: Goddess (Ascended Human)

Age: 368

Appearance: Cecilia is a shorter image of a woman, braving short blonde hair for the sake of battle. While not tall, she does adorn lean muscles all over, implying she was a warrior of some sort. Her skin is smooth and without imperfection, nearly glowing on it's own for how pale it is. Her eyes are a deep forest green, with an overall petite body and assets.


Personality: Cecilia is the model of a hero - compassionate, self-sacrificing, noble, and brave. She is friendly and more than willing to jump to assist others. It's what lead her to her godhood, but while she is more than ready to face evil straight on, she is less inclined to face social interaction. She is also sad and guilt-ridden by what happened to her people and being a romantic does not help that, feeling she is undeserving of the love she had lost in her mortal life.

Name: Lady Anela Dela Devereux

Race: Human

Age: 38

Appearance: lady Anela is a raven on a stick. A black long slim figure of bones and pride. Her face is framed by dark hair, which carries crimson shades when the Sun peeks through. Her eyes are quick and witty emeralds, slightly slant, and carefully circled with a line of the most expensive tar from the Deep. Her nose is thin, slightly arched and barely protruding on top of her full, blooming cherry lips. She carefully masks her wrinkles under the okra tones of her precious powder, cunningly spread as to mask her strong, sharp cut cheekbones and her pointy chin. Her ears are chiseled with the perfection of Northern blood, and her neck is of a superior line, long and sided with blue veins, never bending, and straight.

Her large shoulder are synonym to ancient bloodlines, holding dresses that had once been fancy, and now simply worn. Her arms, bared from the elbow to the wrist, are decorated with dark drawings, which she patiently scores during the morning toilet. It is the markings of her family and old bloodline: curls of plants, and leaves, terminating under the bronze bracelets adorning her bony wrists. Her hands and fingers are claws made of steel, unforgiving, and stern like her deep eyes. The rest of her figure is skinny, with barely visible ribs, and stronger legs than those of a lady of her past status. So much is the exercise of those to whom Fate took the cart away and forced them to walk.

She stands nearly four arms, that is above 6 feet, and has once strangled a ward dog with her bare hands, when the beast sought to bite her noble flesh. She hit the fiend with her leather whip, and finally grasped the neck and clutched her thin fingers with raging passion.

Personality: Lady Anela is a scornful, skeptic, self-dependent woman. She has outgrown her younger self, and live in contempt of the world after the loss of her family, of her land and her status. Her blood is the last thing she holds with pride, and she will remind of her birth to every peasant that lacks due respect to her. She will not yield, nor bend. She will not accomodate anybody’s else desires, nor change her way. She holds no disregard toward abusing those inferior to her status, and human life is a commodity, as long as it is someone’s else life.

(History of each character will be revealed as the RP moves forward)

Name: Kali Elynore

Race: Human

Age: 22

Appearance: Only a fraction shorter than the average woman Kali often wears very simple clothing, betraying the nature of her commoner background. From working in the fields her once pale skin now bears a moderate tan, and though she had taken pains to care of it its once smooth texture is now marred with rough patches.

Her face is framed by her brown hair, carrying a tinge of red through its colour that is most noticeable in the direct light of the sun. Her eyes are a type of Hazel, with a stronger amount of green than brown, but where one would expect to see the spark of youth in her eyes it instead seems to be a dull colour betraying her innerself. Finally her face is an attractive degree of plump, enough to hide any strong definitions of her bones but not enough to detract from her overall appearance.

While her clothing is somewhat simple and suited for travelling or hard work, it still has some minor degrees of embellishments that help to flatter Kali’s form. That combined with a number of assorted trinkets that she has received as gifts over the years help to attract some attention to her, though often times it will simply remain at a long drawn-out glance



Personality: Kali is a hardened individual from a difficult life but she hides this truth behind a false personality. On first appearances she appears shy and a somewhat indecisive individual having found these traits and an air of innocence causes those she interacts with to underestimate her or even outright ignore her entirely. Though this fake personality is somewhat robust for first meetings, it lacks depth that becomes apparent over prolonged encounters

Her true personality is that of a survivor, and this belays the manipulate and cunning individual she acts as. She had learnt the world is a harsh place and understands the world is full of pain and loss. Taking an enjoyment in manipulating and fooling others, she has no qualms if her plans results in others being hurt. However she is rather sheltered from death in her life, so the concept of killing or dealing with someone being killed is still hard for her to swallow.

Driven and confident in her own abilities, when she makes a decision she will see it through, choosing to be either subtle or direct in her approach as needed by the situation. Despite the harsh outlook that life has left her with, she still has dreams of a fairytale ending which can often times leave her to being dragged upon romantic strings despite the risk they can carry