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rush99999 Fatima Damiana
“Wild woman are an unexplainable spark of life. They ooze freedom and seek awareness, they belong to nobody but themselves yet give a piece of who they are to everyone they meet. If you have met one, hold on to her, she'll allow you into her chaos but she'll also show you her magic.”
― Nikki Rowe
Character Summary:
Name:
Fatima Damiana
Aliases:
None
Age:
316
Birthday:
July 26th
Race/Species:
Hyllian
Gender:
Female
Birhtplace:
Eldan
Jewel Color:
Birthright - Sapphire
Offering - Grey
Class/Caste:
Healer Queen
Languages:
Dhemlan, Common, and Hyllian.
Occupation:
Queen
Appearance
Height:
4'10"
Weight:
120lbs
Body Type:
Curvaceous
Eye Color:
Pale Gold (nearly the silver of white gold)
Hair Color:
Black, wavy, curls
Skin Tone:
Bronzed
Character psychology
Sexuality:
Heteroflexible
Relationship Status:
Single
Personality:
She behaves in an airheaded and foolish way. Rather enjoying tea parties or galas. She appears to be easily manipulated or controlled by her Court and others around her. She smiles often and giggles too much. Good, kind, and benevolent. Her knowledge of the world seems rather closed and her trust in people naive.
But, behind the mask of stupidity hides a happy, bubbly, and vivacious woman. In her heart she is wild. She would much rather be riding horses and running barefoot through grass fields than spend another day doing needlepoint and watching theatre. She loves to feel the wind in her hair and the dirt between her toes. Dancing around a fire, drinking, and carnal delights are her preferred form of celebration. Climbing trees and getting dirty are second nature to her, but this has been stuffed down and tied tightly into a corset. She is a woman who believes in violence and sacrifice if it is for the right cause. Death is just as an important part of the cycle as life. She loves a good joke.
She doesn't have any qualms or misgivings towards any other living being, except perhaps Dorothea and her pets. However, if she is crossed or someone she cares about is hurt she will hunt down the offender and flay them, heal them, and then flay them some more. (By no means is she a squeamish woman.) She cares not what would happen to her own person as long as vengeance is had. She is also willing to sacrifice for the sake of her goals. The loss of one is nothing to the loss of many. That being said, she is compassionate and understanding. Her hatred is hard earned and she will always attempt to put herself in the other's shoes. There are actions those take in order to keep those they love happy and healthy. It is just as important to understand that their actions do come with a consequence.
Habits:
- Sneaking off to do something fun for a change
- Waking early and sleeping late
- Stopping to pet adorable animals
- Clasping her hands in front of her stomach when making Queenly statements
Hobbies:
- Mushroom hunting
- Potion making
- Herb collecting
- Horseback riding
- Soap and Candlemaking
- Dancing (in the rain or around the fire sort, though she can do proper fancy dancing.)
- Falconry
Fears:
- Death of a loved one
- Loneliness
- Loss of her jewels
- Centipedes
Likes:
- Being outdoors
- Thunderstorms or sunny days
- Carnal, earthly pleasures
- Getting dirty
- Howling at the moon
- Bathing in rivers
Dislikes:
- Stiff, thick clothes
- Skirts
- Shoes
- Clothing in general really
- Cabbage
- Sweet foods
- Curmudgeons
Skills
General Skills:
- Herbology
- Horseback riding
- Bandaging and suture (knowing traditional ways of healing are important)
- Creating salves and potions
- Cooking
Combat Skills:
- Basic self-defense
Magical Skills:
- Healing
- Reaching inside of a person to fix or break things
- Psychic Probe - Detection
- Disguising her offering jewel rank with her birthright.
What they carry on them:
- Pre-made healing salves and potions
- Handkerchiefs
- Medical supplies (bandaging, suture, needles, pure alcohol)
- A book on plants and their healing properties
- An extra pair of shoes
Histoy
Background:
She was born to the court and to a family that aligned themselves with Dorothea. She was the daughter of a Queen and herself a Queen. She was doted on and spoiled as a babe. As she grew older she showed strong promise in her abilities but was wild by nature. It took many punishments to finally groom the girl into being able to sit still long enough to read a book. Once she discovered the magic of the written word she was insatiable. At her birthright, she received the sapphire jewel. She was in love with it, cherished it, and would often stare into the blue depths. She studied healing both through the jewel and more traditional versions of healing, believing a place should be had for both. She also soaked up information regarding the ruling and caring for her territory. She studied economics, agriculture, and diplomacy. She wished to do right by her people.
Seeing her daughter's power, her Queen mother hid her away - often sending her to nicer areas of the realm. Fatima was never allowed to develop her own court. For the first time, her mother actually feared Dorothea and what she might do to her daughter. But, Fatima being the wild thing she was, would often go off and play with the other children. And as she got older, began to see the hardships her people were put through. And her heart was saddened.
At her offering, it was the Grey jewel that chose her. Her mother felt more desperate to hide her, using members of her own court to keep her safe. She was made to wear her Sapphire for the sake of her safety and to always keep her Grey hidden. No longer was her guard lax enough that she was able to slip away - though she tried. She was truly awakened one day when a small, dirty street urchin was run over by her carriage but no one seemed to care or give a second thought to it. The lack of appreciation for life outraged her. And she disappeared from the realm to go among the people of her territory and to pay back the life of the child that was killed. Though Fatima was small, she worked fields and sewed clothes. She learned to cook during these adventures and lived as the people. She came to truly understand their hardships and the lack of love the reigning class had for this realm and its people.
Fatima was eventually found by her family after about 50 years (at about age 205) and returned to her home. She vowed that she would do all in her power to make things right and change this realm for the better. The time for decadence was over. She had to focus and forget her wild ways if she wanted to help her people. Her mother's death has left her in a position to gain the sort of power she requires as the Queen of her village. Now she must navigate the nuances of the court and attempt to rise in power.
Additional Information
Other: Plaid, color code: 6E8E67
Theme Song:
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Sybl Landseer
"The first rule of protocol is not to serve but to protect. And I will protect my Queen with all that I have. And all that I am."
Character Summary:
Name:
Sybl Elias Landseer
Aliases:
The Dhemlan Whore, Obedient Puppy, Palace Pet
Age:
47 years
Birthday:
Feb 22nd
Race/Species:
Mixed, Dhemlan and Shaladorian
Gender:
Male
Birhtplace:
Dhemlan, Terrielle
Jewel Color (Birthright and Offering):
Rose, Blood Opal
Class/Caste:
Warlord Prince
Languages:
Occupation:
Slave Consort
Appearance
Height:
6'1"
Weight:
195lbs
Body Type:
Swimmers build, lithe but muscular
Eye Color:
Bright Fern Green
Hair Color:
Black
Skin Tone:
Pale
Character psychology
Sexuality:
Confused
Relationship Status:
Perpetually "engaged"
Personality:
He is a soft sweet creature, made pliable by a life spent amongst those in Dorothea's good graces. Quiet by nature and with a kindness only possible through a harsh life of abuse. He thinks lowly of himself, not seeing the young man who has actually bloomed beneath the tyranny of rancid cacti. For each positive thing you could say he would find five more to see badly about himself. He is hard on himself, constantly attempting to do better in the eyes of the Queens he serves. He takes any of his failures much more harshly upon himself than that offered to him by his Queens. He feels he deserves the punishment and always strives to do better. An endless and thankless task.
He has developed the ability to engage in long hours of quiet introspection. He can find fun in even the dullest of moments. He can get a bit lost in himself, drawing into his core and forgetting the rest of the world exists. Sybl has a keen sense for other's emotions and often times will take more onto himself than he can handle in order to lighten the burden of someone else. He is a grand listener and has the unique ability to find no fault in those who administer his punishments. However, he is not open with his own thoughts or feelings. Preferring to keep all, even his discomfort, to himself.
Sybl can be rather gullible, not having quite the sense he should in deciphering a falsehood from the truth. He is an easy soul to trick. An oddly trusting boy. He prefers when people are straight forward with him. Tell him what to do, what they want, and how they want it. The games some of the Queens play to trick him into doing something wrong make him anxious. He has a hard time sorting between serving and self preservation - not that he has much of that.
Sybl is a hopeless romantic. He has not yet met the Queen who draws his heart though there are times he has thought he perhaps, just maybe, felt the twinge. He longs to meet the one he would serve until his end. He dreams of her entrance into his life and just how magical that would be. So, to this end, he treats every Queen he meets with the enthusiasm and dedicated charm that he would reserve for the one. To pass the time he has a tendency to overindulge in drink. It dulls the pain of his life and makes the world a bit more bearable... if not perhaps a bit lopsided at times.
He is quite the artist - drawing and painting to the point of painful reality. There have been times, upon asked to paint one of the women he has served, that he has only earned their censure and their whip. The piano, the violin, and the cello are all something that he excels at, having been playing since a young age. For reasons quite unknown to him, he has not been allowed to touch any sort of percussion or wind instrument.
Habits:
- Chewing his lower lip
- wringing or worrying his hands
- Cringing/withdrawing/hiding when there seems to be an argument brewing
Hobbies:
- Drawing/painting
- Playing various instruments
- Pleasing others
- Day dreaming
Fears:
- Anger or Aggression toward himself
- Failing anyone
- Never finding his true Queen
- Heights
Likes:
- Sweets
- Alcoholic beverages
- Gardens
- Sculpture and art
- Music
- Physical affection
Dislikes:
- The hollow, fakeness of the Courts
- Dirt
- Dancing
- Having to play the games of court politics - he's not very good at them
- Dogs
Skills
General Skills:
- Music/Drawing/The Arts
- "The Bedroom Arts"
- Reading/Writing/Penmanship
- Languages
- Etiquitte
Combat Skills:
- Fencing
- Horse riding
- Spear/Lance
- Archery
Craft Skills:
- Seduction
- Class Suppression
- Air Walking
- Sight Shield
What they carry on them:
- His musical instruments and scores
- papers, pens, paints, watercolor - art supplies
- Spare clothing and costumes
- Rapier
- Soaps, perfumes
- Healing salves for cuts and to lessen scars
Histoy
Background:
He was born of mixed heritage to a middle-classed Blood family. They dealt mostly in the trade of musical instruments. He took to music at a young age. His being born a Warlord Prince meant that it was not long before the Queen of his seaside town had taken an interest in his well being. She favored his parents with gifts and privileges. He had his Birthright Ceremony and received the Rose Jewel. He quite liked the soft pink of the jewel. It was calming and comforting.
After the ceremony was done, the Queen took Sybl into her home. Bought from his parents with all the niceties she could supply. And the assurance he would be in good hands. Queen Rissa was kind at first, spoiling her new treasure. It was a slow process groom the boy and distort his understanding of the world in a way that would not break him. He learned all the proper things a young man should learn. But he also learned things he was far too young to understand. This brought him to be a skittish and pliant teenager. Being of a weak will, he did not expect to come through his Offering.
It seemed that an inner strength he did not know he possessed, his avid dream to serve his true Queen, is what pulled him through. And with a darker Jewel. The soft pink of his Birthright Rose was now joined by the firey glitter of the Blood Opal. Proof of the passions and darkness that dwelled in his damaged soul.
As an adult he served in many courts, doing the bidding of many Queens. Some punishments have left him with scars. Most notably, he had been tricked into "betraying" one of Dorothea's pet Queens. He had his throat slashed for "speaking ill" of the woman and his vocal cords mangled. No longer could he sing and his voice became a mute whisper. He avoids speaking whenever possible due to this wound. He did heal but his voice never recovered. He tends to wear scarves or high necked shirts in order to hide his throat.
Rissa still holds his ring and is his "true owner." She passes him around to Queens in her favor for perhaps a year or two before bringing him back into her clutches. She had even loaned him to Dorothea. That was one of the most horrifying experiences of his life. He was actually glad to go back to Rissa after that year with the monster.
Additional Information
Other:
Color Code: B2E0DD
Theme Song:
Extra:
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