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I'm going out of town tomorrow and won't be back until Monday.
Name: Eithne
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthday/Zodiac: November 24th, Sagittarius
Allegiance: Grimleal
Class: Mage
Weapons: Arcthunder , Wind
Personality:
Having grown in a sheltered lifestyle, many facets of the world shocked Eithne and she had trouble dealing with these things. So even before she even joined the Grimleal she had become very good at dehumanizing and turning humans to monsters in her mind. If she could rationalize to herself that they deserved it, she could go on without it affecting her ability to function. If not for this and her determination to find her brother, she wouldn’t have been capable of joining the Grimleal. At this point she has convinced herself that there is no road away anymore and that she must stick with the cause as she aims to suppress the last remnants of her morality which occasionally linger to haunt her. A part of her may even have come to believe in Grima’s “salvation.” Otherwise she actually enjoys social company and tends to retain a well-mannered and polite disposition.
History:
Eithne was born as a child to a common family, however, shortly after her birth she was adopted by and older Ylissean lord and his wife who could have no children of their own. Her life as the lord’s daughter was a good one. She spent much of her childhood immersed in their affection along with the fineries of noble status. They also taught her a lot in the ways of etiquette and “proper” social behaviour. She adored her parents and her life, nevertheless, there was a small, nagging feeling she carried with her – a desire to find out about those who had brought her into the world. And so it was that when she was around the age of ten she coerced her parents into telling her.
Unfortunately she learned that both her parents had died during a raid a couple years back. This didn’t really affect her much, except that she realized she would be unable to ever meet them and learn of how her life might have been. The only consolation she had was that the body of the couples other child had not been found, and so she retained a small hope that somewhere her brother was alive and someday she might be reunited with him. However, aside from having someone hired to look into his potential whereabouts briefly her life continued on as it had before.
It wasn’t until a few years later when Eithne mother succumbed to old age and her father developed severe memory loss that she once again turned to the hope of finding him. Her life at home had become unpleasant and unwelcoming and so after some debate she set of in search of his trail, along with the help of an escort who was helping track him down from where the trail went cold. During these travels she learned and saw a great many things, and being as sheltered as she had been before, they often shocked her. But the greatest shock came when she finally learned the last known location of her brother – he’d joined the Grimleal. More determined than ever and unwilling to leave her quest behind after having come so close she did what she felt was the best choice. She joined the Grimleal, and has worked with them since.
Ability: Aside from being a good magic user (especially of the thunder variety) she can emulate most people’s handwriting.
Quirk: Has exceptional penmanship
Strengths: Eithne is determined and unrelenting. She is also good at holding her tongue and minding her manners.
Weaknesses: Physically Eithne is quite weak. Her left leg is wounded and aside from generally being a nuisance, prevents her from fleeing or running quickly. Occasionally, her morals get in her way.
Likes: tea, lace, cities, rats, glass art, history, music
Dislikes: the desert, cows, swimming/being wet, puns, very loud people
Other: "I will preserve."
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthday/Zodiac: November 24th, Sagittarius
Allegiance: Grimleal
Class: Mage
Weapons: Arcthunder , Wind
Personality:
Having grown in a sheltered lifestyle, many facets of the world shocked Eithne and she had trouble dealing with these things. So even before she even joined the Grimleal she had become very good at dehumanizing and turning humans to monsters in her mind. If she could rationalize to herself that they deserved it, she could go on without it affecting her ability to function. If not for this and her determination to find her brother, she wouldn’t have been capable of joining the Grimleal. At this point she has convinced herself that there is no road away anymore and that she must stick with the cause as she aims to suppress the last remnants of her morality which occasionally linger to haunt her. A part of her may even have come to believe in Grima’s “salvation.” Otherwise she actually enjoys social company and tends to retain a well-mannered and polite disposition.
History:
Eithne was born as a child to a common family, however, shortly after her birth she was adopted by and older Ylissean lord and his wife who could have no children of their own. Her life as the lord’s daughter was a good one. She spent much of her childhood immersed in their affection along with the fineries of noble status. They also taught her a lot in the ways of etiquette and “proper” social behaviour. She adored her parents and her life, nevertheless, there was a small, nagging feeling she carried with her – a desire to find out about those who had brought her into the world. And so it was that when she was around the age of ten she coerced her parents into telling her.
Unfortunately she learned that both her parents had died during a raid a couple years back. This didn’t really affect her much, except that she realized she would be unable to ever meet them and learn of how her life might have been. The only consolation she had was that the body of the couples other child had not been found, and so she retained a small hope that somewhere her brother was alive and someday she might be reunited with him. However, aside from having someone hired to look into his potential whereabouts briefly her life continued on as it had before.
It wasn’t until a few years later when Eithne mother succumbed to old age and her father developed severe memory loss that she once again turned to the hope of finding him. Her life at home had become unpleasant and unwelcoming and so after some debate she set of in search of his trail, along with the help of an escort who was helping track him down from where the trail went cold. During these travels she learned and saw a great many things, and being as sheltered as she had been before, they often shocked her. But the greatest shock came when she finally learned the last known location of her brother – he’d joined the Grimleal. More determined than ever and unwilling to leave her quest behind after having come so close she did what she felt was the best choice. She joined the Grimleal, and has worked with them since.
Ability: Aside from being a good magic user (especially of the thunder variety) she can emulate most people’s handwriting.
Quirk: Has exceptional penmanship
Strengths: Eithne is determined and unrelenting. She is also good at holding her tongue and minding her manners.
Weaknesses: Physically Eithne is quite weak. Her left leg is wounded and aside from generally being a nuisance, prevents her from fleeing or running quickly. Occasionally, her morals get in her way.
Likes: tea, lace, cities, rats, glass art, history, music
Dislikes: the desert, cows, swimming/being wet, puns, very loud people
Other: "I will preserve."
Pandah said
ooh yes that'd be cool
Sent you a PM. ^^
Pandah, do you want to do something with Ruby and Eithne?
I may have gone a little too purple prose with that opening bit, and a little heavy in the drama, but I rather like the way it sounds. Not my greatest post, but far from my worst.
The threads of fate possess an unkind weave. An unspoken promise in the taking of a hand is designed to shatter. And such a promise was echoed in a soft whispering voice. But fate ignored it, as it would any design but its own. No protest—whispered or shouted, would sway it.
“And I will not disappoint you.” Lucifer spoke the smile he’d previously adorned now receded to comfortable neutrality with a hint of delight lingering on his countenance. There was something about this one. This little Gabriel. “The first thing I will show you is of essential importance.” Lucifer said this as he let go of her hand, gentle easing it into a resting place before taking a single step back. Then from their resting place his wings stretched out. What had previously appeared nearly invisible now stretched out into clear visibility. His wings were longer than he was tall and covered in delicate white feathers. His eyes then flickered from her face to her wings only to return to her face. “I will show you of your ability in flight. It is your privilege to dance in the skies.”
Once, then twice his wings moved with great force and he rose up but a small distance before returning to his place on the ground. “It should be as natural as walking, more so even, once you have grown used to it.” A few more movements of his wings and he was flying above her head. “Will you follow me?” he asked. Lucifer had no plans to fly too far as Gabriel might not be able to keep pace. However, a little challenge would hurt her. If anything it would be interesting to gauge her reaction. There was also the desire to see if she would be a natural flier or not. If he had to take the time to guide her in her flight it would delay acquainting her with Heaven in its entirety.
“And I will not disappoint you.” Lucifer spoke the smile he’d previously adorned now receded to comfortable neutrality with a hint of delight lingering on his countenance. There was something about this one. This little Gabriel. “The first thing I will show you is of essential importance.” Lucifer said this as he let go of her hand, gentle easing it into a resting place before taking a single step back. Then from their resting place his wings stretched out. What had previously appeared nearly invisible now stretched out into clear visibility. His wings were longer than he was tall and covered in delicate white feathers. His eyes then flickered from her face to her wings only to return to her face. “I will show you of your ability in flight. It is your privilege to dance in the skies.”
Once, then twice his wings moved with great force and he rose up but a small distance before returning to his place on the ground. “It should be as natural as walking, more so even, once you have grown used to it.” A few more movements of his wings and he was flying above her head. “Will you follow me?” he asked. Lucifer had no plans to fly too far as Gabriel might not be able to keep pace. However, a little challenge would hurt her. If anything it would be interesting to gauge her reaction. There was also the desire to see if she would be a natural flier or not. If he had to take the time to guide her in her flight it would delay acquainting her with Heaven in its entirety.
Edit: Lag caused a double post. Apologies.
Eithne is open for interaction if anyone wants.
We also don't have a knight.
Name: Eithne
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthday/Zodiac: November 24th, Sagittarius
Allegiance: Grimleal
Class: Mage
Weapons: Arcthunder , Wind
Personality:
Having grown in a sheltered lifestyle, many facets of the world shocked Eithne and she had trouble dealing with these things. So even before she even joined the Grimleal she had become very good at dehumanizing and turning humans to monsters in her mind. If she could rationalize to herself that they deserved it, she could go on without it affecting her ability to function. If not for this and her determination to find her brother, she wouldn’t have been capable of joining the Grimleal. At this point she has convinced herself that there is no road away anymore and that she must stick with the cause as she aims to suppress the last remnants of her morality which occasionally linger to haunt her. A part of her may even have come to believe in Grima’s “salvation.” Otherwise she actually enjoys social company and tends to retain a well-mannered and polite disposition.
History:
Eithne was born as a child to a common family, however, shortly after her birth she was adopted by and older Ylissean lord and his wife who could have no children of their own. Her life as the lord’s daughter was a good one. She spent much of her childhood immersed in their affection along with the fineries of noble status. They also taught her a lot in the ways of etiquette and “proper” social behaviour. She adored her parents and her life, nevertheless, there was a small, nagging feeling she carried with her – a desire to find out about those who had brought her into the world. And so it was that when she was around the age of ten she coerced her parents into telling her.
Unfortunately she learned that both her parents had died during a raid a couple years back. This didn’t really affect her much, except that she realized she would be unable to ever meet them and learn of how her life might have been. The only consolation she had was that the body of the couples other child had not been found, and so she retained a small hope that somewhere her brother was alive and someday she might be reunited with him. However, aside from having someone hired to look into his potential whereabouts briefly her life continued on as it had before.
It wasn’t until a few years later when Eithne mother succumbed to old age and her father developed severe memory loss that she once again turned to the hope of finding him. Her life at home had become unpleasant and unwelcoming and so after some debate she set of in search of his trail, along with the help of an escort who was helping track him down from where the trail went cold. During these travels she learned and saw a great many things, and being as sheltered as she had been before, they often shocked her. But the greatest shock came when she finally learned the last known location of her brother – he’d joined the Grimleal. More determined than ever and unwilling to leave her quest behind after having come so close she did what she felt was the best choice. She joined the Grimleal, and has worked with them since.
Ability: Aside from being a good magic user (especially of the thunder variety) she can emulate most people’s handwriting.
Quirk: Has exceptional penmanship
Strengths: Eithne is determined and unrelenting. She is also good at holding her tongue and minding her manners.
Weaknesses: Physically Eithne is quite weak. Her left leg is wounded and aside from generally being a nuisance, prevents her from fleeing or running quickly. Occasionally, her morals get in her way.
Likes: tea, lace, cities, rats, glass art, history, music
Dislikes: the desert, cows, swimming/being wet, puns, very loud people
Other: "I will preserve."
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthday/Zodiac: November 24th, Sagittarius
Allegiance: Grimleal
Class: Mage
Weapons: Arcthunder , Wind
Personality:
Having grown in a sheltered lifestyle, many facets of the world shocked Eithne and she had trouble dealing with these things. So even before she even joined the Grimleal she had become very good at dehumanizing and turning humans to monsters in her mind. If she could rationalize to herself that they deserved it, she could go on without it affecting her ability to function. If not for this and her determination to find her brother, she wouldn’t have been capable of joining the Grimleal. At this point she has convinced herself that there is no road away anymore and that she must stick with the cause as she aims to suppress the last remnants of her morality which occasionally linger to haunt her. A part of her may even have come to believe in Grima’s “salvation.” Otherwise she actually enjoys social company and tends to retain a well-mannered and polite disposition.
History:
Eithne was born as a child to a common family, however, shortly after her birth she was adopted by and older Ylissean lord and his wife who could have no children of their own. Her life as the lord’s daughter was a good one. She spent much of her childhood immersed in their affection along with the fineries of noble status. They also taught her a lot in the ways of etiquette and “proper” social behaviour. She adored her parents and her life, nevertheless, there was a small, nagging feeling she carried with her – a desire to find out about those who had brought her into the world. And so it was that when she was around the age of ten she coerced her parents into telling her.
Unfortunately she learned that both her parents had died during a raid a couple years back. This didn’t really affect her much, except that she realized she would be unable to ever meet them and learn of how her life might have been. The only consolation she had was that the body of the couples other child had not been found, and so she retained a small hope that somewhere her brother was alive and someday she might be reunited with him. However, aside from having someone hired to look into his potential whereabouts briefly her life continued on as it had before.
It wasn’t until a few years later when Eithne mother succumbed to old age and her father developed severe memory loss that she once again turned to the hope of finding him. Her life at home had become unpleasant and unwelcoming and so after some debate she set of in search of his trail, along with the help of an escort who was helping track him down from where the trail went cold. During these travels she learned and saw a great many things, and being as sheltered as she had been before, they often shocked her. But the greatest shock came when she finally learned the last known location of her brother – he’d joined the Grimleal. More determined than ever and unwilling to leave her quest behind after having come so close she did what she felt was the best choice. She joined the Grimleal, and has worked with them since.
Ability: Aside from being a good magic user (especially of the thunder variety) she can emulate most people’s handwriting.
Quirk: Has exceptional penmanship
Strengths: Eithne is determined and unrelenting. She is also good at holding her tongue and minding her manners.
Weaknesses: Physically Eithne is quite weak. Her left leg is wounded and aside from generally being a nuisance, prevents her from fleeing or running quickly. Occasionally, her morals get in her way.
Likes: tea, lace, cities, rats, glass art, history, music
Dislikes: the desert, cows, swimming/being wet, puns, very loud people
Other: "I will preserve."
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