
A woman of few words, and fewer when asked of herself. Aloof, quiet, but incredulously standoffish. Even at a glance, one can tell the bite is worse than the bark.
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27 summers
Viera
Single
She/Her
Knight
Ishgard
Muscular
poisonous and smelling of ceruleum — as well as her preferences in pastime, occasionally strumming a harp wherever she so chooses to land for the evening. she speaks of coerthas and the coldlands oft, though she doesn't detail far into what keeps her so busy out north if she can help it. more seldom than that, though, are her murmurings about the sylphlands in the shroud — though, perhaps her chosen name gives something about it away.vieran heritage. if not for the exceedingly tall ears and practiced veenska hunting tongue, one would barely recognize her to belong to the lapine race. there are only assumptions to be made, and based on her lack of pursuit towards kinship like most city viera put effort towards, it's no stretch of the mind to wonder what resentment she may hold.scars and burns littering nearly every inch of visible skin in the rare instance she's found showing it. deep gashes mar what she cannot hide otherwise, carved messily into her visage, accented by exhausted eyes that tell far more a story than lips ever will. piercing sapphire and unusually dull, empty soot orbs have a tendency to bore holes through anything they land upon, whether purposeful or not.RULES. excessive descriptions of gore , animal death , sexual assault , and abuse . i will not engage with anything i deem egregiously untoward , and if you do not respect these boundaries, i will not hesitate to blacklist you.-phobics , no racists , no narcissists . i do not vibe with portrayal accuracy police: do not speak to me if you have a penchant for outright telling people how they should be writing their character . TERM REDACTED .