[Character Bio]

Himadaen

Just felt like sharing my bio, not all of it is here though. For obvious reasons. If anbody else wants to share his/her bio please do.

Full Name:  Gaiden Himadaen Shinji

Occupation:  Wanderer
Age:  21
Gender:  Male
Race:  Human
Class:  Blademaster
Residence:  Mhaldor
House:  The Dread Legates

Appearance:  He is a human. He is 6.3 ft. tall, his hair is black as night and drops to his shoulders, his eyes with a penetrating gaze inspire tremendous respect and his silver colour makes it hard not to stare for a moment. The expression on his face hides perfeclty whats going through his head, and leaves little room for expressing emotions. Making you wonder if he has any at all. His skin is pale and surprisingly smooth. A scar on his left cheek left by a sword gives away signs of his encounters. The Mark of Mhaldor can be seen on the left side of his neck. With athletic complexion you can tell he is in perfect shape. His stance is intimidating and he is holding firmly the hilt of his blade.

Personality:  Himadaen is reserved and very observative, he won’t say his opinion unless he considers he must. Most of the time he is calm and cold minded, but occasionally he has episodes of bloodlust, when he gets pushed to the edge he can lose control and go on a killing spree. This can often turn against him, since in this state he’s not aware of his own health; all he cares is to kill the enemies he considers can be a threat to him.

Himadaen feels very comftable by himself, but he’s not antisocial, though he often has a hard time socializing with others, especially females. This may be because all he knows since he was young is battle; social skills have never been his thing.

Notable Friends:  None
Relatives:  None known
Parents: None Known
Rivals/ Enemies:  None Known
Opposite Faction Attitude:  Mostly Neutral, but depends on the circumstances.
Loves:  Meditation, Pipe weed, being by himself.
Hates:  Loud noises, Arguments, Waking up early in the morning.
Motivation:  Thirst for strength
Quotes: “true strength can only be achieved with determination”

(I will be editing some of the content here as I do RP sessions, to note changes and add the Background as I Progress)

Regards

Himadaen

Kerria

There's actually an in game function for this that everyone can see.
 Also, you can only edit for 15 min after the initial post.

Himadaen

Kerria said:

There's actually an in game function for this that everyone can see.
 Also, you can only edit for 15 min after the initial post.

yeah I know, but I wanted to do it here, and DAMN you right about the editing, LOL.

Achimrst

Not enough people have Bio's, including me.

Himadaen

Achimrst said:

Not enough people have Bio's, including me.

Well go ahead and post it!  

Bluef

This looked sort of fun, so...

Full Name:  Bluef Shayan'Kor, the Somnolent Wytch
Occupation:  Rogue
Age:  336
Gender:  Female
Race:  Siren
Class:  Shaman
Residence:  Delos
House:  None

Appearance:  She is a beautiful siren. Petite and fine-boned, her lissome body has an ethereal quality, giving the impression that her form wavers upon the line between dream and reality. Shadowy tresses flow from her head in a torrent of languid curls, framing her face before cascading whimsically over her bare shoulders in gentle waves to her trim waist. Tucked behind her ear, the slender stem of a violet flower twists into a velvety whorl of petals. Serene, cobalt blue eyes gaze dreamily from beneath her delicate, dusky lashes and a beguiling smile of contentment drifts across her lips. Pale and unblemished skin, redolent of orchids and the faint scent of crushed tea leaves, follows the supple contours of her nimble physique.

Personality:  Bluef's reserved nature leads her to often be described as cool and distant by those who do not know her well. Rather than being unapproachable or haughty, however, she is actually quite affable, caring little to stand on excessive formality in most instances and always seeking to help those she calls friends. She is a free thinker, who typically rejects overly principled communities and prefers instead to abide outside the precepts and conventions of society in her own dreams. The one exception to this is the recent resurrection of her racial pride, which  she seeks to share with all her sisters of the Song in hopes of elevating the siren race in social strata. 

Notable Friends:  @Achimrst, @Madelyne, @Jonesey, @Rip, @Exos, @Shara, @Darktalon
Notable Relatives:  @Kaie (husband), Achimrst (son), @Draqoom (nephew)
Parents: Amunet & Glyc
Rivals/ Enemies:  Hashan 
Faction Attitude:  Neutral/good
Opposite Faction Attitude: Darkness/Manipulation
Loves:  Meditation and dreaming, ritual, hunting
Hates:  Stringent rules and laws, lies, gossipmongers, people with low self-esteem, especially other sirens without dignity or self-regard
Motivation:  The spiritual balance of the Multiverse
Quotes: “You have listened to fears, child."

Tristyn

Here is my shot at this while I was bored at work.  

Full Name:  Tristyn Wintermourne

Occupation:  Harbinger / Ambassador's Secretary / Jeweler (<--this pays more $$$)
Age:  25
Gender:  Female
Race:  Human
Class:  Priest
Residence:  Targossas
House:  Harbingers

Appearance:  She is a human. Thin, ghostly skin is stretched across the tall, feminine frame, while spider webs of blue-grey veins can be seen clearly on her deceptively feeble looking wrists and arms. Her deep and high cheekbones give her complexion an unconventional elegant look. Her sunken eyes host large pupils of grey that hides a hint of strong will. Her expressions are often quite neutral, and her pale lips move only slightly when she speaks, which can, to some, be rather unsettling. Her face is framed neatly on one side by long, intricately braided black hair that has a variety of purple, red, and blue beads strung throughout it. While the other side of her head is partly shorn to reveal a twisted flame tattoo that flickers just above her ear down to the depths of her shoulder blade. She also has several tiny crossed-out names inscribed on her wrist, to memorialize the lost lives of her vagrant brethren.

Personality:  Quiet, formal, and quick to judge, Tristyn would not be considered amiable towards strangers and appears aloof or bored in most cases. Her tolerance for people increases in proportion to their usefulness. However, she is much more open and friendly to those she is familiar with, bordering on a high level of facetiousness. 

While she is intensely loyal to a few people, beliefs, and her city, her morals can be flexible in other areas mostly due to her upbringing in a harsh environment. She is also proud to a fault and takes insults against her character very seriously, so much so that she throws all reason out the window. She can become defensive, brash, and even cruel to those who provoke her past her point of tolerance. 

Bearing a studious personality, Tristyn dedicates herself to her work in an obsessed fashion. She hates to half-ass anything she is personally working on and bears a bit of a perfectionist attitude (even though she says she doesn't). Her obsessiveness lends itself to her overall physical appearance and she can go days in solitude.

Background: Can viewbackground it IG. 

Notable Friends:  None Known
Parent: Aodfionn
Rival:  None Known
Faction Attitude:  Good
Loves:  Tea, journals, decisiveness, silence
Hates:  Crowds, Tedium, Overbearing emotions, Fate, Uncertainty, skirting truths                               

Aedin

Nothing really anything special sadly

Full Name:  Aedin Vallah
Occupation:  None
Age:  69
Gender:  Male
Race:  Human
Class:  Jester
Residence:  Ashtan
House:  None
Appearance:  He is a human. From a quick glance over, at him you figure his height is somewhere near six feet tall. His exposed skin, appears to be that of a dark tan from exposure to the sun.  Dark-brownish hair sits atop of his head, the hair is pulled back to a single point at the back the back of his skull, held in place by along wrapping of red string that allows his locks to flow loosely behind his head. Lowering your gaze slight, two dark green eyes with what seems to have a topaz color intertwined around the iris below a furrowed brow. Continuing your observation, a stoic smile can be seen.  Intricate tattoos can be seen above the collar of his clothing of clouds, fishes, and various animals stretching most of the way up his neck and the skin of his exposed right arm.
Personality:  Reserved, Alone
Background: Not much
Notable Friends:  @Josoul
Parent: @Aislling, @Darroth
Rival:  @Caoimhaen
Faction Attitude:  Neutral
Loves:  Training, Learning something new
Hates:  Hunting, large meetings, Not progressing

Caoimhaen

Full Name:  Caoimhaen Akechi-Abaoth

Occupation:  Rogue defender of Creation?
Age:  87
Gender:  Male
Race:  Tsol'aa
Class:  Paladin
Residence:  none(soon to be Targossas)
House:  none(soon to be Dawnblade)

Appearance:  He is a graceful tsol'aa. Standing at five foot nine inches tall, his body is built up of strong and wiry muscles as a result of many hours of practice in combat. His eyes are his most striking feature.They range from a dark blue on the outside to green. The pupils of his eyes re not shaped normally but into two oval shapes coming to points at the top and bottom of his pupils clearly revealing his rajamalan ancestry. His eyes are stern and constantly scanning his surroundings. In addition to his eyes, he has light tiger like tattoos along his neck, shoulders, and jaw line. His face itself is somewhat slender, having a smallish nose and full lips. Another very noticeable aspect of his face, is a jagged scar running from the corner of his right eye,down his cheek and ending just below his mouth. He has large pointed ears, characteristic to that of a tsol'aa. His hair is cut short and styled into a spiked hair style, with just enough hair in the back to be gathered into a small ponytail. His hair itself is a dishwater blonde color with light blonde highlights due to many hours in the sun. Upon looking at him, one can tell he has been through much. His left forearm is gnarled by ugly burn scar, as well as on his left shoulder is a scar from an old stab wound. On the right side of his neck are deep claw marks where an animal of some kind tore at his throat. Near the center of his chest there is what seems to be a large scar of some sort.  His knuckles are gnarled with many scars  as well as the fact that he is also missing his right hand little finger.Upon the palm of his left hand is the scar of the branding of a crude escarbuncle within a border, Mhaldor's coat of arms.

Personality:  Depending upon the company he has, he is either very respectful and formal or loud and excitable. He is a perfectionist regarding all that he does.  Expects more of himself than he would expect of others and is down right self deprecating at times. He is a good leader, but refuses to lead fights, because of the fact that he doesn't want to fail those he cares for. He is a true gentleman when it comes to women and would never disrespect them. His personality has been compared to that of a White Knight. He naturally gravitates towards teaching life lessons and combat. He is also quite reliable when it comes to being given tasks in that, he might wait until last minute, he will always get it done and do a stellar job.

 While he has redeeming qualities, his flaws include: caring too much what people think, being a bit emotional and making brash decisions. He also has trouble fully putting his trust in people, which tends to cause problems when he is trying to fit into a community.  He also struggles to separate his empathy for others with his own emotions and sometimes this can be a problem.  

Caoimhaen is known to be charismatic and very accepting of others, even of other factions as he can see past the beliefs and see only the person.He can also be quite judgemental and sometimes seeming a bit rude when he thinks you are wrong.(sorry if this is a bit jumbled. I find his personally a bit hard to explain because he is so established and there is so much to it.)

Notable Friends:  @Trilliana, @Dairune, @Aodfionn, @Tristyn, @Davio, Cadarus
Relatives:  Hoi, @Bluef, Ishigami, @Lanar, and many more.
Parents:  Shameus, and mother(passed giving birth) @Texel (adopted father)
Rivals/ Enemies:  @Aedin, @Andraste, enemies include anyone he sees as liars and anyone who stands against Creation.

Faction Attitude:  fervently Good 

Loves:  tea, people, combat, teaching, dogs, respect, poetry, high places and trees
Hates:  Ashtani, Mhaldorians, Liars, reading, all concepts that the enemies of Good have, wearing colorful clothing, spiders, disrespect, failing, slutty women
Motivation:  The need to fight for something worth while and the need to belong.
Quotes: "Never ever give up."

             "Strength from within."

    "Even those who walk in Light have shadows."

Himadaen

Caoimhaen said:

Hates:   slutty women

Lol

Aodfionn

Full Name:  Wakashan 'Aodfionn' Wintermourne

Occupation:  Deacon of Celestia/Sentinel of the Ivory Dawn/Minister of Cultural Affairs
Age:  142
Gender:  Male
Race:  Troll
Class:  Paladin
Residence:  Targossas
House:  Harbingers

Appearance:  He is a powerful troll. He stands at around three metres in height with a heavy set, barrel-chested build. A rathers bulky fellow, his gray, rough hide is covered in a mosaic of tribal tattoos. On his right hand, a crude design of three undulating horizontal lines has been carved. Big, round yellow eyes peer out from beneath a sloped brow. He is unshaven, and much of his face is covered by a long, graying beard that has been knotted in the middle. Heavy bags are under his eyes, and wrinkles have begun to form around his eyes and mouth. On his forehead rests a large tattoo of a Golden Lotus

Personality:  Naive, optimistic, trusting to a fault among his peers. Compassionate, especially towards younglings and those who have lived wicked lives beyond the Dawnspear. Mildly obsessive, very much driven by religious fervor and passion. Has a bit of a temper, but also has the capacity to truly forgive and forget almost any perceived transgression. Outwardly personable, dislikes public speaking on principal but continues to do so out of perceived need for it to be done. Always seeks to elevate his peers.

Honesty and loyalty, both to the Bloodsworn and the city are two of three things he believes define him most as an individual. Attacks on these aspects tend to elicit extreme anger and viciousness. Especially defensive when he believes his family - the Wintermournes - or his race become the target for derision.

Hard work, the third most important trait in his eyes, is something he is obsessively fixated upon. The idea of relaxation bothers him, and he will continually seek the next thing he might be able to throw himself into within Their city.

Background: From a tribe of Ice Trolls, far in the north. Served Lady Artemis in his youth. Came to Targossas seeking cleansing after having been branded with the Mark of the Twin, but stayed when Lady Aurora showed him what She envisioned for the future.

Notable Friends:  Quisse, Daeir, Jeslyn, Verrucht
Children: Tristyn
Rival:  Herenicus Coldraven, Sybilla Bravi'os
Faction Attitude:  Good
Loves:  Tea, libraries, learning, raiding Mhaldor, humility
Hates:  Arrogance, laziness, anti-troll prejudice, devotionists who abuse Their gifts. 

Sarathai

Aodfionn said:

Loves:  Tea, libraries, learning, raiding Mhaldor, humility

You forgot to include sermonising via shouts to newbies and everybody with an aural earring.

Trey

Aodfionn said:

Full Name:  Wakashan 'Aodfionn' Wintermourne

Waka Flaka Deucora

Kresslack

Trey said:

Aodfionn said:

Full Name:  Wakashan 'Aodfionn' Wintermourne

Waka Flaka Deucora

Get the fuck out.

Kresslack

I've never actually written a bio for my character, but I suppose I'll give it a shot:

Full Name:  Kresslack "The Admiral" I'llur

Occupation:  Admiral | Maritime Minister | Viceroy | Eminence (jackass of many trades, master of perhaps none).
Age:  206 years old, having been born on the 9th of Daedalan, 473 years after the fall of the Seleucarian Empire.
Gender:  Male
Race:  Mhun
Class:  Serpent
City:  Mhaldor
House:  The Insidium

Appearance:  He is a mhun standing around six feet and seven inches. Burly and barrel-chested, a near-permanent scowl adorns his face as he chews languidly on the stump of a cigar. Course sun-faded black hair streaked through with greys hangs down to his back in one thick plait adorned with eagle feathers. Hazel eyes of shifting greys and greens rest under a furrowed brow, narrowed to a hawk-like visage as they carefully take in the surroundings. Dangling down to his chest is a full black beard which covers most of his seemingly flushed face, accented by three dark plaits. Each plait being adorned with bits of carved bone and wooden beads, a soft clicking and clacking can occasionally be heard as he moves or looks around. Sun burnished skin the hue of bronze covers where armour and loose clothing do not, an odd skein of scars and faded tattoos of nautical scenes and obscure symbols covering his body. Feet set widely apart with left thumb hooked into his belt, his right hand clenches and unclenches restlessly within a mysterious dark gauntlet. On the inner forearm of his right hand can be seen a brand of a crude escarbuncle within a border of thorns. Scorched and cracked skin in the shape of a claw marks him with Evil potency.

Personality:  An introverted, high-functioning sociopath with misanthropic tendencies, Kresslack has spent the vast majority of his life pursuing adventures and profit at sea...when not pursuing drink and questionable women. While having many acquaintances but very few actual friends, he prefers solitary or one on one encounters, growing anxious and rather restless in the presence of crowds. Loyal to a fault, he is also distrustful of nearly everyone around him, a burgeoning sense of well guarded mistrust borne of teeth-gritting betrayals of the past, which results him in keeping nearly everyone at arms length. Despite this, he is often seen as rather charismatic and easy going, though as need necessitates, is able to put aside all mirth in favour of a rather forbidding nature.

Notable Friends:  Mariya Eruu'Yul Devi, Taraus Bravi'os, Kinilan Demaxx, Ruth I'llur, Vexlore Sar'vet, Trey Adwimar, Kelandra Lichlord, Katalyst Rozzan, Roh Tav'Elaon, Flair Ze'Dekiah.
Relatives:  Ruth I'llur (Sister), Orzaansyn I'llur (Niece), Aegoth I'llur (sometimes claimed Nephew), Luhar De'Verres (Bastard Son), Lycienne De'Verres (Bastard Daughter).
Parents: Shayne De'Verres (Abandoned Father), Alasha (Deceased Mother)
Rivals/ Enemies:  Devout servants of Good.
Opposite Faction Attitude:  While loathesome towards nearly everyone, has developed a strong sense of distrust and abhorrence towards those of Shallam and Targossas, cultivated by years in the West and first-hand witness of atrocities carried out in the name of 'Good'.
Loves:  Sailing, Writing, Cigars, Rum, Questionable Women, Throwing Dice, Exploration, Torture.
Hates:  People, Mishandling of Ships, Running out of Rum, Accidentally Setting Beard on Fire, Rough Seas and No Wind, Traitorous Bastards, Piety.
Motivation:  Make a living doing what he loves, sailing, while pushing himself to be stronger and inspire others to do the same.
Quotes: 

“Suffering is like a flame; it melts the weak but tempers the strong.”

"One man can change the world...with a knife in the right place."

"The pen is only mightier than the sword when the tip of the sword is used to transcribe the ink."

Himadaen

i imagine a conversation between @Kresslack (being such a dirty bastard) and @Caoimhaen (being so correct) would be interesting.

- Kresslack: Forgive me father for i have sinned.
- Caoimhaen: Tell me your sins my son.
*Kresslack tells him everything*
- Caoimahen: HOLY SHIT, GTFO!

Kresslack

I'll have you know Kresslack bathes with irregular frequency, and sometimes even uses soap!

Multon

Himadaen said:

i imagine a conversation between @Kresslack (being such a dirty bastard) and @Caoimhaen (being so correct) would be interesting.

- Kresslack: Forgive me father for i have sinned.
- Caoimhaen: Tell me your sins my son.
*Kresslack tells him everything*
- Caoimahen: HOLY SHIT, GTFO!

Of course, @Kresslack still has legs, but I don't think it's too far off the mark...

Himadaen

Rofl @Multon

Kresslack

"Oh! You have a woman's mouth, milord! I'll wager that mouth never had to chew through the side of a ship to escape the dreadful spindly killer fish."

Ah, Mad Captain Rum, a man of much proverb.

Jeslyn

Wtf @Tristyn? I don't even get an honorable mention?! At least @Aodfionn shows me love. I see how it is. #breakup #uglytears 

Kresslack

Jeslyn said:

Wtf @Tristyn? I don't even get an honorable mention?! At least @Aodfionn shows me love. I see how it is. #breakup #uglytears 

Come, @Jeslyn, seek out Mhaldor. There is solace in Suffering, even for the broken-hearted.

Jeslyn

Kresslack said:

Jeslyn said:

Wtf @Tristyn? I don't even get an honorable mention?! At least @Aodfionn shows me love. I see how it is. #breakup #uglytears 

Come, @Jeslyn, seek out Mhaldor. There is solace in Suffering, even for the broken-hearted.

I will if you'll be Jeslyn's new secret affair. I have a thing for sailors #thatforumrp

Trey

Jeslyn said:

Kresslack said:

Jeslyn said:

Wtf @Tristyn? I don't even get an honorable mention?! At least @Aodfionn shows me love. I see how it is. #breakup #uglytears 

Come, @Jeslyn, seek out Mhaldor. There is solace in Suffering, even for the broken-hearted.

I will if you'll be Jeslyn's new secret affair. I have a thing for sailors #thatforumrp

I can afford like ten ships, does that count? #sovereignswag

Kresslack

Jeslyn said:

Kresslack said:

Jeslyn said:

Wtf @Tristyn? I don't even get an honorable mention?! At least @Aodfionn shows me love. I see how it is. #breakup #uglytears 

Come, @Jeslyn, seek out Mhaldor. There is solace in Suffering, even for the broken-hearted.

I will if you'll be Jeslyn's new secret affair. I have a thing for sailors #thatforumrp

I'm afraid I'd only break your heart further. The sea's the only mistress for me. #SailorsLife

Aodfionn

Y'all gtfo. 

I will buy you an Armada, pay no mind to these scallywags.

Himadaen

Incredible what a woman can do to a man.

Multon

@Kresslack 

From some of what I've read on here, the good bad Evil and extremely competent Admiral had best be careful...

Kresslack said:

Jeslyn said:

Kresslack said:

Jeslyn said:

Wtf @Tristyn? I don't even get an honorable mention?! At least @Aodfionn shows me love. I see how it is. #breakup #uglytears 

Come, @Jeslyn, seek out Mhaldor. There is solace in Suffering, even for the broken-hearted.

I will if you'll be Jeslyn's new secret affair. I have a thing for sailors #thatforumrp

I'm afraid I'd only break your heart further. The sea's the only mistress for me. #SailorsLife

Ruth

Full Name:  Ruth I'llur, formerly Ruth Yuridja-Keyte

Occupation: Tyrannus, Shipwreck Lady (pirate), Scholar and Historian

Age:  327

Gender:  Female 

Race:  Rajamala

Class:  Monk

Residence:  Mhaldor

House:  The Dread Legates

Appearance:  She is a tiger-like rajamala. Possessing a lean, well-proportioned frame, she stands at an unassuming height of six feet. She is covered in gray fur from head to toe, the dull color slightly relieved by bands of white upon her restless tail. She balances herself upon the balls of her feet and moves with a fluid, feline grace. A sharp pair of amethyst eyes are her most significant features, which stares thoughtfully at her surroundings. She bears several scars upon the back, where fur has failed to hide it from casual view: a shade darker than the surrounding flesh, these scars alternate in length and depth. Originating from the back of her neck, they extend all the way downwards, cutting close to the spine before branching out into superficial marks laterally. Affixed upon her right arm is a length of chain with vicious hooks. Every twitch of the appendage ensures the hooks gouge deeper into the flesh.  A neat and even bow has been tied around her fluffy tail, the edges of the pristine ribbon trailing on the ground when it is at rest.

Personality: Despite being Mhaldorian, Ruth has her own set of quirks. She isn't very solemn at all times, likes to wear a ribbon upon her tail and is entirely fine with casual, jovial conversations. She can be serious and harsh when she needs to be. She is a diehard workaholic and likes occupying herself with work. Aside from her ability to be dominant and outspoken, Ruth can also be quiet and intensely reserved. She struggles to balance her dual personality. Loving her secrets, she finds it difficult to surround herself and interact with family and friends; indeed, even her children has noted how distant she can be and she has lost friends due to this on more than one occasion.

Notable Friends: Yang Merquise aka Yang I'llur (husband), Jurixe Nithilar, Aepas Xa'sai, Xer Savril, Taraza Lichlord.

Relatives: Aunt Elene, sisters Arlais and Shelbie, daughters Orzaansyn, Minna, Marisella and adopted daughter Nimala, son Okk and adopted son Aegoth, acknowledged brothers Kresslack and Rasputtin.

Parents: Gerohold and Ibayn.

Rivals/ Enemies: No personal rivals.

Opposite Faction Attitude: She doesn't carry a deep hatred of them, perhaps a strong dislike, but she enjoys studying their ideology.

Loves: Tea, rum, sailing and the oceans, solitude, her ribbon and special earrings (no, not the earrings of Sinope), books, writing and reading, discussion, group combat and Sartan.

Hates: Ignorance, stupidity, arrogance, laziness, people who betray her trust, people who fail to meet deadlines, last minute work, hypocrites, arguments, drama.

Motivation: Eventual ascension of the mortal shell, having made her mark in the world, knowing that varying eyes watch for her progress from afar.

Quotes: “Burn the traitor within and be reborn in Strength.”

Skye

Full Name: Skye Bellatere (/"Barrel") Anchors 

Occupation:  Freeloader, wanderer, Tempest (mostly retired)
Age:   357 
Gender:  Female 
Race:  Human
Class:  Magi
Residence:  Everywhere!
House:  None

Appearance:  She is a human. She is a human of average height, neither too tall nor too short, with a figure best described as 'lightly plump'. Grey-streaked chestnut hair -- festooned with a smattering of multi-hued pearls-- hangs loosely in a roughly done braid to her waist. A few bangs are cut short to her chin to frame a round-cheeked face and strikingly large eyes. Big, with the barest hint of lines along the sides, they are a deep blue with disconcerting grey-white pupils. A tiny blue star has been tattooed on the corner of her right eye.

Personality:  Ever mercurial and very rarely consistent though loyal to a fault, Skye could either be your very best friend or that that lady best identified as 'oh that crazy chick'. Having lived in different cities, she takes a portion of influence and culture from each. Flighty as a Cyrenian and stubbornly thick-headed as a forestal, yet viciously intolerant of rampant stupidity, she's very much an enigma in certain ways but terribly predictable in others. Somewhat bitter with a jaded outlook on the world and life, the only thing for certain is her love for the Ocean and her God. Everything else (men especially) is a source of amusement whether out of malice or merely boredom. 

Notable Friends: @Verrucht, @Melodie, @Carmell, @Rangor (lots of her friends have gone dormant )
Relatives:  err most of them are dormant
Parents: @Kinilan
Rivals/ Enemies:  She doesn't really have any... I think. None worth talking about. 
Opposite Faction Attitude:  She hates Vastarians and Darkwalkers, the latter more then the former really (quite possibly because she sees similarities and despises them all the more for it). Calls Atavians birdies and pillow-stuffers. Quite racist really. lol
Loves:  Rum, her Lord, her dad, things that keep her entertained, more alcohol
Hates:  Still having a conscience because it gets in the way of fun sometimes, scumbag men, wingies and darkwalkers,  the stupid and vindictively petty
Motivation:  Not much. She waits for the return of her Lord. Only that and amusement keep her going
Quotes: “All things pass, only the Sea is Eternal."

Kresslack

You're the daughter of @Kinilan? My condolences.