Thyri de l'Avariée

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[Name] Thyri de l'Avariée [Race] Moon Elf [Gender] Female [Hair Color] Deep Raven [Eye Color] Pale Blue [Skin Tone] Porcelain White [Build] Lissome, Slender [Height] 5'4" [Song] Tarja Turunen - Oasis Something catches your eye... All the ethereal and delicate beauty that so defines the elven race is evident in this daughter of the Fair Folk. Petite and nearly appearing fragile, Thyri exudes the same aloof, soft grace as expected of a child of the elves, but translates it to an almost abstract, unattached sense of floating through the world. Resembling a hauntingly beautiful marble statue, she almost fades away into the backdrop, so soft and gentle, so quiet and easy to dismiss as nothing but a shadow, or even miss entirely for all its small, lissome appearance. Looking closer... She might have been a startling individual, made so by the deep raven, near pitch of her hair and the porcelain white hue of her skin, but it was the light, crystalline blue of her eyes that would strike the hardest. Like pools of shallow water, these pale orbs are often wistful, pensive, always and perpetually thinking, or found peering with caution at the world she finds herself slowly drifting through. She is delicate and exquisite, and quite young for an elf, as though just recently having stepped out from adolescence. Something is difficult to pinpoint about just that, as one would be hard pressed to say that she was done blooming, but rather that the seasons had already come and gone, leaving the youthful elven suspended in a timeless place. Her features are inevitably more pronounced than the every-day elf, but often found emotionless. If once in a blue moon she should smile (sulking was more likely), her incisors are rather elongated. While not true fangs, these teeth are definitely sharp enough to draw blood should a reprehensible desire to indulge in sanguinary delights overcome her. And closer still... As befitting her elven ancestry, all of Thyri's movements are slow and deliberate with a smooth, fluid grace. She is elegant but reserved without being ostentatious, which often comes off as arrogant to many an observing eye. Many often label her as cold, given her slow and quite often nonexistent reactions to outside events or usual apathetic, disinterested appearance that rarely leaves her face. By nature and force of personality, Thyri may almost seem demure, preferring obscurity and disappearing into the sidelines more than drawing attention to herself. As a result, she typically opts for simple clothing lacking elaborate decoration or embroidery and almost always dresses in soft, dark or muted colors. "There are some secrets in this world not worth knowing, my lord. They can punish the heart like a merciless dagger... taking one's life, one's soul, with a mere twist." [Note] When observed in direct sunlight, Thyri gains an almost ghastly pallor, lending some to believe she might not be too healthy. [OOC] [Always] Storylines, complex plots, in-character conflict/confrontation, intrigue and alliances, character development, non-sexual roleplay, characters with a well-thought-up background/story, dramatic events, conversations, meetings, arrangements (invitations, letters, mundane summonings).
Player:	The Seventh Blessing
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Elf