Valythra

Portrait

Description
¤  Description  ¤ Dressed mostly in blacks and hooded cloaks which concealed intentions, this slender, androgynous figure generally drew little attention, allowing them to merge into the backdrop, or to easily disappear into a crowd, at least when they so pleased. Otherwise, the figure carried themselves with a dignified, almost condescending air. In spite of the modest height, this one's demeanor seemed to put them above all others. From within the heavy cowl and masked face, peered a pair of bright golden orbs that held a severe intensity and a contemptuous hunger most would find unsettling. Often, the creature wore a crimson mask instead, numerous blood-soaked feathers perched behind each elven-tipped ear. The voice with which the figure spoke was never of normal intonation, but more of a fascinated lilt of sorts, or a twisted melody that often drawled towards the end of sentences. ¤  Memories  ¤ She remembered the carnage clearly. The final one. The one that had taken her. Had taken her brothers in arms. Had taken the Elder. But she also remembered the one before it, and the one before that, and the one before that, and before that, and before that. An eternal struggle. It was dizzying. But now she was here, and somehow breath filled lungs that had been trampled, and a body that had been broken and shattered, was mysteriously whole. But for all of this, all she could wonder, was where her beloved brother had gone?
Player:	Kvelertak
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Elf