Elizabeth Wells
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No matter which persona Elizabeth may have taken on that day, what stands before you is a human woman, tall stature for her kind, a light-skinned, brunette-headed girl, like no older than thirty. Nothing in particular scars her body, nor is there anything of remark in terms of something to make her special on a base level. However...
ELIZA, BEGGAR Eliza, a poor girl by all means. Her skin was filthy with Rookery mud and her clothes were dusted with Old Town dirt. Her voice croaked as she pushed the words past her lips and her eyes fluttered at most light. Gods know what makes her this way. BETH, ACADEMIC By all accounts, Beth is a knowledgeable girl. Seeming to be in the know on what went on around the city and having an uncanny knowledge for all things strange, Beth can't seem to pull her eyes away from a good book or a new face. In contrast to Eliza, Beth has a preference for the finer things in life, hating filth and wearing a pretty, protective dress with armoured gauntlets going up to her elbows. Beth also seems to prefer to keep out of the Rookery. ELIZABETH, ??? Elizabeth, an odd, maniacal mix of Eliza and Beth, is very clearly insane. With an insatiable thirst for knowledge and a tendency to blurt out the most curious things, it's no wonder both Eliza and Beth seem to fear her, even referring to "putting her back in the cage" as if Elizabeth needed to be locked away. Both seem to agree that she's more of a danger to them than anyone else. |
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Player: | HellOnTheSurface |
Gender (Visually): | Female |
Race (Visually): | Human |