Race: Half Elf
Sex: Female
Age: mid twenties
Height: 5'8
Eyes: violet (due to magically combat)
Skin: light coffee, smooth as silk, supple and well toned
Hair: Bright white (due to magical combat) Messy cascade of white locks, shines like satin, scented of jasmine

She has the baring of a noblewoman and the figure of a temptress. Curves rounded and full that come to a narrow waist that make her hips roll and twist as she walks. She has the air of someone who is unaware of the attention she attracts or simply doesn't care. Her slightly upturned nose, and tilt of her chin give her an slight arrogant appearance from first glance until she smiles. Those full lips betray a soft cheeky mischief laying beneath that more serious gaze she gives as she glances in peoples directions. Often favoring rich reds on her lips and body, yet she makes no direct attempts to initiate with anyone. Perhaps she is just a tease after all. There is a subtle elegance to the game for some, others its just a brutal game. It all depends on the rules.

Background:
Phiona is of House Medani, one of the twelve Dragonmarked houses of Eberron. The house and is known as the smallest and one of the youngest houses. However, despite its size and age, its members are seemingly everywhere, working as operatives in various fields such as guards, researchers, advisers, inquisitives and spy-catchers. Unlike most dragonmarked houses, Medani has a strong geographical location as the majority of its members are Brelish nationals and live in Breland. House Medani possesses the Mark of Detection. This mark grants various magical benefits that allow its bearers to detect threats making Medani sentries an invaluable asset to nobles and royal families across Khorvaire.

She is the youngest ever member of the King's Shadows, an extra secretive division of the King's Citadel. They are only used for missions that must be kept as far from the government as possible. The King's Shadows were not mentioned in the description of the King's Citadel when the ECS lists out the branches. Most are recruited from the King's Dark Lanterns, much as she was, though she was still young when this occurred, a prodigy. A more elite version of the group, subsection carrying out more intense versions of her previous calling.

At 16 she had been called to the Dark Lanterns, had the authority to conduct intelligence operations on foreign soil, execute covert missions across the globe, and prevent national secrets from falling into the hands of rival intelligence agencies. The Dark Lanterns also have the unwritten authority to eliminate any creature that threatens their nation, its sovereign, or its citizens. Once inducted into the Dark Lanterns, an agent is expected to serve until their death - While an agent may retire, the crown can recall them at any time. Pulled then at 19 into the Shadows became a lot more intense reality for the next 5 years.

However, her family had always served in some manner in Breland. A way to keep the connections there. Her two older brothers Knights in service to the Kings Swords, her twin brother also a knight there, her next younger brother a Ranger in service to the Wanderers, and her much younger sisters while both to weak to serve physically sort to serve in the great tower as intelligence gatherers in the achieves once they came of age. Her service had already cost her those beautiful black locks, so many of those in the order that did what she did lost them. Caught in magical battle there was always the chance of over exposure to raw magical blasts and strange affects if caught in backlashes. For her, white hair, violet eyes. It was a small price, but it marked her as one exposed to too much magic, a mage.

The last trip:
Her last mission she was sent with a team to a meeting on a ship, though it was supposed to be one of those covert missions somehow it had become known as their vessal was chased down and fired upon with magic. The battle was hard and harsh, and forced into a wild magic zone. The resulting fire power tore the ship in two and when the light clears her vassal was ruined and washed up with only a handful of sailors and herself on the part she remained on. The location. A beach on an unknown plane. A ship was not far away, a man calling himself Rodrick gave her passage to a city called Sinfar and so it begins, realizing she is thrown back to a place that is in time and place unknown and time is protected back home, she knows she can not risk going back. Time is protected, those breaking the time laws of home are hunted. She is stuck.

songs:
Devil:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YJhgW06dfA

Wolven Storm: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=823yuWz0lto

How do you like it?:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NC-uaFbQgeo

Lights:
Green - Fairly open to most things, the most important thing is rp, more than anything else rp a way into a situation and most things are acceptable or will be rped a way out of. She will respond according to the rp. She is not rape bait, so fair warning.

https://www.f-list.net/c/phiona

Yellow - little unsure of pushing the envelope on hardcore humiliations and public displays, not keen on anything that will permanently damage without some serious discussion

Red - death, gore, and anything that breaks server rules naturally, age play, and any swallowing of toilet involved substances