~The Flaxen Knight~

Once a wife,
Now a widow;
Once a mother,
Now a mourner;
Once a peasant,
Now a knight;
Once a farmer,
Now a rover;
Once beloved,
Now alone.

Miriah-Felix, like so many others, comes from the ruins of a strange world for the promise of relief in this new one.  Her manner is warm and accommodating, though she projects a sense of contained stoicism that she can be mistaken for the antisocial kind.

Clearly human, Miriah-Felix is also clearly not -merely- that.  Something has touched her, or elevated her, and left its mystic mark.  Her skin is ghostly pale, her eyes a bright unnatural blue, her hair the white of wedding silk.  All these things give her an ethereal image, eerie in her nearness to normal.

Yet much about her is more grounded, and earthy.  Her figure is strong beneath the armor of some ice-white ceramic plates.  Her breasts are huge, soft and motherly.  Her face features the kind of commonplace beauty that kings might overlook, but for which simpler men regularly fight and die.


Whites:

RP, Discussion, Slow-Burn Attraction, Exploration and Adventure.

Green:

Consummated Friendship, Adventuring, Aftermath of Adventuring, Storytelling, Treasure-hunting, Research, Intrigue, Gossip (the reasonable IC kind).

Reds:

All the typical ones.  High-maintenance partners.  "Lol so random" goof-characters.  Random hookups.  Characters with no purpose except sex.  Pregnancy.  Attempts to tie Miriah-Felix down long term.

Final disclaimer:

The nature of my work is such that I can be called away at all hours fairly abruptly, and maybe during inconvenient or intimate moments.  I won't drop without saying goodbye, but RP with me comes with a risk that I might just have to go at some point.  You pays your money, you takes your chances.  I'll try to make it worthwhile, and make up lost time later.