[.Mutisme.] ~ Out of Character Thread

[Syrenrei]

For those desiring an example of a character profile with a template, here is my character. Please feel free to copy the template or change it to your fitting. If you'd like to use the Kingdom of Itieri feel free... but please let me know if you plan on tying into my character more than being from the same kingdom tho. :3

Mun: Syrenrei
Character Name(s): Y'Deviuna Nyera Eska Sonage
Aliases: "Tempest", "Lady of the Glass Mask"
Age: 21
History: Y'Deviuna is the eighth of nine children born to King T'Polcer of the Kingdom of Itieri. Her eldest sibling, a brother, was already the heir to the throne and many of her siblings (products of the king's first wife who had died in childbirth several years earlier) had already been wed to influential families by the time she was born. The king had no apparent plans for her: she was just an extra. She was another child to strut around with prestige. The Sonage bloodline had laid claim to the throne centuries ago. While her name is unknown, a "purely magical being" wed the first of the Sonage ancestors. She bore him many children who became incredibly potent spellcasters . The kingdom bowed under the impressive magic of this family and the first Sonages were named king and queen. In the current day and age the "purely magical being" is regarded as a being from the heavens and the king and queen rule with divine authority. The current generations have varying amounts of magical aptitudes and some bear unusual hair and eye colors. Y'Deviuna was such a child: she had snow white hair and eyes that palest of blues. If her father had not already promised or wed his daughters to all the families of repute he could have made quite a barter for Y'Deviuna. Her hair and eyes were seen as a strong connection to her magical ancestor.

As the years passed Y'Deviuna grew restless. The king and queen kept her confined except when she was paraded around like a doll. A princess, they argued, was too noble to be left to the devices of the world around her. She needed to be sheltered from anything that might be "unpleasant." While this explanation satisfied her a child, as a teenager it left much to be desired. As teenage rebellion swelled in her so too did some virtuous ideals. She wanted to experience this world they ruled, to see the common folk and how they lived, to feel as they do. Perhaps she was unable to rule, but royalty did she not have an obligation to try to help those who supported her? It was in these emotions that her magic first surfaced. Puberty, in all its glory, had brought forth what had trickled to her down her bloodline. Slowly but surely she could feel magic around her and channel it with her emotions. This gave her a second motivation to leave the palace: in the palace she could not explore her full potential. In the palace she was guarded from "negative" emotions that she might be able to channel potent spells through.

On her fifteenth birthday the princess left the castle on "Wings of Hope." Leaving only a sparse few notes for the few friends and companions she had she escaped her royal shackles. Once outside the walls she disguised herself in two ways: she presented herself with a traveling name of "Tempest" and she started to continuously channel an emotion through her that would keep her hair a black that glistened purple in the sun. Armed with a new identity and disguised she traveled through the lands picking up odd jobs and practicing her magic in secret. Her age made people treat her kindly for the most part and her magic kept others at bay. While she surely had some bad experiences, she to this day only says "their memories give me new emotions and new spells."

The Kingdom of Itieri forgot her eventually. After she had been gone six months her father proclaimed her a betrayer to her birthright and banished. Some of the nobles suspected she left by magical means. This stirred a dangerous air into the court: the king's claim to the throne was through his magical heritage. If this girl was a potent spellcaster, a spellcaster like her ancestors of more divine blood, did that make her more of the rightful heir to the throne? If the princess were to return there could be an uprising that would almost certainly end in either her or her brother's death. Tempest realized she could never go home and would have to indulge the more popular rumor: that she was dead.

Around her eighteenth year she found her way to the Faction and the Roc'Shaar. Seeing the magic she possessed a couple suspected her heritage but none ever spoke of it. The princess, after all, was supposed to be dead... if she ever really had any magic to begin with. For the past three years she has trained under their tutelage. No longer a child she can wield her magic with more control than she could ever have attained on her own...

Personality: Despite a somewhat troubled past, Tempest seems rather well-adjusted on the surface. She is pragmatic, honest, and playful. While she dodges any questions about herself with ease, she doesn't hesitate to give her opinion on any given topic and is rather friendly with others. She refuses to let her form of magic control her life and, for the most part, is successful. Underneath her "glass mask" of normalcy is an undercurrent of pain. Carefully tucked away, Tempest controls the pain by saying it is in the past and of no consequence. All the Roc'Shaar know that many of her spells require her to recall painful memories and how can one forgive and forget that which they relive over and over...? Every night she takes a walk, ride, or flight for an hour to relieve herself of emotions that build up during her training.
Strengths: Compassionate, determined, charismatic
Weaknesses: Self-sacrificing, slightly paranoid, has a hard time forgiving

Physical Appearance: Tempest has long, waist-length hair that appears black in dim light and shines a deep purple in the sun. Her eyes are an extremely light shade of blue, A few tattoos edge her face below the eyes and above the jaw, curling under her eyes slightly. Shaped something like a curled wave or talon-shaped sword, they serve no apparent purpose. (Picture will be posted later on this). She is slight and unimposing weighing perhaps 125 at 5'7". Because there is no point to her training physically she abstains from it and has no real physical tone to her body except that which she gains on her nightly walks/rides/flights.

Powers: Tempest's magical ability is unusual. Rather than use words or objects to weave or invoke a spell, she channels. Magic for her is something that flows through her and the world around her like wind through the air. Rather than cast a spell, she channels parts of this ever-present stream of magic using her emotions. An emotion of anxiety, for example, channels a haste spell. The more intense of an emotion she can recall or conjure and the more potent the spell. Tempest keeps her face very controlled during her spells: she knows that if her companions knew which spells channeled negative emotions they would be hesitant to use them. Seeing this as an unwanted hinderance, Tempest refuses to name or display in any fashion which emotions correlate to which spells with the exception of "Wings of Hope."

Pairing: Tempest's companion/pair would know very little about her. While they might know about her favorite color, what she thinks about the afterlife, and who she thinks talks too much, she is very careful to not let even her best of friends know her real identity. At all costs she will preserve her secret, fearing that the more that know she is the princess the greater the chance Itieri will find out and be thrown into chaos.


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