About
Ello everyone, I’m Luthien or Luth (whichever you prefer), I was born overseas in Bayreuth, Germany on February 13th. I grew up there for a few years before coming to the United States. I spent most of my childhood moving from place to place since my dad would get stationed at different outposts. In the late 1990’s we settled down in Colorado. I have been on Gaiaonline for many years and I do lurk here still.
My college major is Multimedia Graphic design (I make logos, ads, and posters using Photoshop and Illustrator basically). As for Hobbies; I collect Breyer horses mainly and books, lots of books. I am a nerd as I am into a lot of genres when it comes to video games and movies. I am also into roleplaying and you will find me in different genres and the like.
I am an artist as well and my media of choice is charcoal, ink, and pencils, though in recent years I have gotten into digital art as you can see with some of my characters. I am a bit of a traveler and I love experiencing different cultures and their fashions.
I work as well and I am happy to be doing it because I was being driven crazy from being stranded at home for too long. I also love walking out in the woods by myself or with my dog Tala and a cat named Gibson (yes my cat loves going on walks), Well, that is all about me, but if you wish to ask for more, feel free! I do not bite.
Luthien my celestial elf
Odette my fallen goddess
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The music in the background continued to encase in privacy. There was that stillness once more when the Ambassador watched the elven use her own foreign magic to resist the land's imposing law.
"You'll tire yourself sooner than the party's revelry can provoke. It would be unwise to go against His Majesty's nature, seeing as how he is Alagadda itself." The Hanged King was the god of this realm and unyielding fountain of magic and power.
"Worry not, dear guest, we are fully populated, you would not be absorbed as a denizen."
"Friendship." They repeated, the concept not lost on them but rather mocking the word itself. "How quaintly unseasoned thou art." They whispered to themselves, dripping with condescension. "Such innocence fares poorly in these halls.
It is no different from those who wander maskless during the festivities —and must be… corrected.
To walk unmasked in Alagadda is to invite every eye, every hunger, every whisper to know thee."
The Ambassador kept their second hand behind their back, the first on their chin, however, waved before the elven female. Luthien felt a solid mask appear against her face, obscuring her beauty from the wandering eyes. As it pressed to her skin, it nearly absorbed into it, grasping firmly and nearly becoming one. It was clear, no one was allowed to take it off.
"Thus His Majesty, in boundless mercy, grants correction.”
A mask for every face, a face for every mask." Their head cocked to one side imperceptibly.
"I'll be sure to let His Majesty know of thy gratitude."
What business hast thou with the Voice of Alagadda?
Doth the revelry of the Court not seize thy senses?
Do the wonders of the Masquerade fail to ensnare thee?
No? How strange…
Then speak — seekest thou favor, knowledge, or forbidden promise?
There is a flavor for every appetite, and a cost for every choice.
However… if it is but simple pleasantries you offer…
then very well.
Good morning.
Alagadda is the realm.
I am the one it sends when it wishes to be heard.
Address me as Your Excellency.