Description
A commanding presence is exuded from the elven figure
before you. Her bewitching eyes of crisp amethyst look
off with fierce concentration, set not on her present
sights but something deeper...almost as if her eyes
could pierce on a molecular level, all that traversed
the lands. The term beautiful, or even gorgeous, would
pale in comparison to the aesthetic make-up of this
woman. Even without the elaborate get up she adorns
herself in, you note well her aristocratic features.
Full lips and high cheek-bones set within an almond
shaped face, are transfixed with fearsome beauty.
Skin of milky cream (strongly resembling that of ivory)
cover her voluptuous build. Although being one that
does not partake in laboring activities, ripples of
toned muscles dance under her ivory skin. A testament
to the fluid, strength and grace of Elven-borne.
Flawless hair of honey blonde cascade down her back
all but a lone braid of silver, that has been braided
to form a crown of sorts upon her head. Elongated nails
of a rose-hued amber, compliment the uncut amber jewel
laced with an encrusted chain. Which nestles delicately
upon her bosom.
One of her Elven kind, would not take well to her style
of dressing, as it would be considered ill-fitting
for one of aristocratic upbringing. But to those who
knew her, her family amongst the menagerie. They
embraced it well. For her bold clothing...or tasteful
lack thereof, only reflected her free spirit.
Thin gossamer of opulent teal material spiral down her
arms and back meeting around her neck to form a
short-cropped shirt.Next was her belly-exposing
harem-flared trousers, tight around the ankles and hips,
yet loose everywhere else. Anklets and bracelets clash
with the subtle color of her milky skin. Lastly you take
into account the odd marking upon her inner wrist.
Was it but a scar, or yet a tattoo?
The discolored silver marking gave no sign.
Upon further notice you note that-
Role
Foresight Part 1
Added Mon Jul 14 15:31:21 2014 at level 24:
Foresight was not so much a gift as it was a burden.
A higher responsibility was requested, better yet required.
From those who could dip into Fates pool, sifting through information of
individuals of importance to them.
Usually in realms now past, even the most simple of planeskippers could dip
into histories past and present to find the answers they seek.
But on this Scale?
Of this magnitude?
Of this striking clarity?
Never before seen.
That is...
Before Sindarielle Starseer was born to a family of elves, they foretold her
years as a gypsy for they too traveled the lands.
Never calling a place home for to long.
It just happened that upon these years, with a young child attached to their
hip.
That they would cal Darlyson home.
Sindarielle was noted as a seer even from a young age.
Fear of losing their home.
By the stories their freakish daughter could tell-
They decided to keep her sedated with a case of herbal remedies.
Keeping her in a clouded-mind state to where she could complete daily task.
But was a shell of her former self.
A child who had expressed such eloquence and colored each from an early age.
All seemed well until her magic grew in strength.
The sedation was no longer holding as firmly as before and Sindarielle would
leave for hours at a time.
Often coming back with ludicrous stories of imagined creatures and places she
traveled.
Little did they realize.
That her electric spirit had attracted the eyes of many beyond the veils.
Creatures, sentinel beings that wished to spend their time with her.
And so they did. Ripe into her teen years of about a half century she played
with them.
They taught her things, listened to her ideas.
And nurtured as a mother and father would their child.
But for Sindarielle.
She did not realize that all the planeskipping she was doing.
Riding the magical winds, had caught unwanted attention.
By someone in particular.
A strikingly beautiful Dark-elven woman.
A woman who's poise and gracefulness was as deathful as her dominating
presence itself.
She went by the name of Evanshalee, Chatelaine of a Menagerie.
She started her descent upon Sindarielle by showing herself in her dreams.
Speaking with her from a distance to pick at her mind.
To plant the seeds that would later bloom.
Next her voice filled Sindarielle at any hour.
Creating internal dialogue that Sindarielle often answered to in her parents
or other elves midst.
This began to bring more alarm and Sindarielle was cast off into her room.
Her two meals brought to her daily.
Sindarielle shed tears, hoping that someone would in fact hear.
And answer her calls.
And that was when Evanshalee called.
You will be hid away no more, she said.
I will come for you on a day when the moon kisses the sun.
Foresight part 2
Added Mon Jul 14 15:32:45 2014 at level 24:
And so she did. There was a haze of magic upon the home of Sindarielle.
And with instincts Sindarielle knew not she had, she blew her bedroom door
off the hinges.
With but a thought...
Drifting away on the magical winds, she reappeared before her kitchen.
The thuds she heard from her room, were now connected with the scene before
her.
Wide-eyed Sindarielle witnessed her first painting.
Powerful strokes and splatters of crimson, against white-washed walls.
Debris, and shadowed figures hanging in the background.
And before her now. With eyes like piercing daggers.
Stood the woman she had seen so many times in her dream.
Eyeing Sindarielle with an air of wonder.
It is you child. She called.
Anger, white-hot anger.
Now turned into a cold fury.
From that day Sindarielle resented Evanshalee
The woman who took her from one family to present her to another.
But as it was, the burden of anguish and hatred was lifted.
As she met new faces. A new home that loved her for her.
And it was within the Menagerie that her skills were honed.
Until she became a true stargazer.
Just as her visions reached their peak in strength, she had one of herself.
What was to have been her past. Had things gone awry the day she was taken.
Death was set to have been her fortune otherwise.
And not by just any hands.
But rather the hands of her parents.
The truth about Madame Starseer.
Added Mon Jul 21 14:18:50 2014 at level 44:
Madame Starseer
She was different than what I often exposed to the realms.
She knew no mental filters, as the only thing that flowed from her mouth was
raw truth.
Evanshalee taught me after taking me into the menagerie how to keep her at
bay with mental blockades so as not to scare off anyone I loved.
For her presence, as powerful as it was.
Could make even the most seasoned quake.
It wasn't until I met Marcellus had I realized that someone was willing to
love both sides of me. Sindarielle as well as Madame Starseer the omnipotent.
She seldom poked her head freely, but the night of the menagerie's
disappearance I had to come to terms with exposing her.
To let her free from her cage, so that myself and the magician could figure
out what was in fact wrong.
She loved this well, for she had much to say in so little time.
Her visions had become much stronger since entering Thera prime.
And they reoccurred more frequent.
A warning-
No, a disturbance.
Something beyond Thera's veil loomed.
A pending darkness and doom that wished to take all with it.
Consuming Thera within it's insatiable hunger.
Tarot Card: Magician
Added Mon Jul 21 14:20:57 2014 at level 44:
Of course, my first tarot card I recreated after losing half my deck. Was the
Magician. And it was Marcellus that was upon my mind the whole while I
created it. He had forgotten well our past. And the glimpse of our past that
I held onto with each passing day. He had become so very consumed in finding
out the disappearance of our wagons, that I had been cast to the side for the
time being. Allowing Madame Starseer to expose herself more often had also
caused a rift between our already broken relationship. She scared him. And
Intimidated him. To a point where he would vanish mid-sentence in defeat. It
was with this that she knew something I did not. A vision that my conscious
mind could not glimpse but Madame Starseer could, and forbade. Was she scared
of what would happened when the living form of the Magician Tarot card and
Tarot Card: The Star
Added Mon Jul 21 14:28:37 2014 at level 44:
He was considered the Diamond Eye in the Sky.
But to me, he was far more.
A reminder of the Tarot Card "The Star"
Generally, the Star indicated that dreams and aspirations will come true.
There is a sense of well being and confidence - the world is our oyster. The
Star points to success in your social life, meeting new people, discoveries,
new ideas, and new interests.
He was all this and more!
He sparked within me, a beautiful sense of wonder.
That I could always have my name floating upon the seven winds.
That I was a woman, a prestigious being that deserved to be known by any and
all that walked the realms. And it was so I cultivated my bond with this
strange patron I knew only recently.
In hopes of one day winning his favor.
And the namesake that came with such.
And it is why, he was my second tarot card recreated.
The Star-
Tarot Card: Empress
Added Sat Aug 9 22:08:53 2014 at level 51:
Empress
She was a benevolent woman, a woman of tact, grace, and raw power.
That so colorfully illustrated her as a living form of the Empress Tarot.
As the card often represents the person in question as a being of nurturing
and maternal ways.
Such was true all the same of Andira, known to the lands as the Mother of
winter's night.
And more notably the one touched by Lady Amaranthe.
Reading her fortune, was a turning point for myself.
She was refreshing, to my soul.
Washing it of the many years of burden and baggage I had carried with myself.
The way she so peacefully touched on the subject of death.
Like a change in season, the next step in a cycle.
Touched me deeply as I thought of my own ebbing vitality.
Prematurely so-
As her fortune dictated, it was inevitable for Andira to fight death.
For it was upon her already.
But it would be how she went about her days ending-
And just what she sought to leave behind that would color her forevermore
upon the tapestry of fate.
And so it made me think-
Would I continue out my days, reading fortunes for a few copper pieces.
Or would I give my all to Thera Prime, the only place besides the menagerie
caravans that I've been able to call home.
Only time will tell as it seems.
PK Wins
Jul 30, 2014|Lv 51|Khardrath's Planar Sanctum|Ulamette vs 1: [51] Sindarielle (100%, magic missile)
Aug 10, 2014|Lv 51|The Imperial Lands|Foedett vs 2: [51] Sindarielle (46%), [48] Kelastys (53%, hit)