Post by elizabeth on May 21, 2019 18:59:21 GMT
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Elizabeth Winters [break] ~The Dauntless Genius~
Elizabeth Winters [break] ~The Dauntless Genius~
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[break][break]5'8. Purple eyes. Extremely long black hair, sometimes putting in a red extension. Usually wears elaborate cloths and robes and always wears darker colors. Wields a notable old grimoire. Across her neck is a silver cross necklace she wears at all times. When she is out in public, she tends to hide her face as she does not like to be recognized as much as possible.
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PPEARANCE[break][break]5'8. Purple eyes. Extremely long black hair, sometimes putting in a red extension. Usually wears elaborate cloths and robes and always wears darker colors. Wields a notable old grimoire. Across her neck is a silver cross necklace she wears at all times. When she is out in public, she tends to hide her face as she does not like to be recognized as much as possible.
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[break][break] Those who knew her when she was younger would likely describe her as snarky, blunt, or mean, depending on who you asked. Now, people often describe her as cold, emotionless, and calculating. To be honest, no one really knows why, but it seems somehow she grew more distant from even her closest friends a time ago. Regardless, she has the utmost loyalty to those she holds dear, and sometimes, people report seeing shreds of the person she once was.
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ERSONALITY[break][break] Those who knew her when she was younger would likely describe her as snarky, blunt, or mean, depending on who you asked. Now, people often describe her as cold, emotionless, and calculating. To be honest, no one really knows why, but it seems somehow she grew more distant from even her closest friends a time ago. Regardless, she has the utmost loyalty to those she holds dear, and sometimes, people report seeing shreds of the person she once was.
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It is not rare to find Elizabeth studying closely a variety of reference materials left behind by the ancestors of the Lunarisclan. Since the beginning of her life, she was attracted to scholarship and craftsmanship. With the guiding hand of her father, she rarely was allowed to leave the house and was constantly preforming experiments to increase crop and ore yields.Her father was a renowned crafter of the Lunarisclan, in charge of a significant portion of scientific advancement for the clan. Naturally, his prestige was to be transferred to her, and so too were his burdens of maintaining the clan's progress. Because of this, she was all but locked up with little contact to the outside world. Even when she did, her abbrasive personality prevented her from making any significant friendships in her youth. All except one.[break]
Rei Nyx seemed to be the only human in the world who could withstand her foul mouth, yet she would never forget to mention that her sample size was quite small. "It's probably a heuristic, but still, that makes you special in some regards," she would tell him. He would often encourage and participate with her in her studies and a very strong bond was forged between the two. [break][break][break]
Though such a peaceful life was not bound to last forever. A palpable increase in tension between the clans left Rei and his lover separated. He was... different. He concentration on his work skyrocketed phenomenally, but he wasn't paying much attention to his body. Or Midnight. He was just...reading. Constantly. It pissed her off.
And finally, one day, he was gone. On her desk, a mysterious powder was mixed together, and the chair was knocked to the ground beside it. And he never came back.[break]
She was quick to jump to action. Dammit, if only she had been focusing on her magic instead of these stupid-ass experiments. Not that her dad would have let her... [break]
She was left with no choice. She had to leave. She had to. If not for him she'd be...Dead in all probability. Yes, the stress of her work was too much for one person alone. [break]
Only one option was left to her. To accelerate her combat prowess in the only way she knew possible...[break][break]
She now wields a very powerful dark, lightning magic. However, she feels a strange kinship with her clan members and has become a powerful warrior in the mean time, much to the dismay of her father. Her position as Master Crafter was practically guaranteed before she had shifted her focus to the defense of Lunarisclan. Her crafting heritage follows her ceaselessly, consuming every free moment she has on the front lines.
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ISTORY[break][break]
It is not rare to find Elizabeth studying closely a variety of reference materials left behind by the ancestors of the Lunarisclan. Since the beginning of her life, she was attracted to scholarship and craftsmanship. With the guiding hand of her father, she rarely was allowed to leave the house and was constantly preforming experiments to increase crop and ore yields.Her father was a renowned crafter of the Lunarisclan, in charge of a significant portion of scientific advancement for the clan. Naturally, his prestige was to be transferred to her, and so too were his burdens of maintaining the clan's progress. Because of this, she was all but locked up with little contact to the outside world. Even when she did, her abbrasive personality prevented her from making any significant friendships in her youth. All except one.[break]
Rei Nyx seemed to be the only human in the world who could withstand her foul mouth, yet she would never forget to mention that her sample size was quite small. "It's probably a heuristic, but still, that makes you special in some regards," she would tell him. He would often encourage and participate with her in her studies and a very strong bond was forged between the two. [break][break][break]
Though such a peaceful life was not bound to last forever. A palpable increase in tension between the clans left Rei and his lover separated. He was... different. He concentration on his work skyrocketed phenomenally, but he wasn't paying much attention to his body. Or Midnight. He was just...reading. Constantly. It pissed her off.
And finally, one day, he was gone. On her desk, a mysterious powder was mixed together, and the chair was knocked to the ground beside it. And he never came back.[break]
She was quick to jump to action. Dammit, if only she had been focusing on her magic instead of these stupid-ass experiments. Not that her dad would have let her... [break]
She was left with no choice. She had to leave. She had to. If not for him she'd be...Dead in all probability. Yes, the stress of her work was too much for one person alone. [break]
Only one option was left to her. To accelerate her combat prowess in the only way she knew possible...[break][break]
She now wields a very powerful dark, lightning magic. However, she feels a strange kinship with her clan members and has become a powerful warrior in the mean time, much to the dismay of her father. Her position as Master Crafter was practically guaranteed before she had shifted her focus to the defense of Lunarisclan. Her crafting heritage follows her ceaselessly, consuming every free moment she has on the front lines.
