Post by Lux Volkov on Oct 26, 2017 1:45:22 GMT
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Female
Female
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Hetero
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Hybrid (Immortal/Fae)
Hybrid (Immortal/Fae)
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Vlada Roslyakova
Vlada Roslyakova
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Lux Volkov
Lux Volkov
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Magical Ability:
[break]Immortal: After drinking from the pool Lux was gifted with healing tears. Her tears are healing on contact and with enough of them, she can even bring back the very recently deceased. Her tears, however, do not work on herself.
[break]Fae: The ability to turn her tears into small healing stones, the size of the stone determines its power. It takes a lot of tears for her to make these and is incredibly tiring for her to convert them into stones. It is not something she chooses to do often. (she can not make herself small like pure fae can)
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Appearance:
Somewhat tall and slender. Willowy would be a good term to describe her. She has golden blonde hair that is usually around shoulder length, the cut perhaps a little on the scraggly side. Her skin is pale and her eyes a pale blue. Her thin lips often have a downward tilt to them. A frown when she isn't frowning. She seems weighted down by something nearly always, often appearing to have something from her mind and being pulled from her own thoughts with a start.
[break][break] Clothing wise she normally wears loose flowing dresses that appear to be a few sizes too large. She dislikes shoes and will avoid them when possible. Her ability does not come without a cost, to create healing stones for others she has to cry. And pain is the quickest way to accomplish that. Her thighs have taken the majority of her self inflicted injuries, but the healing stones she makes are not something she does for coin and are rarely created. Normally only for loved ones or to be taken to someone she is aware to be horribly ill.
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Her back is covered in an assortment of scars that were not caused by her own hand. Some of them rather large and leaving lasting impressions in her porcelain skin. From this scarred battlefield of wounds rises her wings. They are large, white, and appear feathered. In truth they are more like the wings of a feathered moth and not feathered at all.
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Personality:
Before Lux was held captive she was outgoing, exuberant, sweet. Since she has changed. She is still the sweet girl she always was but much more reserved now. And more wary of strangers. She often appears troubled but it quick to hide those feelings if anyone appears to notice. She is a gentle being, who cares deeply about those she is closest to. She hasn't seen anyone in her family for many years and she has worried about the effect it might have had on her mother. She is looking forward to seeing her again.
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History:
Lux cannot remember her father, her mother Eriu raised her since she was very small. She had a happy childhood among the fae. Had a strong relationship with her mother and while she was curious about her father it wasn't a topic she often pushed. She drank from the immortal spring when she was in her twenties. Her hybridism not being an issue for her among her people. Her mother perhaps was to thank for that, she never made Lux feel like less than just because she was an odd mix of races.
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She like most of her kind, loves nature. It was one day when she was out on her own just wandering that she was snatched by some rather unscrupulous people. It was by chance that her gift was discovered. And being the people they were they knew that these stones she could create from her tears would be quite useful as well as worth a good amount of coin. The scars on her back are a testament to some of the tortures she faced to force tears time and time again. She shut down, mentally curling into herself to keep from breaking. But it inevitably changed her.
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She never assumed she would be set free. As a hybrid, she had no rights. Technically she could have been kept for all eternity. She had no way to contact her mother. No way to send word for help. Life looked...bleak. It was sheerly by chance that a stranger would encounter the group that was camped in the woods near Cendra. That this man would save her from an eternity in shackles. They did not surrender their cash cow willingly. But in the end Lux was still free, timidly thanking the unknown person and like a person who was shell shocked by tragidy she began to wander home. A home she hadn't seen in so many years. She could only hope her other was still there to greet her.
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Miscellaneous:
Daughter of Eriu Bloodworth and Felix "Volkov" Cairo . She is also the granddaughter to Farkas Volkov.
Magical Ability:
[break]Immortal: After drinking from the pool Lux was gifted with healing tears. Her tears are healing on contact and with enough of them, she can even bring back the very recently deceased. Her tears, however, do not work on herself.
[break]Fae: The ability to turn her tears into small healing stones, the size of the stone determines its power. It takes a lot of tears for her to make these and is incredibly tiring for her to convert them into stones. It is not something she chooses to do often. (she can not make herself small like pure fae can)
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Appearance:
Somewhat tall and slender. Willowy would be a good term to describe her. She has golden blonde hair that is usually around shoulder length, the cut perhaps a little on the scraggly side. Her skin is pale and her eyes a pale blue. Her thin lips often have a downward tilt to them. A frown when she isn't frowning. She seems weighted down by something nearly always, often appearing to have something from her mind and being pulled from her own thoughts with a start.
[break][break] Clothing wise she normally wears loose flowing dresses that appear to be a few sizes too large. She dislikes shoes and will avoid them when possible. Her ability does not come without a cost, to create healing stones for others she has to cry. And pain is the quickest way to accomplish that. Her thighs have taken the majority of her self inflicted injuries, but the healing stones she makes are not something she does for coin and are rarely created. Normally only for loved ones or to be taken to someone she is aware to be horribly ill.
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Her back is covered in an assortment of scars that were not caused by her own hand. Some of them rather large and leaving lasting impressions in her porcelain skin. From this scarred battlefield of wounds rises her wings. They are large, white, and appear feathered. In truth they are more like the wings of a feathered moth and not feathered at all.
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Personality:
Before Lux was held captive she was outgoing, exuberant, sweet. Since she has changed. She is still the sweet girl she always was but much more reserved now. And more wary of strangers. She often appears troubled but it quick to hide those feelings if anyone appears to notice. She is a gentle being, who cares deeply about those she is closest to. She hasn't seen anyone in her family for many years and she has worried about the effect it might have had on her mother. She is looking forward to seeing her again.
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History:
Lux cannot remember her father, her mother Eriu raised her since she was very small. She had a happy childhood among the fae. Had a strong relationship with her mother and while she was curious about her father it wasn't a topic she often pushed. She drank from the immortal spring when she was in her twenties. Her hybridism not being an issue for her among her people. Her mother perhaps was to thank for that, she never made Lux feel like less than just because she was an odd mix of races.
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She like most of her kind, loves nature. It was one day when she was out on her own just wandering that she was snatched by some rather unscrupulous people. It was by chance that her gift was discovered. And being the people they were they knew that these stones she could create from her tears would be quite useful as well as worth a good amount of coin. The scars on her back are a testament to some of the tortures she faced to force tears time and time again. She shut down, mentally curling into herself to keep from breaking. But it inevitably changed her.
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She never assumed she would be set free. As a hybrid, she had no rights. Technically she could have been kept for all eternity. She had no way to contact her mother. No way to send word for help. Life looked...bleak. It was sheerly by chance that a stranger would encounter the group that was camped in the woods near Cendra. That this man would save her from an eternity in shackles. They did not surrender their cash cow willingly. But in the end Lux was still free, timidly thanking the unknown person and like a person who was shell shocked by tragidy she began to wander home. A home she hadn't seen in so many years. She could only hope her other was still there to greet her.
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Miscellaneous:
Daughter of Eriu Bloodworth and Felix "Volkov" Cairo . She is also the granddaughter to Farkas Volkov.
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OOC Notes
OOC Notes
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