Corellia of the Astral Descent
Jul 6, 2024 2:10:23 GMT -5
Post by Corellia on Jul 6, 2024 2:10:23 GMT -5
Corellia of the Astral Descent
Gender:She/they
Age: What's the point in counting anymore?
Race: Faeborne Satyr
Nationality: Born from the Land of Wonder, crashed down and is currently living in Moonglade in Eclipse City.
Appearance: Corellia stands at a height of 6'2" (Not counting the height of the horns). A satyr dressed in a beautifully decorated black and white jacket covered in designs of black roses. A simple black crop top, with a singular gauntlet of silver on her left forearm. Her fur that covers her entire body is an ashen black color, silky and soft to the touch, with cloven hooved feet and legs covered in thicker silver fur the very same color as the wild mane of hair that settles upon her head with braids interwoven throughout. She has lilac sclera with piercing gray eyes, a tattoo of the crescent moon upon her forehead and usually an ever present smirk along soft lips. Atop her head adding to her height are two imposingly curled Her right arm bears a hidden scar along her palm, where a frigid cold black liquid like the void itself spills out from the wound coating her arm in the unknown substance and grafted upon her as though it were her skin itself. She carries herself with a sense of elegance that some might call arrogance, but she considers it to be nothing but sheer confidence.
Personality: Corellia is by all accounts a polite and sweet individual. At least that is how most would likely describe her, those that spend enough time around her or those unfortunate enough to have earned her ire know she can be the complete opposite. At the drop of a hat this beautiful satyr of honeyed words and cavity worthy kindness can reveal and underlying bitterness, spiteful tongue and cactus like pettiness. She is by all means a true friend to those she would consider to be one, kindness will be returned with kindness. But with her time in isolation it has made her first and foremost selfish, tunnel visioning on her own needs even when she does not mean to do so. She is simply desperate to live her life the way she pleases; and anyone that gets in the way of that won't have her sympathies. She is a timeless being trying her best to fill the coldness in her heart with warmth; however it may come to her.
History: Corellia spent much of her life wandering and tumbling through the Land of Wonder, bouncing from place to place. Her memories are a fragmented shell of what they once were, knowing little of what led her to her current circumstances but knowing all too well that it was placed upon her by someone she clearly spited greatly. She has spent who knows how long now trapped amongst the stars, locked in place and chained to the cosmos by an unknown being. Suffering her years in isolation in the cold void of silence until whatever curse chained her there wavered. Falling through the astral sea, colliding with the earth beneath her like a meteorite descending.
She found herself somewhere she didn't recognize, with people she didn't know and with a strange shadow of the cosmos tainting her presence. Now she is trying her best to make what she can of a newfound life and find out who did this to her. And why? What did she do to deserve such a curse?
Gender:She/they
Age: What's the point in counting anymore?
Race: Faeborne Satyr
Nationality: Born from the Land of Wonder, crashed down and is currently living in Moonglade in Eclipse City.
Appearance: Corellia stands at a height of 6'2" (Not counting the height of the horns). A satyr dressed in a beautifully decorated black and white jacket covered in designs of black roses. A simple black crop top, with a singular gauntlet of silver on her left forearm. Her fur that covers her entire body is an ashen black color, silky and soft to the touch, with cloven hooved feet and legs covered in thicker silver fur the very same color as the wild mane of hair that settles upon her head with braids interwoven throughout. She has lilac sclera with piercing gray eyes, a tattoo of the crescent moon upon her forehead and usually an ever present smirk along soft lips. Atop her head adding to her height are two imposingly curled Her right arm bears a hidden scar along her palm, where a frigid cold black liquid like the void itself spills out from the wound coating her arm in the unknown substance and grafted upon her as though it were her skin itself. She carries herself with a sense of elegance that some might call arrogance, but she considers it to be nothing but sheer confidence.
Personality: Corellia is by all accounts a polite and sweet individual. At least that is how most would likely describe her, those that spend enough time around her or those unfortunate enough to have earned her ire know she can be the complete opposite. At the drop of a hat this beautiful satyr of honeyed words and cavity worthy kindness can reveal and underlying bitterness, spiteful tongue and cactus like pettiness. She is by all means a true friend to those she would consider to be one, kindness will be returned with kindness. But with her time in isolation it has made her first and foremost selfish, tunnel visioning on her own needs even when she does not mean to do so. She is simply desperate to live her life the way she pleases; and anyone that gets in the way of that won't have her sympathies. She is a timeless being trying her best to fill the coldness in her heart with warmth; however it may come to her.
History: Corellia spent much of her life wandering and tumbling through the Land of Wonder, bouncing from place to place. Her memories are a fragmented shell of what they once were, knowing little of what led her to her current circumstances but knowing all too well that it was placed upon her by someone she clearly spited greatly. She has spent who knows how long now trapped amongst the stars, locked in place and chained to the cosmos by an unknown being. Suffering her years in isolation in the cold void of silence until whatever curse chained her there wavered. Falling through the astral sea, colliding with the earth beneath her like a meteorite descending.
She found herself somewhere she didn't recognize, with people she didn't know and with a strange shadow of the cosmos tainting her presence. Now she is trying her best to make what she can of a newfound life and find out who did this to her. And why? What did she do to deserve such a curse?
protect him at all cost. (can’t use discord anymore so making use of this here)
