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The Left Head

  • It was the nature of shadows to reveal the truth of a thing, which was why, as the daughter of a gargantuan canine guardian with a triplicate nature, her shadow was always similar to that of her father’s.

    The shadow, however, was where the similarities ended.

    Courtesy of her mother, whatever unfortunate being that had been, the triple nature of the Cerberus's Daughter revealed itself via three distinct personalities, in three distinct bodies, but with only one manifesting at any particular moment.

    So below, learn more about Elysia.

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    Appearance: Fully Human

    Height: 5’ 11”

    Gender: Female with female parts.

    Hair: Blonde. Neat. Short.

    Eyes: Gray

    Known Likes: Intelligentsia, among whom she feels most at home. Secrets, which she forever aspires to hoard. Slavery, provided it is her hand that holds the whip. Power, presuming it is of the subtle variety.

    Known Dislikes: Fools, which are too often suffered by her kin. Uncertainty, as it represents unlearned secrets. Challenges, when there is a danger she may not overcome. Power, if it must be used ostentatiously..
    **

    She was eerily tall. Serious. Severe. Her hair reached only far enough down her neck to minimize confusion as to her gender - presuming the heels (nothing ridiculous, mind you) didn’t make that evident enough. Suffice it to say, everything about her was angular, including the frown she tended to favor. Her clothes were no less abrupt than her demeanor - she wore trousers, always, and despite an attractive enough build to make other outfits pleasing to the eye. Likewise practical, her day to day apparel consisted of a dress shirt and suit coat - the latter with just enough padding in the shoulder to give her an intimidating air. She hardly needed it, given that her shadow was always that of a massive three-headed dog.