Stelmaria Ceridwen Denali
Further Information
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"She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful:
Something to be admired from a distance, not up close."
– Neil Gaiman
Piercing eyes· Tousled locks· A force to be reckoned with· Moonlight peaking through the shadows· Keen intuition· Trust issues· Ignites revolutions· A stare as captivating as it is unbreakable· Unruly and wild· Sun-kissed skin flecked with bruises· Imperfections born with pride· Fights against injustice· More vulnerable than she lets on· Loving and hating fiercely (and rarely)· Eternal pessimist
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DETAILS
Presentation ❧ In spite of her strong political opinions, Stelmaria is near impossible to get acquainted with and will likely bite your head off before answering any personal questions. Childhood trauma has lead her to become distrustful and unforgiving, leading most people to keep their distance (with good reason). She is alight with boundless zeal, commanding respect from all those who behold her.
Appealing attributes ❧ As her 'sparkling' personality certainly isn't one of her best features, she has yet to figure out how to make proper friends. Her looks is what draw people in; blessed as she is with a frame as if hewn from stone, the unblemished golden skin, the midnight black hair that tumbles down her shoulders and her unusual amethyst eyes that leaves people wondering if she is entirely of this Earth.
Physical defences ❧ Her first line of defence is her words; she will say just about anything (no matter how foul) to keep people at bay. She is not a trained solider, although she is tough as one, but her Inferni powers make up for her lack of weaponry and combat skills.
Phobias ❧ She has a distinct aversion to being touched, and will go tremendous lengths in order to avoid physical contact with others.
Voice ❧ Her voice is low and softspoken, yet it has a hostile edge to it, giving her an air of solid confidence and authority.
Languages ❧ She is fluent in Ravkan and speaks decent Suli. Being raised by Ravkans, she is severely out of practise in the latter and plans to reconnect with her mother tongue (and its people) some day.
Talents ❧ X.
Scent ❧ X.
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FAVOURITE...
"No, I am not a princess waiting for Prince Charming to save me. Nor am I the queen who needs her king.
I am a goddess, and I can burn empires with the mere touch of my fingers, alone."
– Unknown
|COLOUR| ⋄ Deep green like a pine forest at dusk. The colour reminds her of her brother, and the all too familiar scent of pinecones and firewood he always carried around.
|HIDING SPOT| ⋄ She has yet to find a sanctuary where she can be left alone.
|DISH|⋄ She never indulged in any foods during her childhood years, but has since developed a fondness for Pierogi, spiced Ajvar with flatbread and Burek to mention just a few dishes.
|ANIMAL| ⋄ X.
|BOOK| ⋄ She has never had the time nor the resources for reading, but instead she recalls the Suli fairytales her mother used to tell her as a child with fond memories.
|SEASON| ⋄ Her favourite season is spring. Witnessing Ravka come alive and bloom after yet another harsh winter fills her with naïve hopes of better days to come.
|SAINT/SANKTA| ⋄ She used to direct her prayers towards Sankta Marya of the Rock as a girl, patron saint of those who are far from home. Needless to say, she is less faithful now.
|FLOWER| ⋄ She has always been taken with the fragility of the rare Skeleton Flower, the translucent petals making it appear as if the buds were shaped from crystal.
|SCENT| ⋄ X.
|COUNTRY| ⋄ At this point she hardly knows. No kingdom or sovereign state have managed to provide the safety and happiness she desires.
|FRUIT| ⋄ She adores the intense, fragrant taste of red berries such as sweet cherries, currants and blackberries, and much like herself those fruits come with a slightly tart aftertaste.
|DRINK| ⋄ Jasmine bloom tea served with fresh mint leaves and honey.
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"She wore her troubled past like wings. She had been through hell.
And though no one could se her demons, they could see the face that conquered them."
– Atticus
|TIME OF DAY| ⋄ Early morning hours when it feels like the rest of the world is still fast asleep.
|SOUND| ⋄ The crackling of fire gives her a rare sense of safety.
|ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGE| ⋄ X.
|MONTH| ⋄ X.
|GEMSTONE| ⋄ X.
|WORD OR PHRASE| ⋄ "Quote."
|ELEMENT| ⋄ X.
|EYE COLOUR| ⋄ X.
|SWEET TREAT| ⋄ X.
|LANGUAGE| ⋄ X.
|TEXTURE| ⋄ X.
|WEATHER CONDITION| ⋄ X.
|MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE| ⋄ X.
