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Name
Age Old |
Species
● ● ● ● ● Sex Feminine |
Height
5'10" Weight 210 lbs |
IT WAS
IT WAS DARK AND I WAS ALONE |
Voice Breathy and otherworldly, her voice carries an odd sharpness to it given how soft it seems otherwise. Beware the shifting tones. |
Scent Like an empty dry socket or vacuum, cold and crisp, and the thick of a coming storm. It is easy to miss. | Posture Unsettlingly fluid and graceful, perhaps even predatory. She moves with intention but never force and presents herself with pride but never arrogance. |
If only three words could be used to describe Velayla they would be patient, adaptive, and manipulative. A primordial entity born from Chaos, one who stood at the beginning of creation - she who made the cosmos with a scream. Thought to be lost to time, she instead adapted to the ever shifting world by sharing names with those who earned her favor. Her ultimate goal was building herself a group of worshippers who knew the truth of her existence, a feat of which she was mildly successful. Ancient power courses through her, and those capable of recognizing who she is often behave in a manner of reverence and deference. Great mother of the cosmos, she who brought space to the |