Ithelian

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  • Name: Ithelian
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: Ithikins
  • Themes:
  • Nicknames: Ith, Ithikins, Ithy, and a variety of slurs. (His last name is Dawnsheen...'s not letting me go back and edit it in up thar. ^)
  • Race: Sin'dorei/Sun elf (Depending on where I'm RPing)
  • Class: Warlock/Rogue (Depending on WoW Server), upper-middling nobility. That's Lord Dawnsheen, thank you very much.
  • Alignment: Neutral
  • Deity: Hedonism
  • Age: Three-quarters of the way to middle aged!
  • Body Type: Slender, feminine, petite, but well toned and firm.
  • Height: 5'3"
  • Weight: 107 pounds
  • Complexion: Bronzed, unblemished, pampered.
  • Hair: Red, violet stars dyed in.
  • Eyes: Green
  • Handedness: Ambidextrous
  • Scars: None visible.
  • Relationship Status: Married to Avaraelia Dawnsheen, formerly Avaraelia Stormcloud (Open relationship, they share each other and -with- each other. ;p)
  • Personality: Ithelian is an extremely sensual creature. Hedonism is such a way of life for him it may as well be his religion, for he's religious in its pursuit. Steamily decadent and harboring a massive sadomasochistic streak.
  • Likes: A -lot-. Good foods, good beverages, good drugs (so long as they don't have any marring effects on the vain little things appearance), good company - of any nature - shy men, bold women, bold men, high fashion, feminine things, his wife, his wifes' exes, flustering innocents, corrupting innocents, pampering (Of self and others), his children (Not sexually, however. He -does- draw lines in some places.) His business, his research, his luxury.
  • Dislikes: Cruelty to children, molestation of children, pious biggots, biggots in general, jealousy, filth, the harming of his cherished ones, not being allowed to pamper those he fancies.
  • Sexuality: Anything willing, and quite a few not.

• Description

  Such a darling, precious, heart-shaped face is the elf Ithelian's, framed by wisps of ruby locks that are dotted with violet stars dyed right in, and topped in pageboy's cap of honey-gold satin. A gorgeous minty gaze lies beneath that lidded, sultry stare, caressed by the slightest, sweet touch of gold glitter. Diamonds tip the ends of those lengthy lashes shamelessly, full lips often puckered sweetly 'round a kiss blown on a whim. Satin and lace bares that flat belly above a knee length skirt, and thigh-high boots climb their way up toned calves with platform stiletto heels below, golden satin gloves coating dainty hands. But watch out lovelies...he's far from female.

• Biography

  Much too long to tell in one sitting. I'll list important points of interest for now.
  
  Abandoned not too long before puberty, though not by choice. His parents hid him safely - as safe as allied undead can be - and sacrificed themselves to keep him that way.
  
  Finishing his growth into adulthood in the company of animated corpses, not much unnerves or grosses him out anymore. Learned shadow magics.
  
  Left the 'sanctuary' upon reaching adulthood, began his adult life as a male prostitute - and rather enjoyed the career.
  
  Met and fell in love with a wonderful male of his own species, Irillo.
  
  Used his earnings to educate himself in chemistry and biochemistry.
  
  Began researching cosmetics - did I mention he's an awfully vain little thing?
  
  Developed a wildly successful line of beauty products, parfumes and health care cosmetics, used the earnings to open an even more successful line of spa retreats - staffed almost exclusively with his personal pets and slaves.
  
  Stumbled upon a dying black dragon, stole its soul and fused it with his own.
  
  Met, fell in love with, and married an undead male named Dimor - whose head was later severed, mutilated and thrown in Ith's bedroom window in a hate crime against their sexuality.
  
  Got accepted into a noble house, House Volanthius.
  
  Fell in love with a kindred spirit, the Mistress of the House, Avaraelia Stormcloud. Le gasp, his own species! Married her and produced three non-identical triplet girls.
  
  Began researching means and methods to artificially replicate the mind-control methods of a Queen of a certain hive-minded species of giant insects - such a thing would only work on said insects, of course, but they're a right nasty bunch of monsters. Can we say weaponized bio-units? Cha-ching!
  
  And that's where we stand so far. No luck with the mind-control research as yet.

• Playstyles Chart

  Always Acceptable	Sometimes	Discuss first	Never
  Always Acceptable Semi-para to Multi-para RP, preferance for simple paragraph RP. Flirting Friends Enemies Vice Vice More vice Plot, ahmg. Sexual RP	Sometimes Sexual RP involve more than two characters Sadism Masochism Combat NC scenes	Discuss first Enslavement of Ith Serious/permanent injury One-liners (On your part. I can't even if I try.) Kinks	Never Scat/Watersports/Vomit/etc Macro/Micro/Inflation/Ageplay/Incest/Vore God-moding Mixing IC and OOC knowledge. Mixing IC and OOC period. Death. Too much time (10+ years) and effort have gone into Ithikins.