Stats
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﴾Name
Anya*﴿ ﴾Species
Avariel*﴿ ﴾Vocation
Slave; Mage﴿
✧ Height
5'0.
✧ Hair
Auburn, hip-length spirals.
✧ Orientation
Bisexual*.
✧ Owner
None
✧ Weight
90lbs*
✧ Eyes
Aquamarine.
✧ Age
28.*
✧ Collar
These.
✧ Sex
Female.
✧ Build
Lissome, dainty.
✧ Alignment
Neutral Good.
✧ Voice
Speaking
Singing
✧ Skin
Ghostly, cool as marble.
✧ Ethnicity
Greek*
✧ Tarot
Strength*
✧ Birthdate
February 29th.
✧ Scent
Apres l'Ondee*
✧ Sign
Pisces.
✧ Marks
None.
✧ Phobias
Lupophobia.
✧ Disorders
Nightmare Disorder.
Tempered harshly by her experiences, Anya's soft, feminine exterior conceals a core of steel and surprising resolve; she will not break in the face of a storm, but bend. In the public eye she is an enigmatic, lovely creature of ghostly smiles, few words and downcast lashes, skilled at donning a practiced mask to cover up what neuroticisms lay writhing beneath the surface. Her owner's reputation is of the utmost importance to her and she believes it is therefore unacceptable to project anything but an air of polished perfection at all times. She is deeply jaded by attachment, outright frightened by the idea of something as whimsical as love, and defaults to holding others at a neutral arms length, secretive to the degree of appearing eerily detached, muted in her emotions - it is not at all uncommon to know precious little about the monochromatic thrall, though the persistent will find that beneath, Anya remains alarmingly kind. When truly relaxed she becomes playful, her expressions come easily and she is far more apt to displaying the intelligence and sharp wit she keeps under wraps, but more than anything the little bird hungers to prove herself and find purpose - to balance independence and will with the grace of a faithful servant.
Quirks
✧ She walks on her toes/balls of her feet 90% of the time.
✧ She can be rather...dramatic. On that note, she's an angry crier.
✧ She's more difficult to frighten or unnerve than one might expect.
✧ Loves rich color, but avoids white and hates red.
✧ It is ridiculously easy to fluster or make her blush.
✧ Oddly susceptible to certain sounds and frequencies.
✧ Her left arm is prosthetic from mid-bicep down and lacks a sense of touch.
✧ There's something...odd* about her blood, if one gets close enough to smell it.
Talents and Training
Musician - Highly gifted with song and possessed of absolute pitch, Anya can enthrall with the clear cadence of her voice, the rich tones of a violin or cello, or tease a melody from the keys of a piano - and though she considers it more of a party trick, when given crystalware, she can do this. She can also compose for, transpose, or teach these instruments, if one is willing to learn.
Storyteller - An avid reader, tales of myth or otherwise can be recited upon request, delivered with all the polished performance of a player upon a grand stage. Similarly, she is an excellent conversationalist when given the opportunity; happy to debate various topics or else simply offer insight.
Ballet - The skill has fallen into neglect in recent years, but her muscles recall the motions. For those in the know, she may still be willing to dance.
Flight - She was once used as a long-distance courier and is still capable of delivering both messages and small parcels at swift and reliable speeds.
Handmaiden - Attentive and obedient, she is more than happy to serve at any opportunity, from something as simple as fetching food and drink to as complex as aiding in putting together a fine ensemble for her betters to wear.
Grooming - Hair, skin, feathers, fur or nails, Anya is versed in keeping all parts of a person or an animal clean and presentable, largely from having to care for her own in such a manner. Naturally, she's the most highly skilled with hair and feathers, and has a collective knowledge on a plethora of oils and tinctures to scent and moisturize.
Etiquette - Manners can get you far, and Anya knows it. She is trained not only in how to properly present herself in posture and demeanor, but in how to address those above and equal to her station. Interestingly, this second nature behavior comes not only from her servitude, but from her life before.
Domestic - Despite her delicate appearance, she is fully capable of basic household chores and is unafraid of hard work. She has been the lead servant of a single estate for some years and is no stranger to keeping things organized and comfortable - or ensuring that others do.
Medical - Having spent time serving within a ludus, Anya can disinfect and dress injuries, set moderate breaks, reset joints that have dislocated, and stitch closed open wounds. She is also skilled in the finer art of medicinal plant usage for more every day aches and ailments. Needless to say, she is not squeamish over blood and gore, or the cast off from violence. In true emergencies she is capable of calling upon healing magic, though it leaves her drained.
Self-Defense - Not so much a service offered, but still a vital portion of her training. Anya is far from a powerhouse but she has been taught how to wield a small blade and what points to strike upon a body to cause severe pain.
Bookkeeping - Keeping track of and creating records, organizing files, and maintaining correspondence between operating parties are a small part of the thrall's repertoire. She has aided in maintaining businesses for years.
Sewing - Once a hobby, now a fully developed skill. Anya can mend damaged clothing, hem and make adjustments to allow for a better fit, be it taking in a seam, or letting one out. She also seems to enjoy embroidering and creating small, stuffed creatures for fun, and has been known to present them as gifts.
Magical Qualities
Cursed ▪ The end result of cruel mercy, she can never experience true death. More violent ends will take longer for her to recover from, even with hastened healing. Resurrection leaves her nauseous, lethargic and disoriented, and it is not a reprieve in the least; she must still eat, sleep, and be wary of illness. She purposely does not tell people about this ability to prevent it being taken advantage of. Regeneration ▪ The secondary status that walks hand-in-hand with the curse. Anya will eventually regenerate from most inflicted injury, magical or physical, though the time it takes depends largely on her emotional well-being. As with her inability to die, this isn't something she shares often, if at all.
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Empathy ▪ Feelings both negative and positive can be imprinted onto the girl, and while it tends to happen automatically when she is in someone's close proximity, the greatest effect occurs through physical contact. For this reason, she has an aversion to unexpected touch as she believes there is something intimate about the emotional range of another. Healing ▪ She is able to cause wounds to knit themselves back together, stop bleeding and relieve pain. However, the skill diverts sharply in that she can also 'over heal' and cause flesh to grow and expand out of control, with possible debilitating end results based on how much total energy is released. Negative emotions stand a higher chance of causing disaster.
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Radiance ▪ Light magic, a lingering trace of her heritage. A developing skill as her arcane studies continue, it manifests as a silvery-blue glow within her palms and gives off a soft, ambient warmth. She's learned to channel it into bolts for percussive/defensive blows, but its duration is rather short, as her current stamina for it is low.
Gallery
For all of her art feel free to take a look at her Toyhouse. Keep in mind some images are NSFW.
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