Divona

Darkness

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  Name: Divona
  Nicknames: Div, D
  Age: Unknown, though longevity is a trait of her species.
  Gender: Intersex (has both male and female genitalia as well as chromosomes) though identifies as female
  Relationship Status: Single, not really seeking
  Sexual Orientation: Heavy leaning towards feminine body types, low chance of interest in the masculine.
  
  Profession: Jewelry Smith
  Income: Opulent, her craft is fine and sought after.
  Assets: Island territory. A private Frigate
  Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
  
  Species: Onyx Karkadann (or simply, Dark Unicorn)
  Build: Thick curves with underlying muscle tone, heavy bottomed hourglass shape. Little bit of a belly paunch
  Height: 7’6
  Weight: Somewhere around 300 lbs
  Handedness: Ambidextrous
  Coloration of Fur: Glossy black fur speckled with black and purple iridescence
  Skintone:
  Horn and hooves: Bioluminescent in darkness and seem to be composed of a seafoam and azure hued substance much like a gem with much the same translucency of crystal. Hooves are cloven.
  Wingspan: Ten feet at full extension
  Hair: Extended to near ankles, a deep violet streaked with strands of alabaster. Normally kept in a single loose braid that halved its length.
  Eyes: Bright and seeming to glow with a slitted white pupil and emerald sclera
  Attire: Normally she wore as little as she could get away with. Simple wraps of purple transparent silk over her breasts and silken loincloth that held over her hips.
  Accessories: Lavish gold and silver necklaces and bangles accented with gems, knotwork and gem rings adorning a couple of her fingers, a septum ring. Sometimes seen carrying a satchel slung over a shoulder.
  
  Afflictions: Light sensitivity; too much light effectively makes her unable to see properly as her eyes are attuned to darkness.
  Quirks: Sometimes snorts when laughing, insomniac, frequently mumbles things to herself, a natural nurturer, crafty; you name it she would try and make it, a total lush; if there is booze she will drink it and proceed to flirt with everyone around. She has an obnoxiously large rock collection some of which she’s even given pet names to.
  Diet: Strictly Vegetarian, her stomach is not built to consume meat.
  Likes: Fresh fruit, sweets and baked goods. Gems, rocks or precious metals. Bashful women, opium or just about any smokeable substance, non-sexual cuddling or cuddlepuddles, tea (hot or cold), unique books
  Dislikes: Sunlight or artificial lighting, arrogant or pompous sorts, children, meat, heavy perfume or cologne, homophobia, zealots, coffee, too much heat, mud or similar filth in her fur or hair.
  Phobias/Irrational Fears: Arachnophobia
  Kasurian Primes: Aristaya, Thelcoda, Ahroth
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  Skills
  
  
  
  

  Alchemy: Mostly this is used for the purpose of healing tinctures but she also dabbles in ones meant solely for leisure.

  Botany: The study and understanding of plants. A useful skill when paired with Alchemy.

  Cooking: In more recent times she had taken tutorship to hone her cooking skills, being such a big eater it would only make sense she desired to be good at cooking.

  Jewelery crafting: This includes small scale metal forging, cutting of stones, wire wrapping, concept art for end results, engraving and chain construction.

  Lapidary: This could be considered to fall under jewelery crafting. She’s skilled with the tools it requires to cut, polish, and facet gemstones.

  Geology: The study of rocks, natural gases, metals, chemicals and earth processes such as the tectonic movements of the earth.

  
  
  Abilities
  

  Night Vision: Capable of seeing in the dark due to her nature, pupils are adjusted to vision in pitch black. ~She has a hard time seeing long distances in the day, and often wears a veil to protect her sensitive eyes.

  Mental projection: Ability to project one's consciousness/psyche/emotions into the astral plane, into another, or to make them real. ~She may only do one memory, dream, thought, scene, etc. in a person's mind at a time. ~ Leaves her mentally weak and physically drained afterwards

  Flight: Wings give her the ability of flight. This is a feature of her species. ~It is by no means soaring high in the skies or moving swift. Limited distances of about three miles maximum before she wears out and needs to stop.

  Shadow Sublimation and Stealth: Ability to transform into shadows ~ If direct sun touches her, the illusion fails ~Only able to hold it for a limited time
• Visual Description

  
  A towering figure, standing a little over seven feet tall and made seem all the larger by a large wingspan. Fur resembled a starry night mottled with iridescent speckles of purples and blues, longer tufts sprouting from her ankles and elbows. The thick fur soft as velvet and unlike that of other equines. Long horn looked like a delicately chiseled azure crystal, a neat translucent spiraling pillar ending in a sharp point. Hooves composed of the same crystalline matter. Oftentimes seen wearing a veil in daylight to protect her sensitive eyes, if seen in the daylight at all. She wore a simple loincloth which lent her lower half modesty, chest covered with a thin transparent silk. Eyes luminescent with a slitted white pupil and emerald sclera, pointing towards the creature being born in darkness. Most of her breed considered themselves bi-gender, but Div had found herself wishing to nurture her more feminine qualities.
• Origins

  
  Her species one that had origins in an alternate realm, a dimensional tear had brought her to this plane of existence long ago. Back in her homelands she'd been the offspring of royalty, bound for the throne when she came of age. There was little semblance of peace in the kingdom, many enemies stacked against the royal court. And in a land where magick most often was used for warfare and trickery, she fell victim to the curse of a wicked warlock. Many of her magickal abilities fell the wayside in this new territory, unable to seek her way back on her own she counted the moons for many a year. It only proved to be a source of sorrow and regret to count time when return began to seem improbable. She'd eventually put halt to her pursuit of returning home. Instead, she'd find solace in venturing. Condemned to an unfamiliar realm where she was left to wander and to carve out a new name for herself.
  (very much a work in progress, bear with me)