AKA: Sorceress of Illusions; The Viscount of Amber's Youngest Daughter
In A Word: Morbid
Age: Around 200 or so
Skills:
+ Illusions
+ Alchemy
+ A touch of necromancy
+ Offensive Spellcasting: Fire and Darkness
+ Defensive Spellcasting: Weak magic shield; moderate physical shield
+ Healing: Potions and Regeneration. She can live for untold years as long as she is not beheaded, chopped in half, have her guts get torn out, etc. Otherwise, she is fairly capable of sustaining flesh wounds and damage to her organs with only a weakened state and lots of crying.
+ Archery
+ Fencing
Personality: Indifferently cold most of the time, with a languorous air befitting most nobles. She enjoys short conversations and long solitary walks. No, she doesn't like pina coladas. Her greatest strengths are her confidence, rational mind, and accommodating nature. Her weaknesses are a nosiness that sometimes gets in way of her usual apathy and a strong tendency to hold grudges. Rarely has she ever forgiven someone, even for a trivial matter.
The rest of her personality will develop over time.
Bio: She left her prominent family at the age of 22 to pursue a life of magic and isolation. Her only constant companion is her homunculus, an infant-shaped creature of blood and mandrake root. This genderless creature alternates between loyal servant and doting child, and is one of Maeve's only true sources of happiness. She seeks to further her knowledge in alchemy and the dark arts for, as of yet, unknown reasons.
Likes:
+ Books
+ Her Homunculus
+ Knowledge
+ Chess
+ Solitude
Dislikes:
+ Talking for extended periods
+ Obstructions
Theme: Cradle of Filth - Nymphetamine (Lyrics)
Appearance:
Tattoos - Rose vines in a cluster on her right cheek, another below her left collarbone, a winding vine around her right ankle, and the symbols of the elements on the palms of her hands: Fire, Earth, and Darkness on her left, and Water, Air, and Light on her right. On the sole of her right foot is the symbol for Sun; the left, the Moon.
(Without the wings)
Her Homunculus:
(Without the wings)
Her Homunculus:
Username: Black Sheep of Death
Character's Name: Maeve Serliss
Age: Unknown
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Race/Breed: Human
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 115 lbs.
Weakness: Despite the requirements of her profession, Maeve always bursts into tears at physical pain. She may also be prone to hallucinations and has developed addictions to most of her chemicals.
Appearance: Thin and waif-like, Maeve's once-fair hair has faded into blue from prolonged chemical exposure. Her blue eyes have likewise grown dark and milky and her skin is a deathly white, a stark contrast to the tattoos that cluster on her cheek, beneath her left collarbone, and across her palms and the soles of her feet.
Personality: Maeve is indifferently cold most of the time with a languorous air befitting most nobles. She enjoys (very) short conversations and long, (mostly) solitary walks. Her greatest strengths are her confidence, rational mind, and accommodating nature. She also possesses a nosiness that sometimes gets in way of her usual apathy and a strong tendency to hold grudges. Rarely has she ever forgiven someone for a slight, especially if that someone has obstructed her work in any way.
History: Maeve left her prominent family at the age of 22 to pursue a life of magic and isolation. Her only constant companion is her homunculus, an infant-shaped creature of blood and mandrake root. This genderless creature alternates between loyal servant and doting child and is one of Maeve's only true sources of happiness.
As a sorceress infamous within her professional circle and among the lower demons, Maeve only seeks to further her knowledge in alchemy and the dark arts. She only settles in one spot long enough for the surrounding inhabitants to grow suspicious of their missing neighbors and the increase in demon sightings. She has been living for an untold number of years as a result of her 'experimentation' and is nearly at a level of something similar to immortality.
Maeve currently occupies a cottage in the forest.
Anything Else: Her Precious Homunculus stands at a height of three feet and is extremely vulnerable to sharp objects.
