Post by Dregunta on Oct 31, 2009 11:49:57 GMT -5
Name: Dregunta
Age: 109
Fairy Type: Unknown
Physical Appearance:
Her hair is a faded lavender that is a matted up mess. There are plenty of twigs, bugs, and flowers that dwell in her hair. She wears a crown of thorns atop the matted mess. Her face is much older than it should look along with the rest of her fairy body. Her face has intense wrinkles and sunken in eyes and where plump muscle should be. Her lips have been reduced to a fine line that looks like a permenant frown. Her nose is crooked and taught. Her eyes are large and a sad grey. She looks as though she hasn't slept a day in her hundred and nine years.
Her body is looks small and brital. She walks with a hunch and uses a crooked cane. Her hands are long and skinny. The nails she possesses are long, yellow and broken. Her arms and legs are tiny a fragile. She looks as though if the wind blew that she would fade away into dust.
She wears a simple tattered dress made of spiders web. It wraps around her body in heaps. The dress itself, looks hundred and nine years old. It has plenty of holes and dirt covering it from top to bottom. It is strapless and reaches her ankles. She wears no shoes for she has no reason to. Her wings are old and barely visible. They are a translusent lilac and small holes. Although her wings are as tattered as she, they hold a certain regalness to them.
Personality: She is quite mysterious. She keeps to herself and never speaks to those that fear her. Her general outward appeal would be scary and unapproachable. She is quite the opposite though. She has deep sorrow and a large secret that may change Luminallia forever if it were to ever be found out.
She tries to keep others away, although she is quite lonely. She holds great wisdom and fairies often fear her for that. She has healing abilities but no fairy would dare ask for he help. In a way, she likes to keep to herself but then she remembers long ago when things were much different. The future of Luminallia lay in her hands with a deep dark secret that fairies of old have kept secret for over a millenium.
Age: 109
Fairy Type: Unknown
Physical Appearance:
Her hair is a faded lavender that is a matted up mess. There are plenty of twigs, bugs, and flowers that dwell in her hair. She wears a crown of thorns atop the matted mess. Her face is much older than it should look along with the rest of her fairy body. Her face has intense wrinkles and sunken in eyes and where plump muscle should be. Her lips have been reduced to a fine line that looks like a permenant frown. Her nose is crooked and taught. Her eyes are large and a sad grey. She looks as though she hasn't slept a day in her hundred and nine years.
Her body is looks small and brital. She walks with a hunch and uses a crooked cane. Her hands are long and skinny. The nails she possesses are long, yellow and broken. Her arms and legs are tiny a fragile. She looks as though if the wind blew that she would fade away into dust.
She wears a simple tattered dress made of spiders web. It wraps around her body in heaps. The dress itself, looks hundred and nine years old. It has plenty of holes and dirt covering it from top to bottom. It is strapless and reaches her ankles. She wears no shoes for she has no reason to. Her wings are old and barely visible. They are a translusent lilac and small holes. Although her wings are as tattered as she, they hold a certain regalness to them.
Personality: She is quite mysterious. She keeps to herself and never speaks to those that fear her. Her general outward appeal would be scary and unapproachable. She is quite the opposite though. She has deep sorrow and a large secret that may change Luminallia forever if it were to ever be found out.
She tries to keep others away, although she is quite lonely. She holds great wisdom and fairies often fear her for that. She has healing abilities but no fairy would dare ask for he help. In a way, she likes to keep to herself but then she remembers long ago when things were much different. The future of Luminallia lay in her hands with a deep dark secret that fairies of old have kept secret for over a millenium.
