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Beauty ♱ Terror
ㅤㅤQuiver before me.ㅤㅤ
ㅤintroduction :ㅤ A devilishly coquettish gaze, one single look to disarm an entire army. with a flick of a wrist reality twists, what once was is no more, and she? once there, now gone.
♱ character
name / alias : ㅤAureli Ljanta
age :ㅤ 105
pronouns :ㅤ She/they
species :ㅤViera RAVA
birthdate :ㅤOctober
sexuality :ㅤPansexual
origin :ㅤGolmore
location :ㅤIn your walls
mbti :ㅤINTP
alignment :ㅤBad bitch
A mystery to be unresolved, to stay within the shadows. The secret you fear to reveal, the knife in your sleeve.
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ㅤ❝ㅤ Fine, make me your villain. ㅤ❞ㅤ
♱ biography
Aureli knew what she was since birth ... she knew that she was wholly unremarkable, forgettable, and a disappointment. Her mother made sure she knew of all her shortcomings as an heiress to the Ljantas, a line of powerful witches in Golmore and some in Skatay. She found solace in the treetops and bogs, where no one would tell her whats he is and isn't, where she could just be, her.But her mother was right, Aureli didn't have the explosive magical prowess her predecessors had, it was a quiet thrum under her skin, something that undulated languidly just there beyond her reach. Many frustrating training days and nights after, she was no better than what she started.Why can't you be like us? her mother would lament and ask. whatever had i done to deserve you? each word hit harder in the young Ljanta's heart, all too aware that her mother would never love her like she loves her nieces.
But her mother had been wrong, for magic manifests differently for everyone, and she simply hadn't known the devastation that Aureli can bring, and to be fair, neither did the girl herself.It was just so that once upon a day Aureli was wandering about the jungle, wandering and wandering until the buzz of her village was naught but a distant thrum of a river. She pressed on, a young woman now. She heard the calling, the siren song of the unknown beckoning her out, to the devastating out, to a calamity that lays just beyond the riverbend. To exile.She disappeared, just like that one day, never to be seen in her village yet again.
♱ statistics
height :ㅤ190
weight :ㅤ80
eyes :ㅤGreen
hair :ㅤBlack
scars :ㅤA few
languages : Golmorran, Eorzean, Dalmascan, Hingan, Garlean, Hannish
etnicity :ㅤDalmascan
parents :ㅤAlive
siblings :ㅤAlive.
partner(s) :ㅤNone
faceclaim :ㅤKARINA Aespa
voiceclaim :ㅤSeo Yea Ji
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ㅤstrengthㅤ Nurturing
ㅤstrengthㅤ Thoughtful
ㅤstrengthㅤ Artistic
ㅤstrengthㅤ Kind
ㅤstrengthㅤ Observant
ㅤstrengthㅤ Loyal
ㅤweaknessㅤ Complex Geometrics
ㅤweaknessㅤ Pink stuff
ㅤweaknessㅤ Anything cute
ㅤweaknessㅤ families
ㅤweaknessㅤ Hingan art
ㅤweaknessㅤ Dalmascan food
ㅤflawsㅤ Hot headed
ㅤflawsㅤ Overconfident
ㅤflawsㅤ Jealous
ㅤflawsㅤ Bitchy
ㅤflawsㅤ aloof
ㅤflawsㅤ Vengeful
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| She'd travel the star and learn of her hidden abilities, the ability to manipulate flesh to do her bidding, to shift the image of another to their whim. She made money as an eerily talented make up artist, and sometimes, as a cosmetic surgeon -- without the surgery, but no one knew that-- |
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| As always, had different plans for her. She fell in love with an Elezen when she was naught but a whore hard on her time in hingashi, and she thought that he'd fallen for her too... |
♱ Thrumming Aether
Her aether is very beautifully and evenly spread, not a flaw in it, running through her like a steady river.
♱ Seer
Never too far away from her deck of tarot cards that she can be seen shuffling and checking every once in a while.
♱ Melancholy
Her eyes are always searching for something, or perhaps someone, and it seems that each failed attempt sent her deeper into her depression.
♱ power hungry
Living her entire life under the thumb of her mother and her cruel ways, now she is keen on finding just how much she's capable of.
♱ Decadence
No one can accuse the woman of not being fashion forward, she had horrendously expensive tastes for someone with barely any gil to their name, Probably an active contributor to her poverty!
♱ Lover
She loves love, but love rarely loves her back. She's grown okay with it, she will never be able to settle but she's more than happy to share a kiss and her bed.
♱ Vengeance
Something precious was taken away from her, and she had decided that all of Ishgard will pay for the transgressions of one man. Although a secret to the uninitiated, she is prone to simply ripping off the heads of her ishgardian elezen lovers like a praying mantis might.
♱ Sanguine Delight
She murders a man or so from time to time, as a treat. most usually out of righteous feminine rage.
♱ Sensitive
Although it was not one of her natural gifts, through long and ardous training she had become sensitive to the aether around her, able to pick up its various alignments.
♱ Historian
Aureli is no old woman but in the grand scheme of things she is not young either. She's seen empires come to fruition and wilt away. she knows a thing or two, and thusly, can appraise historical artifacts of their origin and make, especially if they are dalmascan or hingan in nature.
