Currencies
Gold:
9966
Stellar Coins:
17
Details
Species:
Earth Genasi
Class:
Misfortune Bringer Rogue
Starting Grace:
Living Arsenal
Adventures
Completed:
2
Most recent:
8 days ago
About
Appearance : a women with pearlescent stone colored skin that seems to reflect sunlight and is smooth and cold as porcelain, silvery hair hangs just above her shoulders in a messy bun accenting her sharpened features. despite her sharp and sever features their is a genuine look of near-childish joy and bewilderment in her eyes.
Personality : she's both easily and overly excitable all at once, and likes nothing more then unraveling stories and spotting the meaningless white lies that people speak in their day to day lives. she actualized, gained a sense of sonder and never quite lost her fascination with each and every person around her
Backstory : As a young girl she was raised in near complete isolation from the "civilized" she was born into a group of naturalists her preferred to live off of the land instead of mingling with bustling city life, to this small group Eleanor was considered sacred for she had an uncanny talent for metal and jewelry working, this combined with the fact that her hair seemed to be as solid as metal wire and silvered in appearance her very birth was a turning point for the small group.
she allowed the other wise modest village to acquire some semblance of wealth, at the very least everyone would be able to eat until their stomachs were full. this bit of serene peace would last forever of course, as just when she was beginning to reach the latter half of her adolescent years a rather cruel wealthy business man would take a shining to her, and that very night she was whisked away, kidnapped so the man who deemed himself more worthy then her community, could make use of her talents.
from that day on she became the adopted daughter of the Valois family and would survive as a silent hostage while putting on the performance of a graceful perfect daughter, her only bits of freedom coming from stories and sailors tales of the few she graced in her day to day life. for years her life would go on like this, staring at walls as she passionlessly weaved parts of her very body into jewelry to be pawned off for profit; that is until at the age of 22 she decided she had had enough and while risking life and limb managed to escape from her families grasp. now a full year of freedom later shes invigorated with a new zest for life and a hunger for thrill and adventure, hoping to make up for all those years of lost time.
