laureenOct 07, 2014Oct 07, 2014 at 12:53 AM
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ESO @account: @laureen
_[Biographical Information]_
Full name: Lyra Elan
Nicknames/Alias: Lyra
Occupation(s): Summoner
Residence: Her family home was destroyed, and since then Lyra has taken up a more nomadic existence, resting in inns or tendts as needed.
Family: Rayna Elan (DC), three other siblings, Her mother and father passed away when Cyrodill fell.
Friends: None, really, at least not yet. Lyra is too much of an introvert to make friends easily.
Romantic interest: No one.
Sexuality: Pansexual--she doesn't care about the sex of her partners, but she needs to fall in love with the person they are.
Birthplace: A humble town with no need for a name.
Hobbies: Lyra loves to read, and can often be found frequenting the mage's college to take advantage of their numerous book collections, or delving into ancient ruins to read the old books that were once thought to be lost.
Likes: Books and flowers are some of Lyra's favourite things.
Dislikes: The stench of blood.
Color: Purple.
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_[Physical Outline]_
Species: Altmer
Age: Young, but a lady never tells.
Sex: Female
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blond
Skin tone: Pale
Build: Slender
Piercings: Ears
_[Special Details, Appearance]_
Lyra looks practically untouched by her time spent in coldharbour, though there is a shadow that one can sometimes see in her eyes. She tries not to let her sorrows colour her outlook on life. She blushes very easily, and is quick to smile and laugh.
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_[Combat Information]_
Weapons: Restoration staff
Powers: Summoner, and healer.
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_[Origin]_
Lyra was born and raised in a small town and had no inclination to travel outside of her home. The furthest she had ever gone was into the woods to collect flowers and herbs. Then the battle for Cyorodill begun and her potions were becoming more and more in demand, and she had to start travelling further from her hometown. It wasn't long after that when she was wrenched from where she stood picking flowers one day with her elder suster, Rayna, and deposited in a cold cell in coldharbour, with no idea what had happened or how she wound up where she was, let alone where her sister had been dropped off.
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_[Personality]_
Lyra is an introvert, very shy and blushes easily. But she is quick to smile and laugh, although often the smile and laughter hides the shadows in her eyes. She is torn up over the loss of her family, and has resolved to put an end to Molag Bal for her family. The loss of Lyra's family has caused her to feel incredibly lonely, and as a result she relies heavily on her summoned daedric companions for companionship, not just as companions for battle.
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_[Additional Information: Quotes, Rumors, Story Hooks]_
"Look there she goes that girl is so peculiar, I wonder if she's feeling well with a dreamy, far-off look, and her nose stuck in a book..."
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"I found some buggloss over here," Rayna called out to Lyra.
Lyra smiled, her head ducking up from the corn flowers she was picking. "Thank's Rayna, that will come in handy," she stood, shaking off her skirts as she walked towards her older sister. The air filled with what sounded like a gigantic horn, and suddenly Rayna and Lyra were dragged upwards. The last sound Lyra heard before blacking out was Rayna screaming for her.
When Lyra finally awoke, it was in a cold cell, stripped of her usual simple dress, cold iron chains clasped around her wrists. She looked around, dismayed to find herself alone in the cell. "Rayna?" She stumbled to her feet, searching the cell frantically.
"Over here," a voice called.
Lyra swiftly stepped over to where the voice had called, saddened as the form of an old man took shape. She was alone--no Rayna to help her. Lyra rolled her shoulders back as she listened to the elderly man speak. There was hope yet. A way out. And where there was hope, there was always the chance of finding her family once more. And in the mean time, Lyra needed to grow stronger and defeat the monster who had torn apart her family in the first place. It would be done.
_[Biographical Information]_
Full name: Lyra Elan
Nicknames/Alias: Lyra
Occupation(s): Summoner
Residence: Her family home was destroyed, and since then Lyra has taken up a more nomadic existence, resting in inns or tendts as needed.
Family: Rayna Elan (DC), three other siblings, Her mother and father passed away when Cyrodill fell.
Friends: None, really, at least not yet. Lyra is too much of an introvert to make friends easily.
Romantic interest: No one.
Sexuality: Pansexual--she doesn't care about the sex of her partners, but she needs to fall in love with the person they are.
Birthplace: A humble town with no need for a name.
Hobbies: Lyra loves to read, and can often be found frequenting the mage's college to take advantage of their numerous book collections, or delving into ancient ruins to read the old books that were once thought to be lost.
Likes: Books and flowers are some of Lyra's favourite things.
Dislikes: The stench of blood.
Color: Purple.
_____________________
_[Physical Outline]_
Species: Altmer
Age: Young, but a lady never tells.
Sex: Female
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blond
Skin tone: Pale
Build: Slender
Piercings: Ears
_[Special Details, Appearance]_
Lyra looks practically untouched by her time spent in coldharbour, though there is a shadow that one can sometimes see in her eyes. She tries not to let her sorrows colour her outlook on life. She blushes very easily, and is quick to smile and laugh.
_____________________
_[Combat Information]_
Weapons: Restoration staff
Powers: Summoner, and healer.
_____________________
_[Origin]_
Lyra was born and raised in a small town and had no inclination to travel outside of her home. The furthest she had ever gone was into the woods to collect flowers and herbs. Then the battle for Cyorodill begun and her potions were becoming more and more in demand, and she had to start travelling further from her hometown. It wasn't long after that when she was wrenched from where she stood picking flowers one day with her elder suster, Rayna, and deposited in a cold cell in coldharbour, with no idea what had happened or how she wound up where she was, let alone where her sister had been dropped off.
_____________________
_[Personality]_
Lyra is an introvert, very shy and blushes easily. But she is quick to smile and laugh, although often the smile and laughter hides the shadows in her eyes. She is torn up over the loss of her family, and has resolved to put an end to Molag Bal for her family. The loss of Lyra's family has caused her to feel incredibly lonely, and as a result she relies heavily on her summoned daedric companions for companionship, not just as companions for battle.
_____________________
_[Additional Information: Quotes, Rumors, Story Hooks]_
"Look there she goes that girl is so peculiar, I wonder if she's feeling well with a dreamy, far-off look, and her nose stuck in a book..."
_____________________
"I found some buggloss over here," Rayna called out to Lyra.
Lyra smiled, her head ducking up from the corn flowers she was picking. "Thank's Rayna, that will come in handy," she stood, shaking off her skirts as she walked towards her older sister. The air filled with what sounded like a gigantic horn, and suddenly Rayna and Lyra were dragged upwards. The last sound Lyra heard before blacking out was Rayna screaming for her.
When Lyra finally awoke, it was in a cold cell, stripped of her usual simple dress, cold iron chains clasped around her wrists. She looked around, dismayed to find herself alone in the cell. "Rayna?" She stumbled to her feet, searching the cell frantically.
"Over here," a voice called.
Lyra swiftly stepped over to where the voice had called, saddened as the form of an old man took shape. She was alone--no Rayna to help her. Lyra rolled her shoulders back as she listened to the elderly man speak. There was hope yet. A way out. And where there was hope, there was always the chance of finding her family once more. And in the mean time, Lyra needed to grow stronger and defeat the monster who had torn apart her family in the first place. It would be done.
John_RathburneOct 15, 2014