Perfumed Nights
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
Eligos seemed interested, and she quelled the urge to hold her breath as she waited patiently for him to think it over. Haggling, something she’d been trained from birth to do. A slight smile bloomed on her features as she cocked her head.
“It could be a trial run, to start. No maims, of course, and whomever comes out victorious will have the option to claim spoils... What do you say to one raid from each side as a start? See how it works out?”
She shifted her weight on the chaise, front paws flexing, toes apart. She’d been on her feet a great deal, even more than her usual daily life. From planning the festival, to helping the Nomads set it up, and the tents and yurts and chasing down rambunctious, excited children, her paws were on the edge of throbbing.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.