Jaelle
| Jaelle | |||||||
| Female Elf | |||||||
| Player: LostInSpace | |||||||
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| General Information | ||||||||||
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| Nicknames: | N/A | |||||||||
| Age: | undisclosed | |||||||||
| Deity: | undisclosed | |||||||||
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| Occupation: | Tenderer | |||||||||
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| Place of Birth: | Prime Material | |||||||||
| Physical Attributes | ||||||||||
| Height: | 5'5" | |||||||||
| Weight: | 110 lbs | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Autumn (shifting) | |||||||||
| Hair: | Red, reaching her calves | |||||||||
| Complexion: | Light | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | Slender | |||||||||
| Physical Features: | Eyes shift colour | |||||||||
| Skills | ||||||||||
| Animal handling, healing, planar knowledge, history, wilderness lore | ||||||||||
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Appearance & Demeanor
Appearance
Eyes attentively following the world around her, light on the step to the point of almost floating, long red hair swirling down the her full length, and robes swirling like dark mists in the air, Jaelle is a somewhat different sight in Sigil.
Perhaps most noticeable: the eyes. While leaning towards shades of autumn, they seem to never quite settle for a colour as they regard the world with interest, compassion and a hint of sadness.
In elven form, she is small and of somewhat unclear ancestry; eyes almond-shaped and ears small and lightly pointed. Her hair is a clear red, fiery but rather somewhat darkly so, flowing silken roughly halfway down her calves. A red intermingled with black and blond strands, with more of the former, reminiscing late-autumn foliage. Lithe but not skinny, step flowing smoothly with a catlike hint, bare feet treading gently on the ground. A smoothness emphasised by the flow of robes and hair.
Robes layers of flour-thin cloth, semi-transparent like spun web, fit snugly around her torso to then quickly widen into a billowing flow around her legs. Dark, nearly black, in colour with threads of silver occasionally gathering like night mists or a starry sky - remarkable depth gained from the many layers - she may even look slightly ethereal as the fabric billow and whisp softly in the winds.
A long shawl or cloak of thin, half-transparent, black fabric and silver thread treading a starlit sky is often draped over her shoulders, occasionally allowed to also cover her hair. Even whispier than the robes, it flows in the air from the smallest of winds yet never leave her fully.
While remaining otherwise silken and decidedly clean and cared for - it may even appear remarkably well kept for its length, especially for someone who so seldom can be seen grooming it - an occasional leaf or twig can be found in it.
Often choosing other forms as she travels the outlands - most of all that of a sleek, black cat - autumn-shaded eyes remain the same, a telltale sign for those who know her.
Personality
A recent arrival in the Cage, her personality is yet not well known. What can be said is that she is rather quiet, and somewhat insecure in social situations - though growing confidence when speaking of certain topics. Her voice is gentle and quiet, soft and somewhat melodious, though in its softness carry some odd sort of strength. On occasion, it appears that in spite of her careful and withdrawn character, there are certain areas where she is absolutely convinced she knows how things are.
Most of all, perhaps, she appears gentle and concerned for the world around her - attentive and interested, even if often rather observing and listening than asking.
The Chant
History & Origins
Relations
Rumours
OOC
Porrtait, biography, etc
[1] Portrait.
[2] Character Biography (SPL forums)