Miuo Olivene
[Shelved]
Basic Details
Full Name: Miuo Eppy Olivene
Pronounced: Mew
Aliases: White Dove
Gender: Female
Body: Pear Shape
Scent: Vanilla & Honey
Height: 2'5"
Weight: 28 lbs
Hair: Black
Hair: Hip Length
Hair: Loose Curls
Eyes: Black
Eyes: Large and Round
Lips: Full
Skin: Sickly Pale
Voice: Soft, High Pitched, Timid, Barovian Accent
Age: Young
Race: Halfling
Home: Vallaki, Barovia
Languages: Common, Halfling, Elven, Balok, Mordentish, Infernal, Draconic, Abyssal, Luktar, Sylvan, Celestial, Aquan
Occupation: Scholar, Card Reader, Linguist
Scars: All across her back, arms, legs, ribs/abdomen
Updates
Update
The silver skull choker has been altered, the jaw of the skull forced open to set a purple gem within it. So that the gem is held in place by its teeth. The gem would stand out vividly against the woman's attire and other simple pieces of jewelry.
Update
A silver thin chain wraps around her waist, a chain hanging from it and connecting to a slim black leather card case.
While slight in stature and with an innocent face, she is far from being mistaken for that of a child. Usually in a tightly cinched corset her full chest disillusions that assumption.Utilizing her innocent soft face to her advantage much of the time, it often conceals her more impish mischievous side. Of which she often likes to inflict upon her friends and allies in good teasing nature.A scholar and master of many languages, and able to speak fluently in a surprising number of languages. She often leans into her accent. Wielding it to downplay her breadth of intelligence.When stressed or pushed her accent at times falls away and she speaks with a far softer less noticed accent than she implies she has. Even going so far as to speak in broken common to play the part of nieve local.
Companions
This small, mundane bat blends seamlessly into Miuo's homeland. As well as among the bats that are an ever-present staple in Barovia. This trait lends to it being an immensely useful spy for her. Able to see out of its eyes as if they were her own allowing her to traverse the night and spy while remaining at a safe distance and unnoticed.
At times Miuo can be found traveling with a Worg, its sheer size and dark fur contrasting her vividly. Yet she doesn't seem to show fear towards it. Instead often treating it not much different from how one might treat a guard dog. She has affectionately named him Bruno. The worg has been with her since she began to learn magic, ever at her side and often the muscle and counter part to her magic.
A divine being, this hound archon is occasionally called upon when Miuo finds herself in a dire situation and in need of a powerful ally to aid her. Temperamental and answering the summoning begrudgingly. He listens and does only as much as he is willing to. The being is not a friend or aids out of affection but out of duty and the magic that tethers him to the witches will.
Armor given life by a witch's magic. Powerful and without thought or fear. To some a perfect simple warrior, it feels no pain or regret. Hesitation or reluctance to follow its orders. Only able to follow simple orders, the armor will see such through to completion or destruction at all costs.
Character Facets
Fears
Abandonment, Being found by her family, angering the cards
Loves
Brewing tonics, Alchemy, studying languages and magic, time with her Raven, exploration, acquisition of relics and rare goods
Hates
Fools, liars, traitors, broken promises, xenophobia
Goals
Acquire her families Grimoure, Master as many languages as she can, live to see a quite retired life with her Raven
Obstacles in front of goals
Family, Magical Persecution, Xenophobia
What are they willing to do to achieve their goals
Nearly anything
Hobbies
Magic, Alchemy, Herbology, Enchanting, Studying, Research, Travel
Childhood
Dark, filled with torment and suffering
Favorite Color
White, Black, Purple
Other Favorites
Silver Metals, Black Pearls, Moonstones, Tanzanite, Lotus Flowers, Hibiscus Tea, Givre de Damas Wine, Almond Cookies, Pears, Peaches, Strawberries, Cheese
Strengths
Her mind, Resourcefulness, Appearance, Loyalty, Underestimated
Weaknesses
Emotions, Lack of trust, Grudges
Favorite thing about themself
Her mind
What do they hate about themself
Her temper and rashness
Pet peeves
Being called a child or pitic
Simple pleasures
Time with her Raven, impishly teasing others, using her magic to dish out karma
Tattoo & Markings
Full Body
Miuo's body is covered in a ornate tapestry of symbols that have been carved into her flesh. Swirling designs and details mix in to make the over all design one of barbaric beauty. Despite such she often goes out of her way to conceal them and hide them beneath modest attire that only shows off the unmarred parts of her flesh.
Associated Groups
Eve
[Active]
Basic Details
Full Name:
Pronounced:
Aliases: Penelope, Petal, Eve, The Black Bride, The Night Mother, Enid, Oma'lee, Neva
Gender: Female
Scent: Wild Flower's & Herbs
Height: Five foot
Weight: Seventy Eight pounds
Hair: Pale blond/white
Hair: Hip length
Hair: Worn in a loose braid, usually over her shoulder
Eyes: Blood Red with glyphs around the iris
Eyes: Large and Round
Lips: Soft white, full and Pouty looking
Teeth: Double Cainines
Tongue: Split
Skin: White with a hint of ice blue
Ears: Pointed
Voice: Has a soft caring voice
Age: Unknown
Race: Moon Elf
Home: Vallaki, Barovia
Deity: Hala
Languages: Elven, Common
Occupation: Healer, Seamstress
Who is she?
Eve is almost always seen in a long tattered gown that looks as if it were a mix of a wedding gown and a mourner's gown. Every bit of the woman is clad in some form of black garment. A heavy black veil hung over her face to conceal and obscure her features. All that shows of her are the long white talons that pierce through the tips of her gloves.Despite the tattered nature of her gown, she moves with poise and grace. Her elegant nature at contridiction to her visage. Even when danger and threat present them selves she never runs, only seeming to ever move at a graceful stride.
While always veiled, making it hard for her to visually convey her emotions. Her voice seems to make up for it. The soft tone she speaks in, and the gentleness she puts into her words convey the compassion by which she lives her life. For those who listen close they can often hear her smile in her words.The embodiment of a mother, Eve shows exceptional compassion and kindness to all who seek her. Almost always only ever seen at night under the open sky she has carved out a reputation for herself. One of wisdom, compassion, and acceptance to all who seek her.
Companions
A colossal black constrictor created from wood by Eve. This snake is truly fearsome in its sheer size and girth. Large enough to consume even a large human this snake seems entirely devoted to Eve. Usually coiling around her like a protective shield as its massive head rests under her gentle petting hand. Her white talons scrape lightly along its black scales. While not the most powerful being Eve can summon it does seem to be her favorite for its closeness in being seen as a symbol of Hala and its size a symbol of her devotion and faith to Hala.
A divine being, this hound archon is occasionally called upon when Eve finds herself in a dire situation and in need of a powerful ally to aid her. Temperamental and answering the summoning begrudgingly. He listens and does only as much as he is willing to. The being is not a friend or aids out of affection but out of duty and the magic that tethers him to the witches will.
Character Facets
Fears
Loss of her children, the death of her Sisters, becoming a Hag
Loves
Quite peaceful walks in the night, easing suffering, being a mother
Hates
Hags, miss use of magic, corruption, suffering
Goals
To endure the ages as a pillar and example of Hala, to find one to take her place when it is her time
Obstacles in front of goals
Finding the right witches who wish to be as she is, time
What are they willing to do to achieve their goals
Nothing, it is in the mothers hands
Hobbies
Seeking out the lost and shunned to embrace them, brewing, easing suffering
Childhood
Unpleasant, lonely, isolated
Favorite Color
Black, White, Ice Blue
Other Favorites
Silver Metals, Fish, Berries, Champagne, Star Saphires, Pearls, Blue Diamonds, Cinnamon, Cardamom, Tea, Wildflowers, Harp Music
Strengths
Motherly Presence, faith in Hala, her sisters, endurance, reserved disposition
Weaknesses
Pacifist nature
Favorite thing about themself
Her children
What do they hate about themself
Her past
Pet peeves
Xenophobia, flaunting magic, ignoring her warnings
Simple pleasures
Walks in the night
Associated Groups
The Gestalt
Eve's shadow children, who serve as her eyes and ears across the lands. Made up of people from nearly every walk of life. Existing in a multitude of orders, factions and groups. Bearing some form of loyalty to her personally or to Hala. Their identities are a closely guarded secret, though they usually bear her mark should they ever need to seek the protection of the Night Mother.
Ciprian Vladimirescu
[Shelved]
Basic Details
Full Name: Ciprian Nicu Vladimirescu
Pronounced: ch-pri-ann
Gender: Male
Body: Athletic/Well Toned
Scent: leather
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 176lbs
Hair: Black/Brown
Hair: Short
Hair: Well Kept
Eyes: Icy Blue/Green
Lips: Full
Skin: Dusky Tanned
Voice: Pleasing
Age: Middle Aged
Race: Human
Home: Vallaki, Barovia
Languages: Common, Balok
Occupation: Garda
Who is he?
Ciprian, often called simply "Cip" has an exceedingly charismatic personality that seems out of place in the garda. Coupled with his good looks and relatively good personality he comes across as rather likable and friendly. Whether in uniform or out, he always speaks with a chipper tone regardless of who he interacts with. While he is ever the flirt with many women who seem to show interest, he is without attachment to any.
An almost odd trait for one so good-looking with an appealing personality. While he is a man of few possessions, he does often have considerable fang to spend on various items that may draw his interest. Another odd trait for one of a local, and self proclaimed orphan.
Character Facets
Fears
Being caught by the Garda, Outlanders seeking to punish him
Loves
Inflicting pain, breaking down others to make them submit
Hates
Answering to superiors, narrow mindedness, holy warriors
Goals
To use his position with in the garda to torment and toy with as many as he is able to, achieve the rank of corporal, become wealthy
Obstacles in front of goals
Barovian law, Superiors, Outlanders
What are they willing to do to achieve their goals
Anything
Hobbies
Inflicting pain on himself, others, using his innate charisma and silver tongue to seduce and use women
Childhood
Mundane, simple
Favorite Color
Black, Blue, Blood Red
Other Favorites
Tsuika, Mariskas Bakery, Men, Blood, Violence, Torture, Torment
Strengths
His handsome face, silver tongue, skill at manipulation
Weaknesses
Men
Favorite thing about themself
His Face
What do they hate about themself
Lack of magic, lack of innate skill in combat
Pet peeves
Needy women, Men who break to easily, following orders
Simple pleasures
Making men uneasy with his intense gaze
Associated Groups
Nim Do'ani
[Active]
Basic Details
Full Name: Nim Do'ani
Gender: Male
Body: Thin/Willowly
Scent: Lavender & Exotic Smoked Herbs
Height: Short
Weight: 176lbs
Hair: White
Hair: Short & Unkempt
Eyes: Amber/Honey
Lips: Full
Skin: Dusky Tanned
Voice: Meek/ Fearful
Age: Young
Race: Drow
Home: Homeless
Languages: Common, Drow, Alghaki
Updates
Update (2/22/24)
Nim has taken to wearing a new piece of jewelry. Sometimes it is worn as a brooch on his jacket, other times on a thin chain as a choker. It remains ever on display. The delicate metalwork is set with small rubies. At the bottom a fine chain connects to a teardrop shaped ruby, that resembles a droplet of blood. The symbol of House Velkyn'vlos.
Update (6/15/23)
A drow of soft features and nervous energy, Nim seems to shy away from crowds and prefers to keep himself apart from others. Most noticeably he seems to have a rather strong adversity to woman. Constantly repositioning himself to keep at a distance from them and seems to grow visibly uncomfortable when they press into his personal space.A small lithe figure was hidden behind a large oversized coat. Several sizes too large it hangs off his willowy frame, giving him the illusion of being bulkier at a glance. Dark ashen slim fingers peek out past the sleeves, the lower half of his face, neck, and collarbone area also on show displaying his dark ashen flesh. Around his neck rests a loose collar-like ornate piece of jewelry of drow origin.
Update (6/14/23)
A multi-banded gold ring set with various purple stones rests on his middle right finger. Often twisting the ring with nervous energy.
Update (6/13/23)
A delicate silver thread hung from Nims left ear. An amethyst stone hanging from the end. The gem was highly polished and cut to reflect and catch the light to make it shimmer with inner refracted light whenever it caught a source of light.A pair of large silver-framed glasses rested on the bridge of his nose. The large lenses filled his face. Their size and weight occasionally caused them to edge down the bridge of his small nose. Forcing him to push them back up unconscious of the nervous trait.
Who is he?
Torn from a life in the underdark and forced onto the surface in unknown lands where he is hunted and despised for what he is has left the small male drow terrified for every second of his life since his arrival. Skittish, paranoid, and lost he avoids those around him. Unsure of who if any can be trusted.
Companions
Nim is almost always with the two-headed dog that watches over and protects him with a fierce obsession. One of the heads almost always focused on him. While the other watches everything around them. Seeming to only really like his master. this creature looks upon all others almost like they were prey. Both heads ever watching hungrily for their next meal. Occasionally salivating as something catches their eye. Yet even as hungry as they are they never move or budge from Nims side.
Character Facets
Fears
Women, the surface, non drow, the day
Loves
Caves, the night, Cerberus, being alone, men
Hates
Drow women, women, invasion of personal space, the surface, the day, crowds, eating meat, Followers of Lolth
Goals
To survive
Obstacles in front of goals
Barovian law, outlanders
What are they willing to do to achieve their goals
Anything
Hobbies
Collecting herbs, traveling with Cerberus, watching from the shadows
Childhood
Bleak, filled with fear and pain
Favorite Color
Black & Dark Blue
Other Favorites
Silver Metals, Black gemstones, Lavender, Fresh fruit, Fresh Bread, Honey Cake, Cooked Pumpkin, Mushrooms
Strengths
Loyalty, going unnoticed, magic
Weaknesses
Fear, skittish
Favorite thing about themself
Nothing
What do they hate about themself
Their weakness and fear
Pet peeves
Most people, women being too close, being apart from Cerberus
Simple pleasures
Star gazing, quiet conversations in the night
Information
Discord: Miuo
Game Account: Princess_Miuo