#notmyblobs

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and the handsomest man in Thedas award goes to

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Wendy and his dads

Still have to do the Mercars

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Got my loves done by @palepinkycat and I'm completely in love with the piece!!!

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amazing art I commissioned from @forystr !!! (thank you so much again!)

General

Name: Keshet Naomi Abreu Langford

Alternate Forms: Keshet bat Mordecai v’Rivka

Nickname: Naomi

Titles: Miss, Reporter

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Birthday: 2nd of October

Age: 31

Clothing Style: Retro

Apartment Style: Cozy

Theme song: Good Luck, Kid, by JOSEPH

Physical Characteristics

Hair Color: Dark Brown (Painted Dark Green)

Hair Length: Short, Curly

Eye Color: Hazel

Eye Shape: Almond shaped

Skin Color: Warm Beige

Height: 1,63m / 5’4

Build: Lean

Right/Left-handed: Right-handed

Scent: Woody and Aquatic, Fresh

Most Prominent Facial Feature: Constellations of beauty marks on her cheeks

Most Prominent Body Feature: Wide shoulders

Tattoos: Sleeves of branches with almond blossoms on both arms

Piercings: Both Ears: Lobe, Helix; Right Ear: Conch; Left Ear: Tragus

Personality

Personality type: 9w8, ESFP

Temperament: Sanguine

Charming | Intimidating

Impulsive | Cautious

Sarcastic | Genuine

Friendly | Stoic

Easygoing | Stubborn

Heart | Mind

Optimist | Pessimist

Team Player | Independent

By the Book | Bend the Rules

Skills

Main Skill: Deduction

Second Skill: People

Known languages: English, Portuguese, Hebrew, Spanish, Ladino, Arabic, Yiddish, Latin, French (currently learning Greek and Farsi)

Intelligence type: Interpersonal

Hobbies: Music, reading, learning languages

Misc

Favourite colour: Green

Favourite animal: Toads

Favourite flower: Bellflower

Most treasured possession: Her father's old guitar and jacket, and her jade bracelet

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I haven't posted this yet, but I commissioned @brother-genitivi a while ago!!! Leo did such a wonderful job drawing Laïs,,, just look at her!!!

TYSM again!!!

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Keshet × Adam

“however, whenever this ends, i want you to know that right now, i love you forever.”

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Keshet Naomi Abreu Langford (she/her)

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Syla Sedai × Eamas Tivror

“A profound love between two people involves, after all, the power and chance of doing profound hurt.” - Ursula K. Le Guin

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Eamas Tivror

"I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend." - J.R.R Tolkien

aes sedai

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Syla Sedai

"I must change my life so that I can live it, not wait for it." - Susan Sontag

warder

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Ariel's Backstory

The Evening Angel - Alexandre Cabanel

Ariel is a Riverfolk, born in the punishing Stolen Lands and orphaned by them before she could remember how.

A group of priests of Abadar took her in. They raised her in an orphanage amidst the bogs that protected them from the hungry eyes of bandits and monsters. Those safe walls, however, more often than not looked like a prison. The rules were stifling and strictly followed. Any deviation was met with swift and harsh punishment.

While the priests hoped to bring civilization to the Stolen Lands, they bred rebellion and a distaste for authority. In Ariel, most of all. And something innate to that girl seemed to sow those seeds inside the other children. And, besides those seeds, they'd find themselves humming a tune born in their mind or with hands itching to grab a brush or a pen after spending enough time next to Ariel or when her emotions were strongest.

Mistaken so easily for a human, with her raven hair and eyes, skin warm and rosy, the priests took a while to put the pieces together and discover she was an Aasimar- touched by the Muses of Elysium.

As she grew, she'd often sneak out to adventure into nature, joined in by one or two of her friends. Now and then, hidden by nature, they'd watch bandits fight either amongst themselves or against monsters. They'd see travelers robbed or adventurers killing those who would threaten them.

Old enough to want to take care of herself, she ran away alongside a tiefling friend, Vigard. Unprepared, they roamed the lands, unsure of their next step.

One of those days, they were attacked by bandits. But before they could be killed, an adventurer stepped in. The aasimar and tiefling were in awe of the hero, and before they could leave them both, Vigard asked to join them. Ariel, however, stuck behind, not ready to flee the Stolen Lands just yet.

In her meandering, she came across a shrine to Desna, half destroyed by time. But butterflies still orbited it and the tomb beside it. Pulled by an unknown urge, she pushed the tombstone and picked up the rapier trapped between the bones. As her fingers wrapped themselves around the hilt, a light shone behind her head, illuminating the night.

She remembered the adventurer who saved her then, and with Desna's blessing, she became a protector of the Stolen Lands, sabotaging bandits and thwarting any nobles who foolishly set their eyes on the land. But no matter how many monsters she slayed, it wouldn't know peace.

That was when she heard of Jamandi's invitation. She prayed to Desna for guidance then, and opened her eyes with intention. She could trust herself, as she wouldn't trust the others who'd accept the call.

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Laïs of Lesbos

Elektra: Women, I am ashamed before you: I know you find me extreme in my grief. I bear it hard. But I tell you I have no choice. It compels. I act because it compels.

Ancient Greece's favorite anarchist anti-war proto-assassin hellbent on revenge.

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Name: Laïs of Lesbos (she/her)

Born: 451 BCE (approx. 1st of August)

Allegiance: Crew of The Adrestia, Kassandra, Deimos

Species: Human

Quote:

"Oh, he's such a great man!" What does that even mean? They say great but I never witnessed a time they didn't mean powerful. I know hundreds of people who instead of building all those monuments would spend their money feeding and housing the needy, if only they had the power.

Appearance:

Laïs is a tall woman (1.80m/5'11) with a lean body, her arms and legs visibly toned.

Her skin is suntanned, with a mole above her lips. Laïs has a raised scar running down her right cheek, and another scar in the middle of her lips, where flesh was torn off.

She has wavy black hair, often tied into a bun, with her overgrown bangs framing her face. Laïs' eyes are hazel, with a warm brown colour overpowering the green flecks.

She often uses a white linothorax decorated with blue accents, with a piece of white fabric, with red accents, going over her left shoulder and falling below her knee, kept in place by a fringed waistband and belt. Laïs also has a white hood, arm bracers and hand protection for using her bow and arrows. Below her armour, she wears a blue chiton with red accents.

Laïs also uses jewellery, with simple golden hoops on both her ears, a plain gold bracelet on her right upper arm and a snake-shaped bracelet on her left upper arm.

Personality:

Laïs is a charming and cunning person. Despite playing with her cards close to her chest, Laïs is warm to most people and quick to help those in need. She has a soft spot for families and despises authority. She's also very determined, choosing to be hopeful, despite everything she sees.

Values:

Laïs is a pacifist but understands that sometimes violence is the only answer left. She despises war and authority figures, blaming them for the former and finding them useless. Laïs believes in building a better future along with the world and hopes that one day, people will shed borders and rulers in exchange for living in peace with each other.

Favoured Weapon(s): Bow and sword

Notes:

Her horse is named Nikke. She's a chestnut and white splashed coloured mare.

She got her face scars in a fight with a mercenary hired by a general after she helped some of his soldiers desert the army.

Story:

Laïs was adopted by a priestesses of Artemis, Korinna, who was a friend of her parents. Her father died in the First Peloponnesian war before she was born, and her mother died in childbirth.

When she was seventeen, she saw Korinna being assassinated by a cultist of Kosmos inside Artemis's temple in Lesbos. After catching his snake-shaped bracelet that had fallen in the struggle, Laïs fled the island on a trading ship.

She travelled without direction for a while, stealing a bow and arrows to train with along the way. Her father's death had influenced her pacifist worldview, but what sealed it was seeing with her own eyes the effects of war on all the people she met, either veterans, orphans like her, or people who had fallen to poverty.

After nearly a year, Laïs reached Athens and was found by Herodutos, who took her under his wing. During this time she honed her fighting skills, excelling at archery, despite her unorthodox form, and developed her stealth and climbing abilities.

When she was twenty, she travelled to Delphi with Herodutos. There she met Kassandra, and later her younger brother Deimos. After Kassandra infiltrated the group and relayed what she had found, Laïs put two and two together and discovered her stepmother's murderer was a cultist.

Laïs travelled with Kassandra for a while, until meeting Hippokrates. She studied under his mentorship for a year, and then returned to her travels, now to find the cultist and avenge Korrina. During these years she often came across Deimos, and despite knowing of his alignment with the Cult, she tried forging a friendship with him, half hoping to reunite a family torn apart by war, half hoping to redeem a victim of the Cult. Laïs was successful in this, even helping him kill another cultist who was cruel even to Deimos' standards, while Deimos was testing his leash.

Laïs eventually found the cultist that killed her stepmother and assassinated him with his sword.

Feel free to use this template for your OCs (and make sure to tag me 👀)

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Laïs × Deimos

I don’t know what I expect of you, but it is something in the way of a miracle. I am going to demand everything of you—even the impossible, because you encourage it.

-Henry Miller

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Ze'ev Kalesko - The White Wolf

(She/They)

Heaven-herself — the tender warrior

I believe she sent for us when she

Saw that we were trying our best

Trying to be good

Trying to be kind

Trying to stay true

Cried twice today while thinking about @exilethegame , so y'know it's good.

She got that ring after being exiled, from a kind-hearted jeweler who saw her staring at it a bit everyday for a week give or take (it reminded them of a certain Viper)

Also, they're 2m tall, just a fun fact 😌

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Terys Deshanna Lavellan

- AURORA, Everything Matters

Holy places are dark places. It is life and strength, not knowledge and words, that we get in them. Holy wisdom is not clear and thin like water, but thick and dark like blood.

- C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces

- Richard Siken, Road Music

- Girls in Trouble, Apples

- @/darkearthsuggestions

- Andrei Tarkovsky's diaries

I wonder if anyone can actually tell what I am.

I wonder why it is they keep looking.

I wonder why they keep looking

and asking me to disappear at the same time.

- Alex Dimitrov, Love and Other Poems

- The Oh Hellos, Hieroglyphs

- Mitski, Stay Soft