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wispwatcher · 8 months ago

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𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗩𝗔𝗥 "THE BASILISK" [ROOK / COMPANION]

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Name: Ingvar Aliases: "The Basilisk", "Bas", "Ig", "Rook" (but only in his 'Rook verse'). Gender/Pronouns: cis-male / he/him. Age: 46. Orientation: bisexual (leans towards women). Origin: shadow dragon (+follows the origin background). Class: warrior. Specialization: tba (sword + shield preference). Religion: Uncertain; faithless. Relations: No living family; the people in the Shadow Dragons; The Viper (used to be very close before Bas was captured (as an almost 'fatherly' figure).

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Eyes: Light brown; like rare amber, holding secrets and depths unknown until one looks deeply into it; his right eye is now a blind, pale cataract-blue from inflicted injury. Hair: black; slightly receding and peppered grey, it shows his age and experience of a life long lived in service to saving others who cannot save themselves; relatively short, but drawn back into a rough, little tie to keep it from his face. No, he will not cut it and 'get it over with'. A perpetual dusting of grey-black stubble on his face. Skin: brown; a neutral, bordering dark tone; should probably moisturize more, but really, who has the time? Height: six feet two inches tall (6ft2). Body: relatively heavy, thick, broad-shouldered, semi-wide waisted, thick thighs; keeps as fit due to his work, but will not refuse a second helping when offered... so he has a little bit of a belly. Scars: *Several expansive ones; notably: face (covering the uppermost right portion - flesh melds against bone here, causing a more gaunt, rough appearance); neck (some over his trachea, some on the side of his neck); right shoulder (melding slightly into his pectoral); upper right chest and under his pec (melding into the flesh of his uppermost ribs); left side of his abdomen (not as large but an darker, raised scarring that dips just below to his hip), upper back (particularly along his spine and rib areas), left upper thigh, and smaller - on his right calf, as well as the soles of his feet. [His extensive scarring is from Venatori torture, and causes flareups of nerve pain, as well as has blinded him completely in his right eye.] Tattoos/piercings/other markings: HALF of a hanged-man's noose on his throat - depicted as being torn in half (freed); a geometric/diamond shaped tattoo in the center of his chest depicting a snake through it; a large piece covering most of his mid-back of basically the same thing, but much more detailed: a basilisk this time. This one came after he was freed; geometric patterns on the back of his left tricep and left forearm.

background:

He's been alone his whole life, orphaned at a relatively young age, raised by the people around him (just barely though). Minrathous is a hard place to live regularly, but to be a pickpocketing, bread stealing kid? Even harder. He's lucky he has all his fingers and toes, honestly. But then, when he grew older, wiser, his hard edges seemed to somehow soften on their own while never quite losing ALL of their sharpness. He met likeminded people who held righteous beliefs, beliefs his city did not agree with... but he did. It's around then that he met Ashur, someone who became a lot like a son to him in the end. So he joined them. Til they were all killed or sent into hiding, anyway. And then that's when he was approached... and made an offer. The Lucerni, they called themselves. Then it happened again. Maevaris was framed for treason and the Lucerni was dissolved. He himself was captured and tortured. They got no information from him, so instead of being outright killed, he was all but gifted to the Venatori on a silver platter. He survived for almost two years like that. Why they didn't kill him, he had no idea - honestly at some point he figured that someone higher up just forgot he was there at all and left the others to their own desires and devices, or planned on using him as leverage at some point, considering he had once been a key figure in the Lucerni... or was suspected to be. The Basilisk was presumed dead (and rightly so), but at some point... a little birdy caught wind somehow that he was, in fact... still alive down there, shackled and chained. Alone. In the end, there was an effort made to spring him, successfully so. And The Basilisk was freed. He made it his personal life mission from then on out to make the lives of the Venatori a living nightmare, as well as devoted his life to the Lucerni - now known as 'The Shadow Dragons'. He was very, very pleasantly surprised to see Ashur still around, now going by "The Viper" - and even more so to hear that it was his planning that saved Ingvar in the end.

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wispwatcher · 8 months ago

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𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗔 [NPC/COMPANION]

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Name: Ensha. Gender/Pronouns: non-binary / he/they. Age: 28. Orientation: bisexual; leans towards masculine presenting individuals. Origin: mourn watch (+follows the origin background, mostly). Class: mage. Specialization: evoker (favors electrical-type). Religion: non-committed , open-minded to almost all manner of beliefs, but does believe in an 'afterlife' of some kind, given his background. Relations: Miri, a fellow mourn watcher and his 'sister'. Mother and Father are dead; orphaned young.

appearance:

Eyes: light-brown; greys mix with the browns, making them both bright and dull, and appears not amber, but yellow. Hair: silver-blond, very pale (like platinum-blond), reflects a silvery/ashy tone. Skin: gray; very pale from lack of sunlight (ie, living in the necropolis and never leaving), neutral skin tone. Has the faintest dusting of very slight purple/pink to his nose, cheeks, and tips of his ears. Height: something like 7ft (I'll add this later?? the tallest qunari slider setting idk!!) Body: broad-shouldered, slim-waisted, very tall, skinny, overall is quite gaunt but not in an unhealthy way; high cheekbones, perpetual frown, sharp brows. Scars: moderate to extensive; scars that follow a particularly nasty electrocution pattern that winds up the right side of his body; the same kind, though much less intense, run down both arms and legs as well, as well as the same thing spider-webbing from the skin around his eyes - a mistake that momentarily killed him (he was brought back to life) and got Miri hurt. Tattoos/piercings/other markings: a large geometrical shaped mourn watch tattoo on his middle back, as well as a Y-shaped (autopsy/necropsy) tattoo on his torso.

background:

Ensha was found by the mourn watchers as a toddler-- wandering the grounds scared and alone. They figured he could be no more than three years old. No one ever found out what exactly happened to his family, nor why he was left wandering the necropolis grounds, but he does know that his mother and father are dead at the very least. He was so young. He remembers not the happenings, but remembers the feelings - in his heart, he knows they're gone forever, and has little interest in digging for the truth even if his curiosity does sometimes rear it's head. Barely a year after being found and taken in, the mourn watchers found another child abandoned on the grounds - Miri. But this one was an elven infant, not even a year old yet. This child was taken in as well and raised alongside Ensha, effectively making them 'siblings'. As it turned out, the both of them ended up being mages upon reaching the age of which magic tends to emerge. Much to their adoptive family's dismay (they had not one, but two small children running around with barely contained magical abilities). The pair were oddly very well behaved for the most part, thankfully. The discipline and lifestyle of the mourn watchers instilled and nurtured both rather thoughtful and curious mentalities in them both. Ensha is generally the tall, brooding type - the total opposite of Miri, but they get along spectacularly. Ensha took on the role of a loving and protective older brother very early on, and loves his sister deeply even if they're rather very different people. He can be a grouchy, cold, distant bastard sometimes, but he isn't a bad person at all - he's just... a rather no-nonsense type most of the time. Miri tends to bring out the lighter, much softer side of him, and he finds her perspective on life, living (and death) refreshing and endearing. He rather a studious type, often with his nose in a book or research papers, wanting to further his abilities as both an electric-inclined evoker, but also as a mourn watcher. He loves to learn more than anything, and wishes for perfection. Especially after the incident that gave him such extensive scars all over his body: - he was performing a magical experiment to do with electricity, but was disrupted by Miri. His attention was drawn from his work, and the experiment rapidly became unstable without his full focus. This lead to a rather intense electrical charge being passed through him, especially so because he had the quick thinking to knock Miri away with a magical shove. Miri got away with only some scars on her torso and side, while Ensha ended up singed and momentarily died, actually. The mourn watchers revived him, miraculously so - and he made a full recovery, though he does still have some nerve damage related pain; he keeps it to himself mostly, privately imbibing in pain-relieving tonics and potions on occasion when it gets too bad.

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wispwatcher · 8 months ago

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𝗠𝗜𝗥𝗜 [NPC/COMPANION]

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Name: Miri. Gender/Pronouns: non-binary / she/they. Age: 25. Orientation: pansexual. Origin: mourn watch (generally follows the origin background). Class: mage. Specialization: death caller. Religion: non-committed , open-minded to all manner of beliefs, but does believe in an 'afterlife' of some kind, given her background. Relations: Ensha, a fellow mourn watcher and her 'brother'. Mother and Father are unknown and presumed dead, she has little interest in finding them.

appearance:

Eyes: Pale blues silvery, opalescent, pearl-like. Hair: White, colorless, but not translucent. long, mid-back hair length. very little is done with it. Skin: Pale from lack of sunlight (ie living in the necropolis and never leaving), a faint rosy tint to her nose and cheeks most the time, unblemished. Height: five feet two inches tall (5ft2). Body: slim-shouldered, a bit dainty, petite, wide-hipped, small bust, a delicate overall appearance despite being surprisingly sturdy. Scars: a few small scars here and there (like on her fingers or arms from accidents), as well as an electrocution patterned scar that trails the length of her left, from her shoulder, ribs, to pelvis - a mistake on Ensha's part. Tattoos/piercings/other markings: nothing; bare as the day she was born.

background:

Miri was found by wisps, actually. Who in turn were noticed by undead, and thusly noticed by the Mourn Watchers. She was just a baby when she was found; no one has any idea where she came from, why or how she was left there, nor by whom. It's uncommon to find children in the necropolis - but rarer still was to find a SECOND youngling barely a year after finding a lost and scared, toddler-Ensha wandering the grounds. - Miri was found. This time, it was an elven infant - not even a year old yet. The watchers were alerted by the undead that wandered the area-- of whom were only made aware of the baby's presence by a rather surprising number of wisps converged in one area. Curiosity of the wisps, and thus the curiosity of the undead, was the only reason that Miri was found before succumbing to hunger or the cold. She and Ensha were raised together, though she's about three years younger than him. Her personality is a stark contrast to his, but even so they're extremely close. She's the sunshine-y one, but in a subdued and gentle way, mostly anyway. Her curiosity often gets the better of her and lands her in trouble. Miri is the type to see the goodness in others, while still not quite being overly naive about it; she's aware not everyone is 'good'... but she likes to look on the positive side of things, keeping things lighthearted and relaxed. Miri is a loving, nurturing soul that finds beauty in life and death equally and genuinely loves what she does for the dead, and wishes only to harbor a feeling of peace and love among the living and dead alike. Ever since she was found, she is almost always accompanied by wisps wherever she goes. She's not totally sure why, but others speculate that it's her good nature and curious spirit that attracts them. She says they're her friends, even if they cannot speak and often ponders as to if they're the very same wisps that were gathered upon having been found as a baby. She likes to think so. Just like the mourn watch, the wisps are like family to her... and she finds them lovely.

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