- Joined
- Nov 6, 2020
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Basic Information
Full Name: Syndraval Velthiirn
☇ Nicknames: Synder
Race: Kathar
Culture: Divine
Age: 29
Gender: Female (She/They)
Eye Color: Orange, black sclera
Occult: Eldertide Godborn
Core Concept
An Eldertide godborn made in her father's image, Syndraval wanders the world to fulfil her own desires, towing along a showcase for others to see the true horrors that the world has to offer, and perhaps to even allowing some to find the beauty hidden deep within them.
Proficiency
Magic - 14 - Void
☇ {Magic} -
Bolts | Snare | Distort
Disengage | Curse | Trip
Warp | Shove | Resist
Cleanse | Smog | Isolate
☇ {Adapt} -
Shapeshift | Mind Control
Appearance
Syndraval often presents with a muted version of her true self, standing nearly 6'10" (207cm), her skin toned red with hands and feet stained an ashen black, along with parts of her visage, alluding to her Kathar heritage. A duo of horned protrusions run along the side of her head pointed backwards, adorned in golden jewelry. She tends towards revealing clothing, playing the part of a temptress. Her hues are marked with the signature orange glow of an Eldertide spawn.
Plot Hooks
☇ Roaming Monster | Syndraval has traveled far and wide, not settling in any one place for too long. She makes use of various disguises with her shapeshifting, and has had run-ins with people from all walks of life, be they in ports or Anglian wheat fields.
☇ Rich in Rituals | Along her travels, Syndraval has learned many rituals from many Kathar and pagan tribes. She is rather well attuned to hemomancy and makes ample use of it, at times becoming the subject of Aelrrigan and Lothar investigations.
☇ A True Horror | Syndraval may often appear as an alluring woman to most, and most may see nothing more, though she is no stranger to revealing herself to those found ignorant of the hideous truths of the world. Though subtlety is not foreign to her, many locations have been left with scarring reminders of the world's ugliness, leaving tales told to children to scare them to bed and village patrols on edge.
Full Name: Syndraval Velthiirn
☇ Nicknames: Synder
Race: Kathar
Culture: Divine
Age: 29
Gender: Female (She/They)
Eye Color: Orange, black sclera
Occult: Eldertide Godborn
Core Concept
An Eldertide godborn made in her father's image, Syndraval wanders the world to fulfil her own desires, towing along a showcase for others to see the true horrors that the world has to offer, and perhaps to even allowing some to find the beauty hidden deep within them.
Proficiency
Magic - 14 - Void
☇ {Magic} -
Bolts | Snare | Distort
Disengage | Curse | Trip
Warp | Shove | Resist
Cleanse | Smog | Isolate
☇ {Adapt} -
Shapeshift | Mind Control
Appearance
Syndraval often presents with a muted version of her true self, standing nearly 6'10" (207cm), her skin toned red with hands and feet stained an ashen black, along with parts of her visage, alluding to her Kathar heritage. A duo of horned protrusions run along the side of her head pointed backwards, adorned in golden jewelry. She tends towards revealing clothing, playing the part of a temptress. Her hues are marked with the signature orange glow of an Eldertide spawn.
Plot Hooks
☇ Roaming Monster | Syndraval has traveled far and wide, not settling in any one place for too long. She makes use of various disguises with her shapeshifting, and has had run-ins with people from all walks of life, be they in ports or Anglian wheat fields.
☇ Rich in Rituals | Along her travels, Syndraval has learned many rituals from many Kathar and pagan tribes. She is rather well attuned to hemomancy and makes ample use of it, at times becoming the subject of Aelrrigan and Lothar investigations.
☇ A True Horror | Syndraval may often appear as an alluring woman to most, and most may see nothing more, though she is no stranger to revealing herself to those found ignorant of the hideous truths of the world. Though subtlety is not foreign to her, many locations have been left with scarring reminders of the world's ugliness, leaving tales told to children to scare them to bed and village patrols on edge.
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