Arianni D'Sorn
Race: Konti Birthdate: 45th of Winter, 483 AV Gender: Female
Physical Description: Standing at 5'3", Arianni has a stooped appearance, with her head always bowed from looking down on the ground, making her seem even smaller. She has a slight frame that lack the toned muscles of a physically fit Konti, as she focuses more on intellectual pursuits rather than physical ones. Pale but dirty blonde hair the color of sunrise smudged with dark clouds reach just past slim shoulders, often loose and unadorned with accessories, framing a narrow face that is gentle and timid, though somewhat marred by mismatching eyes. One, the left, is of a greenish blue hue, the color of the deep sea. It was the color of both her eyes at birth. The right one however, is now an angry crimson shade, the product of a magical mishap she had the misfortune of going through at a young age. It sometimes lends her face a malevolent look, especially if one stares too long in the red eye. Silver scales shimmer over alabaster skin around her slender limbs, forming whorled patterns around her body. She has long and delicate fingers, her hands more suitable for penning a scroll than holding a suvai.
Character Concept: Personality - Arianni is timid and shy, her eyes often cast down on the ground and would only flick about if she thought no one was looking. She has trouble maintaining eye contact, as if it made her uncomfortable, though the experience was usually the same for others when they looked into her eyes, a sensation triggered by the red one. Because her eyes are downcast most of the time, she has developed the ability to recognize familiar people by their footwear or feet alone. She has trouble initiating conversation and is quite awkward in social situations.
Ethics - Arianni gravitates toward the path of good and the just, though she is somewhat naive and can be swayed or tricked by others who are manipulative into performing deeds that do not follow these principles. She is specially vulnerable to this when her Konti gift manifests and she begins to display another person's neurosis, which others may use to take advantage of her or manipulate her.
Likes - Arianni enjoys her magical studies more than any physical lesson, be it martial arts or the art of fighting with the suvai. She prefers to pen scrolls or paint runes and sigils over any physical activity that involved straining oneself. Solitude is comfort for her, as she feels she thinks and performs her tasks best when alone Reading is a hobby, as well as taking leisurely walks around Mura. She sings and dances, but only when alone or when she thinks no one is watching her.
Dislikes - Arianni dislikes physical strain. She avoids crowds if possible, preferring to be around the few people she is familiar with, though she would not shy to be in a place where there was a lot of people if told to do so. She dislikes being interrupted in what she is currently doing, and is repulsed by insects, finding them icky and disgusting.
Character History:
- Pre-Creation
Arianni is the lone child of Avalone, a reimancer/voider of middling skill but a talented suvai wielder of the Timandre bloodline, with her union with a human. Not much is known about Arianni’s father, for her mother arrived alone and heavy with child in Mura after many years away from the Konti island home. The woman refused to speak with anyone about who had seeded her. Even Arianni, almost into adulthood now, has never heard a word about the man. Everyone only knew it was a human, discovering it through divination, though his face and identity were never clear in the visions of those who tried to catch a glimpse of him.
Even as a child, Arianni was quiet and aloof, struggling to make friends with other children or interacting with adults. The girl always preferred to be alone, doing the things she liked only when she was by herself. It worried her mother, making her worry that her child might be mentally ill. This notion was only reinforced when Avalone caught her daughter talking to herself one day, as if she was carrying a conversation with an unseen speaker. The woman gently approached the child about it, but Arianni would only say that she was talking to her playmate. Avalone would find her again many times speaking that way, but to her dolls. On the one hand it seemed like a natural childhood habit that Arianni might outgrow once she was older, but her mother still approached the best seers to divine if there was something wrong with her daughter. They could only tell her that the girl had latent magical talent. It made sense, Timandre blood flowed in her veins after all. It was still worrisome for Avalone though, for it meant her daughter was channeling djed in some way and was not able to regulate it. Hearing voices was a well-known sign of overgiving.
It wasn’t soon that Arianni found herself taking lessons in the different fields of magic.
It was a relief for her, who, disliking physically strenuous activities, had previously been forced to endure suvai lessons from her mother when Avalone tried to impart to her the traditional fighting art of their people. Arianni excelled in her studies – in the theory aspect of it at least. She was given an overview of the different fields of magic and taught the basics of controlling djed as well as maintaining control over what she cast or channeled. She became enamored to Voiding, perhaps because it was her mother’s specialty as well, and she had watched Avalone dispose or store things in the Void rather than keep clutter in their small house all her life. She augmented it by taking up Glyphing, in order to set controls and triggers when she cast her first spell.
At the age of fifteen, Arianni attempted her first spell: under the supervision of her tutor, she was tasked to open a small portal into the Void. But despite her ability to absorb everything she was taught with ease, the girl just could not spark her first portal, no matter how hard she tried, no matter how much her tutor pushed or encouraged her. It seemed that the seers were wrong about her talents. Avalone was relieved. It was better that her daughter was magic dead than become afflicted with the insanity rumored to befall those with Timandre blood. She stopped worrying about Arianni, though she still allowed her to continue her studies in magic but insisting that the girl just focus on glyphing instead.
Life continued quietly for both mother and daughter, for a while at least. Avalone gave lessons in the art of fighting with the suvai to interested Konti, while Arianni penned scrolls and crafted runes for scholars and priestesses. It was a simple set up for them, and both were content to continue what they were doing. Avalone experienced a premonition one day, however, one involving her daughter being sucked in a whirling vortex. Panicked, she rushed home, slamming open the door just as a portal winked out of existence. She immediately knew that her daughter had been inside it before it closed. It was a fortunate thing that the pair of suvai she had gifted Arianni never left the girl’s side even though they never saw use in her hands. They were anchored items, Avalone having stored them before in the great emptiness of the Void. The woman immediately opened a portal through them, pulling her daughter out as soon as it was large enough to do so.
Arianni had only been in the Void for at least several seconds but her lips were already blue from the cold and she as not breathing. Part of her face was covered in blood; Avalone assumed she had been injured by one of the many objects that littered the empty space, though she did not see anything when she had pulled the girl out. Healers were summoned immediately to revive her and to close her wounds. Through later investigations, it was discovered that Arianni had somehow opened a large enough portal and with a strong enough pull to suck her in. The girl must have terrified to find such a large rip in time and space before her and tried to control it with her fledgling skill, but she lost control and succumbed to overgiving, the strain rupturing the capillaries of her right eye and forever colored its iris a blood red hue. Avalone never mentioned it to her daughter, but she knew the girl’s meager skills could not have opened such a large portal. There had to have been outside help, and she worried whoever it was had malicious intent for her daughter. She had Arianni watched over covertly from then on in.
- Post Creation - What happened to your PC in game as you play them.
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