Tamsin

[Tamsin]

Tamsin Basic Information Race: Ethaefal (Lethen Eypharian) Age: Newly Fallen Gender: Female Physical Description Ethaefal: In her nightly form, Tamsin is as her deity made her. Being an Ethaefal of Leth, the wane of day turns her skin milky-white, with shimmering silver tones accentuating and highlighting her under the moon’s grace. Full-figured, she stands 6 feet in height, but moves with a deliberate bearing that truly suggests not only that she is taller than she is, but that she belongs not on Mizahar. Her eyes are mismatched – the left is a vivid indigo, and the right is violet, but both are flecked with silver. On her forehead is Leth's Gnosis mark - a silver ring with a waning crescent moon. Her hair, calf-length and straight, changes with the shifting of the seasons, as do her horns, long, but curved much like a ram’s. Tamsin’s seasonal colors are as follows: Spring: Silvery-blue hair, white horns. Summer: Black hair, forest-green horns. Fall: Almost auburn hair, pale yellow horns. Winter: Silver hair, jet black horns. Eypharian: During the day, Tamsin is a six-armed Eypharian. Her height and weight does not change – she remains curvaceous at 6 feet tall, though her straight reddish-brown hair shortens to waist-length. Her gilded olive skin is dusky, and contrasts with her flashing dark eyes. Her Gnosis mark, with its contrasting colours, is even more prominent unless hidden with her hair. Her ears and her left nostril are pierced - little silver rings run up along her ears, each connected with a tiny, delicate silver chain. Character Concept Since Tamsin has been out of Mizahar itself for a very long time – hundreds of years before the Valterrian, in fact – she finds the rebuilding process wondrous in itself, and has a quiet curiosity about the world around her. Tamsin, unsure if the way she fell was an accident or by design of Leth Himself, is determined to find out what happened to her, and to finally figure out how she figures into the prophecy that Leth gave her centuries ago. Despite becoming the Eypharian that was once one of Leth’s champions, Tamsin dropped the ‘a’ from her name, as her way of showing that she is no longer Tamsina, with any family claims to the Eypharians. That part of her life cycle, while impacting who and what she is today, does not fully represent her any more. Quiet, observant, and endlessly patient, Tamsin is devoted to her God and to those who show themselves worthy of it. She is very much the epitome of a steel fist in a silk glove. Character History Prior to the Valterrian, Tamsina danced in and out of the cycles of life and death, sometimes human, sometimes something else entirely. But the one trait that each reincarnation of her soul possessed was a deep devotion to two things. To Leth, and to the partner she settled with, if she ever did, in that life. After centuries of this, upon finally becoming a champion of the Moon God in her last living reincarnation, an Eypharian named Tamsina, Leth rewarded the Eypharian by bringing her to his Ukalas, blessing her with the opportunity to spend the rest of eternity amongst like-minded devotees to Him. He told her on more than one occasion that she would have yet more to do. But as was his way, rather than explaining it, He left her to reflect on that axiom, to draw her own conclusions about what meaning he hid within it. That in itself wasn’t unusual, and as such, Tamsina left it for her subconscious to work on. But she could never know how true that would be until she found herself awakening as she plummeted from the night sky towards the water… to a world that had changed so utterly that it was unrecognizable from the last time she had walked upon it. Languages Common: Fluent Arumenic: Conversational Shiber: Basic Training & Skill Points Astronomy: 10 Shielding: 30 Unarmed Combat: 20 Lore: Leth Lore: Constellations of Mizahar Gnosis Telepathy (Leth): 1st Mark Why They Call it Falling... : Falling. It was an odd sensation. She couldn’t remember ever experiencing anything like it. It was odd. Things she knew and remembered had faded, slipping into the mist just as she was doing now. This… this was abnormal. It was odd. Panic had not yet begun to set in, just a curious detachment, the feeling that this was curiouser and curiouser. Why was she falling? To where? Was this some sort of test? Had something happened? She couldn’t remember. And that was what truly began to bother her. She was aware of the fact that she was breathing. That was absurd, sucking in air through her nose and mouth, when she didn’t think she had ever had to before. All of this gave well to the theory that something terrible had happened, because it actually hurt… hurt, of all things… to open her eyes as the wind rushed against her face. The mists brushed against her, cool and soft and wispy against her bare opalescent skin. She could feel the goose bumps, and felt chills running through her body. She didn’t know how long she had been falling. She had woken up falling, and her descent continued, though it was going to come to an abrupt halt soon. She didn’t know quite where they had come from, the whispered urgings from a voice that she would have sworn she had heard somewhere before, guiding her to put her arms over her head, hands together, and keep them together. She felt the water, at her hands, and arms and then the rest of her before she had a chance to suck in another breath, she was completely submerged. Her long hair clouded around her in the water, and she floundered there, suspended for a moment in the warm waters of the bay, before instincts and burning lungs told her to go to the surface. She kicked, propelling herself upwards until she broke the surface, gasping for air. She treaded water, her hands going over her face and forehead to push her hair away, and feeling along the curved, thick horns on either side of her head. She stared around her. Shore. Where was the shore? “It is where you think it might be,” she heard the voice again that she heard in her head, and she almost slipped under in her haste to try to find its source. When she righted her direction, there was a pale man with hair in a dozen darkened shades in the water in front of her, also treading water. Her heart pounded anew. “This is quite a change for you, isn’t it? Hundreds of years, centuries, even… born again.” “I… forgive me,” she inclined her head, water coming out of her mouth with the softly-spoken words. “Tamsina,” she found she could not look away from him, her eyes widening. Her name. How did…? “You know who I am.” And in that moment, she did. This was Leth. She tried to bow, and found the movement in water nigh impossible, so she inclined her head until her face and horns touched the water’s surface. “Do you remember?” She raised her head, then, trying so hard to remember – there was so much that she could not recall, so much that was there and slipping beyond her grasp. “You have more to do. So much has happened… but more must come.” “But what? How?” Her porcelain features showed flashes of confusion in the mismatched, silver-flecked eyes. “You are not forsaken,” He pressed his palm to her forehead, and she felt a sudden jolt, a channeling of some sort of current, a connection, between the God and herself, and it sparked a wistful feeling – a reminder, even, of something she had known before, known intimately well, and He pulled his hand away as her eyes closed and she bowed her head again. “Reflect on it.” Upon her forehead was a silver circle, with just the waxing crescent of the moon within it. When she opened her eyes again, he was gone, and through the haze of the mists, she could make out the shadows that surely constituted the shore. Reflect on it. She would, perhaps, have all the time in the world to contemplate the hidden meaning behind those words. Equipment/Possessions Silk Sari/Robe, cloak, sandals Waterskin Backpack Toiletries Moonstone Necklace (Heirloom) Silver Earrings (6 pairs, tiny little silver hoops with a connecting chain) (13 GM) Ledger Starting Funds: 600 gold mizas Less: Earrings (13 gm) Balance: 587 gold mizas Thread List Summer, 511 AV 1st: The Western Star Falls 1st: Entering the City 3rd: Visiting the Cosmos Center 50th: Moonchild 65th: Girls' Day Out