O P H E L I A

nd I to nurse the barren memory of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.

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if anyone’s still here & wants to plot/rp something let me know. I want to spend time building on Ophelia’s story and actually getting on with things here rather than avoiding them. 

[meat-vendor]

Death offered no escape for the scores of humans killed during the Lich King’s campaign to scour the living from Lordaeron. Instead, the kingdom’s fallen were risen into undeath as Scourge minions and forced to wage an unholy war against everything… and everyone… that they once held dear.

[levicoptart]

Commission for talahdorei ♥

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repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own! when you’re done, tag other people to do the same!

THE BASICS

» NAME: Ophelia Cyrsei Ebonlocke » AGE: 17 ( at death ) -- currently 33 » SPECIES: Undead ( formerly human ) » GENDER: Female » SEX: Female » ORIENTATION: Demi » TITLE: --

PHYSICAL ASPECTS

» HAIR: Cropped short as it has ceased to grow, it seems to maintain the jet black that it had in life through the use of various dyes and potions. Though unhealthy looking, Ophelia cares little for it so long as it is out of her face. » EYES: A glowing amber, similar to that of almost all other Forsaken. » SKIN: Pale blue, dead in other words. » HEIGHT: 5′ 5″ » WEIGHT: --

FAMILY

» SIBLINGS: -- » PARENTS: Brandon Ebonlocke ( father ), Melanie Ebonlocke ( mother ) » GRANDPARENTS: -- » CHILDREN: None. » OTHER RELATIVES: Althea Ebonlocke ( cousin ), Ello Ebonlocke ( uncle ) » ANY PETS?: --

SKILLS

» PHYSICAL BUILD: Abnormally skinny, bones protruding from certain places as her skin has rotted away -- she bares many scars, particularly around her face. » ABILITIES: Mistweaving, Alchemy, Herbalism. » HOBBIES: Long walks & meditation.

TRAITS

» POSITIVE: Kind, Intelligent, Selfless » NEGATIVE: Shy, Cowardly, Naive

LIKES & DISLIKES

» COLORS: Blue, Purple » SMELLS: Herbs ( particularly Starflower ) » SOUNDS: Birds, wind in the trees, classical music » FOOD: -- » DRINKS: Mana Tea » DISLIKES: Rudeness, Impatience & shit tanks. » WORRIES: That her family will find out what happened to her. » FEARS: A crippling fear of water/drowning.

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oh jesus i have so much to do here time to make actual rp icons jfc

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I don’t wanna die      so you’re gonna have to.

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waiting for everyone to go to bed so I can move into the front room is a NIGHTMARE

[atoniar]

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hisfledgling;

          there was something strange about being undead that had come to plague           the forsaken’s mind after some while - was it the paranoia? the constant           fear that her life could be taken away once again so E A S I L Y ? at every           turn she made sure to look twice; one could never be too careful, especially           when their own existence sparked HATRED in the throats of another. her           eyes carefully watched the scene, various hues of red flashing before the           amber glow that took only s e c o n d s for her to process.

                          after all, it was only the intelligent that went insane.

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priscxs;

     never before had she been in the presence of such finery - even her own queen      did not dress in such a manner; though she could not say that the Dark Lady had      her own presence that shone through what little armour she wore. curiosity      peaked, as always, as she found herself moving closer to the stranger, if not only      to take in their splendour from a better position. her eyes followed the woman’s      movements like a hawk - yes, this mortal was definitely someone IMPORTANT.

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wiltedxflowers;

          lordaeron was supposed to be a place of peace, where the spirits would           rest and the living dead would SURVIVE; war was something too well-known           to such a group of people, so why would anyone inflict it on them? ophelia           stood calmly in the shadows, her form pressed against one of the walls that           surrounded the middle courtyard of Lordaeron’s ruins. a stranger stood, almost           like a g h o s t herself, though the monk could tell even from afar that the girl           was living. a HUMAN in their city? it could only mean one thing. 

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ebonlocked:

L I K E for a starter maybe? I’ll set up my pages later, the family is dragging me off to play board games for now.

[areyou-stillawake]

[infinitlai]

So, fuck anyone who has ever told you you’re not good enough because you are. You are fucking gold and they are rusted copper.

4:51am

[lady-winchester]

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things to stick in my about page;

- ophelia ebonlocke - one of the darkshire ebonlockes - somehow ended up in lordaeron and died - drowned because hamlet - trained as a warrior but failed - went to pandaria, became a monk

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this account is also gonna double up as an ooc-ish filled blog ( all warcraft related but still not ophelia-related ) so please please please let me know via anon if you want me to tag it as anything specific or just stick to following sylv if you ain’t about this life