[karmqs]

" should i really […] unveil myself before you? " ( @crestlecovehq )

basics 🌙

name : ilayda seren age : 31 species : witch / part of the crestle coven occupation : owner of crestel's craft gender : ciswoman ( she/her ) sexuality: bisexual

family : parents ( deceased ) , younger sister ( wanted connection )

character inspiration: kim myunghee ( youth of may ), lee everett ( the walking death ), inej ghafa ( six of crows ),  asami sato ( the legend of korra )

moral alignment: true neutral

biography 🦋

☾   her first memories are tainted, her mother’s arms wrapped around her, her voice soothing her as ilayda clings to her. it is just a bad dream, that’s what her mother tells her and she closes her eyes again, believing that she’d forget about it soon. ☾  however, her bad dreams don’t stop. she’s dying or is it someone else ? connected by blood and not merely a similar reflection ? gasping for air in every of her dreams. they’re nightmares. a premonition ? or memories ? it doesn’t matter, these dreams consume her, her own weakness scaring her. and somehow she’d get used to it, watching herself or her ancestor die , lliving a lie so foreign from her own. yet, the fear is always there: endangering the people around her by what it seems her own doomed fate. ☾  there’s only one solution, becoming strong enough to protect everyone she loves. she isn’t naturally talented at magic as she wishes to be but she’s willing to put effort into it. unlike her little sibling, carefree as a child is supposed to be, ilayda is spending most of her days on becoming better, only exhaustion putting her to sleep. ☾ yet, nothing could have prepared her for what would come. it weren’t efforts in vain, just lack of time meeting an inevitable fate. bright red blood appearing so misplaced in a house was supposed to be filled with her family’s warm presence. her mother’s soothing voice, fading into her last words. the wide eyes of her little sister staring at her, as if she was asking ilayda to tell her that perhaps she was trapped in one of her nightmares. ☾  but this wasn’t a dream she’d wake up from, it was a new reality perhaps even worse than any nightmare she’d ever have. so she’s running, always running away from what she believes is her fate. if she can’t save herself, she needs to protect her sister.

personality ☀

despite a rather cold demeanor, lyra is quite a loyal ( if her trust is gained ) and caring person. since a young age, she’s learned to be independent, yet her sheltering herself from the outside world resulted into her sometimes being a little insensitive or blunt , thus the assumption of her being standoffish.

positive: + loyal, + independent, + conscientious, +observant negative. -blunt, -idealistic, -reserved, -dissonant

additional info 🎠

♡  she'd lived in crestle cove before, however, after the incident she moved away, fearing that something might happen to her sister. she’d moved around quite a lot always fearing that something might happen. the slightest hint, causing her to panic and pack all her things leaving no trace. however, she returned, as she feels like that crestle cove is the only place that could offer her peace by revealing what really happened to her family.

♡ she’s fiercely protective over her sister. sometimes even a little overbearing. she even picked up the habit of staying up late, just she could make sure that her sister would fall asleep before her. hence, she’s often sleep deprived.

♡ she believes in signs, symbols, fate etc. you name it. of course being a witch, there are certain things one believe in but it’s more of the small things, that almost make her appear ovelrly superstitious such as refusing to live a house which address includes the number 13 or opening an umbrella indoors.

♡ she’s teaching painting + pottery classes she always had interest in drawing as it always calmed her down and helped her to “keep track” of her dreams etc. 

♡ still uses a flip phone for the simple reason she doesn’t see any reason to upgrade her phone and waste any money on a phone that might not last as long as her old phone.. ( and perhaps she’s afraid too appear like an old person when she’d need to adjust to a never phone ) 

♡ has an enchanted piece of jewelry gifted to her by her mother. it’s a necklace and it helps her with her nightmares as it lessens their frequency. 

wanted connections  ☂

friend or foe. someone who is trying to get close to her. due to ilayda's wary nature she believes that they only want to get close to her because they want something from her or try to harm her or her sister. however, this person actually simply wants to befriend her. 

best friend: even someone like ilayda has a best friend. perhaps they’ve gotten close when she moved back or they were friends before and have reunited.

person somehow related to her parents’ death ( supernatural ) : pretty self-explanatory. they might know something about the cirucmstances leading to her family’s death or perhaps they even know who did it ( or they were the culprit ???? )

people taking art lessons from her.

people who help her to forge her skills : ilayda is obsessed with the idea of becoming more powerful, this person might help her out solely out of benevolence or maybe they have other intentions.

enemies: ilayda isn’t the type actively looking to get into arguments. yet, she can be blunt or even mean if she wants to, and this person and her just don’t get along. 

exes : this can go many ways but also ilayda isn't exactly someone in tune with their emotions, so she probably broke things off when she realized that she caught herself falling for that person

unrequited love : i just really love the idea of someone having a crush on ilayda and her being completely oblivious about it ...

any relationship with people from her coven

ETC !!! Honestly, i’m down for everything !!!! PLS

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[karmqs]

LOCATION : CRESTLE'S CRAFTS STATUS : OPEN

she’d never have guessed that a place could offer her comfort.  a space,  if one was polite enough,  would call humble,  always sweltering in the summer heat and welcoming the winter cold rather than shutting it down,  and yet, she couldn’t help but adore it.  loving that it was hers,  loving the way her students’ clumsy artworks adorned the shelves,  loving that it didn’t feel like a place that was meant to be abandoned anyway.  it never failed to put her in a good mood.  today she even found herself humming under her breath ,  loud enough that she’d almost missed the sound of the wind chimes echoing as the door opened.  "  one second please. "  ilayda mumbled,  her back still facing the door as she rinsed the brushes, waiting for the water to run clear. "  we're actually closed but how can i help you ? "

@crestlestart

[defele]

Location: The Bleeding Fields

Status: Open

The bleeding fields; if what she had heard from Aria and Alistair was true, than the crux of many problems in Crestle Cove lay buried beneath her feet. It was difficult to wrap her head around all the information she had been acquiring recently— and believe it. But Iris did believe that something significant had happened here. There was a heavy feeling that followed her as she ambled along, like she was dragging a large comforter or walking through water; a thick fog had also settled shortly after she arrived, but the painfully red flowers could still be seen bobbing in the wind. Thanks to her job, unsettling places were nothing new to her, but the bleeding fields inspired something else; desperation, maybe? Humiliation? Panic? ...Iris...

Her head whipped around, body freezing mid step. No one was behind her, but would she even be able to see them in the mist? The voice had sounded so close... as if whispered right against the crown of her ear...

...robamaridos...

Anger and shame filled her at the word, taunting her into action. "Whose there? This is hardly funny... and if it comes to it, I will fuck you up..."

@crestlestart

[karmqs]

the connection between the bleeding fields and those of her kind had been embedded in her heart the moment her first breath escaped her, taking firm root in it and having grown with her ever since.  often, she’d wander in the bleeding fields,  flowers blooming in the shade of crimson as if even nature were tainted by the same cruelty of past and memories. and yet, in a twisted and truly odd way that place offered her a strange comfort.  the ability to breathe when she’d so often felt entrapped in the town’s past. closing her eyes for a brief second, ilayda listened to the gentle breeze, allowing her to be defeated by it and abandon her guard but with only a moment passing, peace was carried away by the wind and her eyes shot open when an unfamiliar voice pierced through it. turning around, her features settled into her usual countenance of indifference, only a slight taunt in her voice differing from it.       “ so how are you going to  ‘fuck me up’ ? i must admit beating me up in a flower field would make quite an amusing sight. but before you do that, i’d like to know what horrible thing i’ve done to receive such a threat.  ”

[raelynnnix]

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[katherine-mcnamara]