Oplisca Du’mere, servant of the Old Ones, seeker of Peace, bearer of the Broken Blade
The Basics ––– –
Name: Oplisca Du'mere Nickname(s): Ops Age: Appears in her late 30's but time is meaningless Birthday: Winter Race: Half Elven Gender: Female Marital Status: Found
Physical Appearance ––– –
Hair: Silver (once blonde) Eyes: Pale purple (once blue) Height: 5'7 Build: Thin, emaciated Distinguishing Marks: Freckling under eyes, unnaturally Tattoos: Scarification along her body Piercings: Ears Common Accessories: An old pendant, a broken sword with an emerald pommel Likeness: Marion Cotillard; Keira Knightley
Personal Information––– –
Profession: Tailor, researcher, chosen of C'Thun Hobbies: calligraphy, dressmaking, reading Languages: Common, Elven, Orcish, Old Tongue Residence: Stormwind City Birthplace: Silvermoon City Religion: Old Ones Patron Deity: C'Thun Fears: Entrapment, failure, emptiness, silence
Relationships ––– -
Spouse: None Children: One (deceased) Parents: Cassi'us Du'mere (father; deceased); Freda Du'mere (mother; deceased) Siblings: Kinowin Du'mere (brother) Other Relatives: None Pets: None
Sex & Romance ––– -
Sexual Orientation: Hetero Preferred Emotional Role: submissive | dominant | switch Preferred Sexual Role: submissive | dominant | switch Libido: Low Turn ons: Touch, secrets, strength, poetry Turn offs: Light, smugness, bad smell Love Language: Poetry Relationship Tendencies: Fleeting to this world, eyes for the beyond
Traits ––– -
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Extroverted / In Between / Introverted Disorganized / In Between / Organized Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded Calm / In Between / Anxious Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable Cautious / In Between / Reckless Patient / In Between / Impatient Outspoken / In Between / Reserved Leader / In Between / Follower Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic Traditional / In Between / Modern Hard-working / In Between / Lazy Cultured / In Between / Uncultured Loyal / In Between / Disloyal Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful
Additional information ––– –
Smoking Habit: Occasionally Drugs: When available Alcohol: Occasionally
RP Hooks ––– –
Returned to the Fold - In the before Oplisca served among the Twilight Hammer, reaching out into the Void in hopes of contacting the Old Ones. From those depths did C'Thun hear their calls and touch upon his loyal followers, choosing Oplisca as a vessel for his work and eye. She accepted both willing and happily as she was filled with the ever nothing of it's power. And then it was gone, she was left alone a hollow and alone without his eye upon her. But now with the broken sword of Candell, she can hear the voice again and it says to search it out. She will be whole, she will be empty, she will find the Peace.
Revenge for the Fallen - Oplisca has held a vendetta for a long time for the Candell family, much of it hinging on the work of Zexx Candell. For so long she held onto the burning need to avenge those he took from him, for what he did to her, and how he left her. But then she got him. She finally got her revenge. And then there was nothing. What was the cost? Where does she go now? And how does she live knowing she succeeded and failed?
Bearing a Broken Sword - Since her success in capturing her old enemy and lover, she took one of the few things that connected him to thier old lives. The old sword wasn't anything amazing to look upon, but it was strong steel and well crafted for an antique that held more emotional value than monetary or power. She broke it. Gleefully. But in breaking the blade she discovered something about it. It was not from this world. It was from the old world, the old world where her master still waited. And now she can hear his word and feel his eye. She has to get him back. The gates must be opened. Peace must come to this world.
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OoC - tumblr, Discord ( Mogwai Kraken#7988) Ingame Oplisca (24 Demonology Warlock)
IC - Oplisca Du'mere is a woman with a new mission. She has conquered her old foe, winning in her quest for vengeance against Zexx Candell but only for him to slip away as he was want to do. But it didn't matter. She won, she got what she wanted, she planted her seeds of doubt and hope, and now it was done. And with it being done, the truth of revenge came true as well. What was left for her without vengeance? Nothing.
For long months, the former cultist sat in contemplation and depression over her losses. She was broke having used her inheritance to build her elaborate prison, now the Dark Irons owned her coin and property. She was cut off from her true calling and love, his voice having been silent since her arrival from the depths of the Void. The cabal she had once joined, now scattered in the face of the growing tyranny of Light that had gripped the country. War had been good for them, but this new peace at the end of the Fourth War was leading to stagnation.
But then the veil broke. The way became clear from the heights of Northrend with the opening of the Maw unto the Shadowlands. And the stone spoke, she could hear the voice. She could feel his eye. She could feel something. She had to follow it. She had to find them.
Praise be unto C'Thun.
