#adromi

[skirmish-sims-blog]

Foltra decided to make a club with some of the other characters! There were some dudes invited but I guess they decided it was ladies night.

[skirmish-sims-blog]

Aesile invited them over to their place so Eitira and Adromi decided to take a picture together

[the-bad-bishop-connection]

Adromi Izirah

Name: Adromi Izirah (alias: Reiyna Tzheol) Age: 23 sweeps Gender: Female Height: 7' 2" Caste: Violet Trolltag: aberrantConundrum Strife Specibus: chairkind, flaskkind Job: Pharmacist, Finances Main Interests/Hobbies: Toxicology, Politics, Divination About: Your name was Adromi Izirah. You were once someone important. Something happened. Then it was just Adromi. You swore to protect your moirail, no matter what the price. It turned out the price was your caste, your status, your fortunes, your dignity, and your freedom. You spent it all willingly. Then she died. Your name was Adromi. But you don't go by that name anymore. Now it's Reiyna Tzheol. You still cannot be officially recognized for your caste because you have no records, but your royal violet blood will always carry weight among trolls, records or not. You will do your part as a member of the Bad Bishop's crew, keeping the medbay stocked with the necessary drugs, managing the ship's expenses along with your fellow accounting expert, Zalkes, and advising the young captain on legal matters. You will do all of this for as long as it takes without complaint. After all, beneath the alias, and in spite of your exile, you are still Adromi Izirah. You are a woman with revenge to be taken and a point to prove. Fate willing, you will ensure the man who murdered your moirail will not go unpunished and you will show them all that you were always more deserving of your royal blood than the pompous fools who now sit in court, incapable of anything more than being served.

Quadrants: <3  - <>  - Orethe Frayan (deceased) <3< - o8< -

[ladytrollfishes]

Newest Target: Adromi Izirah

Why did these assignments always come for those she didn't hate?!

Magnia crumpled the file between her fists. 

The world was absolutely chock full of people whose guts she despised, why, why did her assignments suddenly start being people she didn't mind?

She looked up to Reiyna. In ways other than the literal (goddamn all these tall people). She was poised and calm and capable, and everything she thought a seadweller should be. And as a bonus, she thought Magnia had a lot of potential. And liked her.

Magnia seethed through her teeth. Someone, or several someones just wanted her to suffer, didn't they.

She'd have to do it. The price otherwise was too high.  

She slowly smoothed out the crumpled papers again. 

The worst thing about taking these as assignments- the absolute worst thing- was that her greatest weapon was that they trusted her. 

Finding Reiyna, faking surprise and joy at their reunion long enough to inflict a fatal wound would not be difficult at all. 

She would be traitor, backstabber, and frankly, quite frankly, the ones she held dear were fucking unlucky to know her.

As long as she could hang on to that one person (two people if she was being honest with herself), she'd sacrifice everyone else.