#cinori

[akkivee]

THOSE ARE SO CUTE WTF?????

[danaan13]

saw el-aatmik do this and thought it looked like fun. So here's Cinori! (p.s. if anyone wants one of my others poke me)

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE Name: Cinori Eye color: Green Hair style/color: Red (Though a bit towards Strawberry Blonde in the summer). Comes about half way down her back, fairly curly. Height: 5'3" Clothing style: Practical mage robes, sundresses, anything in bright colors. Best physical feature: Her hair gets the most comments.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE Fears: Finding out that every abusive thing she'd been told as a child is true. (It's not.) Guilty pleasure: Turning people who annoy her into rabbits. Biggest pet peeve: People sneaking up on her because she's easily startled. Ambition for the future: Becoming a successful enchanter, and managing to market her work for non-violent uses.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS First thoughts waking up: "I have got to replace those curtains with something darker." What they think about the most: Ambusing her fiancé or whatever she's studying. What they think about before bed: Snuggling with her fiancé. What they think their best quality is: Her inventiveness.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER? Single or group dates: Depends on what she wants to do. If she's getting any, single. If she's wanting to be social, group. To be loved or respected: Loved. She was certainly deprived of such as a child. Beauty or brains: Brains, because it means people can be reasonable.  Dogs or cats: Dogs, Cats, Birds, Bunnies, Hamsters, Ferrets, etc. (She's a failed ranger. She's got a thing for animals.)

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU? Lie: If there's a good reason for it. Sure. Otherwise, she doesn't care for it, because it reminds her of her first adopted father. Believe in yourself: More than she used to. But she still has so far to go. Believe in love: Yes. Without a doubt. And she will give you a list of every person she loves, and who she is positive loves her. (Starting with her fiancé and her parents) Want someone: Mostly just her fiancé.

LAYER SIX: EVER? Been on stage: Nope. And never happening. She will teleport off if dragged on. Done drugs: Does the Fel that she was given for her addiction count? Changed who you were to fit in: Not consciously. But she has, without realizing, gone to great lengths to fit in, if only to figure out who she is.

LAYER SEVEN: AGE How old will you be: Young adult for blood elf. (Gonna say 19 for general understanding of where she is mentally) Age you lost your virginity: 18 (again, like the above) Does age matter: Right now, yes.

LAYER EIGHT: IN ANOTHER PERSON Best personality trait: Compassion Best eye color: No particular preference. Best hair color: She likes black. (*looks at fiancé) Best thing to do with a partner: Exploring, learning

LAYER NINE: FINISH THE SENTENCE I love: My family, my friends, my 'extended' family, and all my pets. I feel: like I'm waiting for disaster sometimes. I hide: my lack of confidence, because everyone tells me I should be more confident. I miss: having an animal companion, like rangers do. I wish: that I knew for certain that everything would be okay.

[danaan13]

MWHAHAHAHAHAA! I pick.... Imprisonment, Empathy, and Ghosts for all 3! (WoW!Danaan, WoW!Cinori, and Sylvanor!Piethrien :3 )

Cut for length. My apologies to people on mobile.

Imprisonment

Cinori: She'd always wondered why her former adopted home felt more like a prison than a family. It might have had something to do with the weird chains in the basement. Or the governess who kept her out of sight, during the parties. Or the rules that limited what her childhood was allowed to be. It wasn't until she had her new home and new family, that she realized, it was really because the people who'd adopted her never saw her as a daughter. She'd been an object. A toy. An investment. Property.

Danaan: Being without memory, Danaan found that she couldn't lose herself in reminiscing or nostalgia. Not like others of her kind. She would hear them talk about the good old days. Or tell stories of great triumphs and achievements during their living days. And she would see their eyes show a temporary contentment, lost in the past. And she would feel trapped. Her mind couldn't walk those paths. They were lost to her. Erased and destroyed. She was forever imprisoned in the present.

Piethrien: If there was one thing that he hated about his chosen path in life, it was that he could never wander the world the way he wished. There was always a guard, an agent, a servant nearby. Usually there were several. Simply leaving his home was an ordeal. Had to have the guard ready to go. Had to send advance agents to scope out the route and the destination. Watch for snipers and poisoned blades around the corner. He would never cease his service to the Empress. His loyalty and life was hers to command. But he certainly envied those who could lay out in the grass at the park, just because they felt like it.

Empathy

Cinori: She was a bleeding heart, most days. Give her big, watery eyes paired with a trembling pout and her resolve would weaken incredibly. Add in a desperate need and she'd crumble like ancient paper touched by careless hands. Injured animals were the worst. She'd bring them all home if her fiancé would let her. As if a rabbit and a baby hawkstrider weren't pets enough. Cinori had long lost count of the times she'd heard her fiancé give a resigned sigh, as she scooped up another injured animal to take to a ranger, or a stable master for help.

Danaan: She didn't necessarily have trouble understanding other people, or reading their emotions. It was simply that she had trouble keeping herself focused on things long enough to process what people were going through. Once she understood, once she knew, her blade and energy were yours to command. It was simply guiding her there in the first place, that was often the problem.

Piethrien: Emotions were a dangerous thing in his work. You couldn't lose sight of logic, or mortal nature. Or you would find yourself with a blade sticking out of your gut or back. But even so, emotions could sometimes be the strongest tool in your arsenal, to swaying people to your side. You just had to know what moved them. Was it their children? Their passion for art? Their craving for a safe place? Fulfilling some emotional need would often gain him more allies, than any bag of gold could buy.

Ghosts

Cinori: She never realized how much ghosts terrified her, until that day she was tromping through an empty building in the destroyed quarter of Silvermoon, looking for clues about her birth parents. Thankfully, the strange lights and movements she'd seen, weren't really a ghost, but the woman who was supposed to have been her godmother.

Danaan: Ghosts didn't bother her. She actually liked them, most of the time. Some of them knew some really great music. Others even had amazing voices. When the living were too much, ghosts were fine company, as far as she cared.

Piethrien: Visiting the blessed cemetery, where his agents and family were buried, always raised the hair on the back of his neck. This never alarmed him though. He knew his presence would show those wandering there, that he remembered them and cared for them still. And so he made sure to visit that cemetery two or three times a week, leaving flowers and little folded, paper birds, on each stone marker.

[danaan13]

Cinori--Innocence

A lot of people presume that Cinori's a very innocent sort of girl. She gives off a rather naive aura a lot of the time. In reality, it's more of a defensive front, for her to appear this way. It may also be a coping mechanism, for what she's been exposed to in the past. 

Her first adopted father was a depraved sort. He never touched her directly. He didn't want to ruin his 'investment'. But he had no problems making her watch. In fact, he saw it as part of her education. He honestly believed that this was the sort of environment she'd be married off into. 

Cinori considers it one of her deepest blessings that she had other influences in her life, short though they were, that showed her that what she was being exposed to was wrong. Finding her freedom from that household and being brought into a healthier, more loving one, showed her what was considered more 'normal'.

Even now, though, Cinori finds herself having moments, where she has to stop and think. Moments where she realizes that her perception of something is a bit skewed, because of that man. There are moments, where she sees little moments or little things, and she realizes, 'Oh. That's how that's supposed to go.'

[danaan13]

:) for all of them

Eheh! All of them.

Cinori is often at her happiest when she's working on her enchanting. She loves making things. Her interest usually falls under things like making the little floating lamps. She's got a little host of those things in her apartment, in different colors no less.

One wouldn't expect Danaan to have a lot to be happy about. She can't remember her past. She got denied the afterlife to be a death knight. But she's still got her music, after everything she's been through. She doesn't remember the old songs she used to know. So she just made up new ones. And she's okay with that.

Count Piethrien Diamondglow of Silverlake is a very skilled shadowdancer. But his son never inherited his talents. But Piethrien's still so proud of his son. Bringing Riall into the world, raising him into the young man that he's become, is the foremost of what Piethrien considers his best accomplishments. He feels that even if he failed to do anything else important in his life, he at least left the world a better place, because Riall's in it.