#iii. & you fall 𝚊 𝚜 𝚕 𝚎 𝚎 𝚙 when i put a 𝐬 𝐩 𝐞 𝐥 𝐥 on you; – musings

[ofethos]

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[frcturedelora]

the warmth of the sun’s first rays diffusing across your face, sleepless nights followed by endless cups of tea, the stillness of a forest just before a predator strikes, an ember dancing from a roaring bonfire, and the crackle of electricity in the air promising a storm.

ELORA ELENWEYR / SHOPKEEPER OF THE WILDFLOWER WELL / SILVER ELVHEN

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&. BASICS

full name: lady elora of house elenweyr

nicknames: el, lora, lory (rare)

age / D.O.B.: 30 / 12.30.2993 AC

gender / pronouns: cisfemale, she/her

sexuality: pansexual

place of birth: lórien’dal

&. MORE BASIC INFO

ability: probability sensing – the ability to sense the success or fail rate of her next movement

languages: common tongue

occupation: unintentional owner of the wildflower well

weapon of choice: hand-carved cherrywood recurve bow

tattoos: a tulip sprig on her tricep in honor of her mother, acquired on her travels

&. PERSONALITY

zodiac sign: capricorn

mbti: isfp

likes: flowers, painting, reading, studying the origin of languages

dislikes: loud chewing, self-importance

bad habits: picking at her nail beds

secret talent: archery

hobbies: painting, gardening

fears: war

five positive traits: loyal, charming, witty, patient, creative

five negative traits: stubborn, cynical, secretive, sensitive, haunted

&. BACKGROUND

tw: death, blood doe-eyed with vibrant auburn hair that tumbles down her back and a smile that would be enough to set the most frayed of nerves at ease, elora elenweyr sees more than she tells, hears through lies, and feels more than she shows. she remembers the rough edges of parchment in the middle of the summer, the moment her mother cradled her in her arms and pleaded for her stay, and the black dread of weathered scales. above all, she remembers colors. ⇒ full bio here

bold which habits your muse has

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back of their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

&. HEADCANNONS

her ability of limited intuitive precognition allows her to sense the success or fail rate of her next movement. thus, her tactical strategy is deeply tied to her perception of a situation. she tends to rely on instinct quite heavily, even if it may be at odds with what one might think to be a logical decision. it’s not infallible, and she will still pursue a choice that has a higher fail rate if the risk is worthwhile. she works best in a support role within a party, providing the team with judgements on whether an action would be beneficial or detrimental.

she has a pegasus companion named archesios. a gift from her grandsire, the stallion has been with her for as long as she can remember. pegasi are seen as a symbol within the elenweyr family, an ode to their elvhen heritage and it was considered a point of pride to successfully hatch one. when the obsidian egg hatched on the girl’s fifth birthday, she and the colt became inseparable. archesios grew into a lean, seventeen-hand stallion, his coat is dappled grey with a deep ebony mane to match. he takes on the same mannerisms as his rider, particularly in his curiosity and tendency to wander. the stallion is timid, as elora was before she first made her way into the feywilds, and the silver elvhen sports a scar just above her chin from a tumble from the pegasus when she was twelve and ten. as it stands, she would not have made it out of the feywilds were it not for archesios.

when she first set out, it was to sate her adventurous spirit and serve the silverlands, however, the years revealed more about herself than she ever anticipated. she already had a difficult time grasping the judicial role her family holds in lórien’dal, given that she rarely believes matters to be as clear-cut as her father sees them. since exploring lysara, that belief has only been strengthened; a loaf of stolen bread is both lost profit to a baker and sustenance to a hungry family. still, she has seen what can happen when diplomacy fails, and justice isn’t dealt accordingly. as much as she misses her home, she’s not disappointed to not be called back yet. despite being a cynic to her core, elora wants nothing more than to make a difference, a real one.

elora has a habit of picking at her nail beds. it was a nervous tick when she was growing up that went away once she started feeling comfortable in the feywilds. it returned in full force after the death of the twins, and she’s only just now starting to get it back under control. she does her best to hide it, but those closest to her would notice. similarly, a result of living in the feywilds is that silence makes her uneasy. she’d much rather be surrounded by noise than left to her thoughts.

her mother’s once mischievous nature was not lost on her, and she has been known to bend the rules from time to time. however, she would deny it to anyone who accused her of being anything short of law-abiding.

[frcturedelora]

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