#siri sallow || introduction

[ofhopess]

‘ acya aysin turan , cisfemale, she-her, 31 / 310 , illyrian ’ ― cauldron save you. it seems SIRI SOYAL has finally made it to the capital, the GENERAL OF THE ARMIES from THE NIGHT COURT is said to be DECISIVE and is said to describe themselves with THE NEVER ENDING SWEET SMELL OF CHERRIES, LEATHERS THAT SHOW JUST A LITTLE BIT TOO MUCH SKIN, RED NAILS TO MATCH GLOWING RED SIPHONS , SKIN TOO SOFT FOR THE BLOOD ITS SEEN AND INABILITY TO EVER ADMIT SHE'S WRONG and with all of this in mind their INTOLERANT nature always seems to get them into trouble. may the mother hold them as they navigate this unthinkable time.

𝔾𝔼ℕ𝔼ℝ𝔸𝕃 𝔻𝔼𝕋𝔸𝕀𝕃𝕊.

FULL NAME:  Siri Soyal NICKNAME(S):  none. NAME MEANING: beautiful victory AGE: 31 - 310 SPECIES: Illyrian. PLACE OF BIRTH: Night Court Palace GENDER: cisfemale PRONOUNS: she/her SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual

ℙℍ𝕐𝕊𝕀ℂ𝔸𝕃 𝔸ℙℙ𝔼𝔸ℝ𝔸ℕℂ𝔼, 𝔼𝕋ℂ.

HEIGHT: 5'9 BUILD: slim and defined TATTOOS: varying black ink tattoo's across her whole right side. CLOTHING STYLE: mixes of black leathers and dark red and purple dresses DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: long jet black braids, a scar up the side of her neck she wears proudly and forever red nails. SIGNATURE SCENT: fresh cherries ABILITIES: flying, siphon magic and winnowing

𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂𝕊𝕋𝕆ℝ𝕐.

siri was fighting to prove herself from the moment she was born. the youngest girl in a string of boys, she was ready to fight for attention from the second she came out screaming with her wings flared.

though her brothers tried to steer her away from the life of a warrior, insisting she would be better off without trying to prove herself, she never listened to them and was instead far to focused on being better than they were. she might have been smaller but that made her nimble and faster and her flying was some of the best anyone had seen in years for her age always giving her an edge.

when she completed the blood rite at the same time as three of her brothers went through the trials, plenty of people claimed they had helped her through it and tried to make her forfeit her warrior status so the following year she voluntarily re-entered the rite and achieved carynthian status all on her own.

siri worked her way through the ranks of the armies slowly, proving her worth and resilience time and time again. one day, having being sick of listening to the general of the armies moan about more women taking the blood rite, siri challenged him to a dual. only one would walk away and they would keep the title of general of the armies. she knew that she risked the wrath of the high lord, but given then were somewhat friendly she took the risk.

the pair of them fought for over 12 hours, uninterrupted before siri was able to finally sink her blade through the back of his wings and right into his heart, ending the dual finally. one by one, the other warriors around her dropped to their knees and siri took over as the general of the armies, determined to make them a better place.

she has worked hard to continue to prove herself, and is often in the very mix of any sort of battle or war, proving why she is worthy of leading the illyrian armies.

ℍ𝔼𝔸𝔻ℂ𝔸ℕℕ𝕆ℕ𝕊.

tba.

𝕎𝔸ℕ𝕋𝔼𝔻 ℂ𝕆ℕℕ𝔼ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ𝕊.

past & current lovers.

friends.

any other illyrians that don't think she should be general that likes to fight with her.

close fae buddies from other courts.