Sabeinne dej Dynastus

[Sabeinne]

Full Name: Sabeinne dej Dynastus

Nicknames: "Auntie Gizmo," "You Misdirected Whore," "Madame Faxton"

Age: 189

Race: Sin'Dorei

Gender: Female

Hair: Dark red, wavy like Mumsy's was.

Skin: Well-maintained with overpriced lotions and ointments, and magic.

Eyes: Glowy green

Height: A bit taller than average. Rivaling that of her brother, Lysimachus.

Weight: Quite slim, though she is quite deliciously curvaceous. She never lifts anything, ever.

Place of residence: Dynastus Hall, Silvermoon City

Known Relatives: House dej Dynastus

Religion/Philosophy: She is better than you. The only ideal of any real importance to her is ensuring the status and longevity of her House.

Occupation: Noblewoman.

Group/Guild affiliation: The Dragonhawk Brigade. Though "affiliation" is a bit of an overstatement.

Guild Rank: Nothing exciting.

Enemies: Pretty much anyone, notably conniving nobles (who aren't on her side, and even then it's dubious), Calestra dej Dynastus, dwarves and do-gooders.

Likes: Wine, power, old Quel'Thalas and her brother.

Favorite Foods: Finger sandwiches.

Favorite Drinks: Dalaran red wine.

Favorite Colors: Red.

Weapons of Choice: Fire and her expressive eyebrows. Blatant insults. Subtle digs. Assassins.

Dislikes: Diversity.

Hobbies: Burning things, besting her brother at his hobbies, chain smoking.

Physical Features: Sabeinne is tall and slender, and has perfected her air of dignity and hauteur. She wears a tad too much makeup, but she wears it well.

Special Abilities: A highly relative sense of morality. A mean foxtrot.

Positive Personality Traits: She cares very strongly for those she actually cares about, and is willing to go to extreme lengths for them.

Negative Personality Traits: She's kind of a stuck-up bitch. She's been known to scheme and connive and generally do bad things.

Misc. Quirks: Recently retired from being a ravenous cougar. Now she styles herself as a man-hater. In her younger years she perfected the art of diplomacy, but has all but entirely abandoned such tactics, preferring to let her brother be the diplomat. The one exception lies in her interaction with fine ladies. It is unclear how she makes the distinction between "fine ladies" and "common nobility."

Played by What Famous Person: Nicole Kidman (think The Golden Compass)

Theme Song: Possession, by Sarah McLachlan

History: Has been married seven times, and went through a militant lesbian phase after husband #2. She actually has a rather illustrious and accomplished past, but she doesn't really talk about it. She also has a sordid present, but she doesn't talk about that either.

[Lysimachus]

Yes... my sister. Quite the helling wench she is, I must say.

Though she has finally, in my opinion, embarked upon the appropriate path.

That of the Arcane, of course. It took quite some time her to see the error of her ways. Perhaps her daughter will do the same.

[Sabeinne]

((Updated.))

[Cabriel]

NO.

I don't have any affiliation with House dej Dynastus. None. I am affiliated in no way. Not one.










Why are you still HERE?!

[Athin]

Apparently we've been neighbors for years. And I haven't succumbed to the madness that is House dej Dynastus until ~that~ night.

Yes. Yes it is true I got drunk and made a fool of myself. And yes, Lysimachus and his family turns me into a crying blubbering fool. Wouldn't you be if you had to watch in abject horror as a talking lion pounces and tries to molest a death knight, then turns into a Moonkin named Dr. Doomkin and threatens to hold future-Lysimachus hostage, and...and...and I almost have to cry again.

She has a sharp tongue. That is why I offered to blow my nose in her hair when she....directed...me to stop crying in this madness.

She is wise though in pointing out that Lysicmachus emits a field of chaos that just affects everyone around him.

[Sabeinne]

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[Sabeinne]

((Updated theme song and hobbies. And nicknames.))

[Lysimachus]

"Ex-CUSE me?" Lysimachus scoffs, affront displayed clearly in his expression. "What are you INSINUATING?"

Helling Magister put his hands up in a conciliatory manner. "Nothing at all, sir! I merely find it curious that the Lady's lingerie would be present in your room."

"Hellery!"

"In your dresser."

"MADNESS!"

"...next to a bottle of-"

"YOU'RE FIRED, get out of my sight!" With that, the Marquess sneered and vanished behind a curtain.

Nevitt sighed, glancing down at his employer's clearly-visible feet at the bottom of the drapery. "I'll tell the laundry-maid you mistakenly transposed the furniture again."

[Taleron]

*Looks up from his parchment as the Goblin who he had recently tossed out returned*

WHAT NOW! Why must you IDIOTS bother me with this unrelenting stream of questions and interviews!

*The goblin stammers something about the Lady of House dej Dynastus*

Oh HER! Yes, the Marquess sister. She is stunning I must say. And of very quick wit... she makes me chuckle with some of her commentary, but she doesn't seem to take well to me. I am not sure why and I don't particularly care, it is my job to protect her, not to be her friend.

I am sure the recent troubles have caused her to be a bit... stand-offish and what not.

*Shrugs*

She is a bit like EVERY noblewoman, her nose turned up unless you are above her station. Something which I am certainly NOT. At least she is rather easy to look at, yes, that certainly is a plus.

*Taps his chin and grins then narrows his eyes and looks at the Goblin*

If you repeat ANY of that it will be YOUR head in a basket! Now get OUT and do NOT bother me again!

[Svetlaena]

"Tell chicken-lady I said hiiii!"

Svetlaena simply waves to the reporter as she takes off, leaving him with face in palm.

[Urivial]

She was at the race last night. I repentanced her at one point so she could think on her actions... don't think it worked though.-sighs- She just ran off when it wore away.

[Beautyfromchaos]

"Oh, yes, the Lady. I had a chance meeting at a party the dej Dynastus threw one night. She's a fantastic dresser, if I may say so."
Anesta smiled at the goblin, hoping her answer would suffice.

[Adamaris]

" FELL BLASTED GET OUT!!"

Grabbing the goblin by the back of the shirt this time as she stormed accost the room before tossing him out along with his notepad and ink pen that he had been carrying. " NO I don't know her !"

" IF I CATCH YOU IN HERE ONE MORE TIME I WILL KILL YOU!!"

[Setrema]

I should believe that miss Sabienne and I should have tea quite often.

[Vakshna]

Vakshna scoffs at the goblin to whom he had abruptly bound to a chair after he entered his room (he hates reporters but loves publicity)

P-please, i'm just here to ask questions upon said person of interest! the goblin screamed terrified.

vakshna shrugs as he places a fel iron gernade in the goblins mouth and pulls the pin.
"sorry, never heared of her, sounds like she's a stuck up bitch though, try not to make a mess, i'll be back later. ciao!"

vakshna leaves the room cackling manaiacally

[Mordria]

The priestess throws back her head and cackles.

"Sabeinne? She is a wonderful hostess. Very proper. I love to sit back and watch the emotions play across her pretty face. Of course they are mostly annoyance and disgust...but those are the most fun!"

[Qarma]

Valeria stops mid-stride and gives the goblin a strange look. "Why are you asking me about her? It's not like I even know her- never had the pleasure of a proper introduction."

Pondering the question for a second, Valeria continues "I have to admit, though, that I wouldn't mind being introduced to her tailor. Or does she have a personal shopper? Regardless, she has excellent fashion sense."

[Sabeinne]

((Updated.))