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  1. Mithdhel


    Full Name: Lisette Nicknames: Date of Un-Birth: The first day of Winter season. Age: Four of Undeath and eighteen living... Twenty-two. Race: Forsaken, undead human Gender: Female Hair: Wilted auburn, kept short and pulled back into bows. Skin: Bloodless white, the spectral lines of her veins can still be seen beneath the skin, pumping shadow magic and whatever else still remains. Eyes: Hollow remnants of faded innocence that now burn with the magic that fuel all forsaken. Height: 5'3 Weight: 115 lbs Place of residence: A small apartment in Undercity Place of Birth:- Known Relatives:- Religion/Philosophy: Too feeble minded to hold onto a specific belief for any long period time. When wandering through memories, she will sometimes make reference to the light. Occupation: Psilus' assistant. Group/Guild affiliation:- Guild Rank:- Enemies: When she is confused, orcs are often her biggest fear. The more time she spends traveling with Psilus though, she learns to hate what used to seem safe. Likes: Butterflies (bats), Hukky Fin (Void Walker), Flowers, tea parties, beetles, pretty dresses and children's stories Favorite Foods: Biscuits, hard candy, ears, jam, rat kabobs, candied eye balls, and ladies wearing large, fine hats Favorite Drinks: honey and tea Favorite Colors: Apathetic towards colors. Weapons of Choice: Curses and shadow magic Dislikes: Loud, vulgar and otherwise angry individuals, music lessons and being told to stand up straight Hobbies: "Gardening", hosting tea parties and attending them Physical Features:Willowy and sullen, she has a thin frame and often unresponsive expression. Dark makeup is painted over her lips and eye brows, while a soft pink shades her eyelids and cheeks. Subtle signs of undeath cover her shadowed corpse. Below her eyes, hollow circles give her a sleepless countenance and a mournful smile. Her right ring finger is partially exposed bone and up her arm, patches of skin are missing. The left arm is complete and is often the one she favors, typically saving shadow weaving for the right. Special Abilities: Curses, demon attraction and a naturally affinity with shadow magic Positive Personality Traits: Innocent in mind and polite Negative Personality Traits:Cannibal, enjoys cursing people and animals, fickle Misc. Quirks: Will often confuse reality with the past, believes her void walker is the kitten she found in her mother's garden when she was a child, often "gardens" in the woods, has a childlike perspective of her surroundings Played by What Famous Person: Maggie Gyllenhaal Theme Songs: "Once Upon a December"- Anastasia, Disney History: Eyes lit by shadow magic watched their owner in the mirror, eying the stringy remnants of red hair that now clung to a pallid face. A bony hand lifted to sweep a strand from view, but stopped over passionless lips. They moved, but the ears belonging to them did not recognize the voice coming from within. “Is that how we are maintained, master?” “No, it is clearly another magic all together.” Amused by his newly acquired pupil, Psilus decided to draw the young forsaken miss from her own reflection and begin his lesson. “Shadow,” the silken word cut the musty air between them as he took his place behind her. With his hand he combed the back of her head and brushed the forgotten hair behind her ear. In a cold breath he whispered, “You will learn to wield it, as I have.” - Three years ago