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|Description=While not toweringly tall Lys does still stand above the average woman. She's got an athletic form with long, graceful limbs that hold a healthy muscle tone and definition. A halo of copper red curls adorn her head when not tamed into a braid or other high fashion style. Her eyes are a bright emerald, fringed with dark lashes and holding either a jaded, cynical look or a manic fever brightness to them. Her mouth is wide and expressive, but usually pressed into a sneer of distaste or curled up into a manic grin. | |Description=While not toweringly tall Lys does still stand above the average woman. She's got an athletic form with long, graceful limbs that hold a healthy muscle tone and definition. A halo of copper red curls adorn her head when not tamed into a braid or other high fashion style. Her eyes are a bright emerald, fringed with dark lashes and holding either a jaded, cynical look or a manic fever brightness to them. Her mouth is wide and expressive, but usually pressed into a sneer of distaste or curled up into a manic grin. | ||
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|Personality=Once a beacon of light and laughter, rage and loss have forged her into something else. Lys looks out at the world with a disjointed, cynical sort of apathy. Grief and fury have transformed what was once a genuine enjoyment of life into something else entirely. Her expression flickers as easily between joy and entertainment as it does rage and depression. Nearly every smile, these days, has a tendency to flicker into psychotic mania. | |Personality=Once a beacon of light and laughter, rage and loss have forged her into something else. Lys looks out at the world with a disjointed, cynical sort of apathy. Grief and fury have transformed what was once a genuine enjoyment of life into something else entirely. Her expression flickers as easily between joy and entertainment as it does rage and depression. Nearly every smile, these days, has a tendency to flicker into psychotic mania. | ||
|Background=Lys (that's 'lies' not 'liss') was born in the boroughs to some unremarkable family, she lived a pretty average life. She was poor and hated it. When she got old enough she started working as a shop apprentice to a tailor, and fell in love with the fancy clothing that would be commissioned. However, she never picked up the skill. She's not particularly good with a sewing needle. She also lost that job, and many afterward, for her tendency to fight with the customers or her boss or ... anyone that happens to pass by. | |Background=Lys (that's 'lies' not 'liss') was born in the boroughs to some unremarkable family, she lived a pretty average life. She was poor and hated it. When she got old enough she started working as a shop apprentice to a tailor, and fell in love with the fancy clothing that would be commissioned. However, she never picked up the skill. She's not particularly good with a sewing needle. She also lost that job, and many afterward, for her tendency to fight with the customers or her boss or ... anyone that happens to pass by. | ||
Revision as of 21:05, 17 June 2020
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| Lys De Lire | |
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| Social Rank | 6 |
| Fealty | Velenosa "Velenosa" is not in the list of possible values (Redrain, Valardin, Grayson, Thrax, Pravus, Lyceum, Crown) for this property.
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| House | De Lire |
| Gender | Female |
| Age | 22 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Soldier |
| Height | 5'7" |
| Hair Color | Copper Red |
| Eye Color | Green |
| Skintone | Pale |
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Description
While not toweringly tall Lys does still stand above the average woman. She's got an athletic form with long, graceful limbs that hold a healthy muscle tone and definition. A halo of copper red curls adorn her head when not tamed into a braid or other high fashion style. Her eyes are a bright emerald, fringed with dark lashes and holding either a jaded, cynical look or a manic fever brightness to them. Her mouth is wide and expressive, but usually pressed into a sneer of distaste or curled up into a manic grin.
{w({nThere is a still healing wound across her left cheek.{w){n
Personality
Once a beacon of light and laughter, rage and loss have forged her into something else. Lys looks out at the world with a disjointed, cynical sort of apathy. Grief and fury have transformed what was once a genuine enjoyment of life into something else entirely. Her expression flickers as easily between joy and entertainment as it does rage and depression. Nearly every smile, these days, has a tendency to flicker into psychotic mania.
Background
Lys (that's 'lies' not 'liss') was born in the boroughs to some unremarkable family, she lived a pretty average life. She was poor and hated it. When she got old enough she started working as a shop apprentice to a tailor, and fell in love with the fancy clothing that would be commissioned. However, she never picked up the skill. She's not particularly good with a sewing needle. She also lost that job, and many afterward, for her tendency to fight with the customers or her boss or ... anyone that happens to pass by.
However, her life turned for the better when her cousin- Audric -was suddenly ennobled after then Prince Talen, now Archduke-Consort, Velenosa won the Rose Tournament and used his prize to found a Rose Barony for Audric who became Audric de Lire. So Lys tracked him down after a sometime and reminded him of her existence (he seemed a little surprised), and she became Lys de Lire.
She also realized around the same time that her cousin was the head of a Sellsword Company, and that would allow her to FIGHT quite a bit. And so... She asked him to let her join. And that is how Lys came to be. Lady Lys de Lire, member of the Valorous Few.
