Syraena
Syraena
Name | Syraena |
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Status | Active |
Occupation | ---- |
Age | Young adult |
Race | Man |
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Residence | Currently, she is in Bree. |
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Outward Appearance | Syraena was a quiet creature, not often speaking when she was seen. However, if engaged in conversation, eventually she would reply in a voice most soothing and pleasant to the ear, the youthful tones of a young woman. Her hair was the colour of ebony, a rich dark brown, falling down her back in silken, glossy waves. It starkly contrasted with the fairness of her complexion, the delicate alabaster hue giving the illusion she was sculpted from the like, but alas, this was not true; the softness and warmth of life was evident upon the touch of her skin. Her lips and cheeks carried the rosiness of health, soft and smooth. Syraena's eyes were a blue-gray, like the mist over open ocean. Almond-shaped with dark lashes, they gazed about with a curious and docile nature. She was often shy of holding another's eye, only meeting the gaze of those who intrigue her most. She was of average height, neither remarkably tall or short, but she had a slight yet womanly frame. She often wore flowing dresses that accented her figure, perhaps eluding to a noble heritage. A soft perfume lingered in her presence, an ethereal blend of jasmine and geranium that complimented her elegant demeanor. |
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Background
Friends | Being new to Bree, she doesn't know many. |
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Relatives | Her blood relations are unknown; the only 'family' she has is a Gondorian noble couple in Belfalas. |
Rivals/Enemies | None. |
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