[hider Raelynn Deserine] [B]Name:[/B] Raelynn Deserine [B]Race:[/B] Breton [B]Age:[/B] 25 [B]Family Origins:[/B] Daggerfall, High Rock [b]Birthsign:[/b] The Lady [B]Appearance:[/B] [centre][img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cd/6e/bc/cd6ebc7d8594a25bd85ff5a6a2c8ec82.jpg[/img][/centre] [indent]Raelynn is short of height, standing at approximately 5’2, although most would never know this, as she is just about always wearing an impressive heel, or will remain seated in new company - always managing to find high ground to those she invites to her company. Her figure is lean but unmistakably feminine, with a willowy waist and generous hips. She is well aware of the effect that her shape has on people, often using it to her advantage by emphasising a sway in her hips, stretching a leg a certain way, or playing with her collar just so, smiling in the most inviting way that she can. Unlike the rest of her body, her lips stand out with their fullness, and that they are most always painted in an eye-catching colour, sat over perfectly straight teeth. She has a round, soft face, with high cheekbones. Her ears have that slight signature pointed tip and her eyebrows are arched - both signal to her Elvish ancestry. Raelynn’s eyes are the centre point of her face. They are the cold and unforgiving grey blue of an ocean, flecked with waves of silver and black around the iris. They are maelstroms. Striking and infamous. Rarely will she look upon a stranger, particularly one she deems inferior to herself, but she has been known to stop men dead in their tracks with a single glance. They are the poisonous jab that can invoke fear in one instance and break through it with charm the next. Framed by well groomed and arched brows slightly darker than her hair, they are the windows into her soul if one can stand to maintain eye contact with her for long enough to find it. Almost as unique as her eyes, is her recognisable hair. Worn in long, soft waves, the ash blonde shines like strands of silver in the sunlight. Raelynn is impeccably groomed at all times, never a hair out of place, never a crease in her clothing that wasn’t intended to be there.Her living quarters and workspaces are as pristine as she is, with everything in their rightful, designated space. Her signature scent is lavender, daisy, and snowberry. A scent that she formulates herself and carries with her at all times. She is as vain as you would expect her to be, showing great concern to stay clean, neat, and beautiful at all times. She has no qualms about directing her attention to the nearest mirror in conversation. Casual attire has absolutely no place in her wardrobe, even the clothing she wears on a rare expedition is fancy. [/indent] [B]Personality:[/B] [indent]Very few people can count themselves fortunate enough to have met the real Raelynn. The Raelynn that is hidden behind chiffon, silk, and velvet. Underneath the lacquer, perfume, and lipstick; underneath it all, she is insecure, lonely, and afraid. Afraid of the very idea that everything she has worked for will amount to nothing, that she puts on her pretence each day for [i]nothing[/i]. That in her father’s eyes, she will always simply be his second-best. A woman not fit to be his heir. That her best will never be enough to earn his respect. Her ambition drives her to great lengths, but that ambition has been soaked through with bitterness, spite, and anger. She is incredibly shrewd, manipulative, and calculating in order to get what she wants, and hides her real truth almost too easily. Raelynn is intelligent, and she is able to weigh people up on the fly, sensing just enough about them to decipher how she should act. This is a well defined skill she developed from an early age, and inherited from her father, Salosoix. Every interaction that she has is pre-calculated, motivated, and for her own gain - to take her one step closer to her goals. Her reputation often precedes her, and that’s the way she likes it. Maintaining the reputation that she does takes work, and that work eventually takes its toll. She near constantly keeps those around her at arms length with her intensity and imperious manner. As such, she lives a lonely life, and does not trust easily in others as for the majority of the time, people do not trust her. At night, behind closed doors, Raelynn allows herself room to breath, and to relax and unwind she enjoys reading, writing in her journal, and flower arranging. She has a particular fondness for lavender, admiring how hardy the plant is and how it is able to take root just about anywhere. Ultimately, Raelynn is on her own journey to fulfill her desire to gain power and riches beyond that of normal men, she wants her name to be in books - she wants to be [i]remembered[/i]. To live as a mere peasant? She would rather die.[/indent] [b]Family and Associations: [/b] - Salosoix Deserine - Father (Alive) - Roxada Deserine - Mother (Alive) - Sirion Deserine - Brother (Alive) - Colette Marence - Teacher/Mentor (Alive) - College of Winterhold - Ex-Student [B]Equipment:[/B] [i][Items kept in a tasteful and fashionable satchel style bag][/i] Coin Purse (387 septims) Daggers Small knife to harvest plants 3 Magicka potions Dried flowers Frost salts Seeds Empty vials Wooden pestle and mortar Flint [B]Misc. Possessions:[/B] She has her notebook filled with her healing methods, and notes on particular illnesses and diseases. A journal which she writes in at the end of each day, documenting her whole life and journey for the day she may sit down to write her memoirs. The only other thing she carries is a letter from her parents, wishing her well at the College of Winterhold. Despite being fond of fine things, she travels on a shoestring and only keeps what is absolutely necessary on her person - the rest she keeps in a locked trunk at the College of Winterhold, or has sent to her parents for them to keep safe. [hr] [B]Attributes[/B] Major: Personality Minor: Intelligence [B]Favoured Skills:[/B] [b]Highly Proficient:[/b] Restoration: She is an impressive healer, and chooses to use only curative magic. She is very confident in her Restorative abilities, and is capable of healing most wounds with ease using both Magicka, and her knowledge of biology. An 'experimenter', Raelynn has been pioneering her own methods of healing - studying into the mind and mental ailments and ways in which to ease the symptoms through 'alternative' treatments like massage, stretching, and supplements Speech (Mercantile): [b]Moderately Proficient:[/b] Alchemy: (Healing Knowledge.) Raelynn has an advanced knowledge of the various plants and other items that are found throughout Tamriel that can provide healing qualities. She is also skilled with treating wounds that cannot be directly healed with magic. She enjoys brewing herbal teas which have been known to revitalise and 'perk up' some of her fellow adventurers. [Indent][B]Spell List:[/B] Circle of Protection Fast Healing Healing Hands Greater Ward Heal Other Close Wounds Sun Fire [/indent] [/hider]