Ok so since Stuff dragged me back into RPing I arrive, fashionably late. 
EDIT: Spelling is hard
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[b]Full Name[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - Elevinthia Alexandra Pernachis[/COLOR]
[B]Alias[/B][COLOR=WHITE] - Levia[/COLOR]
[B]Age[/B][COLOR=WHITE] - 18[/COLOR]
[b]Birth Date[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - 21st Hallowed Moon, 762[/COLOR]
[b]Origin[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - Cretus[/COLOR]
[b]Status[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - Heir to the Barony of Pernachi[/COLOR]
[b]Crest[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - Minor Crest of Valyra[/COLOR]
[b]Height[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - 6'3" / 188cm[/COLOR]
[b]Weight[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - 178 lbs / 81kg[/COLOR]
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[b]Starting Class[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - Noble[/COLOR]
[B]Preferred Fighting Style[/B][COLOR=WHITE] - Black Magic / Reason[/COLOR]
[b]Equipment[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - Training Axe, Vulnerary[/COLOR]
[b]Learned Spells[/b][COLOR=WHITE] - Mire, Thunder[/COLOR]
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[b]Interests[/b][COLOR=WHITE] 
- Singing & Dancing
- Court Intrigue & Drama
- Jewelry
- Cryptothaumaturgy[/COLOR]
[B]Likes[/B][COLOR=WHITE] 
- An evening of drink with good company
- Coffee & cigarettes
- Rainy weather
- Dashing boys
- Stunning girls
- Sweet, sweet vengeance[/COLOR]
[b]Dislikes[/b][COLOR=WHITE]
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- Stubborn people
- Disagreeable people
- Being one-upped or outshined
- People who insist that dark magic is pure evil
- Being "voluntold" to do things
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[/cell][cell][b]Appearance[color=WHITE]◢[/color][/b]
[color=WHITE][indent]Elevtheria is a simply commanding presence - Even by the metrics of her own family does she stand a full head taller than even her own older brother, only made taller with platformed boots and heeled shoes. Her faint, glowing smile is matched by a piercing set of crimson eyes, set with the stare of cold, prying analysis of one's every last move and bearing to glean for any usefulness. She keeps her uniform always presentable and in the most current fashion, enough such that all may behold it while in her presence. 
 
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[b]Personality[color=WHITE]◢[/color][/b]
[color=WHITE][indent]Indefatigable purpose, altitudinous ambition, silver of tongue, dual of heart - all admirable traits for the nobility of Cretus, and Levinthia possesses them all. 

Of all the Pernachis, Elevinthia by far possesses the most pure of hearts of her family. Compared to the likes of her hellion brother, her acrimonious sister, or the infinite scorn possessed in the barbed tongues and steeled hearts of Baron and Baroness Pernachis, Levinthia is a cherub capable of only kindness and amity. To those whose company she has taken fondness to, Levinthia makes sure to treat well, ensuring they are constantly pampered with inexhaustible supplies of gifts so perfect - down to the most minute detail - so as to think she may as well be utterly Delphian in her knowledge of her friends. 

Make no mistake, for Elevinthia is still a Pernachis: Levinthia is - for all her stipulation of savoir-faire, diligence and honor - notoriously foul of temper, known to harbor spite in her heart and grudge in her soul, holding onto countless vindications until appropriate revenge or apology is delivered unto her. 

While one is in her good graces, Levinthia is a righteous accomplice and honest friend, a true companion and invaluable ally. 

While one is not - a bad penny always turns up. 
 
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[b]Background Information [color=WHITE]◢[/color][/b]
[color=WHITE][indent]It is nothing short of a miracle that Elevinthia has turned out as well as she has: By in large reasonable, comparatively tempered, cunning - and crested, at that. Baron Pernachis is a flamboyant, aggressive one, belligerent in demeanor in ways not unlike an intrepid wyvern guarding its homeland. The villagers often spoke in hushed rumor that the Baron of Pernachis, together with his wicked wife, one night made pact in the Witching Hour to cling to what remained of their hold, steadfast and praying to whichever fell God might listen that their hold would last for a thousand years longer; No matter how petty. Baroness Pernachis was the worse of the two; Her temperament was so easily inflamed that many believed her to be utterly insane. With parentage the likes of hers in a land brimming with constant feuding, it comes as little surprise that Elevinthia knew from birth what was set out for her, for anything meaningful to come would need to be made of her own volition.

The Pernachis family is the barony beneath the patronage of Valyra - one of the hundreds of tiny landed nobility dotting the country, owing fealty to theirs higher in status and often at their mercy. Inch by inch, field by field, acre by acre the rightful tithes of Pernachis have been scratched and clawed away from their family. Elevtheria knows that the place for Pernachis is not in the reclamation of their petty fiefdom: No. It lie far, far beyond, in the keeps of Solitaire, where every last inch dredged from her ancestry would be repaid by the skullduggery til it all rightfully become theirs. The Wyvern of Pernachis shall roar before all of Cretus, and dirk and poison must provide what word and parchment cannot. 

For Elevinthia, there is much, much work to be done. 
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